Hong Kong General: Undercover and Liansheng, from 49 to leader

Chapter 184 [183] ​​The stock market is your toy, and you are my toy
At noon that day, Chen Zhan was in his villa in Repulse Bay.

"Rundong, you are a very busy man now. It is not easy to ask you out once."

Chen Zhan looked at Lin Rundong who was sitting opposite him and said with a smile.

"Something went wrong in America in the past half month. It was very tricky, so I had to go there in person."

Lin Rundong replied with a smile.

"Is there a problem with the Hongmen?"

After hearing Lin Rundong's words, Chen Zhan's eyes moved and he asked with a smile.

Lin Rundong didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

"There are so many gangs in the world, but the Hongmen is the most complicated one. There are many factions in it, and they fight against each other. If it wasn't for my uncle insisting on doing business with the Hongmen, I wouldn't want to take their orders."

Chen Zhan shook his head and smiled.

"Who says it isn't?"

Lin Rundong also nodded in response.

"Rundong, an old friend wants to see you."

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Lin Rundong, Chen Zhancai brought the topic to the main point.

"Old friend?"

After hearing Chen Zhan's words, Lin Rundong's eyes moved slightly.

"Mr. Lin, long time no see."

Just then, Huo Zhaotang walked out of a room, looked at Lin Rundong and said with a smile.

"Huo Zhaotang, you are not dead?"

After seeing Huo Zhaotang, Lin Rundong's pupils shrank and his tone was full of surprise.

After the vault of Huo’s Bank was robbed, the chairman Huo Zhaotang also disappeared. Everyone thought that Huo Zhaotang was kidnapped by the bank robbers. He must have been killed since he had not been seen for such a long time.

Lin Rundong never expected that Huo Zhaotang would appear in front of him.

Thinking of this, Lin Rundong's eyes changed slightly. He glanced at Chen Zhan who was sitting next to him, and then looked at Huo Zhaotang who was standing in front of him, as if he had thought of something.

"Mr. Lin, I can tell you that the robbery of Huo's Bank and my disappearance were all a scheme set up by me and Brother Zhan."

"Our goal is to make Huo's Bank go bankrupt and liquidate. Then we will buy up all Huo's Bank stocks on the market. After that, the stolen deposits will be found by the police. In addition, with your landlords' operations in the stock market, Huo's Bank's stock price will return to its peak at that time."

At this point, Huo Zhaotang paused for a moment, then slowly said, "We have calculated that this time, we can make at least 10 billion Hong Kong dollars in profit."

‘Boom~’

Huo Zhaotang's words were like a thunderclap, shocking Lin Rundong so much that he was speechless.

But after a moment, Lin Rundong figured everything out. No wonder Huo Zhaotang was kidnapped so easily and the vault of Huo’s Bank was robbed so easily. It turned out that everything was a plan by Chen Zhan and Huo Zhaotang.

It's no wonder this is all a setup.

"Mr. Huo, Azan, why did you tell me this?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, Lin Rundong discovered the "highlight".

"Rundong, because our strength is not enough, not only you, but Zhuoqun will be here soon. This time, the three of us will be the banker."

Chen Zhan said with a smile.

“Why not bring Uncle Tong and Uncle Shengyun in as well?”

Lin Rundong continued to ask.

"Rundong, think about it, why would Mr. Huo, who is the chairman of a group with a market value of tens of billions, choose to short his own company with us?"

Chen Zhan did not answer Lin Rundong's question, but asked him a question in return.

"..."

When Lin Rundong heard Chen Zhan's question, his eyes moved, but he did not speak. Instead, he waited for Chen Zhan's next words.

"Rundong, you have worked with Mr. Huo before, so you should know the relationship between Mr. Huo and Uncle Tong. I tell you the truth, if Mr. Huo doesn't play this drama with me, Uncle Tong will take action against him soon."

Chen Zhan said quietly.

"impossible?"

Lin Rundong spoke immediately.

But his tone wasn't that firm.

"Think about how Uncle Xiang died. You don't really think he died of a sudden heart attack, do you?"

Chen Zhan said softly.

"Azan, what do you mean?"

A hint of suspicion flashed across Lin Rundong's eyes.

"You should have heard Ajin's voice, right?"

While Chen Zhan was speaking, he took out a player and handed it to Lin Rundong.

