Chapter 467: Quan Douhuan?
Uncle Mei doesn’t even have to jump up and down to unite. He just needs to give a gentle push at the right time, and the communities that are dissatisfied with Hutchison will line up from Tsim Sha Tsui to Yau Ma Tei!
Gui Shoutian picked up Wei Jixiang's photo and looked at it carefully. After confirming that he had never seen this person, he put it away and said, "Okay, then we have a deal. The two of us will use all our connections and relationships to find this person, and we will definitely satisfy you."
Seeing that the deal was finally done, Tietou Nan took the check for 200,000 yuan at the right time.
Don’t think that 200,000 is a small amount. Today, in the 1990s, it was definitely a huge sum of money for most ordinary people.
Even for people like Guishou Tian and Tietou Nan who have hundreds of subordinates, it is not a small number.
After finishing all this, Uncle Mei's expression immediately became gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Yau Ma Tei, Hutchison House.
Lin Zehao, who was processing documents in the office, received a letter from Goryeo.
The letter was sent from the Blue House and was signed by the current head of Goryeo, Jeon Doo-hwan, and was stamped with the government's official seal.
Looking at this signature, Lin Zehao's mind immediately rang with that progressive little song, as if he saw countless young players holding batons and beating the people of Gwangju so hard that they fled in panic.
My name is Chun Doo-hwan, and I beat the people until they scream!
Republic of Korea, Loyalty!
Lin Zehao shook his head to get rid of all the inexplicable things in his mind, opened the letter and began to read.
In general, the wording is very official. Simply put, it is an invitation to such an outstanding businessman as Lin Zehao to invest in Goryeo.
"Brother Hao, is this really a letter from the Blue House? Is it a scam?"
"With the economic downturn now, some people are going crazy and are willing to do anything to make money. This could be a complete scam!"
Li Wenbin analyzed the matter with reason and evidence, and was obviously skeptical about it.
"In fact, it's very simple to find out if it's true or not. All you have to do is make a phone call and ask."
Hearing this, Li Wenbin immediately had a black question mark face and said in disbelief: "No way, brother Hao, do you have acquaintances in the Blue House?"
If his boss could make a phone call to the Governor of Hong Kong, to the senators of the British Empire, or even to the . Congress, he would choose to believe it without hesitation.
Because Brother Hao has industrial layout in these places, and with the development over the years, he has also gotten to know many local dignitaries, so it is not surprising that he can do the above things.
But the company has no industrial layout in Goryeo at all. Under such circumstances, is it really possible to contact the Blue House with just one phone call?
"What if I don't have any acquaintances in the Blue House? It would be fine if I had acquaintances in America."
Lin Zehao gave a meaningful smile, then picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a number on the other side of the ocean.
"Hey, dear Lin, why did you think of calling me? Are you ready for your trip to America?"
Faced with the teasing, Lin Zehao just smiled and said: “Ronan, you know my friend, now is not the time.”
"I came to you this time to ask if you have any acquaintances in the Blue House. I want to inquire about something."
Afterwards, Lin Zehao briefly explained the whole story.
Five minutes later, Ronan called again and confirmed the authenticity of the news. This letter or invitation letter was definitely sent by the Blue House.
"Dear Lin, although this letter is genuine, I still suggest that you stay calm and send your subordinates to take a look. I heard that Goryeo's current policy is not very friendly to groups like chaebols."
"But don't worry. The new commander of the ROK-US military is also the commander of the ROK-US joint forces. Louis Menetti has a close relationship with my family. I will greet him. If you really want to go to Goryeo in person, just contact him with any questions."
Ronan is one of Lin Zehao's partners in the United States. His ancestors made their fortune through the Civil War, and their fortune is very influential today. Many politicians have close relationships with him. This is also a common way of operation for many top American families.
"Thank you very much. Perhaps it won't be long before we can meet in America."
Lin Zehao hung up the phone and Li Wenbin looked stunned.
"Brother Hao, you are too arrogant! You can find the American commander-in-chief in Goryeo with just one phone call!"
"Now we are just walking sideways on the Korean Peninsula, right?"
