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Chapter 92 Guo Yingnan ≈ Mr. Huo?

But thinking about it again, the script that this "Mr. Qiu" received seems to be somewhat similar to the "Mr. Qiu" in the real world.

The robbers in the previous robbery only actually stole $400 million in cash, but E.Sun Bank issued a statement saying that $1800 million was stolen.

The fact that they dared to take such a risk and overreport such a large amount of losses suggests that "E.S. Bank" has quite a hole in it. I just don't know if they can find out the loopholes in E.S. Bank and then make a deal with this Mr. Chiu to get "Asia Television".

After all, Ms. Lok Wai-ching's family is also a minor shareholder in the TV station. If they can acquire her, having someone familiar with the TV station will make it much easier to control it.

We can't think about this anymore; it needs to be considered a long-term plan.

After chatting idly with Xiao Weng for a few minutes, Cao Tai hung up the phone and pondered what Factory Director Wu wanted to talk to him about.

The supply of waste paper is stable now, and the payment terms have been agreed upon. If the paper mill is really short of funds, it is fine to postpone payment for two or three periods.

After seeing Cao Tai finish his phone call, Ms. Liang went silent and grabbed one of his hands.

Looking up at the woman's slightly worried eyes, Cao Tai smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a business matter. We'll deal with it after we finish eating."

After the meal, Cao Tai took Liang Ziwei home and then ran back to the newspaper office to call Director Wu back, since he didn't know if it was convenient to say certain things while they were out.

Besides, most public phone booths don't offer international long-distance calling, so it's safer to call from your own company.

The call to the director's office at the Guangdong East Paper Mill was answered quickly.

"Director Wu, Cao Tai! What can I do for you?" Cao Tai could still recognize Director Wu's voice from the other end, even though the voice was a bit distorted and there was some static.

"Mr. Cao, you finally called back! I do have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

"It's no trouble at all. I'll do my best if I can handle it!" Although he had some doubts in his heart, Cao Tai still agreed verbally.

"Guo Yingnan, do you know Mr. Guo?"

"I've heard of this famous tycoon from Hong Kong Island, but I've never met him." Cao Tai recalled Mr. Guo after a moment's thought.

However, because he had not previously researched the tycoons of Hong Kong Island, he had only heard of Cao Tai, who was rumored to be second only to the top ten richest people in Hong Kong Island, but had never met him.

"Let me explain it to you briefly first..."

"9

As Director Wu recounted the story, Guo Yingnan's image surprisingly overlapped with that of Mr. Huo from his previous life.

"I wonder what brings Mr. Guo here?" After Director Wu gave a long introduction, Cao Tai asked with some confusion as he listened to the sound of someone drinking water across from him.

"Mr. Guo didn't say the specifics, but what I mean is that if he wants you to do something for him, and it doesn't harm your personal interests, I would like to ask you to help him as much as possible."

"no problem..."

Finally, Cao Tai looked at the phone number written on the slip of paper in front of him and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"What's wrong? Don't know how to deal with tycoons? Are you nervous?" Liang Shi, who was sitting next to him, joked.

"I'm not nervous, but it's certainly suspicious that one of Hong Kong's top tycoons would ask me for help!"

There was no point in thinking about it further, so Cao Tai quickly dialed the number on the note.

After a brief static, a gentle voice came from the other end: "Hello, this is the Guo residence."

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Guo Yingnan. My name is Cao Tai."

"Please wait a moment, the master is taking a nap. I'll go and call him now."

"OK!"

About two minutes later, the microphone was picked up, and a deep, mellow voice came through: "Hello, Mr. Cao, I am Guo Yingnan."

"Hello Mr. Guo, I'm so sorry to disturb your lunch break. I just spoke with Factory Manager Wu on the phone and couldn't wait to contact you."

"I apologize for my presumption, but I have a favor to ask, so I can only ask some old friends to help me contact Mr. Cao."

"May I ask who Mr. Guo is looking for...?"

"Liu Guangrong is the nephew of one of my old friends. Now my old friend has come to me for help. I have no choice but to invite Mr. Cao to dinner so I can have a talk with my old friend's nephew."

"I understand. Mr. Guo, please set a time."

"Tonight at 8 pm, Lan Fong Yuen in Tsim Sha Tsui, a light meal awaits you!

"Okay, see you tonight."

"Thank you, goodbye!"

After putting down the microphone, Cao Taicai chuckled to himself.

"What's wrong? The tycoon has asked you for a favor? I didn't expect you to be doing so well now," Liang Shi said with a smile.

"I had some disputes with someone before, and Mr. Guo acted as the mediator to resolve them. I still need to meet with him." Cao Tai shook his head.

"Indeed, among Hong Kong's tycoons, Guo Yingnan is one of the few admirable individuals. He is reasonable, generous, and magnanimous. The fact that he asked for a favor shows that we should give him some face," Liang Shizheng said, straightening his expression.

"I won't bother you any longer, Xiaoweng. I'll go and get ready." With that, she got up and was about to leave.

"Don't you want to know about the recent situation at the newspaper?" Liang Shi asked hastily when he saw that he was really about to leave.

"No need, I trust you can handle it. I'll come find you for tea when I have time." After saying that, he really turned around and left.

"You don't come for ten days or half a month at a time. We'll be waiting for your tea for ages." Liang Shi's laughing and cursing voice came from behind.

Lan Fong Yuen is a top-tier Cantonese restaurant on Hong Kong Island.

Cao Tai arrived at the restaurant at 7:50 p.m.

"Hello sir, how many are in your party?" A waiter approached as soon as I entered.

"Mr. Guo has made an appointment and reserved a table."

"Hello, Mr. Cao, Mr. Guo and his companion have arrived. Please follow me!" The waiter must have been instructed beforehand.

"Mr. Guo, the guest has arrived." After knocking and hearing a reply from inside, the waiter opened the door and spoke somewhat reservedly.

Cao Tai bypassed the waiter and entered the private room. At this moment, the two people sitting at the round table had already stood up. One was of medium height, and the other was tall and strong.

Both men were slightly overweight. The taller one was about thirty years old, with a handsome face, but his tightly furrowed brows and eyes gave him a slightly sinister look, making his otherwise heroic and dignified appearance appear more like that of a deep-seated scheming man.

The man, of medium build, was about fifty or sixty years old. He had a square face, a sturdy build, elephant-like eyes, thick eyebrows, and a pair of charming dimples on his smiling face, which seemed to convey multiple meanings such as gentleness, kindness, depth, and wisdom.

"Hello Mr. Guo, thank you for waiting!" Cao Tai stepped forward with a smile and extended his hands to Guo Yingnan, who was of medium build.

"Haha, Mr. Cao, hello! We're early." Guo Yingnan laughed heartily and shook hands firmly with Cao Tai.

"This is Liu Guangrong, a younger relative of an old friend of mine. You are about the same age, so you can chat more." Guo Yingnan then introduced the tall Liu Guangrong next to him.

"Hello, Mr. Cao!" Liu Guangrong greeted him with a warm smile.

"Hello, Mr. Liu." Cao Tai's attitude was somewhat perfunctory, causing Liu Guangrong's smile to falter.

Guo Yingnan smiled and said, "Please sit down, both of you. Let's talk more after we sit down."

As a middleman invited by his friend, Guo Yingnan only needed to arrange the meeting and invite both parties involved for a while to fulfill his friend's request.

As for how the two parties negotiated and what the final outcome was, he wouldn't really care too much given his status.