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Vincent's fingers tapped incessantly on the last page of the document, like he was playing the piano.

He slowly raised his head, watching the smoke Clara exhaled gradually dissipate under the warm yellow light.

The Liqun cigarettes had a strong, pungent flavor, quite different from the cigars they usually smoked, but Vincent found himself not bothered by it.

"Where did that kid Dong Tianbao get so much money? Did he really invest over 10 billion?" Vincent put down the documents and rested his fingers on his knees.

"Ha, that's because you don't understand him enough!"

Clara flicked her cigarette ash. "He started planning this many years ago: several industrial parks in the Yangtze River Delta, a logistics port in the Pearl River Delta, and a new energy base in both the south and the north."

You think their profitable businesses are all in Hong Kong, but actually their businesses are spread throughout Southeast Asia.

Wells suddenly spoke up, his voice low: "Miss Clara, what does what you're saying have to do with the three of us? As long as we don't provoke him and we make our own money, we might not even run into him again after '97."

"Don't you want to stay in Hong Kong and keep making money after 1997?" Clara stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, smiled, and continued before the three could speak, "And after 1997, I can still help you make money, and even expand your business into mainland China."

"Really?" the three asked in unison, but their voices clearly carried a hint of excitement.

Clara didn't say whether it was true or false, but continued to smile and said, "I have half Chinese blood, I grew up in Foshan, and I have a clean background."

I know exactly what the mainland needs most right now: sincerity will be rewarded with genuine value.

Moreover, I can help you turn your assets from gray to white before 1997, and even make them multiply tenfold or even dozens of times.

The room seemed to be paused; the silence was so profound that the breathing of Vincent and his two companions became rapid and excited.

The three of them looked at the young woman opposite them, who spoke with unwavering confidence.

It's as if they have everything under control.

They've seen too many people who talk big and make empty promises, but they've never seen anyone as convincing as Clara.

"I have three requests," Vincent finally said.

"explain."

"First, we can give you full control over the discourse, but we need the right to know. Of course, we can skip small investments, but we need to know where investments of more than one billion go."

Clara nodded: "Of course."

"Secondly, we can hand over Chung Ching Society to you, but I need to see your achievements before the 1997 handover before I can let you enter the mainland market."

Clara nodded again: "That's only right. I wouldn't feel comfortable staying if I didn't achieve results within three years, or even within one year.

Vincent and the other two nodded, then continued, "Third, during this three-year period, we can only give you 10% of the profits. If you satisfy us within three years, we will increase it to 30%."

"Thirty percent is too little, forty percent." Clara held up four fingers.

"Can."

Vincent glanced at Wells and the other man, then nodded.

If outsiders knew about their conversation, they would either think they were crazy, or that the world had gone mad.

Reaching a cooperation agreement with just a few words is even more outrageous than a telecom fraudster telling you: "Give me 20,000 and I'll help you earn 2 million."

When Buffett comes, everyone says the same thing: "God, please take these four lunatics!"

"I drafted the agreement before you arrived. Please sign it!" Clara took out several stacks of documents from the coffee table drawer and handed them to Vincent and the other two.

After a moment of hesitation, the three took the document and examined it carefully. The contents of the document were roughly the same as what they had said. After confirming that there were no errors, the three picked up their pens and signed their names.

"A pleasure working with you, may you die!"

"The sparrow is dead!"

The moment Clara tilted her head back, her sapphire blue eyes dimmed slightly.

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That night, as if they had received a tip, the people of Kwai Tsing did not take action against the Chung Ching Society, but instead continued to sweep through the territories of those small, insignificant gangs.

However, the crackdown on Li Huanggua's Huangting Building, building materials company, and other businesses has not stopped.

The next day, Li Huanggua, left with no other choice, asked the bank to collect old banknotes while personally arranging a meeting with Dong Tianbao.

This time, Dong Tianbao obliged and agreed.

The Caesars Hotel is located opposite the Royal Court Building.

As the one who yielded, Li Huanggua arrived more than half an hour earlier than the agreed time.

Dong Tianbao led Wu Ying, Gao Jin, Tian Yangsheng, and several others into the designated private room.

"Mr. Li, I thought we wouldn't see each other for at least ten days or half a month," Dong Tianbao said with a smile before he had even sat down.

Zhuang Jiajun, standing next to Li Huanggua, frowned. "Dong Tianbao, can you stop being so sarcastic?"

Dong Tianbao didn't even glance at Zhuang Jiajun before plopping down in the comfortable chair.

The fly wasn't going to tolerate Zhuang Jiajun. It immediately stepped forward and said, "Shut up, you bastard! Your master hasn't said anything yet. If you say another word, I'll turn you into a hermaphrodite."

Zhuang Jiajun had never been treated like this before. He was about to curse back when Li Huanggua stopped him: "Jun, shut up! Go and call the food."

"Hmph!" Zhuang Jiajun snorted coldly, got up and left the private room.

"Mr. Dong, don't laugh at me, but my son has been kidnapped, and the company's working capital is tied up in the Royal Court Building. We're still HK$10 billion short of the ransom... HK$10 billion for the Royal Court Building..."

Dong Tianbao interrupted Li Huanggua with a laugh, "Mr. Li, you don't have amnesia, do you? I don't. Last time I offered forty million US dollars..."

I don't like seeing elderly people bury their children, so I'll add another five million, making it forty-five million US dollars.

Forty-five million US dollars, compared to the five hundred million I threw out, this is like cutting off a major artery, it's too damn ruthless.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Jiajun, who had just entered, immediately shouted, "Why don't you just rob someone? A hundred million US dollars is already a bargain for you!"

Dong Tianbao looked at the waiter serving the food but didn't say anything.

Instead, he saw an Australian lobster in front of him, picked it up, and slowly peeled and ate it.

It's as if they're saying, "You're the Australian lobster now, and I'm going to take advantage of your misfortune and eat you up!"

Li Huanggua's hand, which was under the table, clenched into a fist, and his eyes sharpened.

He received word that the foreigners were fighting amongst themselves, and overnight, what was once a luxury ship had turned into multiple yachts.

I don't even know which ship to get on.

In addition, he had no evidence, he couldn't win against the criminals, and he couldn't find any dirt on Dong Tianbao.

It's already quite good that the other three major families in Hong Kong didn't take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Moreover, the Huo family was on Dong Tianbao's side. At this moment, the Huo family had not yet made a move, but were watching from the sidelines, waiting for him to be pinned down so they could deliver the final blow.

This sense of humiliation made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

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