HK Composite: Starting from Shenghe Leading

Chapter 515: A secret transaction?
That aura and momentum controlled everyone present for several seconds.

By the time they reacted, they all pressed the shutter buttons, the flash lights were connected and the clicking sounds were endless!
If someone accidentally looks directly at this time, their eyes will definitely be blinded!

"Who is this person? Why is he showing off so much?"

"I don't know, but I just counted them. There are twelve Rolls-Royce Silver Spurs, and they are all the latest models. They are definitely not ordinary people."

As the convoy pulled over steadily, the crowd's discussions grew louder, but no one got out of the car.

Some brave reporters wanted to step forward but were stopped by the police officers who were maintaining order.

Just when everyone was puzzled, several police cars drove over with sirens blaring.

The car door opened and Didier Nunez, wearing the director's uniform, got out. However, compared with before, there was a deep resentment hidden between his brows.

In the close-ups of the camera, his sorrow was magnified many times and presented to audiences around the world.

The bigwigs at the Elysee Palace were also watching this scene live on TV. They made a direct phone call to the scene and almost scolded Didier to the point of melting on the spot!

After hanging up the phone, Didier had to try hard to recall some happy things to make himself look more peaceful.

Unfortunately, appearance can be disguised and can deceive others, but you cannot deceive yourself.

Faced with a huge pot that fell from the sky, Didier's forced smile was also a bit bitter.

After taking the microphone, he took a few deep breaths to prevent himself from losing control.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after a meeting of the Paris Police Department, it was determined that Mr. Lin Zehao did not violate any relevant laws, so we decided to release him without charge today."

"As the director, I take full responsibility for my previous mistakes and once again express my deepest apologies to Mr. Lin and all those who have paid attention to this matter."

"I'm sorry, everyone. I'm guilty. I'm a sinner of France."

These words, which he had rehearsed countless times in his mind, finally came out of Didier's mouth, accompanied by a 90-degree bow.

What followed was extremely excited cheers and a continuous sound of shutter clicks.

As journalists, they like this kind of scene the most. Not only is it eye-catching, but the inside speculations and transactions involved can be written about for a month without repeating themselves.

Of course, the main source of these contents is editing.

As long as someone pays for it, they don't care about the authenticity.

In today's society, journalists who are truly ethical, have bottom lines, and dare to reveal the truth are almost extinct.

All that's left are slaves to money.

As the prison gate opened, the reporters and cameras shifted their attention away from Didier and focused on the slowly opening iron gate.

At this time, the door of the Rolls-Royce was also opened, and dozens of burly men in suits and ties walked out and quickly divided into two rows, as if they were welcoming someone.

Standing in the front is a woman wearing a long dress and with long wavy hair.

Although she was wearing sunglasses that covered most of her face, everyone could still see that she was a pretty woman with great temperament in her every move.

Simply put, this is definitely a woman who has received an elite education and comes from a prominent family.

As the iron gate slowly opened, the frequency of the flashing lights became faster and faster!

The originally noisy crowd gradually shut up, causing the atmosphere to become surprisingly quiet.

As for those viewers who were watching the live broadcast in front of the TV, many of them subconsciously held their breath, clenched their fists, and even stood up slowly, just to witness this legendary moment.

Looking back over the years, no one has ever been forcibly arrested and imprisoned in a way that the five permanent members of the UN Security Council had to resort to sending fighter jets and even summon the world's leading media to broadcast the incident live.

And when he was about to go to jail, he shouted out the reward of one hundred million US dollars!
After being detained for a period of time, a press conference was held and he was announced to be acquitted!

This experience is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do!
Especially when the opponent is one of the top five countries in the entire world!

After this incident, many people around the world have been infected by his spirit of rather breaking than bending in the face of power, and regard Lin Zehao as a spiritual nitrogen pump.

As for the elite class who are in high enough status and have some knowledge of the inside story, they are impressed by Lin Zehao's courage, ruthlessness, strong connections and strength.

