Return to 88: Starting from Marrying My Sister-in-law

Lu Yang sank into the soft sofa, his fingertips tapping the side of the cup absently.

The deep red residue of the wine clinging to the glass of his glass did not reflect any emotion in him, as if the astronomical figure of "120 million Hong Kong dollars" that Xue Lai had just reported was nothing more than a paltry price for dessert.

His gaze slowly swept across the magnificent dome of the study, then fell back on the mixed-race woman eagerly awaiting his reply, and a very subtle smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

That smile conveyed an air of absolute confidence, as if he were in complete control.

Sir Michael paused almost imperceptibly in the hand holding the bottle, keenly noticing the change in Lu Yang's expression.

The only sound in the study for a moment was Kazuo Wada's slightly heavy breathing. The Asian retail king, eager to cash out, could hardly maintain his composure, his eyes fixed on Lu Yang's direction, waiting for the final decision.

"4.01 billion..."

Lu Yang finally spoke, his voice deep and clear, with a hint of deliberate languor, "Lord Hetian, four years and forty million in 'appreciation', you have quite the appetite."

Kazuo Wada's tense body suddenly deflated.

He assumed that Lu Yang's next words would be a rejection of his asking price.

I felt extremely disappointed.

Because 120 million is the lowest price he can accept. He would not accept even 10 million more, because even if he got the money, it would not solve the big trouble his company is facing.

It's better to cover it up.

Perhaps after the current real estate downturn, property values ​​will increase significantly in the future. Even without his current business empire, he could still sell this luxury mansion on Victoria Peak to obtain a large sum of money to revitalize his business.

Well, I must say, that's a good idea.

So, fine, forget about it. Lu Yang won't give him that chance. Just as Kazuo Wada was completely devastated, Lu Yang stood up, smiled, and extended his hand to him. "Deal."

The dejected Kazuo Wada immediately straightened up in disbelief, looked at Lu Yang who was smiling at him, and subconsciously reached out to shake hands with Lu Yang.

Lu Yang: "You seem a little unhappy. Are you thinking of changing your mind?"

Kazuo Wada hurriedly said, "No, no... Your Excellency, I am very satisfied..."

"very good."

Lu Yang interrupted him, saying, "Enough with the nonsense, let's get ready to sign the contract."

What's there to talk about with those Japanese devils?

Lu Yang turned to the dumbfounded Mi Lai and said, "Don't just stand there like an idiot. Go prepare the contract. If you don't understand anything, ask your uncle. He's the middleman, right, Sir?"

Michael paused for a moment, then his face lit up with excitement. He turned to his adopted niece with satisfaction and kindness and said, “Child, hurry up and go. I’ve made all the arrangements. The housekeeper will assist you.”

Today is truly a day to celebrate.

Not only did he gain a great favor, but he also received a considerable commission, and even his ex-mistress's daughter was given an ideal position.

In the foreseeable future, it will bring even more rewards.

What a wonderful day!
Ah, he needed to have a couple more drinks, so he performed a nobleman's hat-removing and bowing curtsy, "Lord Roku, Lord Wada, please, the banquet is ready, welcome to My Manor..."

Lu Yang and Kazuo Wada exchanged a smile, both appearing extremely satisfied with the deal.

Kazuo Wada was pleased with Lu Yang's straightforwardness.

Although at first he felt that the other party was impolite and looked down on him as a retail tycoon, and that instead of talking to him himself, they sent someone to talk to him in person, he was very angry at first, to the point that he was reluctant to talk, if it weren't for the fact that he had recently encountered difficulties.

Moreover, that beautiful mixed-race white girl must have been well aware of the difficulties she had recently encountered. Every question she asked during the negotiation was very tricky. When the other party inadvertently mentioned that her uncle was Sir Michael, who had invited her to the banquet, he realized that he had no bargaining chips left. So he almost gritted his teeth and quoted 120 million, the lowest price he could accept.

And no one expected to reach an agreement.

When the other party realizes his financial difficulties and his current predicament, any shrewd businessman will definitely try to drastically reduce his price.

But the result...

Just when he was prepared for the negotiations to fall apart, the other party unexpectedly gave him a satisfactory answer.

"make a deal!"

