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

Chapter 871 "869" Hong Kong Island Chapter Finale: Guan Zu's Last Speech!
9 month 1 day.

early morning.

A neighborhood in New York City, USA.

Early autumn, bringing a chill, blew into one of the houses.
When Rodney Jones woke up, the morning sun shone on his bed. He got up and went downstairs, where he saw his wife wearing an apron and frying bacon in the kitchen. His five-year-old daughter, Lucy, was sitting at the dining table, holding a crayon and drawing a crooked family portrait on a piece of paper.

After returning to the United States from Hong Kong, he immediately took his team to meet with Soros to report on their work and handed over all the work materials from Hong Kong.

Then I go home and spend time with my family.

Rodney Jones looked at his daughter with eyes full of affection, but his brows remained unconsciously gloomy and unsettled.

"father!"

When Lucy saw him, she immediately dropped her crayons and pounced on him.

Rodney Jones crouched down, picked up his daughter, and nuzzled her soft hair with his nose.

My darling~~~

The milky scent of his daughter's hair, and her soft, helpless little body, deepened the sorrow in his heart.

"Honey, you're awake?" His blonde wife came out carrying a plate of fried bacon. Noticing the bloodshot eyes, she couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I have something I want to tell you." Rodney Jones pulled up a chair and sat down, placing Lucy on his lap.

His gaze was fixed on the word "Dad" on his daughter's drawing paper.

A bit abstract.

But you can tell they're a family, they're all smiling happily.

“The company is sending me to work abroad,” he said, his voice lower than usual, “to a very far place, and it may be a very long time before I can come back.”

"How long is 'a long time'?" Lucy, the daughter, looked up, full of doubt. "Is it longer than when Daddy went to Hong Kong last time?"

Rodney Jones reached out and patted his daughter's head, forcing a smile. "Yes, even longer than that. Lucy, be a good girl and listen to Mommy, go to school hard, and when Daddy comes back, he'll bring you the best chocolate in the world, okay?"

Lucy nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Upon hearing this, his wife couldn't help but ask, "Which country are you going to? You've already been to Hong Kong for a year, why isn't it over yet? Do you still need to go abroad on business trips?"

“There’s nothing we can do, the company will arrange it.” Rodney Jones avoided his wife’s gaze.

He had breakfast with Lucy.

The wife drove Lucy to school.

Before parting, Lucy tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek: "Goodbye, Daddy, come back soon!"

"Goodbye, my little princess." Rodney Jones hugged his daughter tightly, and as he turned away, his eyes finally welled up with tears.

He dared not turn around, afraid that his daughter would see his tears, afraid that he would lose control of his emotions.

He watched through the window as his wife drove their daughter straight to school.

Not long after,
Rodney Jones left home with his suitcase.

The sunlight was a bit too bright.

He knew that this parting would be forever.

The losses of the Soros Fund and the collapse of its credit had already sealed his fate.

Soros needs a scapegoat to alleviate the anger of his external financial backers.

And Rodney Jones was the scapegoat.

He drove along familiar streets.

The scenery outside the window rushed past, and so did his memories—his confident school days, the initial excitement and trepidation of entering the Soros Group, then the triumphant trader… and finally, the pathetic loser fleeing in disgrace, now left only with guilt towards his wife and daughters…

The car drove for a kilometer and came to an intersection.

When the red light came on, he stopped the car.

Watching my home gradually disappear into the distance in the rearview mirror...

Go further... further...

Suddenly, an out-of-control truck came hurtling from the side.
With a loud "boom," the violent impact caused him to lose consciousness.

Boom boom boom~~~ The car kept rolling on the road.

Blood stained the car windows.

The traffic lights in the distance continued to change colors, and pedestrians on the street exclaimed and gathered around.

"Lucy..."

The shadowy figure flickered in his pupils, Rodney Jones murmured his daughter's name, and finally disappeared into darkness.

……

Soros Fund Management Group.

Top floor.

Ring ring ring~~~
The female secretary received a phone call and rushed in: "Boss, I just received news that Mr. Jones was in a car accident and died on the spot."

Soros's hand trembled, and a chill ran through him.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Okay... you should meet with his wife and daughter today and try your best to comfort and provide compensation."

Female secretary: "Yes, boss."

After the female secretary left,
Soros was still sitting behind his desk.

