Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Dear Shi, I'm sorry! Buffalo Bill's **** like to look down on others! Hey, you know, some ghosts in Hong Kong are very discriminatory against you Chinese! No matter their mind or bearing, they are better than others. The tip of the needle is still small!"

Ghost Guy Saipan appeases Shi Zhijian, an old friend.

Shi Zhijian shrugged indifferently and said, "It's okay, I've seen this kind of thing a lot. It just makes me wonder, why are you different from those ghosts?"

Saipan laughed, and walked towards the cruise ship with Shi Zhijian under the eyes of the ghost captain.

"Because I know this is Hong Kong, no matter how long we British occupy it, it will not change the fact that this is your land! You are the aborigines here, we are just outsiders, or invaders to be precise! What era is it now? , I believe that invaders like us will soon be eliminated by the times! If I guess correctly, Hong Kong will return to you sooner or later!"

Shi Zhijian was surprised when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at Saipan more.

In Hong Kong for so long, Shi Zhijian saw such a wise ghost for the first time, and even guessed that Hong Kong would be returned to China.

"You're right! Hong Kong will return in twenty or thirty years at most!" Shi Zhijian patted Saipan, "I hope you and I can witness that glorious moment together!"

Saipan just said it casually, but he didn't expect Shi Zhijian to be so sure. He couldn't help being a little surprised. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a male waiter walking over, bowing slightly, and politely saying to Shi Zhijian, "May I ask you? Mr. Shi Zhijian, Mr. Hart is waiting for you in the restaurant!"

Saipan patted Shi Zhijian on the shoulder: "So dear Shi, go see Mr. Hart first, he is a busy man in the financial world, and he rarely invites people to dinner! Seize the opportunity!"

As the general manager of Standard Chartered Bank, Saipan is of course aware of Shi Zhijian's current situation, and even more aware of the downturn in the stock price of Ricci Construction Company acquired by Shi Zhijian.

"Thank you, Saipan! I have time to drink tea!" Shi Zhijian smiled, and after speaking, he followed the male waiter towards the yacht restaurant with the gift.

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"Mr. Hart, good noon! Thank you for your invitation!" After Shi Zhijian came to the restaurant, he saw Jill Hart, chairman of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, sitting near the window in the restaurant.

Shi Zhijian took the initiative to extend his hand and greeted him humbly. Hart stood up from his seat with a slightly arrogant attitude, shook hands with Shi Zhijian very casually, and looked at Shi Zhijian carefully with light green eyes, "Mr. Shi? ? I have long admired the name! Please take a seat!"

"Mr. Hart is very polite, it's the first time we meet, a small gift is not a respect!" Shi Zhijian said, and put the paper bag in his hand on the dining table.

Hart laughed. In this era, officials who bribed officials and so on liked to use this rough method to make a paper bag and put a few rolls of Hong Kong dollars. According to Hart's eyes, such a big bag could hold 200,000 yuan at most. HKD!

Want to buy me for 200,000? This surnamed Shi also underestimates me, Gilhart!

Hart was full of contempt and unhappiness. He was also a boss of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange. There were so many people who wanted to bribe him, at least starting at 300,000. This Shi Zhijian only raised 200,000. Who is he looking down on?

Hart was angry, but on the surface he politely invited Shi Zhijian to sit down for lunch.

To put it bluntly, the Royal Hong Kong Yachting Association is actually a private club, where you can eat, drink, and have fun on this yacht.

This time, Hart did not arrange other guests to accompany Shi Zhijian. He arranged them in the restaurant very casually. In addition to the two of them, there were three or four tables of guests in the huge restaurant. The language was also in English. Occasionally, a few people glanced over, as if surprised by the sudden addition of a Chinese in the club.

Hart looked comfortable in a casual grey suit without a tie and buttoned loose.

A person with a status like him does not need to use a decent dress to attract attention on this occasion. On the contrary, his low-key will appear more aura.

Hart snapped his fingers at the waiter serving next to him, indicating that he could serve the food, then shook the tablecloth, spread it on his knees, looked up at Shi Zhijian and said, "Mr. What do you mean by inviting you to talk?"

