Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 147 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind! [Request full order]

Dongyuan Group, headquarters building.

As President Wang Dongyuan suddenly fell from power and fearing turmoil within the group, other shareholders of the group immediately held an emergency meeting.

There were more than a dozen shareholders in the conference room, about half of whom looked foreign, and there were only seven or eight Asian faces.

The person who chaired the meeting was a blond, blue-eyed European, but also from South America.

On the surface, he was a South American immigrant who came to Hong Kong Island to do business, but in fact he was the head of the Colombian drug cartel in Hong Kong Island, named Angus.

The other foreigners in the conference room were all his people.

The identity of a shareholder of Dongyuan Group is just a cover to conceal their true identity.

Secretly, they have been cooperating with Wang Dongyuan over the years to control the drug trade between Colombia and Hong Kong Island. The market is extremely large, and because they have the cover of their business identity, nothing has ever happened.

But over the years, they used their own money to support Wang Dongyuan in establishing the Dongyuan Group, and they did make a lot of money by doing legitimate business.

While making money from legitimate business, I also use my identity as a businessman to engage in drug trafficking. I can make money from both the black and white worlds and complete the tasks assigned by the organization. It is really cool.

But they didn't expect that Wang Dongyuan was suddenly killed in the explosion, which made them unable to react.

But as soon as they came to their senses, they called each other and decided to stabilize the group first.

It doesn't matter if Jiro Wang dies, but they also have a share of the group's profits, and they must not mess around. Maybe they can take this opportunity to swallow up Jiro Wang's shares and make more money.

As for agents in the drug market, Wang Hai, the nephew of Wang Dongyuan, is a very good one.

Over the years, he has been intentionally or unintentionally trying to win over these South Americans, often treating them to meals, drinks, and tea. These South Americans are not fools and can naturally see through his thoughts.

It’s just that Wang Dongyuan had done a good job before, and he could also help these South Americans manage the group’s business, so these South Americans were too lazy to pay attention to Wang Hai.

But now that Wang Dongyuan is dead, there is nothing we can do.

It would be fine if Wang Hai was sensible. If not, he would not be able to get involved in the group's business, let alone the drug business.

In just a few phone calls, this group of South Americans had discussed everything and reached a consensus, so they immediately convened the shareholders' meeting.

"Everyone should know why this shareholders' meeting is being held."

Angus sat at the head of the conference table, looking at the dozen shareholders of the group, and said in English: "At four o'clock this afternoon, President Wang met with an accident. We are very unfortunate about this news."

"But there is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'A family cannot be without a master for a day.'"

"Our Dongyuan Group is like a big family. Now that Mr. Wang has met with an unexpected event, the group cannot be in chaos, so I will serve as the interim president and preside over this meeting. Do you have any opinions?"

"no!"

"agree!"

A dozen South American shareholders raised their hands immediately.

The remaining eight Chinese shareholders looked at each other and could only raise their hands to vote.

"very good."

Angus nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then the meeting will officially begin."

"The content of this meeting mainly includes two parts. The first is to select an executive president as soon as possible to preside over the affairs of the group."

"As for the second thing..."

Angus said, turning his gaze to a middle-aged Chinese man wearing glasses at the end of the conference room and asked, "Mr. Chen, someone shorted our group's stock today, causing the group's stock to fall by about 10%. Is this true?"

This person is the general manager of Dongyuan Group’s stock market, Chen Zhiguang.

Hearing this, Chen Zhiguang nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Angus, it is true. At two o'clock, someone maliciously shorted our group's stocks and even used the fake trading method of naked short selling."

"After learning about this, I called Mr. Wang immediately, and then Mr. Wang told me to stabilize the stock price at all costs and to buy up no matter how many shares the other party sold."

"In the end, we bought 14.4 million shares sold by the other party, plus million from retail investors, a total of million shares were bought, spending HK$ billion."

"Fake!"

Hearing this, one of the South Americans was furious and stood up to ask, "Why not hold a meeting to vote on such a big issue? What qualifications does Mr. Wang have to do this?"

Chen Zhiguang's forehead was sweating, and he whispered, "Mr. Bert, because the president was attending the dragon boat race organized by the government in Wan Chai and couldn't leave, and the situation was urgent, the president made a temporary decision..."

"Even if that's the case, he has no right to do that. He should at least call and ask for our opinion!"

Bert insisted: "If the other party absconds with the money by purchasing 14.4 billion worth of stocks at one time, it will be the group's money that will be lost, not just his!"

"That's enough Bert!"

Angus interrupted, "It has already happened. It is meaningless to say this now. Besides, Mr. Wang's temporary decision is correct. If the other party sells these stocks and others buy them, the impact on the group's stock price will be even greater."

"At least we have the stocks now. If the other party fails to return the stocks before the market opens tomorrow, we can sue them, recover the money from the transaction, and make them compensate the group for the losses."

Chen Zhiguang nodded quickly: "Mr. Angus is right. The money for buying stocks has not been successfully delivered yet. The other party can't run away with the money."

"Hmph!" Bert snorted unhappily and sat back.

