A grand feast for the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 240 confirms it!
Great!
About ten seconds later, Maggie Cheung came over and opened the door. She must have looked through the peephole to see who was outside first. As soon as she opened the door, she had a smile on her face and stepped aside.

Lin Jianlu entered the room.

Zhang Manyu opened the shoe cabinet to find him slippers. After finding the slippers and putting them on the floor, she turned around and saw that Lin Jianlu showed no intention of changing his shoes and was still staring straight at her.

Well, someone said on the phone that she had hesitated for many days and originally did not plan to tell Lin Jianlu. She wanted to hide away and give birth to the child herself. But when she woke up this morning, she didn't know why, but suddenly the thought came to her and she felt that she still wanted to tell Lin Jianlu about it. Hmph, so what? She didn't plan to tell me!
His expression was unfriendly.

She couldn't help but laugh again, reaching out to touch Lin Jianlu's face, "I'm so angry!"

Lin Jianlu sneered, crossed her arms, and leaned against the doorframe. "If you're not going to let me know, where are you planning to hide and give birth?"

She continued to smile, with a hint of embarrassment and guilt. Her gaze darted around, and she finally found a way to avoid the stares and questions. She squatted down and helped Lin Jianlu take off her shoes. Interpersonal relationships are a wonderful thing. It's not just Zhang Manyu. If you were to say that Wang Zuxian, Zhou Huimin, or even Lin Qingxia were inherently humble, that would be impossible. They were all proud people.

As for girls like Xu Qing and Chen Hong who grew up in the mainland, they have a kind of pride and arrogance in their character. This is not only due to the concept of "women holding up half the sky" that they received in their education from childhood, but also because of an extraordinary confidence in their own beauty and future.

Therefore, they are usually indifferent and arrogant towards ordinary men.

But ever since they came to Lin Jianlu's side, and even slept with her, they all became exceptionally good at serving her, and were very willing to elevate Lin Jianlu and take good care of her.

Even Maggie Cheung, without being asked, gradually became accustomed to doing these small services for Lin Jianlu.

Even small things like taking off his shoes or changing his shoes when he comes in—it seems that once a girl has spent a lot of time with him, she will subconsciously think that this is something she should do for him.

Although Maggie Cheung wasn't actually his lover, their relationship was more of a casual fling, a relationship that happened by chance. They would call each other when they had feelings for each other, and if they were both interested, they would just have sex.

She didn't need to do any of these things.

Moreover, these things seemed out of place with her usual style, but she still did them subconsciously.

To be honest, there's only one concubine in mainland China, Gao Yuanyuan, and only one thirteenth concubine, Rosamund Kwan, in Hong Kong. Neither of them has the mentality of serving Lin Jianlu, but they are both extremely good at acting coquettishly.

After changing her shoes and getting up, seeing that Lin Jianlu still had a bad expression, Maggie Cheung smiled again, took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, leaned in and kissed him, saying coquettishly, "I'm sorry! I apologized to you, and I even told you!"

Well, what can we do? In the end, we still have to let it go.

He just kept a sour face the whole way, which could barely be considered a lesson for her.

She quickly received the hospital's test results. Looking at the date, she realized that she had gone for the test at the end of April, a week ago—it was really difficult. It seems that she had thought about it for many days. Just as she said, she had almost finished packing her luggage, but when she woke up this morning, she suddenly decided to tell herself.

Well, running away suddenly is not only disrespectful, but also incredibly selfish.

Even though he's not my lover, the child is mine!
“You have too many girlfriends, and it’s impossible to get married. Besides, I always feel that the foundation of our relationship isn’t that strong. We haven’t lived together much. I’m also worried that you won’t value the child, or even not want him, since you already have several children…”

With a slightly apologetic smile, she spoke calmly about her inner worries.

But as she listened, Lin Jianlu finally understood. She was actually quite terrified and anxious. Based on the dates she mentioned, and counting back from when her period stopped, it was likely that she conceived in Yunnan Province around the time she visited the set. And thinking back carefully, there were indeed a few times when they didn't use condoms, and she tacitly agreed that it was okay at the time. But she probably didn't take any medication afterwards. So, it was easy to conclude that she intentionally got pregnant.

