Ocean shipping companies are like landlords who hold licenses and collect rent locally. Moreover, as long as East Asia's economic growth can maintain its current pace, its profits will also grow steadily, ensuring a steady profit. What's more, the mainland's economy is just starting out and has not yet switched to the fast track of high-speed development.
Tonight, Nie Zhao had dinner with the Governor-General and they discussed the exact transfer price set by the British Treasury, which was intended to allow him to prepare and raise funds in advance. The exact price was 15% higher than their previous estimate.
The governor didn't do business, and with the economic crisis in Tokyo being quite severe in recent years, he was worried that if it affected the mainland, it would then impact the entire ocean shipping industry, causing the Nie family to lose money on this deal.
Nie Zhao smiled and said, "No one can predict the economic trend of the mainland, but what I bought is the peace between the two countries that you, Governor-General, have carefully maintained over the years. I have great confidence in the future."
In fact, he dared to invest heavily because he was confident in the mainland's macroeconomy. But when facing the governor, he naturally had to attribute all the credit to the governor. However, the governor was indeed very good, and he deserved the title.
It's raining moderately today. In the sweltering heat of July, stepping outside is like being enveloped in a sauna-like humidity.
Beneath the pure white marble pillars, on the rain-soaked steps, a bodyguard's large umbrella was placed over the boss's head. As the main umbrella moved, the bodyguards on both sides also opened their umbrellas. The pure black umbrellas resembled large black lotuses rippling in the raindrops. They quickly moved down the steps, and with a whoosh, everyone closed their umbrellas, and two cars drove away quietly.
The temperature inside the car was the same as indoors, 23 degrees Celsius. Nie Zhao loosened his tie slightly and looked at Wade to the side: "How much do you think Miss Lin and Ms. Christine won at the casino?"
Wade said, "Within half a month, the books showed a full 20 million."
The streetlights outside the window swept across Nie Zhao's eyes, which had become deeper with age, illuminating the wrinkles around his eyes that were much deeper than in his youth. Even when he sneered now, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes would curve into a charming arc, giving him a more approachable charm as he aged compared to his younger days. However, he was still shrewd and ruthless at heart.
He loosened his tie again and said, "As expected of the most shrewd person in Macau, such a generous gesture."
Miss Lin, daughter of Brother Lin, and Christine, daughter-in-law of Sir James, was passing through on her trip. She casually gambled a few rounds at the casino and made a fortune. As long as she paid taxes, the money was clean.
No matter who you are or how you investigate, it remains clean.
Now that they've taken the money, the other party will work hard. And now Hong Kong's wealthy have come to their senses, realizing that the sky won't fall and Hong Kong's development will only get better and better. Such a big business opportunity must be seized, and they'll fight tooth and nail for it.
Wade was actually a little angry: "We've been following this project for eight years, and they're only now preparing to take it over, without any restraint. They're acting like they're openly and brazenly robbing us, with absolutely no business credibility whatsoever."
Nie Zhao said, "The business world is a battlefield. You know how that young master from Macau died."
Wade said in a low voice, "For business."
The allure of money lies in the fact that, like Nie Zhen and that young and promising man in Macau, they both sacrificed themselves for business and brought about a huge turnaround for their family businesses.
Beneath the cold and cruel empire of money, their once vibrant lives were nothing more than lifeless stumps.
Now that the contest has begun, Nie Zhao is determined to win; he is nothing more than one of the countless greedy merchants.
If there's anything that makes him different from others, it's that he doesn't believe in the idea that having many children brings good fortune.
He only wants his son, A Yuan, and he would never trade his son to the devil for business or profit.
He doesn't want too many children; one more daughter would be enough for him.
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The Eight Immortals each used their unique abilities to cross the sea, with one side openly stuffing money into casinos.
Meanwhile, Boss Nie had just returned home when he heard the 'good news' that Colonel Lango was planning to invite his wife to visit the military camp.
Boss Nie is a tough guy like an eagle on the outside, but at home, he's actually just a baby.
He had already gone into the dressing room to change into his pajamas when he came out again: "Arou, you haven't realized it yet, have you? He likes you."
Chen Rou turned around and saw her husband leaning against the door of the walk-in closet, his face mature but his eyes innocent.
He assumed she hadn't noticed that Colonel Rango liked her.
But Chen Rou isn't so oblivious that she doesn't even realize someone likes her.
Back then, Song Yuanchao had a tiny bit of a crush on her, and she not only noticed it but also immediately declared her married status. However, regarding Colonel Yu Lange, she had to correct Nie Zhao: "He didn't just like her; he was lustful."
Well, that description is indeed more accurate.
Nie Zhao also knew that his wife had always disliked the body odor of foreigners, and it was even more impossible for her to like Colonel Rango, a man in his forties or almost fifty.
But what bothered him was, where did Colonel Rango get the confidence to fawn over the richest man's wife?
He felt that the old man was unaware of his own limitations and was somewhat arrogant.
After changing into his pajamas, he came out and saw Chen Rou looking at an overview map of the Sham Shui Po military camp. He knelt down at his wife's feet, put his arms around her, and asked softly, "Sooner or later, you'll beat him up too, won't you?"
Compared to Sir James, Colonel Rango is quite dashing, but compared to Boss Nie, he's just an old man.
She said, "It's hard to say right now, but it's said that his family used to deal in opium and other drugs."
He paused for a moment, then said, "If that's the case, he's asking for a beating."
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