Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong (

"I know that my company won't be able to sustain it any time soon, and it may go bankrupt at that time, so please ask Mr. Dai for help." Shi Zhijian pleaded.

"What help?"

"When my company goes bankrupt, please help me acquire my company, and treat my staff well then!"

Dai Fengnian was moved, patted Shi Zhijian on the shoulder, his eyes reddened, "Don't worry, if there is such a day, I will treat them well!"

Liu Jianxiong and others looked at each other in dismay, and Dai Fengnian actually burst into tears. Was it Shi Zhijian's acting that moved him, or did he pretend to be better?

Dai Fengnian encouraged Shi Zhijian a few more words before leaving the Shinhwa Company with a sad face.

Walking out of the company, Dai Fengnian raised his head and looked at the sky with a long sigh. He stretched out his hand and flicked the tears from the corners of his eyes. His face changed. He was not full of sadness, but he was ruthless. Yongkang's shortfall loophole!"

After a pause, "I want Shi Zhijian to die early and be reincarnated!"

...

at the same time.

Shi Zhijian leaned on the boss chair, crushed the cigarette in the ashtray, and instructed Daxiong and Beard Yong: "Find a thousand brothers and work!"

"What are you doing?"

Shi Zhijian took out an item and threw it to Da Daxiong: "From today onwards, I want to see this advertisement every day in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong, from Hong Kong Island to Kowloon to the New Territories!"

"Uh, what ad?"

Daxiong picked up the item and saw it read in big red letters: "Complaint! My name is Zheng Xiuwen, and my family lives at No. 78, Shek Kip Mei. I'm thirty-four years old this year, and my man was there last year. Yongkang Food Company died unexpectedly while working. Not only did Yongkang Company not pay compensation, but also sued my husband for illegal operation, which caused huge losses to the company, and asked us to compensate 300 yuan.”

"Besides, my son recently ate the Yongkang instant noodles produced by Yongkang and developed vomiting and diarrhea. He took him to the hospital and was diagnosed with food cancer..."

This is clearly a blood book!

And at the end, there are details such as the complainant's home address and identification number, which makes people feel that it really can't be true.

"Brother Jian, who are you?"

"Fight a snake and beat seven inches! Even if the Dai Group has more money, they have to watch Yongkang collapse!" Shi Zhijian's eyes showed a hint of cruelty.

Da Daxiong and Beard Yong felt a chill in their hearts, and looked at the blood book in their hands. If it was really plastered all over the streets of Hong Kong, even if it was fake, Yongkang would not be able to escape this time!

...

When Daxiong and the others were looking for someone to post the blood letter, Shi Zhijian found the great writer Ni Jiao and asked him to help write an editorial about food safety in Ming Pao.

How did Ni Jiao know that Shi Zhijian was prepared? He thought that Shi Zhijian was a kind businessman, worried about the country and the people, and worried about food safety. Pay more attention.

Shi Zhijian was overjoyed, so he began to discuss food safety with Ni Jiao, saying that the instant noodles produced by a certain company had carcinogens, and the soda that the agent was drinking caused dysentery.

Shi Zhijian didn't specify which food company it was, and Ni Jiao didn't ask, thinking it was Shi Zhijian in general.

How did he know that as soon as the blood letter was posted, Ni Frame's report on food safety would directly target Yongkang Company!

Ni Jiao was unaware that Shi Zhijian was acting as a spearman, but instead he worked happily all night.

Shi Zhijian believes that relying on the popularity of Ni Jiao and the sales volume of Ming Pao, Yongkang will suffer the second crit tomorrow!

There will never be any mercy in the shopping mall, only survival or perishment!

...

the next day.

The lame Long Yi, who had been selling newspapers in the morning, was holding a stack of newspapers and preparing to set up a stall when he saw a group of people pointing around in front of the telephone pole.

When they saw the lame dragon coming, someone hurriedly pulled him forward and said, "Brother Long, do me a favor first! You know how to read, what does it say on it?"

"Yeah, it's all written in big scarlet letters, isn't it some kind of blood book?"

Lame Dragon handed the newspaper he was holding to the person next to him, who took it respectfully. After all, there are not many literate people in this era, and Lame Dragon is the leader of their group.

The lame dragon glanced at the blood letter posted on the telephone pole and said, "Accus! My name is Zheng Xiuwen, and my family lives at No. 78, Shek Kip Mei..."

"Wow! It turned out to be a blood book!"

"It's terrible, there is still such a flesh and blood factory?"

"Down with the capitalists!"

You know, many people in Hong Kong in the 1960s liked to sing red songs and engage in sports. This time, they took the opportunity.

"Our workers have strength! Down with Yongkang!"

"Down with it!"

"Down!"

A roar, the wind is surging!

...

"What are these poor people doing? Yongkang is one of the largest companies in Hong Kong and the leader in food companies!"

"Yeah, these poor people are illiterate. Listening to the wind is rain, and they like to chase after the wind the most!"

In the breakfast shop, several elite men in suits and ties sat together drinking morning tea, and looked at the newspaper and scolded them with disdain.

In their eyes, these poor people are rude people without the slightest thought, who always like to mess around.

But suddenly...

"Look at it!"

"Look what?"

"Today's editorial in Ming Pao!"

"Editorial? What's there to see?"

Saying that, those elite men couldn't help but look at the newspaper in their hands, and then they were stunned. The headline was: Food worries are more serious than the sky, and a certain company's instant noodles were shocked to find carcinogens!

Cancer is more terrifying in this age than in the last life~www.wuxiamtl.com~ In the last life, cancer can still be diagnosed and treated. In this age, there is only one way to die.

Of course, these are not the point, the point is that the editorial content in the newspaper can just match the number of the blood book posted outside!

Black-hearted enterprises, food causes cancer!

There are also some elites who looked at the author of this article for the first time, trying to find the flaws from here, but they were stunned, the author turned out to be Ni Jiao!

Who is Ni frame?

The famous Xiangjiang writer, since he wrote it, the content of this article is absolutely correct!

These elites looked at each other and saw a conclusion from each other's eyes----

Yongkang, it's over!

...

Shi Zhijian's two killers, blood letters and editorials gradually formed a huge vortex of public opinion, pointing directly at Hong Kong's largest Yongkang Food Co., Ltd.

The major media in Hong Kong, including Li's TV station, and the news reporters from the newly established TVB TV station all heard the news and squatted outside Yongkang Company early in the morning.

"Miss Dai, can I interview you?"

"Miss Dai, as the person in charge of Yongkang, what do you think of Yongkang food causing cancer?"

"Miss Dai, please accept our exclusive interview. Is Zheng Xiuwen's husband a worker in Yongkang? Is her child's illness related to you?"

Dai Fengni was going crazy.

She doesn't know anything, what happened?

Also, how are these media reporters buzzing around themselves like nasty flies?

The entire Yongkang company was surrounded by media reporters all morning, asking them to give an explanation to the outside world.

By the time Dai Fengni figured out the ins and outs of the matter, the company was already in turmoil.

"Shi Zhijian, you are slamming the street! You dare to harm me!"

Dai Fengni was furious.