Peninsula Hotel.

Xiang Qiang was dressed in a suit, held up his coffee, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Zhang, congratulations on your success in Central's rental market."

"The business you asked me to discuss must be Xinji's rental house, right?"

This time, He Yihai took over the rental housing market, and his cash flow was supplemented to a certain extent.

The leasable market is smaller.

To say cash cows is an exaggeration.

Zhang Guobin took out a document with a smile: "Mr. Xiang, take a look first."

Xiang Qiang took the document, flipped through two pages, and looked surprised: "Mr. Zhang, this is..."

This is a contract of debt on the part of the property owner for a rent.

After Ngee Ann Leasing Company declared bankruptcy, its debt was effectively a piece of waste paper.

When Zhang Guobin signed a contract with the owners, he also asked the owners to transfer their debts, and a large number of owners signed the agreement.

Zhang Guobin didn't spend a penny, but sold Xiang Qiang a favor.

The property owner cannot get a dime from this debt, but Xiang Qiang can use the debt to go to Duan Long to hold him accountable and demand money.

"Give it to you."

"Mr. Xiang."

Zhang Guobin is smiling.

Xiang Qiang took the contract and shook his head: "Thank you Zhang Sheng."

"The losses caused by the financial company's explosion actually affected many company elders and bosses. Many people in the company invested their spare money in the finance company to earn interest. Normally, they would make money even if nothing happened. Now there are many financial companies in the mainland that have suffered explosions.

Due to the opposition, Duan Long had no choice but to abandon the rental market, just to find money to deal with those people."

Everyone in the community has uncles.

The same goes for Xinji.

Those brothers who followed Xiang Qian through life and death, after they retired, became the elders in the society.

Zhang Guobin played with the lighter: "Duan Long has to bleed twice, and his financial resources are probably stretched."

Xiang Qiang nodded: "This time Duan Long can come up with the money."

"I'm surprised."

"Mr. Xiang, you know that I fully support you. Now everyone in the world is saying that Duan Long is going to replace the Xiang family, and Xinji is going to change the dynasty. Personally, I think Xinji is sitting in Stanley, so he really needs to choose another person.

Carry the banner."

"We are both Jianghu people, and no one wants to see a traitor rise to power. If Mr. Xiang needs support, you can talk to me." Zhang Guobin talked eloquently and said sincerely: "Xinji has a grudge against me.

, Duan Long has a grudge against me, and Mr. Xiang is the only one in the entire Xiang family who is my friend."

"I only support you!" Zhang Guobin said.

Xiang Qiang's face turned pale and he said nervously: "Mr. Zhang, thank you very much."

Being exposed about the scandal within Xinji would indeed embarrass Xiang's family, but the meaning behind Mr. Zhang's words ignited an ambition in Xiang Qiang's heart.

I hope that our cooperation with Mr. Xiang will be mutually beneficial just like my cooperation with Mr. Xiang." Zhang Guobin smiled and his words were full of meaning.

This night, the stars are shining brightly.

Duan Long wore a black shirt and took a car all the way to Deep Water Bay, No. 79 Deep Water Bay Road.

The Li family mansion.

This is the mansion purchased by Hutchison Whampoa owner Li Jiacheng five years ago. It is surrounded by dense forests to protect the view and is protected by circles of fences.

The entrance gate is a zigzag ramp, which can prevent cars from hitting the mansion.

There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor in Hong Kong. Being a rich man is a prestigious and dangerous profession. Many rich bosses are constantly appearing in newspapers for the sake of business development.

In a chaotic era, in addition to possessing absolute strength and absolute status, the rich live in seclusion. They are often followed by bodyguards and have security guards hired around the clock to protect their mansions. The mansions are decorated like castles.

Duan Long arrived at the mansion with three cars of people and entered the mansion via phone.

"Mr. Duan." Li Jiacheng was wearing pajamas and stood in the lobby of the mansion with a relaxed expression to welcome guests. However, Duan Long entered the living room under the guidance of a maid who was combing his hair. He bowed humbly and said, "Mr. Li."

Li Jiacheng asked Duan Long to sit down in the living room.

Duan Long took the tea cup and said respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for your support."

Li Ka-shing stared at Duan Long for a moment, then picked up the tea cup and smiled.

He supports Duan Long because he hopes that one day, Duan Long can become the talker of Xinji and coerce the entire Xinji to bear the pressure from He Yihai for him.

