Hong Kong Movies: You Hongxingzi, what the hell is the charity king?

Chapter 744 "743" Tax Master: I'm known for my integrity! Ding Hu boasts: How did you know I'm in a relationship!
Guan Zu looked at Wan Shuiye's embarrassment and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

The waiter hurried over and brought out the wine that Guan Zu had carefully prepared.

The amber liquid inside the crystal-clear glass bottle gleamed alluringly, but in the eyes of the tax collector, it was undoubtedly a "death warrant."

When the tax collector looked at the wine, his face turned green.

He really can't hold his liquor.

The reason is that his older brother died young due to alcoholism, which made him avoid alcohol at all costs.

Even in social situations, he would usually have the waiter pour sugar-free cola into his wine glass to make do.

But now, looking at Guan Zu's enthusiastic smile, and thinking that his business empire, which was mired in difficulties, desperately needed a helping hand from this richest man in Hong Kong, he swallowed back the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue.

We've truly reached the end of our rope.

Guan Zu picked up the wine bottle and personally poured wine for Lord Wan Shui.

Tax Lord Wan looked at Zheng Daheng, but Zheng Daheng only smiled and raised his glass in acknowledgment, showing no intention of helping him out.

Who knows what Brother Zu is thinking!

I don't know you!
"Come on, let's toast to our cooperation and to a bright future!"

Guan Zu smiled broadly, but his words carried an undeniable air of refusal.

Left with no other choice, the tax collector had to grit his teeth, pick up the wine glass, and gulp down the entire glass of wine.

The spicy liquid slid down his throat, and he couldn't help but cough, his eyes welling up with tears from the discomfort.

Guan Zu was pleased to see Wan Shuiye's predicament.

To my fellow netizens of the future, I'll avenge you first!
hahaha~~~
quickly,

One dish after another was served.

It's still Chinese food.

Mr. Wan Shui was not used to the food, but this was Hong Kong Island, the home turf of Kwan Cho and Cheng Tai-heng, so he could only go along with the host's arrangements.

One of the dishes was steamed grouper.

The steaming hot fish is served, its body glistening with tempting oil, garnished with shredded scallions and red peppers, making it a very pleasing sight.

Guan Zu smiled and pushed the turntable, positioning the fish head directly towards the Tax Lord.

“Mr. Donald, according to our Chinese custom, the fish head should be facing the most important person, as this is a sign of respect for distinguished guests.”

As the tax collector looked at the fish head, he felt as if the fish head was staring at him with wide eyes. The wine he had just drunk churned in his stomach, and he suddenly felt his stomach churning.

Quickly move the fish head to Guan Zu.

“Mr. Guan, such a distinguished dish should be served to you…”

for the rest of the time,

The two sides began to discuss cooperation matters.

Guan Zu: "Mr. Donald, I believe there is some profit potential in the 'Riverside South' project in New York, but we have also heard about the financial difficulties you are facing. How can I ensure that your situation will not pose a risk to the project?"

Tax Master: "Don't worry, that's only temporary... and I'll offer a solution: I won't interfere with the entire project. I'll just take 50% of the profits, and that way my debt problem won't affect you."

Guan Zu shook his head: "Impossible, 50% is too much. If that's the profit, you'll get all the profits, and we won't have any profit at all!"

Tax Master Wan was well-prepared for this and began to boast, gesturing with his hands in the air: "Mr. Guan, I believe you have also seen the potential of the 'Riverside South' project. After all, Manhattan is the most dazzling jewel of New York!"

"I plan to build ultra-luxury apartments, a super commercial center downstairs, and large-scale commercial complexes in the surrounding area, forming a one-stop living circle for work and life..."

He spoke with great enthusiasm, his eyes filled with anticipation for the future.

They don't stop at all.

Guan Zu listened quietly and nodded: "The idea is indeed grand. But I have another concern. I've heard that Mr. Donald's reputation in New York isn't very good. How can I ensure that Mr. Donald won't go back on his word about this investment? What if Mr. Donald sues us after the deal is done..."

Tax Master Wan patted his chest: "Don't worry, absolutely not! I, Donald, have always been very trustworthy in business. As for those rumors in New York, they are nothing but slander from my competitors!"

Really impressive!

Not even blushing!

Guan Zu: "…………"

That's quite a boast!

Guan really wanted to record this and broadcast it later when the Tax Lord became president... Wait... That doesn't seem right. By the time he becomes president, the whole of America will probably have seen through his true colors.

Too much dirt on them.

This is nothing, it doesn't even qualify as dirt.

Guan Zu was speechless: This guy is simply invincible!
10 minutes…

20 minutes…

Finally, a consensus on cooperation was reached.

Guan Zu set the tone: "From a long-term perspective, this project does indeed have huge potential. Mr. Zheng and I will first assemble a professional team to go to the United States to conduct a comprehensive evaluation of the project, and then discuss specific cooperation details and share allocation."

Upon hearing this, the tax collector immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally done!
"but……"

Guan Zu then changed the subject: "I have another request."

Tax Master Wan was inwardly cursing, but outwardly he was enthusiastic: "Mr. Guan, please speak."

Kwan Cho: "I personally really like television stations. Since I have such a good opportunity to go to New York, I hope to acquire a television station in or around New York."

The west coast has UKTV television.

On the East Coast, Guan Zu also hopes to have one.

This Tax Lord has quite a few connections in New York, so it's a good opportunity to use him as a springboard.

"In addition, I also hope to acquire a newspaper."

“I hope Mr. Donald can help me make a connection.”

