Rebirth of the Hong Kong Millennium Conglomerate

The wind from Repulse Bay in Hong Kong carried the salty smell of the sea, brushing past the carved railings of the exquisite villas halfway up the mountain, and landing on Zhang Zeyang's shoulder as he sat quietly on the veranda.

The days passed quietly. Thirty-nine days had passed since he dispatched a special forces team to India for a mission. During these days, Zhang Zeyang appeared calm on the surface, and every day he still went about his plans in the villa. However, the hidden expectation in his heart never dissipated.

He knew that what that team brought back would be the most solid foundation for his business empire and the source of his confidence for future development.

On this afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and golden rays filtered through the gaps in the camphor tree leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

A special forces soldier hurried over from the courtyard gate and bowed to Zhang Zeyang under the eaves, saying, "Sir, they have returned from India and have important matters to report to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zeyang's fingers, which had been resting on the armrest, suddenly paused, and a hint of barely concealed excitement flashed across his eyes, completely shattering his calm of the past few days.

He stood up abruptly, his previously calm demeanor instantly sharpening, and said in a deep voice, "Please come in quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, imposing figure walked in. The newcomer was one of the captains of the nine special forces squads that had been dispatched to India on a mission.

He walked up to Zhang Zeyang, stopped, raised his hand in a crisp military salute, and said, "Sir, we're back. Mission accomplished!"

Looking at the team leader before him, Zhang Zeyang's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile. Even his voice trembled slightly: "Good, good! Thank you for your hard work!"

The special forces squad leader nodded slightly, his tone still respectful: "It's no trouble at all, it's all part of our duties. Sir, our ship is currently docked at the Kowloon Wharf, and the brothers are all on board guarding the cargo, without the slightest slackening."

I've come here for two reasons: first, to report that the mission is complete; and second, to ask for your instructions on how to proceed with this batch of goods.

"Wharf Wharf, right?" Zhang Zeyang's eyes gleamed, and a surge of ambition welled up in his chest. The business empire he had dreamed of was finally about to officially set sail from this moment!

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Come on, take me to the dock!"

Without another word, the two quickly walked out of the villa, got into the car the other had driven back, and sped off towards the Kowloon Wharf.

The street scene outside the car window rushed past, and the bustling prosperity of Hong Kong was all in sight, but Zhang Zeyang had no mind to appreciate it at the moment. His mind and eyes were full of that batch of gold, and a business blueprint had already begun to be drawn in his mind. Banks, real estate, shipping... countless thoughts intertwined and collided in his mind.

Before long, the car arrived at the Kowloon Wharf.

The dock was still bustling with activity, with cargo ships coming and going, their horns blaring, and dockworkers carrying goods back and forth, their shouts and the roar of machinery all mingling together.

The squad leader led Zhang Zeyang straight toward a large cargo ship docked at the shore. This massive cargo ship was the one they were using to transport the gold.

As soon as they approached the ship's side, the special forces soldiers on duty on board immediately noticed the commotion and turned to look.

When they saw Zhang Zeyang, their eyes sharpened, and they quickly stood up straight, shouting in unison, "Greetings, sir!" in a unified and powerful voice.

Zhang Zeyang slightly raised his hand, his gaze sweeping over the people in front of him. Seeing their tired faces but still upright posture, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, and he said in a deep voice, "Everyone has worked hard. We are so grateful to you all during this time."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed some emotion, but they still maintained the discipline of soldiers and did not say anything more.

The squad leader stepped forward and gave the two special forces soldiers on the ship a wink: "Open the container and let the gentleman take a look."

"Yes, sir!" the two special forces soldiers responded in unison, quickly walked to the large cargo container on one side of the ship's hold, and began to operate it with practiced ease.

With a crisp "click," the heavy container door was slowly pulled open, and a faint metallic luster instantly shone through the container. As the door was fully open, a dazzling golden light burst forth.

Zhang Zeyang's gaze was fixed on the shipping container, where neatly stacked gold bricks were arranged. Each gold brick was golden in color, with sharp edges, and shimmered alluringly in the sunlight.

An indescribable shock surged through him. His breathing suddenly quickened, his heart pounded wildly, and his hands trembled slightly. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't calm down when he saw the cabinet full of gold with his own eyes.

This is his capital, the source of his confidence in rising to prominence!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. Zhang Zeyang stood on the ship's railing, speechless for a long time, his eyes fixed on the cabinet full of gold, his mind racing.

