Rebirth in Hong Kong: From Dessert Shop to Industrial Empire

Chapter 221 Heart Knot (Seeking monthly tickets, recommendations, and subscriptions!)
Wang Qiaozhen quickly waved her hand: "We're not used to living in such a big house, it's too empty and lifeless. We're more used to living in Jindu Garden, where we know all the neighbors."

She was mainly afraid of causing trouble for her son, and also afraid that she wouldn't be able to adapt to this kind of wealthy life.

Those who can live on Deep Water Bay Road are either rich or powerful. For people like Wang Qiaozhen from the lower class, there is not even anyone around to talk to.

Chen Guofu nodded in agreement, saying, "Your mother is right. We can stay for a couple of days occasionally, but there's no need for long-term stays."

"Your mother and I are content with your kind intentions."

Chen Bingwen understood his parents' concerns, but they were completely unaware of the potential risks.

He had to make his point clear. "Dad, Mom, the primary reason for asking you to move here is for your safety."

Chen Bingwen said very seriously, "There are all sorts of people in Jindu Garden."

Now that I'm so popular, it's inevitable that some people will have ulterior motives.

I'm worried about you all staying there.

He paused, then decided to be more direct: "As you've all seen, the number of Vietnamese refugees has been increasing in the past year, and the market is becoming more and more chaotic."

The security situation on Hong Kong Island is unlikely to be peaceful in the next few years.

Kidnapping and extortion cases will only increase, not decrease.

Some desperate criminals specifically target the families of wealthy people.

"If something really goes wrong, it'll be too late to regret it."

In my past life, some of the most sensational robberies involved wealthy people who had to pay huge ransoms and swallow their anger because their families were being targeted.

He absolutely cannot let his parents take this risk.

Wang Qiaozhen's expression changed.

Chen Guofu also frowned.

They knew their son wasn't exaggerating; kidnapping and extortion of the wealthy has existed since ancient times.

Seeing that his parents were silent, Chen Bingwen continued to persuade them, "The security here is tight, and unauthorized people can't get in at all."

The residents of Deep Water Bay are all top figures, and the security level here is the highest on the entire Hong Kong Island.

"I can only work with peace of mind when you're living here."

As he spoke, Chen Bingwen softened his tone: "Besides, the environment here is good, which is also good for your health."

"In a year or two, when the policies are more relaxed, I'll try to bring my grandparents to live with us for a while. It would be so nice to have the whole family together."

Chen Guofu and Wang Qiaozhen exchanged a glance, both seeing worry and compromise in each other's eyes.

Their son had put it so bluntly, especially the word "safety," which touched their most vulnerable spot.

They may not be afraid of not adapting themselves, but they cannot ignore their son's worries and situation.

If something were to happen to them because they insisted on living in Jindu Garden, that would truly be a burden on their son.

Wang Qiaozhen sighed, "Oh, you're making it sound so scary, child. Well, let's stay here for now. But we need to keep the house in Jindu Garden; we'll have to go back and check on it occasionally."

Seeing that his parents had agreed, Chen Bingwen felt relieved and quickly agreed, "Okay, no problem. The house over there will be kept, and you can go back and stay for a few days anytime."

And so, Chen Guofu and Wang Qiaozhen agreed to stay at Villa No. 75 Deep Water Bay for an extended period.

With Chen Bingwen's family deciding to officially move in, the villa's security team, butler, and the originally assigned servants were all in place.

The entire villa's operational system was quickly perfected.

After choosing a date, Chen Bingwen and his parents officially moved from Golden Garden to No. 75 Deep Water Bay.

Since they were going to be staying there for an extended period, and considering that his parents would often need to visit friends or simply go out for a stroll, Chen Bingwen specially provided them with a relatively understated but safe sedan. He also assigned them a full-time driver and a security guard to ensure their safety and transportation.

This ensures safety while allowing parents freedom of movement, preventing them from feeling isolated due to living in Deep Water Bay.

The news that Chen Bingwen's family moved into Villa No. 75 Deep Water Bay was not deliberately publicized, but it was no secret to the few neighbors they had.

Li Jiacheng and Bao Yugang, who lived not far away, soon noticed that Villa No. 75 had a new owner, and the number of vehicles and people coming and going at the gate had increased significantly.

Those who can afford to buy property in this area are naturally among Hong Kong Island's top wealthy class.

Li Jiacheng didn't pay much attention at first, just thinking that he had another neighbor.

The Hong Kong Island real estate market is volatile, and it's common for luxury homes to change hands.

That afternoon, Chen Bingwen returned home from the Wai Yip Building, his black Mercedes-Benz driving smoothly along Deep Water Bay Road.

As we approached number 75, a familiar Rolls-Royce drove up from the opposite direction.

As the two cars passed each other, Li Jiacheng, sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, glanced at the opposite car window and caught a glimpse of Chen Bingwen's calm profile.

As the Mercedes-Benz turned into the gate of villa number 75, Li Jiacheng realized that the new neighbor who had recently moved into number 75 was actually Chen Bingwen!

Back home, Li Jiacheng took off his suit jacket and handed it to the maid, his expression not very pleasant.

He didn't feel anything special when No. 75 was empty or occupied by others.

But now, it's Chen Bingwen who's moved in!

