HK Composite: Starting from Shenghe Leading

Chapter 593 Charles Arrives in Hong Kong

"Sir, are you serious?"

“I’m already in this state. I was coughing up blood just a few hours ago, sir.”

Cheng Yiyan had no desire to deal with the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC). He knew his own company best; since its inception, almost all of the internal transactions of Jiali Company had been illegal and irregular.

There are too many people involved. If the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) finds out anything, then he, as the legal representative in the public eye, will definitely not be able to escape.

"Don't worry, there is also a medical department inside the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) building, and your personal safety will be absolutely guaranteed."

Liu Qiyuan didn't care about anything else and directly ordered his men to lock Cheng Yiyan in a wheelchair and push her out.

This was a task assigned from above, and he certainly couldn't let anyone go.

He didn't care about the other person's background.

Even if the sky falls, his superiors will hold it up; he only needs to follow the rules.

Seeing this, Camelot stopped resisting and simply raised her cell phone, saying, "I'll go with you, but I need to call my lawyer first. That's the proper procedure, isn't it?"

"Of course, the law stipulates that everyone has the right to hire a lawyer."

Camelot called his lawyer, pretending to explain the current situation, but secretly instructed him to report the information to London.

As the two were taken back to the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) headquarters for questioning according to procedure, official media conveniently released news of the public investigation.

This further fueled the already rapidly declining stock price of the Galley Group, causing it to plummet like a rollercoaster.

Cheng Yiyan, who was originally quite well-off, suddenly found herself heavily in debt, and her former business partners and friends all became creditors.

Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) building.

After a sleepless night of interrogation, Cheng Yiyan and Camelot emerged from the interrogation room with dark circles under their eyes, their faces etched with exhaustion and weariness.

They didn't get to close their eyes all day and were exposed to direct sunlight from high-powered fluorescent lights. Liu Qiyuan was simply inhuman!

"Twenty-four hours have passed, and you haven't produced any valid evidence. According to regulations, shouldn't we be able to leave now?"

"Of course, you can just take the elevator to leave."

The staff member didn't care and didn't even bother to see him off; he simply pointed in a direction.

Where is your Director Liu?

"At this time of day, it's time for a nap!"

Upon hearing this answer, Cheng Yiyan and Camelot became even more furious.

The two of them hadn't slept for a day and a night, while Liu Qiyuan, the culprit, was enjoying himself?!

"Please pass on this message: this matter will not be left unresolved, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

Cheng Yiyan made a harsh statement and left the building with Camelot in the elevator.

As soon as he stepped outside, Zeng Jianqiao, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly came to greet him.

"Oh no! The company's stock price has fallen below the offering price..."

Anyone who trades stocks knows what it means to fall below the issue price.

Cheng Yiyan had been tormented all night, and her physical and mental strength was almost completely exhausted. Upon hearing these words, she couldn't catch her breath and immediately fainted.

Two hours later, it was the same hospital as before.

Cheng Yiyan opened her eyes in the VIP ward. Apart from being pale, she seemed to be fine.

"I used to think stocks were worth far more than paper money, but now they're so cheap they're not even good enough to wipe my butt..."

"What did they say in London?"

Camelot lowered his voice excitedly and said, "Prince Charles has promised to mobilize all forces to strike at Lin Zehao."

"However, the prince is kind-hearted, so he intends to give Lin Zehao another chance."

"I'll personally go to Lin Zehao's house tomorrow and make him face reality!"

The fear of being targeted by the Independent Commission Against Corruption has vanished. With Prince Charles's intervention, no matter what kind of director or leader he is, they are all just tackling Seoul.

This is the first in line to the throne of the British Empire, the current prince, and the future king!
Camelot was already imagining the scene of Lin Zehao bowing down in worship.

When the prince makes a move, how can the lowly commoners not kneel?
"Alright, then I wish you every success..."

"By the way, be extremely careful in your actions; ensuring your personal safety is the top priority..."

Cheng Yiyan didn't think Camelot could convince Lin Zehao. If the famous Wei Longhao was the type to back down easily with just a few words, he probably wouldn't have made it this far.
However, since the prince was involved, he couldn't say anything discouraging, so he could only offer a subtle reminder.

