Honda Canada Inc. - Corporate Head Office

Corporate Head Office

Honda Canada Inc. had purchased land in Richmond Hill, Ontario with intent to build a new corporate headquarters there. When infrastructure disagreements with the municipal government could not be resolved, plans to move to Richmond Hill were scrapped and subsequently were solidified in Markham at 180 Honda Boulevard.

The new facility is a LEEDs showcase building.

Honda Canada Finance Inc. (HCFI), o/a Honda Financial Services, was established in 1987 to provide financing and leasing options for Canadian consumers.

Honda Canada Inc. supports a network of 210 Honda and 50 Acura authorized automotive dealers in Canada.

There are also over 600 dealers for Honda motorcycle and power equipment products. These dealers sell motorcycles, scooters, mopeds, snowblowers, lawnmowers and other equipment in Canada.

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