He walked to the study window, his gaze involuntarily drifting upwards. Villa No. 75 was situated on slightly higher ground than No. 79, and coupled with the grandeur of the building itself, from the Li family's vantage point, the mansion did indeed exude a subtle sense of oppression.

I didn't realize it when it was empty, but now that I know Chen Bingwen lives there, the feeling of looking at that house is completely different.

Li Jiacheng felt inexplicably irritated.

In business, Chen Bingwen has repeatedly beaten him to the punch. He suffered a hidden loss in the battle of Yingni in Qingzhou, and now he even surpasses him in terms of housing.
This feeling of being constantly pressured made him very uncomfortable.

Just then, Zhuang Yueming brought in tea and saw him standing by the window, his expression not as peaceful as usual. She asked with concern, "Brother Cheng, what's wrong? You seem to have something on your mind. Is something wrong at the company?"

Li Jiacheng turned around, sighed, and pointed out the window towards villa number 75: "Yueming, guess who the new neighbor at number 75 is?"

"Who?" Zhuang Yueming walked to the window and looked out. "I've noticed that the area has become much more popular these past few days, but I haven't paid much attention."

“It’s Chen Bingwen from Sugar Heart Capital.” Li Jiacheng’s voice was somewhat low. “He’s everywhere.”

"It's one thing to bump into each other in business, but now that we're neighbors, his house is even taller than ours."

Zhuang Yueming was taken aback for a moment, then she understood the crux of her husband's problem.

She knew Li Jiacheng well; he always valued feng shui and fortune, and this feeling of being "outdone" would indeed make him uncomfortable.

She thought for a moment and then advised, "Brother Cheng, the land at No. 75 is basically a bit higher than ours, that's an objective fact."

People buy houses and pay for them to move in; we can't expect them to tear down a floor of the house, can we?

Try to think positively; it might just be a coincidence.

"A coincidence?" Li Jiacheng shook his head. "Some things are better believed than not."

Fortune is a mysterious thing.

Sometimes, even a slight advantage in location can influence the overall situation.

He wondered to himself, Chen Bingwen was riding high, and now that he was living in such a house, would it further boost his luck and put more pressure on him in future competition?

Seeing how concerned Li Jiacheng was, Zhuang Yueming knew that simple words of comfort would not be very effective.

She pondered for a moment and suggested, "Since you're not at ease, why don't you ask a master to take a look?"
"Maybe adjusting the layout of our own home will solve the problem?"

Li Jiacheng has always trusted Feng Shui master Chen Bo, and often consults him when faced with important decisions or when he feels uneasy.

This Mr. Chen is said to be a descendant of the Taoist lineage of Qingcheng Mountain. In 1956, Mr. Chen met Li Jiacheng for the first time at a dinner hosted by Zhuang Shiping, the president of the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce.

At that moment, Chen Bo stared at Li Jiacheng's forehead for a moment, then suddenly said to Zhuang Shiping, "This boy has a full forehead like an overturned liver and a square jaw like a hanging gall. Although his eyebrows are currently showing signs of trouble (referring to the plastics factory crisis), he will surely take control of the Sanjiang financial network in three years."

These words shocked everyone present, and Li Jiacheng immediately treated him with the respect due to a teacher and friend.

Li Jiacheng's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing his wife's words.

Oh right, how could I forget Uncle Chen?

Professional matters should be left to professionals.

Instead of letting my imagination run wild here, I should ask Uncle Chen to investigate and see if there is a solution.

Whether it's enhancing one's own aura or resolving potential negative influences, it's better than passively feeling suppressed like this.

“Alright, then I’ll ask Uncle Chen to come and take a look.” Li Jiacheng made the decision and was in a slightly better mood. “Could you help me contact him and see when it would be convenient for Uncle Chen?”

A few days later, a sprightly old man dressed in a traditional Chinese long gown arrived at 79 Deep Water Bay Road. He was none other than Uncle Chan, the feng shui master whom Li Ka-shing relied on.

Li Jiacheng personally greeted them at the door with a respectful attitude.

Without much small talk, Uncle Chen, accompanied by Li Jiacheng and Zhuang Yueming, first carefully surveyed the inside and outside of the villa.

He used his fingers to calculate, occasionally taking out a compass to measure directions, while muttering some difficult technical terms.

Finally, he stood by the study window, gazing for a long time at Villa No. 75 diagonally above, his brows furrowed and his expression grave.

"Uncle Chen, how is it?" Li Jiacheng asked nervously.

Uncle Chen slowly turned around, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Li, please forgive my bluntness."

The location at No. 75 is already elevated, and the orientation of the residence has been guided by a master, thus creating an auspicious environment for gathering wealth and prosperity.

Now a new master has moved in, this master…

He paused for a moment, then said, "The strength of his aura and the prosperity of his fortune are truly rare in my life."

Its momentum was like the rising sun, its brilliance dazzling, soaring straight into the sky.

He pointed out the window: "Two houses facing each other, one high and one low, one prosperous and one stable."

The other party is currently in a strong position, and if we allow their momentum to be suppressed, it will indeed hinder the fortune of our household.

This could potentially add obstacles to one's career prospects and competitive endeavors.

Uncle Chen's words made Li Jiacheng's heart sink.

Sure enough!

(End of this chapter)