Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

At this moment, those media reporters who were invited by Li Zhaotian raised their spears and cannons at the stage to record this scene!

Even some reporters have already prepared the headline of tomorrow's front page headline: "Li Zhaotian ascends to the sky in one step, and won the king of the Wharf!"

Facing the thunderous applause, Li Zhaotian pressed down on the stage with his hand, and the applause gradually disappeared.

Li Zhaotian took out a handkerchief from his arms and dipped it in the corner of his mouth, his posture resolute! After doing all this, he cleared his throat and said: "Today, thank you all for coming to my celebration! As the head of the Lee family, and as the chairman of the Hong Kong Chinese Business Association, I am Lee Zhaotian—"

Before Li Zhaotian finished his prepared "opening remarks", he heard a commotion outside---

"Li Zhaotian! Return our hard-earned money!"

"Li Zhaotian! Being rich is not benevolent! Insatiable greed!"

Li Zhaotian looked surprised!

Everyone else turned to look at the door!

"Uh, what happened?"

"There seems to be a demonstration!"

"Wow, there's a good show to watch!"

Xu Sanshao was stunned for a moment, then got excited, grabbed Huo Shao suddenly, and grabbed Shi Zhijian's arm: "Do you see it? It works! That Long Po is real! She has mana!"

Huo Shao was stunned: "It's evil!"

Shi Zhijian seemed very calm, comforting Xu Sanshao: "Don't be nervous, the good show is yet to come!"

"Li Zhaotian, get out!"

"Li Zhaotian, you pay back our hard-earned money!"

The demonstrations outside got bigger and bigger, and the shouts shattered the ceiling of the hall!

The hotel guards at the entrance obviously couldn't stop those people, and they were about to rush into the venue!

Wenzelton hurriedly looked at Li Zhaotian.

Li Zhaotian's face was ashen!

At this time, Niu Xiong rushed over and whispered in Li Zhaotian's ear: "Mr. Li, there are people from the labor union outside! The leader is Long Mao Xiong, there are almost a thousand people!"

Li Zhaotian gritted his teeth, but his good situation was ruined by these mice!

"Stop them no matter what!"

"I can't stop it! These people are crazy!" Niu Xiong said, "For now, we should arrange for the guests to evacuate as soon as possible to avoid trouble! And Mr. Li, you should go first! These people will naturally disperse if they can't find you! "

Li Zhaotian is going crazy! Knowing that it is useless to say more at this time!

"You go and stop those who are jumping on the street first!"

"Okay, Mr. Lee!"

As soon as Niu Xiong left, Li Zhaotian immediately shouted to everyone, "I'm sorry, distinguished guests! There was a little accident outside, and now everyone should leave in an orderly manner!"

"What do you mean? The celebration doesn't start?"

"It's a ghost! I didn't see those people looking for Li Zhaotian to settle accounts!"

Those media reporters are reluctant to follow the crowd and leave. How could such an explosive news be without them?

Seeing this, Li Zhaotian could only order Wen Zeton with a stern face: "Please help to ask these reporters to leave! Remember, be sure to entertain them!"

Of course Wenzelton understood what Li Zhaotian meant, "Don't worry, Li Sheng! I will control public opinion!"

Li Zhaotian nodded, but he also knew that it would be difficult to control something as big as today!

...

Paper can't wrap fire!

It was supposed to be a Christmas celebration all over the world, but Li Zhaotian's news grabbed the headlines!

Hong Kong "Ming Pao": "Ricci Construction owes workers salaries, and thousands of people demand salaries!"

Hong Kong's "Oriental Daily": "The 100-person celebration was overturned by a thousand-person demonstration!"

Although Li Zhaotian has spent a lot of money to suppress those news reports, some newspapers do not eat your way, and some reporters have very hard bones, and do not eat hard and soft!

In this way, Lizhaotian's "celebration event" directly grabbed the limelight of Christmas! And the parade that demanded three months' salary became more and more intense! The stock of Ricci Construction also fell sharply, and countless people saw the wind and began to sell the Ricci stock in hand!

Before Ricci Construction swallowed the Wharf stock, many speculative capitalists adhered to the principle of "sell high and buy low", believing that this was a chance to make a fortune, and they all came up with means to start acting as a demon in the securities market, taking the high-ranking Ricci Construction Sell ​​it and inhale it at a low price when you wait for the step back!

Under the manipulation of these capitalists, the stock price of Ricci Construction was like a flood bursting its dykes and plummeting a thousand miles!

In this regard, it is about to blow up the lucky weather!

It was at this time that Li Zhaotian received a call from Shen Bi, the executive of HSBC.

Shen Bi made it clear on the phone that the stock price of Ricci Construction has fallen sharply, which has affected the reputation of the entire Ricci Group. Therefore, Lizhaotian's 70 million loan from HSBC is likely to be repaid in advance according to the contract!

In fact, Shen Bi is right in saying this. Many big banks in Hong Kong, such as HSBC, Standard Chartered, and Citigroup, have a mechanism of requesting loan repayment in advance.

