Chapter 389 Newspaper War

Chapter 389 Newspaper War
Many people have heard of Waldorf Astoria, but have not heard of another company called Rothschild & Sons.

Rothschild & Sons is also a financial investment bank that excels particularly at corporate acquisitions, and many British people like to look for this company.

The name of this company sounds like it is run by a Chinese, but it is actually owned by Jews and a Jewish family.

The famous French winery "Mouton Rothschild" belongs to the Rothschild family.

Seeing that the development of the situation was deviating from his own judgment, Zhou Xinian immediately invited representatives from the Luo Fuqi (father and son) company to discuss countermeasures.

Or it was the living room of the villa on the top of Victoria Peak. If Xia Houbin, the general manager of the Milk Company, was here at this moment, he would definitely not believe his eyes. How could Sir Zhou Xinian have such a face?

Zhou Xinian was wearing a dark blue fine-grained tweed suit and a black bow tie. His hair was combed back with distinct roots. There was a flower made of a handkerchief on his left chest. The smile on his face was also a flower. He leaned forward slightly as he spoke to the person opposite him.

"Mr. Rothschild, do you think the Hong Kong Land Company is going too far?"

“Where can I find such an acquisition?”

"You want to take away the milk company under my name without paying a penny?"

"Isn't this breaking the rules?"

"If this continues, how can we play in Hong Kong's stock market? Don't you think so?"

Although the company of Luo Fuqi (father and son) is called this name, their family also followed the trend and chose a Chinese name after moving to Hong Kong. The current person in charge in Hong Kong is called Luo Yongqiang.

If I could describe him, he's typical old money.

The Rothschild family had become wealthy as early as the 18th and 19th centuries. Backed by the Rothschild family, the family is a famous banking and financial family in Europe.

Like the Rothschild family, Château Mouton Rothschild in Bordeaux, France, is only a small part of their wine business.

Luo Yongqiang was also dressed in a suit and tie, with neat hair. He was about 40 years old, with some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He listened to Zhou Xinian's complaints calmly, then lightly pinched the coffee cup with two fingers and slowly took a sip.

His eyelids drooped, as if he was thinking. After putting down the coffee cup, he smiled reservedly with eight teeth showing, and replied in fluent Cantonese: "Sir Zhou, you are right."

"This practice of Hong Kong Land Company has a far-reaching impact. I will raise our objection to Mr. Smith, the chairman of Hong Kong Stock Exchange."

"It's just that," he paused and looked at Zhou Xinian, "Sir Zhou, forgive me for being blunt, but Hong Kong Holdings is a subsidiary of Jardine Matheson after all, and its relationship with Mr. Smith is just as close as its relationship with the Hong Kong government."

"So, I suggest you take some action!"

"Appreciate further details!"

Luo Yongqiang raised a finger and said calmly: "Since the local government has made a big splash in the newspaper, the milk company can do the same!"

"In Chinese"

"Give him a taste of his own medicine?" Zhou Xinian answered quickly.

"That's right!"

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Yongqiang!" Zhou Xinian waved behind him, and the butler, Old Zhou, immediately brought over a piece of antique porcelain and placed it next to Zhou Xinian.

Zhou Xinian pushed the antique towards Luo Yongqiang and said, "Mr. Yongqiang, I know you like Chinese antiques. This one is one I have treasured for many years. It is a Yongzheng famille rose. It is a gift to a hero. Please accept it."

Luo Yongqiang didn't move, "How can this be so embarrassing? No merit, no reward!"

Zhou Xinian looked into Luo Yongqiang's eyes and said carefully, "Mr. Yongqiang, I will arrange for the Milk Company to sign a cooperation agreement with Luo Fuqi (Father and Son) Company later. I also ask your company to help us to break the sinister behavior of Zhidi Real Estate."

"This porcelain is just my personal thanks for your help."

Luo Yongqiang finally showed a genuine smile on his face: "Don't worry, Sir Zhou, Zhidi's method will not succeed!" "The method to defeat them is also very simple. Two words."

"Which two?"

Luo Yongqiang said lightly: "Stock split!" He looked confident, as if he was holding a feather fan in his hand to make him look more elegant.

"Yes!" Zhou Xinian excitedly clapped his fists, "Anything else, Mr. Luo, please give me some advice?"

Luo Yongqiang lowered his head and drank his coffee without saying anything else.

"Haha, my bad. I'll call Xia Houbin right now and sign an anti-takeover agreement with your company!"

"Ok!"

After Zhou Xinian sent Luo Yongqiang away, he immediately called Xia Houbin to make arrangements. On the one hand, he signed a cooperation agreement with Luo Fuqi (father and son) company, and the first installment of 50 Hong Kong dollars was transferred immediately.

At the same time, several newspapers were found and announcements were issued at the same time: calling on retail shareholders of the dairy company to wait for further notification from the board of directors before making any decision.

It would be better for Zhou Xinian not to publish the announcement in the newspaper.

Instead of offering any specific solution, they just issued a bland announcement that sounded very fatherly.

The stock market was immediately stirred up, with the Hong Kong dollar index rapidly climbing to 700 points, a record high.

Stimulated by this news, the milk company's stock price hit new highs. Before the close of trading on November 11, it had risen by another 7 yuan to 22 yuan.

The share price of Swire Properties also rose, reaching 104 yuan.

In the view of Zhou Xinian and retail investors, the two-share-for-one exchange proposal previously proposed by Swire Properties is no longer feasible at this time.

And Rothschild also brought him good news. Mr. Smith, the chairman of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, was very dissatisfied with the acquisition of Hong Kong Land.
At this time, Landmark boss Niu Bijian sneered after seeing the news and threw the newspaper on the ground.

He was holding a big cigar, with smoke curling in front of his eyes. He leaned back in his boss chair, listening leisurely to the latest news from his subordinates.

"Big class, is the previous plan no longer feasible?"

"It won't work?" Niu Bijian was full of arrogance at this time. His shirt collar was open, and his chest hair could be vaguely seen. He laughed arrogantly, "Haha."

After a long while, he stopped, took his legs off the desk, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you know how many chips we have now?"

He held up three fingers and said, "We already own more than 3% of the shares."

"How much does that damn Sir Zhou have? At most 35% of the shares. It's been almost 3 weeks and he hasn't made any move. No, he has some, but it's worse than nothing! Today we received a full 5% of the shares."

He took a deep puff of his cigar, showing his white teeth and sharp eyes: "The stock market is no different from a casino. It tests human nature."

"We at Hong Kong Hutchison Whampoa did not make any cash acquisitions because our Hong Kong Hutchison Whampoa brand has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Hong Kong."

"This Chinese knight who was canonized by the Queen of England has been flattered to the point where he has lost sight of human nature, or is he not Chinese at all? He actually wants to learn from us and rely only on news in the newspapers? Instead of spending his own money to buy it back?"

"Go, continue to publish the announcement on the news, and spread the news that our Landmark will acquire the milk company and build a building." He lit his cigar and asked his secretary, "Remember, you must clearly write down the benefits after the building is built."

"understand!"

Next, the Dairy Farm and the Land Development held press conferences in the newspapers and engaged in a heated exchange of words.

No one pays.
(End of this chapter)