I smoked a cigar.
He stared blankly at the documents on the table—the top one was the Soros Fund's loss report, with the red "-10 billion US dollars" standing out starkly.

I don’t know how long it took,
The cigar between his fingers burned the butt, and he only snapped back to reality when it burned his finger. He casually stubbed the butt out of the crystal ashtray with a "sizzle".

This $10 billion loss is the fund's own money, not counting the investors' money.

The real trouble isn't the 10 billion, but the more than 50 billion US dollars in losses suffered by the investor.

His fame soared due to the Southeast Asian financial crisis, leading many wealthy individuals to approach him and offer him money.

it's good now.

He lost 60%.

"Ring ring ring~~~~"

Just then, the phone on the desk rang.

He is the head of a sovereign wealth fund in the Middle East.

"Soros! Our $12 billion investment is now down to only $500 million! You said Hong Kong Island was a sure thing, but what happened? You have to give us an explanation! Within three days, either come up with a plan to cover the losses, or you'll regret it!"

Anger came through the phone.

Soros: "Mr. Hussein, markets are risky, this was an accident..."

"An accident?" The other person interrupted him, even angrier. "I don't care. I want to see a satisfactory result in three days, or you'll bear the consequences yourself!"

Bang~~~
The call was abruptly ended.

Ring ring ring~~~~
Another phone rang.

It's a long-established European conglomerate. While their tone wasn't overly aggressive, it carried an undeniable firmness.
"This time, we lost $5 million. You must give me a satisfactory answer!"

Soros could only keep apologizing, and that was all he could do.

Futures trading is risky, so who can you blame?

The rest of the morning and afternoon...

One phone call after another kept coming in.

Soros answered one phone call after another, leaning back in his chair, feeling as if all his strength had been drained away.

Not finished yet,
Some of his funds that did not participate in the attack on Hong Kong Island began to have their investors redeem their funds, totaling more than US$8 million.

However, the Soros Fund only has about $4 million right now, and that's not even in place yet.

If this continues, the fund will soon go bankrupt and be liquidated.

Soros picked up his phone and called his friends in banks and financial institutions on Wall Street to see if he could borrow some money.

I made more than a dozen phone calls, and each call was met with evasive answers before the call ended.

He used to be very successful on Wall Street, with many people fawning over him.

But after this crushing defeat in Hong Kong, no one was willing to help him anymore.

Subsequently,

Some of the company's key personnel began to submit their resignations to him one after another, as some funds wanted to poach them.

Soros put down his phone and looked out the window at Wall Street.

At this time, as night falls on Wall Street, the lights are dazzling, and the city remains as vibrant as ever.

He used to think he could command the wind and rain.

But now, he feels like a joke—the fund has lost money, the investors are pressuring him to step down, morale within the company is low, and his Wall Street friends are all avoiding him.

Even though Rodney Jones has already died for him, why can't these big spenders be a little less angry?

He began to regret his insatiable greed in venturing into Hong Kong.

But it's too late to regret it.

Now all he can do is pull himself together and get through this crisis.

Good thing...

Other funds in the United States, such as Tiger Fund, have suffered significant losses.

We're all in the same boat.

On the third day, several departments of the U.S. government began to investigate Soros Fund Management Co.

On the fifth day, the Soros Fund began to publicly disclose some of its operational processes...

……

at the same time,

US funds such as Tiger Global Management have also been investigated.

The losses were too severe.

The investor is furious!
Die!
……

……

Philippines.

"3 million!"

"From 10 billion, only 3 million remains!"

In the office of the Philippine Presidential Palace,

Esterda slammed the documents from Soros's side onto the table.

He was so angry he paced around his office, almost going crazy.

The Philippines was already in economic collapse and on the verge of collapse.

They finally scraped together $10 billion, hoping to make some money with Soros to tide them over, but what happened?
From 10 billion, only 3 million remains!
He walked to the window and looked out at the dilapidated streets—in the distance, people were protesting with signs saying "Begging for food," police cars were patrolling the streets, and the whole country was shrouded in poverty and chaos.

Thinking about this, he became even angrier.

"Why? Why is Hong Kong completely unaffected?!"

"Our Southeast Asian countries were ruined by Soros, their economies collapsed, but Hong Kong Island managed to stay stable and even made a fortune from this opportunity?!"

"This is not fair!"

Enraged, he kicked the stool hard.

