Hong Kong Movie: At the beginning, Big Boss B asked me to draw the death lottery

Chapter 168 Li Zhaoji: If you insist on reclaiming land from the sea, the entire Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce will isolate you!

Li Zhongzhi had shed all identities at this moment, and the first hammer he swung struck Zhang Hanshou's right palm.

The hammer fell and immediately flattened Zhang Hanshou's right palm. Zhang Hanshou's face turned pale, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out.

Li Zhongzhi, however, did not stop what he was doing. He mechanically swung the hammer, once, twice...

Like pounding medicine, Qiu Gang'ao continued until Zhang Hanshou's body was unrecognizable and almost turned into a pile of mud before he stepped forward and grasped Li Zhongzhi's aching wrist.

"okay!"

bang-

Coming to his senses, Li Zhongzhi dropped the hammer, collapsed to the ground, and wept helplessly.

He avenged his daughter, but what good did it do? His daughter would never come back.

“Li sir, cheer up.”

Even if your daughter were alive, she wouldn't want to see you like this!

Qiu Gang'ao put his hand on Li Zhongzhi's shoulder. He knew what kind of torment it was for a person to harbor overwhelming hatred.

Right now, all he can do is use Hong Wengang's words to persuade Li Zhongzhi to cheer up.

Hong Wengang waited in Central until the early hours of the morning, but still did not receive a call from Gao Jin.

At 1 a.m., the prolonged sleep deprivation had caused him to feel his heart rate to become somewhat abnormal.

However, the call to Gao Jin could not be connected for a long time.

dong dong dong-

At that moment, there was a soft knock on the bedroom door. Hong Wengang immediately used his cane to support himself and called out towards the outside of the bedroom.

"Is it Gao Jin?"

"Brother, it's me!"

"Wenbiao, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Brother, I can't sleep, and there are some things I want to talk to you about!"

Hong Wengang walked to the door and opened it.

The moment he saw who was coming from outside the door, he was completely stunned.

Standing at the door were not only Hong Wenbiao, but also Dr. Sitthichai, whom he had asked Gao Jin to bring from Thailand.

Dr. Sitthichai looked distressed, with two unfamiliar, burly men following behind him; he was clearly being held hostage.

Hong Wengang lowered his head, his eyes like those of a vicious wolf.

"Wenbiao, it seems you knew all along?"

"Brother, you have such a cruel heart!"

As he spoke, Hong Wenbiao took Hong Wengang's arm and prepared to help him walk outside.

When Hong Wengang showed resistance, Hong Wenbiao lowered his voice and persuaded him again.

"Don't worry, brother. Those people you brought back from Thailand are never coming back to see you."

I think my brother and I need to have a heart-to-heart talk. Let's go outside and sit down for a bit!

Without waiting for Hong Wengang's consent, Hong Wenbiao practically dragged him towards a viewing platform at the toy company.

Looking again, Dr. Sitthichai and the two thugs who were controlling him did not follow.

As the evening breeze rustled, Hong Wenbiao helped Hong Wengang sit on a rattan chair on the viewing platform, then reached out and removed the mask from Hong Wengang's face.

"Brother, you once told me that your biggest wish in this life was to stand on the beach and feel the sea breeze blowing on your body freely."

Hong Wengang remained silent, trying his best to regulate his breathing in order to control his heart rate and prevent his heart from being overburdened.

But Hong Wenbiao's words still made his heart race.

Yes, that is indeed his greatest wish.

After so many years, he finally made up his mind and his wish was about to come true, but he failed at the most crucial moment.

His face began to show regret, regretting why he hadn't made up his mind sooner to take action against Hong Wenbiao.

"Brother, thankfully someone told me about your plan."

I know that Hong's Toys is your life's work, and I don't want to see your life's work go to waste after your death.

Therefore, I had no choice but to agree to someone's request and personally send you on your way.

Hong Wengang frowned and looked up at his younger brother.

“Hong Wenbiao, if I hadn’t been giving you money all these years, would you have been living such a happy life?”

