Chapter 222

Hutchison Whampoa,

Because of the sudden storm, the stock began to show a downward trend.

Facing this situation, Li Xiangjiao naturally understood that someone was fishing in troubled waters behind the scenes, so he immediately began to contact HSBC to raise the stock price, wanting to lure the enemy into the trap.

But facing the counterattack from Hutchison Whampoa, Zhang Cheng was not flustered at all, because he understood that this was the moment Li Xiangjiao's control over Hutchison Whampoa was at its weakest. Once he waited for the future, when the other party completely controlled nearly fifty percent, he wouldn't have the chance to play with them here!

And playing chess is all about the divine move!

Zhang Cheng: In this day and age, who doesn't wear a helmet when playing chess!

Great Han Chess Saint: Smash it for me!

And just after the news of the eldest son of the Li family being kidnapped appeared, what was even more shocking next was the news that Li Xiangjiao had misappropriated Hutchison Whampoa funds in the name of the president and privately sold stocks.

Along with this shocking secret, the people who had been watching Hutchison Whampoa stocks soar were instantly stunned.

Because if this matter were true, they would completely become leeks.

Just as people scrambled to withdraw their shares, many also began to call Li Xiangjiao to ask if this was true.

And facing the sudden inquiries, Li Xiangjiao roared with a face full of anger, "I didn't! The money to save my eldest son was my own money!"

But facing Li Xiangjiao clarifying on television, people could no longer distinguish the truth.

Because the eldest son of the Li family being kidnapped was true, and there were even photos of him being released!

Miserably wearing shorts and being escorted to a car by bodyguards—if this wasn't being kidnapped, was it diving?

Citibank,

In the managing director's office, Lawrence looked at Zhang Cheng, his eyes full of appreciation as he said, "Tang, I have to say, your methods are truly too shameless! But I like it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Lawrence couldn't help but praise him.

Because he had never thought that stocks could be played this way.

Although Zhang Cheng used underhanded tactics, what did that have to do with him?

After all, Li Xiangjiao wasn't his man! His heart was with Great Britain, and he was loyal to HSBC!

"My friend, let me give you a piece of advice: when you succeed, no one will care about the darkness behind you!"

Looking at Lawrence with a smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but grin.

"Boss, we have already acquired six percent of the shares. Do we need to continue?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Gao Jin, who had walked in from outside, couldn't help but ask.

"Continue. When the funds hit the bottom, we'll stop!"

Looking at Lawrence, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Lawrence, I need help!"

"Rest assured, Tang, Citibank will fully support you. Just go ahead and do it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Lawrence also couldn't help but smile.

Because he had finally found someone who could "fight"!

Although Zhang Cheng's strength was still a gap away from Cheung Kong Holdings, he had ambition!

In this struggle, although it looked like Li Xiangjiao had been ambushed, who could have imagined that the weaker Zhang Cheng could actually stab Cheung Kong Holdings in the main artery!

"Who is it? Who is pulling strings behind my back!"

Slamming the table in anger, Li Xiangjiao, sitting in his office, finally couldn't help but explode.

He hadn't been this angry when his eldest son was kidnapped, because he understood that the other party was after money.

But now it was different; the other party wanted to fight at Hutchison Whampoa, which meant they wanted his life!

Back then, to acquire Hutchison Whampoa, Li Xiangjiao had traded how many "secrets" with Michael Sandberg to finally take it down.

But now, someone had actually taken advantage of his lack of attention to strike directly at Hutchison Whampoa!

One must know that Cheung Kong Holdings had not yet fully controlled Hutchison Whampoa.

Once someone entered the market, who would have the final say here in the future was truly uncertain!

HSBC,

After receiving Li Xiangjiao's call, Michael Sandberg couldn't help but be shocked: "Someone wants to seize control? There is already nine percent of the stock in the other party's hands, and I suspect there is someone else behind them!"

Speaking to Michael Sandberg, Li Xiangjiao clearly wanted to use the other party's influence to investigate this matter clearly.

And hearing Li Xiangjiao's words, Michael Sandberg couldn't help but say, "Alright, Li, I will find out as soon as possible!"

Hanging up the phone, Michael Sandberg hurriedly dialed the Securities Commission.

But after the two sides talked for a few minutes, Michael Sandberg couldn't help but curse angrily, "Shit, damn Lawrence! That dirty bastard!"

Yuen Long, in a remote village,

Zhuo Ziqiang looked at the duffel bag placed to the side, his eyes full of excitement.

Because this time, he finally didn't have to die.

"Brother Qiang, you said we..."

Looking at Zhuo Ziqiang, one of the men beside him had a look of greed in his eyes.

Because this was 1.2 billion; if the six of them split it, each person could get 200 million!

"Shut up, are you not afraid of death!"

Looking at the person beside him, Zhuo Ziqiang couldn't help but scold him.

Because he still remembered the fear when Zhang Cheng walked over while he was kneeling on the carpet—how it made his memory fresh!

It wasn't that he didn't have the thought of embezzling it, but compared to taking this money and having to flee for his life, Zhuo Ziqiang was more afraid of the consequences of being caught!

"Bang bang bang!"

A knock on the door sounded.

Just after Zhuo Ziqiang had someone open the door, Gao Jin walked in with a face full of smiles.

"Brother Jin!"

Looking at Gao Jin, Zhuo Ziqiang hurriedly stood up, his eyes full of respect.

"The boss said you did well this time!"

Patting Zhuo Ziqiang's shoulder, Gao Jin draped his arm around him and said, "The boss specifically sent me to see you off!"

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"See me off? Where to?"

Looking at Gao Jin in confusion, Zhuo Ziqiang hadn't even had time to react before he felt his neck being gripped as if by iron pliers.

Struggling for breath, Zhuo Ziqiang fought desperately: "Don't, Brother Jin, I haven't let the boss down!"

"You haven't let the boss down, but the boss wants to let you down!"

With a sudden force, Zhuo Ziqiang's neck was snapped by Gao Jin with his bare hands.

Staring in shock at this scene, the remaining men shouted in terror, "Damn it, Crazy Cheng wants to kill us all!"

However, before they could finish their words, the Krieg soldiers who had stepped forward had already picked up their entrenching tools and started working.

A few minutes later, looking at the blood splattered on the duffel bag, Gao Jin couldn't help but step forward and pat it clean, saying, "Can't you be a little more careful when you work?"

Facing Gao Jin's remark, the Krieg soldiers remained silent.

Covering his face with a twitching mouth, Gao Jin fell silent, because he had forgotten that these people were "mutes"!

However, just as Gao Jin went to "collect the debt," Michael Sandberg also brought people to Citibank.

Because he never expected that the honest and steady Lawrence would actually stab his people in the back.

If it weren't for the Securities Commission confirming that the funds had gone through Citibank, Michael Sandberg would have been wondering who dared to bare their fangs at him on this patch of land.

But just as Michael Sandberg entered the office, a young man was chewing a cigar, sitting in front of Lawrence, and the two were exceptionally relaxed.

"Oh, Michael, why are you here!"

Looking at Michael Sandberg with a face full of smiles, Lawrence stood up and then looked at Zhang Cheng, saying, "Tang, let me introduce you; this is Michael Sandberg, the managing director of HSBC!"

"Mr. Sandberg, I've long heard of your great name!"

Standing up, Zhang Cheng looked at Michael Sandberg, his eyes full of smiles and undisguised playfulness.

Because he knew that the other party had come this time definitely for the Hutchison Whampoa matter!

When the little one gets beaten, the big brother can't sit still; it's truly hilarious!

(End of chapter)