Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Shi Zhijian, are you bashing me again?!" President Mark stood up, almost in a roaring voice, saying such words!

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"Now I can finally see who you are! You know that I have a very good relationship with Mr. Downey, and that my First Bank of France finances his investments, so you want to destroy my relationship with him, first to seduce my daughter, And then used me to appear in front of the media, and now even more, put me directly on the fire! You are a despicable villain!"

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President Mark roared loudly and defiantly, and Sir Brown watched him perform with an expressionless face.

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Shi Zhijian was even more smiling and looked like he was watching a play. It was not until President Mark finished his filial piety that Shi Zhijian got up and said, "Don't be impulsive, please sit down and drink a glass of wine!"

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"Despicable villain!" Mark sat down with a butt, and angrily picked up the red wine in front of him and drank it.

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Shi Zhijian walked over, came to Mark's side, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Come on, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

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"What else do you want to say?" When he thought that he was being plotted to death by a young man like Shi Zhijian, Mark became very angry.

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"You said that I was plotting against you, why should I plot against you?"

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"Needless to say?" Mark glared at Shi Zhijian, "You want me to betray Donnie Rothschild and prevent us from the First Bank of France to invest in his fund!"

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Shi Zhijian smiled: "No! You are wrong!"

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"Where did I go wrong?"

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"I never asked you to withdraw your capital. On the contrary, I want you to increase your investment. You can give as much as Downey wants!"

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"Ah, what?" With a sound from Zeng Di, Mark stood up from his seat in surprise. This was already his two gaffes today.

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"What did I say? Did I hear it wrong? Not only did you not let me withdraw, but you let me increase investment?" Mark looked at Shi Zhijian in disbelief.

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"You heard right, that's exactly what I said!"

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Don't talk about Mark at this moment, even Sir Brown couldn't understand Shi Zhijian, so he held his chin and watched the play silently.

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"Why are you doing this?"

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"You don't need to know the reason!" Shi Zhijian patted Mark on the shoulder, "You just need to know that even if I plot against you, Downey will not easily abandon you, so what should you do at this time?"

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"How to do it?" Mark felt that he was being led by Shi Zhijian's nose, and immediately changed his words, "It's up to you to do what I want to do!"

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"You should go to Mr. Downey now and explain everything that happened today, especially the relationship between you and me! Finally, in order to show your loyalty to his old man, you will be very healthy to increase investment and take the initiative to take Money out!" Shi Zhijian poked into Mark's heart every word.

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"No! I will never do this! I can't play with the bank's money like this!" Mark suddenly felt a sense of justice.

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"Really? I should teach you anyway, I've already said it all, as for what you do, it's up to you!" Shi Zhijian patted Mark's shoulder again after finishing speaking, "The phone is over there, do you still want to answer it? ?!"

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The muscles on Mark's face twitched, his face twisted, he gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet and hurried to answer the phone.

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Shi Zhijian smiled slightly at Brown.

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Brown asked suspiciously, "What the **** are you doing?"

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"We'll talk later!" Shi Zhijian remained mysterious.

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Mark picked up the phone over there and was busy sorting out his emotions, "Hello, I'm President Mark!"

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"You're fine, Mr. Mark!" Downey said badly.

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Mark felt guilty for a while, but before he could explain, he said, "You are limited to come to my side for half an hour. If you are late, you will be at your own risk!"

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After speaking, there was a click, and the phone was hung up.

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Mark was stunned with the phone for a long time, until he was awakened by the blind tone on the other end, and then he hung up the phone unwillingly.

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He walked back to the dining table in a somewhat lost soul.

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"Mr. Mark, do you want to continue drinking?" Shi Zhijian picked up the red wine glass, sat on the seat and raised a glass to invite.

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Where was Mark in the mood, he glared at Shi Zhijian fiercely.

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Shi Zhijian shrugged: "It looks like you are in a bad mood, then Sir Brown and I will no longer hold back! Please!"

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Mark snorted coldly, looked at Sir Brown and said, "I'm sorry, Sir, I still have some things on my side..."

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"I know," Brown interrupted him very understandingly, "Personal matters are important. We didn't have a good drink this time. We'll talk about it next time!"

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Mark nodded, "Thank you!" Then he bowed back, turned around and walked out.