She wanted a child, and she also wanted the child's father, but unfortunately, the child's father could never be hers. However, if she continued to stay in Hong Kong, she would inevitably crave some care and attention. So she was torn between these conflicting feelings, and even made up her mind to leave Hong Kong...

"Oh, Paris! Do you have a house there? Do you have friends?"

"Yes, I used to go there often and I really liked it. Later, in 95, I simply bought a house there and would go there to stay for two months every year. Hong Kong's summers are too hot, Paris is much more comfortable."

“Well, I agree to let you come, as long as I can find you anytime. As for Paris… I don’t think my next movie will have any scenes filmed in Paris, right? I’m not sure. But it only takes three or four months to film, and Sylvia Chang said that film crews in America don’t film or work on Saturdays and Sundays, so how many hours is it from Los Angeles to Paris? Probably ten hours? Twelve hours? It’s okay, I can fly there to see you.”

"Really? You agree to let me live in Paris?"

"What's wrong with that? Like I said, as long as I know it, and I can find you when I want to come see you, that's fine!"

The smile on Maggie Cheung's face gradually brightened.

She wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, but strangely enough, when she smiled, especially with that gentle smile like now, she always seemed a little shy, which instantly made her exceptionally charming.

Moreover, Lin Jianlu really enjoyed being with her. She seemed a bit slow and her reactions were always a beat slower than others. Don't be fooled by her excellent acting skills and ability to explore and portray characters; in reality, she wasn't a particularly clever or quick-witted person.

Or perhaps, she has it in her heart, though slowly, but she doesn't lack it; it just looks rather simple and unsophisticated. And she herself doesn't seem to want to appear particularly clever or frivolous; she's quite content to be this clumsy.

Not to mention compared to Chen Hong and Brigitte Lin, she even lacks the cunning of Rosamund Kwan and Vivian Chow.

But she is very sincere, and always is.

So actually, Lin Jianlu really enjoyed drinking, smoking, and chatting with her.

Of course, she now says she has quit smoking and drinking alcohol.

Then I'll just chat with her.

While chatting, she couldn't help but silently take stock in her mind: although she reported the news late, she was probably pregnant half a month to twenty days earlier than Zhou Haimei, so this was her seventh child.

If you do the math, well, their due dates are both at the beginning of 1999.

In 1997, Chen Shuhua, Su Huilun, and Lin Qingxia gave birth to two sons and a daughter. This year, in 1998, Jia Jingwen gave birth to a son and a daughter, followed by Gong Li. As for the two little ones who will be born next year, they will be the third batch, and it doesn't matter whether they are boys or girls.

That's good, seven in three years.

And so, Chen Shuhua, Su Huilun, and Lin Qingxia have all recently been eager to try having a second child—well, actually I don't really want them to have any more. One child each is enough. Anyway, if I want to have more children, there are plenty of people who can give birth to them. It doesn't have to be them.

Ultimately, in Lin Jianlu's mind, childbirth is indeed a form of torture for women—although they don't seem to think so. They, especially Lin Qingxia, actually think that childbirth helps her rejuvenate. Pshaw! That's clearly the effect of the nutritional injections I give her!

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At 10:10, Cai Zhongxin called to say that external funds had entered the market, and the amount was quite large, and they were rapidly recovering lost ground—he guessed that the funds must have entered the market in the capital in the north.

Okay, after hanging up the phone, I continued chatting with Maggie Cheung about the children, Hong Kong, Paris, and America.

A little after 11 a.m., Ge Fuhong called to say that Lao Duan had flown over from Taiwan and just arrived at the Music Factory. She asked if we had time to sit down and have lunch together.

Hmm, after thinking about it, I agreed.

Old Duan is my former employer, and we're about to end our cooperation. But he flew over personally to have dinner with us, probably because Lin Jianlu is going to acquire Music Factory, which gives both sides the opportunity to continue their cooperation. Even if we only get 10% of the food, it's better than not getting anything at all—we still have to give Old Duan face.

