Hong Kong Comprehensive: The Rise of the King

After hearing what the prince said, others immediately echoed:
"Good idea. Ah Xiang is our Hongtai's gold medal fighter. After killing the little bully this time, he will become famous."

After hearing what everyone said, Wei Jixiang's face was full of helplessness, but in front of these big guys, it was impossible for him to say no. He could only bite the bullet and nodded with a forced smile on his face.

On the top floor of Qiangsheng Group, in Sheng Jiale’s office.

Sheng Jiale had a cigar in his mouth, which was burning fiercely. The swirling smoke poured out of his mouth and his face was full of satisfaction.

Sitting behind the desk, flipping through the documents in his hands, there was a pile of documents as high as a mountain next to him, waiting to be processed.

From time to time, I would take a sip of the fragrant tea on the table to wash away the fatigue after a day's work.

After correcting the last document, Sheng Jiale pounded his shoulders and suddenly remembered something important. He pressed the pager on the table:

"Let Jimmy come to my office."

In less than five minutes, the office door opened, and Zhanmi, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked into the office and bowed to Sheng Jiale:
"Boss, what do you want me to do?"

Sheng Jiale pointed to the sofa beside him, asking Zhanmi to sit down, nodded to him, took out a cigar from his arms and threw it in front of Zhanmi, and said lightly:

"Real estate development is about to begin, and most of the company's funds will also start to operate."

"I have another plan to execute. I recently met the bank tycoon Ma Jin. I plan to ask him for a personal loan to execute this plan."

"Jamie, help me adjust my schedule. I'm going to visit Ma Jin today."

"By the way, can you also get me a ginseng that is over a hundred years old? When I go to negotiate business with people, I should at least bring some decent gifts, otherwise it will seem shabby."

"Snapped."

Zhanmi waved the pen in his hand and slightly modified the notebook that recorded Sheng Jiale's itinerary. He closed it with a snap, cut the cigar that Sheng Jiale threw to him, took out a match from his pocket, struck it and lit it, and nodded to Sheng Jiale:
"No problem, boss."

"When we were purchasing supplies some time ago, we happened to buy several top-quality century-old mountain ginsengs from the mainland. I'll personally pick out the best one and send it to your car later."

Sheng Jiale smiled and nodded to Zhanmi:
"Okay, let's arrange it this way."

Less than half an hour later, downstairs of Qiangsheng Group, the luxury car that Sheng Jiale used for daily travel was ready. In the car was an exquisitely packaged box, which contained the century-old premium old mountain ginseng selected by Zhanmi himself.

Sheng Jiale walked out of the company. He was wearing a noble custom-made suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and his leather shoes were shiny. They had just been specially delivered from a high-end store in the department store.

When going to discuss matters with a business tycoon, one always has to dress exquisitely. After all, in high-end places, no matter whether you are familiar with the other party or not, appropriate and exquisite dressing is always the most basic matter for improving impression and negotiation. Sheng Jiale walked out of the company gate, slowly got into the luxury car, and drove towards Ma Jin's villa.

A quarter of an hour later, Sheng Jiale's luxury car had already stopped in front of Ma Jin's villa.

Ma Jin's villa was built very magnificently. At the door was a huge open-air swimming pool. Streams of water gushed out from the pool, which was very eye-catching.

The road leading to the entrance of the villa is paved with stone slabs and pebbles. Various rare and exotic plants are planted around it, full of the breath of nature. It is the flowering season, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Sheng Jiale held an exquisite gift box in his hand, walked slowly to the door of the villa, pressed the doorbell next to him, and soon a familiar voice came from the intercom installed on the door:

"Hello, who is this? What's going on?"

Hearing this playful voice, Sheng Jiale immediately put on a gentlemanly smile, pressed the button on the intercom, and said to Cindy on the other side:

"Hello, Miss Cindy, I'm here to visit you today."

As soon as Sheng Jiale finished speaking, a burst of screams was heard in the villa, followed by a chaotic and noisy sound of banging, but these sounds disappeared after a while.

The door of the villa opened, and Cindy was seen leaning on the door frame with her hands, breathing heavily, but she was dressed very exquisitely at this time.

She was wearing a very beautiful pink casual outfit and a mini skirt underneath, revealing her long white legs, making her look very youthful and beautiful.

Her hair was combed meticulously, and she was wearing a pair of exquisite wooden shoes. She stared straight at Sheng Jiale and smiled:

"Hello, Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Jiale smiled and nodded to Cindy. He behaved very gentlemanly and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Cindy:
"Nice to meet you, Miss Cindy."

When Cindy saw Sheng Jiale extending his hand, she also quickly extended her own hand, and a blush appeared on her pretty face. Looking at Sheng Jiale's handsome face and feeling the elegance of his words and actions, Cindy was stunned for a moment.

