Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 657 0645 [Let you know what greed is]

first timing!

Big Eyes changed his sarcasm, ridicule and humiliation towards Yan Xiong, forced a smile on his face, and hurriedly ran towards Soros with small steps.

"Lord Thoros, why are you here? Oh my God, it's so radiant!" He looked so flattering that he didn't know what to say. He wanted everyone to know that Thoros was here.

The diners in the tea house also stood up one after another, not daring to sit down, and rushed to look at Soros.

Soros has become very popular on Wall Street in the past few years, and his reputation is so high that almost everyone in Chinatown knows his name.

"Wow, it's really Soros!"

"I didn't expect him to come here!"

"Today I can see a real person!"

Everyone was talking a lot, looking at Soros with expressions of admiration.

Soros looked at the big eyes in front of him and said with disdain, "It's you!"

"Of course it's me!" Big Eyes stretched out his hand impatiently, wanting to shake hands with Soros: "Excuse me, have you changed your mind and are you ready to accept my investment? I am so happy and excited, Mr. Soros, I-—— "

Before Big Eyes could finish what he said, Soros walked past him without even looking at him, even ignoring the hand of friendship extended by Big Eyes.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Big Eyes froze, "Didn't Master Thoros come to see me?"

The big-eyed person turned around with a puzzled expression, and then saw the most incredible scene in his life.

Soros walked straight towards Yan Xiong, reached out his hand, and said with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, is this Yan Xiong, Mr. Yan? I am Soros, the president of Quantum Fund Company!"

Yan Xiong was stunned and had to shake hands with Soros: "Ahem, that me... my name is Yan Xiong, but your Excellency, this is--"

"It's good if it's you! Mr. Du has already negotiated with me. After investing five million US dollars, you will be the one to make the decision!"

"Ahem, what?" Yan Xiong looked surprised.

Only then did he understand why Du Yongxiao had not shown up in the past few days, and also understood what investments Du Yongxiao was making.

Soros was afraid that Yan Xiong would regret it, so he took a look at the surroundings, sniffed, and actively invited: "This place is too low-level. How about Yan Xiongsheng accompany me to the Shangri-La Hotel? We can taste the best red wine there. Let’s discuss this cooperation.”

Yan Xiong glanced at the dumbfounded eyes not far away, and then looked at the diners who stretched their necks and stared at him as if they had seen a ghost. He coughed, put back his hands, straightened his chest, then raised his head and said to Soros: "That's fine! The quality here is indeed too low to suit my status. After all, you and I are negotiating a five-million-dollar business!"

"That's it! Mr. Yan, please come this way!" Soros hurriedly stepped away, bowed and stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture.

Yan Xiong stood out with his chest and belly, walking squarely like those old prime ministers on the stage, and walked towards the luxury car outside step by step.

Soros followed with a smile on his face, as if he had received some treasure.

His big eyes were wide open as he looked at Yan Xiong in disbelief. Five million in business? How can it be?

Those diners also looked at Yan Xiong stupidly. Didn't he rush to the street? Five million, how did he do it?

Yan Xiong looked at everyone's reaction and his vanity was fully satisfied.

He never dreamed that one day he would be able to show off his authority in the United States and let these gangsters know who he was.

Of course, Yan Xiong has not forgotten who gave him all this. Without Du Yongxiao, he would not be where he is today.

"It seems that I made the right decision to be my godfather!" Yan Xiong thought to himself, "The honor that my godfather can give me is something I will never be able to achieve in my life!"

Then Yan Xiong thought of the five million business in front of him. One can imagine how much Du Yongxiao trusted him! Five million US dollars, that’s [-] million Hong Kong dollars!

He walked to the luxury car in front of everyone's astonished eyes, looked at the big eyes that stood there, and patted his shoulder: "I'm sorry, big eyes, I really wanted to support your business, but your standard here is too low. After all, the business I want to discuss is five million!"

The corners of his big eyes and mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes shrank.

Yan Xiong continued to pat him and said: "Oh, by the way, you used to pick up cow dung in the New Territories, right? How does it feel to come to the United States? Why do you still look like a cow dung picker to me? How many years of hard work did you start? There are so many small shops! Tsk!" Yan Xiong shook his head, "How embarrassing!"

With big eyes and pale face, Yan Xiong got into the car.

Soros turned his head and looked at him with an embarrassed look, snorted coldly, and got into the car.

"Drive to Shangri-La!"

Thoros ordered.

