the world is at stake

Craig knew what Li Cucumber wanted, "If Mr. Li can invite him out to talk, it will definitely help the situation. No one can ignore the power of Great Britain."

These words were like a guarantee, making Li Cucumber stretch his brows and finally burst out laughing.After all, he still believes in the strength of the United Kingdom and believes that foreigners will have some privileges in Hong Kong.

Corresponding information was quickly forwarded to the headquarters of 'Holy Light' in Central, and Yilan received a personal letter from Li Cucuma, inviting Zhou Qingfeng and Hong Kong real estate professionals to gather together.

After all, 'Holy Light' publicly stated that it wanted to enter Hong Kong's real estate market.This is a big fat that has already been occupied by wealthy real estate businessmen from all walks of life. If you want to come in, you should pay homage to the dock first and divide the sphere of influence.

So the information went around to Katya again.The time and place of the party were confirmed, and the assassination team was about to start preparations—Li Cucumber chose the most luxurious Peninsula Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui in Hong Kong, and the time was three days later.

Craig confirmed that Zhou Qingfeng would show up at the Peninsula Hotel in three days, and also called his 'Dragon Slaying Squad' into place.He formulated several plans to ensure that the target would succeed if he stepped into the trap.

According to the idea of ​​the 'low-key club', as long as Zhou Qingfeng is eliminated, even if it provokes the anger of the Chinese side in this world, they will have no scruples.Even the 'European Will' and the 'Brotherhood' agree.

The 'Holy Light' led by Zhou Qingfeng really poses too much threat to other traversers.If you don't get rid of him, everyone will have trouble sleeping and eating.

Regarding Craig's plan, Marcos only asked, "Once the situation is out of control, what will happen if China sends troops to Hong Kong? After all, our manpower is still too small compared to the army."

"Army?" Craig shook his head. "I probably won't meet the army. The worst case scenario is a kidnapping case, where the richest man in Asia will be torn apart. If all goes well, Zhou Qingfeng will die inexplicably."

After all, Marco was a little uneasy, "My people are also under your command, as a backup."

"How many do you have?"

"More than 30. They are all secret agents planted by the CIA all over the world. They are professional killers. They will enter the hotel as tenants, security guards, waiters, maintenance workers, etc."

"Oh, that's great. I've only organized a dozen or so people."

In order to kill Zhou Qingfeng, the two assembled a team of more than 60 people and formed a layer-by-layer assassination net at the Peninsula Hotel, hoping that the target would fall into the net.

Three days later, Hong Kong celebrities started running towards the Peninsula Hotel.Many performing arts stars were invited to join in, adding a bit of color to the gathering of the rich. At that time, they will also perform one or two performances to entertain people with sex.

Heads of big real estate developers in Hong Kong like 'Sun Hung Kai', 'Swire', 'Wharf' and 'Hang Lung' will all be present.Li Cucumber convened, and everyone wanted to make friends with the richest man in Asia who represented the official will of the mainland.

At seven o'clock after nightfall, Zhou Qingfeng took a helicopter and landed on the apron on the top floor of the hotel.He's just here to show off. When Li Cucumber is killed, he'd better act innocent.

After all, media public opinion still needs to be taken care of.

Waiting for this uncle to enter the hotel, someone from the 'Holy Light' secretariat is waiting for him at the hotel.Under the gale of the rotor, a secretary called out to him...

"President, before the real estate summit, there was a joint interview with reporters from several domestic and foreign media."

Zhou Qingfeng walked slowly into the exclusive elevator on the top floor, and asked suspiciously: "Is there such an arrangement in advance?"

"Yes, it's a warm-up event." The secretary replied, "You will be interviewed with the presidents and chairman of other real estate companies."

"Okay." Zhou Qingfeng agreed, and took the elevator all the way to the hotel conference hall where the party was held.The so-called 'summit' is a relatively free buffet, with some weird entertainment programs added.

However, when the elevator opened with a 'ding' sound, two bodyguards in suits with big waists and round waists stood outside the door, wearing black sunglasses, and blocked the door firmly.

Zhou Qingfeng was dressed extremely casually, and the total cost of all his clothes was less than 200 yuan.

When the bodyguard saw someone in the elevator, he only gave way to some space on the side, without any intention of retreating - this posture was to let Zhou Qingfeng squeeze out from the side, so as not to disturb the employer behind the bodyguard.

The secretary who followed was completely at a loss and looked at his president stupidly.

Zhou Qingfeng sneered at this, and didn't mean to declare his family name. He directly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pushed it out, and said with a smile: "Please let me out, don't block my way."

