Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 270 How did you manage such a dramatic turnaround?
puff!
Aben spat out the coffee he had just drunk, his eyes wide open, and he remained silent for a long time.

After regaining her senses, she hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed:
"Ah Luo, are you up yet?"

"The sky is falling!"

"...Nonsense?"

"Go out and buy any newspaper, look at the headlines before you talk!"

"...I know you're not very literate, can't you even understand a picture?"

"Hurry up, come to me when you're done watching!"

After hanging up the phone, Aben stared at the newspaper in his hand repeatedly, becoming increasingly alarmed and incredulous. His mind was in turmoil.

"The Rise of a Tycoon?"

"Is 'Handsome Kun' the king?"

"They acquired four foreign firms?"

"And he's a major shareholder of more than a dozen foreign firms?!"

Is this 1981?

Aben raised his wrist to check his watch.
"I'm not dreaming!"

"How is this possible?"

Aben thought for a moment, then made a phone call:
"Uncle Tong, this is Aben. I have a question for you. Is what's in today's newspaper true?"

Uncle Tong countered with a question:
"What is it?"

Aben was speechless.
"It's the front page headline of the newspaper."

Uncle Tong sighed:

"real."

Aben's eyes widened:

"impossible?"

"If it's true, why hasn't your landlords' association reacted?"

Uncle Tong could only manage a wry smile:

“If we had paid attention to them earlier, we would probably be in the same situation as Li Sheng and Wang Sheng now.”

Aben was very puzzled:

"Are there any securities operations in Hong Kong that can bypass the Landlord Association?"

Uncle Tong said speechlessly:
"What are you talking about?"

"Do you really think landlords are omnipotent?"

"Yes, the landlords' association is really powerful, but Wang Sheng's operations are even more impressive."

Aben exclaimed in astonishment:
"Wang Sheng? The Way of the King?"

Uncle Tong said with dissatisfaction:
“Aben, you must show respect to Wang Sheng.”

Aben smiled wryly:
“I’ve long admired him, but I never expected this young man to be so talented.”

Uncle Tong sighed:
"Wang Sheng is amazing. He reminds me of the boss."

Aben was quite shocked.

The "boss" mentioned by Uncle Tong is also known as "Boss Chen," who was the founder and spiritual leader of the landlords' association.

He was not well-known among the citizens of Hong Kong, and was definitely not as famous as Fang Jinxin, Ye Tian, ​​Chen Wanxian and others. However, in the eyes of the real big shots, his status in the underworld was much more powerful than those three.

How could Wang Dao be comparable to Boss Chen?

That's extremely high praise.

Aben frowned and said:
"How exactly did Wang Sheng bypass your operations?"

Uncle Tong sighed:

“We retrieved Wang Sheng’s operation records and found that every single one of his operations was perfect.”

“He made one operation every month, turning the initial capital of two million into the behemoth it is today.”

what? !

Aben almost drowned in his own saliva:
"Two million? How could it possibly be two million?!"

Just kidding!
You invest two million in the stock market, and three months later, you become a Hong Kong tycoon, owning at least one foreign firm.
Isn't this an urban myth?
Uncle Tong sighed:
"If I hadn't seen his transaction history, I wouldn't have believed it was true."

"Wang Sheng's actions were like a gazelle hanging its horns, leaving no trace."

“He initially invested all his funds in a single stock, and over the past three months, the stocks he invested in have all been Hongkong Land, Hutchison Whampoa, Wharf Holdings, and Hongkong Land…”

Do you think an investment of two million is too large?

Aben shook his head:
"Not big!"

In the stock market, two million is not even a ripple on the stock of a foreign firm.

Their daily transaction volume alone reaches hundreds of millions.

What's two million to you?
"It's precisely because they weren't big that we didn't even notice them," Uncle Tong said with a wry smile. "At first glance, Wang Sheng's operation seemed like a long-term strategy."

Aben was taken aback:
"What does it mean?"

Uncle Tong casually said:
"After accumulating chips, he just left them there without making any moves, as if he was completely lying down and letting things take their course."

"If anyone else were in this position, what do you think this guy's intentions would be?"

