Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 582, Section 172: Cold Night Rain
To be honest, Wen Hailiang had never seen such a stupid fool. The reason the Wen family dared to entrust the warehouse in Taikoo to Hei Ahu was because the warehouse at Taikoo Wharf was controlled by a Panamanian company registered by the Wen family.

If the cops want to arrest someone, they can only arrest the Panamanian tycoon, because he is the legal representative. Even if the tycoon betrays the Wen family, they will have to go back to Panama to fight the case.

Such economic disputes, even if they go to the International Financial Court, would take at least three to five years to resolve, and the Republic of Panama does not recognize the International Court of Justice.

So when the police found pork in the Wen family's warehouse, they only sent someone to inquire about it. After the Wen family donated two million, the whole matter was dropped.

Even if new evidence emerges in the future, they will still go after Hei Ahu, unless Hei Ahu turns against them.

But Wanchai Ferry Pier is different. Warehouse No. 15 at Wanchai Ferry Pier is registered under Wen Tianchuan's name, and the company is also registered in Hong Kong. If something happens, Wen Tianchuan will be the first one to get away with it.

Wen Hailiang was disappointed in his son, his favorite little boy, who hadn't made any progress in over a decade of business.

His father's angry scolding made Wen Tianxin lower his head, his face flushed red, and he remained silent.

“Ah Yun just said that there are tabloid paparazzi swarming the door. Go find Wenren Zhongtao now. Although he is no longer the vice president of the Press Association, his son is already a rising star in the Chief Secretary’s Office.”

“Now, many of the Press Association’s external affairs need to be handled by him. His influence has not decreased but increased. You should call Zhong Tao now and ask him to help you sort things out.”

"Have your wife make the call. She has a good relationship with Zhong Tao, and he'll definitely give her face."

"Find out which newspapers are involved. Tonight, give each one 100,000 yuan to shut them up. If that doesn't work, send Black Tiger to deliver firecrackers to the newspapers."

We live in the information age. Once the Wen family is in the newspapers, they become famous in Hong Kong!
Losing the public opinion field means you've already lost, even if you manage to turn things around later!

Associating yourself with the underworld, Miss Bai, or smuggling wild game will scare away 80% of your business partners.

Even today, the newspaper "Oriental Press," run by the "Paper Horse" and "Pink Horse" (referring to a pro-democracy activist), is still called the "White Powder Newspaper" or "Word Flower Newspaper." It has very few advertisers, and any person with a sound mind would not advertise in a newspaper that frequently publishes negative news.

Building a brand image takes more than a decade, but collapsing can happen in just three to five days.

The lid must be put on; otherwise, the Wen family's reputation will be ruined.

"I know! I'll make the call right now."

"Dad, should we tell Auntie? This has blown up! If we can't protect Tianchuanzai by tomorrow, will Auntie fire her?"

Wen Tianxin hesitated for a moment. He was the one who caused this trouble. If he couldn't bail out his children, Fu Wenpei would definitely lose her temper, and the situation would become even more passive.

"Don't tell her now! Wenpei is on the right path, but she's not mentally strong. If you let her know the truth, it will definitely cause trouble, and she might even break down!"

"Let's wait until Lawyer Zhuang returns from the gate tower and see what the situation is."

"Also, go and tell Black Tiger to prepare a scapegoat. I'll pay for it, and the scapegoat will take the blame. I've heard that there are a lot of unlucky people in Kowloon Walled City who want to step forward and be scapegoats."

"Get to work!"

After Wen Hailiang finished arranging everything, he turned and walked towards the main building. It was a bit chilly at night, and his clothes were a little thin; now was not a good time to catch a cold.

After accompanying his father back to the room, Wen Tianxin asked the kitchen to make a bowl of ginger soup. He had been wandering around the back garden for quite a while and was prone to catching a cold, so he decided to drink a bowl of ginger soup and work up a sweat to be on the safe side.

He watched his father finish the ginger soup before returning to his room, but he didn't see Zhou Miaoyun. He had to ask the servants and learned that Zhou Miaoyun was still drinking in the study.

If he had a choice, Wen Tianxin would never have asked Zhou Miaoyun for help, but he has no other choice now.

Zhou Miaoyun was the only one left in the study. She was watching TV and drinking red wine, enjoying the rare good time on New Year's Eve.

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"Your Majesty!"

Zhou Miaoyun didn't give Wen Tianxin a chance to speak; she directly made him kneel down.

As an old married couple, Wen Tianxin knew Zhou Miaoyun's quirks. He first closed the door to the study, and then, without the slightest hesitation, knelt down on the ground.

"I'll ask you an answer!"

"Do you want me to help you with your troubles?"

Zhou Miaoyun took a sip of wine and asked softly.

Upon hearing his wife speak, Wen Tianxin crawled forward a few steps to Zhou Miaoyun's side, nodding repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes! I know you have a good relationship with Mr. Wenren Zhongtao, and I want Mr. Wenren Zhongtao to help cover up the public opinion."

Hong Kong is an entertainment metropolis with a plethora of entertainment news. Just a little gossip about popular female celebrities can fill the minds of ordinary Hong Kong citizens.

"No! I won't help! At least I won't help the Wen family!"

Zhou Miaoyun took a sip of white wine. The wine was of very good quality, but it was a New World wine, lacking depth and unable to tell a good story, though the quality was excellent.

