PFC Chapter 147 1 must be taken
Chapter 147 1 must be taken
Jimmy said rudely, "Correction please, new sister-in-law!"
"leave!"
Zhou Shengpeng couldn't help but give him the middle finger.
Repulse Bay hilltop villa.
The giant Guan Gong on the plane overlooks most of Hong Kong Island and guards Zhou Shengpeng's villa.
There is a pair of stone lions at the door, which are very majestic. Combined with the faded couplets with typos on the door, it looks very lifelike.
In the room, on the sofa under the freehand painting Jimmy gave me.
Zhou Shengpeng held Sister Ailian in one hand and held a glass of red wine in the other, swaying and staring at the TV.
A male announcer's voice came from the TV.
"Then there was the financial news. Following the weakness of the US stock market, the auction price of a residential land in Qinglongtou was far higher than market expectations."
"The Hong Kong stock market plummeted by more than 350 points on the futures settlement day, and the futures index also plummeted by more than 300 points."
"Several heavyweight real estate stocks have fallen by more than 10%."
"The market expects that real estate stocks will continue to fall."
When Zhou Shengpeng heard the news, he happily turned off the TV.
"Haha, A-Lian, I made a fortune this time. You can't even imagine how much money I can make."
Zhou Shengpeng put down the red wine glass and kissed Sister Ailian hard on the face.
"Thirty million, or fifty million? Are you really that happy?"
Sister Ailian changed her sitting position and disagreed.
Zhou Shengpeng chuckled, put his arm around her shoulders, and gently tapped her nose: "Your appetite is getting bigger and bigger. You don't care about 30 or 50 million anymore."
Sister Ailian rolled her eyes.
She was the one who helped Zhou Shengpeng launder 100 million yuan.
I also saw him spending hundreds of millions to cause trouble with Liansheng.
His vision has long been too high to take 30 or 50 million seriously.
However, what Sister Ailian could not have imagined was that this time she earned not 30 million, nor 50 million, but 300 million!
"Tomorrow, come with me to HSBC and you'll know how much it is then."
"Let me show you how powerful your man is."
Zhou Shengpeng grinned, looking very happy.
Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone, so happiness should be shared.
The highest level of happy sharing ends.
When Sister Ailian found out, she lay down in front of him.
I learned that Zhou Shengpeng made 300 million yuan in the stock market this time.
Her mouth opened wide, her eyes widened in shock, and then she cheered even more excitedly.
Three hundred million is not thirty or fifty million. Combined with the money he earned before, Zhou Shengpeng is fully capable of becoming one of the richest people in Hong Kong Island.
Although he may be the last one in the class, he is fundamentally different from ordinary businessmen.
You can touch higher-level buildings and join the upper class society.
Sister Ailian looked at Zhou Shengpeng coquettishly and said, "I want to share my happiness with you again."
Zhou Shengpeng looked helpless and could only cooperate.
On the other side, in He Feng’s office.
He Feng turned off the TV with a grim expression.
The secretary knocked on the door and said, "Director He, Mr. Yao wants to see you."
"Come in."
He Feng spoke, and Yao Shaobin walked in and stood respectfully aside.
"How is it? Have you found out?" He Feng asked.
"I found out that this Qiangguo Real Estate Company was established not long ago."
"Its legal representative is called Jimi. He originally sold diapers and other daily necessities. He also has shares in Universal Entertainment."
Yao Shaobin spoke slowly.
He Feng's expression became increasingly ugly.
He is very familiar with information about Universal Entertainment and Pengcheng Diapers.
It was all written in Zhou Shengpeng’s file before.
He stood up and said in a muffled voice, "It's obvious that Zhou Shengpeng is driving up the land price this time, forcing our Tiankun Group to buy an expensive piece of land."
He said as he walked towards his desk.
Yao Shaobin followed closely behind He Feng and asked doubtfully, "But why would he do this? What good will it do him?"
"Does he think that by asking us to buy a piece of expensive land, he can vent his anger at the heavy losses inflicted on the Tiankun Group?"
"That's too naive. How can a small fry like him shake up the Tiankun Group?"
He Feng sat down in his boss chair, took out Zhou Shengpeng's information, and shook his index finger.
"No, we all underestimated this short mule."
Yao Shaobin was confused: "What do you mean?"
"I don't know if you've seen today's news?"
"The US stock market weakened, with real estate stocks falling by more than 10 percent, and the Hang Seng Index falling by at least 2 to 4 percent."
"According to information I received from HSBC, Zhou Shengpeng made a fortune from today's futures settlement, at least 300 million!"
He Feng sat calmly in the boss chair and spoke slowly.
Only then did Yao Shaobin react.
He was so shocked that his mouth was opened wide and his voice became a little higher:
"Mr. He, you're saying that Kunpeng, that short mule, took advantage of the bad external market conditions during the futures settlement and deliberately drove up land prices while selling land, thus crashing the stock market."
"Then, he took the opportunity to sell futures and make money!"
How could a short mule have such a broad perspective and dare to do this?
When competing with Tiankun Group for land, aren't you afraid that Tiankun Group will let go and not want the Qinglongshan land, and end up with a piece of high-priced land in your hands?
Moreover, if you invest all your assets in it, if the stock market fluctuates, you will lose everything.
How dare you?
Unless, every step taken is extremely precise and calculated!
Yao Shaobin was so shocked that his throat felt dry.
