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Coming to Havana again, the person who picked him up at the airport was still Song Bing.

"George."

Unlike in the past, Song Bing was very enthusiastic when he saw him now. When did this enthusiasm start?

It was probably a few months ago when he donated a large amount of military supplies back to China. Since then, everyone's eyes on him have changed.

At first, others thought he was rich, but what happened later?

When the title of "presidential agent" came out, others looked at him with more complicated eyes.

Envy, awe...all kinds of eyes, with all kinds of purposes, George has adapted to all this.

After getting in the car, Song Bing looked at the man next to him and said.

"George, my father heard that you are here, and wants to invite you to our home to talk to you about the next step of cooperation."

"Okay, it happens that I have something to find Uncle Song."

George did have something to find Song Chengjun.

After all, the expansion of space now can load more goods. After the temporary expansion, tens of thousands of cubic meters can load tens of thousands of tons of sugar.

The supply volume has increased tenfold at once, so I really need to talk to him.

"What, 10,000 tons!"

Song Chengjun said in surprise.

"If possible, I hope to deliver 40,000 tons of sugar by the end of the year, Uncle Song, is there a problem?"

"40,000 tons, 40,000 tons..."

Song Chengjun rubbed his hands excitedly and said.

"No problem, no problem, George, although the output of the Chinese sugar factory is only about 30,000 tons, there are still many small sugar factories opened by locals in Cuba, let alone 40,000 tons, even 100,000 tons, there is no problem."

"Then 100,000 tons!"

George added directly.

After all, the war will end in a year, and such huge profits will not last long. When the war ends and shipping resumes, by then, materials such as white sugar will return to their original prices.

"100,000 tons!"

Song Chengjun looked completely dazed.

How much is 100,000 tons?

Cub's annual output is only 5 to 6 million tons now, which is about 2% of the total output!

"What's wrong, Uncle Song? Is there any difficulty?"

George asked back.

"No, no problem, it's just that there is no problem with the transportation of these sugars."

Song Chengjun said repeatedly.

"Uncle Song, don't worry about this. I will find a way to transport it. Uncle Song just needs to concentrate on preparing the goods."

"Don't worry, I will definitely prepare the goods. I will see if there is a suitable sugar factory and buy one. In fact, many Chinese businessmen want to buy sugar factories now. After all, the price of sugar is high now, and the profit is very lucrative."

Hearing that Song Chengjun wanted to buy a sugar factory, George said hurriedly.

"Uncle Song, the current sugar price is entirely due to the war, because the Japanese occupied Southeast Asia. Although it will take several years to recover after the war, the sugar factory will have considerable profits in the next few years, but it is only a matter of the present, and besides..."

When dissuading Song Chengjun from the idea of ​​running a sugar factory, George naturally thought of the fate of Cuban brothers more than ten years later. After the bearded man came to power, what kind of impact would Cuban Chinese, who are mostly engaged in business, suffer?

Thinking of this, George raised his eyebrows slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said.

"Uncle Song, are you interested in developing in other places?"

Song Chengjun asked.

"Other places? Is it the United States?"

"No, not the United States, it's Borneo. To be honest, Uncle Song, I bought a piece of land there."

"Buy a piece of land?"

Song Chengjun looked at the young man in front of him in confusion. What does this mean?

"Yes, the place is not big, just tens of thousands of square kilometers. The Japanese occupy it now. After the war, everything is in ruins and there are many opportunities. If Uncle Song is interested in the sugar industry, it is also a good choice to set up a sugar factory there."

It is almost normal to develop the sugar industry in the tropics. Not to mention that Song Chengjun has helped me so much, even from the perspective of attracting investment, Borneo in the future also needs investment from overseas Chinese.

And in George's development plan, there is a very important link in the future, which is to attract investment from overseas Chinese. Although the Japanese occupation caused heavy losses to overseas Chinese businessmen, and even many overseas Chinese families were wiped out, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse. If they are willing, investing billions of dollars in Borneo is still possible.

With these investments, the rapid industrialization of Borneo is not a fantasy. Of course, these investments are definitely mostly light industries or tropical plantations, but no matter what industry it is, it can absorb labor, settle immigrants, and promote economic development.

Moreover, the overseas Chinese of this era all have certain connections with each other. Whether in Cuba or Southeast Asia, most of them come from Guangdong and Fujian. They have their own circles. They exchange information and support each other. Of course, they also compete with each other. However, after the propaganda from the late Qing Dynasty to the present, the ethnic identity among overseas Chinese has finally exceeded the region.

It is entirely possible to start with the Cuban overseas Chinese like Song Chengjun as an introduction to prepare for the large-scale attraction of overseas Chinese investment in the future. Why waste the money in the hands of overseas Chinese on the construction of Southeast Asian countries?

The earth is so big, and the cake is so big. If others eat more, the Chinese will eat less. Let them be Philippine maids! After all, when Borneo develops in the future, a large number of cheap labor will still be needed.

Philippine maids, Thai maids, and Burmese maids can all go to Borneo to be nannies.

When George was thinking about introducing overseas Chinese capital to build Borneo, he heard Song Chengjun say.

"Oh, Southeast Asia..."

Suddenly, Song Chengjun was surprised.

"What, tens of thousands, tens of thousands of square kilometers? How is this possible? What place are you talking about?"

"North Borneo Company!"

"Have you heard of this place?"

"Of course I haven't heard of it. My cousin is in North Borneo. Wait, George, you say, you..."

Song Chengjun said in disbelief, staring at George with eyes wide open in astonishment.

"Did you buy the North Borneo Company!"

"Yes, that's right!"

George nodded.

"How about it, Uncle Song, are you interested in investing in North Borneo? If you go..."

"I'm interested, how could I not be interested? North Borneo is a good place. So, really, you really bought it."

Song Chengjun even had some doubts.

"How could the British sell it?"

"Indeed, they did. It's just that things are different now."

After saying that, George took out a cigar from the cigar box on the table, lit the cigar head with a lighter, and took a light puff. While savoring the aroma of the cigar, he looked at Song Chengjun and enjoyed his shocked and envious eyes.

This feeling is really great!