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"Brother Haoran, why can't you tell my dad?" Guan Jiahui naturally heard the phone call between Lin Haoran and Hu Xuyong clearly. Now that she saw that Lin Haoran had finally finished the call, she couldn't help but ask.

"Your daddy left you in Hong Kong to face these debt collectors this time, and left first. Don't you have any thoughts about this?" Lin Haoran asked with a smile.

"He is my father after all, what can I do?" Guan Jiahui smiled bitterly.

"If you tell him, he might think that the money came too easily and won't cherish it at all. In that case, do you think your efforts are worth it?
It’s better not to tell your father first, so that he will always feel guilty about you. Besides, after I handle this matter for you, you will have nothing to worry about in Hong Kong, right?

As far as I know, your father left Hong Kong with his mistress, right? Why bother disturbing her life? "Lin Haoran said with a smile.

He actually didn't want Guan Shan to come back. Guan Jiahui was enough for Hong Kong.

Guan Jiahui was silent for a long time, and seemed to have figured it out. She nodded and said, "Well, I won't tell my father!"

That night, in order to repay Lin Haoran for helping her solve his father's debt problem, Guan Jiahui served Lin Haoran very hard, using the techniques she learned from the videotapes, making Lin Haoran feel like he was floating in the air.

Hu Xuyong called Lin Haoran the next morning and informed him that everything had been done.

Not only that, Jinjiang Financial Company also refunded part of the interest.

Lin Haoran naturally didn't care about the interest and just let Hu Xuyong handle it himself. It could be considered as a reward for his work.

In the following days, Guan Jiahui stayed in the villa on Shi Xun Road and did not go to school.

Her father's sudden departure has left her in no mood to go to school.

Besides, Guan Jiahui is now a Form 6 student and there is nothing left for her to learn in school.

And she has no plans to continue studying at university after graduation.

Therefore, it makes no difference whether you go to this school or not.

Before Lin Haoran was officially protected by the secret guard team, he was not very interested in going to the company.

Each company has trustworthy professional managers to help manage the company, so what is there to worry about!

Of course, except for Jardine Matheson.

But now is not the time for him to deal with Niu Bijian, so he is too lazy to care about Jardine Matheson.

Anyway, he already had a beautiful woman at home to accompany him and take good care of him, and he only had to wait another week before the secret guard team would join his security protection, so he was not in a hurry.

Occasionally, he would go fishing on a private yacht with a dozen bodyguards.

So, even if he didn't go to the company, he lived a very carefree life.

Just treat it as a vacation for yourself!
This is the life of a truly rich person! He doesn't want to experience the state of a boss who is busy dealing with various affairs all day and is exhausted by work!

While Lin Haoran was enjoying his vacation, Henry Keswick appeared again in the Atlantic Café next to the Oriental Culture Hotel in Central, and sitting opposite him was Niu Bijian, the boss of Jardine Matheson.

"Mr. Henry, you look so happy and cheerful. I'm sure you've gained a lot from your trip back to England this time," Niu Bijian asked curiously.

"Indeed, Mr. Niu Bijian, I have good news for you. I have successfully persuaded the current patriarch of the Rothschild family. They agree to invest in Jardine Matheson and have already contacted the royal family.

This time, the Rothschild family will send a core member to assist in this matter. What’s more exciting is that they have successfully persuaded the royal family to send a prince.

In this way, even if Lin Haoran was reluctant to give up Jardine Matheson, he had to give Jardine Matheson and the Rothschild family a face! "Henry Keswick laughed, obviously very satisfied with his trip to the UK.

"So, Mr. Henry, what do you want me to do?" Niu Bijian was also very happy after hearing what Henry Keswick said.

What does this mean? It means that the position of the next two managers of Jardine Matheson & Co. is secure.

In his opinion, Henry Keswick would definitely fulfill his promise to him.

Today, Niu Bijian is still naive enough to believe that everyone knows Henry Keswick.

But he was too naive. In the face of real interests, what did verbal promises mean?
"Mr. Niu Bijian, your task now is very simple, which is to continue to maintain the stability of Jardine Matheson and cooperate with our actions. If there is any situation on Lin Haoran's side, please inform us in time. When everything is arranged, you will naturally understand what to do next!" Henry Keswick said with a smile.

"Mr. Lin Haoran seems to be really indifferent to the affairs of Jardine Matheson recently. He has almost completely let go of the work here. Currently, among the senior management of Jardine Matheson, only the Finance Department has been interfered with by him. The current chief financial officer and most of the financial team members are Lin Haoran's people." Niu Bijian said with a frown.

Although he also felt that it was a good thing that Lin Haoran did not interfere, he just liked to be left alone and have the final say in everything.