"No matter how you analyze it, it always seems like you bought stocks just for the sake of buying stocks."

Aben asked, puzzled:
"But if that's the case, how did he manage to double the stock price?"

Uncle Tong sighed:

"This is where the weird part begins."

"Wang Sheng's actions over the past three months have given us an extremely strange feeling."

"Shortly after he buys a stock, someone will make a move on that stock."

“Wang Sheng didn’t do anything at all; he just went with the flow.”

"You want to drive up the stock price? Then go ahead and do it!"

"I'll just wait quietly."

"When he thinks it's about time, he'll suddenly make his move."

"Take profits and exit!"

"How can you investigate this kind of operation?"

"You can't even study if you want to."

How do you know when he's going to leave?

"If you leave too slowly, you'll become the biggest sucker, and you won't even know how you died."

"That's how the tycoon from Landmark died. He was so frustrated that he jumped off the building in front of Mr. Wang."

Aben exclaimed in surprise:
"The landlord of Landmark Group jumped to his death?"

Uncle Tong casually said:
"He's definitely going to die. He lost hundreds of millions of pounds of wealth to the Fog City Trading Company. If he doesn't die, who will?"

"The big merchants of Chongqing will not forgive him."

"At least if he dies, he can protect his family."

"Otherwise, his family members will die with him."

Aben remained silent, then suddenly sensed something was wrong:

"Is there a loophole here?"

"How did Wang Sheng manage to pinpoint that exact moment?"

"He makes seven or eight times his initial investment each time?"

Uncle Tong said in astonishment:
"Who told you that Wang Sheng makes seven or eight times his profit every time?"

Aben countered with:
"If it weren't for seven or eight times the amount, could he have amassed such wealth?"

Uncle Tong corrected:
You're wrong!

"You underestimate Wang Sheng too much."

“Wang Sheng’s operations always yielded profits of nearly twenty times each time.”

The Argentinians were stunned:

"what?!"

"Are you joking?"

Uncle Tong was extremely envious:

"Do you find it incredible?"

"People in our financial industry find it incredible."

But that's reality!

“We’ve discussed this before. Wang Sheng has a natural talent for the stock market. He seems to have a sixth sense and knows which stocks are worth trading.”

Aben frowned and said:
“Isn’t that too exaggerated?”

Uncle Tong shook his head:
"No exaggeration!"

"Some people are born with a sense of danger. Women's sixth sense is very accurate. Why can't Wang Sheng, who has a keen sense of stocks, do the same?"

Aben said cautiously:

"Could it be that Wang Sheng received prior intelligence?"

Uncle Tong laughed:

"I knew you gangsters would have these kinds of conspiracy theories."

"However, such conspiracy theories are understandable. People who don't know the specifics will always use their imagination to guess about things."

Aben exclaimed in astonishment:
"Really?"

Uncle Tong said solemnly:
"no."

"According to our research, Wang Sheng always bought stocks first, and the foreign firms would only set up the scheme after a considerable period of time."

"This time usually takes between seven and ten days."

"Then you know there's no necessary connection between them."

Aben still felt something was wrong, and his uncle told him a secret.
“I contacted Shen Daban, and he told me that he chaired a meeting during one of the schemes, and at that time they hadn’t even chosen a target for the scheme.”

"The target stocks were selected after that meeting."

"But do you know how far back in time this is?"

"Wang Sheng has been accumulating chips for five days already!"

Aben was completely heartbroken:

"No wonder you said it wasn't a leak of intelligence."

Uncle Tong sneered:
"Don't think of those bigwigs from foreign firms as good people. If they really used underhanded tactics to take advantage of them, do you think they would stay so quiet and not make a sound?"

“They had already deployed agents from the police station, the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), and even the Telecommunications Department.”

Aben took a deep breath:
"Uncle Tong, thank you very much."

Uncle Tong suddenly said:
"Do you have any connections? Could you help me make an appointment with Mr. Wang?"

"I want to talk to him."

Aben smiled wryly:
"How am I qualified to see the Way of the King?"

Uncle Tong was very sorry:

"I wonder what kind of future this young hero will become. I really want to get to know him."

Abben immediately lost interest in the call, hurriedly hung up, and stood there in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?"

