chsdbacks Chapter 220 Greed knows no bounds.
Chapter 220 Greed knows no bounds.
"Five hundred million in less than two years!"
Ji Lingbo waved his hands, saying somewhat maniacally, "I've been a junket operator since 00, and after eight years, I haven't even saved a hundred million!"
"This money is a windfall. I've already resolved the issue and explained the potential consequences. The choice is yours!" Fatty Lin said, staring into Ji Lingbo's eyes.
"The moment I became the general manager of Tianxing International, I had no choice!"
Ji Lingbo closed her eyes, slowly exhaled, and then opened them, saying, "Master Lin, our company's stock price is very low right now, practically a penny stock. Go buy some. I can't guarantee more, but once we're acquired next year, a P/E ratio of five is definitely achievable!"
"This is really lucrative!" said Fatty Lin.
"Master Lin, this is how the world is: sheep eat grass, wolves eat meat. I don't want to be a sheep!" Ji Lingbo said with red eyes.
"Manager Ji, your idea is very dangerous!" Fatty Lin said.
"Master Lin, I've thought about my fate long ago, so I've always lived for the moment. I want to drink the best wine and sleep with the most beautiful women!"
Ji Lingbo said.
"Mr. Ji, let's go downstairs and choose some medicine. The shop has several kinds of nourishing medicines, all of which are family recipes passed down through generations!"
Ji Lingbo seemed a bit off, so I changed the subject and brought the conversation back on track.
"good!"
Ji Lingbo paused, then smiled and nodded.
Before going downstairs, he paused for a moment and said, "Master Feng, Daoist Lin, Ms. Long, actually, rare talents like you are needed everywhere!"
"President Ji, you're implying something!" Fatty Lin said, narrowing his eyes.
"Master Lin, I wasn't implying anything; I was just stating the facts!"
Ji Lingbo smiled and said, "With your abilities, you'll be treated like royalty wherever you go. Not only that, you won't get involved in any karma. Even if the boss gets into trouble, it won't be traced back to you. Don't you agree?"
After saying that, he laughed heartily, "I'll stop now, I've talked too much today. We're all just trying to make a living in Hong Kong, and we'll be spending a lot of time together in the future!"
"Once you've spent enough time with me, you'll know what kind of person I am!"
As we were talking, we came downstairs.
After selecting several nourishing medicines, Ji Lingbo took her leave.
"Crazy! What does Ji Lingbo mean by this? Is he trying to recruit us two brothers?"
Back upstairs, Fatty Lin was a little unsure.
"It might not be a recruitment drive; it could be a test!" I said.
The world's circles are very small. If you take a quick look around the various financial capital firms in China, you'll find that they're all familiar faces.
The fact that Boss Lai wants to acquire Ji Lingbo's Tianxing International to obtain a foreign financial license will cause quite a stir and will inevitably attract attention.
Although the three of us were exiled to Hong Kong Island by Third Master, no one else knew that!
In most people's eyes, the three of us were Third Master's spies in Hong Kong, watching every move Hong Kong made.
It's no secret that the gambling king donated to the foundation controlled by the Hua family. To outsiders, it seems that the three of us came here mainly to keep an eye on this matter.
This is a very important task entrusted to him!
In this situation, the opinions of the three of us become very important on many matters.
After finishing his analysis, Fatty Lin smacked his lips and said, "If that's really the case, it was a lucky accident!"
It wasn't just the Hua family, where Third Master lived; several other major families also had representatives on Hong Kong Island keeping an eye on things happening here.
In those days, before China had experienced rapid development, funds from Hong Kong were extremely important.
That's how Li Guagua and Temasek Capital got the billion dollars they invested in Yubo Capital.
To put it bluntly, these wealthy people in Hong Kong are just money bags.
You invest money, and I'll provide you with certain conveniences in mainland China; this is an unspoken understanding.
"Hey lunatic, what do you think about Tianxing International's stock? Should we buy some?"
"I think for a moment and then I say," said Fatty Lin.
"Why don't you ask the founding master?"
I said.
"Okay, I'll go ask!" Fatty Lin immediately got up to burn incense.
"It is difficult to part with wealth, for giving it away will bring blessings and dispel misfortune. If you wish for peace of mind, then widely perform good deeds and give alms."
Five minutes later, Fatty Lin returned, shaking his head and muttering the explanation.
"What, from what you're saying, the patriarch agreed, but the money has to be distributed, is that right?" I asked.
"right!"
Fatty Lin nodded and said, "Our master's meaning is simple: we shouldn't make this money, it'll just benefit those bastards. But this money is the people's hard-earned money, it should be taken from the people and used for the people!"
"That makes sense!" I nodded.
Even at this point, the boss knew how to cover things up, knew to find a financial license that could be used externally, and knew how to engage in all sorts of underhanded operations.
Years later, he stopped acting altogether.
For example, he instructed a glove company to buy a piece of land on Jeju Island in Korea for 10 billion won, and then had the company buy it back for 20 billion won.
In one round trip, they made a net profit of 10 billion, which is faster than robbery.
The entire operation was truly eye-opening.
The key point is that the receiving company is his own. Two hundred billion! Dude, that's two hundred billion! You're using your own company to receive the payment? Oh no! Your name is right there on the list!
You could at least find someone to hold the shares on your behalf, or set up a shell company!
There were many similar operations. His later investigation was largely due to these lawless and unreserved actions.
The main problem is that the poop on his butt is too obvious. He doesn't try to cover it up at all. You could at least put a piece of paper on it, but he's too lazy to even cover it up. He just lets people see it like that.
His boss couldn't find a way to cover for him or make an excuse for him.
In contrast, Mr. Xiao of the Tianming Group is a veteran in the financial market. No matter how he operates, he always has to cover it up with three or five layers of shell.
Of course, this could be related to identity.
After all, the boss was the only one who could do anything in the company, almost like a local tyrant, and he had been that tyrant for more than ten years.
Over the years, he has long lost his sense of awe.
Just like years later, when Zhao Jing'er and her husband tried to acquire Qianjia Culture with a principal of 60 million yuan and leverage of 50 times, they showed no respect whatsoever.
As an aside, the company that took over the mess left by Zhao Jing'er and her husband was none other than Yuanxiang Capital, which recently went bankrupt.
The actual controller of this Yuanxiang Group also claims to have started from scratch, just like Ji Lingbo and the bosses behind him, Mr. Che and Mr. Xiao, all of whom believe that they achieved their success through their own hard work.
They're all just tools; the eldest brother doesn't criticize the second brother.
Returning to the present, Fatty Lin chuckled and said, "Crazy, I'm not buying it with my own money. Ji Lingbo gave me five million for this job, right? I'll use that money to buy it!"
"Once you buy it, he and his backers will feel at ease. Maybe they'll even let us know if there's any more news about making money like this in the future!" I said.