"Daddy, we lost."
Li Zeju knew the news immediately, sighed deeply, and said to his father on the phone.
At the moment, his father is in his office on the 70th floor of the building. The two communicated using the internal telephone.
The reason why I say us is because this time Lanny Mellon organized an attack on Jing Gao, and the Li family was involved.
This is no nonsense. Jinggao's companies and the Li family have already started the most "plain" business war. The two sides are engaged in a price war in the fields of electricity, communications and other fields! So there is no need to worry about anything.
The stories before and after are all involved. Including this vote. The Li family also controls a secondary controller entity of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.
The telephone was on the table, hands-free. Li Jiacheng sighed and looked at the familiar mountains and high-rise buildings outside the window, "Victor, it's time to work."
The mountain is still the same mountain, the sea is still the same sea, and the city is still the same city. But he has a feeling of being a hero in his twilight years!
Li Zeju hung up the phone and held back what was in his heart. He actually wanted to discuss this vote with his father.
It was obvious that someone had run away from the ticket. This is not unusual, America’s congressmen often do this. Everything is business!
But after hanging up the phone, I thought about it and realized that there really was nothing to discuss. If they lose, Jing Gao will be unable to do anything to the Li family for a while. He was so tall that he stared at Lanny Mellon who was causing trouble and beat him up!
Next, how should the Li family and Jing Gao compete?
But he was afraid that he still had to pay attention to his younger brother. I guess I feel bad. When Takashi Maewai first arrived in Hong Kong Island, his younger brother made many high-sounding remarks, which were published in the media. This time I'm at a loss.
It is also rewarding to see the unhappy Li family here on Hong Kong Island. Making so much money always gets in other people's way.
Li Zeju sighed softly, dialed the internal phone number, and told his secretary: "Start working."
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Compared with the calmness of the Li family and his son, Lanny Mellon, who was waiting for news at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, was not so dignified.
After the initial shock, in front of his assistant, he angrily smashed things in the hotel room to vent his anger, "fxxk, fxxk, fxxk!"
"Who on earth ran away from the vote?" Lanny Mellon was in his forties and had a typical American white appearance. His expression was a bit ferocious.
The assistant took a look and cautiously suggested: "Mr. Mellon, would you like to call and ask?"
The candidate recommended by Jing Gao, Michael Kadoorie, received 53.6% of the vote, which means it cannot be a vote-running by small shareholders. There must be someone running away from the thirteen secondary controlling entities.
Lanny Mellon's eyes were red, a bit like a gambler who couldn't afford to lose. He took his iPhone and started calling one by one to inquire. It is both a way to vent your emotions and to test for information. After losing such a crucial game, if he wants to take advantage of Jing Gao again in the future, he doesn't know when he will have to wait! And Jing Gao will definitely take revenge on him next.
He may not be able to resist it!
The Mellon Group is the Mellon Group, and he is not the leader. It is possible to be sacrificed for reconciliation! His title is Executive Director, Greater China, Bank of New York.
The call went to Huang Bijuan, the president of HSBC Greater China. Huang Bijuan swore: "Mr. Mellon, how could I not vote for Carlos Behrman? I have spent a lot of time and energy on this matter. I also persuaded Clarence Blackett, and his loan is still Go to HSBC’s account.”
Lanny Mellon thought for a while, his fierce eyes softened a little, and he held his cell phone and said, "Then who do you think it is?"
Huang Bijuan remained silent. How dare she talk nonsense without evidence. After all, she is just a part-time worker! There is no capital at all in front of the American shareholders of HSBC.
When she first heard the voting results, she was also confused! In her heart, she was actually most suspicious of those companies on Wall Street.
If you have breasts, you are a mother! Those investment bank guys don't know anything about morality. Making money comes first!
Neither of them spoke, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. But both of them knew in their hearts that Jing Gao's revenge would fall at any time.
Rumor has it that his hands are very dark.
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Stanley, villa with well height.
The indifferent and pretentious atmosphere in the garden on the third floor did not last long. As calls came in from all directions, everyone's emotions became high.
Watson, who had just joined Henghu Pharmaceutical in Beijing, was the first to call. He had been the CEO of Galaxy Group for many years and had some connections in Hong Kong.
"Mr. Jing, congratulations. For winning this seat on the board of directors of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, Mr. Kadoorie's replacement will be in two years. This will give you enough time to operate."
Jing Gao sat at the tea table in the garden and said with a smile: "Watson, thank you!" After a few words of greeting, he hung up the phone.
Wu Jingshu asked for instructions: "Mr. Jing, should we hold a cocktail party to cheer up people's hearts?"
Jing Gao took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "I didn't want to do it originally. It's just business if people don't like it." When he bought the ticket this time, the American financial company was still willing to sell it. This is nonsense!
As soon as the words came, Guo Lingyu, who was entertaining everyone in Nanyang at the Shangri-La Hotel, called and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, hold a cocktail party in your luxurious villa! We are all waiting!"
Jing Gao was a little helpless, "Are you all so excited?"
From his perspective, this matter is actually not difficult. A powerful person with unlimited cards can use money to buy tickets. How difficult do you think this can be? Guo Siyue and Guo Lingyu are both well-connected, so helping him handle this matter is a sure thing.
So he will be emotionally stable now and not completely show off!
Of course, there has been pressure for some time. He is afraid of "surprises". I don't know where a moth appears, and it's very painful.
"Why aren't you excited? Although you only won a little bit, it looks dangerous, but it's actually a sure thing! The key is that after winning, the road will be smooth!" Guo Lingyu suddenly changed his tone, and said sweetly: "Brother Jing, just agree. Bar!"
Jing Gao shook his head speechlessly. She is a thirty-three-year-old woman, and she is still acting coquettishly with him. It can be seen that she is really excited. Of course, he really couldn't stop it. Because Guo Lingyu is already his woman. He knew her depths, and she knew his strengths and weaknesses. My own woman is acting coquettishly, so I have to give her some face. "Okay. Then tonight."
Guo Lingyu smiled sweetly, "Mr. Jing, you are quite ruthless. You don't even have to stay overnight for a slap in the face. Okay, let's do it tonight. We still have one afternoon, so they can fly over from Nanyang in time."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Gao ordered Wu Jingshu to prepare and asked Zhang Li and Fei Jiayi to assist in tonight's reception.
Everyone congratulated Jinggao one after another and said goodbye one by one.
It was Song Zhiqiu's turn. The eighteen-year-old girl with first-class appearance and temperament pursed her lips vigorously, not knowing what she was thinking.
Jing Gaowen said in a loud voice: "Zhiqiu, your mother and your sister had a good time celebrating the New Year in Bangkok. I won't keep you here. You can go there in the afternoon!"
Song Zhiqiu nodded, "Mr. Jing, thank you. You will go to Bangkok to visit my mother and sister, right?"
"Yes!" Jing Gao was a little helpless, but still agreed. Zhou Nanman provided him with a valuable clue.
Cao Zhuang took Song Zhiqiu and left. Arrange for her to go to dinner and take a private plane to Jinggao's manor in Bangkok.
By this time, everyone had already left the garden. Only Tan Yunqiu and Fu Yaoyao were left. Tan Yunqiu, dressed in a cheongsam, stepped forward with a smile, hugged Jing Gao, and said with a smile: "There are so many fairies, big and small, waiting for your favor. It must be quite stressful!"
"You are also a big goblin." Jing Gao laughed, hugging the dignified and cool cheongsam beauty, and then hugged Yaoyao who was laughing coquettishly next to him, kissed them each, hugged them, and watched the tide in the garden. Ebb and flow! My heart feels comfortable and stable.