However, Maggie Cheung, who had originally planned to go out to buy groceries and cook the meal herself when she got back, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, even though she still managed a smile and said, "It's okay, your business is more important."

Lin Jianlu couldn't stand this.

So he immediately called back, this time directly to Lao Duan, "Hey, Duan, I'm picking up girls, so I can't have lunch with you guys. I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"

Old Duan laughed as always, his voice simple and honest, "Alright, alright! You go pick up girls first, we'll wait for you tonight!"

After hanging up the phone, he shrugged and said, "Hey, everything's alright now, wanna go grocery shopping together?"

She smiled, a genuinely happy smile, and then perked up, "Come on! I'll take you to my usual farmers' market. The vegetables there are so fresh, and they always give me extra!"

So they went downstairs together, and Lin Jianlu even symbolically pulled Zhang Manyu's sunglasses onto his arm.

As a result, they were recognized just a few steps into the market. Maggie Cheung was very generous and had a big smile on her face. Lin Jianlu started chatting with a group of vegetable vendors in his Cantonese, which was now almost undetectable by his accent. But he quickly realized what "giving more" meant. This was definitely a case of favoritism!

Maggie Cheung claimed to be an expert at steaming crabs, so she selected some. However, when Lin Jianlu picked up the crabs, which weighed 4.2 jin (approximately 2.6 catties), he knew with a slight touch that they were definitely underweight. In the past year, the amount of crabs had been decreasing, and he had more and more people serving him, so he no longer needed to go out to buy groceries himself. But even a year ago, he often went to the market himself, and his sense of weight was very accurate. A difference of two or three liang (approximately 100-150 grams) was understandable, but with his sense of weight, a difference of eight liang (approximately 400 grams) was almost a jin (approximately 500 grams). How could he not be able to tell the difference?

Hey……

Forget it, forget it!
In this life, who hasn't been tricked along the way?

Maggie Cheung only spends a few dollars a year on groceries, so don't worry about it. Just consider it as treating the neighbors to a meal after you become famous.

Even after buying the groceries and collecting dozens of autographed items, Lin Jianlu didn't mention a word of it when she got home—she was happy and thought she was living in an environment of kindness, which was wonderful! Why bother telling her all this messy, human truth? Being naive was just fine!
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After a delicious lunch, I still went to the music factory and met Lao Duan.

But when Lin Jianlu arrived, the conversation had completely shifted away from music.

A group of musicians, singers, and record company owners were actually watching the candlestick charts on the live stream and listening to financial experts give their analysis and interpretations. They were all talking animatedly and debating fiercely.

One person said it was an emergency loan from the British Empire to the Hong Kong government, another said it was likely HSBC that stepped in to bail out the market, but still another said it was probably neither of those. It was more likely that Hong Kong's famous tycoons pooled their money to fight against international financial capital. The battle was fierce in the afternoon, but by 2 p.m., international capital couldn't hold on any longer and left behind a lot of short positions. According to Lin Jianlu, he called Cai Zhongxin while in the car and learned that the losses were quite heavy. In short, by 3 p.m., the battle was basically over.

The Hong Kong dollar's exchange rate was preserved, and as external forces suffered setbacks and began to lose ground, they were overwhelmed by funds from unknown sources. Even the stock market and the Hang Seng Index began to stabilize.

Yes, they considered all the possibilities, but no one thought that it was the North that made the move.

Perhaps because of an prior agreement, in which the North promised to strictly adhere to Hong Kong's local autonomy and pledged not only to refrain from interfering in Hong Kong's government but also its economic governance, almost everyone tacitly agreed that Hong Kong was Hong Kong, and the capital was the capital. No joke; Lin Jianlu had been in Hong Kong for almost two years, and he could clearly sense that the only thing the locals feared about the capital was its military. Apart from that, in politics, economics, finance, industry, and even culture, Hong Kong people completely looked down on the capital.

It doesn't matter anymore, let them continue to look down on us.

There will be a day when its name is officially recognized!

Sit down and chat.