The Lincoln sped away.

Behind--

His big eyes clenched his fists, his eyes spitting fire, "Pu you Amu! I, I, I--"

His big eyes were filled with anger, his eyes darkened, his body swayed, and he almost fell down.

"Boss Huang, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Guang, are you okay?"

Big Eyes heard the shouts of everyone.

……

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Du trusts you very much and decided to hand over the five million investment rights to you. Look -"

In the VIP lounge of Shangri-La Hotel.

Soros swayed red wine in his hand, crossed his legs, and sat at the window with Yan Xiong, admiring the beautiful street view below the tenth floor while discussing business.

After all, Yan Xiong was born in one of the top four detectives. At this moment, he was not impatient, unhurried, imitating Soros, swaying the red wine in his hands, crossing his legs and saying, "Well, I'm very grateful to Mr. Du for trusting me. , but this is a big deal, five million US dollars is not a small amount, I think--"

Yan Xiong smiled and snapped his fingers.

Female secretary Mitchell held a folder, stepped on high heels, twisted her waist, and came to Yan Xiong like a willow. She took a look at Soros first.

Thoros nodded to her.

Mitchell then opened the folder, took out a check and handed it to Yan Xiong with a smile: "Mr. Yan, please take a look."

Yan Xiong was stunned for a moment, then took it and saw that it was US$[-], the winning ticket.

Yan Xiong immediately put down the check, looked at Soros and said, "What does this mean?"

Soros took a sip of red wine and smiled slightly: "It's very simple. I heard that you Chinese have this habit. What is it called - taking kickbacks!"

After Soros finished speaking, he pointed to the check, "If Mr. Yan, you are willing to hand over all the investment rights of five million to me, then this check will be yours!"

Yan Xiong smiled, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not that kind of person!" He pushed the check back, looking upright and domineering.

Soros was stunned for a moment, wondering if the news was wrong? Isn’t this Yan Xiong a greedy man? No, I heard that he was one of the four detectives in Hong Kong, and he was very greedy when he was in office.

Thinking of this, Soros snapped his fingers again, "Mr. Yan, I am very sincere!"    "Sincerity? I'm sorry, I will never do anything to disgrace Mr. Du!" Yan Xiong shook his head.

Female secretary Mitchell smiled, followed Soros's instructions, opened the folder again, took out another check and handed it to Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong took it and saw that it was another thirty thousand US dollars. Ni Ma, this ghost guy actually doubled it with me?

Fortunately, Yan Xiong was a big embezzler in the past and had never seen any huge checks. He returned the check to Soros again and said, "Sorry, I said I can't do it!"

Soros' face turned ugly for the first time.

He didn't expect that the old corrupt criminal in front of him was so difficult to deal with. Only the devil believed that he was as clean as water. It must be because he didn't have enough money.

Gritting his teeth, Soros snapped his fingers at the female secretary Mitchell again.

Mitchell reluctantly opened the folder, took out a check this time and handed it to Yan Xiong: "For the last time, I hope you can cherish it!"

Yan Xiong was stunned and took a look at the check. This time it was actually [-] US dollars. Adding the first two, the total was [-] US dollars!

One hundred thousand US dollars, converted into Hong Kong dollars, is almost [-], which is not a small amount.

Yan Xiong's heart skipped a beat, he smiled, picked up the three checks and put them in his arms: "Okay, I understand what you mean. I will leave Mr. Du's money to you for management. As for what you invest in, I will I won’t take the initiative to ask, but if Mr. Du asks, I hope you can answer truthfully.”

"Don't worry about this, I will be responsible for Mr. Du and the money!" Soros was happy, raised his glass and said: "Come on, happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

Yan Xiong clinked glasses with Soros, drank the wine in one gulp, and looked at each other with a smile.

For Soros, Yan Xiong's money will not be a hindrance when he operates the five million in the future.

For Yan Xiong, since his godfather asked him to manage this matter, he was obviously taking advantage of him, and he was neither greedy nor greedy.

……

Just as Yan Xiong and Soros clinked glasses to cooperate, Du Yongxiao took a plane straight to Boston, USA, and rushed to Harvard University.

As the leading university in the United States and even the world, Harvard University is definitely the cradle of cultivating elites.

When Du Yongxiao came to Harvard University, it happened to be noon, the school was over, and the campus was full of young and energetic student elites.

The golden sycamore trees towering on the campus are covered with fallen leaves, paving the school paths as if they were paved with gold.