"Yes, a short mule, through layers of calculations, caused our Tiankun Group to pay more than half the price for the land. Coupled with the stock price plummeting, we lost a lot of money."
"Zhou Shengpeng is still holding a grudge against Zhe Nan for asking Lin Huaile to mess with him, making us lose face."
"I always teach Zhe Nan that you can't judge people by appearance or status. You never know which opponent might deliver a fatal blow to you."
"But he never listens to advice. He's still too naive!"
He Feng sighed and said that this time the loss for Tiankun Group was really not small.
"Mr. He, we don't need to think too highly of Zhou Shengpeng. After all, he's using some old tricks, and in the business world, many people wouldn't bother doing that."
"Even if he wins temporarily, it's just this much."
Yao Shaobin spoke to comfort her.
He Feng shook his head: "I don't think so."
"Although it's a trick, it's very effective."
"Business is like a battlefield. If you know you can make money, would you just sit there and wait for it?"
Sighing, he continued, "Young people nowadays are incredible."
"I've seen his business style: precise targets, creativity, boldness, and daring to take risks. Whether it's diapers, video games, or real estate, he's got a knack for it."
"Plus, this young man has deep connections with the gang and even set up a SHIELD security company. He has the demeanor of a business tycoon."
"There will definitely be a place for this person in the future Hong Kong Island."
Yao Shaobin didn't expect that Zhou Shengpeng had such a high evaluation from He Feng.
He asked, "Mr. He, you think so highly of him. If he were one of us, it would be fine. But he is an enemy and poses a certain threat to our group. Do you want to..."
He Feng shook his head.
"In business, harmony is the most important thing."
“In business, enemies today can be drinking and chatting for profit tomorrow.”
"Now is not the time to haggle. Yau Ma Tei Plot 5 must be acquired."
"The construction progress of the trade city cannot be delayed any further."
"Help me find a way to make an appointment with Zhou Shengpeng. I want to meet him in person!"
Yao Shaobin nodded: "Okay, I'll make the arrangements."
The weather in Hong Kong Island changes suddenly. It was sunny in the morning, but it started to rain heavily in the afternoon.
Zhou Shengpeng just arrived at Tsz Wan Shan and talked to Changfa and Sanying about some matters.
On the way back, the rain was pouring down like water, and he could hardly see the windshield of his Bentley.
Suddenly, when passing a zebra crossing, I almost bumped into a white figure.
"Fuck, even if it means you're seeking death, don't hurt others..."
The second half of the sentence was choked back.
Through the windshield swept by the wipers, it was Ruan Mei who was drenched by the heavy rain, and the sugar was scattered all over the ground.
Ruan Mei's eyes were red, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on her face.
Her little hands were busy protecting the malt sugar on the cart.
But when I pulled the oil paper on this side, the wind would blow it away on the other side.
The wind seemed to be deliberately teasing her and going against her, making him very anxious.
Just when Ruan Mei was feeling isolated and helpless, a magnetic voice accompanied by the sound of rain sounded above her head.
"Put the candy in my car first."
She slowly raised her head and saw Zhou Shengpeng's face wet by the heavy rain, and her heart was suddenly moved again.
Without waiting for Ruan Mei's consent, Zhou Shengpeng quickly covered the candy with oil paper.
Then put it in the trunk, fold the car and stuff it in together.
After doing all this, when Zhou Shengpeng opened the car door and was about to get in, he found Ruan Mei standing there awkwardly.
"Get in the car, don't you think the rain isn't wet enough?"
Zhou Shengpeng opened the car door and prepared to push her in.
Ruan Mei pinched her fingers and whispered, "I'm dirty and wet, and I'm afraid I'll damage your car. It looks too expensive."
"A car is just a big piece of metal. Its essence is to serve people. No matter how expensive it is, it is just a means of transportation."
"Do you really want me to stand in the rain with you?"
Zhou Shengpeng stuffed her into the car without saying a word.
Ruan Mei sat in the car carefully. This was her first time riding in such a luxurious car and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.
Zhou Shengpeng got in the car and saw her uneasy and immature look, so he leaned over and helped her fasten the seat belt.
"Crack!"
The moment the seat belts were buckled, the air was filled with fragrance and the quiet space made the whole atmosphere much warmer and more ambiguous.
Zhou Shengpeng sat back in the driver's seat. His seat was neither close nor far from the co-pilot's.
From his perspective, a strand of Ruan Mei's hair fell down, revealing her delicate and pretty little face.
Although she didn't wear any makeup, her skin was fair, her cheeks were rosy, and her lips were rosy without any makeup.
The raindrops on my face that have not yet dried up look like white plum blossoms covered with morning dew, fresh and juicy.
The beauty is a feast for the eyes, and Ruan Mei is the one who is being talked about.
Ruan Mei felt Zhou Shengpeng's burning gaze and stammered, "Let's go, let's go?"
"Let's go, but you have to show me the way."
Zhou Shengpeng handed over a handkerchief.
Then, following Ruan Mei's instructions, they took many turns and arrived at an old little house in Tsz Wan Shan.
After barely parking the car, he helped move all the things out of the car.
"I'll come, I'll come."
"Just put it here."
Ruan Mei felt embarrassed and hurriedly helped put the things away.
Then he took out a clean towel and said, "Mr. Zhou, you are all wet. Wipe it off. Don't catch a cold."