Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 823 The new leader of Chinese capital

"The nickname is nickname. The Chinese-owned group went long on the Hang Seng stock index and won a big victory. The British-owned group suffered huge losses. They lost a city before they evacuated!"

Every newspaper salesman is a master of content summarization and the ancestor of the UC shock department for future generations.

On the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui, as the news spread, the young man selling newspapers was quickly besieged. The thick stack of newspapers in his arms was almost bought up by the citizens in the blink of an eye.

People stood on the sidewalk, eagerly flipping through the newspapers. After reading the news on the front page, they started to communicate with each other, regardless of whether they knew the people next to them:
"This battle was so beautiful!"

"British capital has been lost, but there are still people jumping off buildings. When there was any economic turmoil in the past, the ghost guys always made a lot of money. Jumping off buildings seems to be a patent for us Chinese."

"This Robinson family sounds familiar."

"Those who are engaged in semiconductors. Their Baotong company used to be quite famous, but it seems to have been sold now. Henry Robinson is famous for not liking Chinese people, and he makes a lot of money from us Chinese people. He deserves to die!"

"Chinese capital has made a lot of money this time. I heard that someone invested 40 billion alone. Oh my god, how much profit will it make?"

"Well, he is the boss behind Quinlan Investment, his surname is Li..."

"Li Jiankun—" Li Zhaoji hesitated and said, "incredible. His business talent, ambition, and courage are the only ones I have seen in my life, and he is still so young. They used to say that Chen Qingsong was destined to be evil and should not be messed with. I think he is the best Yes, there was the defeat of the Shi Huaiya family before, and the death of Chen Qingsong later. No matter how Yingzi played with him, he always lost, it always felt... too domineering. "

When Guo Desheng talked about this, Li Zhaoji couldn't help but feel a little irritated. He and Li Jiacheng happened to be competing for a piece of land. Before, it was a 50-50 split, but now...

In his absence, there is only one person other than family members who can be invited into his office by the secretary.

In Hong Kong City, there is a hierarchy among wealthy families.

"It's really strange. Li Jiacheng and Bao Yugang always wear the same pair of pants. Bao Yugang made it clear that he would not vote, but he actually voted. You also saw at the dinner that day that Li Jiacheng had no intention of voting."

Leaving aside Li Jiankun, a guy whose identity is unknown and who is most likely not from Hong Kong, those who originally stood at the top of the Chinese-owned pyramid were the families of two old shipping kings.

Further down, there are four families, Guo, Li, Zheng, and Li.

"Call Li Jiankun!" Someone interrupted.

In later generations, they were known as the four major families in Hong Kong City.

That is, the Guo Desheng family, the Li Zhaoji family, the Zheng Yutong family, and the Li Jiacheng family.

A black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan was driving slowly on the street. Through the car window, looking at the scene of citizens holding newspapers and discussing animatedly on the sidewalk, the two little old men sitting in the back couldn't help but let out a sigh. .

"If you don't make any money, it's equivalent to a loss. Zheng Yutong doesn't mention it. He didn't invest much. Li Jiacheng is like a giant leaping over the dragon gate. With the cash flow in his hands, we can't afford to compete with him in real estate." Eat the good fruit.”

Li Zhaoji shrugged his shoulders. He didn't want to say anything that others would say that would destroy his ambition, and his actions meant he agreed with them.
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In the Cheung Kong Industrial Building, Li Jiacheng had just returned from the Hong Kong Stock Exchange with a full load. He was listening to the congratulations of his subordinates all the way. He was in a happy mood and had a spring breeze on his face. Before he entered the office, his secretary told him that someone was waiting in the room.

The businesses of the four major families are very overlapping, and their main businesses include real estate.

"Yes, something seems wrong. But no matter what, I will never offend this person. We have to find a way to make friends with him. If we don't mention anything else, if we offend him, we will crush him to death with his current wealth. It’s not too hard for us,” Guo Desheng said with a wry smile.

