This matter became the hottest topic on the streets, in teahouses and restaurants.
"So he's just jealous of a woman? That's too much!"
"Wow! Twenty stores a week! That's a lot of money!"
"Young Master Huo said he wanted to teach Xiaolin Tianwang a lesson. Looks like he's pushed this little Japanese guy over the edge? Is he going to retaliate with the title of director?"
"This is such a great move...tsk tsk, no wonder they're just going for that price regardless of the stock price!" "Ah, when the bosses fight, the shareholders suffer!"
The rules of the sharp rise and fall of "Kobayashi stocks" have therefore been "thoroughly understood" by a wider group of stock investors: they follow up and speculate when news is released or unusual movements are detected; once they see the relevant company publish an announcement that Kobayashi Tianwang holds shares and serves as a director, they immediately liquidate and run away regardless of the cost!
This is a game of passing the parcel while beating the drum, a race against time and with a knife licking blood.
The myth of getting rich quickly and the tragedy of jumping off buildings alternated, turning the Hong Kong stock market upside down.
Amidst this chaos, a powerful counterattack quietly took place.
In the Huo family mansion, the scent of sandalwood curls in the study.
Huo Zhenting frowned slightly as he looked at the report handed over by his subordinates.
Father Huo Yingdong sat aside, sipping tea leisurely.
"Daddy, this little Japanese guy is totally crazy!
Does Xiaolin Tianwang really not value money and squander it like this?"
There was confusion and resentment in Ho Chun-ting's tone.
Huo Yingdong put down his teacup, his shrewd eyes calm and unperturbed: "Did you use your Huo Zhenting's money?"
"Uh... not really..."
"He spends his own money to buy junk stocks and becomes a director of a junk company. What does it have to do with you?"
Fok Ying-tung said calmly, "He caused chaos in the stock market, proving that he is a speculator who does not abide by the rules and undermines the financial stability of Hong Kong Island.
And the things he bought did not help to enhance his voice in high society.
He only holds the empty title of director and controls some dilapidated companies. Who in Hong Kong Island would respect him?
In the eyes of the real upper class people in Hong Kong Island, it is even more of a laughing stock."
He paused, a gleam in his eyes, “What we need to do is not to roll in his mud.
Rather, I want him to see where the company is that has real weight, foundation, and is worthy of the title of "director."
Huo Zhenting's eyes lit up: "Daddy, what do you mean..."
Huo Yingdong smiled slightly: "Hong Kong Land Group."
Peter Ho instantly understood his father's strategy.
The Hong Kong Land Group, a subsidiary of Jardine Matheson, is the largest holder of top-notch office buildings and properties in the core area of Central, Hong Kong Island. It is known as the "Central Land King" and is the symbol and pride of the British financial group. Its status in the business world is extremely respected, far beyond the reach of those small Chinese factories.
Its board seat itself represents enormous influence and status.
"I understand!" Huo Zhenting cheered up. "I'll arrange it right away!" Huo Yingdong nodded slightly. "Do it beautifully."
A few days after the high-profile declaration of war, a charity dinner was held at a high-end club in Mid-Levels, Hong Kong Island, with elegantly dressed celebrities gathering.
It’s the perfect occasion for social exposure.
Peter Ho was dressed in a high-end custom-made suit, looking very dignified.
When talking with several business veterans, he raised his voice seemingly unintentionally: "... young people, it's good to be motivated.
But you also have to know how to make choices.
I heard someone is making a lot of money in the stock market lately?
He got more than 20 directors of companies in one go?"
The guests around smiled knowingly, obviously having heard of Kobayashi Tenno's deeds.
Fok Chun-ting shook his head with feigned regret: "What a pity! I looked at the list: Nanhua Cotton Mill, Wing Lee Plastics... hey, they're all sunset factories barely hanging on, with bleak prospects.
To be honest, the board seats of these companies... Ha!" He chuckled with an undisguised sense of superiority and mockery, "Even if a hundred of them were tied together, what kind of presence would they have?
What say do you have?
In Hong Kong Island, the truly worthy and defining business identities have always been those with deep roots and core assets.”
He looked around with a piercing gaze, his voice growing clearer and more forceful, going straight to the point: "The heritage and weight of British-owned companies are definitely not something speculators can understand!
Take the Jardine Matheson Holdings Group for example, it is the backbone!
It is a symbol of identity, strength, and business reputation!"
At this point, Fok Chun-ting smiled triumphantly and announced loudly, "I'm not afraid to tell you all, I feel that if I'm going to be a director, the only one worthwhile is being a director of Hongkong Land!
So, I made a little effort a few days ago and just got a little bit of shares in Hutchison Whampoa.
Well, I guess a seat on the board of directors shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
"Buzz!" As soon as these words came out, it was like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake!
The scene fell into a moment of dead silence, and then broke out into a dense buzz of discussion!
The eldest son of the Fok family has officially taken over the board of directors of Hong Kong Land Group?! What a stark contrast this is to Kobayashi Tenmo's frantic acquisition of board seats in obscure small companies! On one side are flagship companies that symbolize the dignity and strength of Hong Kong's established British capital, while on the other are those second-rate "junk stock" companies... Who is the peasant, and who is the true aristocrat?
At this moment, the winner is decided!
The reporters present pounced on the scene like sharks smelling blood.
The news could not be stopped at all and swept across Hong Kong like a hurricane.
The next day, the financial sections of major newspapers were practically drowned out by the same explosive news: "Young Master Huo sets his sights on the Central land king! He successfully acquires shares in Hong Kong Land Group and will take over the board of directors!"
"Fok Chun-ting publicly denounced 'junk stock directors' and showed off his status by showing goodwill to Hongkong Land!"
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