After a long while, he slowly came to his senses, took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and said to the squad leader, "Open all the containers, I want to inspect them one by one."

"Yes!" The squad leader didn't dare to delay and immediately gave the order.

The special forces on board sprang into action, opening one heavy container after another. Each container was filled with gleaming gold bars, their dazzling golden light shimmering in the sunlight of the dock, resembling a golden ocean.

It was a sight to behold, and even Zhang Zeyang couldn't help but feel a sense of shock when he looked at the ship full of gold.

Zhang Zeyang walked slowly to each container, reaching out to stroke the cold, hard gold bricks, feeling their heavy weight under his fingertips.

He walked over to the squad leader, his gaze still fixed on the gold, and asked, "How many tons of this gold total?"

The squad leader immediately stepped forward and respectfully replied, "Sir, we counted it in India and then checked it again on the ship. The total is over two thousand tons, almost three thousand tons. The exact number is two thousand nine hundred and eighty-seven tons."

"Two thousand nine hundred and eighty-seven tons..." Zhang Zeyang repeated the number in a low voice, quickly calculating in his mind.

He clearly remembers that this year's international gold price was about $1.13 per gram, and one ton equals one thousand kilograms. So, nearly three thousand tons of gold would be worth as much as four billion US dollars!

Four billion US dollars!

This number exploded in Zhang Zeyang's mind like a thunderbolt, making his blood boil.

He suddenly looked up at the golden sea before him, his eyes filled with fervor and certainty.

It's no exaggeration to say that with these nearly three thousand tons of gold, Zhang Zeyang is now the richest man in all of Hong Kong!

Even HSBC, the largest bank in Hong Kong, could never match his actual financial strength!

Although HSBC has a large fortune, it would be impossible for them to come up with four billion US dollars in cash. However, the gold he possesses is solid hard currency that can be exchanged for enormous wealth anytime, anywhere.

With that thought in mind, Zhang Zeyang no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and waved casually at the ship full of gold.

The gold bars stacked in the container seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, rising into the air one by one and flying towards Zhang Zeyang, like a golden stream, instantly flowing into an inconspicuous ring on his finger.

This storage ring has a huge capacity, enough to hold nearly three thousand tons of gold.

The special forces soldiers on the ship were used to this and showed no surprise on their faces, remaining standing straight in place.

In the blink of an eye, all the gold on the ship was stored in the storage ring, and the container that was originally full of gold bricks became empty in an instant.

Zhang Zeyang looked down at the storage ring on his finger, a confident smile appearing on his lips, a huge weight lifted from his heart.

He turned to the squad leader and calmly instructed, "You arrange for a few people to return this rented boat. The rest of you, come with me."

"Yes!" the squad leader replied in a deep voice and immediately began to arrange manpower.

Before long, everything was arranged, and Zhang Zeyang led a group of special forces soldiers away from the Kowloon Wharf, got into a car, and went straight back to his villa in Repulse Bay.

Back at the villa, Zhang Zeyang didn't stop for a moment. He took out some gold bricks from his storage ring, each weighing ten pounds, their golden light illuminating the living room.

Zhang Zeyang looked at the more than one hundred people in front of him and said, "Take this gold and exchange it for cash. Remember, keep a low profile and don't attract attention."

Also, after exchanging the cash, I'll buy six Mercedes-Benz cars; I'll need them for future travel.

"Understood!" Everyone picked up the gold in an orderly fashion and immediately left to carry out their orders.

Over the next few days, Zhang Zeyang would take out some gold from his storage ring every day and have them take people out in batches to exchange it for cash.

In order to avoid attracting attention, they exchanged small amounts each time and deliberately spread out the exchange locations. They visited almost every bank in Hong Kong, from HSBC to Standard Chartered, from local banks to foreign branches, leaving their mark everywhere.

Even so, the value of gold was so enormous that after several days, it was only exchanged for 150 million Hong Kong dollars.

HK$150 million is a huge sum of money in Hong Kong, enough for Zhang Zeyang to launch his next plan.

As for the remaining gold in the storage ring, Zhang Zeyang had no intention of exchanging it further.

This gold is Zhang Zeyang's biggest trump card; rather than exchanging it for cash, he'd rather keep it.

He already had a plan in mind: once he acquired a bank, these gold coins could be used as the bank's reserves.