"Ow~~~"

He was in so much pain that he kept clutching his foot and jumping around.

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and the secretary rushed in, holding a newly printed document—news from the United States.

"Mr. President! Something terrible has happened!"

Esteda turned around, her eyes still blazing with anger: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic!"

In the end, he didn't say anything stupid like, "When faced with a big problem, stay calm and back off to start over."

The secretary handed over the press release.
"The New York Times...Soros Fund has released some information!"

The female secretary's voice was trembling.

“It’s clearly written above that the Philippine government invested 10 billion US dollars, and the governments of Indonesia, Thailand, Malaysia, and Singapore… each invested several hundred million… all of that money has been lost, leaving only 30%!”

Esteda snatched the press release and quickly scrolled down.

When he saw the news that "the Philippines has only 10 million US dollars left out of its 3 billion US dollars," his face turned pale instantly.

"Is Soros insane? How dare he release this?!"

He was trembling with fear.

If the Filipino people find out about this, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The public is already dissatisfied because of poverty. If they find out that the government secretly took $10 billion for financial speculation and lost it all, leaving only $3 million, it will definitely trigger an even bigger riot.

Another point,
The Philippines has a grudge against Soros!

"Block it! Immediately block the news!"

Estèmes spoke urgently.

"Immediately contact all media outlets and forbid them from reporting this! Whether it's television or newspapers, delete all related content! Absolutely no one in the country can know about this! Especially not the protesting citizens!"

Secretary: "I understand! I'll take care of it right away!"

The secretary didn't dare delay and quickly ran out.

Esteda was left alone in the office again.

He slumped into his chair, staring at the press release, feeling both panicked and afraid.

But how could such a thing possibly be kept secret?
The Philippines is a vassal state of the United States, with very close economic ties and a large population flow.

Before long, the news reached the Philippines from the United States via telephone, email, and other means.

This is absolutely outrageous.

Therefore, the message spreads very quickly.

Subsequently, Murdoch's television station reported on the matter.

The entire Philippines was in an uproar.

Angry people began to gather, incited by their political enemies... No, they didn't need to be incited at all!
1 hour
The presidential palace was surrounded by a large number of angry citizens.

"Repay us our hard-earned money!"

"Soros is our enemy, and you are a traitor to this country!"

"Step down!"

"Step down!"

……

The same scene unfolded in countries such as Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia, and Singapore...

The crowd is excited!
Public opinion is overwhelming!

……

……

Hong Kong Island.

HSBC Building.

A black Chevrolet stopped.

Guan Zu got out of the car.

He was dressed in a black suit, with a tall and upright posture, exuding an air of authority.

Behind him, secretary Wu Lianqian and bodyguard Ding Hu walked into the HSBC building.

"Mr. Guan!"

Good morning, Mr. Guan!

Along the way, HSBC employees greeted him warmly. If before, Guan Zu's approval rating struggled to reach the elite class, after this, it had skyrocketed.

Guan Zu nodded in acknowledgment, strode forward, went upstairs, and headed to the top floor.

Top floor, VIP meeting room.

At this moment, a shareholders' meeting is about to be held here.

HSBC tycoon Brandon, along with other HSBC shareholder representatives, were all foreigners and had arrived early.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was somber.

This time, they intended to buy low and sell high, making a huge profit.

Good guy,
As a result, they encountered Guan Zu, a notorious tycoon, who absorbed most of the stocks dumped by retail investors and HSBC in the market.

They even deliberately let several groups absorb the substance, which prevented the "Announcement of Changes in Shareholders' Equity" from being triggered.

Then, when Guan Zu combined HSBC's shares, it exceeded 20%!

This is outrageous!
What's even more frustrating is that these individual shares, when combined, constitute a large number of shares and come with full shareholder rights. They are not like the later AB shares, which lack voting rights, management rights, and board seats, and are merely "pure investors."

That's right, I'm talking about you—Zhongping Guoan!
In its previous life, Zhongping Guoan was the largest shareholder of HSBC Holdings in the 20th century. As of September 2024, Ping An Asset Management held a 9.18% stake. However, because HSBC disagreed with its acquisition of HSBC, a dual-class share structure was created. Ping An can only act as a "pure investor" in HSBC Holdings, with only profit rights and no voting or management rights. Ping An has none of the 17 seats on the HSBC Holdings board of directors.