Aben was startled by the sudden human voices. He looked up and saw that it was a camel.

"when did you come?"

The camel said irritably:

“I arrived while you were on the phone, but I didn’t say anything while you were talking.”

"what is going on?"

Who were you talking to on the phone just now?

Aben smiled wryly and asked:

"Did you see the newspaper?"

Camel cursed, "I saw it! I had Yaoyang read the newspaper to me. It's unbelievable! Liang Kun and Wang Dao have actually become Hong Kong tycoons?"

“I asked him several times, and Yao Yang said that’s what the newspaper said.”

"This is real?"

Aben sighed:

"What 'handsome Kun' and 'King'? That's Li Sheng and Wang Sheng!"

The camel was dumbfounded.

This means that what's written in the newspapers is true.

"How can this be?"

"We're all gangsters, so why are they the ones who get to be rich?"

Aben seemed somewhat dazed.

"I didn't believe it either, so I called Uncle Tong for advice."

The camel suddenly realized:
"Is it the Uncle Tong from the landlords' association you mentioned?"

Aben nodded:
"The landlords' association is something else entirely. Do you remember the stock market crash a few years ago?"

"That was actually a man-made disaster. With the mainland stable, the foreign firms were bound to have a hard time, and some of them wanted to return to the foggy city."

"I'm not willing to sell the trading company and just leave them like this."

"So they concocted a stock market crash specifically to fleece Hong Kong citizens and Chinese businessmen."

"It was at that time that Chinese businessmen united to help each other and that's how the Landlord Association was established."

"What started as a mutual aid organization to stick together for warmth has grown into a behemoth after a few years of development."

“Every move can affect stock market volatility.”

"Even if it's a foreign firm, they can still put up a fight."

The camel curled its lip.
"There's no need to portray them so favorably."

"Wasn't it the same when our organization was first established? We all stuck together for warmth. What's the difference between the early leaders and ordinary people?"

"Once money gets involved, everything changes."

"Do you think the gangs of today still bear any resemblance to the chivalrous organizations of yesteryear?"

"Back then, gangsters worked and ate with everyone else, without any special treatment, and received equal pay for equal work."

"now what?"

"Our lives are something that people like the Blue Lantern and Red Lantern wouldn't even dare to dream of."

"Ah Luo, I bet you, if this landlord's association continues to develop, it will inevitably turn into a monster like a gang!"

Aben paused, thought it over carefully, and agreed with the camel's words:

"Ah Luo, you're right. The landlords' association might definitely change its ways in the future."

The camel sneered:
"It's not that it's impossible, it's that it definitely will!"

"These people can pool their funds and even share information. They've broken all the laws they're allowed to do. How are they any different from our gang?"

"Although I can't recognize all the words, the principles are all there, so what's the difference?"

Aben nodded vigorously:
"You've reminded me, I'll have to be careful of the landlords' association from now on."

The camel asked:

What should we do?

Arben asked:

"What do you mean?"

The camel pointed to the image in the newspaper and said with dissatisfaction:

"Don't play dumb!"

I'm talking about Hung Hing!

Aben was speechless.
"What? You want to fight Hung Hing?"

The camel angrily said:

"Would I be crazy enough to let them do that?"

“We couldn’t beat Hung Hing in the past, and now Hung Hing is more than twice as strong as before, so we can’t beat them at all.”

"What I mean is, will Hung Hing take over our company?"

How should we respond?

Aben shook his head:
"As long as we don't provoke Hung Hing, we'll be fine."

The camel happily said:

"Really?"

He had some doubts.
"What if Ugly Kwan becomes the leader of Hung Hing?"

Aben was speechless at what the camel said.
"You are crazy!"

"How did Leung Kwan become the leader of Hung Hing?"

"Chiang Tin-yeung is eager for Leung Kwan to become the leader, but just think about it, can he really become the leader of Hung Hing?"

The camel, however, had a different opinion:
"If Liang Kun becomes the leader of Hung Hing, he can ruthlessly swallow up the surrounding triads. He won't unify Hong Kong, but achieving a unified Hong Kong is still possible."

"What should we do in this situation?"

Aben was stunned by his idea.

