Chapter 342 It’s not the Raptors but the river

Li Heizi suddenly yelled, "Fuck! This guy is richer than Mr. Li Zuyong!"

In Li Heizi's impression, although Mr. Li Zuyong, who always smoked opium, became impoverished and died in 59, he had never found anyone richer than Li Zuyong before.

When Li Zuyong was in mainland China, his family ran a printing factory.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with opening a printing factory. The key point is that Li Zuyong’s printing factory prints money. It prints money for the Agricultural Bank of China, one of the four major banks in the Republic of China. Can't he print as much money as he wants?
Two generations ago, the old lady of the Li family often went to the palace to play mahjong and cards with the Empress Dowager Cixi.
After graduating from Nankai Middle School, Li Zuyong went to study in the United States. After returning to China, he managed a printing factory and came to Hong Kong with huge capital in 46.

What is a huge sum of money? He bought several plots of land for several million dollars.
The reason why he opened Yonghua Film and Television was because SK Zhang Shankun asked him to borrow money to make a movie. He waved his hand and directly started a film and television company with just a few million Hong Kong dollars.

Although there have been kerosene kings and grain and oil kings since the 50s, who are said to have assets worth tens of millions of US dollars, but after all, they are not cash, right?
And this mysterious Mr. Wang actually made 4000 million US dollars for just one project.
Li Hanxiang's eyes turned into the shape of US dollars, sparkling. He grinned and turned to Mr. Shaw blankly and asked, "Mr. Shao, if this much money is used to make a movie? What kind of movie do you think it will be?"

Mr. Shaw looked at him like a fool, "Who do you think you are? You idiot! Are you a famous director from Hollywood? It costs tens of millions of dollars to make a movie?"

"Hong Kong, Taiwan, Southeast Asia, Japan, how much can it be sold for if you add them all together? Three million US dollars is about right."

"You're just throwing money away?"

"Hey, that's right"

Attorney Jerry Lee, who was sitting opposite him, was holding a cigar in his mouth, slowly exhaling smoke, with the left corner of his mouth slightly raised. He looked very elite and said slowly, "Mr. Yifu, if you can convince Mr. Wang to invest in the movie, 1000 million US dollars is not a problem, but a few million will definitely be no problem."

"If you don't believe me, ask Mike. He helped Mr. Wang with the accounting."

"No, Mr. Wang's real accounts are handled by HSBC and Citibank, who entrusted Deloitte and Pricewaterhouse to handle them. I only help with a few small projects, such as the buildings we bought from Hong Kong Land last year and the land we bought in Guantang to build a factory."

"What? Landmark buys a property?" Li Hanxiang was stunned and asked impatiently, "Is it the Gloucester Hotel?"

"Hey, how do you know?"

Li Hanxiang muttered to himself, "That's what I was saying. How come Ross Star suddenly became the Zhengyanglou of Beijing? Zhengyanglou closed down during the Republic of China, and its descendants were all very poor. How could it possibly make a comeback in Hong Kong now?"

"Aren't the people who like Shandong cuisine only from the northern part of Beijing?"

"I'm so slow!"

"Hey, you poor bastard!" Mr. Shaw waved in front of him, "Just ask him in person when we have dinner tonight."

Li Hanxiang suddenly became energetic, and all his negative emotions were swept away: "That's right, Mr. Shao, it's all thanks to your invitation, otherwise Mr. Wang might not come to my house as a guest! Haha, it's normal for super rich people to look down on us."

"I don't think so." Mr. Yifu shook his head and pointed at him: "I think you didn't tell Mr. Wang how big your house is?"

"Have you ever thought about what to do if there are too many people to sit?"

"Well, more than 800 square feet, it's not small! When Cuiying and I got married, the house we rented was less than 200 square feet, and we were able to accommodate my seven brothers."

"hehe."

Whether it is the Gloucester Hotel and its predecessor, the Hongkong Hotel, or the Peninsula Hotel, one of the main reasons why they are so famous is that they are home to many movie stars.