As we all know, although the president of Goryeo seems to be the most powerful, in fact, the chaebols control the situation. As for Jeon Doo-hwan, he is not included in the list because he is too buggy and did not come to power through normal channels.
However, those financial tycoons who seem to control absolute power actually have American capital behind them.
So, there is no need to say more about how valuable the American garrison in Goryeo is, right?
The traditional food that Koreans are proud of, the army hotpot, is actually made from the garbage that the American troops stationed in Korea didn’t want.
According to the Status of Forces Agreement between the United States and Korea, Korean police can only detain US troops continuously without handing them over to the US military first when they commit twelve serious crimes such as murder, rape, drug trafficking, and beating to death.
Of course, this was only a nominal right of trial. In fact, every soldier who committed a crime in Goryeo would be sent to America for trial.
As for how the trial will be conducted, who will conduct the trial, and whether it is a real trial or a fake trial, it has nothing to do with the Goryeo side.
This shows the status of the US military in Goryeo.
And with the protection of the Commander-in-Chief of the US Forces in Goryeo, even if Lin Zehao peed at the gate of the Blue House, those Koreans would not only not dare to fart, but would have to stand by with a smile and praise him for peeing far away!
This is the naked reality!
It’s just like North Korea now has no way to get rid of polar bears.
Although the two sides do not agree with each other, they actually share the same suffering.
However, no one would have thought that the polar bear would collapse one day, and North Korea would have the opportunity to turn things around and become the eternal sun in the hearts of the North Korean people!
Why are there always tears in my eyes? Because the sun is shining brightly and I dare not look directly at it and can only cry.
Your salt, my vinegar, Chaoshan people pay attention to rice and pot, bowl broken!
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On the top of Taiping Mountain, the words "Lin Mansion" are hung high.
Gao Jin sat in the back seat of the car, watching the large iron gate of the villa slowly open. He felt awe and a lot of emotion in his heart.
Cheng Ren looked at Gao Jin's expression and could probably guess what he was thinking. He couldn't help but whispered to comfort him, "Ah Jin, as long as you can work for Brother Hao, not only will you have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, but there will also be a way to solve the problem of your fiancée."
"With Brother Hao's power, as long as he opens his mouth, your problem will be easily solved!"
Cheng Ren was ordered to find a gambling master, and the first person he thought of was Gao Jin, who was known as the God of Gamblers.
Before they became successful, they had lived and ate together for a period of time, so they had a certain emotional foundation. I thought this was not a difficult task and could be completed quickly.
However, Cheng Ren did not expect that when he finally found Gao Jin after all his efforts, the other party had lost his memory and his IQ became that of a three-year-old child.
Fortunately, through his intervention, the patient was sent to the hospital in time and, using the connections in the community, a top doctor was hired, who finally cured him.
That's why it took so long. I don't know what Brother Hao would think of him, or whether he would think that he is too incompetent.
"Ah Ren, can Brother Hao really agree to my request?"
"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to put forward conditions without any achievements?"
Gao Jin looked worried and felt that life was difficult.
Anyone who loses his memory due to an accident when he is full of vigor and vitality, and finally recovers his memory only to receive the news that his fiancée has died unexpectedly, and even his huge fortune has disappeared, will feel completely hopeless.
In the past, Gao Jin was a complete winner in life. Not only was he handsome, young and rich, he also had a high status in the gambling world and was respected as the God of Gamblers. He also had a beautiful wife and was about to enter the marriage palace.
And now?
Not only was he alone, his fiancée had died, his huge fortune was gone in an instant, and even his enemies were nowhere to be found.
This feeling of wanting revenge but not knowing who to turn to is simply too cruel and torturous.
Gao Jin has been able to hold on until now, which means he is strong enough.
"As long as you show your gambling skills and prove that you have enough ability, Brother Hao values talent the most and will definitely not sit idly by and watch your affairs."
After Cheng Ren said a few words of comfort, he asked, "By the way, what did your cousin say? Wasn't he the one who took care of your fiancée when you lost your memory? I saw him in the hospital last time, and he looked like he was doing pretty well."
Gao Jin shook his head and said, "He was not in Hong Kong Island at the time and had no idea what happened. By the time he came back, it was too late."