To put it more bluntly, many companies and enterprises have suffered damage to their reputation due to some unexpected reasons, which in turn affects the company's stock price. Those lending banks will require the company to repay the loan in advance according to the loan contract signed before, so as not to spend a penny in time. Can't take it back!

Shen Bi's phone call was like a sharp sword that directly pierced Li Zhaotian's heart!

Ricci is indeed wealthy and powerful, but it is still very difficult for him to raise 70 million cash in one time! Even mortgage assets take a while!

To this end, Li Zhaotian's reply to Shen Bi was: "Give me three days!"

As Li Zhaotian's "old friend" Shen Bi readily allowed it, and said, "Remember that sentence, I am a banker, I only recognize money, not people!"

"I recognize your mother!" Li Zhaotian cursed fiercely in his heart, almost smashing the phone!

...

Lee's Mansion.

Li Zhaotian stood with his hands behind his back and stood on the balcony on the third floor with a gloomy face, looking down at the parade outside the villa being dispersed one by one by uniformed police officers with guns and ammunition.

The five or six hundred people who dared to stop at Li Zhaotian's mansion to demonstrate are basically members of the Ricci Construction Union.

Different from ordinary hired workers, these union members have their own "aura of protection" and are supported by the Hong Kong Labor Union. Even these police officers with guns and ammunition dare not do this to them.

"Mr. Lee, there's only so much I can do!" Superintendent Wilson wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and said to Li Zhaotian, whose face was ashen.

"These people are all from trade unions, and I can't use force to drive them away. This time they are scattered, and they will come again next time! The most urgent thing is to talk to their person in charge! There is no such thing in this world. What can't you do with money!"

Li Zhaotian has a headache!

Before the change, of course he wouldn't feel bad for the money. According to his calculations, the three-month salary owed to the workers was only 1.5 million in total! He can take it out anytime! But now HSBC wants him to repay the loan of 70 million, this 1.5 million is no longer a small amount, but a shocking figure!

What's more, the people from the trade union have ruined his face this time! Or in front of the big and powerful people in Hong Kong! This cannot be tolerated!

"Superintendent Wilson, thank you for your reminder! I will handle this matter myself!"

"That's good!" Wilson saw that Li Zhaotian's face was not good, and he said that the people in the labor union, especially the leading ones, were afraid of bad luck!

...

"Mr. Wen, it's been checked out, that trade union chairman Mao Xiong and others are celebrating at the Queen's Wharf construction site!" A subordinate reported to the ghost guy Wen Zedong.

Wen Zedong accepted the task of Lizhao Tianda to solve the demonstrations of this group of people on the construction site as soon as possible. Afraid that Wen Zedong could not solve it alone, Li Zhaotian asked Niu Xiong to help.

Niu Xiong and Wenzelton have always looked down on each other.

Winzelton thinks that Niu Xiong is a big brain and only fights.

Niu Xiong thought that Wen Zedong, a ghost, was unreliable, and he was slow and not profitable enough to do things.

"Hey, Niu Xiong, now you and I have to put aside our prejudices and help Mr. Lee complete this matter, are you okay with it?"

Niu Xiong nodded, "This time, let's work together to get rid of this gang!"

"it is good!"

The men stepped forward to open the car door, Wenzelton and Niu Xiong got into their respective vehicles and galloped towards the Queen's Wharf.

...

At this time, the evening was approaching, and the Queen's Wharf was deserted, and no money was paid. The workers went on strike immediately and refused to do it.

Wenzelton and Niu Xiong each walked towards the temporary iron shed on the construction site with one of their subordinates.

Crunch!

The four of them stepped on the building materials and made a sound.

Before I even got to the shed, I heard cheers coming from inside, which looked very lively.

The four of them came to the door, and seven or eight men who looked like workers came out from the surroundings, holding steel pipes, shovels, and hammers and other objects, staring at them.

Wenzelton pointed to the shed and said, "I was sent by Mr. Lee to talk to your boss!"

One of the leading workers spat on the ground, "Wait!" Turning around and entering the house, he came out in an instant and hooked at them, "Brother Xiong let you in!"

Wenzelton and Niu Xiong led people to go inside.

The man stopped them again, and squinted: "Just the two of you, the other two stay!"

Wenzelton glanced at Niu Xiong.

Niu Xiong said, "What are you afraid of? Let's go in and I'll protect you!"

Wenzelton nodded, then buried his head in the room.

Niu Xiong is following behind!

With a bang, the iron door closed!

...

Entering the tin work shed, there is a sour stench and a musty smell coming from the nose!

Wenzelton hurriedly took out a handkerchief to cover his nose.

Niu Xiong is also not very suitable for the environment here. Although he is also from the bottom, he has been with Li Zhaotian for a long time and has become accustomed to that kind of civilized and clean living environment. .

In the public shed, there are three kerosene lamps hanging from the ceiling!

Under the lights, there is a wooden board on top of the dump truck, which is used as a dining table. It is full of greasy dishes such as roast goose legs, white chopped chicken, and braised pig ears. In addition, it is the kind of big cans of liquor in bulk, which is far from the old one. You can smell the pungent wine from afar!

Around the "table", Changmao Xiong, A Long, A Hu and several other men are enthusiastically guessing a punch!

