In the bustling urban streets, handsome men and beautiful women in fashionable clothes are walking on this bustling commercial street with shopping bags in their hands, with happy expressions on their faces.
Driven by strong demand from the huge domestic market, Hong Kong's entrepot trade and port commerce are booming again.
The Southeast Asian financial crisis of 1997 seems to have gone away, at least not a trace can be seen on the streets.
Looking over, the fashionable beauties are wearing women's suits with shoulder pads and brightly colored gauze scarves, which are full of the fashion trends of the late 1990s.
"What?"
"Look, Bujie, the God of Wealth King's motorcade is coming. Wow...it looks very majestic!"
"Wow! It's so spectacular!"
Pedestrians on the roadside stopped one after another, looking at the roaring motorcade, and exclaimed in surprise.
The huge body of the black Chevrolet SUV, carrying a suffocating pressure, drove past the street one after another. In the middle of the convoy were three bulletproof dark-colored Rolls-Royces, followed by several more.
Black Chevrolet SUV…
"The God of Wealth, Wang Zhong, is so powerful. I heard that in the past two years, the flag soldiers in the province and Hong Kong have been rampant and the public security has been chaotic. The Chief of the Special Administrative Region and the Commissioner of Police were called to the Peak of Victoria Peak to reprimand. They are sweating."
"Wow, so, the four wealthy families have outshone each other!"
"Bojie, don't you watch the financial news? This is incomparable. Hong Kong's wealthy families are all pressed to the floor and rubbed. It depends on how good or bad the God of Fortune King is in his mood when he lets go. He is the number one boss.
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"So stylish and beautiful!"
The folk rumors are really bizarre. He was obviously invited to a banquet, but instead he was called to the Peak of Victoria Peak to be reprimanded. The mood of the upper echelons of the Hong Kong government must be on the verge of collapse at this moment.
The gossip that circulates among citizens and neighbors has always been non-startling, and their rich imagination has created one myth after another.
This thing is useless in refuting the rumors. Instead, it gets darker and darker.
Amid a chorus of admiration
The aloof motorcade drove into the courtyard of the Pacific Building one after another. No car rolled down its windows the whole time.
Just like a stone thrown into a lake, ripples appear.
Seeing this scene, many pedestrians who wanted to watch the excitement gathered around. People from three floors inside and three floors outside the yard gathered around.
At the entrance of the compound, several security guards from the building came over to persuade him to leave;
"Dear citizens, please leave. Do whatever you need to do. There is no need to gather around here. There is no good Western view."
"Security boy, the God of Wealth King is in the motorcade, so we can also get rich!"
"I don't know, and don't ask." The security guard of the building said impatiently; "It's so uncomfortable to give the chairman a nickname for nothing! Watch out for the police to warn you of illegal gatherings with evil intentions. Disperse immediately."
These words aroused dissatisfaction among the citizens who were watching, and there was a lot of discussion;
"What a shame, old mother! You can't even look at it, but you won't lose a piece of meat."
"It's okay to lose a piece of meat. Hey! It costs hundreds of millions every minute. You think it's the barbecued pork and bacon sold on the street."
"That's it! You guys all have hooks in your eyes, and you can gouge out hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong paper at a glance. Who can stand it?"
"It's not Hong Kong paper, it's US dollars."
"Hahaha……"
The onlookers talked animatedly and burst into laughter from time to time, completely ignoring the security personnel. This immediately attracted the attention of the police patrolling nearby, who quickly walked over.
"Please cooperate with us and let's all disperse."
"Come on, sir, is it illegal to stand here?"
Having no choice but to explain patiently, the patrol policeman said: "From here, most of the street is private property of other people. The place where you are standing along the street is more than 100 meters long and five meters wide. The green belt is all private property of other people."
, you can take a look at this circle of light-colored floor tiles and ask, please don’t gather here, people have the right to drive people away.”
"Is there anything wrong? A square meter here in Central costs millions, and every inch of precious land is used for greening. Is your head full of water?"
"This little money counts as a ball, just sprinkle it with water."
"Yes, you are confused when talking about money with the God of Wealth King, aren't you? You won't pick up a thousand gold bulls if they fall on the ground. It took hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong paper to bend over. You can't envy it.
