The morning light, carrying the scorching heat of June, shone through the gaps in the thick, dark curtains of the Huo family mansion, casting a pale beam on the floor.
The light did not bring warmth, but instead made the oppression in the study more clearly.
Ho Ying-teng sat stiffly behind a large rosewood desk, with almost all the newspapers in Hong Kong today scattered in front of him.
The front pages, without exception, used eye-catching headlines and carefully chosen angles to show his miserable appearance in front of Villa No. 3 in Repulse Bay yesterday - he was severely teased by the Japanese devil named Kobayashi Tenwang.
Ta Kung Pao - "Mysterious young man Lin played tricks on Mr. Huo in Repulse Bay. Is there a ripple in the undercurrents of Hong Kong's wealthy families?"
Sing Tao Daily - "A change has occurred at Repulse Bay No. 3. A fierce dragon from across the river has overwhelmed a local tyrant. The eldest son of the Huo family has lost face!"
Sing Pao - "The blast of firecrackers frightened Young Master Huo so much that he ran away in panic!"
Even worse are the tabloids, with their sensational headlines and full of sarcasm and ridicule.
…
The lead type was like poisoned iron nails, piercing into my eyeballs one by one.
His stiff back or half-dazed face in the accompanying pictures, deliberately captured by reporters, look so stupid and embarrassing.
His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and a foul air mixed with intense humiliation and rage suddenly rushed to the top of his head.
The sense of shame spread rapidly along the blood vessels, gnawing at one's sanity and dignity.
After returning last night, this feeling has been following me like a shadow. At this moment, Ho Chun-ting is being ruthlessly magnified and publicly executed by these newspapers.
The prestige that Young Master Huo had accumulated in Hong Kong Island was trampled into pieces in public by a Japanese boy who had just arrived in Hong Kong Island!
Anger was madly hitting his head, and he suddenly swept all the newspapers on the table to the ground, and the papers flew like paper money for a funeral.
"Xiao...Lin...Tian...Wang..."
These four words were practically ground out from between his teeth, one by one, filled with deep hatred and cold murderous intent.
That seemingly gentle and harmless young face has now become an mortal enemy in Ho Chun-ting's heart.
…
The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the skyscraper of the Huo Group, which symbolized supreme wealth and power.
The driver, Lao Xu, respectfully opened the car door, and Huo Zhenting stepped out with a stern face.
The footsteps made a dull echo on the marble floor of the lobby.
At this moment, he keenly captured the stagnation of the air around him.
The front desk staff, several neatly dressed in uniform, bowed and greeted with a well-trained, professional smile...
At this moment, the arc of the bow seemed three points deeper than usual, but her eyes subconsciously avoided his sharp gaze, with a barely perceptible flicker and fear.
The security guard stood straight as usual, but his eyes drifted to the tie on his chest instead of looking directly into his eyes with awe as usual.
The mirror-smooth interior of the elevator clearly reflected his gloomy expression.
A few low-level employees were huddled in the corner at the back, trying their best to minimize their presence, even breathing lightly.
After a brief silence as the elevator door closed, a mosquito-like whisper, mixed with a slight sneer, vaguely emerged from the crack of the fire escape door that was not closed tightly next to it:
“…Isn’t it true?
Is it really better than eating ginkgo nuts when someone blocks your door?
(Not really?
Were you really turned away at the door?)
"The photo on the South China Morning Post's front page is so clear, and the boss's expression...tsk tsk, as if he swallowed a dead rat!
(The photo on the South China Morning Post headline is so clear, the boss’s expression…tsk tsk, as if he had swallowed a dead mouse!)”
Although the voice was extremely low and there was a door between them, the mockery that was clearly conveyed was like a red-hot needle, piercing Huo Zhenting's eardrum accurately and viciously, and then piercing into the deepest part of his heart.
The lower jaw suddenly tensed, and the teeth ground together with a clattering sound.
He is Ho Chun-ting!
In this building named after him, Huo, in his own kingdom...
For the first time in my life, I felt like a prey that had entered the territory of a wild beast. The gazes from all directions were filled with silent scrutiny and ridicule!
This iron castle, built at great expense, now seemed cold and unfamiliar, and every inch of its reflection seemed to reflect his failure.
"Bang!"
The heavy wooden door of his office on the top floor was slammed shut.
There was a loud noise, which startled the assistant Chen Lirong who was waiting outside the door.
He stood outside the door, breathlessly focused, for three full minutes before he heard a suppressed, hoarse voice calling out from inside: "Come in."
Peter Ho had his back to the door, facing the bustling Victoria Harbour outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The sunlight illuminated his lonely and violent back, and the face reflected in the glass was distorted to the point of being hideous.
"check."
A single word, so cold that there was no warmth at all.
Chen Lirong stood solemnly with his hands hanging down, a chill creeping up his back.
"That Kobayashi Tenmo, in Hong Kong Island..."
Huo Zhenting said coldly, "All his industries, where every penny comes from and where it goes, his partners, even the smallest ones, every chess game he plans to unfold in the future... I want to know!
Clearly and plainly!
Not a single thread or ant can be spared!"
He turned around suddenly, his scarlet eyes fixed on Chen Lirong's face. The beautiful view of Victoria Harbour outside the window was completely dimmed and distorted behind him.
"I want him to have no place in Hong Kong Island." He grinned in a chilling arc, with absolute cruelty. "Within three months, get out of Hong Kong Island completely! Not a single speck of him will be allowed to stay!"
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