Reborn Tycoon: Hong Kong's Entertainment Godfather

Sunshine Group!

"Auntie, Ah Yu is still too naive!"

Su Weidong couldn't sit still any longer. He got up, walked over to Su Linghong, slammed his hand on the table, and sighed, "Look at this kid! He's so soft-hearted! He wants to give the villagers of Tiaojingling compensation? Pah! Wouldn't it be better to just have our people make an example of them to intimidate them?"

Su Linghong leisurely pushed a teacup towards them, her eyes smiling: "What's wrong, Ayu? Have you run into some trouble?"

Su Weidong picked up his teacup and gulped down a mouthful, his throat churning with resentment: "It's just so troublesome! That village chief, Liu Jinghui, just opened his mouth and demanded 30 million from A-Yu! Look at this—he's probably really planning to pay for it out of his own pocket!"

"Thirty million? The company won't admit to this messy accounting." Su Linghong chuckled, tapping her fingertips lightly on the table. "If you don't trust me, don't you trust your uncle's decision?"

"It's not that I don't trust you..." Su Weidong wrung his hands anxiously. "I'm just worried that A-Yu will get taken advantage of! This kid is good at making money, but there are some tricks he hasn't figured out yet—the more polite you are to people, the more they'll take advantage of you!"

"So we need to teach him a lesson." Gu Zhenguo suddenly stepped out of the shadows, a faint smile on his lips: "Adong, guess why I let Ayu handle this?"

Su Weidong was stunned.

"I know he's a bookish type, he's capable, but he's inexperienced." Gu Zhenguo picked up his teacup, his eyes sharp. "Let him go out and gain some experience. We'll guide him on the big picture, consider it practice."

Su Weidong suddenly realized something: "So that's how it is! I understand now!"

Just then, Gu Zhen's secretary, Tang Ning, rushed in in her high heels, speaking rapidly: "Boss, there's new news!"

"Speak." Gu Zhenguo slightly raised his eyelids.

"It's about President Gu!" Tang Ning said urgently, "Out of the village's 1,400 households, 800 have already signed relocation agreements! The remaining 600 households are in negotiations, and they've basically all given in!"

"What?!" Su Weidong was so shocked he almost dropped his teacup. "What... what's going on?"

Tang Ning spoke even faster: "President Gu introduced the 'first come, first served' method, meaning 60,000 square meters of demolition area would be allocated on a first-come, first-served basis! The villagers rushed to sign, and most agreed!"

"Divide and conquer..." Gu Zhenguo's pupils contracted slightly, then he laughed out loud: "What a brilliant strategy! Aren't you all a united front? I'll tear a crack from within—as long as the majority are on my side, the rest will be nothing more than meat on a chopping board!"

The entire village was originally united in spirit and blood.

But when it comes to profit—to hell with brotherhood!

Contract signing office

"Fellow villagers!" Gu Yuhan shouted through a megaphone until his voice was hoarse, "The demolition plan was finalized long ago! Your protests now are futile!"

"Mr. Gu!" a shout erupted from the crowd. "We deserve an explanation! We don't want more, just 1.5 times the previous standard, okay?"

"Yes! 1.5 times is fine!"

"Mr. Gu..."

"Quiet!" Gu Yuhan shouted at the top of his lungs. "There's nothing I can do about this! Someone took the lion's share, and even if I have a plan, I can't use it!"

"Big Head?" To'er, mingling in the crowd, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mr. Gu, can you tell everyone what 'Big Head' means?"

"Exactly! Isn't there something fishy going on that we don't know about?" another servant chimed in.

"Okay!" Gu Yuhan nodded and winked at the bodyguard. The bodyguard immediately brought over a tape recorder and plugged it in. Gu Yuhan pointed the speaker at the machine.

A moment later, the villagers overheard a conversation between Gu Yuhan and Liu Jinghui—

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"I'm here to do business. I can pay, but I need peace of mind," Gu Yuhan said calmly. "Mr. Liu, how do you plan to deal with the villagers? I can't possibly pay 30 million and then have to pay 1.5 times that amount in compensation, can I?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Gu!" Liu Jinghui's voice was laced with ruthlessness. "I have about a hundred men under my command. Who dares to disobey me? Breaking their legs and burning down their houses are the least of my worries! I've done this kind of thing more than once!"

Before he could finish speaking, the villagers all froze.

Thirty million? That beast Liu Jinghui embezzled thirty million in demolition compensation?!

"Liu Jinghui, I curse your ancestors!"

"Liu Jinghui! I give you tribute every month, and this is how you treat me?!"

Gu Yuhan, holding a megaphone, shouted, "Did everyone hear that clearly? It's not that I won't pay; Liu Jinghui has pocketed all 30 million! What can I do?"

