Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 447 Secret Vault No. 8



Chapter 447 Secret Vault No. 8

I understand what Li Donglin means. Some people's money may seem to be their own, but only they themselves know whose it truly is.

Just like Mr. Shui, many years later, he was imprisoned, leaving behind a debt of trillions.

According to the trial, Shui Zong has only transferred less than 10 billion US dollars in assets over the years. Where did the rest of the money go, and who took it?

I don't know about the others, but last time when Mr. Shui treated us to a meal, in order to show off his power, he not only had the dance troupe come out, but also showed us the list of shareholders.

There's a shareholder who owns 6% of the shares, and his name is only one character different from his brother's. You don't even need to pretend; you could just find someone to hold the shares on your behalf!

This practice is completely inconsistent with his brother's later reputation.

Later on, that 6% stake multiplied several hundred times.

That's why, after getting drunk last time, Mr. Shui revealed an idea: he wanted to move the headquarters to Shenzhen.

This idea really surprised me.

You see, he invited us over to celebrate his move to a new headquarters, but then he told us that he wanted to move the headquarters to Shenzhen.

I know perfectly well why he did this; he wanted to break away from Third Master and establish his own faction.

The profits involved in Daheng Real Estate's IPO are enormous.

Shui always felt that he had enough interests involved and that he was ready to go solo.

After saying that, Mr. Shui realized he had made a mistake and blurted it out, so he immediately changed the subject.

Although things have taken a turn for the worse, the idea of ​​going solo has taken hold, and moving to Shenzhen is only a matter of time.

"After all that arguing, all we get is a little soup, and we've completely broken our own mother's heart!"

Li Donglin shook his head as he spoke, his face full of disdain.

"Brother Li, let's not talk about that bad stuff. Let's go have some fun. I've made plans with some girls!" Fatty Lin said, putting down his phone.

"Okay, that's all!"

Li Donglin nodded, then, as if remembering something, said, "By the way, I might be going to Northeast China in a few days. Would you like to come with me?"

"Going to the Northeast? What for?" I asked.

"I heard from Second Master that you once found a Kwantung Army bacteriological laboratory?"

Li Donglin didn't answer, but instead asked a question in return.

"Brother Li, you found it too?" Fatty Lin asked, realizing what was happening.

"I've found some clues!"

Li Donglin thought for a moment and said, "When the Kwantung Army left, they left behind some secret vaults containing the supplies and treasures they had plundered over the years!"

"We've heard about this too!" Fatty Lin perked up immediately.

"Have you heard of Vault Number Eight?" Li Donglin asked.

"I've heard of it. It's said that the gold looted by the Kwantung Army is hidden inside. So, you've found a clue to the No. 8 secret vault?" Fatty Lin's eyes lit up.

"Found a bit!"

Li Donglin took out cigarettes and offered one to each of me and Fatty Lin, saying, "Back then, the Japanese sent people over to discuss cooperating with us to find the No. 8 secret vault, with the profits to be split equally, but we refused!"

"Send someone over? Through proper channels?" I found it a bit hard to understand.

"right!"

Li Donglin nodded and said, "Through official channels!"

"How come they have such big faces?" I was dumbfounded, thinking I had misheard.

"When have they ever had any shame?" Fatty Lin scoffed.

"Yeah, when have they ever cared about their reputation!" I said.

"They say there's a lot of gold in Vault Number Eight!" I added.

"That's one of those sayings!"

Li Donglin smiled and said, "Guess how much gold is in the legendary Vault No. 8?"

"Tens of tons?" I guessed.

"No, that's overthinking it!" Li Donglin said.

"Hundreds of tons?" I continued to guess.

"Five hundred tons!" Li Donglin spread his palms out and gestured to us.

"Brother Li, how do you have accurate numbers?" Fatty Lin asked curiously.

Fatty Lin makes sense. Generally speaking, if it's just a rumor, they would only say it's a few hundred tons. But Li Donglin said it's five hundred tons with such certainty, which means he has received accurate information.

"That's what the Japanese devils said!" Li Donglin said.

"Did the Japanese say that?" Fatty Lin was even more surprised.

"That's right!"

Li Donglin sneered and said, "Back then, our country was going through a difficult period. The Japanese came up to us, saying they knew about the No. 8 secret vault and revealed that it contained 500 tons of gold!"

"They did this simply because they saw we were poor back then and assumed we would cooperate with them to alleviate our difficulties!"

"They didn't expect to be rejected so readily!"

"Even the poor should have ambition. Besides, this gold is ours to begin with. How dare they ask to cooperate with us?" I laughed in anger.

"That's right, this gold originally belonged to us!" Li Donglin nodded.

"Brother Li, have you found any specific clues about the No. 8 secret vault?" I asked.

"We're starting to see some progress!"

Li Donglin pondered for a moment and said, "Once preparations are almost complete, we'll head to the Northeast. I'll let you know then!"

"Brother Li, you trust us that much?" I asked after thinking for a moment.

That's five hundred tons of gold, not five pounds.

When they actually see gold, let alone friends, even fathers and sons can easily become greedy and turn against each other.

Li Donglin smiled and said, "This matter of finding gold isn't something I'd reveal unless we were sworn brothers. We've only met twice, and it does seem a bit reckless of me to ask for your help!"

He paused for a moment, then added, "However, with Second Master's endorsement, I know who you are, and I trust Second Master—that's one reason!"

"What's the second one?" I asked with a smile.

"Secondly, you two brothers have donated almost all the money you've earned over the past few years, right?" Li Donglin said.

"We didn't donate it all. The money we two brothers left behind is enough for us to squander!" Fatty Lin said with a smile.

"Look at you, still being humble even at a time like this!"

Li Donglin nodded at Fatty Lin and said, "You guys aren't greedy; in other words, gentlemen love money but acquire it in a proper way. My plan is that after finding gold, we'll symbolically take one or two gold bars as a souvenir, and donate the rest!"

"Others might not agree to this, but you two brothers definitely will!"

"Brother Li, I never expected that we two brothers would hold such a high place in your heart!" Fatty Lin shook his head, quite proud of himself.

"Alright, give me a straight answer, are you going or not?" Li Donglin asked.

"Of course I'll go! I definitely have to go!"

Fatty Lin nodded repeatedly, then pointed to Little Eight perched on Long Nier's shoulder and said, "Not only are we going, this little thing will come with us too!"

"Chirp!"

Xiao Ba's eyes widened instantly, and she nodded her little head to indicate that she was right and wanted to go too.

"Alright, all of you go, all of you go!" Li Donglin waved his hand with a smile.

Just then, Fatty Lin's phone rang. He glanced at it and said, "Brother Li, let's go have some fun!"


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