But when it became clear that Lin Haoran really didn't care about Jardine Matheson at all, Niu Bijian began to feel a little doubtful.

"Don't worry about him. Mr. Lin will not be controlling Jardine Matheson for long. Whether he really doesn't want to manage Jardine Matheson or is plotting something behind the scenes, so what?" Henry Keswick said nonchalantly. "Okay, Mr. Henry, I know what to do. I will notify you immediately if there is any movement!" Niu Bijian nodded.

January 11, noon.

Lin Haoran lay on a beach chair on the terrace, basking in the sun with his eyes closed, feeling very comfortable.

Behind him, Guan Jiahui was standing and massaging his shoulders.

In Hong Kong in November, even at noon, the temperature is only around 11 degrees Celsius. Even in the sun at noon, it is not hot at all.

Just then, the phone rang in the room.

Lin Haoran then stood up and reluctantly went back to his room to answer the phone.

It would be great if I had a mobile phone so that I wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.

Unfortunately, it was only the early 1980s, and although mobile phones had been invented, it would take several more years for them to reach the commercial stage.

"Hello, this is Lin Haoran." Lin Haoran introduced himself directly without checking the number on the phone.

"Mr. Lin, this is MacLeod. I have good news to tell you. Remember I mentioned before that you were nominated for the CBE medal? Now the medal has been officially approved, and it will be awarded to you personally by Prince Charles. I will hold a small banquet at the Governor's Mansion at 7 o'clock tonight. I hope you can come to the Governor's Mansion, and the prince will personally award you the medal!" Governor MacLeod said with a smile on the other end of the phone.

A few months ago, Governor MacLehose did mention that he had reported Lin Haoran, so Lin Haoran was not surprised by this.

He was surprised that Prince Charles would come to Hong Kong in person to present him with a CBE medal? Moreover, in his opinion, this CBE medal was not considered a high honor.

Lin Haoran was puzzled. As far as he knew, the CBE medal did not come with the title of knight and was considered a relatively low-level medal awarded by the royal family. He could not believe that Prince Charles would personally come to present such a medal.

Unless the other party’s real purpose is not just to award this medal, but also has other purposes.

Although he was puzzled, Lin Haoran quickly replied: "Okay, Mr. Governor, I am very honored to have His Royal Highness come to Hong Kong to present me with the medal. I will definitely attend on time before 7 o'clock tonight."

"Okay, then I'll hang up first as there's nothing else to do. I look forward to seeing Mr. Lin tonight!" Mai Lihao was about to hang up the phone.

"Mr. Governor, please wait a minute. I would like to ask, besides me, is there anyone else who will attend the banquet tonight?" Lin Haoran asked proactively.

"In addition to Mr. Lin, there are Mr. Henry Keswick, Mr. Niu Bijian, Mr. Shen Bi, Mr. James Rothschild..." Mai Lihao did not hide it, but directly said a series of names.

What surprised Lin Haoran was that these people were all British.

In other words, Lin Haoran was the only Chinese at the banquet tonight.

Even Bao Yugang, the famous world shipping magnate, was not invited.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Haoran sat in a chair and thought.

This is a bit abnormal!

Moreover, among these names, he actually heard a name that was rarely heard in Hong Kong but was well-known all over the world - Mr. James Rothschild.

He didn't know who Mr. James Rothschild was, but he still knew Rothschild.

Apart from anything else, the reason why Ma Shiming had the idea of ​​starting a business before was that he met a core member of the Rothschild family, and that core member was very optimistic about Ma Shiming's future and was therefore willing to invest in his entrepreneurship.

However, in the end, the Rothschild family’s investment was not successful because Ma Shiming was lured back to Hong Kong by Lin Haoran again.

Why would people from the Rothschild family appear in Hong Kong?
This family is well-known now and in a few decades, and can be said to be the most powerful consortium in Europe.

But he couldn't figure out why the Rothschild family came to Hong Kong.

Unable to figure out the reason, Lin Haoran simply stopped worrying about it and returned to the terrace. He lay on the beach chair and said to Guan Jiahui with a smile: "Jiahui, keep going. You're really giving me a good massage!"

Although Guan Jiahui's technique was a little clumsy, Lin Haoran felt extremely comfortable.

The reason is simple. Guan Jiahui's strength is just right, which just suits his comfort level.

"Okay, Brother Haoran, I'll start!" Guan Jiahui said, and put her hands on Lin Haoran's left and right shoulders again and started pressing.

Lin Haoran closed his eyes comfortably and began to enjoy himself.

In my heart, I was thinking about what would happen tonight. (End of this chapter)