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

Chapter 745 "744" Land Reclamation Project +1! HSBC: I'm impressed! I'm truly impressed!

"Knock knock knock~~~"

Secretary Liz knocked on the office door.

Big Brother Brandon: "Come in~~"

Blonde secretary Liz swayed her exaggeratedly large hips and said, "Mr. Big Boss, the secretary of the General Office of Five Star Group just called. Mr. Guan would like to invite Mr. Brandon to dinner at the Shangri-La Hotel at 19 p.m. tonight."

Brandon: "Huh?"

Suddenly, I had a bad feeling.

That Guan Zu coming to our door can't be anything good!
Brandon replied without hesitation, "Okay, I'll agree. I'll be there on time tonight."

He had to go because Guan Zu had invited him; otherwise, HSBC would offend Guan Zu again and be tormented by him.

……

……

And on the other side,
Shangri-La Hotel

When Mr. Wan Shui woke up, he had a splitting headache. After drinking yesterday, he went back to his hotel room and fell asleep without even taking a shower.

I woke up feeling smelly and sticky all over, so I quickly took a shower and put on the suit the hotel had cleaned for me. Then I called a waiter to take my clothes to be washed.

I went downstairs and had breakfast.

My mind started racing.

"That Boss Guan looks like a very powerful person. I have to be careful when cooperating with him."

"How about we bring in another source of capital?"

The first thing the tax collector did was contact HSBC.

He approached HSBC last time, but they refused. The whole of America thought HSBC was a rip-off, and banks were even more hesitant to lend money. One bank, however, was so reckless that it lent him $5000 million and then got stuck with it.

Therefore, HSBC, as a bank, refused the tax official's offer.

"Since Guan Zu is optimistic about this project, HSBC should be fine, right?"

The tax authorities want to create a situation where everyone competes and drives up prices.

After finishing his breakfast, he couldn't wait to go to HSBC. After much back and forth, boasting about himself, he finally met with the HSBC tycoon's secretary. He continued to boast and finally persuaded the secretary to take the project proposal to tycoon Brandon for a presentation.

10 minutes…

20 minutes…

Tax Master waited and waited with great anticipation.

The secretary finally came out of Brandon's office.

Tax Master Wan strode over: "How is it, Miss Liz?"

Secretary Liz: "I'm sorry, Mr. Donald, Mr. Big Boss still has doubts about your project, after all, your reputation in New York is not good."

Tax Master Wan was anxious: "But even Mr. Kwan, the richest man in Hong Kong, is optimistic about this project and has decided to invest."

Secretary Liz: "Since Mr. Guan is optimistic about it, with his capabilities, he should have enough funds, right? Why are you still contacting HSBC?"

She looked at the Tax Master with a mocking expression.

We're all ancient fox spirits, why are you playing at some ghost story?

The tax collector, however, showed no embarrassment: "We are all white, we are all family, while Mr. Guan is Chinese, we are not family. Of course I want to cooperate with you."

Liz smiled knowingly, not exposing his trick: "In short, our big boss will not invest in this project."

Please leave.

At last,
Tax Master Wan could only leave disappointed.

He then thought, if HSBC doesn't work, I can try others.
So he went to find Mr. Wu from Kowloon City, Mr. Li Kei from the real estate business, and so on...

They kept hyping up the project, saying it was sure to make money, and even Guan Zu was optimistic about it and wanted to invest.

After searching around, I found that many bosses were initially interested, but later declined.

The tax collector couldn't figure out why.
……

At the same time, Shangri-La Hotel,
Chinese restaurant, private room

"Mr. Brandon, you dog-raising dog-raising!"

"Mr. Guan, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Guan Zu was accompanied by his secretary Wu Lianqian and bodyguard Gong Wei, while Brandon was accompanied by his secretary Liz.

One dish after another was brought in, and the two began to chat. Overall, Brandon was still in a weaker position; HSBC was simply too weak. Guan Zu wasn't using any underhanded tactics yet, but if he really did, HSBC would definitely face difficulties.

Brandon, trying to curry favor, recounted some gossip from the day: "Mr. Guan, this morning, an American businessman named Donald said he wanted to invite HSBC to jointly develop a plot of land in New York..."

Guan Zu nodded.

He already knew about it.

Not only HSBC, but also Mr. Wu, Mr. Li Ji, and others received the news.

Brandon: "But when I found out that Mr. Guan was going to be involved in the project, I understood his idea. He wanted us to compete, so I rejected him directly."

Guan Zu smiled and raised his glass: "Thanks."

After three rounds of drinking,

Brandon finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Guan, I wonder why you called me here this time...?"

Guan Zu: "There is something."

Wu Lianqian took out a document, and Guan Zu placed it in front of Brandon.

Guan Zu: "Mr. Brandon must know about the assassination attempt on me by the secret agents last time... After this period of investigation, we found that someone in HSBC was tipping them off, and it was your Operations Director, John Hinshaw."

As soon as this word comes out,
Brandon's heart skipped a beat.

"HSBC, you're trying to get me into trouble!"

Guan Zu leaned forward, his gaze suddenly turning cold as he stared intently at Brandon:
"Mr. Brandon, are you the mastermind behind this?"

Brandon thought of the fates of previous HSBC taipans, and sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

"No, no, no! Mr. Guan, absolutely not!"

