Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 611
  Li Jiankun submitted the delivery notice of "Hongkang Clothing" to Swire Bank. The delivery date is not today, but ten days later.

As an investor, he has the final say. The reason why I came here in advance is to act in accordance with the securities rules of Hong Kong City these days. To put it bluntly, for successful large-amount short selling orders like this, investors must let the securities dealers know before delivery, so that they can raise money to pay compensation.

If notified in advance and the other party still fails to pay compensation in time after delivery, that is their problem. Investors have the right to apply for enforcement.

Of course, there is another point. He broke off the leg of his subordinate and gave his son a big butt bag. We are particular about people, and we always have to show something.

However, Hebrew Schweizer's face was filled with the look of "I was walked away by him", and there was anger in his chest, and he was not happy about it.

"Why wait another ten days? I can still get this little money from Swire Bank!"

"Maybe it will plummet in the next few days."

"You think it's beautiful!"

"Yes, I just like to daydream."

Li Jiankun laughed and had no intention of staying any longer. He patted his butt and stood up, leading Brother Fugui and Lawyer Zhou to leave on their own.

"Hongkang Clothing will plummet again. I have your surname. I got lucky once. Do I really think I am a stock god?"

Behind him came the roar of Hebrew Swayah. After returning from Taipingshan in the morning, he immediately reported the good news to the board of directors that the other party had promised to deliver. Now he doesn't know how to end it.

Li Jiankun stamped his feet slightly and glanced over... Guanniao, such an old man, I still don't want it.

The next day, during a leisurely time, Li Jiankun's cat stayed at the manor and watched TV. Sister Effie knocked on his back and legs, and fed him fruits and ideas from time to time. His little life was very nourishing.

The manor's courtyard is vast, and the wealthy brothers practice martial arts diligently. They are like two wild horses running wild in the courtyard. That energy is really strong.

On the other hand, General Heng Ha's spirit was getting weaker day by day. Real meat is not easy to come by. Lao Liu didn't dare to take them there, so he had to settle for the next best thing and get a lot of pornographic magazines and videos for them. Auntie cleans the room every day and takes out two baskets of wet paper towels.

It's not like Li Jiankun didn't warn them to know how to exercise restraint and force masturbation to hurt their bodies. I can't listen.

It was difficult for them to get even books like "The Shadow of Flowers Behind the Curtain" in the mainland, and it seemed like they had opened the door to a new world. If I don't show off, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop.

The next morning, in the Huang Mansion, a luxury residential area in Happy Valley not too far down the mountain, several heartbreaking howls could be heard in the early morning, and all of a sudden it was noisy.

"It's over, it's over, it's over!"

On the first floor of the main building, in the living room, all the women from the third room were gathered together. The men had just rushed to the company in a hurry.

The head of the Huang family held a fresh copy of "Ta Kung Pao" in his hand. He was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth, sweating profusely, so much so that in order to cover up his aging face, the heavy makeup he applied was all gone. There are some signs of melting.

"Sister, please don't leave again, my eyes are dazzled!"

The second room of the Huang family is sitting on a leather sofa with a mahogany base. She is wearing a crimson cheongsam, but there is no elegance at all. She sinks into the backrest, feeling exhausted.

Her daughter Huang Zilan leaned on her shoulder, moaning, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Over the past year, her monthly pocket money has gradually decreased, from [-] to [-], then to [-], [-], and [-]. It’s been a long time since I went out to play, and I can’t keep up with my friends’ spending. How can I still look like a wealthy daughter?
  I thought things would get better after a while, but the good news didn't come. Suddenly it was revealed that the group's jeans factory was causing wanton damage to the environment and may contain toxic substances! The proof is conclusive and the photos are clear.

What a disaster!

She doubted whether she would have any pocket money next month.

Ding Zhaoling, Yinzhu's mother, was sitting on the corner of the sofa, secretly poking at her thigh flesh to make herself look sad. To avoid being jointly attacked by the other two rooms.

In a wealthy family, the one with the least status is a concubine who is childless and old.

She is not as old as anyone. The problem is that someone is already beyond their capabilities and no longer loves beauty. He only loves money and power, so it's the same reason.