Cheng Ren nodded and asked, "You had tens of millions of dollars in assets, but it all disappeared in just a few months?"
Gao Jin sighed and said, "That's just bragging. If I really made so much money, I would have stopped gambling a long time ago."
"In fact, at my peak, my assets were only about 10 million US dollars, and most of them were real estate and stocks, with very little cash."
"According to Gao Yi, because I had no news at the beginning, he was helpless and had to dispose of all these assets in exchange for cash to find out my whereabouts."
After a pause, Gao Jin continued, "I checked and found that these assets were indeed sold to different buyers. He had good intentions, so how could I blame him?"
Just when Chengren wanted to say something else, the car slowly stopped and security personnel came forward to conduct a routine search on the two people.
Ten minutes later, the two were brought to the hall of the villa and saw Lin Zehao, who was wearing pajamas and sitting on the sofa.
"Ah Ren, you'd better give me a strong enough reason to explain why you chose to report to me at this time."
Lin Zehao had a cigar in his mouth and looked smiling, but the first sentence he said almost scared Cheng Ren to death.
"Brother Hao, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were resting. I found a real gambling master, and my colleagues in the gambling world call him the God of Gambling."
"It's just that his current situation is a bit complicated, so I dare not delay reporting to you for a moment."
After Cheng Ren finished explaining, Lin Zehao didn't say anything but just moved his fingers, signaling him to continue.
Seeing this, he quickly recounted Gao Jin's story from beginning to end, not daring to leave out any details.
After doing all this, Chengren stood obediently aside, waiting for the final judgment of fate.
"After not seeing each other for so long, how come you can't even understand my jokes?"
"Okay, stop standing there like an idiot. Sit down."
Lin Zehao said this with a smile, but Cheng Ren felt like one second was hell and the next was heaven. He sat on the sofa with a nervous mood, and all his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
Immediately afterwards, Gao Jin was brought in. He bowed respectfully at first, and then stood aside somewhat stiffly.
Lin Zehao looked Gao Jin up and down and said, "Are you Gao Jin, who is known as the God of Gamblers?"
"If you don't mind, could you show me your skills?"
Gao Jin took a deep breath and said, "Brother Hao, then Gao Jin will show his ugliness."
After getting Lin Zehao's permission, he stretched out his hands towards the poker cards that had been prepared on the table.
At this moment, the crystal chandelier poured gold fragments onto the dark green card table, and the God of Gamblers Gao Jin became the only focus.
The pair of bony hands suddenly drew a silver arc in the air, and fifty-four playing cards fluttered like butterflies between the slender fingers. When turning the cards, the force of the thumb pressing lightly on the back of the cards was as precise as a mechanical scale, and the crisp sound of the cards hitting each other actually produced a rhythm.
The cuffs of the dark-patterned suit stretched out smooth textures as the wrist exerted force, and the array of cards flew across the table like a black eagle spreading its wings. When the whole deck of cards suddenly folded into a fan, four aces of hearts were surprisingly clamped between the fingers of the left hand!
Before the onlookers could see the afterimage clearly, Gao Jin had already thrown the cards into the air, and with a flick of his right hand, all that fell from the sky were the Kings of Spades!
The muffled sound of knuckles hitting the deck of cards broke the silence, and the joker card that was always hidden at the bottom of the deck was now standing on top of his raised middle finger!
After doing all this, Gao Jin casually wiped the table again, and the fifty-four playing cards returned to their original state, as if no one had ever touched them.
Gao Jin's heartbeat quickened, beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he bowed 90 degrees and said, "Brother Hao, I'm sorry for showing off."
Although his movements looked simple and cool, they were extremely mentally and physically demanding. With a big shot like Lin Zehao watching, the pressure suddenly increased several times.
It is said that laymen watch the excitement while experts watch the details. Cheng Ren, who watched the whole process, thought that if he were in their shoes, he would definitely not be able to do all this, and even if he succeeded, he would not look so relaxed and indifferent.
"Based on this move alone, the title of God of Gamblers is well-deserved."
"I believe that Ren has already told you the details, but I will tell you again to show my sincerity."
(End of this chapter)