The two bodyguards immediately raised their hands and shouted, trying to push away the miscellaneous fish blocking the door.But before their hands touched Zhou Qingfeng's shoulders, a huge force came from his chest, pushing them backwards.

The bodyguard stepped aside, revealing a woman behind her. Black sunglasses and long wavy hair covered most of her face, but she was a beautiful woman in terms of face shape and figure.

"Oh... I'm so sorry." Zhou Qingfeng took the initiative to apologize after glancing at the woman, "If I knew that a beautiful woman was outside, I would obediently walk aside."

The woman also glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, took the initiative to step aside from the elevator door, and whispered 'I'm sorry'.

Seeing that the turmoil subsided, the group secretary who followed him breathed a sigh of relief.Zhou Qingfeng looked like a ruffian, and wanted to strike up a conversation.But the woman lowered her head, bypassed the man and entered the elevator.

A total of four bodyguards surrounded the woman from front to back, from left to right, and blocked Zhou Qingfeng's sight.

When the elevator door was closed, a bodyguard turned his head slightly and apologized to the woman in Korean, "I'm sorry, miss, it's our fault for the unexpected situation."

The woman kept her face straight and whispered: "Don't you know this person?"

The four bodyguards looked puzzled, probably because they really didn't know each other.The leading bodyguard whispered, "That man's clothes seem to be..."

The last time Zhou Qingfeng wore $200 handmade casual clothes, there was a lot of commotion.Now he wears [-] yuan street stalls, and no one knows him.

The woman sighed helplessly, "That's Zhou Qingfeng, the new richest man in Asia, richer than our family."

The four bodyguards showed suddenly enlightened expressions.

Outside the elevator, Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and asked the group secretary, "Who is that girl?"

"Ah...President, don't you know him?" The secretary was also surprised, "That's Miss Samsung."

At the end, the secretary added, "Unfortunately, I'm married."

Author's Note: The website server was down yesterday, but it has nothing to do with me. It may be attacked, or the website may be too bad.Some readers may have subscribed repeatedly, please contact customer service to see if you can get a refund for yesterday's Chapter 8.One of my parents was a warehouse manager and the other was a salesperson, and they were also laid off in the 90s.I almost couldn't make up the tuition fees for college, and the living expenses in college are only 120 yuan a month. Those who scold me 'Why don't you eat minced meat' can stop. The role of 'Party and Government' was originally not designated, but many people made guesses in the chapters, and I took advantage of the trend to default to 'Zhu' because I have a good impression of him.He was able to go to the Tiananmen Rostrum many times to participate in military parades, at least the party and the government recognized him.If you think 'Zhu' is not a good person, you won too, I am too lazy to argue.In addition, there are also idiots who say that I am a "Hong Kong independence" in Longkong. I have seen a "Hong Kong independence" who writes Hong Kong plots and wants to kill Li Cucumber?What kind of brain is this?

Chapter 09 Bad luck

The elevator door that directly enters the house opens, and the presidential suite on the top floor of the Peninsula Hotel is displayed in front of you.Surrounded by four bodyguards, Miss Samsung Li Fuzhen walked into the living room of the suite with her assistants and servants.

Bright and luxurious is the style, noble and elegant is the connotation. For a lady from a wealthy family, this top hotel suite in Hong Kong is still eye-catching.

The hotel's butler was dedicated and decent, and did not take the initiative to please Li Fuzhen, but mainly introduced the suite configuration to the servant next to the noble lady.

The four bodyguards performed their duties and checked the suite with the gadgets they carried with them to ensure absolute safety.

The hotel butler stood in the distance, leading the eldest lady's servants to introduce them around. When he mentioned the kitchen of the suite, he said that he would be on call 24 hours a day here, and made fun of it by the way.

This place usually does not come in distinguished guests, only...

"I have worked in the Peninsula Hotel for more than ten years, and only one distinguished guest has used the kitchen not long ago." The hotel butler also laughed at himself: "The distinguished guest expressed that he wanted to cook by himself, and we didn't even make any preparations."

"Who is it?" Li Fuzhen sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the suite, took off his sunglasses and stroked his wavy hair.When she heard the butler's voice, she couldn't help asking curiously.

The hotel butler couldn't hear him from the kitchen, it was Li Fuzhen's assistant who called him over.

To the lady's question, the butler smiled and replied, "It's Mr. Zhou Qingfeng, the new richest man in Asia. It's the one you just met in the elevator."

The difference between the rich and powerful is greater than the difference between the rich and the common people.

In '2016', Zhou Qingfeng used his power to make a lot of money. Even if the time and space distortion caused his wealth to shrink, his net worth now exceeds 200 billion US dollars.