It's too awful! !

However, the 20% stake collected by Guan Zu from scattered shareholders does not have this problem; it truly has complete shareholding rights.

Therefore,
HSBC shareholders are furious.

Their home was raided.

And he even got ripped off by Guan Zu and became the largest shareholder!
at this time,

In the conference room,

Everyone arrived half an hour early.

The purpose was to strengthen the resolve to unite against Guan Zu, the major shareholder, and to put pressure on the newly arrived Guan Zu.

"Hmph, who does this Guan Zu think he is? He just wants to control HSBC with only 20% of the shares!" A foreign shareholder representative sneered.

“That’s right. HSBC is a British Empire. Does he think that just because he’s powerful in Hong Kong, he can get into HSBC?” a minority shareholder representative chimed in.

“Well said! We need to teach him a lesson and let him know that HSBC is not a place he can come and go as he pleases.”

At this time,

Bang~~~
The door was kicked open.

Ta tap tap~~~~
The sound came in.

The foreigners turned their heads away.
Guan Zu, wearing glasses, a black suit and tie, and leather shoes, walked in, followed by his secretary Wu Lianqian and Ding Hu, and entered the meeting room.

Guan Zu is here!
Looking around,
Guan Zu arrived in front of Brandon, the main seat, and stopped.

His gaze was fixed down on Brandon.

Brandon: "???"

Guan Zu smirked: "Mr. Brandon, this should be the HSBC shareholders' meeting room, right?"

Brandon: "…………"

You ask even though you already know the answer!
"Yes!"

"Since it's a shareholders' meeting..."

Guan Zu suddenly jumped up and started cursing.

"Damn you, you old American!"

He kicked it out, and it hit the wheelchair where Brandon was sitting.

The wheelchair glided away...

Guan Zu pointed at Brandon's nose:

“Since this is a shareholders’ meeting, I am now the major shareholder…”

"You're sitting in my seat?"

The whole place is silent!

The foreign shareholders of HSBC were all dumbfounded.

At this moment, the lackey... oh no, the righteous bodyguard Ding Hu dragged a stool over for Guan Zu and placed it in the main seat.

Guan Zu sat down in the chair with a nonchalant air.

One of the HSBC shareholder representatives slammed his fist on the table and said, "Mr. Guan, this is HSBC, not your Five Star Group!"

Guan Zu glanced at the shareholder representative and sneered, "I'm the largest shareholder! Who do you think you are!"

If you brought nail clippers, you'd probably look like Master Broken Water Flow.

Shareholder representative: "…………"

In a fit of anger, Brandon remembered that he had been forced by Kwan Cho to donate HK$1 million to the Five Star Charitable Foundation, and could only vent his anger in the end.

"All right!"

Guan Zu took his seat.

"I don't want to waste everyone's time..."

"first!"

Guan Zu glanced around, then patted the table.
"At this meeting, I'd like to announce that I now hold 21.3% of HSBC (Hong Kong Island)'s shares, making me the largest shareholder!"

"is that OK?"

The HSBC shareholders' representatives looked displeased, but still nodded.

Kwan Cho nodded: "Alright, since I am the largest shareholder, don't I have the right to make recommendations...? So, the second item on the agenda: I want to nominate someone to be the Executive Vice President of HSBC (Hong Kong Island)..."

As soon as this word comes out,
"no!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Although you are the largest shareholder, the appointment of the executive vice president needs to be confirmed by a vote of the board of directors."

"Yes, currently, the largest shareholder only has veto power, the right to initiate decisions, and the right to be fully informed..."

One by one, the shareholder representatives shouted.

Guan Zu tapped on the table: "Quiet!"

His gaze swept over the shareholder representatives, and everyone felt the pressure and fell silent.

Kwan Cho: "Over the past year, international speculative capital, including Soros, has been attacking Hong Kong. HSBC must have done its fair share of betrayals against Hong Kong, right? Should I have the Financial Secretary come and investigate you?"

Brandon and the shareholder representatives' expressions changed.

Everyone in the audience broke out in a cold sweat.

Those who are part of the same family know their own affairs. They have done plenty of things to betray Hong Kong. After all, Hong Kong has returned to the mainland, and it is only natural for them, as the capital of the British Empire, to betray Hong Kong.

This matter cannot withstand scrutiny at all!
That's all I wanted to say...