Long Maoxiong is even more bare-chested, with fluttering chest hair, stepping on the iron bucket with one foot, and shouting red-faced: "Eight horses! Six or six Shun! Seven stars come for money! Eight stars shine!"

"Brother Xiong, Mr. Wen is here!"

"Really?" Long Maoxiong turned his head and glanced at him as if he had just discovered Wenzelton.

Others also looked at Wenzelton and Niu Xiong and stopped guessing.

"Mr. Wen, there is no more welcome left for your visit! But there is nothing to entertain here, so what are you going to do, Haihan!" Changmao Xiong casually folded his fist towards Wen Zeton, looking like he didn't care about you.

Wenzelton smiled slightly: "Brother Xiong, right? You're welcome! Niu Xiong and I are here this time----"

"Did Mr. Lee ask you to come?" Long-haired Xiong interrupted Wenzelton.

Wenzelton smiled, "Brother Xiong is really sharp, you guessed it right! That's right, Mr. Li asked me to come, and he asked us to bring gifts!"

As he spoke, Niu Xiong stepped forward and threw a file bag in the middle of the braised pork plate, pointed and said, "Here is 100,000 Hong Kong dollars, how many of you are divided! As for the workers' wages, Mr. Lee will pay them all next month. !"

Long Maoxiong and others look at me, I look at you.

Niu Xiong put his hands on his hips, pointed at the long-haired male's nose and cursed, "You know what I'm saying! You guys don't know what to do! Who is Mr. Li? Is it possible that you poor **** can easily offend him? If you mess with Mr. Li If you're not happy, you're all going to die!"

"Yeah, everyone will accept it as soon as it's good! You don't know how bad Mr. Lee is when you organize demonstrations? It's good that Mr. Lee doesn't care about you. If you are still obsessed and dare to oppose Mr. Lee, then even me will be too. I can't save you!" Wen Zedong said with a smile.

He and Niu Xiong sang a white face while the other sang a red face, and they looked like they were convinced of these workers.

Seeing this, Changmao Xiong smiled and gestured to Ah Hu.

Ah Hu stretched out his hand and picked up the briefcase, the bag was shaken open with the mouth facing down, hooray, 100,000 Hong Kong dollars fell out! Two rolls fell into the braised pork plate and splashed with soy sauce marinade!

"Money is really a good thing!" Ah Hu grinned and reached out to grab those Hong Kong dollars!

Niu Xiong suddenly pulled out a silver dagger from his ribs, and nailed Ah Hu's palm onto the table without error!

"Ah!" Ah Hu let out a scream!

Seeing this, Wen Zedong couldn't help but cast a thumbs-up look at Niu Xiong, which is called "dismounting"!

Chang Maoxiong and the others were also startled, but they didn't expect Niu Xiong to suddenly move the knife!

Niu Xiong saw that he frightened everyone with one move, and was very satisfied with his method. He deliberately pulled the dagger out of Ah Hu's palm slowly, and brought a **** flower!

"Ah!" Ah Hu screamed again!

Niu Xiong stuck out his tongue and licked the blood stained on the dagger with a vicious look, his eyes showing a fierce light!

Wen Zedong covered his nose with a handkerchief and said, "I'm sorry, everyone! Niu Xiong is too impulsive and likes to do it! You all know what his background is. It is said that one can beat ten, and even if you have so many people together, the result will be two. One word---Fall on the street!"

"But I have a good heart, and I can't bear to watch you find your own way! Hey, now I'll give you a chance, be obedient! Take these 100,000 yuan and disband your parade!" Wenzelton wiped his nose with a handkerchief after speaking. Shaking his handkerchief again, "Otherwise, there will be a dead end!"

Niu Xiong was playing with the dagger arrogantly. The dagger was flying around in his left and right hands, and the speed was so fast that Chang Mao Xiong and others couldn't see his movements at all!

"To tell the truth, you guys are not enough for me to play alone!" Niu Xiong looked contemptuous, "Don't expect to call people from outside. When you call out, my knife has already pierced your heart!"

"Really? Are you really that fast with your swordsmanship?" Suddenly, a strange voice sounded from behind Niu Xiong!

Niu Xiong was vigilant, but unfortunately it was too late!

His attention was all on the people in front of Chang Maoxiong, how could he think of the enemy behind him!

"Fall on the street!" Niu Xiong turned around without hesitation, grabbed the dagger and stabbed the man behind him!

He moves fast!

Like lightning!

But the man behind him moved faster than him—

Cut off with a knife!

Blood rush!

Niu Xiong's wrist was cut off with a knife!

Then look at the man holding a samurai sword~www.wuxiamtl.com~ took out a wooden comb and took care of his messed up hairstyle due to too much movement, the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Didn't you say you want to **** my sister? your street!"

Niu Xiong clutched his wrist in unbearable pain, looking at the horror on the face of the man in front of him!

Wenzelton was also horrified, pointed at the man and said, "You, you! Aren't you supposed to be in a mental hospital? How could you—"

"How could that be? Of course I'm here to send you two scumbags on the road!" Pretty boy Kun split his mouth, revealing his two big golden teeth!