Ge Fuhong was very proactive in her efforts, and the deal had already been basically finalized. Music Factory was valued at HK$1000 million, Millennium Generation at HK$500 million, and Lin Jianlu would contribute his singer contract as equity, valued at HK$3500 million—no one argued or haggled, there was no bargaining, just the general idea was fine, and everyone easily reached an agreement, completely following Lin Jianlu's wishes. In reality, how could Music Factory possibly be worth only HK$1000 million?
Even if the scale of the millennium was limited and the copyright accumulation was not much, it was not something that could be bought for 500 million. Try talking to Ge Fuhong about acquisition with another record company!
However, on the other hand, what is the actual value of Lin Jianlu's next singing contract?
If an album sells over 10 million copies, that's roughly 800 million to 1 billion Hong Kong dollars, or over 100 million US dollars in revenue. Once his artist contract is signed, even if he doesn't release too many albums in the future, just three to five albums would be enough to generate a lot of revenue. Even if you're in the business and only own 10% of the shares, how much profit would you make?
Not to mention, Vivian Chow hasn't signed with a company yet. Where do you think she'll sign with next?

Leung Wing-ki's contract with Millennium is about to expire. Who will she sign with next?

These two were superstars in the Chinese music scene over the past year!

So just make up a price, nobody should take it seriously or do the math. Lin Jianlu said he wants 70%, so let's split the rest—whether we split it big or small, it's all free money!

Ah Lu has a very successful business now, and he doesn't care about sharing this small amount of profits. He's just doing this to give face to his old friend! If you keep haggling over every penny, then you're being really ungrateful!
Their contract has expired, they don't care about you at all, why don't they start their own record company?

What can you do to him?

Of course, after we sat down and chatted for a bit, Lao Duan made a new, small "request"—please record two more new songs for me, even just two. Any songs you feel aren't satisfactory are fine. I haven't released the promised "Nocturne Million Celebration Edition" yet. I'm saving your Cantonese song "Under Mount Fuji." Also, you could record your own version of "The Soju Song," which you rewrote the lyrics for "Queen's Road East," from the album "I Sing Luo Dayou" that you recorded for Music Factory. Include those duets that were previously only included in other people's albums, like "Happy Breakup," which you sang with Zheng Xiuwen. And then record one or two more new songs for me so I can put together a "New Songs Plus Greatest Hits" album. It would also be a way of saying goodbye to your three years with Rock Records.

Lin Jianlu laughed heartily upon hearing this.

Good heavens, this guy's got some serious abacus-like skills; they're practically sticking out of his face!

However, upon further reflection, it didn't matter. Unlike others who, once they become famous, immediately turn around and complain about how harsh their bosses are on them, Lin Jianlu, no matter how famous he became, never intended to break his contract or renegotiate it. He absolutely acknowledged the words he had signed back then and diligently fulfilled his contractual obligations.

Although he is fully entitled to compete, and doing so would indeed allow him to earn significantly more—but why bother? A person shouldn't only focus on immediate, small gains! A person is defined by their character and actions!

Not to mention Lao Duan, he can actually be considered a benefactor in his life. Without the opportunity to release an album and help him take the first step, where would he be today?
In fact, back in New York, when Sylvia Chang pounced on him in the middle of the night, directly violating Lin Jianlu's biggest taboo, he was quite angry inside. He had already planned how to quietly kick Sylvia Chang out of his team and leave her with no way to complain. But in the end, considering that she had been of great help to him as his agent in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and later in America, he finally gave up. He simply removed her from her agent status but still allowed her to stay by his side as an assistant.

In order to remove Ge Fuhong's right to share her income from Europe and America, and even reduce her commission rate, Lin Jianlu's approach was to directly sign a new five-year contract with her as compensation—mainly because she really couldn't get involved in the European and American business, and it wouldn't be good to let her just get money for nothing.

Therefore, as long as it's not a true betrayal or a life-or-death conflict of interests, Lin Jianlu is always willing to be kind to others, even preferring to spend some of his own money rather than ruin a friendship over a trivial matter.

As the saying goes, some friendships, once broken, are gone forever.

There's no turning back.