Guan Zu looked around:
"Now, who's in favor? Who's opposed?!"

"I agree!"

Brandon was the first to stand up in support.

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

The shareholders stopped struggling.

Should the board of directors decide on this matter?

Isn't this just a matter of completing a certain procedure?
Who opposes?
……

A new day,
HSBC held a board meeting and formally voted to approve a resolution appointing Fang Zhanbo as Executive Vice President and Gao Hu as Assistant to the President.

And so... HSBC, this simple British giant, was infused with positive energy by Guan Zu... Well, tell me, isn't that positive or not!

……

……

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Noon, 12 o'clock
Central Plaza, top floor.

Guan Zu's office,
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the marble floor tiles of the office and the chairman's desk, which carried both power and warmth within the Five Star Group.

at this time,

ATV News is currently airing.

First, the news from Hong Kong Island...

"This morning, the Hang Seng Index in Hong Kong opened higher and continued to rise. By the close of trading at noon, it had officially surpassed the 20000-point mark, closing at 20018 points, setting a new high for Hong Kong stocks..."

Then there's international news...

"Pay close attention to the situation in the Philippines. Since the Soros Fund released data last week on the losses suffered by various governments in Hong Kong financial speculation, large-scale riots have broken out in the Philippines and have continued for more than seven days."

"People held up signs that read 'Return our hard-earned money' and 'Remove the incompetent president,' and surrounded the presidential palace..."

"At 10 a.m. today, Philippine President ...

"Thailand is also embroiled in political turmoil. This morning, the Thai Prime Minister's Office issued a statement announcing that the Prime Minister and the Finance Minister have formally submitted their resignations. In his resignation, the Prime Minister admitted to 'misguided decisions that have caused serious damage to the national economy,' and public trust in the cabinet has plummeted to rock bottom..."

"Important news has also come from Malaysia: the Finance Minister has submitted his resignation to the Prime Minister, and it has been approved..."

"Let's look at another major news in the international financial market: Tiger Fund, known as a 'Wall Street hedge fund giant,' officially filed for bankruptcy protection in the New York Bankruptcy Court today... This is the first major Wall Street hedge fund to go bankrupt due to failed speculation in a single market since the 1998 financial crisis..."

"The much-watched Soros Fund has also reached a critical juncture. It is reported that the Soros Fund has lost more than US$6 billion in the Hong Kong financial battle... It is worth noting that Rodney Jones, the core operator in charge of the Hong Kong speculation project, died in a car accident in New York on September 1... The police are not ruling out the possibility of homicide."

News reports were broadcast one after another.

Guan Zu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the Victoria Harbour pier.

International speculative capital suffered massive losses.

Soros's funds are on the verge of bankruptcy, and it seems unlikely that he can turn things around.

The Asian financial crisis has finally subsided...

Hong Kong Island won!

And it was a huge win, a massive win!
Guan Zu breathed a sigh of relief.

The burden of history has finally come to an end.

No, there's still one thing I haven't finished.

At this time,

Wu Lianqian walked in: "Brother Zu, the press conference at 3 pm has already been announced to all the media."

Guan Zu: "Okay."

The last thing is—

The afternoon press conference will be about fulfilling the promises made during the last stock market event.

……

……

In the afternoon, at 14:50 PM,

Five Star Group, press conference hall.

More than 90 media outlets from Hong Kong and around the world gathered here, waiting for the press conference to begin.

ATV and TVB will broadcast the entire event live again.

at this time,

Thousands of households across Hong Kong, as well as many white-collar workers and office workers, stopped what they were doing, turned on their televisions, and waited for the press conference to begin.

15:00,

Ta tap tap~~~~
Guan Zu, dressed in his usual cool and handsome suit, walked onto the stage, ascended to the top, and became the center of attention.

At Zeng Jie'er's home, the mute daughter pulled Zeng Jie'er out of the kitchen and pointed at the television: "Mom, the news has started." (From "The Sharp-Tongued Lawyer")
To express her gratitude to Guan Zu for saving her daughter and her, she took out her entire fortune of over 50 yuan and invested it all in the stock market.