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Looking at the lonely back of President Mark, Sir Brown held up the red wine and clinked glasses with Shi Zhijian in the air: "You are really too bad, look at our President Mark, who is so angry that he can't walk steadily!"

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Shi Zhijian smiled slightly: "I have done everything I have to do, and I have said everything I have to say. Next, we will see his personal performance!"

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Brown: "Then do you think he will follow your script?"

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Shi Zhijian shook his head: "I don't know---- after all, our President Mark is a strong man!"

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Brown couldn't help laughing and crying, "You, you! It's just that I don't understand a little bit. You should have asked Mark to betray Downey and let him withdraw his funds and stop supporting him, but why do you do the opposite?"

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Shi Zhijian smiled: "Because I can win! Now that I'm on the gambling table, all I want is to win the most chips!"

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Brown was stunned, "Are you so confident?"

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"Very good!" Shi Zhi firmly believed.

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"I can't understand you! I really don't know if you are too crazy or too arrogant, or you are just a lunatic!"

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In Sir Brown's view, Shi Zhijian and Downey are still much weaker in strength, especially now that Downey has the support of the First Bank of France, his energy will be even stronger in the future.

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Unable to bear, Brown expressed his worries, "Dear Stone, I met you through Mr. Rockefeller, and I have always regarded you as my best friend since you came to France, so I want to remind you that this This time you bet too much! The opponent's chips are stacking up more and more, how can you fight him?"

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Shi Zhijian shrugged: "Don't forget, dear Brown, I'm playing stock futures, and the most satisfying thing about this big bet is that it has a mechanism whereby the poor can win the rich, and that is— Leverage!"

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Brown groaned inwardly, "You're playing too big, aren't you? You're just playing with fire!"

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Shi Zhijian drank the red wine in the glass, the corner of his mouth was stained with a hint of red, and his expression looked a little grim: "Playing with fire, that's exciting!"

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"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I've been pitted by the surname Shi this time!" President Mark shouted miserably all the way in the car, feeling that the most unfortunate moment in his life is now.

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"How can I see that he is such a despicable and treacherous villain?" President Mark slapped the steering wheel angrily.

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The cars were screaming, and they soon arrived at the hotel where Mr. Downey was staying.

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Mark hurriedly got out of the car, opened his sleeves to check the time, his watch showed twenty-seven minutes in the past!

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"There are still three minutes left! Damn it!" As soon as Mark remembered the appointment time with Mr. Downey, he looked up at the hotel building and hurried in!

At this moment, there are many people checking in in the hotel lobby. The lobby manager saw Mark coming in and was about to greet him, but Mark pushed him away and rushed towards the elevator.

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Many people were taking the elevator, and when the door was about to close and ascend, someone outside shouted, "Wait a minute!"

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But it was a couple who came to Paris for their honeymoon and had not finished the formalities yet, so I asked everyone to wait for a while.

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Mark reached out to press the elevator button regardless of these, but was reprimanded by the people next to him for not being a gentleman.

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Mark was too lazy to pay attention to these people. He couldn't press the button. He was so anxious that he got off the elevator and ran up the stairs!

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Whisper!

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Mark recalled his green years when he was studying physical education in college. At that time, he was able to run very well, but now that his belly is big and his legs are weak, he can't run anymore!

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He was out of breath after only climbing three floors! When I climbed to the eighth floor, I could not wait to sit down and rest.

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When he reached the sixteenth floor in one breath, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the corridor wall, and walked along the corridor to Downey Room 1606!

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The two black bodyguards at the door saw it and gave each other a wink.

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They knew Mark and knew Downey was looking for him.

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"Is Mr. Downey in... inside?" President Mark leaned against the wall, panting.

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"Yes, he is!"

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"Okay, thank you!" Mark hurriedly walked over and knocked on the door.

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Winter Winter!

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"Come in!" Downey's voice came from inside.

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Mark wiped his forehead with sweat dripping from his forehead. He felt very uncomfortable because his back was sticking to the lake and lake. He adjusted his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked in.

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In the room, Downey is playing indoor golf.

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Next to him, Buffett, the financial tycoon, was talking on the phone.

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Clap!

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Downey swings and the golf ball gallops out!

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With a loud bang, it hit the white cloth!

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"Hello, Mr. Downey! I'm here!" Mark said.

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"Stand up!" Downey turned to Mark and said, "I asked you to come over for half an hour, how many minutes is it now?"