Two words, so decisive, without a moment's hesitation, not even a minute, almost moved him to tears.

Really...

What a good man! A truly good man! He wanted to take back his hatred and resentment. The other party was not only not an enemy who was kicking him when he was down, but also his good friend. And Sir Michael was not a traitor, but a reliable middleman.

For a businessman who is short of funds to alleviate pressure, how could he not like Lu Yang's straightforward approach of not delaying or haggling, and making a decision on a 1 million or 2000 million deal on the same day?
"Your Excellency Lu Yang, you are the most wonderful Chinese person I have ever met. To show my respect, please allow me to bow to you."

Do you bow when you're unsure what to do?
This is... strangely familiar. Could it be... that the Japanese craftsmanship has been revived in this little guy?

Lu Yang frowned as he accepted Kazuo Wada's bow.

There was no hypocritical help or support.

It's a little embarrassing, though, because in the current social environment in China, bowing 90 degrees like that is somewhat like bowing to a portrait of someone at a funeral.

Normal people shake hands at most, and good friends hug each other. Why would someone bend over 90 degrees and bow to another person like this?

That's it.

Respect the customs of others.

"Pah, it's just a bow. Even if those Japanese devils knelt before me, I'd accept it."

Lu Yang cursed inwardly, but spoke politely and amiably.

At least he feigned politeness, saying, "No, no, Your Excellency Kazuo Wada, please get up, please get up. This is so embarrassing."

Kazuo Wada bent over at a 90-degree angle, expecting Lu Yang to help him up so he could straighten up on the spot. But after waiting for a long time, Lu Yang didn't move. Finally, unable to bear Lu Yang's insincere gestures and empty promises, he had no choice but to straighten up with an embarrassed expression.

result……

They discovered that Lu Yang had already walked far away.

I asked the old foreigner next to me, who was trying hard to suppress his laughter, and he told me that the wretched Chinese boy had only said two humble words the moment he bowed, and then walked ahead without saying a word.

"Shabi."

Lu Yang walked ahead and muttered under his breath, "What's there to be happy about? You think I'm helping you? Bah, I'm here to take you down and cut off your last escape route."

Kazuo Wada probably never imagined that as long as he rejected Lu Yang this time, and then gritted his teeth and persevered for another two years, his hard-earned retail empire would still inevitably collapse.

However, he personally would not go bankrupt. Just consider the manor at No. 10 Pollock's Path on Victoria Peak in Hong Kong. In the winter of 1996, when Hong Kong property prices were nearing their peak and the financial crisis had not yet hit, someone would step in to help him out of his predicament and buy his mansion for a huge sum of HK$380 million.

With this money, whether he uses it to live a luxurious and extravagant life in his later years or to make a comeback, it's enough.

pity……

Lu Yang has already blocked his path.

Even if he had an extra ten or twenty million, he might not be able to save his retail empire.

It's a deeply entrenched problem that's difficult to reverse.

It's important to know that when he went bankrupt, his company owed a whopping 1610 million yen, which is equivalent to a whopping 16 billion US dollars. A mere 120 million Hong Kong dollars is just a drop in the ocean. What kind of effect can it have?
When Lu Yang arrived at the banquet hall, he quickly spotted Xiao Jun and Mu Qizhong hiding in a corner, sneaking a bite to eat.

He was surrounded by Fatty Wang and several familiar Hong Kong film and television stars.

I didn't expect that Fatty Wang would also be invited.

Seeing that there were too many people and too much noise over there, Lu Yang decided not to go over and was just about to find a place to sit down and have a drink.

The sharp-eyed Xiao Jun had already spotted him and was waving at him from across most of the banquet hall: "Brother Lu, we're here! Come on over, I'll introduce you to some friends, all big stars in the Hong Kong entertainment industry. I guarantee you'll see them in movies. Fatty Wang, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and say hello!"

Wang Jing, looking embarrassed, could only wave to Lu Yang as well.

He usually likes to fool around.

At this moment, however, he dared not, like Xiao Jun from the mainland, who was standing next to him, openly wave and speak loudly to Lu Yang across most of the banquet hall.

Because today's occasion is inappropriate.