In the end, you actually colluded with outsiders to deal with me! Don't you have any conscience at all?!

"It's a huge joke for someone like you to have any conscience!"

Hong Wengang, I feel no remorse for killing you. Sending you off with my own hands, allowing you to die with some dignity, I feel I've done my duty to my ancestors!

Both of them have come clean, so they might as well stop pretending.

Then Hong Wenbiao gritted his teeth, grabbed Hong Wengang by the collar, bent down, and hoisted Hong Wengang up on his back.

Hong Wengang was shocked, but how could his weak body be a match for the young and strong Hong Wenbiao?

When Hong Wengang carried him on his shoulder and placed him on the railing of the observation deck, Hong Wengang felt a sudden dizziness and felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

That's him. Faced with a strong, adult man, he couldn't even fight back like a child.

"Wenbiao, no matter what, I am still your brother... You can't kill me..."

Driven by a strong will to survive, Hong Wengang begged his younger brother for mercy, but Hong Wenbiao pretended not to hear him.

With one hand grabbing Hong Wengang's collar and the other pulling on his left arm, they pushed him toward the outside of the railing.

A strong evening wind blew in, and Hong Wengang felt as if his blood had frozen.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness caused his heart rate to spike to its maximum.

However, Hong Wenbiao did not actually throw him off, but instead pulled him back up and tossed him onto the viewing platform like a dead dog.

Gasping for breath, Hong Wenbiao collapsed to the ground, his eyes meeting those of Hong Wengang, whose pupils were gradually dimming.

"Doctor...doctor...please call...me..."

With his last shred of consciousness, Hong Wengang was still begging his younger brother to call a doctor to save him.

Hong Wenbiao shook his head, trembling, as if to bolster his courage, and shouted loudly at Hong Wengang.

"You've harmed so many people, you should have died long ago!"

Hong Wengang, it's a blessing for your ancestors that you died of a heart attack instead of others knowing that our Hong family had a notorious human trafficker!

"Doctor...doctor..."

Hong Wengang's slightly raised hand finally fell to the ground.

Even in his last moments before death, he was still thinking about how a doctor would come to save him.
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The following morning, at Government House, in Wilson's office.

After obtaining Wei Yixin's permission, Huo De entered Wei Yixin's office.

"Hord, I've read the proposal you sent me."

Has He Yaozong gone mad? Is he really planning to build resettlement housing in Moxingling?

“Mr. Governor, as you can see, Ho Yiu-chung’s proposal does indeed follow this approach.”

With his land reclamation project in Silvermine Bay, claiming to be the largest housing estate project in Sai Wan, his prestige among the lower-class citizens of Hong Kong Island has risen to another level!

Huo De smiled and sat down opposite Wei Yixin, then continued.

"What's funny now is that many middle-class families are selling their homes and applying to the Housing Department to move to public rental housing in the Wong Tai Sin housing estate area."

Because He Yaozong's resettlement housing is built in a more luxurious environment than their thousand-square-foot mansions, my only curiosity now is how much money He Yaozong can actually come up with and to what extent he can complete his resettlement project!

Wei Yixin interlaced his fingers and leaned back in his chair.

"Hodd, so you got the Housing Authority to approve these people moving into low-rent housing?"

"Of course, the resettlement project in Wong Tai Sin was the first resettlement task that I, together with the Housing Department, assigned to Ho Yiu Chung."

The more people who need resettlement, the more money He Yaozong has to invest; there will come a time when he can't hold on any longer.

After listening to Huo De's story, Wei Yixin did not show any joy, but instead shook his head with some melancholy.

"Hod, I am now certain that there is an invisible hand supporting He Yaozong as he continues to move forward."

"Someone has already figured out our motives. What I'm worried about now is, what if He Yaozong can't hold on one day? Will that big hand just step in and overturn the negotiating table?" Huo De also suppressed his smile.

“Governor, this is not something we should be considering.”

We have less and less time to spend on Hong Kong Island, and all we can do is take it one step at a time.

If someone really does want to overturn the table, then it will be the gentlemen of the British Cabinet who will come to challenge them!

