Hollywood starts with an agent

Chapter 454 The Last Governor
Because of this untimely outburst, Aaron asked dismissively, "Who is this?"

Chris Patten responded, "Hong Kong Chief Secretary!"

The Chief Secretary for Administration of Hong Kong, also known as the Governor's Secretary, is the future Chief Secretary for Administration and is undoubtedly the second most powerful person in Hong Kong.

Aaron glanced at it. "What? Since when can dogs interrupt when people are talking?"

Aaron was there to cause trouble. Chris Patten was making a mess of things in Hong Kong in his final days. How could Aaron not cause some trouble?
Although Aaron's voice wasn't loud, the people nearby definitely heard him!
The Chief Secretary of Hong Kong was Anson Fong. Because she married a man surnamed Chan, she deliberately followed the Western style and put the southern surname before her own name, changing her name to the rather awkward Chan Fong Anson!
Upon hearing Aaron's unbridled and insulting address, Fang Ansheng's face immediately turned red, and she raised her trembling hand, pointing directly at Aaron.

Not only was Fang Ansheng shocked, but Chris Patten was also astonished. He gave a look, and the people around him walked away.

Aaron's eyes changed. "If you point again, I guarantee I'll ruin your reputation. Do you think your master will target me for an old bitch?"

He then looked at Chris Patten and asked, "Governor, what do you think?"

Chris Patten's face was ashen as he stared at Aaron. "That's enough, Aaron. This is Hong Kong, a British place, not America!"

Aaron narrowed his eyes. "Oh, soon it won't be British anymore."

Then, Aaron smiled and said, "What, you want to go against me too?"

Just a last governor? Does he dare offend a top billionaire on the Forbes rich list?

Or is he the person who controls one of the world's largest media groups?

Chris Patten took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and lowered his voice, "Aaron, it's just a small matter. What exactly do you want?"

Because Hong Kong is about to return to China, Chris Patten is very troubled lately and really doesn't want to have any dirty dealings with top American tycoons like Aaron!
Aaron took a sip of his drink elegantly. "The film company I invested in was being targeted by the mob. We dealt with it as quickly as possible."

"Don't think you can just catch a few small fry and be done with it. That Hong Kong gang is called Lian Gong Le. Eliminate them for me."

Aaron wanted to make an example of them, so that no one would be allowed to covet Media Asia Films in the future!

Chris Patten sighed. "Aaron, it's just a small matter."

Aaron smiled. "You should know how much influence I have in America."

"If you don't handle this well, I guarantee you won't be able to retire when you return to England."

"You need to understand, in a capitalist society, money is everything!"

Chris Patten's heart raced. He thought the other man was crazy. Was it really necessary for him to target him over such a trivial matter?
"And also, I don't like your dog!"

With that, Aaron patted Chris Patten on the shoulder and left, giving the British lackeys a disdainful look.

Aaron's actions were extremely insulting!
After Aaron left, Fang Ansheng approached Chris Patten with a resentful expression. "Why is this American so arrogant?"

Chris Patten said with a helpless tone, "He was not even 30 years old, yet his net worth exceeded ten billion US dollars, and he was a major supporter of the US president."

"He also controls Dawn Group, the number one film company in Hollywood. With his financial resources, media influence, and political connections, why can't he be arrogant?"

"You heard what he just said. I don't care who owns Lian Gong Le, you have to take it down as quickly as possible!"

After leaving the ball, Aaron took Yang Gongru and left immediately, even glancing back at the ball venue one last time, "Pfft, the Governor..."

The following afternoon, Central District, Hong Kong.

At the U.S. Consulate General in Hong Kong and Macau, Aaron and Jack Wells met with U.S. Consul Hobert Bowles. "Aaron, what's going on? I heard you embarrassed the British Governor last night?"

Hobert Bowles handed Aaron, who was sitting on the sofa, a glass of wine and began to speak with a smile.

Before Aaron could speak, Jack Wells, who was smoking a cigar beside him, burst out laughing, "He's just a last governor, now he's just an old dog without a home."

"Do we really need to be afraid of him? He's got a lot of shit on his ass. We can easily take care of him by finding some members of parliament and newspapers in England!"

Aaron took a sip of his drink and patted Jack Wells on the shoulder. "Hey, he's a governor, after all."

Looking at Hobart Bowles, he said, "Hong Kong is currently a lawless zone, and coupled with geopolitical factors, it has attracted the attention of various major powers."

"Hong Kong, as Asia's financial center, certainly holds an important international financial position, and you're also aware of the current real estate bubble."

"My idea is to enter the Hong Kong real estate market when the bubble bursts. I can't do business without winning over these British people!"

Britain ruled Hong Kong for a century and a half, and even after its return, its influence remained significant, and the repercussions it left behind were not so easy to deal with.

Hobert Bowers nodded. That made sense. For people like Aaron Anderson, it was all about self-interest.

Hong Kong's real estate market is an incredibly lucrative market, with British capital and Chinese capital backed by British capital all intertwined!

"This is not a good situation, Aaron. The market here has basically been divided up."

Hobert Bowles certainly understood that even if Britain left, it would still remotely control Hong Kong.

They have people in government, finance, and the judiciary!
“What’s so difficult about it?” Jack Wells stood up abruptly. “Just deal with those stupid opium dealers. As for their dogs, do they dare to mess with us?”

Hobert Bowles gave a wry smile. "You can't say that. The main thing is that Aaron's base is still in the United States. Hong Kong is still a very complicated place."

Aaron waved his hand. "Alright, Chris Patten has already spoken with you, right?"

Hobert Bowles nodded. "They called me this morning to complain that you're being too domineering!"

"Me, domineering?" Aaron shook his head. "These opium traffickers take HK$1000 billion in profits from Hong Kong every year."

"Now that you're about to leave, you still won't let go. You're being too greedy!"

Jack Wells' eyes widened. "So many?"

Hobert Bowles smiled. "Based on our estimates, about right."

"Over the years, the amount of money Britain has earned back from Hong Kong is astronomical!"

Jack Wells clicked his tongue in surprise, "No wonder Aaron values ​​Hong Kong so much?"

However, there are indeed many wealthy people in Hong Kong!

Aaron waved his hand, "Alright, the time isn't right yet. I'll make my move when the opportunity arises."

"Mr. Bowers, you don't want to be just a consul in one region, do you?"

(End of this chapter)