Reborn in America: Starting as a California Resident

At 2-4 Shan Tsuen Road, Happy Valley, Hong Kong, on the third floor of the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital, the corridor outside the operating room was packed with people, almost filling every inch of space.

They were either sitting or standing, each with a different expression;

Some were immersed in grief, some prayed silently, and others secretly revealed a hint of barely perceptible smugness.

Nurses and doctors moved back and forth, trying their best to soothe everyone's emotions.

Zhuang Jing'an sat alone on a bench in the spot closest to the operating room.

This elderly man, who was about to turn seventy, had not slept all night. His face was haggard and his eyes were bloodshot.

His gaze was fixed on the closed operating room door, as if he could see the life-or-death struggle taking place inside through that door.

Faced with this sudden crisis, Zhuang Jing'an was under tremendous pressure.

Although his attitude toward his nephew and son-in-law has grown increasingly cold in recent years, he has to admit that Li Huangtai's abilities in the business world are indeed unmatched.

As a key supporter of Li Huangtai's early entrepreneurial endeavors, Zhuang Jing'an always hoped that Li Huangtai could continue to support the prosperity of the Zhuang family after his death.

Now, all of this has become shrouded in mystery and uncertainty.

He looked around, and the faces that usually seemed familiar now appeared so strange.

An unusual glint flashed in the eyes of several younger members of the group, as if they were anticipating some kind of outcome.

This caused Zhuang Jing'an to feel a pang of sorrow, as well as a deep sense of powerlessness.

While Li Huangtai was alive, he could still keep them in check, but if the other party unfortunately passed away;

Regardless of whether his two sons escape unscathed, the Li family's vast fortune will inevitably fall into Zhuang Mingyue's hands.

At that time, the other branches of the family business will have countless ways to get a share of the profits from the orphan and widow.

However, only they know the truth about their own affairs.

Zhuang Jing'an knew very well what kind of people his family's descendants were!

It's not unfair to say they're all talk and no action, and lack foresight.

Hong Kong is now surrounded by powerful enemies, and they simply cannot protect this enormous wealth.

Which of those big shots isn't ruthless, shrewd, and powerful?

"Huang Tai, you must hold on!"

"Without you, how can my old and frail body possibly manage this chaotic situation!"

Zhuang Jing'an silently prayed in his heart.

"Knock knock knock!"

Just as Zhuang Jing'an was lost in thought, a series of hurried footsteps interrupted his reverie.

The person rushed from the stairwell, and when he saw the crowded corridor, he subconsciously slowed his pace, but still looked anxious.

When he found Zhuang Jing'an, he immediately squeezed through the crowd, came to his side, and, still catching his breath, lowered his voice and said, "Dad, all the media in Hong Kong have a negative view of us."

After the stock market opened, the share prices of Cheung Kong Holdings and all of our listed companies under the Chong family plummeted, and unlisted companies were also thrown into chaos.

According to the think tank's analysis, almost all British tycoons are ready to take advantage of our misfortune, especially Swire Group and Hutchison Whampoa, who want to seize the opportunity to acquire our company.

The situation is extremely critical; everyone in Cheung Kong Holdings' various companies is in a state of panic!

Zhuang Jing'an's eldest son spoke urgently, a pessimistic mood spreading through his heart.

"Is it already like this?"

Sure enough, they didn't let any opportunity slip by...

What do other Chinese tycoons say?

"Huo Sheng and several other bigwigs have already held an emergency meeting at Bao's residence to discuss countermeasures."

They jointly issued a statement expressing their confidence in Cheung Kong Holdings and raising funds to support the company through its difficulties.

In addition, they arranged media support in hopes of stabilizing market sentiment as soon as possible.

Zhuang Jing'an nodded, feeling slightly relieved. He knew that the joint action of these Chinese tycoons would undoubtedly bring some confidence to the market.

But he also knows that this is only the first step, and more efforts are needed to deal with various possible situations.

"It seems that Chinese businessmen have already begun to take action."

This was expected.

Zhuang Jing'an said in a low voice, "However, we cannot rely on them completely."

Ultimately, you have to rely on yourself.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xueshan nodded in agreement with his father's point of view: "Dad, you're right."

I have informed the company's senior management, instructing them to do their utmost to stabilize the emotions of employees and customers, and to intensify communication with partners to gain their support.

Zhuang Jing'an nodded in satisfaction, patted Zhuang Xueshan on the shoulder, and encouraged him, "Well done, keep up this attitude."

The most important thing now is to stabilize morale and ensure that all employees can work with peace of mind.

Just then, a soft sound came from the operating room door, the indicator light turned from red to green, and several nurses came out.

Zhuang Mingyue, who had been waiting anxiously, immediately stood up, and everyone stopped talking and quickly surrounded her.

"Please calm down, everyone. Please don't crowd, or we won't be able to get the hospital beds out!"

Please keep your distance!

The nurse standing at the door turned pale with fright upon seeing this and quickly spread her arms wide, loudly trying to dissuade them.

After the crowd quieted down a bit, the operating room doors slowly opened, and several doctors wearing masks came out.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

Was the surgery successful?

The leading doctor removed his mask, revealing a somber expression on his face.

Zhuang Mingyue's heart sank, and she asked in disbelief, "Doctor, what exactly happened? Please tell me!"

"Yes, doctor," someone in the crowd chimed in, "all three have been taken in. How are they?"

"Doctor, please tell us quickly! We're all mentally prepared!" another person pleaded.

……

Everyone bombarded him with questions, and a few even said inappropriate things because they were too nervous.

Thump!

Everyone gradually quieted down only after Zhuang Jing'an forcefully slammed his sandalwood cane on the ground.

Seeing this, the doctor cleared his throat, looked around, and then continued, "After several hours of hard work, our medical team has done its best to remove all the bullets from the bodies of the three patients."

Currently, Mr. Li Huangtai and his two sons' vital signs have stabilized.

However, they still need to be observed in the intensive care unit.

The specific recovery progress will require further evaluation over time.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Jing'an's expression softened slightly. He looked at the doctor with gratitude and gestured to his assistant to hand over a red envelope containing HK$10,000 as a token of his appreciation.

However, the doctor did not immediately accept the red envelope. Instead, he pulled Zhuang Jing'an aside and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Li's condition is much more complicated than we expected."

His lower limbs were graze by a bullet, and although we eventually managed to perform surgery, some of his functions were permanently affected…”