In the past, almost everyone knew about The Peninsula Hotel, especially because of the many Hong Kong variety shows. Because Mr. Shaw liked to have afternoon tea here, it attracted a large number of film industry professionals, who would rather go hungry and wear borrowed high-end clothes to wander around, hoping to be noticed by Mr. Shaw or other bigwigs, and thus rise to the top overnight.

Of course, the Peninsula Hotel in this era is not as exaggerated as that. There is also the Mandarin Oriental Hotel on Connaught Road in Central, which belongs to Jardine Matheson and is also a place where Hong Kong's so-called upper class and movie stars gather.
Many people know the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, probably in large part because of Leslie Cheung.

Considering the family dinner in the evening, afternoon tea ended early.

Although Li Lihua and Lin Dai hinted frantically that they wanted to participate, both Li Heizi and Mr. Yifu turned a deaf ear to them.

Come on, this is a "family dinner".

In the evening, the sunset glow filled the sky, as if covering the Repulse Bay with a layer of thin red gauze.

The trees on the mountain and on the roadside seemed to have transformed into delicate young ladies, covered with red veils.

Four Mercedes-Benz cars sped along the forest road and arrived at Mr. Yif's house after a few turns.

Mr. Shaw's mansion in Repulse Bay is very unique. It is a single building with seven floors in a completely Victorian style, with a tall spire on the top. The lower three floors of the building are dotted with many white Roman columns, supporting the wide balconies and terraces on the second and third floors.

When the motorcade slowly arrived at the main entrance of the building and Wang Deming got off the car, Mr. Yif was already waiting at the door with his female companion, as well as Li Hanxiang and his wife, who were wearing black and white suits and cheongsam dresses.

In contrast, Wang Deming's family were dressed much more casually. Although he wore a suit, he did not wear a tie or a vest, and the collar of his shirt was unbuttoned. The three girls were all pregnant, about 4 or 5 months pregnant. They also wore loose clothes and did not wear much makeup. Their hair was lightly tied up with a hairpin.

"Sorry, are you too late?" Wang Deming shook hands with them one by one and introduced Zhang Shouchun's three daughters to them. "These three are my wives, Zhang Shouchun, Jin Yuqing, and Qin Huairu."

The three girls, holding their children, greeted Mr. Yip and Mr. and Mrs. Li Hanxiang one by one and presented them with gifts.

The gifts were simple, considering their age, and were either warming tonic medicine from a Chinese medicine store, or a box of cigars or a bottle of red wine.

"This is my confidante, Miss Fang." Mr. Yif also raised his hand to introduce the middle-aged woman on his arm.

"Hello, Miss Fang." Is this the most famous Miss Fang in TVB? Amazing, she is already over 30 years old and still calls herself Miss, and she will continue to call her Miss for decades.

But she was a first-rate singer, but she was tied to Mr. Shaw tightly, and finally succeeded in getting promoted. As a result, none of Mr. Shaw's four children inherited his tens of billions of assets.
Wang Deming looked behind Mr. Yifu and Mr. and Mrs. Li Hanxiang and asked in surprise, "Director Li, you didn't bring your children with you?"

Li Hanxiang blinked and looked at his wife. It really was a family dinner. What Mr. Yifu said was right.

Moreover, Mr. Wang is really a tough guy. He even brought his three wives with him to visit. Which one is the principal wife? Aren't they afraid of palace fighting when traveling together?
"Well, Cuiying came in a hurry and didn't bring the child with her, but Mr. Yifu has sent someone to pick her up."

"Haha, that's good. I was hoping your kids could take care of these little rascals in our family."

"Haha, it's better to have children to play with." Mr. Yifu smiled kindly, "This is more lively. Miss Fang, Cuiying, you take the ladies to stroll around. We will smoke and drink tea outside."

Soon, several daughters of Li Hanxiang's family came over and the children started playing together.

As the sun sets and dusk falls, the whole house is brightly lit, especially the banquet hall. The tall crystal chandeliers cast a shadow on the tableware on the large round table in the middle.

"Come, let's try Cuiying's cooking."

(End of this chapter)