Chapter 312: Take action here? Central and Western District, Victoria Peak. As Lin Zehao's luxury convoy slowly drove to the top of the mountain, the security personnel immediately became extremely vigilant. Although they had checked in advance, the safety of their boss could not be neglected at all! On the mountainside, Li Chaoren looked at the slowly departing convoy with a gloomy face, especially the extended Rolls-Royce Silver Spur that seemed to be shining with golden light under the sunlight. His originally good mood immediately turned extremely bad. "This lucky young man, who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, has already started imitating the real rich people, buying luxury houses and luxury cars. He is simply arrogant!" "Just because you make a little money by chance, you start to feel proud. You really don't know what to do!" As Li Chaoren was cursing, a foreigner in a suit and tie slowly approached him. From the badge on his chest, it could be seen that he was a staff member of the asset valuation department of HSBC Bank. "Mr. Li, after our measurement and evaluation, the current market value of your villa is about 10 million Hong Kong dollars, and the fluctuation will definitely not exceed 500,000 Hong Kong dollars." "If you choose to sell it to us, HSBC, we can give you million Hong Kong dollars for the acquisition. After signing the contract, you can pay it in one lump sum."
"If you choose to consign, you decide the transaction amount yourself. We will provide you with potential customers, but if the transaction is successful, we will charge 10 points as an intermediary fee." After the young ghost finished speaking, he looked at Li Chaoren and said, "Mr. Li, what is your choice?" The Peak, as one of the favorite places for wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong Island, has always had high land prices. The most expensive one is of course the top of the mountain. The middle of the mountain, like where Li Chaoren lives, is much cheaper. Due to a wrong decision, Li Chaoren lost to Lin Zehao's Hutchison Holdings in the Canton Road Police Quarters project. Moreover, due to Lin Zehao's actions, the share price of Cheung Kong Holdings plummeted, and it has not recovered until now. Compared with before, Li Chaoren’s wealth has shrunk a lot now, and even his capital chain has been affected. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to sell this newly built villa on the hillside of Taiping Mountain to cash in. After hearing this number, Li Chaoren immediately lost his composure and asked quickly, "It dropped so much?" "I have only lived in this villa a few times since it was built. Not counting the cost of the land, the decoration alone cost me nearly four million Hong Kong dollars!" This figure is nearly twice as much as the 20 million Hong Kong dollars that Li Chaoren had previously expected! The foreigner shrugged and said, "It can't be helped. The quality of the property market is not determined by HSBC, but by the market." "The stock market is not doing well right now, and everyone is affected. The high-end residential area on South Bay Road used to cost nearly 1,700 yuan per square foot, but now it's half the price, and it's still hard to find buyers." "Besides, for a second-hand house, the decoration is not worth much. You may be 100% satisfied with the decoration style, but in the eyes of the next owner, it is just a pleasure and not worth a penny." Seeing that Li Chaoren's face was getting uglier and uglier, and his expression was getting more and more entangled, the foreigner continued to strike while the iron was hot and said, "If Mr. Li decides to sell it, I can give up the commission for this order and add an extra 100,000 Hong Kong dollars to the previous quotation..." “This is my greatest ability.” Although Li Chaoren, who had experienced ups and downs in the business world, could almost instantly judge that the foreigner was absolutely lying, his expression still looked much better. After a moment of silence, he asked, "If it is a loan, how much Hong Kong dollars can be loaned out?" In fact, before this, Li Chaoren had already asked many banks, and the conditions they offered were basically the same. Originally, he thought that he could get some preferential treatment because of his long-term friendship with Shen Bi, the boss of HSBC Bank.
