Fiction: Group 4
The Life of Shing Kung
Cheung Chuk Shan College, Yiu, Hing Wah - 15, Fiction: Group 4
r. Kwok was a real estate tycoon who owned a large property empire. With the help of his
partner, Mr. Wong, the substantial growth of his company was foreseeable. In this way he could
smell the lovely, unique odor of money coming into his pocket.
‘I deserve more than these notes.’ he mumbled whilst smirking.
It had been twenty years since he first started this glorious company, Shing Kung Limited. With ambition
and determination, he resolutely founded the company in Shenzhen. He named it ‘Shing Kung’, hoping that
success would soon knock on his door. Favored by the government’s ‘Opening-up and Reforms’ policy
and his own management talents, the firm had been consistently growing in size under the nurture of Mr.
Kwok.
The company had come across all sorts of crises and worn so many halos, from local to international.
Nowadays, this mighty-leading enterprise dominated the property market in the Pearl River Delta, so
impregnable that nobody had ever thought of it to be the next doomed Titanic one day.
When he was studying in high school, he had been determined to become a world-leading businessman
and to make a great fortune, money always offered him a sense of confidence and security. With money and
authority, he could command others to work for him; he could roar to others when he was in a temper; and
more importantly, he could buy as many luxurious goods as he wanted. He couldn’t help clothing himself in
decent suits and appreciating his gorgeous watches. This passion for money had governed his whole life. He
regarded it as a crucial criterion of becoming a successful business giant. Wasn’t it an enjoyment when
people stared at your fascinating outfit with envious peeks as you gracefully stepped out of a streamlined
sports car?
For all his life, he had been wearing suits, from worthless ones gradually to priceless ones. Although he
was Chinese, he had become hooked on suits from an early age. To Mr. Kwok, suit had momentous
meanings to him as he won through the hardship throughout his university life with his grey suit— he
constantly traveled between Hong Kong and China in a bid to dig up his first gold to set up a company.
Till now, even though he thought he had arrived, the craving for wealth had never halted in his mind.
How to earn even more money? This was the utmost question devoting him to ponder upon every day.
Then he came up with a brilliant idea—to minimize the construction budget as much as he could! Smiling
smugly at his office, he summoned his secretary, telling her he was going to hold an urgent meeting and
ordering her to assemble all the top managers.
‘I am glad that you all came to this meeting.’ He slowly and aggressively exchanged glances with the eight
top managers. Alright. No more than ten at the meeting. Being a big fan of Apple, he audaciously applied
the management tactics of Steve Jobs. All he did was to raise the efficiency and reduce the operational costs.
Surely, this would help him make more money!
‘As we all know, our company is embarking on a new project—No.24 Villa. As usual, saving on costs is
always our top priority. Any suggestions?’ Mr. Kwok asked with an encouraging smile.
‘Based on the past experiences, we have been adopting the policies regarding the construction workers
and materials from Mainland China, including the previous project - the Deep Water Residential Project in
Sham Shui Po. Indeed, it significantly cut down one-third of our original budget. So, why don’t we adopt
the same approach this time?’ Tony, the coordinator of the Deep Water Residential Project, suggested.
Lower construction fee, that’s what I look for. He thought to himself and nodded his head slightly.
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