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"Uh, this..." Mark froze for a moment and looked at his watch, "Just a minute late!"

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"One minute? Then do you know how much money I can earn and do this minute?" As he spoke, Downey put the golf ball under his feet, aimed at Mark, and slammed the golf ball!

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stop!

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Golf flies towards Mark!

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Mark shrank his neck in fright!

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Golf rubbed his cheek and slammed into the door behind him! Fly now!

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Mark opened his eyes, his face was pale, and his back was dripping with cold sweat, feeling that he had walked through the door of life and death.

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"This is your punishment! As a financier, as the president of a bank, you should know that time is precious!" Downey said with his cue on the ground, looking at the frightened Mark.

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Mark's lips Nono: "This...Thank you Mr. Downey for teaching!"

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Downey smiled, threw the club away, pointed to the sofa and said to Mark, "Sit down! Do you want tea or coffee?"

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"Coffee...Coffee!" Mark hesitated, walked over and sat on the sofa.

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At this time, Buffett also finished the phone call, came over and smiled at Mark: "Mr. President, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, it's great!"

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Mark smiled bitterly in his heart, and said in his heart, "What a fart!"

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The steaming coffee was served.

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Mark sat on the sofa, like on pins and needles, his body kept twisting, and he felt uncomfortable no matter how he sat.

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Fortunately, the female secretary knocked on the door and came in, brought coffee and put it in front of Mark.

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Mark took up the coffee nervously, and before he could take a sip, he heard Downey say, "It looks like you have a good appetite."

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"Eh?" Mark hurriedly put down the coffee.

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Downey leaned back in the boss chair, with his feet up on the table, facing Mark.

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"Don't stop, my coffee is very good, and it's the easiest way to sober up!"

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"Mr. Downey, I'm not—"

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Downey interrupted Mark: "What are you not? Didn't you drink too much at Shi Zhijian's banquet? I saw you smelled of alcohol when you came, is this also wrong?" In his mouth, he took out the lighter and slapped it, burning the cigar with the flame.

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Mark was uneasy again: "I was tricked by the surname Shi! He tricked me from the beginning, first seduced my daughter, then deliberately approached me, and gave me a million-dollar sweaty BMW----for these I am a At first he refused, but he was too treacherous, and in the end I fell for his trick!"

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"Really? You reject him very much? Then why can't I see it at all?" Downey took a newspaper and threw it to Mark with a swoosh.

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When the newspaper fell on the ground, Mark hurriedly bent over to pick it up. When he saw it, he was stunned!

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The headline on the newspaper read: "President Mark has won a million-dollar BMW! His son-in-law is the third-class Earl of Great Britain!"

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There is a huge picture below, Mark and Shi Zhijian are hanging on their shoulders, laughing like a honeymoon couple! Very sweet!

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"At this time I didn't know he was a bad guy! He tricked those reporters into filming these things! Yes, Mr. Downey, don't be fooled!" Mark said excitedly.

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Downey didn't speak, he could only smoke a cigar coldly and puff at Mark.

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Buffett came out to smooth the game~www.readwn.com~ and said: "Mr. Mark, don't get excited, Mr. Downey still trusts you, or he won't call you personally, I just want to know what Shi Zhijian called. What did you do in the past? Is it really just a simple drink and a delicious meal?"

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Mark hesitated. He didn't know what to say. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said the truth: "Actually, it is!"

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"Sun and Moon"

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Buffett was surprised for a moment, then turned to look at Downey.

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Downey smiled, took his feet away from the table, got up and said, "Okay, it's really good! It turns out that the surnamed Shi has used so many intrigues, and spent millions, just to eat and drink with you. President Mark, your face is really big!" Downey walked up to Mark and looked down at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

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Mark was in a hurry, so he stood up and said, "Mr. Downey, believe me, I didn't lie! Everything I said is true! There is no falsehood!"

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"Really?" Downey patted him on the shoulder, "Then tell me, how can I trust you?"

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"Eh? This----" Mark was stunned, suddenly Shi Zhijian's smiling face appeared in his mind, and Shi Zhijian seemed to be saying to him, "I'll help you figure out the lines and regain Downey's trust!"

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Do you really want to do this?

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To act according to Shi Zhijian's way of acting, he is not reconciled!

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