Angus continued, "Mr. Chen, I'll leave this matter to you. Drive the stock price up to 100 yuan tonight. If he can't afford it, he will sue them immediately to compensate the group for its losses."

Chen Zhiguang's mouth twitched. Damn it, you foreign devil, you are even more cruel than that old devil Wang Dongyuan.

Wang Dongyuan only dared to ask for 50 yuan, and you directly asked for yuan. You are going to force the other party to jump off the building!

But he didn't say much, just nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Angus."

Angus nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Now let's discuss the election of the president. According to the shareholding ratio, Mr. Wang owns 35% of the group's shares and is the first shareholder. I own 15% of the group's shares and am the second shareholder."

"But now that Mr. Wang has passed away, and he has no other heirs, I will recommend myself to be the president of the group, and I will find a way to apply to the government to purchase Mr. Wang's shares in the group in installments. Do you have any objections?"

"agree!"

"I agree!"

The other South American devils raised their hands again to express their opinions.

According to Hong Kong law, when a group shareholder dies, his shares will be inherited by his heirs, but there is room for maneuver. For example, there are company regulations that can prevent heirs from inheriting shares and allow other people to purchase them, provided that more than half of the shareholders vote in favor.

Angus was obviously citing this regulation at this moment.

The other Chinese shareholders looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling somewhat unwilling that the group was controlled by these South American devils.

But now Angus and others already hold more than 50% of the shares, so they have no choice but to agree.

Everyone sighed inwardly and could only raise their hands to express their opinions.

Angus smiled with satisfaction and was about to speak.

But suddenly, the door opened from the outside, and then a dozen people rushed in.

The person in the lead was none other than Wang Hai!
"I disagree!"

Wang Hai looked at Angus and said coldly: "Angus, my uncle is dead and I am the heir to his estate. You want to buy my uncle's shares. Have you asked me?"

The South American shareholders in the field were immediately furious.

"Mr. Wang, what do you want to do?!"

"Wang Hai, you are not from the group, who allowed you to come in!"

"go out!"

Angus's face darkened as well. He said, "Mr. Wang, I understand your feelings. We are also very sad about your uncle's death, but the purchase of your uncle's shares is the decision of the group. Don't worry, your uncle's shares will be professionally evaluated by the group, and the money from the purchase of the shares will become an inheritance and be inherited by you."

"In addition, some of Mr. Wang's business will be handed over to you in the future."

Wang Hai could naturally understand what Angus was talking about. He sneered and said, "Angus, I'm sorry, but I can't fucking eat the cake you painted. Now it's not you who is in charge here anymore. It's me, Wang Hai, who is in charge!"

As he spoke, Wang Hai waved his hand and said, "Turn off the lights!"

shhhhh--

In an instant, all the lights went out.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Angus said angrily: "Wang Hai, what do you want to do?!"

"doing what?"

Wang Hai snorted coldly, suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Angus: "I want you to hand over your shares to me!"

"And you!"

Wang Hai said, and then looked at the other South American shareholders and cursed: "You bunch of damn foreign devils, I have been putting up with you for a long time!"

"You've been making promises to me every day, asking me to treat you to meals and drinks and work for you for nothing. Now that the old guy is finally dead, you want to kick me out? It's not that easy!"

Angus looked grim: "Wang Hai, do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?!"

"I'll f**k you!"

Wang Hai cursed: "This is Hong Kong Island, this is my territory, you bastards, if you have the guts, call someone over here and see who is more powerful!"

"Shit! You're absolutely crazy!"

Angus looked grim, staring at Wang Hai. He never expected that a dog that he never took seriously would dare to bite its owner?

"Stop talking nonsense and sign the transfer contract immediately, or I'll fucking kill you!"

"And the same goes for you foreign devils!"

Wang Hai cursed.

Just then, a South American shareholder secretly took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Boom!"

Wang Hai raised his hand and fired a shot.

"Ah! Alan..."

"Fake!"

"You crazy person!"

Everyone was shocked, looking at Alan lying in a pool of blood. No one expected that Wang Hai would actually dare to shoot and kill someone.

"Shut up!"

Wang Hai shouted, "Whoever dares to tell me to kill him again!"

"And you!"

Wang Hai pointed his gun at the Chinese shareholders and said with a ferocious expression: "I am only targeting these foreigners. I don't want to mess with you. You'd better behave yourself. I have everyone under my control here, including your families. If you don't want to be wiped out, you'd better cooperate!"

"Wang...Hai...Brother Hai, don't worry, we didn't see anything!" Chen Zhiguang said hurriedly, raising his hand tremblingly.

"Right! We can't see anything!"

"Brother Hai, I beg you, please don't mess with our family..."

The rest of the Chinese shareholders also pleaded for mercy.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Angus did not dare to provoke this madman again. Seeing Wang Hai's gun pointing at him again, he quickly stepped back: "NO! NO! Mr. Wang, you won't get these shares even if you kill us. Killing is illegal, and you are not..."

"Boom!"

Before he could finish his words, Wang Hai fired a shot and Angus fell down with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"I just want my fucking stuff back!"

