Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 338 A Vicious Lesson

"Uncle Shen, the stock price of Dafuhao Group has already dropped by 15%... and it's still falling..."

The young tycoon, sweating profusely, begged Shen Daban for help.

"Why are you panicking?"

Shen Daban looked at the young tycoon with great dissatisfaction.
"Your most important task right now is to quickly take the silver and go to the Fog City to rescue your father!"

"As long as your father is alive, the Dafuhao Group will never collapse, and those stock prices will eventually recover."

"If your father weren't around, do you think you could have saved the company on your own?"

Shen Daban completely ignored the young tycoon's resentful and embarrassed gaze.

“You have to admit that your father’s talent is a hundred times greater than yours, and his connections are also a hundred times greater than yours.”

"The key to everything lies with your father."

"As long as we rescue him, all other problems will be solved."

Compared to the young tycoon, Shen Daban was very calm. He smoked a cigar while lecturing the other party, just like a father scolding his son.

"Of course I'm not as good as my father..." the young tycoon said, feeling wronged. "I just wanted to save the company while he was away..."

"Keep it?" Shen Daban looked at the young tycoon with amusement.

"...We have to keep things going, right?" The young tycoon couldn't stand Shen Daban's mocking gaze any longer. He secretly resented it; that kind of look was just too annoying.

“You don’t understand…” Shen Daban said seriously, “Don’t think about the group’s affairs. You’re just an executive vice president. It’s better for the group’s stock price to drop a little.”

"Huh?" The young tycoon was completely stunned. It would be better if he fell a little more?

Do you have a grudge against our family?
The higher the stock price, the better. How come you're saying that a falling stock price is a good thing?
"What the hell are you thinking about?"

Shen Daban saw right through the young tycoon's thoughts.

"I have no grudge against you."

“If I really had a grudge, I wouldn’t have given the Dafuhao Group to your father.”

The young tycoon was speechless.

That's right, the predecessor of the Da Fu Hao Group was a foreign firm, which was managed by Shen Daban at the time.

It's like they got the Dafuhao Group for free.

Not only that, but Shen Daban was worried that her family would not have enough money to run the business, so she gave them a loan of £100,000 interest-free!
The man in front of them could be considered a benefactor to their family.

"Uncle Shen, I don't understand."

The young tycoon asked the question honestly.

Shen Daban put down her cigar and straightened her posture:

“Your father and I are close friends, and we often meet. Now that your father is imprisoned, I need to teach you some principles of life.”

"Please enlighten me, Uncle Shen," the young tycoon quickly asked.

"Your attitude is very good." Shen Daban was very satisfied with the young tycoon's attitude. "There are two reasons."

"First, with your father in jail, it would be a joke for the stock price to surge. It has to fall."

"The Grand Fortune Group is of great importance to Hong Kong's economy. If the stock price doesn't plummet, the employees taking to the streets to protest is actually not an option."

"This doesn't make sense."

"Even if it's just to put pressure on the Governor's Mansion and the Fog City, the stock price of the Grand Fortune Group must fall."

The young tycoon was taken aback.

“The loss of these interests is necessary, it is essential. How can we put pressure on the Governor’s Mansion and the Fog City if we don’t lose these interests?”

"But..." the young tycoon didn't understand at all. "Shouldn't the stronger the group be, the more hesitant they would be to act against it?"

The young tycoon looked completely bewildered as he said this.

"You're too young." Shen Daban was quite helpless. He really didn't want to run the kindergarten. He just couldn't understand how the little tycoon had been brought to the board meeting by the big tycoon to sit in since he was very young.

After all these years, how come you're still like a fresh-faced newcomer to society?
Do you know what our interests are in Hong Kong?

Shen Daban thought to himself, "Forget it, I'll take him along for his father's sake."

"To amass wealth!" the young tycoon answered without hesitation, "To amass wealth for my Anssa Empire!"

Snapped!
Shen Daban snapped his fingers.

"Completely correct!"

"Here's a little insider tip: the government in Wudu is about to go bankrupt."

what?
The young tycoon was greatly surprised:
"The empire will go bankrupt?"

