Li Zeju wears a suit and leather shoes and glasses. The fifty-four-year-old business elite is very calm. He began assisting his father Li Jiacheng in handling business at Cheung Kong Industries very early. He is completely different in style from his younger brother Li Zekai, who is known as "Little Superman".
Li Zeju smiled and said, "Hello Jingsheng. I wonder if you are interested in joining the Chang'an Association?"
Jing Gao took out a glass of wine from the waiter's hand, raised it like Li Zeju, and said calmly: "I'll think about it."
He was quite indifferent to Li Jiacheng. The richest man in China for many years is just a businessman. There is no sense of family and country! It is known as "Don't make the last copper penny". In fact, all that is left to you is the last copper.
Li Zeju didn't find it strange and said calmly: "Okay." He was ordered to try to invite Jing Gao, which was originally a test. It is said that Jingsheng criticized his father on some private occasions, and his words were very sharp.
The ghost guy who came with Li Zeju was tall and hairy. He stretched out his hand to shake Jing Gao's hand and grinned: "Mr. Jing, I am a reporter from the BBC, James. The name of James Bond is I think you must have heard of it. I wonder if I can make an appointment with you for an exclusive interview?"
Jing Gao immediately frowned and looked at the ghost guy up and down. No Chinese with a conscience will have a good impression of this son of a bitch media. Look at what these perverts say in their reports, which confuse right and wrong.
Old double standard.
In the land where Jing Gao is now, you can check for yourself what this media is doing.
"What gave you the illusion that I would accept an interview from a double-standard media like you? I suggest you take a look in the mirror first."
James's Chinese skills are not good, but he has obviously experienced many battles. He directly said loudly: "Mr. Jing, I protest to you. You must apologize to me. The BBC is a world-renowned media that provides news to nearly 100 million global users every day. Information…"
Immediately, many people in the audience looked over.
Jing Gao was too lazy to pay attention to him and glanced at Li Zeju. The meaning is obvious. Is this the person you brought?
Li Zeju stood with a smile on his face, as if he didn't see Jing Gao's eyes, and slowly drank red wine from a wine glass. Just when Jing Gao rejected him, the relationship had already broken down. He didn't have to come to the rescue for Idaka.
Guo Lingyu wanted to protect Jing Gao, but she didn't know what her boss was thinking. Remain silent for now.
At this time, the owner Philip Kadoorie, who was still in the living room, hurried over to smooth things over, "Oh, dear James, what happened? Can you keep quiet first?" In the hearts of the Kadoorie family, being a top rich man is important. , or is it more important for journalists?
Do you really think that in a capitalist society, journalists are the uncrowned kings? Or are they government watchdogs, or are they the fourth estate? Is there something wrong with your brain?
This is the power of media tycoons, not of a single reporter!
Philip Kadoorie calmed down the noisy reporter James, spoke to Jing Gao again, and apologized: "Mr. Jing, I am very sorry."
A storm was suppressed by Philip Kadoorie. As a local snake in Hong Kong Island, he still has this ability.
Jing Gao didn't express his anger and smiled, "Just a lowly fly." He took the opportunity to say goodbye to Philip Kadoorie, "Thank you, the Kadoorie family for your hospitality tonight. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."
This is just a small episode in tonight's banquet. He didn't take it to heart.
"I'm also looking forward to cooperating with Mr. Jing." Philip Kadoorie laughed and sent Jing Gao, Guo Lingyu, Wei Chenjun, Dong Youwei, Li Guobao's eldest son Li Minqiao and Erwin out of the living room.
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The villa owned by the Kadoorie family has three floors. In the corridors and small terraces on the second floor, guests can be seen chatting with each other with wine glasses.
Somewhere on the second floor, from a perfect location overlooking the entire first-floor hall, a middle-aged ghost man saw Jing Gao and his group coming out. He tilted his head slightly, as if saying a few words into the air.
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There was cheerful dance music in the hall on the first floor. Many men and women hugged and danced together. The pairs of dancing partners include middle-aged people and young people.
Jing Gao chatted with Li Minqiao while walking. Obviously, he persuaded Li Guobao to hand over power on the way here, and Li Guobao had already made his decision.
Essentially, Igao doesn't mind retaining the Lee family's influence at BEA. All doing things for him. Bank of East Asia is also developing well. The funding path for his unlimited card is from Chenxi Bank.
This is an unlisted private bank that only provides high-quality banking services to top clients with net wealth.
"The Bank of East Asia still needs to expand, acquire, and expand its scale as soon as possible. At present, it is still not strong enough. I hope that the Bank of East Asia can replace HSBC's market share in Asia."
He was not impressed with the British bank.
Li Minqiao memorized the big boss's instructions carefully and said, "Okay, Mr. Jing." As he was speaking, a pretty mixed-race girl pushed him and blocked Jing Gao's path.
She has a pair of beautiful big eyes, deep facial features, and is of mixed race. She has fair skin, wears a dark blue dress, is tall, has long thighs, and has a wild sex appeal. There was some timidity, nervousness and other emotions in his eyes. He said, "Hello, my name is Luna, may I meet you?"
The sound is magnetic and very nice.
There is no doubt that this is a very tasteful and charming beauty.
The men who accompanied Jing Gao all smiled and said nothing. It is obvious that this is a beautiful girl who wants to meet dignitaries. As long as Jing Gao is willing, this is an "encounter" that can be mentioned in casual conversation.
Jing Gao smiled, sighing in his heart that the girl outside was so bold, so he pounced on her and politely declined: "Later." He led everyone outside the villa.
Assistant Dong Youwei has arranged bodyguards and vehicles and is waiting in front of the villa.
Luna looked at the retreating figures of Jing Gao and his group in a daze. fxxx, didn’t you say that the target was young and lustful? What's going on?
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The bulletproof Maybach drove slowly on the mountain road at night, very smoothly.
In the back seat of the car, Guo Lingyu was wearing a pink dress. She was putting her mobile phone in her handbag with a smile on her face. She was very satisfied with Jing Gao's rejection of the sudden appearance of the mixed-race beauty, and asked deliberately. Said: "Mr. Jing, why did you reject that mixed-race girl just now? She is quite beautiful."
Jing Gao lowered the back of his chair and said with a smile, "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
Guo Lingyu was very cooperative and said with a smile: "Listen to the lies first. Then listen to the truth."
Jing Gao lay on his back and said with a smile: "The lie is that she is not as beautiful as you." In Guo Lingyu's angry condemnation, he added: "The truth is, she really does not meet my aesthetic taste. My preference for foreign beauties In terms of aesthetics and appearance, if I want to give 99 points, it would be Audrey Hepburn in Roman Diary, Vivien Leigh in The Blue Bridge, and Sophie Marceau at her most beautiful. Anne Hathaway's peak appearance is slightly worse. a bit.
Okay, let’s not talk about this. Tell me about your aunt and Mr. Ren. "
"I can't tell, but you know it quite well!" Guo Lingyu sneered unceremoniously, and then said unhappily: "I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood to talk to you about these gossips right now. It would be better if you said a few nice words."
Jing Gao smiled and closed his eyes to rest.
Just then, Jing Gao's cell phone rang. It was a call from Director Gu of the Joint Office, whom he had just met at the birthday party. He smiled and exchanged greetings before reminding: "Mr. Jing, you just met by chance in the hall. That little mixed-race girl is a spy from the beautiful country. You have to be careful. Hong Kong Island is the spy capital of the East."
I go!
Jing Gao felt that the hairs on his back were standing on end.