Meanwhile, at Ling Zuer's house,

"Sister~~ The news has started..." Ling Shanshan shouted. (From "Law and China")
And then there's the Zhong Tianzheng family, the Lu Jiayao family... (Prison on Fire)
Ah Lang, Bo Bo, Bo Zai's house... (Ah Lang's Story)
Teacher Chen's house, Zhu Wanfang's house... (School Storm)
Ah Kang's Tea Restaurant... (Kowloon Ice Room)
Huang Guantao's family... (The story of "Killing My Brother" in the "Acting on Behalf of Heaven" series)
Ah Ying's family... (From "Women Born in the Year of the Rooster")
Blind Hui, Xiao Hui's family... (from PTU)
Concrete nail house... (Goodbye Young and Dangerous)
The home of singer Jenny... (The Killer)
Liang Huiyan and her daughter Nannan's home... (from "I'm Livin' It")
The Xu family... (from "The Madman's Story")
Every household in Hong Kong...

Everyone gathered in front of the television.

"Dear media friends... there are 600 million residents in Hong Kong..."

Guan Zu stood on the stage, so eye-catching, so radiant.

"I'm so happy to be standing here because we won the battle to defend Hong Kong Island!"

"This morning, the Hang Seng Index broke through 2 points..."

"International speculative capital is either suffering losses or going bankrupt..."

"In this battle to defend Hong Kong, we witnessed the unity and solidarity of the people of Hong Kong, allowing the world to witness the great spirit of Hong Kong!"

"I imagine that decades from now, you can proudly boast to your descendants that I, along with all the people of Hong Kong Island, saved Hong Kong Island's future for the next century!"

All citizens of Hong Kong clench their fists.

My eyes are red!

And I was also incredibly excited!
"It is a great honor to stand here today and announce something!"

"On August 6, the second day of the battle to defend Hong Kong Island, I made a promise on behalf of the Five Star Group: the Five Star Group has purchased more than HK$30 billion in long contracts in the futures market. If we win the battle, we will not give up a single penny of the profits from these contracts and will use them all to establish an investment company."

"And today is the day I fulfill my promise."

"After half a month of sorting and settlement, on behalf of Five Star Group, I would like to announce the relevant matters to the whole of Hong Kong."

"First of all, the long contracts worth over 300 billion HKD generated a total profit of 153 billion HKD!"

"Next, Five Star Group will use this HK$153 billion to establish the 'Hong Kong Island Investment Group,' which will be used specifically to invest in related businesses in Hong Kong Island and the Mainland..."

"As for the shares, they will be split, with each Hong Kong Island resident subscribing for HK$1..."

"As for corporate management, it will be managed by the Five Star Group. 30% of all profits will be retained for reinvestment and expansion, and 70% of the profits will be distributed as dividends to citizens..."

"And this is my promise to the whole of Hong Kong, and it is Five Star Group's way of giving back to everyone who protects Hong Kong Island!"

The whole of Hong Kong cheered.

Mr. Guan, what loyalty!
Guan Zu's voice still echoes:
Looking back at the battle to defend Hong Kong Island, why was Hong Kong Island able to win?

"It is all because of each and every one of you citizens who took out your savings and believed in the government, in me, and in Hong Kong Island without hesitation that the Hang Seng Index has soared so quickly!"

"Your perseverance is not unsung! Your efforts are not without reward!"

"Today's profit of 153 billion HKD is not earned by Five Star Group alone, but by every one of you who believed in Hong Kong Island, together we won it back!"

"So how can this harvest belong only to me, Guan Zu? How can it belong only to the Five Star Group?"

"Therefore, I will use this HK$153 billion to establish Hong Kong Island Investment Group, and distribute all the shares to each and every one of you, so that we can all get rich together!"

The entire population of Hong Kong was moved to tears!
Guan Zu paused for three seconds at this point.
The whole of Hong Kong is listening.

"Dear neighbors..."

"Do you remember what I said when Five Star Bank was founded in 1993?"

"Glory, I will not keep it all to myself!"

Success will surely be achieved with your participation!

"And today is no different!"

"Finally...may all citizens soar to new heights with Hong Kong Island!!!"

His voice echoed throughout Wan Chai, Central, North Point, Western District, Tsim Sha Tsui, Kwun Tong, Tuen Mun, Yuen Long, Sha Tin... every single corner of Hong Kong Island.

The citizens and residents of Hong Kong have completely lost their composure!

Mr. Guan!
loyalty!

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(This concludes the Hong Kong Island arc!)

(Many more side stories to come!)

(End of this chapter)