Shi Zhijian didn't put a tablecloth on his knees, but casually spread it on the table, drooping more than half to cover his trousers. This approach is the way many Americans do, which makes Hart, a British gentleman, flattened. There is some disgust - Americans always learn only half of what they learn, and the Chinese in front of them is obviously half-understood.

"Of course I know, Mr. Hart!" Shi Zhijian took out his cigarette case, "I'm sorry, please allow me to eat a cigarette!"

"casual!"

Westerners do not have the tradition of smoking. On the contrary, when you need to smoke, you need to ask the other party's opinion, especially when eating, otherwise it will be very rude.

Shi Zhijian took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and knocked it on the cigarette case habitually before picking up the match prepared on the dining table and lighting it.

Shi Zhijian took a puff of cigarette, spit it out and said, "I hope Mr. Hart can help you with the matter of Ricci Construction Company. You must know that we Chinese are very grateful. You must have said that, Mr. Hart. I have heard that the grace of dripping water will be reciprocated by the spring!"

Hart smiled, "Really? You Chinese have quite a lot of idioms, but unfortunately I have a bad brain and can't remember them!" After speaking, he pointed to the paper bag Shi Zhijian brought, "not to mention, your The report of the spring is too small! Oh, yes, you have too little spring water! In the desert, such little spring water cannot save people! Especially those travelers who are about to die of thirst!"

During the conversation between the two, the chef wearing a white robe and a chef hat, accompanied by a waiter wearing snow-white gloves, began to serve the two of them.

caviar.

fruit salad.

Sirloin steak.

French Baked Snails.

Borsch soup.

Finally, the waiter poured another aperitif for the two of them.

Shi Zhijian put down his cigarette, raised his glass, and said politely to Hart, who was facing him, "Thank you for your hospitality!"

"You're welcome!" Hart took a sip of liqueur, then put down the napkin and dipped the corner of his mouth, waiting for Shi Zhijian's reply.

Shi Zhijian calmly picked up the knife and fork, and while cutting the steak and sending it to his mouth, he said, "Mr. Hart, you know my current situation.

Hart smiled, forked a piece of steak and sent it to his mouth, but his eyes were always on Shi Zhijian, and after the food was swallowed, he said: "You also said that it will not be until the Ricci Building turns over! So now what? , I am responsible for the Hong Kong Stock Exchange and for the majority of shareholders, and expelling bad currency is the most basic conduct of a financial person!"

"Do you want my Ricci Building to be delisted from the Hong Kong Stock Exchange?" Shi Zhijian couldn't help showing a look of horror on his face.

Hart was very satisfied with Shi Zhijian's reaction.

Is that right, your mother is about to be delisted, can you still eat steak? What the heck!

"Hehe, Mr. Shi is indeed a smart person! Please don't blame me, I'm also very difficult to do!" Hart said hypocritically.

Shi Zhijian put down the cutlery in his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth and turned to Hart, and said excitedly: "You can't do this to me! Dear Mr. Hart! You are a great boss of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, you must have a way, don't you? "

When Shi Zhijian said these words, he was about to laugh until his stomach hurt, and he wondered if his acting skills would be too exaggerated? !

Hart became more and more satisfied with Shi Zhijian's nervous attitude, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shi! I don't want this to happen! You also know that if Ricci Construction is delisted, then your stock will be destroyed. It will become waste paper, and the 30 million you spent will be empty in the water basket!"

Hart deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was a little embarrassed, while observing Shi Zhijian's reaction.

Shi Zhijian sighed and said with a sad face, "Then what should I do now?"

"Actually, I have a suggestion, and I don't know if you are willing to listen to it." Hart took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "Thirty million is not a small amount! Why don't you sell Ricci to I, I will help you find a buyer, I promise, at least 10 million for you! How about it, think about it!"

"What? Only 10 million?" Shi Zhijian was shocked and smiled bitterly: "I will lose 20 million in this way!"

"You want to start a little bit! In business, it's normal to have a loss and a profit! As you Chinese say, if you don't go to the old one, you won't go to the new one! As long as you sell the Ricci Construction Company, at least you can get it. Get 10 million, and then invest another 10 million, and you will earn it back soon!" Hart looked at Shi Zhijian, his tone was full of consolation, "You are still very young, you have opportunities when you are young, no So you must seize this opportunity!"