Huang Yinzhu was leaning on the side of the sofa next to her, with her back to everyone, looking expressionlessly at the courtyard outside the window. There was no focus in her beautiful big eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"I'm afraid the company won't be able to handle it this time." Dafang suddenly stopped and said, "The stock market goes up and down, and there is still room for maneuver, but this time it touches the fundamentals, and it's at this juncture again!"

The second room heard the implication, looked at her twinkling eyes, and asked: "You, what do you mean?"

"Second sister, third sister, everyone is here today, and there are no outsiders. I will say some things directly." Ding Zhaoling managed to squeeze out two tears. Life is like a drama. She wants to "survive" in the struggle of wealthy families. She really wants to survive. It required some acting skills, but she was forced to do it. She raised her hand and said: "You say it."

"The master is in a daze. He can't just watch the company collapse..."

The second room interjected: "Definitely, it's his lifetime's hard work."

"But do you think the company can be saved?"

After asking the question, Dafang continued: "He doesn't consider reality at all, but we have to think about the future. In the past year, I have lost [-]% of my savings over the years."

The second roommate answered: "Who is not?"

"What if he lets us take money again this time?" Dafang Zhanzhang asked his soul. "I can't be married to him for the rest of my life and give birth to a son for him, but in the end I won't even get a pension, right?"

The second roommate agreed, "That's what the eldest sister said."

Ding Zhaoling spread her hands and said, "As you know, I have run out of money a long time ago. It was all from Huayinzhu, and I only have a few jewelry left."

"That's money too! Third sister, hide it first. You can't take it out this time no matter what."

Hearing the unprecedented unity of the three people, Huang Yinzhu, who had his back turned to them, laughed silently until bitterness appeared in the corner of his mouth. Look, this is my family that loves each other.

Really, when the tree falls, the hozens scatter.

If there is an afterlife, let her be reincarnated as a kitten. She no longer wants to be born in a wealthy businessman's family.

Coolness is synonymous with it; love is the rarest thing here.

The Hong Kong Group located on Hennessy Road in Wan Chai is now surrounded by reporters carrying long guns and short cannons. The security personnel of the Hong Hong Group in the building were mobilized to build a human wall to prevent them from storming the main door.

Other companies in the same building were also affected. Many employees came to work through the door and had to check their identities before entering. There were constant quarrels and yelling.

Although this seventeen-story building is named by Hongkang Group, not all of it belongs to them.

Under the fiery red sun, there seemed to be an invisible cloud hanging over the building.

On the top floor where Hongkang Group's headquarters is located, you can see through the windows that employees are running around in a panic, calls are pouring in, some people are bumping into each other, and documents are flying; some seats are knocked over, causing others to trip; some water glasses are knocked over. Sprinkle the whole table and turn it into a mess.

There were constant crackling sounds in the chairman's office.

But that doesn't stop things from getting serious. As a listed company, every move will affect market information, and now negative news is flying everywhere.

The news I just received is that people from the Department of Health have set off for Yuen Long. As the major shareholder and legal person of Hongkang Group, Huang Kangnian was told that he needed to stay in the company and that law enforcement agencies would come to question him at any time.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Hong Kong stocks opened.

1214 Hongkang Clothing, a straight line pulls the crotch, and a large number of sales orders appear on the market. Including many sellers who recently believed that Hongkang Garments had fallen to the bottom and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to sell their stocks.

At the same time, in a large client room of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.

Li Jiankun walked in with his wealthy brothers and handed a UBS savings card to Liu Jingyan who stood up to greet her. Her master Gong Kening stood up from a computer. After seeing the gift, he asked: "Accept the order or buy at a low price strategically?"

"Buying low, of course."

Li Jiankun smiled and said: "I'm not a Kaizi. Besides, this money is not mine. It's a little girl's money, so save it."

Last year, he used the [-] million U.S. dollars that Huang Yinzhu earned from "Shaolin Temple", plus his own [-] million dollars that he had promised to lend to her, and converted it into [-] million Hong Kong dollars, and shorted Hongkang Group. The exact amount of profit will not be known until the settlement with Swire Bank nine days later, but it is generally a guess.

He only planned to use this amount of money to clean up the Hongkang Group. In addition, "Shaolin Temple" also paid a lot of dividends this year. Huang Yinzhu kept some on hand and did not let Huang Kangnian plunder them all. The two added together should be enough.

Again, he didn't want Miss Huang to feel that she owed him too much.

(End of this chapter)