Wang Hai looked ferocious, took a step back, waved his hand and said: "Kill all these foreign devils!"

Fang Long and others immediately stepped forward, took out pistols from their arms and started shooting.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

There was a series of gunshots, and all the South American shareholders in the conference room, without exception, fell in a pool of blood.

Seven or eight Chinese shareholders were so scared that they huddled together, their faces pale, and some even hid under the table and trembled.

Fang Long and others ignored everyone else and immediately went forward to start cleaning up the scene. They put the bodies into sacks and cleaned the bloodstains with a rag and professional solution, which was very professional.

Wang Hai walked up to Chen Zhiguang and the others with a grim expression and said, "These guys are all drug dealers. Their drug trafficking news will be on the news tomorrow. You should know what to do, right?"

Everyone's face turned pale and they didn't know how to answer.

You killed so many people in front of us, and then you said they were drug dealers. You have a gun, so of course you have the final say.

Seeing that no one was talking, Wang Hai sneered and said, "Don't think I'm lying. Not only are they drug dealers, but Wang Dongyuan is too. They have been secretly selling drugs for years, and I helped them sell those drugs!"

Everyone's eyes widened immediately, their faces filled with disbelief.

Wang Hai ignored their feelings and said coldly: "Tomorrow I will hand over their drug trafficking information to the police. If the police ask, just say they are on the run. Do you understand?"

"Yes Yes!"

Chen Zhiguang was still the first to react, and quickly said: "They are drug dealers, and they all fled for fear of crime!"

"Yes, we know how to do that!"

"Brother Hai, please don't mess with my family!"

The others reacted and started talking.

Wang Hai sneered: "As long as you cooperate well, your family will be fine. If you say something wrong, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Yes!"

"Got it, Brother Hai, we will definitely not talk nonsense!"

Everyone spoke one after another, not daring to have any other thoughts.

Wang Hai is the nephew of Wang Dongyuan. He is famous for his ruthlessness in Hong Kong Island.

They are also shareholders of Dongyuan Group, and Wang Hai knows their background very well. They have no doubt at all whether Wang Hai can do it.

For the sake of my family, I have to be one even if it’s not my first choice!

Seeing this, Wang Hai nodded with satisfaction: "Very good!"

Since he dared to kill these foreigners, he must have thought of a way out.

He has all the drug trafficking information of these people. When he hands it over to the police tomorrow, someone will naturally help him deal with it.

At that time, he will successfully inherit Wang Dongyuan's shares and take over the Dongyuan Group.

He is the boss of both the black and white worlds. He can earn tens of millions or even hundreds of millions every year without doing anything. Who the hell would want to sell drugs?
"Mr. Wang, everything has been taken care of."

At this moment, Fang Long and others dealt with the corpse and stepped forward and said.

Wang Hai turned around and saw that the scene had been cleaned up. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "The remaining $200,000 will be transferred to your card tomorrow. By the way, you guys are very efficient. Do you want to stay and help me in the future?"

"No need."

Fang Long shook his head and said, "I have found a new employer."

"A new employer?"

Wang Hai was stunned for a moment: "Who is it?"

Fang Long smiled slightly: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Di asked me to say hello to you."

"Mr. Dee?"

Wang Hai frowned: "Which Mr. Di..."

Before he could say anything, Fang Long's gun was already pointed at his forehead.

"Boom!"

When the gunshot rang out, Wang Hai's body trembled, his eyes widened, and he slowly fell into a pool of blood.

When he was dying, his eyes were still filled with shock and confusion.

Which Mr. Di is this?

Chen Zhiguang and others were already terrified.

What on earth is going on?
The people brought by Wang Hai first killed these South American devils, and then killed Wang Hai? !

What the hell is this for?!
Fang Long looked calm and waved his hand. The two people behind him immediately stepped forward, skillfully put Wang Hai into a sack, and cleaned up the blood...

Fang Long walked up to Chen Zhiguang and the others and said calmly, "Just do as Wang Hai said. Wang Dongyuan and his nephew and these South Americans are all drug dealers. Tomorrow, the news of their drug trafficking will appear in the newspapers. If the police ask you, just say that they may have all fled for fear of crime. Is there any problem?"

"No...no!"

Chen Zhiguang was startled and nodded quickly.

The others also nodded hurriedly, fearing that they would be shot if they were too late.

"Very good, as long as you cooperate well, I promise that you will still be shareholders and your family will be fine."

Fang Long smiled with satisfaction, then seemed to have thought of something, looked at everyone again, and asked, "Who is in charge of the stock market of your group?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Chen Zhiguang.

Chen Zhiguang showed an ugly smile and stepped forward and said, "Yes...it's me."

"Tomorrow, sell all the stocks of your group. The minimum number should not be less than 40 million shares. But you cannot raise the price. Just sell them at the normal market price. Is there any problem?"

Chen Zhiguang was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "No problem, no problem!"

Fang Long nodded, then walked aside with his cell phone and made a call.

"Hello?" A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

Fang Long immediately said, "Mr. Di, it's all done."

(End of this chapter)