"Hmph, I'm representing Prince Charles this time, I don't believe he'd dare to make a move."

Camelot's confident demeanor was strikingly similar to his appearance before he coughed up blood.

At times like this, it's unlikely he'll listen to anything you say.

…………

Yau Ma Tei, Hutchison House.

An older Rolls-Royce was parked smoothly in the parking space at the entrance. Camelot stepped out of the car in a very flamboyant manner, wearing a gray striped suit and with his hair slicked back with hair oil; even a fly would probably slip on it.

He looked around and saw that all the passersby were behaving normally, not even glancing at the Rolls-Royce. He immediately said disdainfully, "What a bunch of country bumpkins. They have no knowledge at all and don't even recognize a Rolls-Royce."

Camelot envisioned that Hong Kong residents would be excited to see the car and might even ask to take a photo with it.

But the reactions of passersby at this moment illustrate one point: these country bumpkins don't even recognize the Rolls-Royce brand.

In the eyes of the British, everything except London is the countryside, and their logic is absolutely sound.

Withdrawing his gaze, Carlos registered and identified himself, then proceeded to the eleventh floor of the Hutchison Whampoa Building.

He swaggered into the office, glanced around, and quickly identified the mature man leaning back on the sofa with his legs crossed as his target.

Lin Zehao wore a black Tang suit embroidered with a golden five-clawed dragon, which reflected different shapes under the sunlight, making it look incredibly lifelike.

“I am Cheng Yiyan’s agent, Mr. Lin must have heard of me.”

“I am here on behalf of Prince Charles to extend an olive branch to you. I hope you will make the right choice and not make a mistake.”

Camelot had made ample preparations for this day, and had memorized the relevant speeches perfectly.

First, you must adopt a high-handed approach and present yourself as very assertive.

After all, he was representing Prince Charles, and he absolutely could not act in a subpar manner.

Lin Zehao accepted the Cuban cigar offered by Yang Chengrong, not even glancing at Camelot, as if the man had never existed.

Camelot wasn't angry; he simply sat on the sofa, still with that arrogant expression.

"Prince Charles, what a prestigious title."

"Have you not heard of any crown prince who reigns for sixty years?"

Lin Zehao's two sentences completely shut down Camelot's brain.

When did Charles become the crown prince?
Charles was born in 1948 and became the first in line to the British throne.

Ten years later, Charles, who had turned ten, was named Prince of Wales, officially establishing his status as Crown Prince.

Now, it is 1991.

In other words, Charles has been the crown prince for nearly forty years.

As for the sixty-year crown prince that Lin Zehao mentioned?
Camelot couldn't even imagine it!
He's already up to his neck in the grave, what good would becoming king do? "How dare you!"

"How dare you speak ill of royal family privacy!"

Regardless of what you think in your heart, you still have to do the work that needs to be done on the surface.

"I think you're the one who's bold!"

Yang Chengrong slapped Camelot across the face, sending him flying from the sofa to the floor, demonstrating the force of his blow.

With a snap, blood trickled from Camelot's lips.

Five clearly visible fingers were imprinted on the person's face, as if silently recounting everything that had just happened.

"Damn you, you dare to speak so disrespectfully in front of Brother Hao."

Yang Chengrong slapped Camelot again, causing him to stagger.

"you……"

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Chengrong kicked him again, swallowing the rest of his words.

Camelot rolled on the ground before finally stopping, but he was panting heavily and couldn't utter a single word.

Even the slightest movement caused every joint in his body to creak and groan, and the intense pain nearly overwhelmed him.

"Sha..."

Camelot howled with a ferocious expression, but subconsciously lowered his voice out of fear of Yang Chengrong.

"How dare you treat me like this! If Prince Charles finds out, he will never let you get away with this..."

After being brutally beaten, Camelot could only pin his hopes on the powerful backer behind him.

"Alright, I don't want to listen to his nonsense anymore. Take him to the cement factory and get it cleaned up."

Lin Zehao exhaled a puff of smoke and finally uttered the first words of the day's meeting.

