Li Zeju knew the news immediately, sighed deeply, and said to his father on the phone.
At this moment, his father was in his office on the 70th floor of the building. The two of them were connected by internal telephone.
The reason why I say us is because this time Lanny Mellon organized an attack on Jing Gao, and the Li family was involved.
This is no nonsense. Jinggao's companies and the Li family have already started the most "plain" business war. The two sides are engaged in a price war in the fields of electricity, communications and other fields! So there is no need to worry about anything.
I have been involved in every story, including this vote. The Li family also controls a secondary controller entity of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.
The phone was on the table, hands-free. Li Jiacheng sighed and looked at the familiar Shanlan and high-rise buildings outside the window, "Victor, it's time to work."
The mountain is still the same mountain, the sea is still the same sea, and the city is still the same city. But he has a feeling of a hero in his twilight years!
Li Zeju hung up the phone and held back his thoughts. He actually wanted to discuss this vote with his father.
Obviously, someone skipped the vote. This is not uncommon, America’s congressmen often do this. Everything is business!
But after hanging up the phone, I thought about it and realized that there was really nothing to discuss. If I lost, Jing Gao would be unable to do anything to the Li family for a while. Jing Gao would stare at Lenny Mellon and beat him up!
Next, how should the Li family and Jing Gao compete?
But he was afraid that he still had to pay attention to his younger brother. He probably felt uncomfortable. When Jing Gao first arrived in Hong Kong Island years ago, his younger brother made a lot of high-sounding remarks and published them in the media. This time he was at a disadvantage.
Here in Hong Kong Island, the unhappy Li family has its own merits. Making so much money will always block the way of others.
Li Zeju sighed softly, dialed the internal phone number, and told his secretary: "Start working."
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Compared with the calmness of the Li family and his son, Lenny Mellon, who was waiting for news at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, was not so dignified.
After the initial shock, in front of his assistant, he angrily smashed things in the hotel room to vent his anger, "fxxk, fxxk, fxxk!"
"Who on earth ran away from the vote?" Lanny Mellon was in his forties and had a very typical American white appearance. His expression was a bit ferocious.
The assistant took a look and cautiously suggested: "Mr. Mellon, do you want to call and ask?"
The candidate recommended by Jing Gao, Michael Kadoorie, received 53.6% of the vote. This means that it cannot be a vote runner from a small shareholder. It must be someone from one of the thirteen secondary controller entities.
Lanny Mellon's eyes were red, a bit like a gambler who couldn't afford to lose. He took his iPhone and started calling one by one to inquire. It was not only to vent his emotions, but also to test for information. After losing such a crucial game, he
If you want to take advantage of Jing Gao again in the future, you don't know when you will have to wait! And Jing Gao will definitely take revenge on him next.
He may not be able to resist it!
The Mellon Consortium is the Mellon Consortium, and he is not the leader. It is possible to be sacrificed for reconciliation! His position is the executive director of Greater China at the Bank of New York.
The call was made to Huang Bijuan, the president of HSBC Greater China. Huang Bijuan swore and said: "Mr. Mellon, how could I not vote for Carlos Behrman? I have devoted a lot of time and energy to this matter. Clarence -
I also persuaded Blackett, and his loan still went through HSBC's account."
Lenny Mellon thought for a moment, his fierce eyes softened a little, and he held up his cell phone and said, "Then who do you think it is?"
Huang Bijuan remained silent. How dare she talk nonsense without evidence. After all, she is just a part-time worker! She has no capital at all in front of the American shareholders of HSBC Bank.
When she first heard the voting results, she was also confused! In her heart, she was actually most suspicious of the companies on Wall Street.
If you have breasts, you’re a mother! Those investment bank guys don’t know anything about morality. Making money is the first priority!
Neither of them spoke, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment. But both of them knew in their hearts that Jing Gao's revenge would fall at any time.
Rumor has it that his hands are very dark.
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Stanley, the villa in Jinggao.
The mildly pretentious atmosphere in the garden on the third floor did not last long. As calls came in from all directions, everyone's mood became high.
Watson, who had just joined Henghu Pharmaceutical in Beijing, was the first to call. He had been the CEO of Galaxy Group for many years and had some connections on Hong Kong Island.
"Mr. Jing, congratulations. For winning this seat on the board of directors of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, Mr. Kadoorie's replacement will be in two years. This will give you enough time to operate."
Jing Gao sat at the tea table in the garden and said with a smile: "Watson, thank you!" After a few words of greeting, he hung up the phone.
Wu Jingshu asked for instructions: "Mr. Jing, should we hold a cocktail party to cheer up people's hearts?"
Jing Gao took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "I didn't want to do it originally. People don't care about people, it's just business." When he bought the ticket this time, the financial company in the United States was still willing to sell it. What the heck!
As soon as the words came, Guo Lingyu, who was entertaining everyone in Nanyang at the Shangri-La Hotel, called and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, hold a cocktail party in your luxurious villa! We are all waiting!"
Jing Gao was a little helpless, "Are you all so excited?"
From his point of view, this matter is actually not difficult. A powerful man with unlimited cards can use money to buy tickets. How difficult do you think this can be? Guo Siyue and Guo Lingyu are both well-connected and can help him
Handling this matter is absolutely stable.
So he will be emotionally stable now and not completely show off!
Of course, he has been under pressure for some time. He is afraid of "surprises". It would be very painful if something unexpected comes out of nowhere.
"Why aren't you excited? Although you only won a little bit, it looks dangerous, but it's actually a sure thing! The key is that after you win, the road will be smooth!" Guo Lingyu suddenly changed his tone, and said sweetly: "Brother Jing, I agree.
Bar!"
Jing Gao shook his head speechlessly. She is a thirty-three-year-old woman, and she is still acting coquettishly with him. It can be seen that she is indeed very excited. Of course, he cannot stop it, because Guo Lingyu is already his woman. He knows
She knows his strengths and weaknesses. Her own women act coquettishly, so she has to give her face. "Okay. Let's do it tonight."
Guo Lingyu smiled sweetly, "Mr. Jing, you are quite cruel. You don't even need to stay overnight for a slap in the face. Okay, let's do it tonight. We still have one afternoon, so they can fly over from Nanyang in time."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Gao ordered Wu Jingshu to prepare and asked Zhang Li and Fei Jiayi to assist in tonight's reception.
Everyone congratulated Jinggao one after another and said goodbye one by one.
It was Song Zhiqiu's turn. An eighteen-year-old girl with first-class appearance and temperament pursed her lips vigorously, not knowing what she was thinking.
Jing Gaowen said in a loud voice: "Zhiqiu, your mother and your sister had a good time celebrating the New Year in Bangkok. I won't keep you here. You can go there in the afternoon!"
Song Zhiqiu nodded, "Mr. Jing, thank you. You will go to Bangkok to visit my mother and sister, right?"
"Yes!" Jing Gao was a little helpless, but he still agreed. Zhou Nanman offered him a valuable clue.
Cao Zhuang took Song Zhiqiu away and arranged for her to go to dinner and take a private plane to Jinggao's manor in Bangkok.
At this moment, everyone had left the garden. Only Tan Yunqiu and Fu Yaoyao were left. Tan Yunqiu was wearing a cheongsam. He smiled and stepped forward to hug Jing Gao. He said with a smile: "There are so many big and small fairies waiting for your favor.
It’s quite stressful!”
"You are also a big goblin." Jing Gao laughed, hugging the dignified and cool beauty in cheongsam, and then hugged Yaoyao who was laughing coquettishly next to him, kissed them each, hugged them, and watched the tide in the garden.
Ebb and flow! My heart feels comfortable and stable.
