Chapter 1126

Huang Zongze smiled: "It's just for show, to make him feel the crisis. By then, he will naturally find a way to take action against Deng Jin Hui.

Once Deng Jin Hui dies, the first person the police will target will definitely be this billionaire Zhou from the mainland.

Don't forget, he threatened during a reporter's interview to take out five million US dollars to find out who put out the bounty and chop off that person's head."

Huang Zongze looked up and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp: "Although he finally took back his words, how can water splashed out be taken back?"

Zhao Jingkang picked up the cigar and scissors beside him, cut off the round head of the cigar, and Huang Zongze took a special match, struck it, and bent over to light the cigar for Zhao Jingkang.

"Deng Jin Hui is the bounty holder, as long as we provide evidence to the police, then Zhou Andong will be the biggest suspect in Deng Jin Hui's death. Think about it again, among Zhou Andong's remarks, who among Chris Patten and those British politicians will like him?

They will definitely take this opportunity to deal with Zhou Andong. And, to avoid the mainland overturning the case after the return, those politicians will definitely find a way to get Zhou Andong to London for trial. By then, he won't have to think about coming back for the rest of his life."

Zhao Jingkang pondered. Huang Zongze waved his hand, and a beautiful female waiter not far away walked over with a tray, on which was a bottle of red wine.

Huang Zongze took the wine bottle and poured a little into the wine glass: "In the last hundred years, the British haven't done any democracy, but now Chris Patten is jumping up and down, racking his brains to do it. Isn't he burying mines here?

Zhou Andong has money and influence. Once Xiangjiang returns, this is not a good thing for the British who are making trouble. Therefore, we can be considered to have helped them get rid of Zhou Andong, a future disaster. In next year's election, the British government will definitely support us."

Zhao Jingkang took a puff of his cigar, the smoke slowly crawled out of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Zongze, you have brains, are careful, bold, and thoughtful in doing things. As long as I win the election next year, you will be my only successor."

Huang Zongze curled his lips into a smile: "There is another piece of good news."

Zhao Jingkang asked with interest: "What other good news?"

Huang Zongze held his wine glass and sat back in his chair: "Chen Hansheng lost five million US dollars playing futures and was trapped."

"Oh?" Zhao Jingkang sat up straight: "What's going on, tell me."

"Raw sugar futures have skyrocketed recently." Huang Zongze laughed: "Chen Hansheng took out five million US dollars to speculate on raw sugar. Yesterday, raw sugar prices plummeted, and all five million were trapped.

I haven't paid attention today, but if it continues to fall today, if he doesn't add to his position, he will be forced to close his position."

Zhao Jingkang was stunned and stood up abruptly: "Is this news reliable?"

"This is not a secret." Huang Zongze said: "It's very easy to investigate."

"These five million US dollars are very likely Chen Hansheng's campaign funds." Zhao Jingkang laughed maniacally: "God is helping me, how can Chen Hansheng compete with me?"

Huang Zongze leaned against the back of the chair and shook his somewhat sore neck: "Deng Jin Hui does water business, which is very profitable."

Zhao Jingkang's laughter stopped abruptly. He turned to look at Huang Zongze, his eyes like a venomous snake staring at its prey: "Therefore, Deng Jin Hui must die. As long as he dies, it won't be so easy for Zhao Jingkang to obtain enough campaign funds."

"If Deng Jin Hui dies, there will be Zhao Jin Hui, Liu Jin Hui, and Chen Jin Hui to take over the water business."

Huang Zongze tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest of the chair.

"Chen Hansheng lost five million US dollars, and Deng Jin Hui will likely increase the quantity of smuggled goods to raise enough campaign funds before the New Year."

Zhao Jingkang understood: "Send someone to watch him, and report him as soon as he loads the ship and goes to sea."

"No!" Huang Zongze shook his head: "We also have water business in our hands. If we report Chen Hansheng, he will also retaliate against us."

Zhao Jingkang frowned: "Do you have a way?"

Huang Zongze said with a smile: "Use that billionaire Zhou from the mainland. Before he is arrested, we must make the best use of everything."

"I'm old, I'm old!" Zhao Jingkang was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shook his head with a bitter smile: "I can't even figure out this little thing."

Huang Zongze picked up his wine glass and took a shallow sip: "Doesn't Zhou Andong love his country very much? If he knew that a large amount of smuggled goods were being smuggled into the mainland by sea, he would definitely notify the mainland customs.

In this way, Chen Hansheng won't blame us. By then, as long as the goods are seized, Chen Hansheng's losses will further expand, which will be even more favorable for us in next year's election."

Zhao Jingkang couldn't help but laugh again: "Zongze, with a Zhuge reborn like you by my side, I have no worries."

Huang Zongze stood up and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp: "I should go. The things discussed today are very important, and I have to arrange them personally to be at ease."

Zhao Jingkang waved his hand: "Go, do it boldly, don't be afraid of any mistakes."

"Understood!" Huang Zongze turned and walked towards a Mercedes-Benz parked not far away.

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Hong Kong Stock Exchange, Large Client Room!

Deng Jin Hui looked at the computer screen with a gloomy face, feeling that his heart was overloaded, beating too fast, and his chest was stuffy.

Raw sugar continued to plummet when the market opened in the morning. Now, even if he cut his losses, there was no major force to buy.

It wasn't just him; those international hot money investors were also trapped, and they couldn't cut their losses and leave even if they wanted to.

There are only two roads to take: add to the position, or wait to be liquidated.

Chen Hansheng had a cigarette in his mouth, puffing away, and even the cigar he never left was thrown aside.

Because he felt that only by puffing on cigarettes could he express his terrible mood at this moment.

Although there was that batch of smuggled goods, he didn't have to worry about the campaign funds for the next quarter, but five million US dollars were gone just like that, and his heart still ached.

"Boss!"

Two traders had been sitting there for more than an hour. Seeing that Deng Jin Hui and Chen Hansheng had not spoken, one of them finally couldn't help but speak.

"Make a decision as soon as possible. We don't have much time left. If we don't add to our position in the morning, there might be no chance in the afternoon."

Deng Jin Hui was unwilling. He really wanted to withdraw some funds, but looking at the cliff-like lines, he hesitated again.

"Forget it!"

Chen Hansheng spoke at this time. He didn't understand futures, so he didn't want to take risks anymore.

He lost five million, which he could still bear now. If he threw more money in and lost, he really couldn't bear it.

Deng Jin Hui clenched his fists and finally sighed: "Leave it to fate."