"
"Wow, so rich."
"Stop being crazy and let's go."
The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and several foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes were revealed. They stood there thoughtfully and did not leave.
"These gentlemen, you..."
The security captain walked over doubtfully and saw a tall woman turning around.
In an instant, the woman's lustrous light shone brightly, blocking out half of what the security captain had said.
"Excuse me, we are business partners from the United States. We have an appointment with the boss. My name is Catherine, Catherine Rockefeller, um..."
Katherine Rockefeller elegantly raised her white wrist and looked at the Patek Philippe ladies' diamond watch; "We have an appointment at 3:20, so if we come here ten minutes early, it should still be in time."
On the top floor of Pacific Building, the elegantly decorated VIP reception room
"Hello, boss king, I have been looking forward to this meeting for a long time."
"Me too, Miss Catherine."
"But I'm a little disappointed. It seems that you are not as magical as the legend says. You are more like a lucky boy. This makes me wonder where your success comes from?" Miss Katharine Rockefeller was extremely beautiful and said the same thing.
Very sharp.
"Compared to a little reincarnation expert like Miss Catherine, my luck is not worth mentioning. I became the richest man in the world in a daze. Please sit down and talk."
Wang Yaocheng is not easy to deal with. He is neither soft nor hard, giving the opponent a soft nail, and behaves neither humble nor arrogant.
After a brief exchange of greetings, the two parties took their seats respectively.
There was a hint of curvature in the corner of Katherine Rockefeller's mouth, and her big blue eyes stared at Wang Yaocheng inquiringly, as if she wanted to see the flowers on his face.
"It can be seen that Hong Kong people are in awe of you. I don't know what means you use to make them behave like this. This seems to be inconsistent with the humility and courtesy you show in public. Is it because we don't understand or you hide it too deeply?
What you show is what you want others to see, but in fact, you are the tyrant of your own wealth empire."
This question seemed very rude. Katherine Rockefeller was not new to the business world. She wanted to take the initiative in speaking from the beginning, and her attitude seemed aggressive.
"What was Miss Catherine's previous occupation?"
"Lawyer, lawyer specializing in civil litigation."
"I thought you were a reporter or a psychologist. Putting aside your identity as a Rockefeller family, I would have thought you were the host of a late-night 12 o'clock talk show with a strong desire to pry into privacy."
With a merciless irony, Wang Yaocheng's face darkened, and his slender fingers gently tapped the table.
The VIP room fell into silence, no one spoke.
Wang Huiyang, who was sitting next to him, was heartbroken; he knew that his boss was angry and might get angry.
"I respect the Rockefeller family very much, not because of their huge wealth, but because of their outstanding contributions to philanthropy, which deserve the respect and admiration of future generations.
Mr. Lawrence is the "Father of Modern Venture Capital", and there is a detailed information in my company;
As of 1998, Mr. Lawrence Rockefeller had invested in a total of 221 companies in their entrepreneurial stages, achieving remarkable achievements and widespread praise.
Mr. David Rockefeller, who controls the family, is equally admirable. He has a noble personality, is an outstanding financier and philanthropist, and is highly respected.
but
This list does not include you, Miss Katharine Rockefeller.
Before you arrived in this office, I didn't even know who you were and what remarkable achievements you had made.
The only thing that impresses me is that you were born into this prestigious family, that's all."
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Wang Yaocheng's mouth: "You can sit here and talk to me because I respect the name Rockefeller. What Mr. Merck said is very correct. I am really surprised."
After saying that, Wang Yaocheng stood up lazily and walked out.
"Please wait a moment, Boss King, our meeting has not started yet."
"No, it's over."
"Oh, my God, you can't...this is a deal worth tens of billions of dollars." Miss Katherine Rockefeller screamed, her face turning pale.
Wang Yaocheng stopped and turned around slowly, with a sneer on his face;
"I have three listed companies worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and the corporate mergers and acquisitions I have participated in this year are worth tens of billions of dollars. What kind of business do you want to talk about to me? Childish."
After saying that, he strode away, leaving only a few stunned Americans...