Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 118 ended in a fire (additional update for peizhen)

"Damn, damn thing!"

Browns looked at the report on the TV and roared angrily. He grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed the TV screen.

He gritted his teeth and panted heavily, his chest rising and falling violently with the heavy breathing: "Tin Wenjia, I swear to you that I will never be at odds with you!"

The faith Browns had just established was shattered again. Now he only believes in Jesus and does not believe in the Chinese Bodhisattva.

"Useless things!"

Old Tom looked at Browns coldly, feeling more and more that this guy couldn't achieve greatness: "You really deserve to die. Why did you do something bad? You have to gamble. You deserve to die!"

Now he was angry when he saw Browns' useless son. He threw away his hand and went directly to the bedroom inside. He was busy looking for a loan in the afternoon and was exhausted mentally and physically.

Old Tom had a dream, a nightmare, a big nightmare. He dreamed that the Jiashi Group collapsed and the brand he had built by himself collapsed. He was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed and sat up.

Okay, okay, it’s just a dream.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, turned on the light and saw that it was ten o'clock in the evening. He got up and poured a glass of water before falling back to sleep.

only.

What they didn't know was that a lot of things related to the Jiashi Group happened tonight.

Get up in the morning.

The front-page headlines in newspapers were reporting on things related to Gars. Last night, several nightclubs in Hong Kong had customers fainting after drinking Gars beer. The reason was unknown.

follow.

Another newspaper reported that the nightclub conducted an overnight investigation and found problems in the goods sent from the Jiashi Group. In the photo, a rat's severed foot was floating in an unopened brown glass bottle.

"Damn, damn it!"

Old Tom was so angry that his mouth almost twisted. He slapped the table and roared at the assistant: "Can't you handle this?"

"Tell them, this is wheat husks mixed in the middle, not a broken leg of a mouse at all. Don't they have eyes? Damn it!"

"Also, why did they faint after drinking Jiashi's beer? It's just that their own health is not good. They ate the wrong thing and were poisoned. It has nothing to do with us!"

"How do you do public relations news? You don't know how to do things with money?! Now spend money to get these media, quickly!"

Old Tom was so angry that he couldn't even eat breakfast.

He didn't notice that his son Browns, who was silent, was sitting in his seat and looking at him with twinkling eyes, trembling slightly.

Yes.

After successive incidents, Browns tried to contact Lao Jiang Zhicheng again, but Jiang Zhicheng could no longer be contacted, and anyone looking for him could not be found.

Thinking back to the path Lao Jiang introduced to himself recently, it seems that the prospects are infinitely good, but there seems to be a key point in the end:

Lao Jiang is trying his best to spend money on himself, spending money to expand product lines, purchase raw materials, expand factory construction, anyway, it is spending money externally.

It is precisely because of this that Jiashi's cash flow dried up.

just now.

All kinds of negative news about Carlsberg Beer have come out. Are they all signs of trouble?
Browns shivered in his seat, feeling cold all over him, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

really.

Everything that was supposed to happen still happened, as expected.

noon.

The China Liquor and Drinks Association issued a notice:

"The association deeply regrets and apologizes for the problems of the Jiashi Group. Because the Jiashi Group seriously fails to comply with the association's most basic standards, its membership is now terminated and all cooperation is stopped."

"We will wait until the results of the investigation come out before making any decisions. We always put safety first. We have now sent dedicated personnel to contact the patients who had accidents due to drinking Chias beer to do follow-up work."

"The association has also temporarily set up a special team to investigate the suspected case of a rat's severed hand in the bottle, and the results will be given soon."

With the issuance of the statement, the association's approach immediately received recognition. This announcement also revealed many problems. Public opinion in Hong Kong Island is very developed.

Many shady manuscripts were written blindly without any money in order to generate buzz, relying entirely on speculation. The more they wrote, the darker they became. Jiashi's reputation was on the one-sided trend.

Before the Jiashi Group could take a breath, a bigger blow came. Forget the market collapse, the big market of nightclubs collapsed across the board.