Today's guests are all top tycoons and politicians from the political and business circles of Hong Kong Island.

If anyone stomps their foot, an earthquake will strike the port city.

Although these people from the film and television industry were also invited, they could only be considered embellishments at the banquet, supporting characters, and frankly speaking, they couldn't even be considered important figures.

How dare you...

Xiao Jun was still loudly greeting Lu Yang, urging Wang Jing next to him to bring his men to follow, and calling on Mu Qizhong as they walked towards Lu Yang. He even stuffed something into his mouth while walking, attracting the attention of countless people along the way.

"Who is this person?"

"You country bumpkin from the mainland, I heard tonight's banquet is to welcome this group?"

"Who said that? What mainland guy... is he that important?"

"It's probably just a rumor. It just so happens that Sir Michael Kadoorie, the head of the family behind the Peninsula Hotel, is hosting a dinner today. These mainland guys were staying in the presidential suite on the top floor, so they would have received an invitation as is customary. It's nothing to worry about."

"Stop talking nonsense! Go find someone to investigate..."

"This... Brother Li... isn't this making a big fuss?"

"What, is there something wrong with what I said?"

"No, no, leave it to me, Brother Li, don't worry, wait for my good news..."

Along the way, some people watched the show, some laughed, some pointed and whispered, and some even started investigating their background.

Xiao Jun is usually easygoing, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a temper. On the contrary, he actually has a very fiery temper.

If it were just a few unfriendly glances, or even pointing and gossiping, that would be one thing. But there was a small group of people who not only pointed at him, but also called him a country bumpkin, a loser from the mainland, and someone who showed off just because he had a little money... They almost equated being uncivilized with all mainlanders, which he couldn't accept.

It's okay to criticize one person, but you can't criticize all mainlanders.

As he walked, his face darkened, and he said to Wang Jing, who was cautiously following him, "Hey, Fatty Wang. I have a question for you. Who are those guys over there spewing nonsense?"

Sweat dripped down Wang Jing's face, and she was so nervous that she almost covered Xiao Jun's mouth.

Master.

ancestors.

Could you please stop talking?

We can't afford to mess with that group; each of them has a terrifying background.

He didn't even dare to look back.

Because he had already seen them when he passed by. They were speaking so loudly, and he wasn't deaf. These people themselves might not be well-known, but almost every local in Hong Kong knew their parents. This was because every aspect of the lives of ordinary people in Hong Kong—food, utilities, accommodation—was closely related to the businesses of these people's parents.

"how?"

"Are they all from very powerful backgrounds?"

"I can't afford to offend him?"

"Okay, name me. If I can't handle this, I'll slap myself and then run around naked for two laps."

Seeing that the dead Fatty Wang not only didn't open his mouth to speak, but was also so frightened that he was out of his mind and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, Xiao Jun suddenly felt that he was losing face.

What do you mean?
Isn't it just that you think he can't handle things? Hey, he doesn't believe you.

Several local male and female celebrities from Hong Kong Island who were following behind Wang Jing all shut their mouths.

Her performance wasn't much better than Wang Jing's.

Some people were already whispering among themselves, blaming Wang Jing for calling them over tonight. What if she angered those rich second-generation kids? Would they, mere actors, still be able to make a living?
If they want to mess with them, they don't even need to do it themselves; they just need to spread the word.

Wang Jing looked troubled, but finally uttered a name that even Xiao Jun was somewhat familiar with, "Little Superman is here too, those are all his friends, um... these people are on par with him in terms of status, I guess..."

Xiao Jun figured it out and blurted out, "Holy crap, Li Ka-shing's son?"

After saying that, he looked a little embarrassed, as if he was indeed no match for the other party's wealth, and in Hong Kong, his influence was not even comparable to the other party's toes.

What should I do?
Otherwise, why not strip naked and run two laps?
Just then, Mu Qizhong patted him on the shoulder and nudged him, saying, "What's the panic? Li Ka-shing's son isn't Li Ka-shing himself. If he dares to touch you, let him try."

He was, after all, the richest man in China, so he didn't really respect this Chinese billionaire he had never met, but he certainly had a lot of ambition to take on the challenge.

Lu Yang happened to walk up to them at that moment... (End of Chapter)