"Liu Jinghui, I'll fuck your mother!" A roar erupted from the crowd, and some people turned and ran through the village, heading straight for Liu Jinghui's house.

In the chaos, Liu Hongchao, a man in his thirties, suddenly panicked, shouting as he ran, "It's fake! It's all fake! It's a lie!"

"Slap!" A villager slapped him hard across the face. "Liu Hongchao! Did you know about this all along?"

Only then did Liu Hongchao see the eyes of the villagers around him—eyes like knives, as if they wanted to skin him alive. He trembled, turned and ran, followed by a dark mass of people.

Liu Family

"That brat Gu Yuhan has no sportsmanship!" Liu Jinghui slammed his fist on the table and cursed. "Starting tomorrow, let the whole village get together and smash his construction site! If we don't teach him a lesson, does he think we're pushovers?"

He paced back and forth, growing angrier with each passing thought: "We must notify every household! We have to take action tomorrow!"

Liu Jinghui knew that if Gu Yuhan continued down this path, he would eventually be left with no one to rely on. He figured he might as well take advantage of his remaining prestige and give Gu Yuhan a final, decisive blow.

Just then, Liu Hongchao rushed in, breathless: "Dad! Quick, run!"

"What's the panic?" Liu Jinghui frowned. "Speak slowly!"

"Tell me slowly?" Liu Hongchao said, his voice trembling with tears. "Gu Yuhan recorded our entire conversation! He played it for the villagers! Now they're saying you embezzled 30 million and they want us to give it back!"

"What?!" Liu Jinghui jumped up. "He dares?!"

"Dad! The villagers have surrounded our house!" Liu Hongchao stamped his feet anxiously. "If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"

"Let's go! Pack your things!" Liu Jinghui was about to move when Liu Hongchao shouted again, "What are you packing for! Run!"

Before the words were even finished, a deafening roar came from outside the courtyard: "Liu Jinghui, get out here!"

"Get out here!"

The sound was like thunder.

Liu Jinghui reluctantly went outside, only to find a dark mass of people brandishing weapons, their eyes bloodshot: "Liu Jinghui! How do you plan to spend Boss Gu's thirty million?"

"Yes! They demand an explanation!"

"You embezzled our compensation money; you must return it today!"

Looking at these villagers who had once obeyed him obediently, Liu Jinghui now saw them as enemies. He suddenly understood—taking someone's money was like killing their parents; those eyes meant they wanted to skin him alive.

"That thirty million..." he shouted, forcing himself to speak, "never even reached my hands!"

"Bullshit!" a roar erupted from the crowd. "Jimmy didn't give you any tribute, have you forgotten about breaking his leg?"

"And the Akita family's house! Did you set it on fire?"

"Liu Jinghui! You must give me an explanation today!"

The scene instantly spiraled out of control. Just as several young men around Liu Jinghui were about to draw their knives, someone threw a stone, which struck Liu Jinghui squarely in the forehead. Blood streamed down his face, and the crowd, like a floodgate opened, rained stones upon him.

Those young men had never seen anything like it before. As they scurried away with their heads in their hands, someone shouted, "Kill them!"

"Kill Liu Jinghui!"

The crowd surged forward like a tide. Liu Jinghui was about to dodge when he was punched in the face, blood gushing from his nose. Then he was struck in the temple, seeing stars. Before he could even recover, he was kicked in the stomach, the pain making him curl up like a shrimp.

The enraged crowd swarmed forward, raining blows upon him. Liu Jinghui felt a buzzing in his ears, his consciousness fading—this beating was likely the end for him.

At this point, no one mentioned the bond between fellow townsmen anymore.

Instead, everyone started to consider their own interests.

Modern society itself has been eroding traditional clan concepts. More importantly, everyone suddenly realized that Liu Jinghui, that bastard, actually planned to use such insidious methods to deal with them.

These methods include, but are by no means limited to, heinous acts such as breaking hands and feet or setting houses on fire.

Can you tolerate this?

Who the hell could tolerate this?

Once core interests are involved, it becomes a deep-seated hatred, akin to killing one's parents, when it comes to taking someone's money.

The hatred of killing one's father is always irreconcilable!

If I don't beat you to death today, I'll really be letting myself down.

Liu Jinghui had long since lost all breath, and his two sons were beaten to death along with him.

"Look!"

Gu Yuhan, holding binoculars, looked down at the chaotic scene below, then casually handed the binoculars to Su Weidong beside him: "See, isn't that how things are resolved?"

Su Weidong couldn't help but frown and ask, "But didn't we give them extra compensation area?"

"My dear Weidong!"

Gu Yuhan spread his hands, a meaningful smile appearing on his face: "Then guess how much more money we'll need to pay in total?"

