MTL - Centennial Family, Rising From Hong Kong Island-Chapter 344

"Mom, why have you never told me about this!" Huang Xingguang complained.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your father doesn't let me talk about it, and I don't want to trouble Mr. Su. We can live well by ourselves." Mother Huang said.

"¨'Oops, Mom, my dad~damn~"

Huang Xingguang looked resentful. If he knew that there was such a love of incense, and asked his father to say hello to Mr. Su, he would not have been so miserable.

All the money was lost, and the father was mad.

By the way, the secretary just said, this time the vision is good, can those stocks make money?

Huang Xingguang was excited and secretly made up his mind that those stocks could not be sold any more.

If you keep him in the future, it will definitely increase!

What Mr. Su said!

At this time, Ah Cheng, who had been standing beside him, was also shocked.

It never occurred to me that a small Huang family, whose ancestors have owned tea restaurants for three generations, would be able to have a relationship with Mr. Su if they were honest.

Although Mr. Su only worked in the tea restaurant for a few days, since he can remember this experience and can send a wreath when Lao Huang is going to the funeral, this is enough to explain a lot.

The Huang family is amazing!

"Well, this, Guangzai~"

Ah Cheng walked over, without the previous publicity, he said with a silly smile.

"If your money is too tight, our money can be slowed down, so you don't have to worry too much."

"You can pay it back when you have money."

"They're all old friends, so don't worry about the interest."

"Our boss shouted that I still have something to do, and we will talk when we have time~"

After speaking, Ah Cheng patted Huang Xingguang on the shoulder and left.

Although he made the decision without authorization, even if the boss knew about this, he would definitely praise him for doing the right thing.

That wreath is the amulet of the Huang family, who dares to force them?

After Ah Cheng took the people away, the funeral continued, but everyone's mind was drifting.

Who would have thought that the honest and honest old Huang would actually know Mr. Su.

Mr. Su sent a wreath, who can enjoy this kind of treatment? .

Chapter 593 Missing tens of billions, jealousy makes people unrecognizable [Seeking flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! 】

In half a day, the funeral was over.

Lao Zhang returned to his home and couldn't wait to speak to his wife.

"What a rare thing! I encountered a big rare thing today."

"Look at how excited you are, what happened today." Lao Zhang's wife looked up at him, said with a pouted mouth, and continued to watch TV.

He is very aware of the virtues of his husband. On weekdays, he is carefree and open-mouthed, and even the slightest incident can be blown out of the sky.

"I'm not bragging about you today, it's really a rare event." Lao Zhang said excitedly.

"Didn't I go to Lao Huang's funeral today? Do you know who sent the wreath at the end?" Lao Zhang said mysteriously.

"Who else is there?" Old Zhang's wife said indifferently while eating melon seeds.

"Old Huang has no ability in his life, and he still has no friends. Who else can send him a wreath?"

"You'd better pay attention to how we will repay the loan next month, and the child's tuition fee should be paid."

"Now the economy of Hong Kong Island is dying, everyone has no money in their pockets, and fewer and fewer people come to our house to eat fish balls."

"The money I make today is not half as good as before, so it can't go on like this."

Lao Zhang's wife started chattering, talking about money.

His family of 140 ordered fish balls. Although they didn't make a lot of money, they made a lot of money on weekdays.

Affected by the economic crisis, the number of people who eat fish **** has dropped by more than half.

"Oh, don't worry about that for now, just listen to me and finish." If Lao Huang was not allowed to say this, he would be suffocated to death.

He didn't give a **** anymore and said directly, "This afternoon, Mr. Su Shaoze Su sent someone to send a wreath to Lao Huang."

After he finished speaking, he stared at his wife's face, which was exactly as he imagined.

His wife's face instantly froze.

"Mr. Su? Is that Mr. Su from the Galaxy Group?"

Lao Zhang patted his thigh: "Yes, it's that Mr. Su."

"I didn't expect it? I didn't expect it either."

"Don't you know, when you knew that the wreath was sent by Mr. Su, the faces of those in the mourning hall were all very exciting."

"Hey, just like you are now."

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Lao Zhang told his wife what happened at that time in a eloquent manner, and a broken mouth played a role.

"Mr. Su used to work in Lao Huang's restaurant?" Lao Zhang's wife said in disbelief.

As most people think, a boss as big as Su Shaoze, the richest man on Hong Kong Island with a net worth of tens of billions, has also worked before?

"Of course."

"Mr. Su is not one of those rich second-generations who made their fortunes from their parents, but a real self-made man."

"When I came to Hong Kong Island, I was poor and white. I used to work in Lao Huang's restaurant, but I left soon."

"How can he hide a real dragon in that little pond!"

"And I heard that Mr. Su and Mrs. Su met in Lao Huang's restaurant back then, and Lao Huang is considered to be the old man of the two."

...

"It turned out to be like this!" Lao Zhang's wife listened attentively, with a look of rarity on her face. When she talked to those old sisters tomorrow, she had another conversation.

"Old Huang knows such a big man, how can he be so bad?"