"Miss Cindy?"

Seeing that Cindy had been holding his hand tightly and staring at him, Sheng Jiale was no fool and he immediately realized that the little girl in front of him was actually a fangirl.

But today Sheng Jiale was not here to tease others or talk about love. He slightly tightened his hand with Cindy and raised his voice a few degrees:

"Miss Sandy."

"what."

After hearing Sheng Jiale's voice, Cindy immediately reacted and quickly opened her hands, her face full of embarrassment and shyness:

"Mr. Sheng, what brings you here today?"

After saying this, Cindy murmured weakly:
"Mr. Sheng, are you here to see me?"

Even though Cindy's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, Sheng Jiale could hear it clearly. Sheng Sheng looked at the little girl in front of him and couldn't help but smiled and shook his head. He raised the gift box in his hand and smiled at Cindy:

"Miss Cindy, is your grandfather, Mr. Ma Jin, here?"

"I have something to discuss with him today, and I'll give him a gift while I'm at it."

After hearing what Sheng Jiale said, Cindy's excitement and shyness suddenly turned into a little embarrassment. She opened the half-closed door, adjusted her expression, and changed from a crazy girl to a dignified lady:
"Mr. Sheng is here to see my grandfather. My grandfather is currently handling some matters at the company. Mr. Sheng, please go inside and sit for a while. I will go and inform my grandfather. I believe he will come back to see you right away."

The security guard standing not far away nodded and took the gift box from Sheng Jiale's hand. Finally, Cindy led Sheng Jiale into the living room of the villa.

This living room was decorated very luxuriously. The floor and walls were made of expensive wooden boards. The ground was covered with royal carpets imported from Persia. There were small incense burners hanging on the surrounding walls, which were burning brightly. The fragrance from various burning herbs filled the room.

A light sniff can instantly relax the whole person. Cindy stood beside the tea cabinet and called out to Sheng Jiale, who was sitting solemnly on the sofa behind him. He smiled and said:

"Mr. Sheng, I have just notified Grandpa, he will be back soon."

"By the way, Mr. Sheng, do you like coffee or black tea?"

Sheng Jiale looked at Cindy and nodded to her with a smile:

"Thank you, Miss Cindy. I'll drink black tea."

While waiting for Ma Jin's arrival, Sheng Jiale and Cindy were sipping tea and chatting.

Originally, Cindy thought that a young and successful person like Xiang Sheng Jiale should have a very mature mentality, but Cindy was pleasantly surprised to find that no matter what trendy things she brought up, he could answer them one by one, even though there were only two people in the room, but his words and actions did not overstep the mark at all.

Originally, Cindy was a handsome and wealthy tycoon to Sheng Jiale, but now after getting to know each other, she is more like a handsome friend.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Ma Jin, dressed in brocade clothes, with his hair combed meticulously and his shoes polished to a shine, walked in. Seeing Sheng Jiale chatting happily with his granddaughter, he couldn't help but smile and squeezed out a few wrinkles on his old face. "Mr. Sheng Jiale, the company has been busy recently. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

When Sheng Jiale saw Ma Jin coming, he stood up from the sofa, stretched out his hand to shake his, with that nonchalant smile on his face:
"It's okay, Mr. Ma Jin."

Seeing the two of them chatting happily, Cindy, who was standing beside them, also walked out of the room slowly and obediently, leaving the space for the two of them.

Ma Jin sat on the sofa, picked up a bottle of red wine and filled the goblet in front of Sheng Jiale with wine:

"Mr. Sheng, thank you for your gift. I just happened to be looking for a hundred-year-old ginseng."

"Mr. Sheng came to me this time to discuss the loan, right?"

Ma Jin always had a smile on his face, but deep in his eyes was a strong excitement, because he knew that for a tycoon like Sheng Jiale, any loan he wanted would be for a huge sum of money.

Moreover, Sheng Jiale has a huge and powerful Group under his control. There is no possibility that he will not be able to repay the money after taking out the loan. Moreover, as long as the amount of Sheng Jiale's one-time loan is large enough, the interest he can get from the loan every month will be a very considerable income. Therefore, ordinary bankers will never refuse loans from the bosses of large companies.

Sheng Jiale picked up the goblet in front of him, took a sip of red wine, and nodded to Ma Jin:

"That's right, Mr. Ma Jin, this time I plan to lend you 3 billion yuan privately."

After hearing the number reported by Sheng Jiale, Ma Jin couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with surprise and confusion in his eyes. He slowly put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Sheng Jiale with a serious expression on his face:
"Mr. Sheng Jiale, I can lend you 3 billion yuan. With the strength of your Qiangsheng Group, even a loan of 10 billion yuan will be no problem at all."

"But what I want to know is, Mr. Sheng Jiale, what are you planning to do with this one-time loan of 3 billion yuan?"

