Hong Kong films: From street thugs to Hong Kong financial tycoons

Deep Water Bay, Hong Kong, a top-tier golf club.

Inside a luxurious and secluded VIP room, amidst swirling smoke, several Hong Kong business tycoons with graying hair and impeccably tailored suits sat around a sofa, their faces so gloomy they seemed to drip water.

Seated in the main seat was Xu Tianheng, the head of Xu's Shipping.

A few days ago at the Peninsula Hotel, his son Xu Shijie was forced to wet his pants in public by Lin Yao, which is the greatest disgrace in the Xu family's century-long history.

"My old friends, you all know the situation."

Xu Tianheng took a deep drag on his cigar, suppressing his anger as he said, "That Lin Yao, this outsider, is a complete mad dog who doesn't follow the rules. He made 30 billion yuan in cash during the stock market crash and now he's attacking everyone he meets."

"Buying movie theaters, buying bankrupt buildings, and even going to the New Territories to get involved in semiconductor chips!"

A portly real estate tycoon standing nearby sneered, "Brother Xu, what are you afraid of? Even if he has 30 billion, with this kind of spending, his cash flow will eventually be drained by himself."

"Do you think we don't know what a bottomless pit semiconductors are? The Americans spent hundreds of billions of dollars to develop it, and he dares to touch it with a mere few hundred billion Hong Kong dollars? He's practically courting death!"

"That's right!"

Another banker wearing gold-rimmed glasses chimed in, "I checked through my connections; he just transferred a billion to that crappy tech factory's account a couple of days ago to buy equipment."

"And he's throwing money around the world hiring engineers from Silicon Valley. This kid's expansion is way too big; his cash flow is definitely at its limit!"

Upon hearing this, the wealthy men in the private room all revealed a cold smile.

A business empire isn't built in a day. In their eyes, Lin Yao's nouveau riche approach was a complete blunder, showing a complete lack of understanding of economic principles.

"Therefore, this afternoon's auction of the Central Plot No. 4 is the perfect opportunity for us to teach him a lesson!"

Xu Tianheng slammed his cigar down in the ashtray, a sinister glint in his eyes.

"The No. 4 plot in Central is a true feng shui treasure in Hong Kong, and it is a prime piece of land that our old Qian family is determined to acquire."

"If we join forces and pool together a cash pool of 5 billion, we can definitely crush that kid at the auction."

"We want to show him, in front of all the Hong Kong media, who really calls the shots in Central!"

"Let's do it! Fifty billion! Let's crush that bumpkin!"

At this moment, the alliance of the old Qian family reached an unprecedented consensus. They seemed to already see Lin Yao's embarrassed appearance at the auction, blushing and slinking away because he did not have enough funds.

……

2 PM, Hong Kong Land Transaction Center.

The place had long been surrounded by cameras and microphones from various financial media outlets.

Today is not only the first large-scale land auction held by Hong Kong authorities since the stock market crash, but also the day when the last prime piece of land in Central, Plot No. 4, is looking for a new owner.

This land is vast and in an impeccable location. Whoever acquires it and builds a skyscraper there will undoubtedly create a new commercial landmark in Hong Kong.

Inside the venue, the atmosphere was solemn and respectful. Xu Tianheng and other bigwigs from the old Qian family had taken their seats in the VIP seats in the first row early on.

They were all impeccably dressed in suits, with composed smiles on their faces, waving to familiar reporters from time to time, displaying the heritage and demeanor of a century-old prestigious family.

"It's almost time, why hasn't that guy surnamed Lin arrived yet?"

Xu Tianheng glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist and frowned slightly.

"Heh, I guess they're too scared to show their faces now that they know we've joined forces."

The real estate tycoon next to him sneered sarcastically.

Just then.

"Bang!"

The two heavy glass doors of the auction center hall were pushed open from the outside without any politeness, and all eyes were instantly focused on them, with camera flashes going off like crazy in broad daylight.

Lin Yao was dressed in a well-tailored, pure black Armani handmade suit, but to everyone's surprise, he was wearing a white cotton T-shirt with a Pikachu pattern underneath.

He wasn't even wearing a tie, and his buttons were undone, exuding a natural air of roguishness and languor.

He strolled in slowly, hands in his pockets and chewing Big Bubble Gum, as if taking a walk in his own backyard.

Following behind him was Thirteen Sister, dressed in a bright red women's suit and wearing sunglasses, and Chen Zheng, the chief trader, who carried a briefcase and was meticulous.

Of course, there were also twenty expressionless thugs in suits on the perimeter, who kept the reporters who tried to approach for interviews at least three meters away.

"Mr. Lin, are you here today also for the Central land auction?"

"Mr. Lin, there are rumors circulating that Yaosheng Capital is experiencing a cash flow problem. Is that true?"

