Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 573, page 163: A Perfect Story

Three minutes later, Dan Sijie hung up the phone, walked quickly to Chi Mengli's side, and said rapidly, "Mr. Chi, the manager of the cargo center at Taikoo Wharf has been arrested and has revealed a lot of information."

“The Swire Group put pressure on the Governor directly. The Governor and the Chief Secretary both signed the letter of appointment, and Rickton has now taken office.”

“A friend of mine at Swire Group gave me some inside information, but this favor requires payment. He doesn’t want much, just 20,000 yuan.”

At this point, the monofilament knot deliberately paused, and seeing that the financier had no objection, it continued: "The Swire Group is preparing to deal with the Swire Wharf."

“The first phase of the Blue Chimney warehouse terminal has been sold to New World Development. The current Taikoo Ferry Terminal is the second phase, which is close to Tsim Sha Tsui Station. Taikoo plans to develop this prime location near Tsim Sha Tsui Station together with Hong Kong Land.

"The New World Centre and Regent Hotel are about to be built. This land is very valuable, and Swire wants to acquire the entire plot."

"Taigu is trying to unleash the dogs to chase people away!"

After hearing what Dan Sijie said, Chi Mengli immediately understood that he was just a minor client of Rickton, and that Rickton's farewell banquet was prepared for the four major trading companies. These Chinese businessmen were just killing two birds with one stone.

No wonder Ronaldo warned me not to take it seriously!
He charged into battle himself, but in the end, it was Jardine Matheson and Swire that benefited.

"Attorney Shan, do you think Swire will win in the end?"

Chi Mengli took the cigarette out of her mouth, stubbed it out in the ashtray, and asked a silly question.

Monofilament almost laughed. The tycoon in front of him was talking nonsense. In Hong Kong, no one could beat the four major trading companies.

"I understand! Thank you, Attorney Shan!"

After saying that, Chi Mengli went downstairs and walked towards Zhang Manxin and Wen Tianchuan.

Wen Tianchuan didn't want to come to Liangzai Sheng's big party because his father had fallen out with Liangzai Sheng over a stinky guy named Hei Ahu.

He hadn't even met this stinky guy named Hei Ahu yet. His own boss was very close to Hei Ahu, clearly someone close to the boss. But his mother had been in a bad mood lately and had been giving him trouble all day.

The Wen family parted ways with Handsome Sheng, and the one who was hurt the most was the mother, because the business of Tian Tian Fish Farm largely depended on Handsome Sheng's daily fresh produce. Once Handsome Sheng and the Wen family separated, the business of Tian Tian Fish Farm would have no future.

With the support of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce and his ancestral Atlantic Fisheries Company, Liangzai Sheng has no shortage of suppliers.

Even the human resources department of Tiantian Fish Farm has already started working on a layoff plan, and will begin large-scale layoffs after the New Year.

My mom and dad have argued many times, but in the end, my mom gave in and respected my dad's decision.

Now that we're all rivals, sitting at the same table chatting and drinking makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

But Zhang Manxin insisted on coming, and wanted him to come with her. After all, Zhang Manxin had become a regular host of AKB boxing matches, and her fame had risen with the spread of AKB boxing matches.

Holding a champagne glass, Zhang Manxin was filled with worry, just like her name suggests. She knew that the Wen family was just a fleeting relationship, and once Wen Tianchuan got married, she would have to step aside.

Handsome Sheng is my real boss. I don't need to sleep with him. As long as I'm obedient, I can get benefits.

Upon seeing Chi Mengli come down the stairs, Zhang Manxin went to greet her with a glass of champagne.

"Happy New Year, Sheng-ge!"

Upon seeing Zhang Manxin approach, Chi Mengli stopped, snapped her fingers to signal a waiter to bring her a glass of champagne, clinked glasses with Zhang Manxin, and said, "I like your hosting style."

"How can I describe it! It's incredibly bold!"

"Hong Kong citizens like a relaxed atmosphere, so I'm going to have you sign a contract with AKB48 and become their spokesperson."

"Don't be so polite with me, because you're one of us. I, Handsome Sheng, always take the best care of my own people."

Having already offered enough incentives, Chi Mengli was ready to leave. He needed talent, especially in the television industry.

"Brother Sheng, thank you for taking care of me. I brought Brother Tianchuan here to see if there is any possibility of us making peace."

These words were silly and naive. Chi Mengli smiled and remained silent; now was not the time to express her opinion.

Wen Tianchuan stood there for a long time without going over to say hello, which would be impolite, so he walked over and awkwardly greeted Chi Mengli: "Brother Sheng!"

"Fourth Young Master, don't look so sad. We're still friends. Don't let business matters weigh on your mind. Today may be cloudy, but tomorrow will be sunny. Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve, so smile!"

"By the way! Mrs. Wen asked me to do something a while ago, and it's almost done. I can't meet with Mrs. Wen right now, so please give this letter to her for me."

Chi Mengli reached into her pocket, stuffed a sealed envelope into Wen Tianchuan's hand, patted Wen Tianchuan on the shoulder and told him to have fun, while she went to greet the other partners.

The party went on until midnight, with guests shouting the countdown together, eating cream cake, and celebrating the New Year.

After the cream cake was eaten, the party ended, and everyone went home to their own families.

