Rebirth of the Hong Kong Millennium Conglomerate

Chapter 67 Mission

At noon, in the conference room on the top floor of the Qian Gu Group, Mylis sat in the main seat, with a thick stack of documents spread out in front of him, and the fountain pen between his fingers had already gone through two ink changes.

From dawn until noon, for a full two hours, he listened attentively to the reports from each person in charge.

The progress of Qian Gu Media, the cash flow statements of Qian Gu Bank—one data point after another, one plan after another, were recounted by the various responsible persons.

He originally thought that Qian Gu Group was just a new company backed by strong capital, but he did not expect that its subsidiaries would gain a foothold in their respective fields in a short period of time.

When the last department head closed his report and sat down, Mylis finally loosened his tie and rubbed his throbbing temples.

The sun outside the window had climbed to its zenith, and the clock in the conference room ticked softly, its hands pointing precisely to twelve o'clock.

Mylis immediately adjourned the meeting!

After the meeting, he got up, tidied up the documents, walked out of the conference room, and headed towards Zhang Zeyang's office.

The door to Zhang Zeyang's office was ajar. Mylis gently knocked on the door, and Zhang Zeyang's clear voice came from inside: "Come in."

As you push open the door, you see Zhang Zeyang sitting in a large boss's chair, holding a cup of hot tea, his gaze fixed on Victoria Harbour outside the window.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around, a gentle smile on his face: "Mr. Mylis, how are you feeling after a long morning?"

Mylis placed the documents in his hand on the corner of his desk, pulled out a chair and sat down, his face showing undisguised amazement: "Boss, to be honest, I'm completely shocked. I never imagined that the Qian Gu Group would develop at such an astonishing speed, and the operation of each subsidiary is far better than I expected."

He paused, then changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "However, while listening to the report from Qian Gu Securities, I discovered a problem that cannot be ignored. The Hong Kong stock market, on the surface, appears prosperous, with the index climbing steadily, but in reality, it is already overflowing with bubbles and harbors hidden dangers. If this trend continues, I'm afraid a major crash won't be far off."

Upon hearing this, a hint of approval flashed in Zhang Zeyang's eyes.

As expected, Mylis had a sharp eye.

He put down his teacup and said calmly but with a hint of meaning, "Your judgment is correct. Before long, the bubble in the Hong Kong stock market will burst completely. At that time, the index will plummet, and countless investors will lose everything."

Mylis was startled, and his gaze toward Zhang Zeyang held a newfound respect.

This young man seems to be able to foresee the future; his foresight is truly admirable.

Before he could think it through, Zhang Zeyang's voice rang out again: "Mr. Mylis, next, I have an extremely important task to assign to you."

Mylis perked up, immediately straightening his back and looking intently at Zhang Zeyang: "Boss, please speak! Whatever the task, I will do my utmost!"

Seeing the light in his eyes, Zhang Zeyang nodded in satisfaction and slowly posed a question that caught Mylis off guard: "Mr. Mylis, are you aware that a global sugar shortage is quietly brewing in the world right now?"

Sugar shortage?

Mylis was stunned. He frowned and carefully recalled recent international market developments, only to find that he had never heard of any sugar shortage.

He shook his head, his tone tinged with doubt: "Boss, forgive my ignorance, but I truly know nothing about this matter."

Zhang Zeyang wasn't surprised and slowly explained, "It's not that you don't know. This sugar shortage is currently in a stage of undercurrents, and apart from a few people, almost no one has noticed it."

I have received definite information that the sugar shortage is particularly severe in our neighboring mainland, and ordinary people have not even tasted sugar for months.

However, this news was quietly suppressed; even European and American countries were unaware of it, let alone others.

The sugar shortage will only come to light and become known to the world when mainland China quietly contacts Robert Kuok in Malaysia and entrusts him to secretly purchase sugar.

But even now, Robert Kuok himself is unaware of the extent to which the global sugar supply has become strained.

However, Robert Kuok now monopolizes 80% of the sugar market in Malaysia and Singapore, holding a sugar reserve of 150 million tons, accounting for one-tenth of the global sugar trade.

However, he is not yet known as the "Sugar King of Asia," nor is he aware of the earth-shattering changes that are about to take place in the sugar industry.

White sugar is just a common condiment in daily life. In peacetime, the shelves are always full of all kinds of sugar cubes and powdered sugar for people to choose from.

Because it is so common and so easily accessible, few people realize its importance.

