Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 533 King of Hong Kong
"Now, apart from Swire, he has already taken control of the three major foreign companies, Jardine Matheson, Wheelock and Hutchison, right?"

"Boss Shen, his background can be clearly found out!"

"Why do you indulge him like this?"

"Is it possible that the English mainland has no suspicion of him at all?"

The top floor of the HSBC Building, the senior office.

Unexpectedly, most of the furniture in the office is traditional Chinese mahogany furniture, and the desks and coffee tables are all carefully crafted from small-leaf red sandalwood.

In front of the French window, Shen Bi poured a glass of whiskey for Li Bancheng, "Try it, this is our top-quality Scottish whiskey."

"Thank you."

"How many ice cubes do you want?"

"Two pieces."

Shen Bi picked up the wine glass, smelled the aroma of the whiskey, took a small sip, and felt the aroma in his mouth and the heat flowing through his throat.

"Mr. Li, you have to know that I am only the boss of HSBC, not the Prime Minister of England."

Looking out the window at Victoria Harbour, Shen Bi's voice was a little vague, "What are just a few foreign companies in Hong Kong?"

"Even in England, except for Rolls-Royce, which they didn't buy because the engine company refused to sell, several major car companies such as Bentley, Land Rover and Rover were acquired by them!"

"Hey, these car brands used to serve the British royal family!"

“So what?”

"We have already started dismantling some of the production lines and transporting them to Hong Kong."

"Ah!" Li Bancheng's eyes almost popped out when he heard the news. "Why would Mrs. Thatcher approve such a takeover?"

"Shouldn't Mrs. Thatcher know more about Gu Weijun's background?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

"But I guess the biggest reason is still because of money, right?"

"I heard that the new leaders in Argentina have begun to express their views on the Falkland Islands and are very hostile to the British Empire."

"Alas, the British Empire is no longer what it used to be. All it has left are two outdated aircraft carriers and warships."

"Otherwise, how could Argentina, a country in South America, dare to show its teeth to our British Empire?"

After hearing this, Li Bancheng completely lost the confidence to continue competing with Gu Weijun.
Hutchison Whampoa was intercepted by Gu Weijun halfway, which is an eternal pain in his heart, but after hearing this relatively secret news today.

He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill on his back. Even England couldn't stop Gu Weijun's acquisition efforts, so what could Hong Kong mean to him?

In Baijia Road, Taiping Mountain, another manor of Gu Weijun.

A man and a woman were fighting fiercely. Finally, the woman in the fight let out a loud roar and everything fell silent.

"Dear Gu, how should you thank me?"

"If it weren't for me, how could you have taken over these companies in Hong Kong that started out as opium dealers so easily?"

"Even several local automobile companies in England have fallen smoothly into your hands."

"The future king of Hong Kong!"

Gu Weijun kept stroking Susan's smooth golden hair. Susan squinted her eyes in comfort, "Haha!"

"Susan, you are wrong. You English people should be grateful to me!"

"If I hadn't disclosed this to you, there might be an unknown third party involved in the Falkland Islands dispute."

"Are you British people so kind?"

"You are not the only senior executive in MI6. Can't they make a judgment?"

“Can’t Downing Street judge?”

"Well, I hope you are right!" Susan sighed, "Who would have thought that the famous British Empire would have fallen on its demise?"

"Just for a Falkland Island far away from the mainland, I'm so tolerant of you!"

"Snapped!"

"Oh my God!" "Susan, England will not only be about the Falkland Islands in the end, but also about the development of Hong Kong's automobile industry."

"Of course, if England is really ignorant, I don't mind making England, the empire on which the sun never sets, go down sooner!"

".Are you serious?"

"Haha, look how scared you are, I was just saying it casually!"

"I hope so. Okay, I should go now. By the way, I have distributed all the funds you gave me for the activities, so you can continue to do what you want in Hong Kong! MI6 will not hinder you in any way. This includes the Governor's Mansion."

"Oh, honey, you are so great and capable!"

"Dear Gu, I hope it's the latter."

"No problem, you're always welcome."

Gu Weijun was wearing a bathrobe, standing on the rooftop of the manor, feeling the wind, revealing his thick thighs and rock-like pectoral muscles. He looked at Susan's car driving away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.

What a joke, if there were no secret tricks, how could it be possible to suppress the British capital in Hong Kong so easily?

The acquisition of several automobile companies in the UK was just to save face for the newly-elected Mrs. Thatcher and other members of the Labour Party.

Of course, Gu Weijun had always intended to increase investment in automobiles.

After all, with the support of the mainland, I can make good money for at least 30 years!

Are we really going to let a shabby Santana made by Volkswagen of Germany be sold all over China? A big sale?
I now have three models, all of which are equipped with the latest technology. The old relationship with the First Ministry of Machine Building in China is still there, as is the relationship with Second Automobile Works in Beijing.

I don’t believe that we can’t beat a German Volkswagen!
It’s a government car, who doesn’t know how to do it?

Gu Weijun enjoyed the breeze for a while, looked towards the north, sighed slightly, changed his clothes, and returned to Shi Xundao's manor.

When Jiang Wanhua took the coat, he sniffed it and asked, "Did you send the British woman away?"

"Wanhua, you are becoming more and more beautiful now!"

Seeing Jiang Wanhua's sharp eyes, Gu Weijun really changed his tone, "It's getting more and more delicious!"

"Humph!"

"Hurry up and eat!"

"The whole family is waiting for you."

"Ah."

Gu Weijun sat at the main seat and tapped the plate. Jiang Wanhua and her two children, Constance and Catherine, who were sitting on his left and right, began to enjoy their dinner.

Following the masters' gazes or finger gestures, the maids behind them helped to pick up the dishes.

After taking a sip of red wine, Gu Weijun asked the women, "The production lines of several automobile companies in England will be completely dismantled and shipped to Hong Kong in about six months."

"We have factories and workshops ready-made."

“Whether it’s Jardine Matheson, Wheelock or Hutchison, there’s enough space for them.”

"But, who among you is interested in managing the future automobile group?"

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"No way? The automobile group has assets worth over 10 billion US dollars!"

Constance wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk scarf and smiled disdainfully, "So what?"

"We're already annoyed enough!"

“You can choose any place you want!”

"But now, apart from Jardine Matheson, Wheelock and Hutchison Whampoa are all in a mess!"

"Wheelock and Hutchison have been making losses for years. We can't just buy them and let them continue to lose money, right?"

"Why don't you find another hostess to take care of this business?"

"My King of Xiangjiang!"

(End of this chapter)