Lin Rundong subconsciously took the player, put the earphones into his ears, and pressed the play button.

Then, his expression became more and more ugly.

Lu Yaowen not only asked Ajin to tell the story of Huang Shitong killing Sima Xiang, but also the stories of Lin Rundong, Chen Zhan, Ma Zhuoqun and Huo Zhaotang. He also asked Ajin to tell the story according to the script.

A few minutes later, Lin Rundong took out the earphones from his ears and looked at Chen Zhan intently.

"Rundong, Uncle Tong doesn't consider us as his own people at all. As long as we are useless or a threat to him, he will deal with us immediately, so we must be on guard. The first thing is to accumulate our own strength."

Chen Zhan said slowly.

"Brother Zhan, you are right. You can't trust anyone in this world except the money in your own hand."

Lin Rundong has completely believed what Chen Zhan said, and even the way he addresses Chen Zhan has quietly changed.

"Rundong, my plan is that after Zhuoqun arrives, the four of us will sign an agreement. Each of us can own 25% of Huo's Bank's stock. We will work together to buy up the stock of Huo's Bank."

At this point, Chen Zhan turned his head to look at Huo Zhaotang and said with a smile: "Mr. Huo is not convenient to show up anymore. When the stock price of Huo's Bank rises to 10 Hong Kong dollars per share, the three of us will buy the stocks in Mr. Huo's hands again so that he can rest assured and enjoy his retirement."

After hearing Chen Zhan's proposal, Lin Rundong nodded slowly.

But he didn't know that this agreement would be his death warrant.

The crime of manipulating the stock market can be either big or small. People like Chen Zhan and Lin Rundong manipulated companies with a market value of tens of billions to cause bankruptcy, resulting in losses for tens of thousands of Hong Kong stock investors. With such a bad impact, no matter how good their relationship with the Securities and Futures Commission and the foreigners is, the foreigners will not be able to protect them.

At that time, Lin Rundong and Ma Zhuoqun had to either listen to Lu Yaowen and work with him to deal with Huang Shitong, or pay a huge amount of compensation and go to jail.

However, Lin Rundong and Ma Zhuoqun who came later were already blinded by the billions of profits. In their view, Huo Zhaotang and Chen Zhan had also signed an agreement, which meant they were just grasshoppers on the same boat and it was impossible for them to jump ship...

……

On the other side, inside the Tao Le Restaurant in Central.

"Didn't I already give each of you 10 million Hong Kong dollars? Why do you want more money?"

Li Zhihui looked at Hong Ning and Ai Lian who were sitting opposite him and asked.

"The 10 million Hong Kong dollars is the money to protect your paparazzi. We have to go against Wo Luen Sheng for your 10 million Hong Kong dollars, and we have already suffered a great loss. Now you want us to send people to beat up reporters from other newspapers. This is a big risk, and we will definitely have to pay more."

Ailian said lightly.

"..."

After hearing Ailian's words, Li Zhihui frowned slightly, and after pondering for more than ten seconds, he asked, "How much do you want?"

"Ten million more."

It was Hong Ning who spoke this time.

"Ten million?"

Li Zhihui's expression suddenly changed.

In the past few days, more than 30 paparazzi under his command were beaten and injured, which already made him very dissatisfied with Hong Ning, Ailian and Jiang Tiansheng. Now Hong Ning and Ailian even want to add another 10 million, which makes Li Zhihui very unhappy.

"Mr. Li, if you think it's expensive, forget it."

Before Ailian finished her words, she made a move to stand up.

Li Zhihui saw this and said quickly, "You two, as long as you can do the things I arranged, money is not a problem. I can pay a deposit of 5 million Hong Kong dollars first."

This time Li Zhihui learned his lesson and did not pay the money all at once.

"Mr. Li, you are not sincere. If you are not willing to give us 10 million, why are you looking for us? You should find someone else."

After Li Zhihui finished speaking, Hong Ning immediately began to question.

"..."

After struggling for a few seconds, Li Zhihui finally nodded and said, "Today, 10 million Hong Kong dollars will be transferred to your account."

At this moment, Li Zhihui's hatred towards Lu Yaowen reached a new high. If this loser hadn't been determined to pick a fight with him, Li Zhihui, why would he need to pay 50 million Hong Kong dollars?