What kind of idiot would do something like that?
After thinking for a moment, he swallowed those words and changed his approach:

Do you think the Governor might also take on the position of the head of the police station?

The camel looked at Aben as if he were a fool:

"The Governor is already the Governor of Hong Kong, why would he lower himself to be a lowly soldier?"

Aben couldn't help but angrily say:

“Brother Kun has become a Hong Kong tycoon. He only looks up and looks up. Why would he lower his head and become the leader of Hung Hing?”

"I'm just asking you, the leader of Hung Hing..."

"What good is it if the leader of a triad society is the biggest?"

"Isn't that just a short mule?!"

"Do you think someone like Liang Kun, who is capable of competing for the Justice of the Peace, would want to be the leader of a short mule?"

The camel breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's good, that's good!"

Aben shook his head:
"No, no, no, that's not good!"

The camel's heart tightened as it asked:
"What's wrong?!"

Aben smiled wryly:
"Our relationship with Handsome Kun wasn't exactly good before..."

"I need to find a way to meet with Liang Kun."

The camel casually remarked:
"Then let's go to Qiankun Film and Television Company!"

Aben exclaimed incredulously:
"What is their status now?"

"How dare you, a short mule, just see him whenever you want?"

"They own several foreign firms."

How do you know where he is?

"Even if you know where he is, can you just see him whenever you want?"

"Aren't you being a little too naive?"

The camel was speechless.

"What should I do?"

Aben gritted his teeth and said:
"We have no choice but to take a roundabout approach!"

The camel suddenly said:
Do you have their phone number?

Aben speaks the truth:

"Yes, I have Wang Sheng's phone number."

The camel asked, puzzled:
"Why don't you give Wang Sheng a call?"

Aben smiled wryly:
"I can not!"

The camel cursed:

"Eggs scattered!"

"You don't even dare to make a phone call? Are you still the head of our Dongxing branch?"

Aben placed the phone in front of him:
"Or you can do it?"

The camel immediately fell silent:
"Am I bad at playing?"

Aben mocked:
"You clearly wouldn't dare!"

The two of them stared at each other, wide-eyed.

This is not their fault.

I really don't dare!
The newspapers had talked about Wang Dao's wealth, and just thinking about those numbers made the two of them feel immense pressure.

When wealth reaches a certain level, it can be so overwhelming that it can crush a person.

These two renowned figures in the martial arts world have chickened out!

After a long stalemate, the camel finally couldn't help but say:
"Things always need to be resolved. Why don't you make a phone call and see?"

Aben gritted his teeth and dialed the number, then breathed a sigh of relief after a while.

The camel asked:

"It's connected?"

Aben smiled and said:
"Busy!"

The camel cursed:

"What are you happy about the line being busy?"

Aben sighed:

"I'm under a lot of pressure."

He took a deep breath and dialed again, but the line was still busy. It took a full three minutes for the call to be connected.

Aben quickly put on a smile and said:

"Mr. Wang, it's me, Ah Ben. Congratulations on becoming a Hong Kong tycoon."

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Uncle Ben, what made you suddenly decide to call me?"

Aben gritted his teeth and asked directly:
"Mr. Wang, I won't take up any more of your time. I just wanted to ask you, does Hung Hing have any plans to unify the martial arts world?"

The camel nudged him.

"We at Dongxing will definitely lend a hand."

Wang Dao laughed heartily:

"Mr. Jiang would be terrified if he heard that."

"Uncle Ben, anyone who wants to unify the martial arts world now is courting death. The foreigners won't let you do that."

I know why you're calling.

"Neither Brother Kun nor I have any intention of getting involved in the underworld. Our two gangs are not far apart. When have you ever seen us patrolling our territory?"

"Our goal has always been very clear: to do business!"

Aben quickly said:
"So what are the arrangements for Dongxing?"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Uncle Ben, how can I, a member of Hung Hing, answer questions about the Tung Hing affair?"

"As long as you don't violate Brother Kun's taboos, you can do whatever you want according to the rules of the underworld."

"However, let me make this clear from the beginning..."

"Anyone who touches powder deserves to die."

"This is the bottom line!"

(End of this chapter)