Policy think tank. SOLD!

Cec celebrates the sale to the Happy Eight Corp.

After we sold the pcbycp policy think tank, (it was very nice) to that man who represents the ‘Golden age Teaching Academy” in Shenzen, we looked around for a few more opportunities. Cecil, bathed in the afterglow, made a  wise and canny decision to sell his caravan park to the “Lucky Age Golden 8 Dragon Investment Company”.It is to be converted into a series of breathtakingly beautiful high rise apartments complete with Cinema complex, luxury boutique shops and high roller gaming lounge in a joint partnership between Crown and the Li Fan Golden Dawn Investment Corporation. Cecil then said; ‘there was still a bit to be made in futures’. 

We didn’t quite understand, we knew nothing about shares. Cec made it clear, this was not ordinary speculation. If we sold the kiddies school lock stock and barrel to the “Xinxiang Investment Corporation” we could ensure our kids got a better education. Once all the equipment had been sold off they’d all have first choice in some of the boutique apartments that were on offer (off the shelf) in the resort development. 

After we sold the school it was to be demolished and  turned into the fabulous resort.

Before you could say “Mah Jong”, we were in. It was then that we discovered a codicil in Ma’s trust. She helped raise the money for the school, that said no one legally had the right to sell the school. That was a bit of a blow. It was her legacy as a fearless community leader. WE were stumped!  Until we had a brainwave, just gift the school to the Corporation. That would in accordance with the deed of settlement be kosher. Cos a gift was not really a financial transaction and besides out local member who is very close to the board of the “Happy Eight” said that’s what he did when he sold off the heritage listed government buildings, the power station, the library, the day care centre and the hospital. And though some do-gooders tried to stop it, it went through faster than you can mow down a protester in Tiananmen square.   We didn’t mention that to the Happy Eight, cos they’re sensitive to that sort of thing and  say it officially didn’t happen. That makes us laugh cos un-officially we’re happy to go along with it. 

Still, it hasn’t all been plain sailing. We’ve had to change the entire curriculum at the local uni into Mandarin. If we didn’t we wouldn’t have got the investment for us to set up the “pcbycp Institute for Leadership and Higher Learning”. It enables us free flights anywhere in the world, and accomodation at the best hotels. And as a bonus we all got matching designer suits, high profile bags, clothing and eyewear. Some local kids are a bit pissed off, but we’ve told em they’ll beneficiaries of the Service Community. Doing dishes and wiping arses in accomodation homes. 

Bit worried about where non resort members are meant to stay

It was a match made in heaven.  Until just the other day. The anniversary of Tiananmin Day, (which never really happened), and we get a knock on the door. The Happy Eight Group are angry. The school we sold em was demolished by some of Cec’s mates in a speculative venture to build block of flats. They are risk-taking venture capital businessmen who are trying to make Australia GREAT! They copped a ten dollar fine for knocking the building down.  The Happy Eight Group are furious cos as a condition pre sale they had to demonstrate their bona fides by putting ten million into each of our accounts. They’re really pissed off. They want their money back. We rang Clive and he said, “ just call em commie bastards and slam the door on em”. But it hasn’t worked. There’s bloody great tank pointing at our door. And a troopship down at the harbour. And helicopters, and surveillance and Speakers telling us in Mandarin how to be “Good Citizens”.

“Ungrateful bastards’!, Cecil said. We’ve sold em everything, what more could they want? It’s almost like THEY THINK THEY OWN US! 

What a cheek. 

Sold off the caravan park to make this multi function Polis…(whatever that is)

So Cec is writing his book, the “Noisy Invasion”! It’s about the commies infiltration of Australian culture. “What culture”? I asked. Cec came back at me faster than a One Nation Senator in a Strip Club; “The right to make an honest buck spending the kids inheritance”.