I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 301 Someone Behind
Yan Xiuqing turned to Zhong Shiyao and said, "Qi Shuqiu is suspected of accepting bribes. The last person who was taken away by your Commercial Investigation Section was shot dead twenty-five minutes ago."

Zhong Shiyao's face changed suddenly: "Guan sir is dead?"

……

"Brother Bin, Qi Shuqiu has been sent to sea and will never come back." Li Chenghao came to the Mong Kok Mansion, walked into the office and preached: "Guan Youzhi was also shot dead on the way to Lai Chi Kok."

"Bingo, hello Bakuan!" Li Chenghao gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Guobin looked solemn, and said frankly: "This matter has nothing to do with the company, don't talk about it again."

"I understand, Brother Bin."

"You ask Ah Yao to come over here." Zhang Guobin sat on the chair and flipped through the documents. Li Chenghao understood, turned and left the office. Brother Yao received the news and came to the office. He asked in a low voice, "Bing Ge, what happened?"

"Guan Youzhi is also dead. Recently, I should talk to my friends carefully, so as not to cause any misunderstanding." Zhang Guobin confessed aloud, and Brother Yao said straightforwardly, "Don't worry, I will take care of this matter."

"What's the matter with Yan Xiuqing at ICAC? Some things can't be repeated, and things can't be repeated. I want to make friends with Sir Yan."

Zhang Guobin said out loud.

"It's very difficult to make friends with ICAC." Brother Yao smiled, "But I'm already doing it."

"Oh?" Zhang Guobin showed surprise, Brother Yao said with a smile: "It is very difficult to make friends with Sir Yan, but it is much less difficult to make friends with Sir Yan's family."

Zhang Guobin regretted Qi Shuqiu's results, and was even more dissatisfied with Yan Xiuqing.

From money laundering to corruption investigation, there seems to be a force behind Yan Xiuqing.

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"Mr. Liu, Mr. Wu from Hongshu Group has been telling me that the inland economy is booming, and Hongshu Group enjoys many preferential policies for its investment."

Yindu Film Company, a conference room, Zhang Guobin and Liu Wenyan sat opposite each other, Liu Wenyan held tea in his hand, and said with a gentle smile: "All entrepreneurs who invest in the Mainland are welcome in China. Entrepreneurs invest in the Mainland in the early days. The mainland should give some help as appropriate."

"Hehe, what Mr. Liu said is reasonable. With Mr. Wu as an example, I believe that more and more Hongkong entrepreneurs are willing to invest in the mainland."

Zhang Guobin didn't expect that the police didn't come to the door, but Liu Wenyan was the first to go to the door. Recently, DreamWorks and the leftist theaters have not had any major cooperation, so he intuitively told him that Liu Wenyan had something to discuss.

"Mr. Zhang, as far as I know, some employees of your company are engaged in telephone betting business." Liu Wenyan said.

Zhang Guobin's pupils shrank slightly, he was ambiguous: "I don't understand this matter, does Mr. Liu have any advice?"

"Xiangjiang holds the Jockey Club. Behind the Jockey Club is a Western consortium working with the government to gamble in Xiangjiang under the name of public welfare and charity projects." Liu Wenyan said frankly: "Your phone betting in Xiangjiang is too big, and it is bigger than any before. A company’s peripheral business is large, and the receipt of Xinmatai has already attracted the attention of the Ghost Consortium.”

The ability to understand the context behind a big force must be another big force. The energy behind the Jockey Club is huge. Ordinary peripheral companies don’t have a lot of handicap, but since Yihai Group started telephone betting, it jumped up and snatched it. The Jockey Club has a lot of shares, and it is good to keep up with the times, but it will cause trouble when it becomes big.

Zhang Guobin felt turmoil in his heart.

Liu Wenyan stared at him and said, "ICAC is the biggest sword in the hands of ghosts. Sometimes the sword cuts at you, not necessarily for justice."

"Huh..." Zhang Guobin let out a long breath.

He has always understood that ICAC is a sharp sword in the hands of the ghost government. The status of the police force is not as good as that of ICAC, because Lian Ji was born to improve the police force. Cooperation based on interests, many interests have commonality, but Lian Kee's interests and positions are firm and clear, and the only one interest is to serve the ghosts of the Hong Kong government.

"Thank you Mr. Liu."

Now comes the benefit of holding on to the big tree.

Otherwise, he still can't figure out the reason.

No one will tell him why.

The foreign exchange spent earlier, the friendship formed, really worked at the critical moment.

Liu Wenyan shook his head and said, "You're welcome."

"We all see what you do, and we will help you when the time is right. I can't let down your enthusiasm, right?" Liu Wenyan smiled: "And the Jockey Club organization will be retained in the future plan, but when the time comes Now it’s a pure charity organization.”

"After all, the Jockey Club has created a lot of jobs in Hong Kong. We need to consider the citizens of Hong Kong Island. The brand cannot be removed."

Zhang Guobin nodded and said: "I understand, Yihai Group will completely abandon the peripheral betting business by then."

Liu Wenyan nodded in satisfaction: "This idea is very good."

"As for the current ghost matter, you have to find a way to solve it. In fact, your acquisition of HK Electric as a Chinese-funded entrepreneur has already attracted the attention of many ghost consortiums. Some people want to punish you for a long time. People are very worried about you now."