As someone adept at manipulating public opinion, the Tax Master naturally understands the importance of the media.
This Chinese person...

snort!
Their intentions are far from simple!
Guan Zu said, "As long as you help me successfully acquire the TV station, regardless of its size, I will invest in this real estate project. Moreover, you won't work for nothing; you'll receive a $100 million reward!"

The tax collector was initially a little dissatisfied, but upon hearing about the $100 million reward, he immediately perked up.

He's penniless now, so $100 million is a great deal for him.

And he can have his cake and eat it too!
As for the statement that "this Chinese man has ulterior motives"?
Excuse me!
I don't want to talk about patriotism, I just want to make money!
Tax Master: "How about I help you acquire a newspaper? How much of a reward would that be?"

Guan Zu: "20 US dollars."

Tax Lord: "…………"

Forget it, let's find someone who's about to go bankrupt for him!
"it is good!"

The tax collector slammed his fist on the table, his voice ringing out: "I've always felt that the Chinese community in New York is a very important force. We welcome Mr. Guan to invest in New York!" After agreeing on the cooperation...

The atmosphere grew even more lively as glasses clinked and toasts were exchanged.

Two hours later, the banquet ended.

Mr. Wan, drunk, left the restaurant, took a bottle of Coca-Cola with him, and returned to his hotel room.

……

……

a new day.

Causeway Bay
Ding Hu was waiting downstairs early on. Not long after, Inspector Hu drove up to the side of the road and delivered a boxed lunch to Ding Hu.

Then they drove away at high speed.

Ding Hu looked at the boxed lunch, scratched his head, and chuckled foolishly.

I opened my lunchbox and got ready to eat.

At this moment,
Tap tap tap~~~~~
Guan Zu went downstairs and saw Ding Hu eating a boxed lunch.

When Ding Hu saw Guan Zu come downstairs, he had a sudden idea. He ran up to Guan Zu and kept shoveling rice into his mouth.

"Baji, baji, baji~~~"

They even made a noise on purpose, as if afraid that Guan Zu wouldn't notice.

My inner voice screamed: Hurry up, hurry up~~~
Guan Zu: "Huh??"

He glanced at Ding Hu, then at the pink lunchbox.

Could this lunchbox belong to Inspector Hu?

Guan Zu was shocked!
Is progressing this fast?
Suddenly I realized that Ding Hu was showing off and seeking revenge!

Ha, I'll make sure you don't get your way.

Guan Zu pretended not to see it and turned to buy a newspaper.

Ding Hu panicked and quickly called out, "Brother Zu, look at me, look at me..."

Guan Zu simply wouldn't look at it; he was "focused" on reading the newspaper.

Ding Hu, quick-witted as ever, ran over to Guan Zu's side to eat while shouting, "Hahaha~~ Brother Zu, how did you know my lunchbox was sent by Miss Hu?"

"Brother Zu, would you like to try a couple of bites?"

"Wow, Miss Hu's lunchbox looks delicious!"

"Sigh, I told her I didn't want her lunchbox, but she insisted on giving it to me, saying she was afraid I'd get too thin from hunger."

瘦？
Guan Zu and many neighbors looked at Ding Hu's fat appearance.

A dark line appeared on his face.

Soon, Ah Xing arrived, and Ding Hu repeated himself again: "Hey, Ah Xing, how did you know..."

Then we drove to the Five Star Group at Central Plaza...

He subsequently encountered Gong Wei, Chen Yongren, Gao Jin, and others...

"Wow, you also found out that Miss Hu sent me a lunchbox of breakfast with love?"

"It's so delicious..."

Gong Wei and others: "………………"

My family is speechless!
Soon, the entire top management of the Five Star Group knew about this.

Guan Zu returned to his office, and soon after, Da Tou came to report:
“Brother Zu, we’ve found out who the contact information left on those two agents’ phones belongs to. It’s John Hinshaw, the Chief Operating Officer of HSBC.”

"This is the information..."

He handed over a stack of documents.

Guan Zu examined it carefully.

Big Head: "Brother Zu, what should we do next? Should I throw him into the sea?"

Guan Zu rolled his eyes: "We're fighting Tai now, the good guys are here!"

Big Head: "…………"

Guan Zuyi declared righteously, "This John is definitely a small fry; the mastermind behind it all must be the HSBC tycoon!"

“Since the HSBC tycoon did something wrong, he should be punished.”

"What are the rules of our Five Stars?"

"If you do something wrong, you have to be fined!"

Upon hearing this, Big Head
Makes sense!
but……

Big Head couldn't help but ask, "Isn't John going to be punished?"

Guan Zu, radiating righteousness, declared: "We're good guys in suits, fighting against thugs. How can Hong Kong tolerate such a villain! Send him to be sunk at sea!"

Big Head's eyes widened!

No, Brother Zu, you...

Guan Zu pressed the red button, and Wu Lianqian walked in: "Brother Zu."

Kwan Cho: "Contact the HSBC tycoon and tell him that I, Kwan Cho, want to invite him to dinner."

Wu Lianqian: "Yes!"

……

……

HSBC Building.

The head office.

After sensing the dangers of Hong Kong Island, the last new generation tycoon Anthony faked a car accident to escape and left the island.

HSBC sent a new senior manager.

The new tycoon is named Brandon Nelson, who previously served as a director and CEO of AIA Group, Singapore Telecommunications Limited, and the Dubai Financial Services Authority.

At this moment, he was working in the office as usual.
Since Five Star Bank and Five Star Securities acquired the right to print money, HSBC's situation has become increasingly difficult.

As a newcomer, he increasingly realized the terrifying nature of the Five Star Group.

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P.S.: This is the first chapter; the second chapter will be released around noon.

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