In contrast, Lee Kun-hee, the richest man in South Korea, the father of Lee Boo-jin, the head of the Samsung consortium, will only have assets of more than 100 billion US dollars in more than ten years.

Li Fuzhen is currently 30 years old, and she is about to take over the loss-making Shilla Hotel from her father. This time she came to the Peninsula Hotel to experience and learn—her personal assets will be less than US$20 billion after 30 years.

In 2000, Samsung was the top chaebol in South Korea, but it was not so interesting in the world.After all, the development potential of a small country has an upper limit.

For the new richest man in Asia, Li Fuzhen subconsciously remains humble.When the conflict broke out at the elevator door, she immediately apologized - after all, the other party has more money than her father.

"Mr. Zhou likes to cook by himself?" Li Fuzhen was even more curious.

This eldest lady is not as 'silly and sweet' as the media described, but she is actually a shrewd and capable woman.After taking over the loss-making Shilla Hotel, she increased sales sixfold in less than a year.

But in the eyes of a noble lady, a cook is just a cheap job after all.It is surprising that the richest man in Asia can cook.

The hotel butler followed suit with a smile, "Mr. Zhou is probably bored. He is not good at cooking, so we arranged for the hotel's executive chef to come up and give him a demonstration. He had a good time, and we are also very happy."

Anyone who can please the richest man in Asia will be very happy.

Oh... Li Fuzhen whispered, "So he also lived in this suite."

The private life of the rich and powerful is a good source of conversation, so the hotel housekeeper deliberately said a few words to please, "Mr. Zhou lived in alone, without even bringing an assistant.

Now everyone in Hong Kong knows that he likes to wander around the city casually, and can meet him on the street from time to time.He's very friendly and doesn't put on airs. "

affinity?

The plutocrats always appear to be friendly, like Bloomberg riding the New York subway with 'Harden', but that's not the case at all.

This is especially evident in Korean chaebols. The rich and powerful are very easy-going in front of the media, but in reality they treat ordinary people like dogs.It is common for rich people to play with a few starlets to death, and rich girls will force the flight to return at every turn.

Li Fuzhen doesn't believe that the richest man in Asia is really an amiable person, probably just showing off to ordinary people.But just now I saw that guy was dressed casually, not a person who cares too much about the opinions of the outside world.

The hotel butler continued: "The hotel is hosting the Hong Kong Real Estate Summit tonight, and Mr. Zhou will also attend. Before the meeting, there is a press conference that is being broadcast live."

Outsiders are always somewhat curious about Zhou Qingfeng.Even Li Fuzhen is not exempt, after all, the other party is too young and too rich.

The eldest lady turned her head and lost her eyes. The assistant immediately turned on the TV in the living room and tuned to the corresponding channel.As expected, a local TV station in Hong Kong was broadcasting live. On the screen, more than a dozen real estate tycoons were sitting around under the promotional curtain wall.

Zhou Qingfeng chose a side seat, sitting in a lazy posture.Compared with other old men in their seventies and eighties, he in his twenties is too young among them.

Because of his new face, his mysterious mainland background, and his super-rich label, the visiting reporters asked Zhou Qingfeng questions one after another, and they were not limited to real estate.

Li Fuzhen couldn't understand Chinese, so he relied on the hotel housekeeper to translate it into English.Uncle Zhou on the TV was holding a microphone, and was spraying domineeringly all over the audience.The first words she heard were...

"Why do some people think that Hong Kong can become an independent kingdom that does not submit to the central government? The newly expelled Chief Secretary for Administration, Anson Chan, wants to maintain British education in Hong Kong. Is she a fool when she thinks the mainland central government?

Mr. Dong is just too merciful, he should have cleaned up the garbage in the team long ago, otherwise the government will fail, and it will cause future troubles.It is really embarrassing for some vegetarians to neither be Chinese nor die. "

The theory of 'go to death' is too frightening.

There was a loud noise at the interview site, and the reporters couldn't sit still.Li Cucumber was not far from Zhou Qingfeng, with a smile on his face but feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.When the hotel butler translated these words, he froze in place.

Li Fuzhen didn't feel anything about it, and after listening to it, he asked strangely: "Is there anything wrong with what he said?"

"No...no." The hotel butler didn't know what to say, he wanted to refute Zhou Qingfeng's fallacy but couldn't say anything.

Immediately after the outburst, a reporter asked, "Mr. Zhou, are you representing the mainland's official position?"

"I represent the aspirations of more than one billion Chinese people. Of course, some leading parties do not want to be represented by me. But it doesn't matter, they can't make a difference."

"Mr. Zhou, does the mainland want to assassinate those who disobey the central government?"