"I opened a tea restaurant all my life, and when I came, my son lost all his savings."

Lao Zhang also looked sorry for him: "It's not that the old guy has a stubborn temper, he can't save face, and he doesn't want to cause trouble to Mr. Su."

"It's me! I've been begging to come to the door a long time ago. If nothing else, such a big boss, a little sand particles leaking from the cracks of his fingers can make us endure."

Old Zhang's wife is also busy nodding: "Yes! This old Huang has to think about his son and grandson if he doesn't think about himself! His head is dead."

"Why do you think Lao Huang is so lucky? If only Mr. Su had worked in our fish ball shop back then, he was only a few dozen meters away!"

Both the old man and his daughter-in-law looked regretful.

If I could have a little love with Su Shaoze back then, even if it was just a few more words!

When it's time to be in trouble, I ask for help, and people can remember who they are.

"Okay, this is also the luck of the old Huang. Good luck, and the nobles still think about it when they die."

"Let's imagine how we'll spend next month! Business is getting worse and worse," said Mrs. Zhang's wife.

Back to reality, they are still the common fish ball owner and the lady boss.

Worrying about running around for money.

It just so happened that at this time, Lao Zhang's wife suddenly said loudly to the TV: "Look, isn't this Mr. Su?"

Su Shaoze?

Lao Zhang looked at the TV, which was playing a press conference.

Standing in front of the microphone is a young man, wearing a suit, with a straight figure and a stern face, very handsome and compelling.

It was Su Shaoze!

Although he has always kept a low profile, his photos will appear in newspapers and on TV.

Coupled with his status as the richest man, most people on Hong Kong Island can recognize him at a glance.

"It's really Mr. Su." Lao Zhang said excitedly.

In the past, I didn't feel anything, I felt that I was far away from others, the identity gap was very large, and it was impossible to communicate.

But now, knowing that Su Shaoze's work place was dozens of meters away from his own fish ball shop, Lao Zhang felt more and more cordial when he saw Su Shaoze.

"What did he say?" Old Zhang's wife said curiously. She doesn't know how to read. Don't think that the literacy level on Hong Kong Island is very high.

Traditional Chinese characters are used on Hong Kong Island, and many people do not know the characters, especially some women.

"It seems to be a donation~" Lao Zhang hurriedly turned up the volume of the TV.

"Asia News Agency reported that in recent days, the financial crisis sweeping the world has spread to Hong Kong Island. A large number of enterprises have closed down, employees have lost their jobs, and the people at the bottom have lost their basic living guarantees."

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"Mr. Su Shaoze donated one billion Hong Kong dollars to the charity fund on behalf of Galaxy Group to protect the basic living needs of residents affected by the stock market disaster."

"Guarantee the normal schooling of poor children, and ensure the life of the lonely and widowed elderly..."

The following are some measures to purchase a large amount of basic living materials locally on Hong Kong Island and distribute them.

On the one hand, it can solve the living needs of the people at the bottom, allowing them to spend their money where they are desperately needed.

On the other hand, these orders are all completed on Hong Kong Island, which can bring vitality to those enterprises that are about to collapse and bring employment opportunities to some unemployed people.

Look at the news reports, look at the young man on the screen.

Lao Zhang said with emotion: "One billion Hong Kong dollars can change the lives of many people!"

"Mr. Su is a good person!".

Chapter 594: International consortium, gaming and cooperation [Seeking flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! 】

"Fake, the ghost will congratulate you!" David muttered.

Obviously, his jealous eyes were red, and he said angrily: "I'm here to tell you that you have caused a lot of trouble in the United States this time, and some people are very dissatisfied with you."

The financial crisis ravaged the world, the entire United States evaporated two trillion dollars, countless companies closed down, workers lost their jobs, and the guys on Wall Street also suffered heavy losses.

However, these people in the Hong Kong Island consortium have made a lot of money, and there must be some people who don't like them.

In this regard, Su Shaoze shook his head gently, not worried.

"Not satisfied? Who is it?"

"Citibank? Or the Morgans? Or those cowboys out west?"

"It seems that before the stock market crash, the opponent who signed a gambling agreement with me was Citibank."

"How much will Citibank pay me at the end of the agreement based on the current market?"

"Two billion dollars? Or three billion?"

"In short, this bet against Citibank is definitely lost, and the money is definitely going to be given to me."

"Whether they're satisfied, I care what the loser thinks? Which loser have you seen happy?"

Before the stock market crash, Su Shaoze mainly did two things, speculating on futures indices and shorting the stock market.

The counterparties of the gambling agreement signed by shorting the stock market are more than a dozen banks including Citibank.

The moment the stock market crash happened, they were sure to lose.

Although this amount of money is far less than the amount earned by speculating in futures, it is more stable and does not have such strong heartbeat fluctuations.

You must know that for every index change in the speculative period, Su Shaoze's assets may increase or decrease by several hundred million.

Very exciting.

Comparatively speaking, VAM agreements are not so dangerous, and certainly not so rewarding.