In other words, he was supported by a foreigner, otherwise the 50 million Hong Kong dollars would have bankrupted Li Zhihui.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li, I will do the job after I receive the money, and I will definitely make you satisfied."

Seeing Li Zhihui nod, Hong Ning said with a smile.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Hong and I mean the same thing."

Ailian also said immediately.

Li Zhihui felt very distressed during the meal. After Ailian and Hong Ning left, he immediately took out his cell phone and dialed Chen Jiahao's number.

"Jiahao, it's me."

After the call was connected, Li Zhihui spoke.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Chen Jiahao asked immediately.

"Let all our paparazzi stop working first, and suspend their salaries. We will pay them when we can resume work."

Li Zhihui said slowly.

"Boss, are the salaries of those injured paparazzi in the hospital going to be suspended as well?"

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Jiahao asked.

"What? You haven't stopped paying those people's salaries yet?"

After hearing what Chen Jiahao said, Li Zhihui asked in shock.

"Boss, they were injured because of the newspaper after all..."

Chen Jiahao wanted to explain a few words, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Li Zhihui: "Jiahao, Hong Kong Island is a market economy. We need to pay money for valuable things. Things without value are worthless."

"I'm willing to help them pay for their medical expenses, which is the best I can do. If they don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who can do it."

"..."

After hearing what Li Zhihui said, Chen Jiahao frowned and was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Boss, I understand what you mean."

"Well, I'm glad you understand. Don't worry, everything will be back to normal in at most half a month."

Li Zhihui said lightly.

After hearing what Li Zhihui said, a trace of confusion flashed in Chen Jiahao's eyes. He was not sure whether what Li Zhihui said was true or false.

……

That evening, No. 90 Shanghai Street.

"Ah Wen, with just one order from you, Li Zhihui has lost another 20 million Hong Kong dollars."

Ailian told Lu Yaowen in detail how she and Hong Ning teamed up to extort 20 million from Li Zhihui at noon today.

"He's a fat pig raised by a foreigner. I can't bear to kill him without letting him bleed more."

Lu Yaowen replied with a smile.

"Why, you still want to let his blood flow?"

Ailian's eyes flashed and she asked with a smile.

"Sister Ailian, it seems that you have become addicted to letting Li Zhihui bleed?"

Lu Yaowen joked.

“Who wouldn’t be addicted to free money?”

Ailian glanced at Lu Yaowen and asked back.

"It's a pity that this guy probably doesn't have much money left. It's time to kill him."

Lu Yaowen said with regret.

Being able to come up with 50 million in cash is almost the limit for a businessman of Li Zhihui's size.

"Awen, I still have to remind you that he is the ghost's dog. You must protect yourself when you kill him."

Ai Lian said with concern. "Don't worry, Sister Ai Lian, after this guy gave you all his blood, he sucked the blood from his own employees and stopped paying all the paparazzi, including the more than 30 injured paparazzi. He is courting death."

Lu Yaowen said with a smile.

……

The next night, in a hospital in Kowloon.

A woman opened her lunch box and handed a spoon to the man.

"Awen, how is Xiaobao now?"

The man took the spoon with his left hand and asked while scooping the porridge in the lunch box.

The woman lowered her head and remained silent.

"How is Xiaobao now?"

Seeing this, the man immediately asked.

"I didn't pay the money today, and Xiaobao has been asked by the doctor to be discharged from the hospital."

Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, the woman could only answer.

"Didn't we agree before that Third Aunt would lend us money for emergency? Why don't you go and borrow from her?"

The man said immediately.

"I went to look for her. Auntie San heard that Fruit Daily would not pay you, so she changed her mind and refused to lend you money."

The woman whispered.

"Oh shit!"

The man cursed angrily, and then he continued, "Xiaobao's illness must be cured. Go borrow some loan sharking money and get through this first."

"Acong, Guili can't touch you."

The woman said immediately.

"You can't just watch Xiaobao die, can you? Listen to me, go borrow the loan shark, and when my right hand is healed, I can start working, and then we can slowly pay back the loan shark."

Acong said immediately.

‘Dong dong dong~’

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Acong, long time no see."

Hearing the voice, Acong and his wife looked in the direction of the voice.

"you are?"

Looking at the strange man in front of him, Acong was confused.