If they were in their shoes, they would ask themselves honestly, and they would find that apart from jailbreaking, they really couldn't think of a better way to break the situation.

Moreover, facing those congressmen and cabinet members, not everyone has the courage to get rid of it.

Killing is easy, but cleaning up is hard.

No one knows what kind of chain reaction this will cause.

Just as everyone was feeling deeply moved, Lin Zehao, wearing a black suit, neatly combed back hair and Burberry sunglasses, walked out slowly.

Facing hundreds of cameras and tens of millions of people in front of the TV, he was not at all stage frightened. Instead, he appeared calm and elegant.

"Hello, Brother Hao!"

Dozens of burly men shouted in unison, with such force that reporters pressed their shutter buttons one after another.

Lin Zehao nodded slightly but said nothing.

Seeing this, several security guards immediately placed the braziers on the ground and lit the mugwort and peach wood.

Suddenly, a raging flame started, and Lin Zehao stepped over it.

Afterwards, Guo Huishu picked up the willow branches and patted Lin Zehao's body a few times, and the process was completed.

In the early years of Hong Kong underworld, there was an unwritten rule that if you wanted to be the big brother, you had to go to the kiln to study for a few years. The longer the years, the more admired you would be.

When Lin Zehao first became the chairman, he was laughed at by many people because he had no experience of being in a kiln.

From a certain perspective, this loophole has now been filled.

Of course, Lin Zehao never cared about such things.

In his opinion, working in a kiln is not a symbol of strength, but rather proof that you are a loser.

How could those who are truly capable be punished by law?

Hasn’t the law always been something to restrain the weak?
"Mr. Lin, may I ask why the French government suddenly announced your acquittal? Do you have any secret dealings?"

"Hello, Mr. Lin. May I ask who this beautiful lady is to you? Could you please tell us the details of our relationship?"

"Mr. Lin, at the press conference you held when you were in prison, there was a reporter named Chris. Do you remember him? Some time ago, someone found that he had died on the spot after crashing into a roadside telephone pole due to drunk driving. Do you have anything to say?"

"And it's worth mentioning that there was a female friend of his sitting in the passenger seat of the car at the time, but she was unharmed." Chris?
Some reporters with good memories, when they heard this name, immediately thought of the guy who deliberately asked some unreasonable and embarrassing questions at the prison press conference.

But now some people say that he died in a car accident due to drunk driving?
The most outrageous thing is that the passenger seat was unharmed?
Thinking of this, some people who had already made a rough guess immediately turned to look at the first reporter who asked the question, their eyes were very intriguing.

As reporters, they were naturally aware of some of Lin Zehao's background, and they had probably heard of many things that were not convenient to make public.

The reporter who had just asked whether there was a private transaction was completely panicked. He subconsciously took a few steps back, his face full of fear, and looked at the reporter who told the news with resentment.

Not a buddy?
Couldn't you have said this earlier?
Do you have to wait until I have asked the question before you speak it out?

Thinking of this, the reporter no longer cared about anything else. He covered his press card on his chest and desperately squeezed into the crowd, trying to escape from Lin Zehao's sight.

Unfortunately, Park Woong-chul standing by had already memorized his name.

"Everyone, I just walked out of that hell. I hope you can give me some time to enjoy the beauty of the free world."

"As for the question just now, I can tell you."

"This woman is my fiancée. As for why the French government acquitted me, the reason is simple: I did not commit any crime."

"As for the reporter you asked about, I'm sorry, I don't know much about this kind of thing. If it's really like what you said, it's possible that he offended God."

This humorous way of answering was unanimously recognized and welcomed by everyone, and some people even shouted Lin Zehao's name directly.

Gradually, it turned into a unanimous shout from everyone present.

"Lin Zehao!"

"Lin Zehao!"

"Lin Zehao!"

They are just like the crazy fans of stars, their eyes are full of admiration!
"Thank you, Huishu."

