Started from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 173 [For the good of the company]

Li Wendi did not stay in the police station for too long. He left with his bodyguards at around 23pm and went to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel to stay for one night. Of course, before that, he naturally asked the bodyguards in the villa to pay attention to safety issues.

Although the gangsters' target was him, there was no guarantee that they would not threaten him with his family. However, he did not dare to risk returning to the villa. After all, doing so would only increase the risk for Li Xiaonan and Guo Cuiting.

At the police station, Li Wendi had asked Xie Jin to strengthen patrols at the Repulse Bay Villa to prevent criminals from attacking the villa.

After much consideration, Xie Jin finally agreed to Li Wendi's request, because many Hong Kong dignitaries lived in Repulse Bay, and strengthening patrols there would be very beneficial to the police force, and it might even allow the dignitaries to say a few good words in front of the Governor of Hong Kong.

Therefore, Li Wendi felt a little relieved. With the close patrols of the police, the criminals would not dare to be too blatant. They might suspect that the police had already made some arrangements and retreat.

The next morning, the shooting incident on Repulse Bay Road was reported in all major newspapers in Hong Kong. The articles were written overnight and although they were not overly insightful, they sold very well.

The people of Hong Kong have always loved to "watch a play", and what is happening nowadays is the best topic of conversation after dinner.

"I heard that the rich man ran away. If he is caught, he will definitely be asked for a large ransom."

"He did get away, but the criminals chased him along the road and killed many drivers passing by. He was really unlucky."

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, let's just accept our fate! This rich man named Li Wendi is really lucky. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would have been arrested long ago."

In Tsim Sha Tsui, North Point and other places, Hong Kong citizens were discussing and expressing their opinions to each other.

Although Li Wendi has a bad reputation in the industry, this gang of gangsters is obviously targeting wealthy people, so the wealthy people are a little worried that they will be the next target.

In order to prevent disaster from happening to them, many wealthy Chinese called the Governor's Office and asked the police to solve the case as soon as possible and stabilize the tense security situation in Hong Kong.

As a result, the pressure on the police force has increased a lot.

After a night's rest, Li Wendi's physical and mental strength were well restored. He slowly began to think about this matter, thinking that this group of gangsters might be enemies who came to take revenge on him, or they might be people who sneaked into Hong Kong illegally and wanted to make a fortune.

No matter what the situation is, Li Wendi cannot escape death. After all, not every kidnapper is Zhang Ziqiang.

Bandits usually seek money, but they are also afraid of retaliation, so in order to eliminate future troubles, they must kill all the hostages.

In order to get down safely as soon as possible, Li Wendi immediately called Deng Songlian, hoping to ask the Liansheng Society to find the hiding place of the gang and cooperate with the police force.

Deng Songlian naturally agreed. Li Wendi was still He Liansheng's man. Hunting down Li Wendi would be a disgrace to He Liansheng, so Deng Songlian had to take action.

After daybreak, Li Wendi immediately ordered his bodyguards to transfer Guo Cuiting and her daughter to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, intending to let them return to the villa after the matter was over. He even prevented Li Xiaonan from going back to Sai Wan to go to school.

Li Xiaonan knew very well that her brother was doing this for her own good. In order not to add to Li Wendi's troubles, Li Xiaonan agreed obediently and asked Li Wendi to pay attention to her own safety. It was okay for them to stay in the hotel for a while.

Soon, two generals under Li Wendi came to the hotel room together and reported to Li Wendi on the current situation of the company.

"Boss, after the extensive coverage in the newsprint, our company's stock price has stopped rising and is stuck at 3.2 yuan. I'm worried that it may fall." Zhang Wentao spoke first, "Should we hold a press conference?"

"The same situation also exists at China Entertainment Real Estate Company. I suggest that the boss personally attend the press conference and respond positively to this matter." Wang Tichuan said in a deep voice.

In their minds, the press conference was not dangerous to Li Wendi, but beneficial to both companies. "Okay, then you arrange a joint press conference for the two companies, and I will attend in person." Li Wendi nodded, "At the same time, you help me prepare a speech, write in the recent profits of the two companies and some favorable plans."

The announcement of the favorable news is naturally intended to enhance the confidence of shareholders in Changxin Real Estate Company and China Entertainment Real Estate Company. Perhaps the stock price will increase instead of fall.

Li Wendi changed his way of thinking about the problem. Such a major event would inevitably attract the attention of all walks of life in Hong Kong. He could take this opportunity to improve his reputation and make the three words "Li Wendi" appear in front of most people in Hong Kong.

So, in the afternoon, a press conference was held at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Central, and Li Wendi sat in the center seat on the stage.

Faced with dozens of shots, Li Wendi couldn't help feeling a little nervous, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Zhang Wentao looked at the reporters in the audience, picked up the microphone, and said, "The joint press conference will begin now. Please welcome our chairman of the board, Mr. Li Wendi, to speak."

After Li Wendi finished reading the script, the reporter began to ask questions, "Mr. Li, did the gang of criminals want to kidnap you or assassinate you?"

Li Wendi crossed his fingers and placed them on the table, smiling slightly, "Both are possible. We need to wait for news from the police before we can draw any conclusions."

"Mr. Li, do you think it was your enemies who instigated you or is it because of your reputation?" asked the female reporter in red.

"I don't have any enemies. Although I have had some grudges with people in the business world, I don't think it's to the extent of assassinating me. Besides, Hong Kong is a place with good law and order. I don't think anyone would dare to take such a big risk to seek revenge." Li Wendi smiled and said, "I don't think it's because of my reputation. There are many people in Hong Kong who are richer than me, and there are even more people who are more famous than me. The gangsters shouldn't target me."

"Then what does Mr. Li think is the reason why this gang of criminals targeted him?"

Li Wendi shook his head. "It's hard to be sure for now. The police need to catch the criminals to find out the reason."

Naturally, he would not directly express his own guesses. If he did, he would undoubtedly become a laughing stock. Public statements without evidence would definitely be false accusations and he would have to bear corresponding legal responsibilities.

The reporter is worthy of being the uncrowned king. The questions he asks are becoming more and more sharp. He has uncovered many problems, even those involving the Hong Kong government.

Li Wendi naturally would not give a foolish answer, but just said good things about the Z government.

An hour and a half later, the press conference ended and Li Wendi, Zhang Wentao and Wang Ti left the stage.

The reporters began their private discussions.

"Mr. Li is only 23 years old, but he answered our questions flawlessly. He is indeed the boss of two listed companies."

"He does have some ability, but he's still a little behind the tycoons of those big companies."

"Forget it. If you receive a red envelope from someone, don't say bad things about them behind their back." A male reporter with sallow skin shook a red envelope in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Humph! You were bought off with a red envelope? As journalists, we have the responsibility to present objective facts to the public, not to cover up for some rich people."

Upon hearing this, the reporters all burst into laughter, but no one knew what they were laughing at.

(End of this chapter)