"I also lived in Tsz On Estate. We played together when we were young. My name was Awang. Don't you remember me?"

Awang said with a smile.

Hearing what Awang said, Acong seemed to have some impression and forced a smile on his face: "Awang, what's the matter?"

"I heard that you were injured, so I came to see you."

Awang raised the bag of fruit in his hand and replied with a smile.

"Awang, you are really too polite."

A hint of emotion flashed in Acong's eyes.

Then, Awang exchanged a few pleasantries with Acong and told Acong some interesting stories that happened in Tsz On Estate, which completely dispelled Acong's doubts about Awang.

"Sister-in-law, I see you are uneasy. Is it because no one is taking care of the children at home?"

After getting familiar with Acong, Awang looked at Acong's wife and asked with a smile.

Acong's wife was still a little reserved in front of strangers. She didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

"Sister-in-law, go home and be with the kids. I'll be watching over them here. It'll be fine."

Awang said with a smile.

"Yes, Ning, you go home and accompany Xiaobao. I will chat with Awang for a while."

When Acong heard what Awang said, he also became worried about his sick child and asked his wife to go home quickly.

After Acong's wife left, Awang chatted with Acong for a few more words before saying goodbye and leaving.

In the next few days, Awang seemed to hit it off with Acong and came to chat with Acong almost every day.

The two became more and more familiar with each other, and Ah Cong gradually opened up to Ah Wang: "Hey, Ah Wang, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I tell you this. I used to be a paparazzi for Fruit Daily, earning more than 10,000 Hong Kong dollars a month, which was enough to support my family and pay for my little boy's medical treatment."

"As a result, that bastard Li Zhihui stopped paying our salaries. My little boy was kicked out of the hospital because he didn't have the medical expenses..."

Speaking of this, Acong was in an unusually low mood.

"Acong, it's a pity that I don't have much money, otherwise..."

Before Awang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Acong: "Awang, I don't mean to borrow money from you."

"Actually, I have an idea..."

At this time, Awang seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Awang, what do you have to say? Tell me about it."

Acong asked immediately.

"Acong, Li Zhihui has ruined many big stars and offended many bosses. Many people have given him bonuses, and the total bounty is more than one million..."

"If you take these orders, I can teach you a method. You only need to go to jail for three years at most..."

Awang leaned close to Acong's ear and spoke slowly.

……

A new day, Yaowen Films.

"Brother Wen, 'A Man's Martial Arts' is so popular that the box office for the premiere has already exceeded 10 million. The cinema managers' predictions are all over 50 million. 50 million, that's enough to break the box office record in Hong Kong!"

Ah Xing stood in front of Lu Yaowen with an excited look on her face, gesticulating and talking.

"Fifty million is still a little too little. I'll call Long Wei later and ask him to recruit more stars to promote the event in major cinemas."

Lu Yaowen said lightly.

"what?"

After hearing what Lu Yaowen said, Axing was stunned.

Is 50 million Hong Kong dollars box office not enough?
"Ah Xing, what you need to do now is not to worry about the movie box office, but to quickly make a new movie."

Lu Yaowen ignored Ah Xing's doubts and continued
"Brother Wen, the film has been shot for the most part. I will be able to finish editing it in a week at most."

Ah Xing said immediately.

"So fast?"

Now it was Lu Yaowen's turn to be surprised. He remembered that he had only handed the script to Ah Xing about ten days ago.

"Brother Wen, the actors you found are amazing. They are all masters. There is no need to borrow a camera for the fighting scenes. There are so many wonderful fighting scenes. I was so excited watching them on the spot."

Ah Xing even suspected whether Lu Yaowen really borrowed these masters from the prison's black boxing to make the movie.

"Just get your blood boiling, and finish the film quickly, so it can be the successor to 'A Man's Martial Arts'."

Lu Yaowen said with a smile.

After finishing the conversation with Ah Xing, Lu Yaowen picked up his phone and dialed Tang Sibo's number.

"Manager Tang, I need your help with something."

After the call was connected, Lu Yaowen said with a smile.

"Mr. Lu, if there is anything we can help you with, just let me know."

Tang Sibo's tone was very polite.

Obviously, at this moment, Lu Yaowen is more than qualified to be patriotic.

"Manager Tang, I want to pay for the advertising columns of all newspapers under your United Publishing Company for the next seven days."

