In the dim room of the Kowloon Walled City, Lang Hongjie was curled up on the ground like a shrimp, while several thugs around him beat him mercilessly with their fists and kicks.
He remained silent, even though several teeth were knocked out.
"Didn't you eat? Use some strength!"
Shit Qiang stared sullenly at Lang Hongjie, who was on the ground like a knife, with a fierce light in his eyes.
"Tap tap tap!"
At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside, and soon a four-eyed boy ran in and whispered a few words in his ear.
After hearing this, Shi Shi's brows almost knitted into knots. He glared at Lang Hongjie on the ground and shouted reluctantly: "Okay, stop!"
The thugs stopped immediately.
Lang Hongjie, who was on the ground, shivered for a few times, opened his mouth and spat out blood, then wiped the corners of his mouth, stood up unsteadily, looked at Shit Qiang with a painful look on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "I still say the same thing, money."
No, either beat me to death or wait until I give birth again to pay you back."
Hearing this, Shit Qiang's face couldn't help but twitch a few times, and his teeth grinded loudly. He wanted to chop off a few of his fingers to teach the stone in the pit a lesson, but when he thought about this guy, he was the one Lu Le wanted to protect.
, finally chose to follow his heart, waved his hand and said: "Send this one away on the street, damn it!"
Lang Hongjie, who thought he would break a few bones or lose a few fingers, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. He looked at Shitqiang who suddenly became very talkative in surprise, and soon realized that it might be what the person who came in just said.
It worked, but before he could ask any questions, several thugs dragged the bruised and bruised man out of the room and threw him outside the Kowloon Walled City like garbage.
"Uh~"
Lang Hongjie, who was lying on the ground, groaned in pain a few times, got up with difficulty, called a rickshaw and left.
But he did not go to the hospital. Instead, he went directly to his factory office building, summoned the few remaining employees, and began to recruit and rebuild the factory in full swing.
For him now, time is money, and the injuries on his body are not fatal, so he will be over after a while.
And as he began to take action, Chu Heng also instructed A Dong again, asking him to use various methods to spread the news that Lang Hongjie had invested in Xianyu to turn around after living in 1805, and in a few days
Within days, the news spread among some small circles.
For a while, people were talking a lot.
"Really? Is that room so amazing?"
"If you don't believe me, go take a look at Lang Hongjie's factory. Construction has already started."
"The news is accurate. The stepmother's mistress of a friend's second uncle's nephew is friends with Lang Hongjie. He really received an investment of five million, saying that in addition to producing toys, he would also produce new materials.
"
"Holy shit!"
"Which room is he staying in? I'll call the Mandarin Hotel and try to see what happens."
"What the hell, I heard that the reservation for that room is now scheduled for a month later."
As we all know, the people of Hong Kong are superstitious, especially businessmen. Some people even hug and kiss the ghosts made of dead children in order to make good luck. A house that has been haunted is nothing.
Therefore, when the news about Lang Hongjie spread, Room 1805 of the Mandarin Hotel became very popular, and many people came to want to stay there for a night.
And when there are more people staying here, there will always be a few coincidental guests who, after checking out, either win money at the casino, win prizes when buying horses, or conclude business deals.
These people naturally became the hotel's tap water, living examples and making 1805 even more magical.
As for those who had no change after staying there, they didn’t need the hotel to explain. They started to look for the reasons themselves. It was probably either their posture was wrong or they were not sincere enough.
Just like that, after some operations by Chu Heng, room 1805, which was originally talked about by people, became a lucky house, and the reservations were already scheduled until the end of the year of the monkey, so that the other unlucky guy the old man was looking for was not even booked...
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But it doesn't matter anymore, there are so many typical examples, and it doesn't matter if this one and a half is there, it's fine with or without him.
at the same time.
The hotel's discount event lasted for ten days and finally ended successfully, and the occupancy rate, which was almost full, began to decline rapidly, finally stopping at around 60%.
It can be said to be a great success!
A five-star hotel can generate profits if its occupancy rate is between 25 and 30 percent. With an occupancy rate of 60 percent, it can already make a lot of money.
In addition, the several restaurants in the hotel that are open to the public have also been greatly welcomed by the wealthy businessmen on the island. Among them, there is a Chinese restaurant called Wenhua Hall headed by Cheng Xi and a restaurant headed by Duan Changjin with a high salary.
The Western restaurant with a hired Western chef is the best.
At this point, the Mandarin Hotel has completely gotten rid of the shadow caused by the haunting and has resumed normal operation, even better than before.
And Chu Heng was able to divert some of his energy from the hotel, and began to concentrate on his big bargain hunting operation.
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Unknowingly, the time has reached 68 years.
January 13th, Saturday, the 14th day of the twelfth lunar month.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Chu Heng, who was wearing a suit and ties, took Cen Hao and Martin from the presidential suite of the Mandarin Hotel and took a bus to Magisen Gap Road to meet the Deputy Chief Secretary Terrence Owen.
So far, his bargain-hunting operation has basically ended, and he has purchased a total of eight pieces of land, two office buildings, one new and one old, and 19 shops, which were all included in the Pavilion Real Estate name registered by Chu Heng in the name of Stanley Fund.
Next, it will be temporarily managed by Duan Changjin.
The purpose of their trip today was to complete the final deal with Terrence Owen and settle the portion of the benefits that should be paid to him, and then his bargain-hunting operation would come to an end.
Speaking of this, I have to mention the courage of that old boy Irving, he is so cowardly!
A piece of land worth 30 million yuan was acquired with 20 million yuan, and she was not afraid of being dragged away by Dai Linzhi to use Gatling...
The car drove on the road for a while and soon arrived at Irving's official residence.
Having been notified in advance, he directly opened the door of the house and lined up a servant to wait at the door.
After the car arrived, it drove straight into the small parking lot of the house under the command of the servant. After a few people got out of the car, they were respectfully led to the bungalow by the servant.
"Aha, welcome, my friends."
Before they even entered the house, Owen, dressed as an old-school gentleman, came out to greet them, his big face almost bursting into laughter.
"How are you doing? Owen."
"Very good, what about you? I heard that you bought another office building?"
"It's just a small office building, not worth mentioning."
After saying a few polite words at the door, they were invited into the living room by Owen, and after drinking another cup of coffee, Chu Heng put the suitcase in Cen Hao's hand on the coffee table with Owen's anxious expression.