Su Weidong paused for a moment, then asked somewhat blankly, "What do you mean?"

Gu Yuhan chuckled lightly: "Actually, it's less than two million. Even if Liu Jinghui had honestly agreed to my conditions back then, I was originally planning to give him two million anyway. Unfortunately, he insisted on refusing to listen to reason, so I really had no other choice!"

Su Weidong was speechless for a moment, opening his mouth but not knowing what to say.

Let alone two million, even thirty million wouldn't be a lot of money for Gu Yuhan these days.

Gu Zhenguo was right; he wanted Gu Yuhan to gain experience.

This in itself is a form of training for his abilities.

However, it is clear that Gu Yuhan exceeded expectations this time.

Sow discord and undermine the enemy from within.

I will never do things myself if I don't have to.

It was only at this point that Su Weidong truly realized that Gu Yuhan's methods were never about confronting you head-on, but rather about doing the most with the least amount of money. As long as he could make them fight among themselves, he would never personally intervene.

Gu Yuhan wasn't ruthless enough; it's just that his ruthlessness was all hidden deep within him, and he never easily revealed it.

Gu Yuhan glanced back at Su Rongrong standing beside him and ordered in a deep voice, "Notify all villagers that the compensation standard will remain at 1.5 times the previously agreed upon amount. For those who have already signed demolition agreements with us, the original agreements will remain unchanged!"

Su Rongrong nodded immediately, indicating that she understood.

"Should we continue to give them so many benefits?" Su Weidong couldn't help but ask, "Ayu, aren't we being too soft-hearted?"

Gu Yuhan simply smiled and said unhurriedly, "You say I'm soft-hearted? That's right. Remember this: we are businessmen, we are a legitimate company, not some kind of organized crime group. We are a conscientious enterprise; we won't skimp on the benefits we're entitled to, and we want everyone to remember our kindness!"

Su Weidong opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh, feeling a surge of genuine admiration for Gu Yuhan.

The police finally arrived late.

However, the police also found the situation very difficult to handle.

There were hundreds of people at the scene; it was impossible to take them all back to the police station. Besides, who could really say for sure who killed the father and his two sons?

Even more outrageous, everyone unanimously insisted that they were not beaten to death at all, but that their home caught fire accidentally and all three members of Liu Jinghui's family were burned to death.

What kind of temper can you have?

You have no temper at all.

Who can provide evidence that they were beaten to death? It was clearly an accidental fire.

Since everyone was involved in this matter, they would naturally keep quiet.

Moreover, the Hong Kong police were also inclined to avoid trouble.

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Sunshine Group Headquarters

"Is the matter completely resolved?" Gu Zhenguo took the report from Tang Ning, a look of utter surprise on his face. "And it didn't even exceed the budget?"

"No!" Tang Ning nodded immediately in reply.

These two million were already within the initial budget.

Gu Zhenguo now has a general understanding of the whole story, and at this point, he has to admit that his son is truly capable. Instead of resorting to brute force, he directly stirred up internal conflicts within the opposing side.

"Ah Yu did a fantastic job this time!" Gu Zhenguo couldn't help but burst into laughter: "He has a worthy successor! He truly has a worthy successor!"

Gu Zhenguo then realized that his son had undergone a complete transformation since returning from studying in England. Not only was he generous, meticulous, and cunning, but he was also full of wicked ideas.

He had initially worried that his son might not be able to inherit such a large family business, but now it seems that this kid can not only inherit the family fortune steadily, but also take the Gu family business to the next level in the future.

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In the days that followed, nothing unexpected happened.

Liu Jinghui's fate served as a warning to everyone: You can keep making trouble, I, Gu Yuhan, don't care at all. But I have a hundred ways to make you end up like Liu Jinghui.

The population of Tseung Kwan O is not large to begin with, only around 10,000. Once the area is developed, it will be able to accommodate a population of approximately 500,000.

It's actually quite easy to settle such a small number of people.

As for the factory relocation and some infrastructure construction, Gu Yuhan wasn't in a hurry at all. The Hong Kong government had already planned the subway line, and once the subway opened, this area would inevitably experience rapid development, and there was no need to worry about it not becoming prosperous.

At that moment, Gu Yuhan was looking at a very cute little girl in front of him and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Wen Bixia!"

The little girl looked at Gu Yuhan with a hint of timidity in her eyes and whispered, "Mr. Gu, would you... would you take me in? I... I can do any kind of work, I... I'm really capable!"

"You can do everything?" Gu Yuhan looked Wen Bixia up and down, then said with a smile, "You're still too young."

"I'm not small, I'm not small at all, really!" Wen Bixia quickly puffed out her small chest, afraid that Gu Yuhan wouldn't take her in, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Gu, please, please take me in, okay?"