Wen Tianchuan didn't drive his sports car today, but his mother's Jaguar sedan. He brought a driver with him because he was going to drink.

He first took Zhang Manxin back to her apartment before returning to the Wen family mansion. Although the Wen family was also decorated with lanterns and streamers, everyone was asleep. He changed his shoes and walked into the hall.

Inside the main hall of the Wen family mansion, an offering table had already been set up. The Wen family made their living from shipping and came from Tianjin. Instead of following local customs and worshipping the Heavenly Empress, they worshipped the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas.

The Four Dragon Kings are not human figures or golden statues, but rather a golden plate with four dragons engraved on it. This is what is known as the Four Dragon Kings Token.

Below the Four Seas Dragon King plaque were the offerings: three large celadon bowls, one containing salt, one containing unhulled rice, and the other containing five-colored soil. The boatmen's guild was the same as the canal transport guild; they all made their living from canal transport, and their rules were largely the same.

Wen Tianchuan clasped his hands together, bowed to the plaque of the Sea Dragon King, and then walked up the stairs to his room.

"Fourth Young Master, Madam is still awake. She instructed that after you return, she will give you her small study."

The drowsy maid sitting by the stairs on the second floor saw Wen Tianchuan return drunk and quickly stood up to tell the young master that the madam wanted to see him.

Fu Wenpei used to work in the large study, but after Zhou Miaoyun married into the family, Fu Wenpei gave up the large study and moved to the small study to work. The small study was closer to the master bedroom, making it convenient to go back and forth.

"I'll lean back and sleep for a while; it's still early before dawn."

Wen Tianchuan took off his suit jacket and let the maid lean against him. There was a fireplace in the house, so it was warm and there was no need for clothes to keep warm.

The maid nodded, took the clothes, and watched Wen Tianchuan leave.

When Wen Tianchuan arrived at the small study, he knocked on the door and, after receiving permission from his mother inside, entered the study.

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, Fu Wenpei took them off when she saw her little boy return. She said wearily, "Wine is a poison that burns through the intestines, and lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bones!"

"You're young, drink less alcohol. You're a doctor, you know how harmful it is to you and me."

“Go back to sleep! Set an alarm. Your dad needs to worship the Dragon King at eight o’clock and give you red envelopes with lucky money. Take a shower and have a cup of coffee an hour early.”

"Your eldest brother, second brother, and fourth brother will all come back. Let's all sit down and have a meal together to cheer each other up."

After instructing the young man, Fu Wenpei waved her hand, telling Wen Tianchuan to go back to his room to sleep and not to delay tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony.

"I know! Mom, you should go to bed early too."

Wen Tianchuan had drunk a lot of wine and danced for two hours, and was exhausted to the bone. But as soon as he took a step outside, he remembered the envelope in his pocket, quickly stopped, turned around, and said to Fu Wenpei, "Mom."

"What?"

Fu Wenpei raised her head and looked at Wen Tianchuan.

Wen Tianchuan quickly took out the envelope and placed it on the desk: "Mom, Liangzai Sheng gave me an envelope, saying that you arranged for him to do it."

"He organized today's party; I only found out after I arrived."

"Mom, if there's nothing else, I'm going back to sleep!"

"Go back now! Remember to set your alarm!"

Fu Wenpei watched Wen Tianchuan leave with a smile on her face. She was willing to swear on her own head that she had not ordered Liangzai Sheng to do anything, but since Liangzai Sheng had taken the initiative to come to her, it meant that the contents of the envelope were related to her.

In the stillness of the night, without needing to dwell on it, she picked up the envelope, checked it, and seeing that everything was intact, she opened it.

Inside the envelope was only a photo of a handsome older man whom Fu Wenpei recognized at a glance. She stared at the photo for a full two minutes before turning it over and discovering a long phone number on the back.

In the dead of night, there's nothing to worry about.

Fu Wenpei picked up the phone and dialed the number on the back of the photo.

The call was answered quickly, and Fu Wenpei heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice on the other end.

"Hello, Mrs. Wen."

Fu Wenpei held the microphone between her head and the table, then picked up the photo and admired her first love's appearance before saying, "Young man, you were born too late. My story is known throughout Hong Kong."

"Let me reiterate my position: I really don't want to see the conflict between you and my husband. You are a good partner. I just finished reviewing the performance of Tian Tian Fish Farm. Thanks to you, Tian Tian Fish Farm finally ended its losses last year."

"But even so, I'm still very sorry, because I can't help you."

"However, I have to thank you. I discovered that my first love is still very handsome and dashing! This makes me very happy and leaves me with something to look forward to!"

"Midnight emotional communication is over. You have one minute left. Countdown begins!"

"fifty-nine!"

"I will continue to order more and continue to consume dried sea cucumbers."

"Fifty-eight!"

“Supreme has already made its move, but no one has notified the Wen family, which means the Wen family is the fat meat on the plate.”

"Fifty-seven!"

“I like Tian Chuanzai. If he were the heir of the Wen family, it would be a very interesting story. A Wen family heir who does not have the blood of the Wen family but inherits all the assets of the Wen family.”

What a perfect story!

On the other end of the phone, Chi Mengli, holding a Bible, spoke.

(End of this chapter)