"How could I do such a thing! It was definitely someone below me messing things up; I had no idea about it at all!"

Guan Zu sneered, "Is that so? But I can't tell whether what you're saying is true or false."

Brandon continued to explain, "Mr. Kwan should know that I just moved here from Dubai. I don't have much contact with the British, and I'm not familiar with the people here in Hong Kong. I don't dare to, nor do I have the ability to, command my subordinates..."

However, as he continued to argue, he suddenly realized something.

The fact that Guan Zu invited him to dinner shows that Guan Zu would not harm him, but rather had another purpose.

Brandon quickly said, "Mr. Guan... I will definitely give you an explanation."

Guan Zu toyed with his wine glass: "What explanation can you give me?" Brandon thought to himself, 'You guessed right,' and quickly replied, "Whatever explanation Mr. Guan wants, I'll give you!"

Guan Zu smiled and said, "Okay, Five Star Charity is currently undertaking a lot of urban renovation and assistance to citizens, and is facing a severe shortage of funds... I hope HSBC can have a philanthropic spirit and donate 100 million to Five Star Charity..."

Brandon's heart skipped a beat.

One hundred million Hong Kong dollars.

That's so cruel, it really cuts to the bone!

Guan Zu coldly observed, "Mr. Big Boss, you don't want your car to get into any trouble, do you?"

Brandon frantically wiped his sweat: "I'll donate! I'll definitely donate! Thank you so much, Mr. Guan, for your generosity!"

HSBC was indeed in the wrong in this matter.

To put it bluntly, HSBC colluded with assassins to kill Kwan Cho. Even if Kwan Cho had killed him, the HSBC tycoon, no one could have said anything.

Although he was innocent, Guan Zu wouldn't care whether he was innocent or not. Consider the HK$1 million donation as money to buy his life.

Guan Zu smiled through his cold expression: "I like people like you who know their mistakes and are willing to correct them."

"Come on, cheers!"

"cheers!"

Brandon breathed a sigh of relief.

quickly,

The dinner party has come to an end.

Brandon escorted Guan Zu all the way to the hotel entrance.

"Take care, Mr. Guan!"

He bowed slightly, offering a humble farewell to Guan Zu as he boarded the car.

This scene was witnessed by Mr. Wan, who had just returned to the hotel entrance and was about to enter.

Tax Master Wan was very surprised.

"why is that?"

I don't understand why Brandon is trying so hard to please Guan Zu.

At that moment, he probably understood why the HSBC tycoon had refused to invest in his project.

……

……

2 hours later,

22pm,
John Hinshaw drove his black Mercedes away from the HSBC Building and returned to his home in Repulse Bay.

The streetlights and neon lights of the high-rise buildings in Central receded, forming strips of light.

He hummed a song as he drove. Two weeks ago, when Kingsman assassinated Guan Zu, he had secretly provided information to the Kingsman organization. He was terrified for several days afterward, fearing he would be discovered.

But now two weeks have passed and Five Star Group has not made a move, so it is obvious that Guan Zu is unaware of the situation.

He couldn't help but relax and hum a song.

As the car drove along, it reached the mountain road in Pok Fu Lam. There were fewer streetlights around, and the roadside was full of trees.

Suddenly~~
With a loud thud, a large rock flew over and smashed right into the windshield of the Mercedes.

Bang! The glass shattered.

John was so startled that he slammed on the brakes, and the car veered to the side of the road.

Just as he was about to get out of the car to check, two men rushed out from the roadside, both wearing black hoods and holding guns, shouting at him, "Get out of the car! Don't move!"

Before John could react, he was dragged out of the car, hit on the back of the head, and immediately passed out.

He was quickly dragged into a van, which then sped away.

The Mercedes was then driven onto a large container truck by another person. The container door was closed, and the truck headed straight north towards Saigon.

The site of the accident has returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

After half an hour,
The sea area 5 kilometers from the island,
"Bang~~~~"

A cement bucket was pushed into the sea, creating a large splash.

The cement bucket sank quickly, without even a bubble, and was submerged in countless waves.

……

……

A new day,
Brandon arrived at the HSBC building at 9 a.m. and went into his office.

"Good morning, Liz!"

"Good morning, kindergarteners!"

Liz took out a thin package: "Mr. Big Boss, you have a document. It was brought up by the staff this morning."

Brandon asked in surprise, "Was it opened?"

Liz: "It wasn't opened. It says it belongs to the Five Star Group, and it also says you have to open it yourself..."

Five Star Group?

Brandon's heart skipped a beat. He took the package and closed the office door.

There is one person in the office.

He opened the package.

Inside, a license plate "bld04" was visible, along with a photo—John Hinshaw.

Brandon was startled: "Could it be..."

He packed his things and called in his secretary, Liz: "Has John Hinshaw from operations come to the company? Give him a call; I have a task for him."

Secretary Liz accepted the order and left.

1 minutes later,
Liz returned and reported, "Big Boss, we can't get through to him on the phone."

Brandon: "What's his license plate number?"

Liz flipped through her notebook and said, "The license plate number is bld04..."

really!

This is a warning from the Five Star Group!
Brandon instructed, "Liz, you follow up on one thing: have the finance department donate HK$1 million to the Five Star Charitable Foundation."

"It must be done today!"

　It's a little short; I'll add more words when I have time.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)