All nightclubs removed any alcohol related to the Jiashi Group within a short period of time. Of course, this was something Wu Zhihui had already prepared.

There were so many plates for Jia Shi, but now they are all stuck.

Wu Zhihui frequently threw out the killer moves he had prepared long ago, and Jiashi couldn't breathe at all. The biggest surprise came when it was confirmed that Browns had pledged [-] shares of Jiashi to borrow money.

With the emergence of this explosive news, the shareholders of Jiashi Group, who were still worried at first, were completely panicked, and some people have already begun to sell Jiashi's shares to the outside world.

They were afraid that if Jiashi failed, there would be no money to be made, so it was better to sell it out as soon as possible rather than rot in their hands.

"Hahaha"

Big D looked at the breaking news one after another and rubbed his hands with fiery eyes: "I can't wait now."

"not enough!"

Wu Zhihui stood on the balcony, looking at the night view of Hong Kong Island at night. The bright neon lights were very charming. He asked: "Do you feel that the sky is a bit dark tonight?"

"dark?"

Big D was puzzled: "It's already dark at night."

"No, not bright enough."

A sharp look flashed in Wu Zhihui's eyes: "Then add some fire and make the day brighter!"

The market collapse of Jiashi Group is not enough. Its foundation is still there, its factories and raw materials are still there.

Three in the morning.

In the Jiashi Group's factory and raw material building area, all the grain that Browns originally purchased on a large scale in response to market expansion was accumulated here.

In the empty factory, the security guard in charge of inspection checked in as usual according to the time. Shortly after he left, a fire suddenly appeared in the factory. The fire was very small, but it spread rapidly.

The wind was very strong tonight, and the fire spread in the factory. The flames shot into the sky, and thick smoke billowed into the sky. The food piled inside burned quickly. As the fire spread rapidly, the night was illuminated by the fire.

When the fire fighters arrived, they couldn't stop the fire from spreading completely, so they could only stand outside and watch.

The fire brought light, but also took away money, real money.

House seemingly endless rain.

Jiashi Group collapsed.Old Tom was woken up by his assistant in the middle of the night, and he couldn't bear it anymore. Until now, he didn't know why so many things happened suddenly, and so many moves came so fast that they couldn't catch them at all.

Eight in the morning.

Old Tom stood in front of the floor-length mirror and arranged his suit meticulously. After arranging his clothes, he put on his glasses and went out in the car.

The bank is open.

Old Tom relied on his connections to handle the loan application as quickly as possible. He was here to withdraw money to repay the debt.

However, the loan that had been promised is now stuck.

The loan manager looked at Old Tom. The smile that bloomed like a daisy when he saw him in the past was no longer there. Instead, he said coldly: "According to the risk assessment, Jiashi Group can no longer afford this 4000 million loan. Your loan has been terminated." , please look for it elsewhere."

"call"

Old Tom breathed out, not surprised by the news at all, or he had guessed it since the factory fire.

He also knew that with the fire, those small shareholders who were originally wavering were completely panicked and rushed to sell Jiashi's shares to the outside world at a lower price.

Old Tom lit his cigar and took a sip, then took out his mobile phone and made a call. After getting through, he said: "Chief Inspector William, do me a favor and make arrangements to send Browns and me back to England as quickly as possible. "

He didn't want to pay back the gambling debts in Australia. He ran away and ran away. He ran back to England and left the mess here. He waited until the limelight was over.

"it is good."

William still cared about his father, an old friend, and made arrangements for them without saying anything.

only.

Whatever the role of Rama Bing, they are in this business. Management and bill collection are all specialties.

He had already predicted what Old Tom was thinking. Browns had been kidnapped by them. Before Old Tom got in the car and left the bank, the call came in: "Thirty-six million gambling debts, plus 600 million in interest. Not even a penny less.”

He raised his hand and patted Browns' face, then punched him. Browns screamed immediately on the phone: "If you lose a piece, your son will lose a leg. Of course, you can also call the police. He will It’s just lifeless.”