Unfortunately, this was the last thing Camelot would ever hear.

"I understand, Brother Hao."

Yang Chengrong remained silent, gesturing to his henchman to put the man into a sack.

"Wait, wait, what are you doing? What are you doing?!"

"This is illegal! This is kidnapping! This is kidnapping!!!"

Camelot finally realized her predicament and began to struggle frantically.

Unfortunately, despite his best efforts, he still couldn't break free from Yang Chengrong's iron grip.

"you……"

Before Camelot could finish speaking, one of his henchmen picked up a hammer and smashed it into his head!
With a muffled thud, Camelot's head made intimate contact with the hammer, and he immediately lost consciousness.

After leaving the office, Camelot, led by his underling, headed straight for the Saigon Cement Plant.

Charles received the news five days later.

After figuring out the whole story, he was furious and took the fastest flight to Hong Kong.

Why didn't they travel on the royal plane?

Charles didn't want to make this a public affair, since his initial goal was to make money, not something to boast about.

In particular, he needs to keep it a secret from his mother, the current queen, otherwise it will definitely lower his impression score in her eyes.

As Charles prepared to target Lin Zehao, the situation for the Polar Bear Alliance deteriorated further.

The accumulated class contradictions and social contradictions had reached an irreconcilable point, and could not be resolved by a little food.

Lin Zehao's scheme is gradually revealing its true colors. Many wealthy businessmen who belatedly wanted to withdraw all their assets and leave the Polar Bear Alliance were told that withdrawals were temporarily unavailable.

Despite their desperate protests and even resorting to underhanded tactics, these people still couldn't do anything about the banks.

Little did they know, this was Lin Zehao's final act of reaping the benefits from the Polar Bear Alliance!

…………

Hong Kong.

Charles got off the plane under the scorching sun, looking listless. His already sparse hair had become limp and droopy, a typical Mediterranean look.

"Sir, shall we go to the hotel first?"

"What hotel? The Governor's Mansion."

At Charles's command, three Rolls-Royces headed toward the Governor's Palace.

The convoy had only gone through two traffic lights when it had to stop due to a minor collision.

The left rear taillight of the Rolls-Royce was rear-ended by a taxi, attracting a lot of onlookers.

"How do you drive? Didn't you see the red light?"

"So what if you drive a luxury car? You're kidding me!"

The taxi driver, wearing a floral shirt, got out of the car aggressively, banging on the window and cursing loudly.

"It's clearly because you didn't step on the brakes, how can you blame me?"

"If you had been able to stop in time, none of this would have happened!"

A foreign subordinate got out of the car and began arguing with the taxi driver.

Seeing this, Charles frowned, then closed his eyes and ordered, "Take a detour and let him handle it himself. I don't have time to wait here."

The weather was already hot, and now this kind of thing had happened, which made him very irritable.

If he hadn't received so-called gentlemanly education from a young age, he would have already lost his temper.

"I'll fuck you, you old devil! Believe me or not, I'll kick your scrotum into my shirt pocket, you damn foreigner, all you do is lie through your teeth!"

"You son of a bitch, do you think we Hong Kong people are easy to bully? You just wait!"

The taxi driver cursed a few times, turned around, opened the car door, and started using the intercom to call for help.

“All the brothers in the class came to Goldfish Street in Kowloon. A foreigner hit my car and refused to pay me. He even tried to bite me back.”

"Brothers, bring your weapons with you. We absolutely cannot let these foreigners succeed!"

Within two minutes of saying that, the walkie-talkie channel erupted in chaos.

"Fuck your mother! A bunch of foreigners dare to act like bullies? Do they really think this is still the Qing Dynasty?!"

"Wait until I finish this order, I'm in the vicinity, I'll be there soon!"

"Hmph! Daring to mess with Hutchison Bus, they really don't know how many eyes the King of Horse has, daring to provoke Mr. Lin's bad luck!"

Immediately, the taxi drivers were outraged and began to respond to the call.

In Hong Kong, taxi drivers are a very united and difficult group, especially when facing external forces.

Moreover, these people all have powerful backers behind them, so they can be said to act with impunity.

(End of this chapter)