Du Yongxiao walked while admiring the beautiful Haval.

I remember that in my last life, Du Yongxiao watched a Korean drama called "Love at Harvard", and the filming location was here. When I compare it now, I feel it is more beautiful than in the TV drama.

Du Yongxiao carefully searched for the person he was looking for, but still found nothing.

So Du Yongxiao came up with a trick and came to the building where the school leaders were located.

There were black guards outside the building. When they saw Du Yongxiao approaching, they guessed that he was a student or an outsider.

Soon, the black guards determined that Du Yongxiao was an outsider. The reason was simple. Du Yongxiao did not dress like a student. Harvard students generally dressed very freely, mostly wearing shirts and jeans.

Du Yongxiao, however, was wearing a white suit with a font and a gentle manner. He looked like one of those noble men from the movies, and this noble man was of Asian descent.

After all, Harvard University is a prestigious school, and racial discrimination is strictly prohibited here, so the black guards did not dare to look at Du Yongxiao with colored glasses.

Du Yongxiao came to the black guard.

"Hello, friend, are you from outside? This is an important area of ​​the school and no one is allowed in." The black guard kindly reminded Du Yong of his filial piety.

Du Yongxiao smiled, took out his wallet from his arms, handed a hundred dollars to the guard at the door, and said to him with a smile: "Sorry, I came here to talk to the director of your school about something."

"Looking for the school director?" The black guard did not dare to accept the money Du Yongxiao handed over and looked at Du Yongxiao suspiciously.

Du Yongxiao smiled, stuffed a hundred dollars into the black guard's jacket pocket, patted it and said, "Don't worry, I'm not here to do bad things. On the contrary, I want to donate money to your school."

"Ah, donating money?" The black guard was stunned and immediately smiled: "God, this is indeed a good thing. Wait a moment, friend! I will go and inform you right now!"

The black guard happily walked into the guard box and called the senior leaders in the building.

By the way, he took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into his back pocket, "Hello, is this Mr. Sherf? I am Eisen, the janitor... Yes, this is what happened. There is a young man at the door now who wants to He wants to see you... Yes, he said he has something very important that he wants to talk to you in person... It seems that he wants to donate money to our school - OK, yes, I will let him go up and see you!"

After the black guard finished speaking, he hung up the phone, then walked out with a smile and said to Du Yongxiao: "Hello, friend! Our respected school director Mr. Scherff is in the office on the third floor. He sincerely invites you to come up and meet."

"Okay, thank you!" Du Yongxiao nodded towards the black guard and then stepped upstairs.

The black man stood behind and wiggled his butt happily, "God, how great would it be if something like this happened every day?"

……

On the third floor, the school director’s office.

When Du Yongxiao came to the door, a short and fat man in a suit and leather shoes was already waiting at the door.

When the short and fat man saw Du Yongxiao, he looked startled. He seemed to have never expected that Du Yongxiao would be so young and handsome. Usually those who came to the school to donate money were old politicians or business tycoons. There were very few who were as young as Du Yongxiao and were of Chinese descent.

Just when the short, fat man looked suspicious, Du Yongxiao came to him with a smile, stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, I am Du Yongxiao, from Hong Kong!"

"Huh?" The short and fat man was stunned for a moment, then shook hands quickly and said, "Hello, I am Harvard President Sherf!"

Scherff is one of the top ten directors of the Harvard school, but he is actually a "little one" because he has not made any special contribution to Harvard since he became a director.

Even if those wealthy people wanted to donate money, they would not go to him, but to nine other more famous school directors.

"Mr. Sherf, you must have known just now that I came to your school to donate money." Du Yongxiao got straight to the point.

Sherf felt happy and hurriedly invited Du Yongxiao: "In this case, let's go in and talk about it!"

Du Yongxiao and Sherf went into the office together.

In the corridor, two school staff, a boy and a girl, saw them and talked quietly——

"what happened?"

"I heard that someone wanted to donate money to the school, and Sherf was responsible for receiving them."

"Ha, Sherf is really unlucky today."

"That's not necessarily true!" the man said, "Didn't you see, that's a Chinese!"

"What about the Chinese?" the woman asked, "I think he is quite handsome."

"Ha, you women really only care about whether a man is handsome or not - how many rich men have you seen who are Chinese?"

"Well, that's true!"

"So -" the man glanced at Du Yongxiao's back with a look of disdain, "Maybe this is just a poor guy who is just trying to gain fame!"

(End of this chapter)