“Yes, will the empire go bankrupt?” Shen Daban asked, her expression somber. “Twenty years ago, anyone who said that would have been a complete madman.”

"However, now, the empire is truly bankrupt."

"The Falklands War, which lasted only a few days, almost bankrupted the government."

"Now, the officials in Chongqing are trying every means to extract resources from the colonies."

"Hong Kong is of utmost importance."

"We cannot afford to lose this place."

"And the Dafuhao Group is the key of the key."

“Our stock price has fallen, our group is going to go bankrupt, and the empire will inevitably lose a lot of profits.”

"No one can bear the responsibility of losing the Oriental Pearl Tower."

"do you understand?"

"So my family is that important?!" The young tycoon suddenly realized, and after understanding, he felt inexplicably proud.

Shen Daban was speechless.

Is your home important?
That's because your old man is more important.

"And the second reason?" The young tycoon perked up.

With the first reason in mind, he felt much more relaxed.

The empire needs finances, so it is absolutely essential that its own empire suffers a loss.

The city of fog absolutely cannot afford such a loss.

Our own Dafuhao Group is equivalent to the empire's profits in Hong Kong.

"Do you think the stock price drop is normal?" Shen Daban changed the subject.

"The stock price drop is abnormal?" The young tycoon was taken aback.

"You have a lot to learn," Shen Daban thought to herself, feeling a headache coming on. How exactly did the wealthy man raise his son? How come he never saw a trace of ruthlessness in him?

"If the stock price doesn't fall, how will the members of the group's board of directors acquire shares?"

"It's always about buying low and selling high; I've never heard of it being the other way around," Shen Daban said meaningfully.

"What?! An inside man?!" the young tycoon roared in fury. "How could they do such a thing?"

"Mingming Group is run by my father. They reap the benefits without contributing, and instead of working together when it matters, they betray us!"

The young tycoon was so angry that his face turned red.

"Shut up!" Shen Daban waved her hand to interrupt his anger.
"As I said, these losses are necessary. If you want the dog to work, you have to give it a little something in return."

"If they have no motivation, how can they work together to save your father?"

"Are you the one to rely on?"

The young tycoon was speechless.

"The group's board of directors are all seasoned veterans."

"If others don't know the group's operating performance, do you think they don't know either?"

"These guys have been wanting to increase their holdings of the group's stock for a long time."

"However, the group's stock has been appreciating, and they have no way to acquire the stock even if they want to."

"Now is a rare opportunity, so naturally we want the group's stock price to fall as much as possible."

"Otherwise, they can't afford such a high cost."

"do you understand?"

The young tycoon shook his head vigorously:

"I understand a little, but I don't quite understand."

Shen Daban shrugged:

"You should check the changes in the shareholding ratios of the directors under your company."

"That's easy to check. As long as the ratio is exceeded, a change announcement will be issued."

The young tycoon started gritting his teeth again.

"This is a good thing!" Shen Daban said, to the incredulous look on the young tycoon's face.

"Once a dog has tasted something sweet, all it wants to do is protect that sweetness."

"The stock price won't fall any further; if it does, it will harm their interests."

“In the past, these things were done by the super-rich, but now that he's imprisoned, who do you think will do them?”

The young tycoon suddenly realized:
"These boards of directors intervened?"

Shen Daban laughed heartily:
"If they don't want their interests to be harmed, they will definitely take action."

"For example?" the young tycoon suddenly asked excitedly.

"For example?" Shen Daban looked at him with a strange expression. "What else, for example?"

"Whether your father can be free or not is a matter of success or failure for the Dafuhao Group."

"Then, those dogs will do everything they can to rescue your father in order to protect their own interests."

"Similarly, those dogs will definitely band together to prop up the stock price in order to protect their own interests."

"You don't need to worry about external enemies."

"These dogs will also unite for their own benefit and tear apart any claws that dare to reach out to the Dafuhao Group."

"No matter who makes the move, they will have to get past them."

"If they can't hold on, then it's okay."

"I will take action!"

When Shen Daban said this, it was so natural and there was no exaggeration in it.

