Hong Kong, Peninsula Hotel-

"You should not rush to this muddy water."

In the hotel's VIP private room, Lin Wannian dragged a big-bellied red wine glass in his hand, gently shook the wine, and said to his son Lin Jiahao.

"I know, you have always admired Song Zhichao, but this time he played a little too much, especially offending the entertainment giants and community giants in Hong Kong."

"What is the entertainment industry? It's a place where everyone makes money together. If Song Zhichao wants to swallow it alone, his appetite will inevitably be too big." Lin Wannian drank a sip of red wine and looked at his son.

Lin Jiahao remained silent, playing with the red wine glass in his hand, and suddenly said, "Dad, you have taught me since childhood. Being a person must be loyal. Before, our Lin family and Song Zhichao had a good relationship. After all, we also participated in the Wanda foreign trade business..."

In fact, as Wanda Foreign Trade's business in Russia and other places became better and better during this period, as the main supplier of Wanda products, the Lin family made a lot of money, which is also the main reason why Lin Jiahao is hesitant.

By making friends with Song Zhichao, you can continue to let the Lin family take the lead in terms of the crisis and survive the crisis. Your relationship with Wanda Company will be better.

Lin Wannian smiled and smiled contemptuously. He wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin - the paper was stained with red wine, and threw the napkin into the basket. "Nambling is used to wipe the mouth. Since you have finished drinking the red wine, throw it away - you can't miss the meal that comes after saving a napkin. You are younger than me and have been long!"

Lin Jiahao understood, yes, he is still young and has more opportunities, so why bother offending all Hong Kong people for Song Zhichao?

Being alone is the right choice.

...

Kowloon, Hong Kong,

Under Li Group, Jade Garden, real estate construction site—

As one of the top super tycoons in Hong Kong, Li Daheng wore a white hard hat and was inspecting the construction site accompanied by his son Li Er Shao Li Zekai.

Behind the Li family and his son, dozens of staff wearing yellow hard hats were followed by the development of the property. Everyone followed Li Daheng closely, following with respect.

Li Daheng walked to a cement mixing place, stopped, then looked at the remaining cement after the on-site stirring, and suddenly said to the people around him: "Is there no work to start today?"

The person in charge of the supervisor was a fat man. He stood up and said, "Yes, yes, today is the 23rd day of the lunar calendar, and it is the traditional Little New Year, so let everyone have a day off."

Li Daheng nodded, "It is appropriate to have a rest during the Chinese New Year and holidays." Then he bent down and reached out to grab a handful of dry and cracked cement.

The cement shattered in his hands and fell down.

The people around me can't understand it.

Daheng Li clapped his hands, and someone hurriedly took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to him.

Taek Lee took the handkerchief and wiped it, handed it back over, and said to the man: "Thank you."

After receiving praise from Tycoon Li, the man suddenly felt his bones all over his body.

Tycoon Li turned around and said to the fat man in charge: "How much does cement cost now?"

The fat man was stunned and quickly answered a price.

Daheng Li nodded and asked again: "How many sites are there in our construction site like this?"

The fat man said that there were about fourteen or fifteen places.

Li Daheng nodded again: "So can cement like this be used after construction starts?"

The fat man glanced at the stirring, but before he could use the cracked cement, he shook his head and said, "It can't be used - you have to use it immediately after stirring the cement. This kind of dry and cracked cement will cause big problems if it is used."

Daheng Li smiled, "That is to say, all this cement is wasted."

The fat man then understood what it meant. He suddenly felt cold sweat on his head, took out his handkerchief and wiped his face hard, and said, "This... I will supervise them next time. I will stir as much as I use, and I will never waste it!"

Daheng Li smiled even more gently, turned his head and asked his son, Mr. Li, "You can solve it." After that, he didn't even look at the fat man and walked forward with a group of people.

Later, the fat man was about to plead with Li Ershao, but he heard Li Ershao say: "Remember, the money from our Li family is not wasted like this - it can be donated and benefits can be given, but it cannot be wasted. So, I hope to see your resignation letter on my desk tomorrow." After that, he patted the fat man on the shoulder and turned around and left.

Fatty is like losing his parents.

Rest place-

Daheng Li wiped his face with a wet towel. When he saw his son Li Ershao come back, he asked, "How is it?"

"Ba, please don't let me do this in the future - if it were my elder brother, you wouldn't let him fire that fat man."

"Your brother is honest and honest. This is his character - your character is cruel and decisive, so you are the most suitable for this kind of thing." Li Daheng smiled and said.

Li Ershao shrugged indifferently, then took off his glasses, took out a cloth to wipe it, and said, "If you want to be cruel and ruthless, I think someone is sharper than me."

"Are you talking about that Song Zhichao?" Who is Li Daheng? As soon as he heard his son's tone, he knew who he was referring to.

Speaking of which, Tycoon Li really admires Song Zhichao, a young man who is so arrogant that he dares to challenge the tycoons and bigwigs in the Hong Kong entertainment industry. You know, those people are not vegetarians. To put it bluntly, those people are all those who dare to kill people when they are cruel. Now that Song Zhichao offended them, it is probably uncertain whether the good or bad is unknown.

"It's him, no one can make me admire this except him." said Li Ershao.

"Do you admire him? You suffered his losses last time. Why did you admire the person you beaten up?"

"The strong are respectful, you taught me." Li Ershao smiled slightly, breathed in the lenses, and wiped them, "That Song Zhichao poked the hornet's nest. I can burn paper money for him at that time, and of course I can also clean up the mess."

"Purge the mess? When did you become so diligent?" Li Daheng smiled, picked up the mineral water, opened the lid, and took a sip.

Li Ershao narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, put on his wiped glasses again, and praised him: "The glasses need to be wiped before they can be clear - just like you demolish an old building and renovate it, he has messed up the entertainment industry, so I will rebuild it - builders are always the most profitable, right?"

Daheng Lee smiled: "Do you like the entertainment industry?"

"No, you should know that I don't like the entertainment industry, but I like two things in the entertainment industry, one is money and the other is women."

Li Daheng didn't think there was anything about his son's naked statement, and even thought that this was correct. After all, isn't it just these two things that men's motivation for struggle?

"You can earn less money, but it's better for women to touch less - especially those women in the entertainment industry, which are undesirable." said Daheng Li.

"Wrong, for me, women can play less, but the more money it is better-" Li Ershao raised his eyebrows, "So this time I want Song Zhichao to do the magical skill of wedding dress. The more miserable he is, the luckier I will be!"

Young Master Li smiled proudly.
Chapter completed!