Rebirth: Outstanding

Shen Bi flipped through the latest issue of "Far East Economic Review" that had just been sent by the secretary. The afternoon sun came in from the window, making him feel that everything was lazy, if there was a lawn, a hammock, and a can. Beer, instead of just the office chair in front of you and the unchanging coffee, would be perfect.

Two months ago, I was still preparing to go to exile in Sabah Province, Federation of Malaya, but now I can sit in the office of HSBC Headquarters and arrange time to read English magazines instead of Busy with various reports, although he would not admit it, Shen Bi felt in his heart that Song Tianyao still did something in it.

Thinking of this name, Shen Bi couldn’t help but smile. The guy heard that he had gone to London, England. He probably won’t be back for a long time. But not long after he left Hong Kong, the Hong Kong Chinese shipping company had a problem. This is What the British like to see is that during the embargo, the **** Hong Kong colony was unable to transport anything, while the Chinese ships sailed across the ocean with flags of various colors. Not only banknotes, but also gold were transported. Now they themselves When the conflict arises, the British cannot find a reason for mediation. They had better keep arguing. Shen Bi doesn't matter. Anyway, if the loan is not repaid, he will accept their cargo ship. The Chinese seldom go wrong.

"Sir, your call from the UK is from Mr. Song Tianyao." The secretary knocked on the door lightly, poked his head in from the outside, and said to Shen Bi who was dozing off the open magazine.

Shen Bi smiled at the secretary, and then picked up the telephone receiver on the desk: "How is the night in London, Song? It should be eight o'clock in the evening in London now?"

"London night? The smog in London has reached the point where you can't see if you are standing on the opposite side with a magnifying glass. Fortunately, there is a city in the UK called Glasgow that allows me to breathe a breath of fresh air." Song Tianyao was on the phone. Said with a smile.

Shen Bi said strangely: "You went to Glasgow? You shouldn't meet some friends in London? Glasgow doesn't have the big man you want to know, Song."

"Glasgow does not have big shots, but there are ships, and those cargo ships are everywhere on the dock." Song Tianyao paused for a moment and said.

Shen Bi fell silent, and after ten seconds, he said suspiciously, "I hope it's not what I guessed. You went to the UK and left your eyes in Hong Kong? The British shipping companies just watched their infighting. Nothing. The plan to intervene, you know what will happen, right? Your little assets are not enough for me to talk to Mr. Turner about the loan, Song, you have to learn to stop, I’m sure your appetite will be affected Your own ambitions are broken, and I will speak only when we are friends."

"I haven't said anything yet, you know what I'm going to do?" Song Tianyao laughed, his voice sounded a bit erratic, like standing in the wind, and like standing in the street, speaking through the receiver of the telephone. The sound coming is a bit noisy.

Shen Bi sighed: "Except for the idea of ​​getting a loan, I don't know what else you have to ask me for."

"Before I call you again, I have already called my friends in Hong Kong. Therefore, for the sake of my friends' face, prepare a batch of loans. There will be suitable people with suitable assets to improve your Performance." Song Tianyao said, "By the way, it's not just a loan. Just put your ears up and listen to it~"

"Boom!" A loud sound!

This huge sound made Shen Bi startled: "What the **** are you doing, the sound of a salute at an outdoor cocktail party?"

"Happy Thursday afternoon, friend." Song Tianyao hung up and looked at the Whistle Restaurant across the street through the window of the hotel. Just now, with an explosion, the entire Whistle Restaurant was blown up in a mess.

"The public security in developed countries is awesome, second only to Macau." Song Tianyao looked at the outside scene, turned his head, and looked at the yellow race of the People's Armed Forces Association: "There is nothing you need to do for the time being, thank you, my fiancee will go to the police station. Report the crime, I suggest you and your people wash your hands and feet clean."

"I see, Mr. Song."

...

Originally, Yu Jianzhong was going to leave Hong Kong to take his wife to Europe on a vacation according to his father’s instructions. He was a little dissatisfied with his father Yu Shiting. Yu Jianzhong felt that his father was old, but he was not as decisive as when he was young. Now it is clearly Shanghai. If the ship merchant wants to make money with harmony, he can simply deal with the restless stupid of Zeng Chunsheng. But his father was still hesitating and clicked on "Dream in the Garden." After Zeng Chunsheng took the initiative to intercede, his father seemed to pay No action.

But no matter what, his father wouldn't let him intervene in this matter, and he didn't bother to touch it. It's better to go to Europe to see how the shipping business is and take a look.

Instructed the servant and the driver to help carry the suitcase into the car, and a Ford 49 on the opposite side slowly drove over. It happened to block in front of the front of his own car. A young man with half-length hair walked out of the car. I came down, although I was wearing a suit, but I didn’t wear a tie. The hem of the white shirt was so carelessly exposed under the suit, with two buttons open at the neckline. I leaned against Ford’s front and lit a cigarette before raising my head to reveal myself. Smiley face.

"Let him not get in the way." To this kind of non-shopping person, Yu Jianzhong has always stayed away from him, and ordered his driver to turn around and go back to see his wife.

"Mr. Yu." The young man said to Yu Jianzhong: "Could you please have a few words."

Yu Jizhong’s driver had already walked over, politely but without losing sight of angrily, said: "My friend, please let your car go."

The young man ignored the driver: "There is a business about freighters. Is Mr. Yu interested?"

Yu Jiezhong turned to look at the young man, showing a disdainful smile, and then continued to walk towards home.

The driver had already stretched out his hand to make a request, but the young man still had no intention of moving his hips.

"It seems that I have to show my strength to win the trust of Mr. Yu." The young man sighed to himself, "There is a Guerra..."

Before he finished speaking, the driver couldn’t help pushing his shoulders. Before he could even see the young man’s movements, the driver lay down on the ground with his head in front of the wheel, while the young man was still slouching leaning against the front of the car, as if nothing. Moved.

Yu Jianzhong stopped and snorted faintly: "The police will come."

The young man pointed to the road in the distance, and a few plainclothes-looking people poked in the distance: "The messenger is there. Before they take me, can you talk a few words now? Introduce yourself, my dear Huang Zixiong Everyone calls me Huang Liu, oh, by the way, my boss is called Song Tianyao."