Faced with a barrage of questions from reporters, Lin Yao didn't even lift his eyelids, but simply blew out a pink bubble and popped it with a "pop."

He walked to the first row, completely ignoring the seats arranged by the organizers, and plopped down in the empty seat next to Xu Tianheng, stretching his long legs out in an extremely arrogant manner.

Xu Tianheng turned his head and looked at the culprit who had made his son wet his pants. He suppressed his anger and sneered, "Boss Lin is really in a good mood. Dressed like this to attend the highest-level land auction, anyone who doesn't know better would think you're here to shop at the vegetable market."

Lin Yao turned his head and glanced at Xu Tianheng.

Who are you?

A game-winning shot! It's that classic game-winning shot again!

Last time at the Peninsula Hotel, Lin Yao used those three words to thoroughly humiliate Xu Shijie's pride. Now that it's Xu's father, the treatment is exactly the same.

Xu Tianheng was so angry that his beard trembled, and his face turned pale and then red: "I am Xu Tianheng, the chairman of Xu's Shipping!"

"Oh, that unlucky old man who sank three ships."

Lin Yao nodded as if he had just realized something, but his perfunctory tone made one want to punch him.

"What, did the insurance company pay you out? You have time to come here and join in the fun."

"you!"

Xu Tianheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood. You shouldn't hit someone in the face or expose their shortcomings. This kid was practically dancing wildly on his artery.

"Lin Yao, stop with your empty words!"

The real estate tycoon standing nearby couldn't stand it any longer and shouted angrily, "Our Old Money Alliance is determined to get this plot of land, number four, today. If you're trying to scam us, I suggest you check your bank account balance first!"

Lin Yao looked at them as if they were mentally challenged, shook his head helplessly, and turned to Chen Zheng, saying, "Old Chen, has the air quality in Hong Kong deteriorated recently? Why are there so many barking old dogs everywhere?"

Chen Zheng adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and replied seriously, "Boss, maybe it's because of the recent stock market crash that there are more stray dogs."

"Pfft!"

Thirteen Sister, standing behind, couldn't help but burst out laughing. The two of them were absolutely amazing at cursing without using any vulgar language.

The bigwigs of the Old Money Alliance were trembling with anger and about to explode when the auctioneer on the stage slammed his gavel down.

"Distinguished guests, please be quiet!"

The auctioneer's voice echoed through the hall.

"Now, we will officially begin the most important agenda item of the day: the auction of Central Plot No. 4. This plot of land is vast and has an extremely high floor area ratio. It is currently the only vacant plot in Central that can be developed into a large-scale commercial complex."

"Starting bid: HK$2 billion. Minimum bid increment: HK$50 million. Bidding now begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to freeze for a second. The starting bid of 2 billion yuan immediately deterred 99% of the developers.

"Twenty-one billion!"

A second-tier developer tentatively raised a sign.

"Two billion!"

"Twenty-five billion!"

Prices are slowly rising, but the real giants haven't entered the fray yet.

Xu Tianheng sneered, gave the real estate tycoon next to him a look, and the tycoon understood, immediately raising his bidding paddle and shouting in a booming voice, "Thirty billion!"

boom!

A gasp erupted in the hall. A direct price increase of 500 million—the Old Money Alliance had finally made its move, and with an overwhelming force at that.

Those developers who were just tentatively testing the waters shook their heads and put down their signs. When gods fight, mortals suffer; they didn't want to get involved in that mess.

Xu Tianheng straightened his suit and tie, turned to look at Lin Yao, who was still slumped in his chair chewing bubble gum, and said provocatively, "Boss Lin, why aren't you raising your paddle? Didn't you claim to be rich and powerful? Did you burn through your money buying scrap metal from semiconductors?"

Lin Yao sighed, spat the tasteless chewing gum into a tissue, wrapped it up, and handed it to the scumbag behind him to throw away.

He sat up straight, stretched, and his bones cracked.

"I wanted to sleep a little longer, but someone just had to keep buzzing in my ear."

Lin Yao turned his head and looked at Xu Tianheng. There was no anger in his eyes, only a pure and condescending contempt.

"Old Xu, you guys got together and racked your brains for ages, and all you came up with was 3 billion?"

Lin Yao retorted mercilessly, "I'm ashamed for you. Is the Qian family's wealth really worth just a few coins?"

Xu Tianheng laughed angrily, "Arrogant! Then you have the guts to name your price. If you can suppress our 5 billion yuan alliance funds today, I, Xu Tianheng, will walk out of this door upside down!"

Five billion!

All the reporters and celebrities present gasped in shock. Several families had actually pooled together a full 5 billion in cash to deal with Lin Yao. This was an absolutely terrifying force capable of sweeping through the Hong Kong business world.