Ma Jin knew that such matters were generally commercial secrets and would not be easily told to others. However, even if real estate was developed in Hong Kong Island, it would not require spending such a huge amount of 3 billion yuan at one time. This made him extremely confused and he could not help but ask Sheng Jiale.

Sheng Jiale did not intend to hide it from Ma Jin. After taking another sip of the red wine in the glass, he said lightly:
"I have many established industries under my control, and the development in Hong Kong Island has stabilized. Naturally, I have to expand outward, so I plan to use the 3 billion to invest in the mainland."

Hearing this, Ma Jin suddenly understood and nodded to Sheng Jiale.

He knew that many large brands in Hong Kong Island were basically owned by Sheng Jiale, or had shares in Qiangsheng Group. It could be said that they had already developed into leading companies when they first arrived. When he thought of this, Ma Jin's mouth curled up into an excited smile:

"Thank you, Mr. Sheng Jiale. There will be no problem with the 3 billion loan. I will ask my people to draft the contract immediately."

"This 3 billion loan will be deposited into your account soon."

In Hongtai, in Uncle Mei’s villa.

In front of me is a lush, green wall surrounded by trees. Inside the villa, the first thing I see is a spacious open-air swimming pool. I have placed many entertainment toys on the side, and countless colorful strips are pulled up on it.

However, there was no one in the swimming pool at this time, while there was joy in the backyard of the villa. Countless adults and children gathered here clapping their hands, singing birthday songs, and celebrating Uncle Mei's birthday.

Wei Jixiang did not stand in the crowd, but leaned on the railing beside him, holding a phone in his hand, with a helpless look on his face, and was calling his younger brothers Shensha and Lanmingquan:

"Do you think I don't know they have many brothers? But the prince and the others insisted that I do it, and I had no choice."

"Anyway, please help me find some more people with weapons and wait for me at the chicken and duck pen."

On the other end of the line, Lan Mingquan's voice came:

"Okay, Boss, you wait over there by the chicken and duck pen, I'll bring my little brother over right away."

Wei Jixiang nodded, greeted them again, and then hung up the phone. He leaned against the railing, took out a cigarette from his arms, and tapped the back of his hand.

At this moment, I just wanted to feel my clothes being pulled. You can see it is my son Dahong. I turned around and slowly lowered my body to look at Dahong level:

"what happened?"

Dahong's face was still full of uneasiness:

"I don't like it here, I want to go home."

Of course, at this time, Wei Jixiang would not have the time to send his son back:
"Da Hong, you stay here. I'm going out to work. Okay?"

"I'll ask Sister Ruby to pick you up, okay?"

Da Hong shook his head reluctantly, and at this moment a familiar voice sounded:

"Axiang."

Wei Jixiang looked up and saw that it was the prince talking to him.

The prince patted Wei Jixiang on the shoulder with a playful smile on his face:

"You're fucking rich. You own half of the VCD factory, and you're making a ton of money this time."

Wei Jixiang's face also showed a hint of joy when he heard this:
"Really? When are we going to split the money?"

The prince looked at Wei Jixiang, smiled and nodded:

“We’ll be able to share the money soon.”

After hearing what the prince said, Wei Jixiang showed a look of embarrassment:
"Brother Prince, I'm telling you, I'm really short of money lately."

The prince laughed at this:
"What are you doing? You're always pretending to be poor, what a jerk."

After saying that, he patted Wei Jixiang on the shoulder and turned away. Seeing this, Wei Jixiang could only smile awkwardly at his son beside him. After calming Dahong's emotions, he went to the chicken and duck pen to wait for Xiaobawang.

Wei Jixiang sat on the tables and chairs placed in front of the snack bar at the entrance of the chicken pen, looking at the crowds in front of him. The countless people coming and going in the chicken pen were busy here. Wei Jixiang smoked one cigarette after another, and on the table next to him, beer cans appeared one after another.

On the other side, Ran Mingquan kept urging Shen Sha:

"Are you going to leave or not? Hurry up."

"Fuck, someone is going to die, stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

Shensha took off his coat and said impatiently:

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll be there soon."

Wei Jixiang threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, wiped the sweat off his face, put the cigarette box in his pocket, stood up and walked out, frowning, took out the sesame oil and put it to the tip of his nose and gently inhaled it to cheer himself up:
"Why haven't you come yet?"

Just as he finished his words, there was a sound of brakes. A high-end black sports car was parked not far away, and more than a dozen people got out of it.

The man standing in the front was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and long pants, with a pair of brown sunglasses on his face and a gold chain around his neck. He was very dazzling under the sun. This man was exactly the little overlord, Wei Jixiang's target this time.

Seeing this, Wei Jixiang quickly covered his face and walked slowly outside:

"This is terrible." (End of this chapter)