The young tycoon was intimidated by Shen Daban's imposing manner. Although the other party's voice was not loud and his attitude was not particularly arrogant, the young tycoon was truly overwhelmed when he calmly spoke those words.

They were completely suppressed.

"Uncle Shen, you are truly a benefactor to my family."

"You'll have to teach me more in the future!"

The young tycoon bowed solemnly and said.

Shen Daban was very satisfied with the other party's attitude; this was the kind of humble, polite, and empire-oriented attitude a new generation should have.

"You don't need to worry about external enemies."

"With such directors and me here, they won't be a problem."

"I'll call headquarters, and your check will be cashed immediately!"

"Thank you so much, Uncle Shen!" The young tycoon was overjoyed; this had been a great help to him.

"The nobles of the empire are a bunch of ruthless bastards; their appetites are bigger than you can imagine."

"This time, we need to keep a low profile and keep a low profile."

"Isn't that how it should be?" The young tycoon was puzzled by Shen Daban's words.

Shen Daban had another headache. There were some things she really didn't want this little guy to know; maintaining the empire's glory was her responsibility.

However, upon closer reflection, this guy in front of me is the successor of a tycoon, and sooner or later he will know the true nature of the empire, so it is appropriate to demystify him.

“You don’t understand. Your father has made a terrible mistake. These nobles wish they could kill him.”

The young tycoon was completely devastated; his good mood had vanished without a trace.

"Uncle Shen, don't scare me."

“My father was always loyal to the empire.”

“I know he’s loyal, otherwise I wouldn’t have chosen him.” Shen Daban waved her hand. “It’s just that he made a mistake in this matter.”

"He shouldn't have given Andrei such a big advantage."
“I know he wants to add the port project to the University of Massachusetts… he’s too impatient.”

"Uncle Shen, ports are a scarce resource; there are very few ports available for construction worldwide," the young tycoon couldn't help but defend the wealthy man.
"As long as our group can secure this project, it will be a continuous source of wealth."

"This is a huge project where you can make money while lying down."

Shen Daban rolled her eyes in a very unladylike manner:

“I’m not questioning the tycoon’s investments; I’m questioning the lobbyists he hired.”

"He shouldn't have gone to see Grand Duke Andrei."

"Furthermore, we should not have given Grand Duke Andrei fifty million pounds."

"This is the price of lobbying that's disrupting the foggy city."

"As soon as he announced his price, all the nobles almost lost their huge income from lobbyists."

"At most, Andrei's ranking would be around one million."

"As a result, your father gave him fifty times the amount!"

"An invisible threshold has been drawn."

"Capitalists who want to ask the nobles to help them will not go to them. With so much money, it would be more cost-effective to directly sponsor a politician's election campaign."

"If this deal hadn't been exposed, nothing would have happened."

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

"This deal has been exposed."

"We have no choice but to go to the nobles and let them rip us off."

"As I just said, the drop in stock price is not the problem; compared to the stock price, the foggy city is the real problem."

“If you don’t feed them until they’re half full, they’ll devour the entire Dafuhao Group.”

The young tycoon turned pale with fright; he had never considered this possibility before.

"Uncle Shen, how much silver should I bring?"

The young tycoon immediately sought advice.

“Even ordinary people know that it’s better to be frugal on the road than poor, let alone when you’re going to save your father. Of course, you should bring as much as you can,” Shen Daban said without hesitation.

“But the board of directors won’t allow it,” the young tycoon hesitated.

"See, the benefits of the stock price drop are showing again, aren't they?" Shen Daban said calmly. "The safety of the Dafuhao Group rests on your father's shoulders."

"The board of directors will not object."

"Dogs will fight to the death to protect their food."

Shen Daban was confident of success.

The young tycoon suddenly realized, "Oh, I see."

"I'm asking you, have the people selected for the group's march and demonstration been arranged yet?"

“It’s all arranged,” the young tycoon said quickly. “As soon as I get on the plane, they’ll go on the parade.”

"Make sure you pay them enough!" Shen Daban reminded him. "Hong Kong people are shrewd; they won't do anything without enough money."