"You only have a quarter of an hour. Within a quarter of an hour, I want to see the money come in. If the time exceeds the time, for every extra second, the interest will be 100 million. Up to one hour, I want to see the money, otherwise you are ready to collect his body for him!"

"..."

Old Tom held the hung up phone and froze on the spot. After all his calculations, he could only come up with 2000 million and a half, which was all he had.

A sound of brakes pulled him back.

An inconspicuous Santana car parked next to him. Huo Zizheng, in a suit and leather shoes, got out of the car, looked at Old Tom, and said with a smile:

"The Jiashi Group seems to be in a very difficult situation recently. Now the Jiashi Group's business is in ruins. How about this? We, the Zhejiang Merchants Chamber of Commerce, are very interested in taking over. I will buy it for 500 million yuan. What do you think?"

Fifteen million, which directly cut the market value of Jiashi by nearly half, was like buying Chinese cabbage.

Speaking of it.

He raised his hand to straighten his tie: "Of course, the fifteen million I said is not only to buy the company, but also to buy the original formula of Jiashi. If the taste is not right, it will not work."

Jiashi Group's beer still has a market in Hong Kong Island, relying on its unique taste.

"The bank is open. As long as you agree, the money will arrive immediately after the procedures are completed. Soon, I am a VIP of the bank, and there will be a dedicated manager responsible for me."

Huo Zizheng gestured to the bank in front of him with his mouth open: "I have a good relationship with the manager. If you need to liquidate your assets, I can give you special approval for liquidation. I guarantee it."

He raised his hand and looked at his watch: "By the way, I have a meeting later. Time is tight. I only have a quarter of an hour."

One quarter of an hour.

The time coincides with what Ramabing said just now.

Old Tom stared at Huo Zizheng with heavy breathing: "Did you do it?"

"Have we met?"

Huo Zizheng shook his head disapprovingly: "If I remember correctly, I definitely don't know you. This is the first time we met."

The same was true for Old Tom. He was sure that he had never had any interaction with Huo Zizheng from the Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce before.

Huo Zizheng shook his head: "Don't think too much, I'm just a legal businessman."

Old Tom didn't speak. After looking at Huo Zizheng for more than ten seconds, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I'll sell it. Call someone."

From the incident to the present, the killing moves have been one after another, leaving Old Tom with no ability to parry and no time for him to respond.

He didn't notice that there was an inconspicuous young man sitting in Santana's car, lazily leaning on the seat to relax.

As Old Tom agreed, various personnel who had been prepared for a long time arrived immediately, and everything was prepared in advance.

The time is just right.

Within an hour, Old Tom transferred the money and all the procedures were completed.

The two came out.

Huo Zizheng looked back at Old Tom and waved to him: "See you later, Old Tom."

He opened the car door and got in, glanced at Wu Zhihui sitting in the back seat, took out a Zhonghua cigarette and lit it: "Good idea, then everything will be divided according to our negotiation."

"I will keep the [-]% of the shares that I purchased on the market myself. As for the money I purchased, I will lend it to you without interest. Once you find the money, return it to me."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded: "Thank you very much, Huo Sheng."

"It's just mutual benefit."

Huo Zizheng smiled and extended his hand: "Welcome to the Zhejiang Merchants Chamber of Commerce."

Old Tom stood there, watching the inconspicuous Santana leave.

Soon.

A van drove by, braked suddenly and opened the door. Browns was pushed out of the van, and the van sped away.

Old Tom looked at his son Browns who rolled forward, his body was shaking and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Markets are like battlefields.

The Jiashi Group that Old Tom had worked so hard to manage for most of his life was lost. What made him unhappy was that until now, he didn't know who had done it.

He was very sure that it was definitely not Huo Zizheng from the Zhejiang Merchants Chamber of Commerce who did it, and the other party must have been laying the groundwork for a long, long time.

Who is that?
It doesn't matter anymore, Jiashi has already sent it away.

(End of this chapter)