Australia suffers from water scarcity and relies on seawater desalination, but the abundant sunshine and optimal water volume result in exceptionally sweet products. The product is excellent and a worthwhile investment.

Zhou Miaoyun plans to first invest in this Australian winery and gradually gain control. If the quality can remain so perfect, it can be introduced to Hong Kong entertainment venues.

Kneeling on the ground, Wen Tianxin immediately noticed something in his wife's breath. He quickly reached out, took off Zhou Miaoyun's shoes, and, suppressing his disgust, licked his wife's feet.

"Crazy line!"

"I won't save the Wen family. I'm too frail and weak to do it!"

Zhou Miaoyun did not reject Wen Tianxin's little tricks; on the contrary, she enjoyed them. However, she did not change her stance because of these little tricks.

The road has been marked! As for whether Wen Tianxin will follow, that depends on his luck.

Working with Handsome Sheng is comfortable, but it's like dealing with a tiger. If you don't have many cards to play, you'll easily become the tiger's food. Besides, Handsome Sheng has definitely also tried to win over Fu Wenpei.

According to the law of inheritance, if no will was left, Fu Wenpei will inherit everything, including control of several companies under the Wen family.

Although the Wen Family Foundation owns all the shares in these companies, each branch of the Wen family owns the shares but not the voting rights; they only have ownership rights and the right to receive dividends.

With the Wen family's eldest branch holding an absolute advantage, Fu Wenpei gained absolute control. As long as Fu Wenpei was willing to generously give money, the other branches of the Wen family would definitely remain quiet.

Moreover, Fu Wenpei has the Fu family behind her, who can stand up for her. Furthermore, Fu Wenpei has a son, who is a descendant of the Wen family. Although he doesn't look like anyone else, Wen Hailiang, that old bastard, admits it himself, so no one else can say anything.

Handsome is now betting on both sides, so no matter who wins, he can earn enough chips.

Zhou Miaoyun doesn't have many cards to play, but if Wen Tianxin sides with her and cooperates with Liangzai Sheng, their chances of winning will be much greater.

"I reiterate, I will not save the Wen family."

Zhou Miaoyun explained things very clearly, but the guy at her feet just couldn't understand. All she could do was pour the rest of the wine in her glass onto Wen Tianxin's head.

Despite being drenched in ice-cold liquor, Wen Tianxin remained focused on licking his feet, silently enduring everything.

After pouring the wine, Zhou Miaoyun stretched comfortably, lifted Wen Tianxin's face with the back of her foot, and said, "You are very lucky to have me as your wife."

"Wen Tianchuan can't get out; your Wen family's reputation can't compare to that of the foreigners."

“I’ve shared a bed with you for so many years, I know your nature. You don’t need to do anything now. Just hide in your mistress’s house, the one who dances ballet. Don’t come out unless you answer my call.”

"Someone just tipped me off; the foreigners have gathered evidence and can put you in jail."

"Now I'm going to give Mr. Wen Tianxin, the filial son, two choices. One is to do as I said before, and take your mistress, Miss Wang, the ballet dancer, to Macau, to Australia, or to Canada."

"Then sign a power of attorney for me, authorizing me to represent your shares and manage your company. Once you return, the power of attorney will be void."

"The second option is much simpler. Wen Tianchuan isn't qualified! He can't be the scapegoat. To appease the foreigners, your father-in-law will hand you over, and I'll file for divorce and take half of your total assets."

"You were crouching in the bitter cellar, your chrysanthemums were being exploited."

“Brother Tianxin, you can’t hold on, you definitely won’t be killed by someone.”

"Now, is it a gamble on the bond between father and son, or a gamble on me being able to handle everything for you, get rid of your father-in-law, and make you the head of the Wen family?"

After Zhou Miaoyun finished speaking, she kicked Wen Tianxin away, took out a test report from her handbag, and threw it in front of Wen Tianxin.

“I’m pregnant! It’s only been a week. For our baby’s sake, I have to save your life. After all, if you have food, the baby will have food. Otherwise, I’ll have to go find another pile of money for my baby.”

"Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital doesn't lie; you can check anytime."

"Are you relieved now?"

Zhou Miaoyun is indeed pregnant, and the father of the child is very likely Wen Tianxin. Recently, this bastard has been staying at home and having sex every day. Coincidentally, he has run out of birth control pills!

The doctor who prescribed her the hidden medication went on vacation to Switzerland, so she had to endure it, and before long, her belly grew bigger.

Upon hearing that Zhou Miaoyun was pregnant, Wen Tianxin quickly picked up the test results from the ground, examined them carefully, and found that the test results did indeed confirm her pregnancy.

But signing the authorization letter was a huge deal. If Zhou Miaoyun took away the money he had worked so hard for over the years, wouldn't he be penniless again?

It's important to understand that the real estate company is currently the lifeblood of the Wen family. It contains a number of buildings, property rights, and two plots of land. These assets combined can be exchanged for two to three hundred million yuan in cash.

Wen Tianxin dared not gamble that Zhou Miaoyun would turn against him after acquiring the shares.

But Zhou Miaoyun looked out the window and saw that the dark clouds, which had been gathering energy all night, had finally begun to rain.

(End of this chapter)