He came from poverty, was poor in his past life, and started this life poor enough. What he is most proud of today is not how famous he is, how much money he has made, how large a business empire he has built, or what kind of super tycoon he will become in the future. It is not even how many women he has dated, how many goddesses he has slept with in his past life, how many new flavors he has tasted, how many positions and sex scenes he has tried that he had only seen in movies in his past life, or how many children he has had. None of these are it.

On the contrary, he has always maintained the idea of ​​"being kind to others" and has always put it into practice, willing to suffer small losses. Once, his concubine asked for money in a coquettish manner. After getting the money, she suddenly said, "Actually, husband, you look so imposing, but you have a very soft heart!"
Yes, Chen Shuhua has said something similar.

She said: I don't know why, but I can just feel that although you are very fickle and like to chase after girls, you can never be ruthless towards women. Your heart is actually incredibly soft!
Well, as long as he doesn't betray himself or cuckold himself, Lin Jianlu treats his women with the same passion and sincerity as the old philanderers of the previous generation—I love you, I want to sleep with you, but I don't simply like your good looks, like picking a flower in full bloom in a garden to admire and then throwing it away when I don't like it anymore. I love you, so I'm willing to move you entirely into my own little garden and take care of you for the rest of my life.

Don't talk about how in twenty or thirty years, there will be scumbags and scumbags everywhere, and people will generally follow the philosophy of "I only have sex and I'm not responsible for your life," and the mindset of "I'll take advantage and run, and no one can take advantage of me." Even now, in Hong Kong, in Hong Kong's glamorous entertainment industry, Lin Jianlu's philandering is hardly criticized by those who are not his women—he's handsome, famous, talented, rich, and willing to support you. What more could you want?

There are plenty of girls who are eager to be slept with by him and actively come to him wanting to be slept with!
These lovers are actually the result of Lin Jianlu's restraint and self-control—her women are all well aware of this, which is why almost no one complains!
However, a person with a soft heart will not only be soft-hearted when dealing with his own woman.

The same applies to old friends.

To others, Jiang Wen and Wang Jing are both great directors and prominent figures in the Chinese film industry. But to be honest, in terms of influence, wealth, and power, Jiang Wen and Wang Jing are already many levels below Lin Jianlu.

But Lin Jianlu never put on airs with them. In fact, he was particularly respectful of the sensitive self-esteem of old literary youths like Jiang Wen. He would often take the initiative to ask Jiang Wen for help, and after helping him, he would patiently tell him, "This is not my own money. You're free to take it." After "The Myth" came to help for several months, Lin Jianlu directly gave Jiang Wen the title of assistant producer, but paid him a salary of 120 million!

When he goes out to act in a movie, his salary is capped at 500,000 to 600,000 yuan. He spent several years working on "In the Heat of the Sun". After it was released, it won many awards. Including the rewards from the higher authorities, he, as the director, only earned a total of about one million yuan!
Luo Dayou is the same.

This relationship is pretty good too!

So Lin Jianlu had previously taken the initiative to recruit people to help Luo Dayou's music factory record an album called "I Sing Luo Dayou," which reportedly sold over a million copies, making Luo Dayou a fortune. But in reality, he only symbolically received 1% of the royalties for writing the lyrics himself and singing "Baijiu Song" with Luo Dayou and Li Zongsheng. Moreover, Luo Dayou called twice to urge him to settle the royalties of over a million, but he never came to settle the accounts. He simply told Luo Dayou to save it for when he came over and they went drinking together.

Now, he could easily start his own business. He has plenty of money, reputation, and works, and of course, he has plenty of distribution channels. But he still chose to take over Music Factory and leave Luo Yonghao with 10% of the shares. Although it is destined to be the end of the record industry, even if Lin Jianlu works hard for a few more years, this 10% equity is enough for Luo Yonghao to live comfortably in his retirement!

So, that's just how Lin Jianlu is. Besides, recording a few more songs for Rock Records isn't a freebie, and the "New Songs Plus Greatest Hits" album won't sell too badly. So, he'll just record a few simple songs for him, and everyone can happily reap the rewards from fans. "Alright! Thank you, Brother Duan, for supporting me so much back then and making me so famous!"

