Chapter 451 Cross-Shareholding

What Xing Baohua didn't know was that the software park employees found the boss's tools very useful, and after scanning the computers at Haina Company, they asked him to let them take them back to the software park for use.

He thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

While you're at it, have them clean up all the computers at Huahong Group upstairs as well.

Time flies, and the security conference is approaching. During this time, Xing Baohua not only checks his specially made email, but also creates a lot of PPTs to explain network security diagrams.

Mr. Qiao arrived in Hong Kong a day early, and Xing Baohua personally went to the airport to pick him up, driving the car directly into the airport.

Xing Baohua and his group arrived more than ten minutes early. Their brightly lit motorcade parked on the side of the road attracted a lot of attention, and many people speculated that some important figure was coming.

Xing Baohua also brought several media outlets with him, and the cameras from two TV stations were already set up, waiting for Grandpa Qiao to get off the plane.

Unfortunately, Mr. Qiao's flight was delayed, and there is still no definite information on when it will land. Some people have already inquired about the exact time.

At that moment, a flight from South Korea to Hong Kong was landing. A girl in first class pointed outside and said to a middle-aged man next to her, "Manager Li, are those cars outside here to pick us up? Wow! It's so grand."

The middle-aged man craned his neck to look outside and said, "Perhaps! The company has contacted the business here. There's some kind of international conference going to be held in Hong Kong these days, and all the world's famous media outlets are coming to cover it. The company will try to get you in touch with some big shots to increase your exposure. Jin Yuan, you have to seize this opportunity."

"Okay, thank you for the company and Agent Li's support," the girl said with a sweet smile. Before getting off the plane, she made a point of looking at the convoy of luxury cars again.

The girl and her agent were traveling in first class, followed by several entourage members in economy class. There were personal assistants, makeup assistants, and two extremely thin security assistants.

Those who got off learned that the convoy more than 100 meters away was likely there to pick them up, and one of the security assistants waved to the convoy, signaling them to come and get them.

Shouting and waving attracted the attention of other passengers disembarking from the plane. When they saw the convoy, they kept their distance, afraid of causing trouble.

Xing Baohua's convoy had many guards standing by the vehicles. They saw someone calling to them, but they ignored it because they hadn't received any instructions.

“Damn it! These Hong Kong people are being incredibly unreasonable. Manager Li, please allow me to go and negotiate with them,” another security assistant said.

“Go ahead, we can’t linger at the airport too long, tell them to hurry up,” Manager Li said.

Before the security assistant who came to negotiate had even gotten within twenty meters, the convoy had already prepared for protection, and at the same time, someone came out and made a stop gesture.

The Korean security assistant ignored the warnings, muttering incoherently as he continued walking forward.

He had barely walked up to the person who had made him stop, and before he could even open his mouth to say anything, he was thrown to the ground with a back throw.

The airport runway surface is very hard; a backflip landing on it is quite impactful. Although the sound is somewhat muffled, it's a solid, intimate contact with the ground.

The Korean guy clutched his stomach for a long time, unable to make a sound. The people in the distance, seeing that their men had been dealt with, also rushed over, cursing and demanding an explanation.

The convoy's actions alerted airport security, and with a whistle, twenty-three people rushed over.

Xing Baohua was completely unaware of what was happening opposite him; he was focused on the information on his tablet.

Suddenly, he felt several figures moving by the car window. He subconsciously looked out and saw his guards forming a human wall.

Because the glass was too thick, he couldn't see clearly and tried to roll it down, but was stopped by the guards inside the car.

I immediately understood what it meant.

He asked the guard, "What's the situation outside?"

"We don't know who it was yet. They rushed towards us as soon as they got off the plane. We've already taken one down, and airport security personnel are here." He pointed ahead to Xing Baohua as he spoke.

Before Xing Baohua and his bodyguards could even make contact with the group, airport security personnel pointed small revolvers at them, and more than twenty people surrounded five or six of them.

Shout in English to make them put their hands behind their heads and lie face down on the ground.

"Manager Li, what, what's going on?!"

"I...I don't know either." Even the usually worldly-wise agent was stunned by the scene.

From the moment they stepped off the plane, waving and shouting, the media brought by Xing Baohua started their work. They hadn't expected such unexpected news today. Regardless of where they were from or their status, anyone who dared to trespass on Boss Xing's convoy was as good as dead.

Airport security personnel quickly took these stupid, arrogant, and conceited Koreans away.

One person from the convoy also went over to find out what was going on. There were also several media personnel, who were very interested in this kind of gossip.

Afterwards, Xing Baohua learned what had happened. Fortunately, it was a misunderstanding. If it had been targeted, Xing Baohua would have moved the meeting to another venue.

After waiting for more than forty minutes, Mr. Qiao's flight finally landed.

Such a rich guy is actually taking a crowded flight? Why doesn't he just buy a plane? He could save so much time!

Xing Baohua walked to the gangway and waited for Mr. Qiao to come down. Xing Baohua hugged him and said, "Steve, welcome to Hong Kong."

Mr. Qiao, who had never set foot on Chinese soil in his entire life, has now indirectly stepped onto it.

When the opportunity arises, let him develop his career in the inland areas.

First, we settled Mr. Qiao back at the hotel. After he put away his luggage, we had a private chat in the hotel's coffee shop.

"Xing, I've seen the latest model of Da Mi's computer. It has good performance, and you've configured it very smoothly," Grandpa Qiao said to Xing Baohua while stirring his coffee.

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