Lu Yaowen said with a smile.

"Mr. Lu, with such a big investment, what do you want to advertise?"

Tang Sibo asked curiously.

"I'll send someone to give you the seven-day schedule later."

Lu Yaowen said with a smile.

He wanted to promote the boxing match between Xiahou Wu and Feng Yuxiu in Kowloon Arena in conjunction with the movie "One Man's Martial Arts" to attract the attention of all Hong Kong Island citizens.

"Okay, Mr. Lu."

Tang Sibo immediately nodded in response.

"By the way, Manager Tang, there is one more thing. Regarding the recent beating of a newspaper reporter, will your press have any action?"

Lu Yaowen continued to ask.

"Mr. Lu, our various newspapers and publishing companies are preparing to organize a march to protest your organization's violent interference in news reporting. You'd better prepare in advance."

After hearing Lu Yaowen's question, Tang Sibo's tone sank and he spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, Manager Tang, this matter will be resolved soon."

Lu Yaowen said with a smile.

……

On the other side, inside the headquarters of Fruit Daily.

"If you don't write about celebrity gossip, can't you write about anything else?"

Li Zhihui roared.

After the paparazzi were stopped, within just a few days, the sales of Fruit Daily dropped from 80,000 copies a day to 6,000 copies a day. It was not just a halving, it was a severe slash.

Li Zhihui knew that if this situation continued for a few days, the foreigners would call him.

"..."

After hearing Li Zhihui's roar, all the editors of Fruit Daily, including the editor-in-chief Chen Jiahao, fell silent.

They also feel that they are wronged. The original positioning of Fruit Daily was celebrity gossip. People in Hong Kong bought this newspaper for this. Now that the gossip is gone, who would still buy it?

To read about people’s livelihood, people buy Sing Tao Daily; to read novels, people buy Ming Pao; to read the news, people buy Ta Kung Pao.

"I'm giving you three days. If not to get the sales back to 80,000 copies, at least get it back to 10,000 copies."

Li Zhihui also knew the nature of his Fruit Daily, so he did not make any outrageous demands. He just wanted to make it over ten thousand so that he could have an explanation in front of the foreigners.

After hearing Li Zhihui's words, editors including Chen Jiahao all breathed a sigh of relief.

Only after reprimanding the editors of Fruit Daily did Li Zhihui leave the headquarters of Fruit Daily.

But he didn't see that when he left, an editor standing in the corner picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Li Zhihui is gone."

After the call was connected, the editor whispered.

At the same time, on Hennessy Road, where the Fruit Daily headquarters is located, a dump truck was parked quietly on the side of the road.

In the car, a man with a bandage on his right hand suddenly poured half a bottle of white wine into his mouth, then started the dump truck and drove towards the Fruit Daily headquarters.

At this time, Li Zhihui had just walked out of the door of the office building where Fruit Daily was located and was about to get into his Mercedes-Benz.

Because he offended so many people, Li Zhihui always had four armed bodyguards with him whenever he traveled. Also because of this, Li Zhihui hardly ever worried about his own safety.

He didn't believe that someone in Hong Kong could kill him in broad daylight under the protection of four armed bodyguards.

Just as Li Zhihui got into the Mercedes-Benz and was about to close the door, he suddenly saw a dump truck speeding towards him at a speed of 80 miles per hour.

"quick……"

Before Li Zhihui could finish his words, a dump truck rammed hard into the Mercedes-Benz sedan he was riding in.

There was a loud bang.

The dump truck was going at an extremely fast speed, and its huge weight meant that after it hit the Mercedes-Benz car, it continued to move forward and directly crashed the Mercedes-Benz car into the load-bearing wall of the office building. Almost instantly, the Mercedes-Benz car turned from a four-wheeled vehicle into a "two-wheeled vehicle".

One of Li Zhihui's bodyguards who had not yet gotten into the car and had luckily escaped the disaster suddenly reacted. He quickly ran to the Mercedes-Benz sedan and looked carefully for half a minute, but could not find Li Zhihui's body.

A mud truck, going 80 miles per hour, even a god would be killed, let alone a dog raised by a foreigner...

　Brothers, this plot is too difficult to write, so I posted it late... There is another chapter in the evening, I will post it at 9 o'clock if it is early, and at 10 o'clock if it is late...

　　
　
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