Hmm, it means you've used up all the favors you've done.

Old Duan didn't seem to understand Lin Jianlu's meaning, but he just laughed and quickly thanked her, seemingly quite satisfied. It would be good if there were three or four new songs in total. With "New Songs Plus Greatest Hits," the sales would be at least four or five million copies, which would be at least four or five hundred million Hong Kong dollars in revenue. For Rock Records, it was a small investment with a big return, equivalent to the money earned by a top-tier singer who had worked hard to make four or five albums.

While they were chatting and laughing, talking about going downstairs for dinner and drinks, Luo Dayou pulled Ge Fuhong aside again and asked her to call the accountant to check the accounts. Before they started drinking, he asked Lin Jianlu to sign the papers so that he could settle the royalties for "I Sing Luo Dayou" and make it easier for everyone to rebuild the music factory.

Just then, around 5 PM, the TVB news, which had been on all along, suddenly started broadcasting a new story—Hang Seng Bank, a well-known local bank in Hong Kong, officially announced a change of ownership! It is understood that the Hang Seng Bank board of directors issued an announcement stating that Lung Wah Investment Limited, based in Hong Kong, had officially reached an equity transaction with the original shareholder, HSBC, involving 56.4% of Hang Seng Bank's shares. The amount of money involved was not mentioned. Now, Lung Wah Investment Limited has replaced HSBC as the largest shareholder of Hang Seng Bank, holding 56.4% of its shares. The announcement did not mention any internal personnel changes within the company.

Hang Seng Bank is undoubtedly the largest bank in the city. Even in terms of business scale and asset size, it is only inferior to the two British banks, HSBC and Standard Chartered Bank, ranking third in Hong Kong's banking industry. As for Bank of China, although it is a note-issuing bank and a settlement bank, it has not had many branches in Hong Kong so far, and its involvement in local banking business is also relatively small. Moreover, in the minds of Hong Kong people, Bank of China is also a foreign bank.

For a moment, even the lively conference room at the music factory fell silent for more than a minute—everyone listened to the news broadcast on the television without saying a word, and only became lively again after the broadcast ended.

"Who is Longhua Investment? The name doesn't sound like a foreign company."

"Who knows? Foreigners actually love giving their kids very Chinese names, like 'a monkey wearing a crown,' don't you know that? Although the Hong Kong government won the battle to defend the Hong Kong dollar this time, they might have borrowed the money from somewhere. And when you borrow money, you have to pay a price! Look, maybe Hang Seng Bank is that price!"

"That makes sense! But now it's clear that HSBC didn't pay this money! Otherwise, why would they take a loss? It's Hang Seng Bank, after all!"

"Yes, I think maybe today is just a show. The Hong Kong government has just returned to China, so it still needs to save face. So it has to put on a symbolic show to show that the Hong Kong government has won. But in reality, it was already agreed that Hang Seng Bank would be ceded in exchange for the Hong Kong dollar being safe!"

"Wow, that's a fresh and interesting way to put it!"

“When Ah Cheng mentioned the cost, it seemed more real to me. I suspect it's likely money borrowed from America. The British won't help us. Come on, didn't you understand what they did before they left? Britain would rather Hong Kong collapse completely and leave the capital in a mess. Why would they come out to help at this time? Only America has the power to do that. So, I guess this company that's stepping forward to collect interest, some kind of Longhua Investment… what the hell, is probably an American company!”

"..."

At that time, Guo Fucheng and Luo Dayou were no longer superstars or singers. Well, the Chinese people's love for political commentary has a long history.

Lin Jianlu remained silent and uninvolved from beginning to end.

But Ge Fuhong went from being shocked when she first heard the broadcast to gradually calming down, but she would subconsciously glance at Lin Jianlu every now and then—she looked like she had a fishbone stuck in her throat and a thorn in her back!