It is undeniable that capital is king in business competition and competition must be within the legal framework. However, sometimes competitors cannot be reasonable with you.

Li Jiacheng prides himself on having a good relationship with Gui Lao, and has climbed to a high level recently, but he is far behind his rivals in Jianghu.

After the loss of Pier 6, Hutchison Whampoa lost an important financial source, but this did not mean that Hutchison Whampoa's capital began to sleep.

Capital never sleeps.

The next step is to start buying more land in the mainland and take advantage of suitable opportunities abroad to expand into the Southeast Asian market.

However, Li Jiacheng realized that his opponent's political power was too strong. At some point, he would even have a chance to defeat his opponent if his opponent overturned the table.

He didn't even have a chance to resist. The few small clubs the company had previously supported either had no energy or were deeply afraid.

He proposed to send gunmen to kill a small leader named He Yihai, and the people below him dared to subcontract the gang at different levels. When they were transferred to the Daquan Gang, they were ganged up on.

He Yihai's small leader was not killed, but the leader of the small society had his legs cut off. He realized that the small society could no longer withstand the pressure, and he had to get the support of one of the four major societies. Among the four major societies, only Xin

I remember that at the time when the old and the new were changing, there was an opportunity for outsiders to interfere.

Duan Long fell into the eyes of Li Jiacheng as soon as he came back and forth, and obtained investment from Li Jiacheng. He hoped that the investment in Duan Long would be successful, and Xinji would shoulder the pressure from Heyi on his behalf.

Li Ka-shing has long regarded He Yihai as his biggest competitor.

In the middle of the night, Duan Long drove away from the Deep Water Bay Villa. He felt that he was blessed with great luck and had the help of noble people. In an apartment in Central, Chen Lang threw a string of bracelets into a Feng Shui fishing vat to soak, and held a copy of "The Book of Changes" in both hands.

", raised his head and looked at the starry sky outside the window: "Duan Sheng, if I charge you one million, I can only help you so much.

There is a photo on the bookcase in the room. The photo shows a handsome young man wearing a monk's robe, taking a photo with a real estate magnate.

Nowadays, the public knows that he is the most famous Feng Shui master in Hong Kong, but few people know that in his early years, he started his career by giving Feng Shui inspections to real estate developers.

On the surface, he is a Feng Shui master, but secretly, he is actually a political broker within Xiangjiang British Capital.

Not only does it serve as an intermediary between real estate developers and complement each other in resources, it also has a deep relationship with Gui Lao.

Hutchison Building.

meeting room.

Each parish has to submit the number.

Zhang Guobin wore a suit, sat up straight, and said loudly: "I have something to say."

Yuanbao, Mawang, Landlord, Meijie...

The twelve names on the surface all sit upright with solemn expressions on their faces.

Zhang Guobin said in a deep voice: "Xiniao."

Dongguan Miao, wearing a windbreaker, took two steps forward and said, "Master Bing Duo!"

Everyone turned their attention to the executioner.

"According to the news from the Eagle Group, there are changes within Xinji. Duan Long seems to be preparing to use troops against He Yihai. His subordinates Axe Jun, Du Lianshun, Li Yutian, Xiaodi and other red sticks are all dispatching to fight."

"Xinji Dazai has obviously been going to the boxing gym a lot recently. A group of swordsmen have obviously received settlement fees. They have become active in casinos and bars recently.

King Ma stammered: "No, that's not the case, right?"

"Duan Long is crazy!"

“We are going to touch our Yihai!”

Yuan Bao jumped up from the table and screamed.

Zhang Guobin raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Do you really think that after fighting for the title of No. 1 in Xiangjiang, no one dares to touch you?"

"Two years ago, the name of the largest society in Hong Kong was not He Yihai. Did any of you ask Xinji if you recognized this name?"

I received news that Duan Long got a large amount of banknotes from somewhere and sprinkled them all over from top to bottom."

Deep down in his heart, Zhang Guobin really didn’t want to start a war with Duan Long. Isn’t it good to have peace and tranquility? Nearly half of the people present looked shocked, and deep displeasure suddenly emerged in their hearts.

If you forget to fight, you will be in danger!

The brothers below can be content with being calm.

Big bottoms can’t do it!

The landowner's brows twitched fiercely and he shouted: "Sitting in the palace, He Yihai's reputation is earned through fighting. If Xinji really wants to start a war, then he must fight to the end."

Yuan Bao immediately answered: "That's right, are any of the Yihai brothers afraid of death?"
To be continued...