Unexpectedly, that's all. The ghost man immediately said: "Wait a moment." Then he took out a small calculator from his pocket and started calculating. After a series of keystrokes, the foreigner said, "Based on the current interest rate, if you choose to take out a loan, HSBC can provide you with HK$8 million." "The term is two years, and the annualized interest rate is percent." After hearing this number, Li Chaoren finally couldn't help but asked, "Why are the conditions of your HSBC similar to those of other banks?" "There are even no preferential conditions like other banks. I asked before, and there are even two banks whose annualized interest rates are only around 4%." "You know, I have a long-standing friendship with Shen Bi, the boss of your bank." Li Chaoren is not exaggerating, because he and Shen Bi did have a good relationship before. It was Shen Bi who brokered the previous acquisition of Hutchison Whampoa. Although he failed in the end and was beaten to the punch by Lin Zehao, this did not affect the relationship between the two. The reason why Li Chaoren did not call Shen Bi directly was that he felt it would be a bit of a loss to use their friendship for such a matter. The ghost guy still had the same expression, and shrugged again and said, "Sorry, Mr. Li, my authority is limited, and I can't give you more discounts." "If your relationship with Chairman Shen is really that good, then you should just call him directly." "As long as he agrees, many problems will no longer be problems..." While speaking, the foreigner deliberately made an expression that said, "I think you are just bragging," which made Li Chaoren immediately pick up the phone and dial it. "Boss Shen, I'm Li Chaoren, I have something to trouble you with..." After the call was connected, Li Chaoren gave the matter a general account. After a moment of silence, Shen Bi's voice came from the receiver. "Mr. Li, now that you've spoken, I won't just stand by and watch." "Well, I can't change the selling price. After all, the market is there. If you sell it on consignment, I can decide not to charge you for the service fee." "If it's a loan, I can reduce your interest by 20% on this basis, and also increase the amount to 10 million." After a pause, Shen Bi continued, "Mr. Li, I hope you understand that I am just a professional manager after all, and there is a board of directors above me." After thinking for a moment, Li Chaoren said, "In that case, I'll choose to take out a loan. Thank you, Mr. Shen." After a few more polite words, Li Chaoren hung up the phone, looked at the foreigner with a very proud look, and told him all of Shen Bi's conditions. The foreigner did not express any opinion about Li Chaoren's smugness. Instead, he acted in a businesslike manner and said, "Since Mr. Li has already made an appointment with Director Shen, I will leave first." "There should be other personnel to handle the loan procedures for you later." After saying this, the foreigner turned around and left without any reluctance.
Li Chaoren looked at his receding back and immediately began to curse madly, saying, "F**k off!" "You are all people who take advantage of the highs and take advantage of the lows. Before, when I had enough money, you found ways to get me loans every day. Now that my capital chain is tight, it has become extremely difficult to get loans!" "When I make a comeback, I will definitely make you regret your ignorance today!" When listening to Shen Bi's phone call just now, Li Chaoren knew that although the other party agreed to help, he was not really sincere. With Shen Bi's status as the boss of HSBC Bank, shouldn't it be easy for him to approve a loan? Not to mention reducing the interest, even if there is no interest at all, Shen Bi will still find a way to do it! Therefore, the reason why Li Chaoren was angry was not entirely directed at the foreign employee, but also because of Shen Bi. Just when Li Chaoren was getting angry in the villa, a BMW car slowly drove into the villa. The driver's door was opened, and a man wearing square-framed glasses, who looked somewhat like Li Chaoren, walked slowly into the villa. Li Zeju opened the door and saw Li Chaoren standing in the living room. He asked quickly, "Dad, how is it?" Although Li Zeju is still in college, he has already been involved in the family business under the intentional training of Li Chaoren. This is also the usual routine used by wealthy people to educate their children. Few truly wealthy people would let their children work for others outside. "With a loan of 10 million, the capital chain should be able to operate during this period of time." Li Chaoren replied, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Did you come here by yourself?" Li Zeju nodded and said, "Well, what's wrong?" He never likes to have a driver when traveling, but wants to enjoy the fun of driving. "When you go out, you'd better use a driver. What happened to Lin Zehao some time ago is worthy of our vigilance." "If he didn't have so many bodyguards protecting him, I guess we can only see him in the cemetery now..." In this matter, Li Chaoren, like the other wealthy people, stood on the side of Lin Zehao. Even when Hutchison Holdings announced that it would sue the government and the police, the wealthy people in Hong Kong Island chose to support him as always. Because this has nothing to do with personal grudges, but represents the interests of the entire class. As a member of the wealthy class, Li Chaoren must be protected. "Okay, Dad, I got it." Although Li Zeju agreed readily, he actually didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, things like killers and provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers were too far away from his life. At the same time, at the foot of the mountain, an inconspicuous black Toyota was parked on the side of the road. Zhuo Ziqiang, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, looked at the security booth not far away, frowned, and said, "This place has only one road up and down. Once a fight breaks out here, there's no way to escape. This is definitely not a good option." Hu Jishu, nicknamed Bat Mouse, poked his head out from the driver's seat and said, "But the richest people in Hong Kong Island all live here. If we don't take action here, where else can we go?" Zhuo Ziqiang was originally just a small gangster in society with a few younger brothers under him. Although he always wanted to make a name for himself, he was always unlucky and could not find any opportunities. Some time ago, he happened to see a report on TV about the attack by the provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers on the motorcade of Lin Zehao, a newly rich man in Hong Kong Island.