Lin Zehao gave Guo Huishu a big hug, and the reporters present began to cheer again and pressed the shutter buttons in their hands.

In a short period of time, countless films were murdered.

Ten minutes later, a fleet of Rolls-Royces slowly left the scene.

Only Didier, the former chief of the Paris Police Department, kept bowing and explaining, like a clown who had messed up everything and was desperately trying to save everything.

In the next few hours.

The Associated Press, the New York Times, the Washington Post, the BBC News, the Financial Times, Reuters, the Wall Street Journal, the Times, the Guardian and other well-known media and newspapers around the world have all published articles and reported on the French government's acquittal of Lin Zehao.

For a time, international public opinion was all occupied by topics related to Lin Zehao, and the French government was once again pushed to the forefront.

Under such circumstances, Lin Zehao spent his first night after being released from prison in a luxurious villa in the 7th arrondissement of Paris.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Lin Zehao got up on time and enjoyed a delicious breakfast with Guo Huishu, who had her hair tied up, in the large living room.

"You've lost weight during this period. This time I specially brought a chef from Hong Kong Island to cook the dishes you like."

Guo Huishu's face flushed, and she kept picking up food for Lin Zehao, her eyes full of love.

After this incident, she had a new understanding of the strength of her fiancé.

She finally understood why her father was willing to give up the family shares as a dowry and insisted on letting her marry Lin Zehao.

Now, Guo Huishu finally understood that although money seemed to be omnipotent, when faced with certain powerful forces, it was actually no different from waste paper.

At critical moments, only sufficient force can safeguard one's own rights and interests.

Guns have never been weapons to oppress the weak, but rather tools to force certain people to sit down and reason at certain times!

Take this incident for example. If it hadn't 'happened' that so many terrorists appeared in France, causing social unrest and 'happened' to kill some senior officials, the French government would have had no choice but to sit down and negotiate with Lin Zehao.

"Hui Shu, thank you for your hard work during this period."

At this time, A Mai came in holding the phone and said respectfully, "Brother Hao, it's the Governor of Hong Kong calling."

Ever since the news of Lin Zehao's acquittal spread, his phones have been flooded with calls, all from people asking about his well-being.

There are few people who provide timely help, but there are countless people who add icing on the cake.

Although it is utilitarian, it is also human nature.

"Hey, Mr. Wei, how are you these days?"

"Investment? Of course. As a Hong Konger, I am willing to do something for my hometown, but we have to see the specific projects before we can talk about it."

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back to Hong Kong Island?"

Some people who are not familiar with the relationship or do not have enough status will be directly handed over to the subordinates to deal with. Only those who are familiar enough and have great influence are qualified to be received by Lin Zehao personally.

After a conversation, he hung up the phone and continued to eat breakfast.

"Brother Hao, this is grouper that was airlifted in. It's a good deal. Eat more."

Although she was curious about the project that the Governor of Hong Kong asked Lin Zehao to invest in, Guo Huishu was a smart woman. She did not ask such a sensitive topic, but continued to add more dishes.

She is not so stupid as to play tricks in front of such a man.

They were almost done with breakfast, and the servant brought two cups of aged Pu'er tea. Lin Zehao had just taken a sip when A Mai came over, bent down and whispered something.

"Hui Shu, please sit down. I'm going to meet the guests."

Guo Huishu just nodded without even asking the guest's identity.

Because she knew that if Lin Zehao wanted her to know, he would tell her naturally. If he didn't want her to know, there was no point in asking.

If you want to become the legal wife of such a man, it is far from enough to just have good looks and family background.

There are many small details in the process of getting along with each other that need attention.

living room.

When John Gotti saw Lin Zehao walking slowly towards him, he immediately stood up to greet him and took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Hello, Mr. Lin. I am the patriarch of the Gambino family in New York. My name is John Gotti. I am really glad to meet you."

(End of this chapter)