Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Chapter 1589 1588 [Share the enemy! 】

"Crack!" Zhou Jinhui closed the gold-plated pocket watch with his hands, and glanced at the Macau Chinese Entrepreneurs Association gathered in the large conference room.

These people are all prominent figures in Macau, some are in the real estate business, the hotel business, the jewelry business, and some are in the seafood business.

This group of people gathered together, whispering to each other at this moment, guessing the purpose of this meeting.

"We may have to choose sides this time!"

"Choose the side? Ye Han, He Sheng, or Shi Zhijian, the cross-river dragon?"

On the other side, some Chinese businessmen gathered together to complain——

"Damn it, it's raining so hard and called us over!"

"Yes, I made an appointment with my little wife to go to her place!"

Zhou Jinhui looked at everything in front of him, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. The reason why Daheng He arranged for him to appear tonight was actually to give him a chance to be in the top position—to tell everyone that he, Zhou Jinhui, is also the number one figure in Macau, and that Macao Entertainment Corporation There is also management.

"Brother Hui, everyone is almost here." Yin Zhiju, Zhou Jinhui's confidant, stepped forward and whispered into Zhou Jinhui's ear.

Zhou Jinhui nodded, "Then let's begin!"

"Papa papa!"

Yin Zhiju clapped his hands to everyone, "I'm sorry, everyone please be quiet, we always have something to say!"

Everyone quieted down and looked at Zhou Jinhui together.

Zhou Jinhui strolled to the front, put his hands on the conference table, and his eyes were burning: "Big brothers, everyone must know what happened when I called you here today! That's right, regarding the sudden division of gambling licenses issued by the Macau government, I represent He Sheng has a few words to say here!"

"First of all——" Zhou Jinhui raised a finger, "Our Macau Entertainment Company has monopolized the gambling license for many years. During this period, Macau's gaming industry has flourished, and Macau's economy has also begun to go uphill! I'm not asking for credit, but telling the truth !"

"The reason why Macau can be so prosperous and stable is that there is only one gambling card, which avoids many unnecessary fights! But now the Macau government, especially those Portuguese ghosts, wants to split the gambling card into two. What is the purpose? This I can't help but suspect that these ghosts are restless and kind, and want to trigger a fight in our Macau gaming industry!"

"History tells us that infighting is unacceptable!" Zhou Jinhui said in a slow tone, "It will consume our mutual vitality and make us both lose!"

Everyone in the audience began to whisper.

"Yes, those ghosts are unreliable!"

"Dividing the gambling cards is for us to fight among ourselves, and they are so profitable!"

Seeing this, Zhou Jinhui put his hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly to make an overlooking posture: "So, here I call on everyone to jointly sign a letter to put pressure on the Macao and Portuguese governments, and let them know that Chinese businessmen in Macao are not easy to bully! We will not just sit idly by on the gambling reform issue!"

"Well said!" A Chinese businessman stood up and applauded loudly, "Mr. Zhou's speech is penetrating, every word is perfect! We Chinese must unite, and we cannot let the Portuguese ghosts bully us!"

"That's right, the Portuguese ghost is really bad. On the surface, he wants to reform the gambling cards, but in fact he wants to deal with us!"

These people are usually close to Zhou Jinhui, knowing that this time Daheng He gave Zhou Jinhui a chance to be in the top position, of course they want to support him.

Others started talking again——

"The joint letter can be big or small!"

"That's right, although there's nothing terrible about the Portuguese ghosts being toothless tigers, but on the surface they are managers after all!"

"This matter needs a long-term plan!"

"Snap"!

First of all, the Chinese businessman who was a supporter of Zhou Jinhui picked it up and slapped the table violently, and shouted at the man: "What are you talking about? Long-term plan? I'm going to make a long-term plan! It's obvious that the Portuguese ghost has already bullied you, and you still have to compromise. Lie to yourself! Alright! Just follow what you said and plan for the long-term, so what will be the result? In the end, it won’t be nothing at all?”

The man blushed from the yelling, and covered his face with his sleeves, he dared not look at Zhou Jinhui and the others.

Zhou Jinhui stood up to smooth things over: "Okay, everyone! Peace is the most important thing in everything! Besides, this is the Macau Chinese Chamber of Commerce, and it is not a monopoly where everyone is allowed to express their opinions!"

"Yes! Yes! Mr. Zhou is right, our Chinese Chamber of Commerce is very democratic!"

"Yes, yes! Everyone has the right to express their opinions!"

"Peace is the most important thing, don't let those ghosts take advantage of it!"

Everyone whispered again, and the situation had already turned to Zhou Jinhui's side.

"Everyone signed a letter to unite as one, why don't we start to take action tonight!"

"Yes! Cut the mess with a sharp knife! See what that ghost will do?!"

Zhou Jinhui nodded: "Since everyone thinks so, as the representative of Mr. He, I will definitely do my best to serve you, and I will absolutely not allow those ghosts to act recklessly!"

"Then let's sign!"

"hurry up!"

Next, presided over by Zhou Jinhui, all sixteen Chinese businessmen present signed and sealed the joint letter.

Everything seems to be going well.

Yin Zhiju supervised the Chinese merchants, and after they signed the documents, he took them to Zhou Jinhui for inspection.

Zhou Jinhui took a few glances and was very satisfied with these signatures. With this signature, Macau Entertainment could bargain on behalf of the Macau Chinese Chamber of Commerce and Macau with those Portuguese ghosts in Macau.

"Brother Hui, everything is perfect! It's just that Ye Han's signature is missing!" Yin Zhiju said, "It's better to let him add his signature after he comes back!"

Zhou Jinhui frowned and did not speak.

Yin Zhiju's mind was spinning quickly, wondering if he said something wrong: "Ahem, it doesn't matter without him, brother Hui can go to the Governor's Mansion in person on behalf of He Sheng, and present this signature to the Governor of Australia Li An said!"

Yin Zhiju guessed that Zhou Jinhui intended to monopolize the credit. If Ye Han came forward, the credit would be transferred to the other party. After all, Ye Han is now the president of the Australian entertainment company in name, and his status is higher than Zhou Jinhui.

"No, it's better to wait for him to come back~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and then I will hand over this joint letter to him personally, and let him represent the Chinese Chamber of Commerce to negotiate with the Governor of Australia!" Zhou Jinhui wrote lightly.

"Uh, what?" Yin Zhiju looked surprised, wondering if he heard it wrong.

Zhou Jinhui smiled lightly: "He Sheng told me, don't fight for merit in everything, let alone try to get ahead! It's better to keep a low profile in your life and work!"

The astonishment on Yin Zhiju's face intensified again. At this moment, Zhou Jinhui seemed to have obtained He Daheng's seven-point true biography, and he vaguely had the air of a casino tycoon.

Seeing that Yin Zhiju was still in a daze, Zhou Jinhui reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying meaningfully: "To be honest, although those Portuguese guys are toothless tigers, tigers are still tigers after all. Even if they can't kill people, they can scratch them." People! Let's stay behind, sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and help Mr. He watch the scene!"

Yin Zhiju immediately understood, nodded quickly and said: "I understand! I heard you say that, this matter must be handled by Master Ye Han Ye! He is the president of Australian Entertainment Company. Without him, how can it be done?" ? Just don’t know when he’ll come back—”

Before the words landed, a voice said: "Sorry, he can't come back!"