Zhang Guobin sat on the sofa, drinking hot tea, and couldn't help but start to reflect.

Indeed, every penny you take from other pockets, others will hate you more. Even if you earn money through legal procedures, there are always dirty places where people will attack you.

Every Chinese-funded entrepreneur who made a fortune in Xiangjiang will either bow his head to be a dog for the ghost, or be picked on by people who are hard-headed. The hard-headed group of people must have a hard time...

"Thank you for your family's concern for the wandering wanderer. Abin appreciates it." Zhang Guobin stood up, took a deep breath, and expressed his thanks.

It actually feels good to have someone behind you.

night.

A backbone restaurant.

Zhang Guobin, Li Chenghao, Brother Yao.

The top leaders of the three companies were sitting in the box drinking tea quietly. There was no fourth person in the box. Everyone had a solemn expression, holding their teacups and not saying a word.

Brother Yao was wearing a blue gown, pushed his glasses, and said aloud: "It seems that it is useless to trouble ICAC, and it is even more useless to trouble Yan Xiuqing. It’s not good to deal with ICAC the same way you deal with the police force, should you ask other uncles?”

"The easiest way is to give up the betting business." Li Chenghao said.

He can only speak cautiously in the face of such a big event.

Zhang Guobin shook his head: "It's not difficult to give up a betting business. The knife rests on the neck, and the big bosses in the company know how to choose, but if you give up one step, you have to give up the second step. If you retreat again and again, there will be nothing in the end." Way back."

"Could it be that only ghosts can earn Hong Kong dollars, but not Chinese?"

"Why is the Hong Kong dollar called the Hong Kong dollar? Because they are the blood and sweat of the citizens of Hong Kong. In the next ten years or so, we will retreat when we see ghosts, and leave when we meet British capital. Even if we live until the ghosts leave Xiangjiang, the business world, the rivers and lakes, who will think highly of us?"

In fact, Zhang Guobin can still go to Huo Sheng, Bao Sheng asks, and has a chance to settle the matter in front of him, but he will definitely owe a big favor, and it is no different from admitting defeat.

"Who let the ghost have soldiers behind him, guns and cannons." Brother Yao sighed, "It's not shameful to bow your head to the ghost in Xiangjiang."

"right!"

"They have guns and cannons behind them, don't we have one behind us!" Zhang Guobin said in a tough tone, Brother Yao turned his head suddenly: "Brother Bin!"

"Open the incense hall!"

"Call the big bottoms to secretly discuss important matters."

"I want to donate [-] million Hong Kong dollars to the motherland!" Zhang Guobin slapped his palm on the table. Xiang Sansheng Palace, inside the Sansheng Palace, incense is pervasive, and rows of candles stand in front of the statues and spirit tablets.

The amount of donations this time must be paid by the company, and each hall must contribute more or less. It must be decided through a meeting. Meetings in Xiangtang must be an important matter. Anyone who leaks half a sentence will die under the knife. The people sat in their seats, some apprehensive, some panicked.

When Zhang Guobin explained the current situation, the twelve big bottoms all gave their full support. If there is no choice, they can only grit their teeth to survive. If there is a choice, why not choose a brother who is connected by blood?Kneeling is one way, but since he entered Central with Yihai, the Yihai brothers no longer know how to kneel.

the next morning.

Zhang Guobin drove to Liu Wenyan's residence and told Liu Wenyan the news that Yihai Group decided to donate [-] million Hong Kong dollars to build roads for the motherland. Liu Wenyan sat on the sofa in shock, holding a cup of water and said: "Zhang Zhang Zhang ...Mr. Zhang."

"Have you thought it through carefully?"

"Think clearly." Zhang Guobin said boldly: "This money has been deposited in an overseas account. As long as it is used to build roads in China, no matter where it is or what kind of road it is built, Yihai Group will not ask. .”

"It's just a reciprocity."

Liu Wenyan swallowed: "Wait for me to report."

Liu Wenyan got up and left the living room, walked into the bedroom, made a few confidential phone calls, and after half an hour, Fang walked out of the bedroom and nodded: "Mr. Zhang, no problem."

"No one dares to touch your legitimate business in Xiangjiang."

Zhang Guobin finally exhaled: "Thank you, Mr. Liu."

"No, no, Mr. Zhang, I should thank you on behalf of the people." Liu Wenyan shook Zhang Guobin's hand. broke in this way,

But Zhang Guobin knew that on the eve of the end of the "Sino-British Negotiations", he had gained far more than that. He would hold a grand donation ceremony to announce the donation to the public, but before the donation ceremony, there was one thing He wants to show ghosts and foreigners, otherwise ghosts don't know what it means to be afraid!
On the third trading day of the Hang Seng Index this week, some people sold the shares of Jardine Land in a big way. The stock price of Jardine Land, which coincided with the real estate downturn, fell by [-]% in the first two trading days of this week. On the third trading day Since then, Jardine Land has been heavily indebted, and the bank has initiated property preservation in the court. In the second week, Jardine Land’s stock price fell by another [-] points at the opening, and He Yihai’s counterattack was more than that.

　I apologize to everyone for not writing the first two chapters well. In fact, the structure is not good enough. Afterwards, the plot will be weighed more. Sorry, this plot is still under consideration. If you have any opinions, you can raise them. I will think about it seriously.

　　
　
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