allendalepharm Chapter 92 Reunion in Hong Kong - Lu Yunsheng, guess what gift I brought this time?
Chapter 92 Reunion in Hong Kong - Lu Yunsheng, guess what gift I brought this time?
Chapter 92 Reunion in Hong Kong - Lu Yunsheng, guess what gift I brought this time?
(Fourth update, please vote for monthly tickets) So, money is only enough for the time being. We should treat money as a tool, not as a slave to it. This point of view is very important!
After two days of happy family time, when Han Zhenhua said that he would be returning to Shanghai in the Republican era to continue his research, his relatives tried their best to persuade him to stay!
But Han Zhenhua explained that his research findings were all from Shanghai, where he found the inspiration and mentors he needed.
Upon hearing the news, his junior colleague, classmates, research group, and his fiancée Feng Chengcheng all offered their congratulations and said that their whole families would definitely be there to offer their blessings!
In his "excitement," Han Zhenhua once again "impulsively" declared that after returning to the Republic of China, he would hand over all decision-making power over his "Hope Land Oil Exploration Company" in the United States to his "uncle, uncle-in-law, and aunt" to manage. All important decisions would be made by the three "relatives" through voting, without needing to consult him... and he signed the "Authorization Letter" on the spot!
Everyone was utterly... stunned!
Han Zhenhua still holds the same belief: "When you don't know how to get to know someone deeply, the simplest way is to overwhelm them with money!"
Moreover, with such a large and profitable company, having the three of you "jointly decide" will shift their focus from "continuing to covet my assets as a junior" to the struggle for who will be the "actual controller" of "Hope Land Oil Exploration Company" in the future!
As dividends from the oil industry increase, competition will become increasingly fierce!
Where there are people, there is a world of intrigue; where there are interests, there are conflicts. Even between fathers and sons, brothers and nephews, when it comes to truly touching on "core interests," it is absolutely a case of "fathers can be murdered, brothers can be killed, and spouses can turn against each other" (refer to Xuanwu Gate for mobile AI prompts). How much more so when it comes to just "relatives"?
Of course, such a "cunning and shrewd" and "overtly planned" scheme was something that Han Zhenhua, an eighteen-year-old high school student, could never have imagined. Instead, it was the "best solution" given by the "mobile AI"!
The following day, "Uncle" Jackson Cole visited again, his attitude now that of a true elder from the bottom of his heart.
He patted his chest and assured him, "Zhenhua, my good nephew! I heard you're going back to that dangerous Shanghai during the Republic of China era to do research?"
"No way! It's too unsafe! Uncle will immediately arrange for my most capable subordinate, 'King Kong' Mike Thornton's team, to lead 20 of the most elite Umbrella mercenaries, along with a longwave radio. Among these 20 is Bruce Jun Fan Lee, a Chinese American who has lived in the US since childhood. He's fluent in English, French, Japanese, and Chinese, and his martial arts skills are quite good. He can be your butler or translator, and he'll accompany you to Shanghai! He'll protect you 24/7! Uncle will cover all the expenses!"
William Rawls fully embraced the role of "uncle-in-law," pulling out his contact list: "I still have many old connections in the consulate and business organizations in Shanghai. The current deputy military attaché James and commercial attaché Thomson were both my subordinates before."
I'll send them a long-wave telegram. Once you're in Shanghai, contact them directly if you need anything. They'll help you just as they helped me!
A few days later, Han Zhenhua boarded a passenger ship returning to the Far East.
Unlike when he arrived, he is now a "formal member of the Cole family" and a "top multi-millionaire," accompanied by twenty cold-faced, well-equipped mercenaries from the "Umbrella" company.
Thinking back on the terrifying experience of the past few months in the United States, Han Zhenhua couldn't help but let out a deep breath and think to himself, "After several months of back and forth, I finally managed to get tens of millions of US dollars and a prestigious and genuine legal identity. I don't know how many brain cells I've lost. I earned my money through pure hard work!"
William's uncle's letter of introduction, Uncle Jackson's personal bodyguard, and the Citibank checkbook with a huge sum of money in his pocket were all his strong assets for returning to the battlefield of Shanghai.
Of course, before returning to Shanghai, I must go to Hong Kong again to pay a visit to Lu Yunsheng!
The azure sea shimmered with tiny golden rays of sunlight as the massive U.S. Department of Commerce mission ship, the Columbia, slowly sailed into Victoria Harbour.
Compared to ordinary passenger ships, this ship appeared more solemn and heavily guarded.
Han Zhenhua stood on the deck, his well-tailored white suit making him look even more handsome and dashing.
