Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 532 180: VIPs come
If you want to acquire a listed company, you can't do it just by collecting tradable shares.

Therefore, Lin Huaile's first goal is Heung Kong Land.

Second, Jardine Group.

Third, the major holding companies.

Loose stocks in the stock market are just desserts after a meal. After drinking and eating, you can drink champagne to pass the boring time.

On the second day of Lin Huaile's stay in the hospital, he welcomed a special guest, a distinguished guest, Ximen, the chairman of the board of directors of Xiangjiang Land.

The descendants of Sir Jardine, the designated heirs of the Kekerze family and the Sizek family, are already the heirs of the Jardine Empire at the age of more than 30 years old.

You must know that among the top international brands, there are many Jardines, such as Heungkong Land, Oriental Mandarin, Milk International and so on.

The ghosts in Xiangjiang all like to give themselves a weird Chinese name in order to get close to the society of Xiangjiang.

They all speak fluent Cantonese and Mandarin, understand the rules of Xiangjiang shopping malls, and are difficult to deal with.

"Mr. Simon, hello."

Wearing a hospital gown, Lin Huaile greeted this important person who could influence the acquisition at the door of the reception room specially vacated by the hospital.

"Hello, Lin Sheng, how are you doing?"

Ximen shook hands with Lin Huaile, he was very concerned about Lin Huaile's body, and asked with concern.

Lin Huaile shook his head, indicating that he had no problem, let the door open, and entered the room together.

Situ Haonan served the two of them a pot of tea, and then closed the door of the reception room for the two bosses to discuss in detail.

"I'm short of breath, and I'm still too young. If I suffer a little, I can't suppress my anger."

Lin Huaile took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Ximen, with a bitter look on his face, pretending to be pitiful.

Ximen has been standing on the shore. Although he is far away in Bermuda, he knows all the troubles in the Xiangjiang River through his staff.

During the past three days in the market, everyone has released a lot of water. The stock of the electric light company has risen to 36 yuan, and the price is still very impressive.

But after a considerable analysis, we can find that the heat of the market has come down.

"I can't tell if I'm out of breath or weeping with joy. I'm a ghost. Although I've been studying profound Chinese traditional classics, I still make some common sense mistakes."

"I found out that the one making waves recently is a North American investment bank company, Skyline Ventures."

"This venture capital firm is very interesting. Sometimes it is registered in the Cayman Islands, sometimes it is on Wall Street, and sometimes it goes to Canada."

"It seems that this company doesn't want anyone to find out who is behind the scenes."

"That's interesting, don't you think?"

Ximen didn't set up a battle with Lin Huaile, and the meeting was postponed, but Ximen still took the initiative to come to the door, wanting to solve all the problems he was facing as soon as possible.

The charter king is encroaching on Wharf, and Heung Kong Land needs a lot of funds to maintain its status as the first shareholder.

And today, I am looking for Lin Huaile to discuss the future of the electric light company.

See through but not tell through, this is a particular person.

Even if it was exposed secretly, Lin Huaile was not embarrassed. The shopping mall is like this, everyone is playing tricks.

The method is not high, and if someone pokes it through, just laugh and laugh. After all, everyone's face is thicker than the city wall.

"It's really a strange thing. I'm blowing water and drinking with people, and I have a new topic."

"Mr. Simon, you don't know that I'm a boring person, and I don't know how to make beautiful women happy."

"I heard that the stock price of Wharf has risen again recently, but the stock price of Heung Kong Land has fallen. It is really sad."

Lin Huaile changed the topic, and turned the topic to the business.

Now, whenever Ximen hears the share price of Heung Kong Land being mentioned, it feels like a headache. When the financial report for the first half of the year was announced, the market was in an uproar.

Heung Kong Land owns more than half of the land in Causeway Bay, but has not developed it. Although it has built three commercial centers in Central, only one-fifth of it has been sold.

It's so bleak!

The financial report is the engine of the stock market, so if it looks ugly, it will naturally be unstable.

Although Jardine and Heung Kong Land played a set of equity swap tricks to block Swire Pacific's coveting, there is no longer enough funds to maintain Wharf.

It is a joke to say that Jardine is short of money. There are more than 100 billion Hong Kong dollars lying in HSBC's account, which is only the net profit of last year.

Before World War I, the heads of the two big families that controlled Jardine married two little widow earls, and successfully became a member of the hereditary nobles of Daiying.

Ximen's 30th birthday gift wasn't a beautiful car or a castle plane, all of which were too weak.

His father, Cizek IV, directly bought a small island called Santa Maria in Italy, covering an area of ​​two square kilometers, with several monasteries built in the th century on it.

According to common sense, after taking over the island, it should be built.

But Ximen objected, saying that he wanted to see the beauty of the fallen culture, and how many years it would take for nature to destroy human civilization.

Really rich and willful!
But the stall is getting bigger, and money is needed everywhere to maintain it. Jardine will not spend real money to save the company under it. If someone follows suit, Jardine will not be able to win even if it pays off its old bottom.

"Thousands of people beat drums, few people send charcoal in the snow, but many people fall into trouble."

"I just don't know whether Lin Sheng was the one who made trouble when he was in trouble, or whether he was giving charcoal in a timely manner."

"I know that you have shares in Wharf. This is a gift from Haiwan Matheson. I also know very well that Lin Sheng's first goal is not the electric light company, but Wharf."

"Because what makes you shrink back, I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing."

"The lamp company can be sold to you, but the equity of Wharf must be transferred to Heung Kong Land. This is the only requirement."

Straightforward, the two met for the first time, and they were completely strangers before.

Although Haiwan Matheson has shares in Wharf, it has long since lost its election as a director of Jardine due to the decline in its operating conditions.

It's not that the world is going downhill, and it's impossible for Lin Huaile to win a century-old foreign firm at a cost of only tens of millions of pounds.

Ximen took a sip of tea, and quickly frowned. This is the green leaf produced in Sri Lanka, and it tastes terrible. He still likes to drink famous teas such as Jinjunmei and Pu'er.

Lin Huaile does have shares in Wharf, and there are quite a few, but it has been mortgaged to HSBC as collateral for the loan.

The charter king is also staring at the equity in his hand, and has always wanted to buy it, completing the final blow to Jardine.

Take down the light and stab the ship king in the back?

This option lingered in Lin Huaile's mind for a long, long time, and he couldn't make a decision for a long time.

"The equity in my hand has become collateral. Unless I pay off the loan in full, HSBC will not agree."

"Mr. Ximen, I think you know better than anyone else the conflict between HSBC and Jardine. The little money that chartered the king to go ashore is not enough to last two rounds."

"The equity in my hand may now be lying in the hands of the charter king!"

"Let's talk about reality!"

The price of backstabbing the charter king is too high, and a small electric light company is still not enough, unless Ximen can come up with better conditions.

Otherwise, Lin Huaile would not nod.

(End of this chapter)