"Fifty billion, is that a lot?"

Lin Yao smiled slightly. He didn't even bother to pick up the number plate on the table and simply raised his right hand.

Under the gaze of hundreds of people in the audience, Lin Yao's voice, though not loud, clearly reached the eardrums of everyone present, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

"Ten billion."

Silence. The entire auction center was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The auctioneer's mouth was agape, and the small gavel in his hand froze in mid-air, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

All the reporters forgot to press the shutter button, all the wealthy businessmen forgot to breathe, the cold smile on Xu Tianheng's face froze instantly, his pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme, and his eyeballs almost popped out of his crotch.

One hundred billion, jumping directly from three billion to a whopping one hundred billion?

This isn't just buying land, this is like bombarding the entire Hong Kong real estate market with nuclear weapons!

That's an outrageous offer! Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about numbers?!

"You...you're insane!"

The real estate tycoon suddenly stood up, pointed at Lin Yao, his finger trembling like that of a late-stage Parkinson's patient.

"Ten billion? Do you even know that even if you build the tallest building in Hong Kong on this land, the total cost wouldn't be worth ten billion? This is malicious bidding! Do you even have that much money?!"

"Old Chen."

Lin Yao didn't even glance at him, and snapped his fingers.

Chen Zheng immediately took out an asset certificate bearing the official seal of HSBC's headquarters from his briefcase and slapped it directly onto the real estate tycoon's face.

"Open your dog eyes and look carefully. This is our boss's current account cash deposit certificate at HSBC. It's not much, only a little over 20 billion."

Chen Zheng pushed up his glasses, his tone calm, yet his words were incredibly impactful.

More than 20 billion yuan in readily available cash? All the old money family members present felt as if their hearts had been smashed hard with a sledgehammer.

Several older people started rolling their eyes and quickly pulled out nitroglycerin pills from their pockets and stuffed them into their mouths.

Cash and assets are two different concepts. Their family is said to be worth tens of billions, but that's all in stocks, fleets of ships, and real estate. Being able to scrape together 5 billion in cash is already a huge feat.

And this young man in front of me has over 20 billion yuan lying in his bank account, which he uses as pocket money?

A dimensional reduction attack, an ultimate crushing force of money with no suspense and no logic whatsoever!

"Ten billion, for the first time!"

The auctioneer finally came to his senses, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Ten billion, for the second time!"

"Is there anyone else willing to raise the price? Any of you big shots from the Old Money Alliance, are you going to bid further?"

The auctioneer, utterly lacking in tact, looked at Xu Tianheng.

"Add my ass!" Xu Tianheng felt like he was about to have a stroke. "Add what? Add my life?!"

"when!"

A crisp sound of the gavel falling.

"10 billion, third time, sold! Congratulations to Mr. Lin Yao for acquiring the No. 4 plot of land in Central!"

The entire venue erupted in deafening gasps and a barrage of flashes from cameras. The most expensive piece of land in Hong Kong's history was born in the most absurd and brutal way.

Lin Yao stood up, straightened his Armani suit, and looked down at Xu Tianheng, whose face was ashen.

"Old Xu, were you the one who said you walked out upside down?"

Lin Yao's lips curled into a devilish smile.

"Hey, go help Mr. Xu. He's old and his bones are brittle. Don't let him fall."

"Yes, boss!"

With a sneer, the savage dog strode toward Xu Tianheng with two thugs in suits.

"What...what do you want to do? This is a public place, don't do anything reckless!"

Xu Tianheng turned pale with fright and retreated repeatedly, but the thug in the suit didn't care about that and simply picked up the head of the old Qian family like a chicken.

Under the watchful eyes of countless reporters, the chairman of Xu's Shipping was humiliated in this way, being carried upside down by his legs by two bodyguards as he walked out of the auction center.

At this moment, the dignity of the Lao Qian family was utterly trampled into the sewers of Central.

Ignoring the wails behind him, Lin Yao swaggered out with Thirteen Sister and Chen Zheng.

"Old Chen, find the world's best architectural design team tomorrow."

Lin Yao looked at the blinding sunlight outside the door, his tone revealing a dry and domineering air.

"Build me the tallest skyscraper in all of Asia right here on this land, and name it the Yaosheng Empire Building."

"Get me the most powerful searchlight in Hong Kong on the top floor of the building."

"Every night, the lights won't shine anywhere else, they'll just shine them directly on the Xu family's villa halfway up the mountain. I'm going to make sure that whole family has to wear sunglasses even when they sleep!"

Ruthless, vicious, and rich!

Chen Zheng and Thirteen Sister exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes. They could mess with anyone, but they should never mess with this living devil who was so poor he only had money left.