"Why assassinate? Just kill. The central government is formulating relevant laws requiring patriots to govern Hong Kong. Whoever wants to take advantage of opportunistic actions and act as a black hand for foreign forces to interfere in our country's internal affairs will definitely have laws to deal with him.

I know there are always people who get away with it and think they'll be fine if they cross the line.It doesn't matter, others pursue killing chickens and scaring monkeys.The effect of killing monkeys and scaring chickens may be better. "

Wow...that's too bold to say.Completely trample on the Western "freedom and democracy" set, and use domineering if you can't be king.

A reporter shouted excitedly: "Mr. Zhou, recently there have been large-scale vendettas by gangsters in Hong Kong. There are rumors that the mainland is behind the plot. What do you think about this?"

"Who said it was planned by the mainland? It was obviously planned by me. Hahaha...that's right. You can write this sentence in the newspaper, and if you are not satisfied, you can come to my...lawyer.

Some people don't understand how much they have, and they overestimate their own weight.We should make them realize that they are worse than farts. "

Zhou Qingfeng talked and laughed happily in front of the camera, and his words were unscrupulous.Every sentence challenged the cognitive limits of the reporters present - in the past, mainland officials were known for their prudence, apology, and tolerance.

Now this... is sharp and aggressive.

Not official, win is official.

Everyone who watched the live broadcast was stunned, especially Zhou Qingfeng laughed and 'confessed' that he had planned the killing of Hong Kong gangsters. Everyone could hear the casualness and toughness in his laughter.

You can't take this seriously, because Zhou Qingfeng is a businessman; but you can't take it seriously, because Zhou Qingfeng is the richest man in Asia.

A reporter shouted: "Mr. Zhou, your remarks may cause strong social turmoil and diplomatic turmoil. If the British government puts pressure on you, will you consider taking back what you just said?"

a ha ha ha……

Zhou Qingfeng burst out laughing, "When the 'Holy Light' comes to Hong Kong, there will definitely be social turmoil. We will transform this distorted city and make it return to a state that is in line with the interests of the Chinese people.

This will inevitably hit the sore spots of those with vested interests.They will rage, roar, resist, and even go abroad to sue foreigners.But they will eventually be crushed into mud and turned into soil.

As for the British, don't worry too much about them.Cooperation can only be carried out in the interests of both parties. In the past, the mainland turned a blind eye to behaviors that endangered its own interests, but it does not mean that we do not know.

Now, 'Sacred Light' is neither short of funds nor lack of technology, we will replace the role of Western developed countries such as Europe, America, Japan and South Korea, and provide assistance for national development.

I know you don't believe it.It's okay, this is not for you.Someone who understands what I'm saying, they don't want to stop me from accomplishing my goals. "

Zhou Qingfeng stared at the camera confidently, pointing his finger at the camera.He smiled but was not a smile, he was not angry and pretentious, and he carried a high-spirited aura in his coldness.

It happened that the camera caught a close-up of Zhou Qingfeng's face. Li Fuzhen, who was watching TV, couldn't understand Chinese, but the man's expression was startled, his chest was throbbing, and he was inexplicably shocked by his spirit, and was dazed.

There was a lot of discussion among the reporters.Everyone didn't know what to say, including other rich real estate businessmen who came to the summit.

The dozen or so old men who sat around were usually imposing, but they were only rich, and it was rare to meet Zhou Qingfeng, a strong-willed person who had power despite money.

In the past, this kind of toughness was only manifested in the form of arrogance in foreigners, but Zhou Qingfeng was full of arrogance, and he was almost out of breath with awe-inspiring pressure.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Li Cucuma couldn't help but move his butt, and deflected it in a playful way: "Young people are very ambitious. Hong Kong needs talents like Mr. Zhou.

But after all, the United Kingdom is a big country in the world and has a great influence in Hong Kong. We must also consider international opinions and not act on our own. "

Zhou Qingfeng glanced sideways, saw that Li Cucumber was like a dead bone in a tomb, and said disdainfully: "The sparrow knows the ambition of the great swan."

It means 'you know what a fart'!

Li Cucumber also reacted quickly, and said with a smile: "Back then, Cao Cao compared himself to a swan but was deeply imprisoned, and he had to rely on Chen Gong as a bird to save him. I would like to imitate Chen Gong to persuade young people, you compare yourself to a swan , how do you know that others are sparrows?"

Zhou Qingfeng immediately followed suit: "Chen Gong thinks he's talented, but he's as clueless as a scumbag. No wonder he died in the hands of Cao Cao. Who is it that you can't learn from? Is it bad luck to learn from Chen Gong?"

There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and Lao Li really looked unlucky.

Chapter 10 Coincidence