Hong Kong Entertainment 1979: A Beating Up the Manager at the Start

The plane landed smoothly at Sydney Airport, at what was then the local early morning.

Li Jiangbo, looking travel-worn, followed the crowd off the plane; the twelve-hour flight had left him feeling utterly exhausted.

He came here to resolve this matter before the Lunar New Year. Although there are still about five days left until the Spring Festival, he is confident that he can do it.

As soon as we exited the gate, Zhao Dong was already waiting at the entrance.

I haven't seen him for months, and he's actually gained weight and developed a beer belly.

Li Jiangbo smiled as he handed over the box and patted Zhao Dong's stomach.

"Hey! Ah Dong's living the good life! You've even got a beer belly."

Zhao Dong chuckled and took the suitcase from Li Jiangbo.

"Boss, stop teasing me. I've just been having a lot of social engagements here lately."

Li Jiangbo's face darkened. "Oh! You're acting like a stranger now that it's only been a few days? You're already calling me 'boss'..."

Zhao Dong quickly said, "Brother Bo, Brother Bo, let's get in the car first, let's get in the car first."

The two walked for about ten minutes before arriving at the underground parking lot.

Once in the car, Zhao Dong started the engine and said, "Brother Bo, the hotel is booked in the city center. You can adjust to the time difference first, and I'll give you a detailed introduction this afternoon."

Li Jiangbo rubbed his temples. "It's alright. Tell me the details first."

"Okay, based on your needs, I initially found a few people from Australia to act as employees and leaders of our friendly trading company. This time, I've assigned you the role of a consultant for the company."

Li Jiangbo nodded; he was very satisfied with Zhao Dong's approach.

Although Hong Kong is far from Australia, it's possible that some of those wealthy people might be here.

For safety reasons, he instructed Zhao Dong to hire only people from this area, while he would remain behind the scenes.

Seeing that Li Jiangbo remained silent, Zhao Dong continued, "When it comes to negotiations, you will be accompanied by Brian, the company's director."

"Is this person reliable?"

Zhao Dong nodded. "The company pays him a lot of money, a full 5 Australian dollars a month, which is equivalent to 30 Hong Kong dollars! Besides, we have something on him that we can't control, so we're not afraid that he won't obey us."

Li Jiangbo patted Zhao Dong on the shoulder, "Don't worry about the money. You're making 50 a month now, after all. Remember, you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

He paused for a moment, then said, "You're saying we have something on him? What kind of thing?"

Zhao Dong smiled mysteriously, "I have video footage of him intentionally injuring someone..."

Li Jiangbo smiled slightly, "Oh? It seems you've learned all my tricks."

"No, no, it's Brother Bo who taught us the best."

Li Jiangbo shook his head and said nothing more.

Seeing that Li Jiangbo remained silent, Zhao Dong wisely shut his mouth as well.

The car soon arrived at a huge hotel in the city center. Zhao Dong settled Li Jiangbo in and then went to get busy.

Li Jiangbo took a hot shower, went to bed and fell asleep, sleeping until the afternoon.

During this time, Zhao Dong came by once. Seeing that Li Jiangbo was sleeping, he did not disturb him, left a note, and then left.

Li Jiangbo picked up the note and read it. It turned out that Zhao Dong had already made arrangements to meet with people from Li's parent company the next morning.

He smiled, ordered some food at the hotel, and rested up, preparing to test the waters the next day.

the next day.

Zhao Dong arrived early to pick up Li Jiangbo. Accompanying him were Brian, whom he had mentioned yesterday, and a translator. The four of them formed the negotiation team.

In an office building in downtown Sydney, a group of people, led by staff, arrived at a conference room.

A short while later, the head of Li's parent company pushed open the door and walked in.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the two sides took their seats.

With the help of the interpreter, Li Jiangbo learned that the person they were negotiating with was the asset management manager of Li Company, named McLean.

While his secretary was serving drinks, Li Jiangbo took a closer look at McLean.

McLean was not old, in his early fifties, and like other Westerners, he had blond hair and blue eyes.

McLean took a sip of coffee and got straight to the point:

"Mr. Brian, I heard you're interested in a stake in Rediffusion Television?"

"Yes. I've heard that your company has recently been restructuring its assets. If you are interested in selling this portion of your shares, my company is willing to accept it."

McClain's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, which he then quickly suppressed, and he said:

"It seems your company has excellent connections! However, at present, the company has not made a formal decision to sell its shares in Rediffusion. Of course, if a suitable offer comes in, we will not rule out the possibility of selling."

After exchanging a few whispered words, Li Jiangbo told Brian in Chinese that they could offer 6000 million.

Brian then fell silent. He couldn't believe that the owner of a shell company could ask for 60 million.

However, he still called out the price.

"HKD 6000 million!"

McLean was stunned when he heard the offer.

He simply spread his hands and looked at Brian with an incredulous expression.

"What? You're offering HK$6000 million to buy our 61.8% stake in RTV?"

"You're dreaming! Do you know what's going on with this company...?"

The conference room was filled with McLean's roar.

Li Jiangbo rubbed his ears and interrupted McLean's roar with just one sentence.

"Mr. McLean, please calm down. I've heard that the Chinese and the British are about to negotiate on the Hong Kong issue. Is this information reliable?"

After the translator finished speaking, McLean's voice abruptly stopped.

He stared at Li Jiangbo with wide eyes, his expression shifting between light and dark.

How did this Chinese man find out about this? That's impossible! Logically, only our own country should know this inside information. Does this Chinese man have powerful connections back home? It seems we need to handle these negotiations carefully.

Thinking of this, McLean suppressed the fear in his heart.

"Who is this?"

Brian, who was standing nearby, explained, "This is Mr. Li Jiangbo, a negotiation consultant that our company invited from Hong Kong."

McLean nodded, feigning composure, and said:

"No, no, sir, I don't know where you got this information from, but our company has not received it."

"The reason our company is selling its shares is that our investment here failed, so..."

Li Jiangbo had no interest in listening to his high-sounding words and interrupted him directly.

"Eighty million, we'll offer eighty million! That's our bottom line."

When the price was announced, McLean was somewhat tempted. He knew this matter couldn't be delayed, but the price was simply too low.

According to the company's estimates, these shares could fetch at least HK$1.5 million.

However, if they disagree, and if the friendly trading company spreads the news, the market value of Yingzi Industry in Hong Kong might shrink, and the stock market might also be affected.

Just as McLean was caught in a dilemma, there was a knock on the conference room door.

A young female secretary walked quickly to McLean's side and whispered a few words in his ear.

McLean's expression instantly relaxed, and he nodded, signaling his secretary to leave.

After the secretary left, he cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry, everyone. This matter is no longer my responsibility."

McLean stood up and straightened his suit.

"Headquarters has decided to schedule the negotiations for mid-February. Someone will contact you then. That concludes today's meeting."

After saying that, he walked out of the conference room without looking back.

Li Jiangbo and the others were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Zhao Dong leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Brother Bo, what's going on?"

After a moment of contemplation, Li Jiangbo realized that someone had intervened.

"Let's go back to the hotel first; this isn't the place to talk."

The group arrived quickly and left quickly.