Well, she didn't know about Lin Jianlu's Longhua Investment and Donghua Real Estate ventures at first. Lin Xilei had been keeping it from her by accompanying Lin Jianlu. But later, because she had many collaborations with the Taiwanese bigwig Qiu, including jointly acquiring shares of Hong Kong City Telecom in the stock market, she gradually learned that the stock trading company Lin Jianlu ran was called Longhua Investment. Of course, she had never verified it in person because the two of them had no dealings in this area. So, when she heard that Longhua Investment had acquired the largest local bank, Hang Seng Bank, from HSBC, she was initially shocked, and then somewhat skeptical.

But no matter how curious she was, it was definitely inappropriate to ask in this situation.

Everyone got up in a flurry and decided to go downstairs for drinks. The letter of intent for the new company hadn't been signed yet, but the deal had been struck. Although it involved monetary transactions like investment and acquisitions, it was rare that everyone felt no reservations, so it was certainly worth having a good drink to celebrate. The meeting room door had already been opened by Ge Fuhong, but everyone was still there. The television was about to be turned off when a speech by the Hong Kong Chief Executive suddenly appeared on the screen.

Upon hearing that it was Hong Kong's first speaker, the crowd that was about to leave stopped and turned to look at the television.

Yes, the Hong Kong Chief Executive said that we won the battle and thanked the motherland for its support of Hong Kong. This time, we invited the capital to help us. We not only won, but also made a number of external hedge funds pay a heavy price!
In short, we thank our motherland and the people of Hong Kong for their united efforts. We are not afraid of any financial attacks. If they dare to come again, we will fight them again and make them pay an even heavier price!

The speech lasted less than ten minutes before it ended.

The group of people stood there dumbfounded for a long time before they started muttering to themselves.

"The money was borrowed from the capital? Wow, does the capital have that much US dollars?"

"Although the mainland is poor, the mainland government is still wealthy. They make a lot of money doing foreign trade and have a lot of foreign exchange reserves! Lending to Hong Kong at this time is not unreasonable! After all, they are family!"

“Hey, that’s not right! Didn’t Ah Cheng just say that Hang Seng Bank was the price to pay? Then wouldn’t that mean…”

At this point, everyone suddenly stopped talking.

For a good two or three seconds, Guo Fucheng was the first to turn around, followed by Luo Dayou and the others.

All eyes turned to Lin Jianlu.

Lin Jianlu shrugged. "Why are you looking at me?"

Luo Da tentatively asked, "Hey, Lu, everyone says you're the Governor of Hong Kong, so this Longhua Investment... isn't your company, is it?"

Lin Jianlu opened his mouth, then opened it again...

To be honest, Lin Jianlu has always been very low-key but hardworking when it comes to accumulating wealth, and once he has done it, he is not very willing to flaunt it.

He has always held this belief, which he formed in his previous life, that one should not flaunt one's wealth!
Besides, you're a singer who relies on album sales to make money. Why are you constantly showing off how much money you make? Even though everyone knows you're so famous and rich, if you were more low-key, when people buy your album, they'd subconsciously think, "Hey, this is Lu Han's album. I'm buying one for HK$98, it's not a waste. He makes a few dollars off, I'm supporting him." But one day, people find out you're actually a billionaire. When they pick up that CD, won't they think, "Wow, you're so rich, yet you sell me albums for so much! That's outrageous! Being talented is nothing special! Making money through dishonest means!"
So, whether it's buying Yahoo in America, buying buildings and land in Hong Kong, or establishing Longhua Investment and Tung Wah Properties, and even recently acquiring as many as three local banks, he has always remained behind the scenes and has been deliberately suppressing excessive media coverage and analysis!
I just don't want to expose myself too early!

But at this point, it seems impossible to hide it anymore. They are all friends. If they don't know, you can still cover it up by not bringing it up yourself. But since they have already asked, denying it would be lying!
But...how strange!

How come my purchase of Hang Seng Bank is inexplicably linked to the mainland helping Hong Kong win this financial battle, and to the so-called legend of the Governor of Hong Kong?

It seems like... something was suddenly confirmed?
"Uh, how should I put it... okay... Longhua Investment is indeed my company, and Hang Seng Bank... I did buy it!"

The small meeting room was silent for several seconds.

Then--

"Wow!"

Yes, those were faces filled with utter shock!

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