His response immediately dispelled any doubts Wei Yixin might have had.

“That’s right! Hong Kong Island has been managed by the British for so many years, a century, growing from a small fishing village into the international metropolis it is today. I’m really not willing to just hand it over to someone else!”

With that, Wei Yixin tossed the proposal back to Huo De, his tone firm.

"Do as you wish. This place must be a place where the seeds of great English civilization are sown!"
In the decades to come, we must show the world that Hong Kong Island absolutely cannot function without Great Britain!

……

At noon that day, Ho Yiu-chung received the letter of appointment from the Provincial Administration Commissioner at his villa on Beacon Hill.

From now on, the Hang Yiu Estate Relief Association can officially engage in relief work across Hong Kong Island.

At 1 p.m. that day, Lee Chiu-kei, the owner of Henderson Land Development, visited Beacon Hill again in his capacity as chairman of the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce to meet with Ho Yiu-chung.

This time, He Yaozong had him invited in directly.

When this Hong Kong real estate tycoon, who was already over sixty years old, first met Ho Yiu-chung, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"A roc rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high!"

Mr. He is so young, yet he has already achieved so much. His future is truly promising!

Regardless of Li Zhaoji's identity, He Yaozong was quite pleased with Li Zhaoji's words upon their first meeting.

After the two shook hands, Ho Yiu-chung gestured for Lee Chiu-kei to sit down and indicated that the Filipino maid at home should serve tea.

Li Zhaoji then directly stated his purpose for coming.

"Mr. He, congratulations!"
The Chief Secretary instructed me to use my position as the president of the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce to secure a Legislative Council nomination for you.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, once the Chief Secretary officially announces the establishment of the Housing Estate Residents Relief Department, you can accept the Governor's appointment and formally join the Legislative Council!

"Mr. Li, you flatter me. It was all earned with real money. There's nothing to congratulate you on!"
"If you're willing, you could throw around a billion dollars and maybe even get someone a seat on the Legislative Yuan."

Li Zhaoji immediately waved his hand: "Business is business. It's not our place to interfere in matters of legislation."

Mr. Ho, besides congratulating you on your appointment to the Legislative Council, there's another matter I've come to discuss with you today.

"whats the matter?"

"I believe Mr. Ho has already heard that the Chief Secretary has asked you to reclaim land in Silvermine Bay, but in fact the Legislative Council does not support land reclamation on Hong Kong Island."

Mr. Ho is a sensible man, so I might as well speak frankly: land reclamation will damage the ecological environment of Hong Kong Island on the one hand, and it will also lower land prices on Hong Kong Island on the other.

I've heard that Mr. Ho has amassed a large amount of land in Kowloon Walled City, and he also intends to acquire the Lee family's properties in Causeway Bay.

If you were to initiate land reclamation, I fear the Hong Kong Island property market would face a new wave of turmoil!

After finishing his speech, Li Zhaoji couldn't help but feel a bit thirsty.

He picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip to moisten his throat, and continued speaking.

"Moreover, I'm afraid Mr. Ho will also face a lot of obstacles from the Legislative Council."

"Mr. Ho, this is your first time becoming a legislator; I think you should really work on building good relationships with your colleagues!"

Another person who's here to lobby for their own benefit.

He Yaozong couldn't help but feel a little impatient, and with a raised eyelid, he immediately replied.

"So, according to Mr. Li, the land reclamation project I finally secured in Silvermine Bay should be shelved?"

"is not what it means!"

Li Zhaoji quickly explained, "Mr. He, I intend to invite you to join the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce."

The sea can certainly be filled in, but now is not the time.

In our view, the Hong Kong Island property market will see another wave of price increases. Before the market becomes saturated, we hope Mr. Ho will put a halt to the land reclamation project.

"When the time is right, we'll fill in Silver Mine Bay. I guarantee you'll earn even more then!"

Holding onto land and waiting for a higher price is a common tactic used by Hong Kong Island property developers.

However, Ho Yiu-chung had no interest in this matter; he had his own ways of making money.