Mylis blurted out instinctively, "It's just sugar, a common seasoning. Even if there's a shortage, I'm sure it will pass quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zeyang chuckled and said, "Ordinary? Mr. Myris, are you aware that in special times, the value of white sugar can even far exceed that of gold?"

He stood up, walked to the French windows, and slowly said, "In peacetime, if someone wanted to exchange a pound of sugar for a gram of gold, they would only be considered crazy."

However, in times of war, a pound of gold might not be enough to buy a pound of sugar. Sugar is an irreplaceable wartime reserve; 50% to 70% of the energy the human body needs comes from sugar, and sugar intake is essential for maintaining metabolism. In chaotic times, gold can only be used to store wealth, while sugar can be used to save lives.

Mylis's heart sank. He had never considered the value of sugar from this perspective before, and now, listening to Zhang Zeyang explain it in detail, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Although we are not in a chaotic era, the causes of this sugar shortage are complex and its impact should not be underestimated."

"I have received reliable information that the current international sugar trading volume is only 1600 million tons. However, the demand in mainland China is almost a bottomless pit."

More importantly, the current spot price of white sugar in the UK is only around forty pounds per ton.

In the second half of the year, the price may surge to eighty or ninety pounds, or even exceed one hundred pounds per ton!

One hundred pounds per ton!

Myris's breathing suddenly quickened. This meant that the profit per ton of sugar could double or even triple!

If you add in the leveraged operations in the futures market, the profits are simply unimaginable!

His mind raced with calculations, his pupils contracting slightly with excitement.

Seeing his reaction, Zhang Zeyang continued, "We can't touch the 1600 million tons of sugar on the international market, or the 150 million tons held by Robert Kuok in Southeast Asia."

The remaining 13.5 million tons is our target. If we were to acquire them all at the current price of £50 per ton, it would require £675 million, which is approximately HKD 9.45 billion.

HK$9.45 billion!

This figure is enough to shake the entire Hong Kong business community. Looking across Hong Kong, Zhang Zeyang is probably the only person who can come up with so much cash at once.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Mylis looked at Zhang Zeyang, his voice trembling slightly: "Boss, do you mean to take over these 1350 million tons of spot white sugar?"

"good."

Zhang Zeyang nodded and said, "We need to make moves not only in the spot market but also in the futures market. We plan to buy 500 million tons of white sugar futures on both the London Futures Exchange and the New York Futures Exchange."

If you buy in at the current price and then gradually sell when the price skyrockets, the profit will be astronomical.

Mylis instantly understood. Futures trading differs from spot trading; it offers the advantage of leveraged trading.

If you can leverage tenfold or even a hundredfold, then by setting up positions on two exchanges, you don't need to use much capital at all; tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars would be enough to leverage this massive capital game.

The key to this game lies in the word "quiet".

It must be done secretly, without the slightest leak.

Once Western capital becomes aware of this, they will definitely try to sabotage it, and all plans will come to naught.

Mylis took a deep breath and said in a serious tone, "Boss, this matter is of utmost importance. The amount of funds and personnel mobilized is extremely large, and if we are not careful, it will be noticed."

"I had already considered this," Zhang Zeyang said confidently. "They won't realize the severity of this sugar shortage until at least April."

In other words, we have a full two months. Two months is enough for us to complete all the arrangements.

By the time Western capital realized what was happening, we had already completed our plan, and they were powerless to stop us.

Myris lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and his doubts gradually dissipated.

Zhang Zeyang has sufficient financial backing, which is the foundation of this plan.

The Qian Gu Group has a considerable number of idle personnel, enough to form a professional team to handle this massive acquisition and operation.

Most importantly, time is on their side; the two-month time difference is enough for them to cover their tracks and complete all the preparations.

"As for the specific operational details, you and Ma Shiming can discuss and arrange them. I will not interfere with your specific steps."

Regarding funding, I will speak with Qian Gu Bank and ensure their full cooperation with your operation.

Mylis suddenly raised his head, his gaze towards Zhang Zeyang filled with fanaticism.

He stood up, bowed deeply to Zhang Zeyang, and said in a firm and resolute voice, "Please rest assured, boss, I will not fail in my mission!"

At that moment, Mylis felt as if the blood in his body was boiling.

This is not just a capital game involving huge profits, but a groundbreaking plan that could impact the entire world.

And he, Myris, will personally oversee this project. This will be the most significant chapter in his career, enough to secure his place in history.

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