Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

Dark web plan. In Chang Zhengyang’s plan, the dark web plan directly presents the content to the Yang family and even the Hongmen.

To sum it up in one sentence, bet on both sides!

The night before leaving America, Chang Zhengyang and Yang Xuanwei said: The struggle in the court is becoming more and more intense. In order to compete for the throne, everyone has been fighting each other to the point of mobilizing the army. So the Chang, Hu, and Wang families discussed that in order to avoid the risk of the whole family being confiscated if the succession fails in the future, they decided to use some technology and funds to let the best children of the family go overseas and start a new business. If the succession is successful, the children can come back. If it fails, the family can still have a way out.

Obviously, Yang Xuanwei and the top leaders of the Hongmen in North America believed Chang Zhengyang's statement.

Because if they were in their place, they would do the same. Throughout history, it has been a routine operation for wealthy and powerful families to place long bets. Everyone knows and tacitly accepts this rule of the game. Very few people dare to break this unspoken rule, otherwise they will be attacked by everyone.

From the perspective of the North American Hongmen, since they don't have to pay any money and can get some shares for free and provide some protection, it's no big deal.

Of course, the reason they can be so honest is also because of Sima Hui.

According to Chang Zhengyang's plan, Lao Hu will be the chairman of Origin Company, Fatty will be the vice president in charge of security, and they and Sima Hui will hold 85% of the shares of Origin Company. The remaining 15% will be held by Yang Xuanwei on behalf of the North American Hongmen, and Shirley Yang will be the CEO.

In fact, in the eyes of Yang Xuanwei and others, the young people like Lao Hu probably couldn't do anything special, so they just kept an indifferent attitude.

But in the past few days, the Origin Company has become very popular across the United States, and the entire North American Hongmen has become restless.

In less than a week, 80 million US dollars were earned. What if it were a year?

Even if the sales volume is less later on, an annual revenue of three to five hundred million US dollars is not too much!

Such high-tech enterprises have extremely high technical and financial thresholds, and others cannot imitate them. It can be called a unique business.

If Origin Company goes public again, what will be the company's market value?

Two billion dollars, or five billion dollars?

If Sima Hui had not made a name for himself in the West Coast underworld over the past six months with his twenty-odd men, killing the Mafia, the 3K Gang, and other branches of the North American Hongmen, it is estimated that the San Francisco Hongmen would have already started robbing people openly.

In the face of huge wealth, what is face and what is morality?

Can you eat?

Everyone’s life is hard these days. There are a lot of concubines to support at home and a lot of brothers to pay salaries. Money is such a frivolous thing!

Being the boss is also difficult!

But the Hongmen in San Francisco didn't dare to do that. Sima Hui and his gang were too ruthless. They would often kill entire families, and their actions were extremely clean and efficient. Even if you knew it was them who did it, you had no evidence at all.

In addition to Sima Hui, there is also Chang Zhengyang, and behind him is the entire Nanyang Hongmen. Unless you don't even think about doing business in Nanyang in the future, and be prepared for the serious consequences of a counterattack by the Nanyang Hongmen.

"My uncles are all extremely jealous now. But Lao Hu, the Rockefeller family and the Morgan family have sent people to contact my dad. Their meaning is very clear. Origin Company must hand over 90% of its shares. Lao Hu, my dad can only hold on for three months at most. After three months, we have to make a decision."

Old Hu pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh my, this foreign gentleman is quite nice. He even left us 10 points of shares."

Seeing this, Shirley Yang's anger, which had just been suppressed for a short time, broke out again. She picked up the pen holder on the table and threw it at Lao Hu.

"Hu Bayi, Fatty is out of tune, and you dare to talk nonsense to me? If you do this again, I will ignore you!"

"Don't worry, I was just joking..."

Old Hu caught the pen holder and gently put it back. He looked at Shirley Yang and said seriously, "Tell your uncle for me to thank him for helping us withstand the pressure."

Shirley Yang stared at Lao Hu. After a while, she took a deep breath and said, "I'll tell him. Tell me, what do you think?"

After Lao Hu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, he looked up at Shirley Yang and said word by word: "When you are under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. When you eat in someone else's territory, you have to follow their rules. I understand this principle. In principle, I agree to sell part of my shares..."

but!

Shirley Yang looked at the serious Lao Hu and said "but" in her heart.

As she expected, Lao Hu paused and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"But, the boss told me something, the strong fist is the truth. Whether it is the Rockefeller family or the Morgan family, they want to take our shares. Okay, I need to see their strength!"

Shirley Yang stood up, propped her hands on the table, looked down at Lao Hu, and said seriously: "Might is right? Lao Hu, what do you mean?"

Good, so big!

Old Hu opened his eyes wide and stared at Mount Everest opposite him, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

"Does it look good?"

"it is good……"

Old Hu was startled, and slowly raised his head, meeting Shirley Yang's eyes. His old face turned red, and he smiled awkwardly, "Well, what I mean is that this matter still depends on Sima. If they want to take the shares, they can, as long as they can take down Sima. Well, there are some documents waiting for me to sign in my office, I'll leave first!"

"coward!"

Shirley Yang looked at Lao Hu's embarrassed figure and rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction. After thinking for a moment, she picked up the phone and dialed a number.

Beep, beep...

"Dad, it's me. I just talked to Lao Hu..."

East Coast, Manhattan, Yang Group Headquarters, President's Office, Yang Xuanwei put down the phone and smiled playfully.

"Strong fists are the truth, right? You are indeed trained by Chang Zhengyang. You have a clear mind and great courage. Well, boy Hu, if you can withstand the suppression of the foreigners this time, I will marry my precious daughter to you, and the Yang family's assets will also be yours!"

Obviously, Shirley Yang mistakenly believed that might is right, but Yang Xuanwei understood the true meaning of this sentence.

What Lao Hu meant, or rather, was actually what Chang Zhengyang meant.

They are willing to cooperate with the American consortium, but the premise is, do these consortiums have the strength to cooperate with me?

Is the competition between the aristocratic families about money or power?

Those are nothing but floating clouds. The private clans compete for only one thing: private armed forces!

I can behead you, and you can't do anything to me, so in our cooperation, I have the dominant position.

The strong prey on the weak, the law of the jungle, the rules of the game are that simple!