He hadn't forgotten the system's warning—when the cashback he received through the system reached a level that could shake the economic balance of Hong Kong, the system would undergo a final upgrade.

After walking so many roads and sweating so much, just when it was time for me to finally show my skills, someone suddenly jumped out and told me to just hold onto those land plots and wait for a better price.

What do you mean by "waiting for a higher price"? Do you really care about the few dollars you'd make from hoarding land and building houses?!

"President Li, I appreciate your kindness."

However, I don't plan to join the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce.

"I will be setting up a charitable chamber of commerce in the future. If Chairman Li is interested, I can reserve a vice-chairman position for you."

As He Yaozong spoke, he sat up straight and looked Li Zhaoji up and down with his eyes.

"As for whether the land reclamation project will be hindered or whether it will be profitable, Chairman Li need not worry about that!"

"I can fill in Silvermine Bay as I please; it's none of anyone else's business!"

Li Zhaoji never expected He Yaozong to be so disrespectful; in business, he was a man of strong character.

His tone immediately became somewhat displeased: "Mr. He, I suggest you think twice before you act!"
You need to understand that doing business in Hong Kong Island involves many things that you can't handle on your own!
If you insist on filling in Silvermine Bay, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle things like logistics, building materials, labor, and legal intervention!

"President Li, are you threatening me? Do you mean that if I don't agree to your demands, your chamber of commerce will unite to isolate me?"

Li Zhaoji also sat up straight and spoke frankly.

"Mr. He, everyone hopes that you will calm down and think about it."

After all, what you're doing isn't good for anyone; our interests will suffer along with yours!

The conversation finally started. The reason why the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce jointly invited Chairman Li Zhaoji to talk to them was because they were afraid that their own interests would be affected.

These real estate tycoons are different from the British; they are businessmen who don't consider long-term matters beyond their own interests.

Regardless of how much funding Ho Yiu-chung can provide to promote the implementation of the public housing relief scheme throughout Hong Kong.

But one thing they could foresee was that if Ho Yiu-chung continued down this path, he might not even have spent all the money in his own pocket, but he would spoil the appetites of the people of Hong Kong Island!
From frugality to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to frugality is difficult!
Even if Ho Yiu-chung collapses when he can't hold on, these citizens will find it hard to go back to the days when several family members squeezed into pigeon coops.

They might even start protests and riots targeting these real estate developers!
These real estate developers just want to make a fortune quietly; none of them want to put themselves in the spotlight!

Therefore, Li Zhaoji had made up his mind that even if He Yaozong disagreed, the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce would unite to force He Yaozong to agree.

If He Yaozong does not agree to join their camp, then it is no wonder that they are united in their hatred and suppress He Yaozong.

He Yaozong sneered, picked up a cup of hot tea, brought it to his lips, and took a sip.

"President Li, I think you should leave my house as soon as possible before my patience completely runs out."

I have a bad temper. If it weren't for your age, I would have splashed this cup of hot tea in your face!

“You… Mr. He, I’m not here to be your enemy!”
I really don't understand, what good does this stubbornness do you?

"You have ten seconds to get out of my sight!"

Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll lose face when you go back!

Seeing that He Yaozong had given him the order to leave, Li Zhaoji knew that he could not continue the conversation today.

He walked to the entrance of the teahouse, a relatively safe distance from He Yaozong, and finally stopped.

He spoke again, saying, "Mr. He, we are still willing to give you another chance."

If you really can't take it anymore, feel free to come find me anytime. I'll leave you my business card...

"I'm picking at this, and you're really throwing it! Mr. He, you have absolutely no manners!"

Before Li Zhaoji could finish speaking, he saw He Yaozong throw a cup of hot tea at him, drenching Li Zhaoji's face.

As Li Zhaoji fled in a disheveled state, he didn't forget to slip the business card into the crack of the teahouse door.

As he ran quickly downstairs, Li Zhaoji shouted all the while.

"Mr. He, what I just said still stands."

If you can't hold on any longer, call me anytime!

(End of this chapter)