"The problem still lies with Li Jiankun," Guo Desheng said. "Li Jiacheng was very close to him. It must have been Li Jiankun's decisiveness that changed his mind."

"The opportunity came to us, but we didn't seize it." Guo Desheng said.

"The weather in Hong Kong City is about to change." Li Zhaoji lay back and looked up at the sky.

"I say brother, be bold and remove the word 'should'. Even if his assets double, he will still have a net worth of 80 billion, and he will become the richest man in a sure way."

...

"Yes, this man is definitely a genius and a tycoon. God knows how much he earns. There should be no one richer than him in Hong Kong City right now."

When he walked into the office, as expected, he saw Bao Yugang lying weakly on the European-style sofa.

"Brother Bao?" Li Jiacheng reminded, and Bao Yugang came back to his senses from his confused state.

"Congratulations, you've made a lot of money this time." Bao Yugang said jealously.

"Small profit, small profit." Li Jiacheng smiled and waved. In fact, he guessed that Bao Yugang would come to him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. He knew with his butt that the old shipping king must be depressed now.

Unlike others, because he held the title of the number one Chinese investor in Hong Kong City and had unparalleled appeal, Jiankun did his job diligently, but he resolutely refused to invest.

Now, let’s not say that the title of the number one Chinese investor is about to change hands.

Can't even keep second place.

"Lao Dong must be smiling, right?" Bao Yugang asked.

"I didn't show up today." Li Jiacheng said.

"Yes, he has a heart disease..." Bao Yugang said quietly, "We are both fellow villagers and colleagues; we are both friends and rivals. We have been competing for so many years, but I didn't expect that when one foot stepped into the coffin board, he would be Fucked up."

For many years, Bao Yugang has always maintained Dong Haoyun's lead, whether in wealth or fame.

Now it has to be adjusted.

After this battle, as the second main force of the Huazi Group, the Dong family has gained a lot. Dong Haoyun's net worth will directly surpass Bao Yugang. Even if it's fame... I'm afraid it will exceed that.

You know, Bao Yugang's attitude is an important factor why many Chinese-owned bosses did not follow Li Jiankun.

These Chinese-owned bosses have not earned this wave of wealth, which is equivalent to a loss. It would be better if they don't scold them behind their backs.

"Don't think too much, one success or failure means nothing." Li Jiacheng comforted.

"The problem is not just one time." Bao Yugang said, "When I moved my business from sea to land, Old Dong didn't believe in evil. I even thought he would go bankrupt. Later, he somehow figured it out again. Now it's fine. If you think about it carefully, wasn't that when he met Jiankun? "

Li Jiacheng took over the conversation: "To be honest, I'm also very confused about what happened between them. Mr. Dong trusts Jiankun too much. It's just... incomprehensible." "But he was right." Bao Yu Gang Tan spread his hands and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes unfocused, "I am also a bit arrogant. I have always thought that old Dong is not smart enough. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that this old guy is not wise and foolish, but I am the clown."

Li Jiacheng didn't dare to answer this.

Being able to say such things shows how frustrated this old man is. This wave really hit him hard.

"This son Jiankun is extraordinary. You and I are far less intelligent than you. Of course, you have to be better." Bao Yugang exhaled a long breath, and finally asked, "Is he preparing for a celebration banquet? "

"He didn't show up today either," Li Jiacheng said.

Bao Yugang turned around suddenly, his eyes widened, his lips closed, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it for a long time, and finally he suppressed a sentence:

"This Jiankun..."

Incomprehensible.
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It was another sunny day. At around nine o'clock in the morning, Li Jiankun came to Huaqiang Swire Building.

"Li Dongzao."

"Hello, Chairman."

"Thank you, Chairman."

Walking all the way from the lobby downstairs, the employees saluted him one after another when they saw him. It was different from the past...especially different from the previous few days. There was no slight emotion in those eyes that looked at him as a retarded person. They all revealed something different. A burning heat, like a believer seeing God.

