Chapter 573: 569. Subjected to Cold Violence by a Waiter (Please Subscribe and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Hong Kong has begun to surge with activity; from today, Hong Kong's newspapers and news have been flooded with this matter.

Mu Jinyuan, for his part, would certainly not pass up such a home-field opportunity.

Therefore, at the start of the second day, many local Hong Kong news outlets, self-media, and the like began to exert their influence.

"Zhang Ran Provokes Hong Kong"

"Zhang Ran Regards Hong Kong as Nothing"

"Zhang Ran Incites Public Outrage in Hong Kong"

Sensational headlines like these have begun to occupy major propaganda channels, with the goal of inciting dissatisfaction, or even hostility, among the people of Hong Kong.

This time, Mu Jinyuan was clearly well-prepared; at the very least, these media groups had not leaned toward Zhang Ran yesterday.

Consequently, for a time, Zhang Ran actually felt as if everyone was calling for him to be beaten.

Some of the more radical people online have even started shouting, "Zhang Ran, get out of Hong Kong!"

"Dad, what should we do about this situation? Should we fight back?" Although Sicheng was angry, he still maintained his reason.

Regarding such slander, Sicheng admired his father the most, and he also knew what was going on; now that a thief was slandering his father like this, he was naturally angry and furious.

Zhang Ran, however, laughed, "Don't be anxious. Let them make a scene; the bigger the scene, the stronger the backlash they will receive in the end."

"But if this continues, it will be a major blow to your reputation." Sicheng was somewhat unwilling to let it go.

Zhang Ran said, "Reputation? What reputation do I have?"

Seeing that Sicheng still wanted to say something, Zhang Ran waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about these things right now; just go and complete the tasks assigned to you."

Upon hearing this, although Sicheng felt somewhat stifled, he did not say anything more.

"You are quite calm; aren't you afraid that someone will rush in and beat you up?" Prince Haiman laughed.

Zhang Ran glanced at him and said, "Why do I get the feeling that you are gloating over my misfortune?"

Prince Haiman said with a straight face, "You must have seen it wrong. Am I that kind of person?"

"Heh!"

The two joked for a moment before returning to the main topic, "Have you contacted the people I asked you to help with?"

"Rest assured, it has already been arranged. They should send people over this afternoon. Do you really not need me to help negotiate?" Prince Haiman said.

Zhang Ran said, "Better not for now; your status is a bit sensitive, after all."

"Fine, but you should also be careful. I have heard some news that some financial crocodiles have also set their sights on your operation this time; don't let them take advantage of the situation." Prince Haiman warned.

It is difficult for Zhang Ran and the others to keep others from noticing when they make such a big move this time.

This battle between the two sides is also a good opportunity for these people to profit, and they will not let this chance slip by.

Zhang Ran smiled indifferently, "Then we shall see what their methods are. They can come in if they want, but leaving won't be that simple."

Zhang Ran does not have the habit of making wedding clothes for others; since he decided to do these things, he would certainly have considered everything.

Fang Da's company is called Zhengfang Group, and its main business is jewelry; it still has some influence internationally.

Its market value is around 10 billion RMB, which is not a small scale.

And as soon as the Hong Kong Stock Exchange opened this morning, Zhang Ran began to show his fangs, starting to snipe at Zhengfang Group in the stock market.

Massive amounts of capital were poured in, and they began to frantically buy up shares; Zhengfang Group's stock began to rise crazily, and for a time, the stock market suddenly became lively.

Fang Da felt a bit panicked at this moment; while it seems like a good thing for the stock to rise, he actually knew that the stock could not just keep rising like this.

Even more so, he could not let Zhang Ran and the others buy up shares wantonly; Zhengfang Group's shares were still relatively dispersed, and who knows when Zhang Ran might suddenly announce he had become the largest shareholder.

It is even possible for them to directly take control, and at that point, the Fang Family would be completely finished.

And even if he wanted to sell the shares in his hands at that time, it would likely be difficult to sell; Zhang Ran would not let him walk away unscathed like that.

Therefore, what he had to do was to start lowering the heat of the stock price, so he had no choice but to follow up.

Fortunately, at this time, it seemed that overseas capital had intervened and also started to enter the game; although these people did not have good intentions either, it could be considered as slightly relieving his pressure.

In just half a day, Zhang Ran announced a stake disclosure, which meant that within half a day, they had acquired more than five percent of the shares.

This speed was simply astonishing!

And this was also a grand banquet for the people of Hong Kong; this was a great opportunity to make money, although everyone also knew that this was only short-term, and the stock price would soon return to normal, or even potentially drop.

But no one thought they would be so unlucky; they all believed they could dump their shares when the price dropped.

Sicheng was also under immense pressure; this was his first time controlling such an operation, but fortunately, with the help of people like Liu Qingyan, he was barely able to maintain the situation.

At noon, Zhang Ran prepared to go out to eat something, and then he would have to start preparing for the negotiations.

However, while eating, Zhang Ran encountered a small episode; the propaganda that Mu Jinyuan and the others did in the morning still had some effect, at least there were people who were unhappy with Zhang Ran, and it was even a waiter.

Zhang Ran looked indifferently at the waiter with a sour face in front of him, especially watching him hand over the menu somewhat roughly.

"Sir, please order." The waiter said stiffly.

Zhang Ran laughed, "Tell me, why are you getting involved in this? What does this have to do with you? Have I offended you?"

"I don't understand what you mean, sir." The waiter said without any fluctuation.

"Get your manager over here." Zhang Ran couldn't be bothered to say anything more to him.

The waiter sneered and turned to leave; Zhang Ran was somewhat speechless—where did this guy get such great confidence?

"Mr. Zhang, is there something you need?" The manager arrived quickly.

Zhang Ran said indifferently, "Did I not pay you money for staying here?"

"Mr. Zhang is joking." The manager apologized with a smile.

"Then you have an opinion about me?" Zhang Ran said again.

"How could that be? It is our honor for Mr. Zhang to come here." The manager became increasingly polite.

Zhang Ran pointed at the waiter and said, "Then why is he unhappy with me? Or is this your service attitude?"

"Mr. Zhang..." The manager wanted to explain something, but Prince Haiman on the side said indifferently, "No need to explain. The service attitude of a hotel like yours is definitely not acceptable. You had better explain it to your boss."

He had also seen what happened just now, and he was also very angry at the waiter's attitude.