Compared to when he left, there was less of the youthful anxiety in his eyes and more of a calm and confident demeanor, a quality honed by immense wealth and complex experiences.
Human growth requires "process and experience", especially the experience of "big events", which can fundamentally change a person's overall temperament!
Behind him, besides his inseparable Ah-Qiang and four other Green Gang members, what was even more eye-catching were twenty mercenaries from the American "Umbrella" company, all dressed in dark combat uniforms, with sharp eyes and burly figures!
Although the salary was supposed to be paid by his "uncle," Han Zhenhua, who was well aware that "making empty promises without talking about money is just being lazy," would never make such a basic mistake. So he gave each person a "huge red envelope" of three hundred US dollars on the spot.
"Blessed with red envelopes," they stood silently and "dutifully," their menacing aura clashing with the other well-mannered members of the expedition team on the ship.
As soon as the ship docked, Uncle Fu, the old steward of Lu Yunsheng's mansion, was already waiting at the pier with his men.
When he saw Han Zhenhua descend the gangway surrounded by a group of menacing foreign bodyguards, a hint of undisguised astonishment flashed in Uncle Fu's cloudy eyes.
He hurried forward and said respectfully, "Young Master Han, you're back! Master instructed me to wait here for a long time."
"Uncle Fu, thank you for your hard work." Han Zhenhua smiled and nodded, his attitude as humble as ever, but Uncle Fu keenly sensed that this young man seemed to possess an indescribable air of authority.
On the way back to the Lu Mansion, Uncle Fu sat in the passenger seat, secretly observing Han Zhenhua behind them through the rearview mirror.
He muttered to himself, "This young master Han seems like a completely different person after his trip to America."
These foreign bodyguards were all menacing and far more formidable than ordinary guards.
'
The convoy arrived at the Luk Mansion on Pok Fu Lam Road, and the iron gate slowly opened.
Having received advance notice by Uncle Fu's phone call, Lu Yunsheng, unusually, stood waiting in front of the main building, with his favorite concubine Lu Lanchun nestled beside him.
When Lu Yunsheng saw Han Zhenhua and the elite mercenary squad behind him, his hand stroking his beard paused slightly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes before turning into a gentle smile. Lu Lanchun covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity and surprise.
"Nephew Zhenhua! You must be tired from your journey!" Lu Yunsheng said with a loud laugh, taking a step forward.
"Uncle Lu! I am deeply honored by your personal welcome!" Han Zhenhua stepped forward quickly, bowed deeply, and performed all the proper courtesies.
After entering the living room and taking their seats, a servant served them fragrant tea. Lu Yunsheng asked casually, "Nephew, it seems you've had a very fruitful trip to America? These guards are quite imposing."
Han Zhenhua put down his teacup, his expression solemn: "I was just about to report to Uncle Lu. This trip to the United States went so smoothly thanks to your connections, Uncle Lu, and the great help of Mr. William Rawls."
My nephew's research project has made a breakthrough, and along with it... some unexpected surprises have also occurred." He paused deliberately, leaving the audience in suspense.
Lu Yunsheng smiled slightly, took out a telegram from his pocket, and handed it to Han Zhenhua: "Mr. Rawls has sent a long-wave telegram, which is very sincere and expresses his deepest gratitude to me."
He said, "My dear nephew... you are actually his wife's long-lost nephew. This reunion is a great joy. He also said that he owes me a huge favor."
There will surely be a great reward in the future, hehe...
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Han Zhenhua took the telegram and quickly glanced at it. William Rawls' tone was extremely enthusiastic, describing him (Han Zhenhua) as a family treasure that had been found, and expressing the highest level of gratitude for Lu Yunsheng's introduction, promising "this favor will be repaid handsomely."
Han Zhenhua chuckled inwardly at William's superb acting skills, but on his face he showed just the right amount of "emotion": "Yes, Uncle Lu, this is a long story, it's practically an arrangement of fate."
"If it weren't for your introduction, my nephew would never have been able to recognize the Cole family, let alone have achieved the enormous...economic benefits that followed."
"Oh? Economic benefits?" Lu Yunsheng raised an eyebrow, revealing an interested expression.
Lu Lanchun also perked up her ears, and even Uncle Fu, who was standing next to her, subconsciously leaned forward.
Han Zhenhua did not answer directly. Instead, he took out an exquisite sandalwood box from his briefcase and presented it to Lu Yunsheng on the coffee table with both hands.
"Uncle Lu, I am deeply grateful and cannot express my thanks. This is just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."