When I arrived at the office and my buttocks were still hot, the vice president and the manager lined up to come over and give a report.

First there were a bunch of trivial matters, such as every media member in Hong Kong City wanting to schedule an interview with Li Jiankun, and Henry Robinson jumping off the roof of the Baotong Building.

After all, Baotong Company is now the property of Li Jiankun, and the level has some influence.

Immediately afterwards, the senior executives of Huaqiang Swire Bank, a subsidiary of the group, began to report on the profits after successfully going long on the Hang Seng stock index through the bank's securities department.

The bank executives were all beaming, and it was not difficult to tell from their expressions that they were making terrible profits this time.

The old saying goes that blessings never come in pairs, but today it has been broken.

Along with this, investors now know that the stocks of two listed companies related to Li Jiankun, Kunzhu Group and Huaqiang Swire Group, have skyrocketed.

This is not blind investment.

Everyone in the stock market now knows that Li Jiankun has made a lot of money. With such abundant cash flow, his two listed companies still have no good prospects?

Before the report was finished, Ran Zi came to the office to interrupt them. After all, the report could be heard at any time. "Chairman, Mr. Shao from TVB, Mr. Zheng from Chow Tai Fook and others came together to congratulate me."

Congratulations are one of them, but also coming to express gratitude.

When someone makes money with you, you have to show it, right?

Another one, who else in Hong Kong City would give up the opportunity to curry favor with Li Jiankun? Big Chinese investors like Guo Desheng and Li Zhaoji just couldn't find a way to come to the door.

Li Jiankun didn't care much, got up and went to greet him personally, and invited a group of Chinese businessmen to a lounge on the same floor.

Huangfu Jingwen, who had made friends with these big guys, showed up at the right time, bringing a few upright young ladies to entertain them.

"Jiankun, let me apologize to you for not doubting you." Shao Yifu said, referring to the conversation between the two in the car that day.

"I'm not afraid to say it out. Like Mr. Shao, I actually didn't have much confidence at that time. I just felt that I was slapped in the face by British capital. If you don't fight back and I won't fight back, is it bad?" Zheng Yutong laughed.

The people in the room were all wealthy people, so naturally they were in a good mood, laughing and chatting, and the atmosphere was warm.

After chatting for about half an hour, Ran Zi reported to Li Jiankun that another person had arrived, not a guest.

The door opened, and Li Jiacheng and a slightly embarrassed Bao Yugang walked in together.

Not to mention Li Jiacheng, he belongs to the group who should be there and enjoy it together. Bao Yugang took a glass of champagne from the tray sent by his younger sister, and walked up to Li Jiankun: "Jiankun, I have failed to live up to your good intentions."

"Don't say that," Li Jiankun clinked glasses with him, "Just like what Mr. Zheng just said, I'm not afraid to say it now. I was just as sure at the time."

"what?!"

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, don't scare me."

"You might invest 40 billion, are you crazy?"

There was an explosion in the lounge.

Li Jiacheng smiled and said nothing, glanced at Li Jiankun, and looked like "I believe you are a ghost".

However, after Li Jiankun said this, the embarrassment on Bao Yugang's face eased a lot, and he followed the topic and laughed and scolded him for being a fool.

When the glass of champagne was almost finished, Bao Yugang stretched out his right hand.

He and Li Jiankun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside the windows were the rows of high-rise buildings on both sides of Victoria Harbor that most symbolize the port city's economy.

Snapped!
The two hands were clasped together.

The two of them said nothing, but others present saw another symbol - the replacement of old and new power of Chinese capital in Hong Kong City.

The day has finally come for the Charter King, who stands at the top of the Chinese capital pyramid in Hong Kong City, to abdicate in favor of others.

From now on, the Chinese capital forces in Hong Kong City will usher in a new leader.

(End of this chapter)