Although the final result was the failure of the group of provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers, Zhuo Ziqiang was inspired by this incident. Since the path of the underworld isn't working out, he might as well become a bandit! In Zhuo Ziqiang's opinion, the most fatal mistake made by that group of provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers was to choose Lin Zehao as their target. There are many wealthy people in Hong Kong these days, but none of them has a security team as strong as Lin Zehao. This is not the way to seek death. At this time, another man sitting in the back seat couldn't help but say, "You are such a fool, do you really want to come to my house to ask for money?" "We must take advantage of the time when these people are out and strike on the road. This is the safest way." Zhuo Ziqiang also nodded and said, "That's right, this way the success rate is the highest. We must first find a target, and then make a plan to take action." "Observe first, then act." They looked at each other, nodded, and said nothing more. Inside the car, silence returned again. At this time, on the top of Taiping Mountain. Lin Zehao was wearing a safety helmet, checking the progress of the construction. Guan Zhilin, Gao Lihong, Lin Qingxia, and Ruan Mei, also wearing safety helmets, followed closely behind him, all with happy smiles on their faces. . Pei accompanied them, holding a notebook in his hand, and was constantly recording the women's needs for their respective rooms. . Pei is no longer surprised by such things. Whenever he designs houses for the rich and powerful, he can basically see such scenes. It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Zehao only brought four women, which is considered a small number. But I have to say that although the number is small, the quality is very high, and they are not the kind of stereotyped beauty, but each has its own characteristics and merits. After Pei finished recording, he closed the notebook and said, "Mr. Lin, according to your idea, the workers are now working in two shifts around the clock to ensure the progress and quality of the project to the greatest extent possible." Lin Zehao nodded slightly and said, "What about the salary? Is it guaranteed?" . Pei nodded and said, "The salary is in accordance with your wishes. All overtime workers will receive overtime pay, and workers who work the night shift will have their salary doubled." "The workers are very excited to earn money, and they work very hard." "I have to say, they are lucky to have such a generous employer like you." This is not flattery, but what I really think. . Pei has been working in the construction industry for many years, and he has rarely met a wealthy man as generous as Lin Zehao. This generosity does not mean that Lin Zehao is willing to spend so much money to build a villa, but that he is very generous in treating the grassroots workers. . Pei has seen too many wealthy people who spend money lavishly, but when it comes to paying workers, they are completely different. They are reluctant to pay even an hour's overtime pay. There are very few people as generous as Lin Zehao. Lin Zehao looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, his dark eyes seemed to contain the whole world, and he said word by word in a magnetic voice: "I also climbed up from the bottom, so I naturally understand their thoughts." "In fact, most people don't ask for much, except that it should be as fair as possible, and they should get corresponding returns for their efforts."
"If they work overtime, then I have to pay them overtime pay. If they are willing to work night shifts, I have to show my appreciation. It's not that I'm generous, I'm just following the rules..." Lin Zehao's words touched Pei Yuming's heart. He nodded in agreement and said with some emotion, "Lin Sheng's realm is really high. Many people live their whole lives but are still confused." "Unfortunately, in today's society, no one has followed the so-called rules for a long time. Especially those in power, they have long regarded the rules that should be followed as a kind of charity..." "This world has long since changed..." . Pei's life can definitely be described as eventful. As a top master in the design world, he has naturally seen countless ups and downs, and the warmth and coldness of human nature. . Pei received a bachelor's degree from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in 1940, entered Harvard University in 1944 to pursue a master's degree, became an assistant professor at the Harvard Graduate School of Design in 1945, received a master's degree in architecture from Harvard University in 1948, and was elected a member of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences in 1967. And this is only part of . Pei’s resume. This shows his lofty status in the design industry. “The tide of the times is rolling, and there will always be people who get lost in it. We just need to stick to our hearts and be ourselves.” "Perhaps, one day, we will be able to lead an era..." Lin Zehao's words seemed to be spoken to . Pei, or to himself, or perhaps to the breeze. At this moment, the sunlight shone on Lin Zehao's body, covering him with a layer of golden armor. Looking at the scene in front of him, . Pei was a little bit unbelievable. He took off his round-frame glasses and rubbed his eyes. When he put on his glasses again, it was as if nothing had happened. …… Taiping Mountain, at the foot of the mountain. Just as Hu Jishu was about to start the car, he saw a convoy of luxury cars, led by a black Mercedes-Benz, slowly driving away. Seeing this, Zhuo Ziqiang hurriedly said, “Don’t move, just stop by the roadside.” Although Hu Jishu was puzzled, it was his boss's order after all, so he immediately turned off the car and pulled up the handbrake. Next, several people in the car subconsciously looked out the window. I saw a number of Mercedes-Benz cars with tiger heads slowly driving away. In the center were two extended models of Rolls-Royce Silverthorn, and behind them were black Mercedes-Benz cars with tiger heads. After waiting for five minutes, the last Mercedes-Benz finally left everyone's sight. Such a large convoy made Hu Jishu a little excited, and he subconsciously asked: "Who is in the car?" "He went out with such a grand ceremony, which means he must have countless money. These cars alone are not a small amount of money..." "Brother Qiang, since we have to take action, let's pick the richest one. Why don't we take him down?" It is still 10,000. If you have monthly tickets, please vote for me. (End of this chapter)