Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 86 Chapter 86: Hotel
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Half an hour later, the car drove to the Peninsula Hotel.

Lin Huaile opened the door and got out of the car, and the van behind also stopped.

The oldest luxury hotel in Xiangjiang, Kadoorie and his gang of ghosts, have gained a firm foothold in Xiangjiang with this hotel.

Zhang Ailing's "Love in a Fallen City" also wrote the last word in this hotel, and then went to the other side of the ocean.

"Brother Le!"

Zheng Feng jumped out of the van's cab, walked to Lin Huaile's side, and interrupted his thoughts.

"You and Ah Zhen, bring your two brothers to stay, and the rest will drive back to rest."

"Let them pick me up early tomorrow morning."

Lin Huaile reluctantly moved his gaze away from the beautiful Victoria Bay, and told his horse boys to go back to rest.

Zheng Feng nodded and walked back to the car.

It was the first time for Dehua to see such a luxurious building. He stared wide-eyed and looked around, wanting to see it all before going back to talk to Master.

Changmao had been here with Brother Le a few times before, and saw his little uncle who had never seen the world, so he honked the horn and said loudly: "Little uncle, hang out with Brother Le, and you will live in it every day from now on. Row."

Dehua turned his head honestly, looked at Changmao, and nodded vigorously, expressing that he must follow to the end.

Seeing the two useless nonsense in the front seat, Xie Lan was also very helpless.

She is Ms. Sun from a wealthy family. She often comes to the Peninsula Hotel, and she feels that it is commonplace. Sometimes she even dislikes the inconvenient facilities of the Peninsula Hotel.

This is the injustice of the thieves. The treasures that others cherish with their lives are just ordinary objects that are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the rich.

Xie Lan straightened her hair and got out of the car with her backpack.

Lin Huaile leaned on the viewing railing with both hands, looking at the Victoria Harbour, not far away, with lights twinkling on the sea.

The ghosts are partying all night on the yacht, and even at night, they will not give up their erosive carnival.

"Ale, what are you looking at?"

Xie Lan moved to Lin Huaile's side and asked with concern.

Lin Huaile did not answer immediately, but grabbed Xie Lan's slender hand, took him into his arms, pointed to the bright bay not far away, and said calmly: "Look at the scenery over there."

Xie Lan is not a fool, despite her yellow hair, but she studies very hard.

Education in the poor can not be poor.

The Golden Tooth Leopard understood such a simple truth.

Under the arrangement of Golden Tooth Leopard, Xie Lan attended a missionary school in Taiping Mountain, and the classmates she came into contact with were all from wealthy families.

"Ale, Xiangjiang is still dominated by ghosts."

"The He family and the He family only joined the yacht club in the past few years."

"But these people are all half-witted. Either they grew up in London, or they have the blood of the House of Lords on their bodies."

"Even Kadoorie's gang of Jews are trembling in front of Jardine Taipan."

"The wind in Xiangjiang is still blowing westward."

Xie Lan sighed. Although she was only eighteen and hadn't formally applied for university yet, it didn't mean she didn't know the direction of the wind.

It is too early to discuss north and west.

Cleaning up is urgent.

Lin Huaile sighed, a thief for a day, a thief for the rest of his life, he can't be washed.

As long as you are a thief, you are a chamber pot, and when the big hose needs you, it will call you a brother.

But when you are not needed, it will kick you out of the house.

"Do we still want Hung Hom?"

Xie Lan leaned his head on Lin Huaile's shoulder and asked lightly.

What is the real value of Hung Hom?
Whether it is McCaw, Lao Xin, or even the previous Alphabet Gang, they have not figured it out.

This is not to say that they are not smart enough, but their thinking is full of limitations.

Hung Hom is located in Yau Tsim Mong, and Yau Tsim Mong is the area with the highest density of bar stalls.

Except for Lan Kwai Fong, which is dominated by ghosts, this is the place with the most oil and water.

The monthly fee of millions makes them ignore the core value of this area.

Land!

Where there is earth, there is wealth!
This is the truth that our ancestors have verified with blood for thousands of years.

Of course, this group of fierce and smart people who wade out of the sea of ​​​​blood also soon came to their senses.

As a result, in the Tuen Mun development in the early 90s, the four major real estate developers were directly swept out.

The Bao Leung Kuk bosses represented by the squires, relying on the alliance with the prefix and their own legal militia, educated the gang of ship kings, supermen, and smugglers.

Let them know who is the real power in Xiangjiang.

(The four major real estate developers have a good relationship with ghosts, but they have nothing to do when they encounter real hooligans.)
(The headquarters of Little Superman, at that time, the prefix sent flower baskets every day, if you dare to start work, you will be fucked.)
(This is also the reason for going north.)
(Po Leung Kuk can't get the government public land in the hands of ghosts, but you can't get private land in the countryside either.)
(You can refer to the Luguo Group story.)
"Pretty girl, what do you want to do?"

"Recovering the land, mortgaging it, and then recovering the land, the limit has been reached, but the price of the building must be minimized."

Xie Lan sneered, this trick of leverage almost made my ears rotten.

But the two big ghost banks, Jardine Matheson and HSBC, will not give loans to little people like them.

The rest are Chinese banks.

Getting their support requires a stepping stone.

Lin Huaile fell into deep thought, but Xie Lan stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the mouth.

Save 1 words this time.
The morning sun shone into the room, making people disturbed.

Lin Huaile stretched out his hand from under the quilt and rubbed his itchy eyes.

The other protagonist in the quilt should not have the idea of ​​getting up, with golden hair scattered on the white goose down quilt.

Crazy night.

The bite marks on the shoulders and the scratches on the back proved that both of them had tried their best.

Lin Huaile carefully got out of bed, picked up the cigarette on the bedside table, walked to the window, pulled a small sofa, sat on it and smoked.

What Xie Lan said is right, take the land, mortgage the loan, and continue to collect.

Repeatedly, slowly snowballing.

When the momentum is small, everyone can handle it.

After the momentum is strong, he will also sincerely call Lin Sheng.

"Men's Clothes" is continuing to make profits, and Lin Guoshengchao's owner, relying on his influence and connections in the industry, managed to secure the publishing company.

But this revenue is a drop in the bucket for the real estate industry that swallows money like dirt.

Need to find a way to collect funds quickly.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have one more important matter, which he didn't do!

Thinking of this, Lin Huaile walked to the phone with his arms bare and wearing a pair of shorts, and dialed a number.

"There is news!"

"That's right, the Wan family is getting impatient, when are we going to pick them up?"

"Tonight, I will send someone to pick you up."

"Okay, see you soon!"

Lin Huaile hung up the phone and had a small plan to make a fortune in his heart.

　Today is too tired, lazy day, sorry sorry sorry!

　　Tomorrow is normal!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)