Rebirth of the Hong Kong Millennium Conglomerate

The sea breeze in Hong Kong always carries a long, gentle warmth, blowing through the greenery of the villas on the hillside and gently swaying the window curtains. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zeyang has been staying in Hong Kong for over a month.

During this month, the hustle and bustle of the world seemed to be isolated from him. Zhang Zeyang lived a regular and fulfilling life. In the huge villa on the hillside, there was a peaceful atmosphere every day. He only focused on three things: spending time with his sister Zhang Lingyun, writing novels at his desk, and calmly thinking about future business plans.

Zhang Lingyun is at a lively and carefree age. Since moving into the villa on the hillside and having a stable place to live, the timidity in her eyes has long since disappeared.

Occasionally, Zhang Zeyang would hold her little hand and stroll in the courtyard, watching the camellias bloom and listening to the birds chirping.

During the day, Zhang Lingyun would sit in the living room reading comic books while holding her doll, while Zhang Zeyang would go straight to the study on the second floor.

The core of Zhang Zeyang's daily work at his desk in the study was to adapt the anime "Bad Guys" from his past life into a novel.

He knew perfectly well that to have a voice in Hong Kong, the media industry was a must-win battleground, and acquiring a newspaper was the most direct shortcut.

However, there are countless newspapers in Hong Kong. To stand out from the crowd, one must have a unique and eye-catching weapon. After much thought, the once-popular "Bad Guys" was the best choice.

The carefree joys and sorrows of those who live the martial world, the undercurrents between the imperial court and the martial world, and the power struggles between the Bad Guys, the Xuanming Sect, the Tongwen Hall, and the Huanyin Pavilion—all these are absolutely unprecedented and fresh themes in this era.

Zhang Zeyang was certain that such a dramatic and suspenseful plot would surely capture the hearts of readers, and as long as the novel was serialized, the newspaper's sales would definitely soar.

The pen tip scratched across the manuscript paper, and Zhang Zeyang's thoughts drifted back to his past life, where vivid characters and exciting scenes appeared clearly in his mind.

He abandoned the overly whimsical plots found in anime, instead emphasizing the weight and intrigue of the martial arts world.

He was so engrossed in writing that he completely forgot himself. The sun rose and set outside the window, and the sea breeze blew through the window, causing the manuscript to turn slightly, but he didn't even notice.

Occasionally, Zhang Lingyun would run in, and Zhang Zeyang would put down his pen and rub her hair.

After completing each volume, Zhang Zeyang would carefully revise and polish it to ensure that the text was easy to understand yet retained the charm of the martial arts world, catering to the reading habits of readers in this era while preserving the core appeal of "The Bad Guys".

This is not just a novel; it is his stepping stone into the media industry and the first seed in his future business empire for the media sector.

Aside from spending time with his sister and writing novels, Zhang Zeyang spends the rest of his time sitting in his study, gazing at the shimmering Victoria Harbour outside the window, calmly planning his future entrepreneurial blueprint.

His vision extended beyond a single newspaper; it encompassed the ever-changing financial market of Hong Kong and the broader world of commerce.

In his plan, media was just the first step; the real foundation lay in finance.

He already had a clear plan in mind: the first step was to acquire a securities company.

As Asia's financial center, Hong Kong's stock market holds endless wealth. With a securities company, he can quickly accumulate capital in the financial market by relying on the accurate stock market information from his previous life.

More importantly, after the acquisition, the shares of the securities company must be disposed of offshore. In this way, one can hide one's true identity and make arrangements and hold shares in the stock market in the future without making a sound and avoiding unnecessary trouble.

The second step was to acquire a small bank. The securities firm was responsible for making money and making strategic moves in the financial market, while the bank was its most crucial source of funding.

Having your own bank means you won't be dependent on others for cash flow. Whether it's the return of profits from a securities company or the allocation of funds for future acquisitions of other companies, everything will be convenient and efficient. Furthermore, you can use the bank's channels to quietly conduct capital operations and firmly keep your wealth in your own hands.

Securities companies manage capital operations, while banks manage fund circulation. The two complement each other, forming a stable financial closed loop.

With this foundation, he was able to plan ahead and quietly purchase shares in companies he would acquire in the future, paving the way for expanding his business empire.

But Zhang Zeyang also knew in his heart that all these grand plans were inseparable from the most crucial start-up capital—India's gold treasures.

Without the huge sums of money to convert gold into cash, everything is just empty talk; acquiring newspapers, securities companies, and small banks are impossible in the short term.

Although he still had $50,000 in hand, this amount was just a drop in the ocean in Hong Kong's financial market and business circles.

So during this month, while waiting silently, he sent out the six special forces soldiers in his family to gather information.

Occasionally, when the night is still and quiet, he would stand on the balcony, gazing at the distant starry sky, his thoughts drifting to faraway India. The nine elite special forces squads, each a handpicked expert, were masters of covert infiltration and evacuation; they must have already arrived at their destination and were proceeding according to plan.

He wasn't worried about the team's capabilities; he only hoped everything would go smoothly, that they could avoid Indian official inspections and the covetousness of local forces, and safely transport that massive amount of gold to Hong Kong.

Once he has the gold and can convert it into cash, all his plans can be put into action immediately, transforming from a blueprint into a concrete business layout.

During this month, Zhang Zeyang didn't stay completely indoors. Occasionally, he would take Zhang Lingyun for a stroll through the streets and alleys of Hong Kong.

At the same time, we will visit several medium-sized, poorly managed but fully qualified newspapers to prepare for future acquisitions.

They would also investigate the operations of several local small banks and quietly assess the feasibility of the acquisition.

The information about these newspapers and banks was collected by those six special forces soldiers.

He was extremely low-key and never ostentatious. Dressed in ordinary casual clothes and holding his younger sister's hand, he looked no different from an ordinary Hong Kong resident. No one would have guessed that this seemingly gentle young man harbored such a vast business strategy.

In his spare time, he would make and buy Hong Kong specialty snacks, such as water chestnut cake, almond shortbread, and wife cake, filling the table. Zhang Zeyang sat at the table with Zhang Lingyun, watching the little girl eat with a smile on her face, and felt more confident.

Ultimately, all he did was to give his sister a stable and worry-free future, so that she wouldn't have to wander like she did in her previous life, and could grow up peacefully and happily on this land.

As evening fell, Zhang Zeyang loved to watch the sunset with Zhang Lingyun in the courtyard. The setting sun painted the sky a brilliant orange-red, and the afterglow spilled onto the surface of Victoria Harbour, creating a shimmering, breathtaking scene.

Zhang Zeyang's manuscript of "The Bad Guys" has accumulated into a thick stack.

His entrepreneurial plan was already thoroughly memorized, and he had repeatedly rehearsed every step.

Everything is ready except for the east wind, which is that batch of gold.

He's not in a hurry; he can wait.

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