Shi Zhijian hesitated for a moment, then glanced at a female guest who had just appeared not far away.

The female guest turned her back to herself, with long hair and a shawl, looking at her figure, she was slender and enchanting, she should look good!

Shi Zhijian quickly looked back and looked at Hart, who looked like a good man: "Then I want to know, are you going to help me sell the construction company to someone?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Hart laughed. "You know, this is a trade secret. As a financier, I'm responsible for my clients, don't I?"

"Then what if I refuse?" Shi Zhijian asked tentatively.

"Rejection?" Hart drank the wine in his glass and looked at Shi Zhijian, his originally genial smiling face instantly turned hideous: "Then there is only one outcome waiting for you, and that is delisting!"

Hart said in a serious tone, "Mr. Shi, you should understand what the consequences will be! I'm afraid you can't afford it then!"

Hart thought this would scare Shi Zhijian and force him to obey, who knows——

Shi Zhijian laughed loudly, poured another glass of wine, and gestured to Hart: "Mr. Hart, thank you for your kindness! But there is a saying in China that it is better to be broken than tiles! Do you know what it means? ? If you don't know, please go back and look up the dictionary! Also, thank you for your hospitality! I enjoyed my meal!"

After Shi Zhijian finished speaking, he stood up, took a tablecloth, wiped his mouth casually, and threw it on the table.

How could Hart never expect that Shi Zhijian would suddenly change his attitude and become so unafraid of death? !

"I hope you think more clearly! This is the last chance I'll give you!" Seeing that Shi Zhijian was about to leave, Hart couldn't care about his face, stood up and said hysterically.

Shi Zhijian smiled, "Give me a chance? I think you are seriously ill, it's time to take medicine!"

As he spoke, Shi Zhijian picked up the paper bag placed on the dining table, and poured out the contents of the bag!

Look again, where is the Hong Kong dollar, it turns out to be a packet of Chinese herbal medicine!

"Damn, how could this be?" Hart's eyes widened.

The figure of the woman with long hair and shawl with her back to Shi Zhijian also trembled slightly.

Shi Zhijian took out a cigarette and bit it on his mouth, and smiled at Hart: "Are you going to withdraw from the market? Feel free! Also, if you are mentally ill, remember to take medicine!" After speaking, he walked away with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Damn it! You bastard!" Hart was furious behind him.

When Shi Zhijian left the restaurant, the long-haired woman turned around and looked at Gilhart coldly.

Hart hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Miss Lee! I didn't expect this to happen!"

Li Xuexuan said calmly, "It's okay! Since he wants to die, you can do it for him! From tomorrow, I want to see the news of the delisting of Ricci Construction in all the newspapers in Hong Kong!"

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"What? Hart is going to delist your construction company?"

When he came out of the restaurant, Shi Zhijian saw Saipan who had been waiting for him.

It seems that Saipan's life is still affectionate and righteous, and he really cares about Shi Zhijian.

"This is terrible. If Ricci Construction Company is delisted, then dear Shi, you will lose tens of millions!"

Shi Zhijian held a cigarette in his mouth and couldn't help but patted the other's shoulder and said, "It's not that serious yet!"

Saipan looked at Shi Zhijian suspiciously: "Really?"

Shi Zhijian smiled: "Of course it's true~www.wuxiamtl.com~ You are my Shi Zhijian's best ghost friend! We fought hand in hand from the very beginning, didn't we?"

Saipan remembered that three years ago when Shi Zhijian had not made his fortune, he ran to the racecourse and dared to fool the big detective Lei Luo without bringing a penny, and finally made 300,000!

It was also at that time that Saipan met Shi Zhijian and helped him manage his bank finances, thus forming a deep friendship.

"Dear Saipan, do you want to make money?"

"Uh, what do you mean?"

Shi Zhijian flicked the ashtray, "Now I'll give you a chance to spend one million to buy Ricci Construction stock!"

"Uh, what?" Saibai looked at Shi Zhijian suspiciously.

Ricci Construction is about to be liquidated and delisted, and all the stocks will become a pile of waste paper. Shi Zhijian even asks him to buy the company's stock? Is this helping him or hurting him?

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