“Even when a triad opens a film, they have to pay for tea and drinks, let alone when it’s a street protest.”

“Give them a salary… no, give them triple pay.”

"We absolutely cannot skimp on these small amounts of money at this time!"

The young tycoon nodded repeatedly:
"Yes!"

"I'll arrange it!"

Shen Daban thought for a moment, then suddenly whispered:

Do you have any trusted confidants in the company?

The young tycoon nodded repeatedly:
"some!"

Still worried, Ms. Shen decided to lay everything out in the open.
"I'm asking if there are any absolutely trustworthy people in the middle management?"

“Yes!” the young tycoon laughed. “Most of my mother’s relatives are middle-class.”

"Their abilities are insufficient, so they can only rely on my family for survival."

“Like Zhuang Qing, who was taken away for investigation along with my father, he is one of my cousins.”

"The group has other cousins ​​like that."

"Are there any of your trusted confidants who aren't your father's?" Shen Daban bluntly stated.

“Yes!” the young tycoon said, seemingly enlightened. “My cousins ​​all listen to me.”

“Like this…” Shen Daban said in a low voice, “Choose one of your cousins ​​who is bold, meticulous, calm and capable, and have him make a fuss during the parade.”

"Make... a commotion?" The young tycoon's mouth was dry. "I'm planning to have three thousand people march in the streets. Isn't that a big commotion?"

"I'm talking about human lives!" Shen Daban growled in a low voice. "There are protests and demonstrations every now and then, what's the big deal!"

"Do you think those media reporters would report on that kind of bullshit?"

"Dog bites man is not news, man bites dog is!"

"Tell your cousins ​​to be ruthless and kill one or more people."

"Let the protesters clash with the police."

The young tycoon broke out in a sweat.

"Uncle Shen, this is different from what you said before."

Shen Daban had always asked him to be peaceful, so why did he suddenly become so fierce?
"Just do what I tell you to do. Why are you making so many excuses?"

Shen Daban suddenly became irritable!
The small-time tycoon dared not say more.

“I called General Cunningham, but he didn’t give me any face at all.”

After thinking about it, Shen Daban decided to tell the young tycoon the truth.

"Cunningham is backed by the Cunningham family of the Navy, a long-established family with considerable power."

"The tradition has lasted for two hundred years."

"I suspect the nobles in the Fog City are about to make up their minds."

“This time when you go there, you can’t keep expecting them to make an exception for you.”

"Doing business is like fighting a war; you should always consider the possibility of failure before the possibility of winning. We need to have multiple plans."

"If the nobles can't understand, then we'll have to put pressure on the government of Wudu."

"In that case, our business in the Fog City will be disrupted by the nobles... It will be very difficult to do business there."

"But it's much better than your father spending his whole life in prison, isn't it?"

The young tycoon's expression changed drastically, and he quickly said:
"Uncle Shen, you are right."

Shen Daban frowned and said:

"I don't want to hear that!"

"Yes, I'll go back and find my cousin right away." The young tycoon immediately expressed his willingness to go all out to rescue the wealthy man.

"I'll let them make a big scene during the protests!"

"That's more like it!" Shen Daban felt much better. The little rich kid may be naive, but he does listen to advice, which is a good thing.

"Give them some weapons, and let them act decisively."

"Send them away immediately after you're done!"

The young tycoon readily agreed.

Shen Daban relaxed:
"I've given you all the instructions I needed to give you, now go and get ready."

"Nephew, farewell!" The young tycoon bowed and took his leave. As he left the office, he suddenly remembered that there was something he hadn't asked Shen Daban to confirm.

That is, their own working capital has inexplicably decreased by 200 million pounds.

The records show that this was a check personally written by a tycoon, so the bank would naturally honor it.

The young tycoon came here intending to verify this matter, but the incident was so exciting that he forgot about it.

Turning around to go inside and verify, I suddenly thought of:

"Such a large sum of money coming in and going out will definitely alarm Uncle Shen; he must know about it."

"Why should I go back and get scolded again?!"

(End of this chapter)