After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Hong Kong had the following opportunities. The first is the Korean War when the founding of the People's Republic of China. I won't say much about it. There is also the period when reform and opening up was just beginning. Through Hong Kong, the foreign window, foreign investment and exports were attracted. Then, now, Western countries have imposed sanctions, and Hong Kong once again plays the role of the foreign window. Re-export trade has accumulated huge wealth, making Hong Kong's economy a thousand miles a day.

Of course, if you are interested, you can read detailed special documents. However, Jing Jian was not interested in conducting any academic research. The reason why he chose Hong Kong for the first stop before returning to China is that he knew that Hong Kong's status was very important at this time. If the industry here could be integrated well, it would be able to revitalize the overall situation.

However, no matter how this game is activated, it cannot be separated from one word - money! So after drinking the welcome wine and returning to his villa, Jing Jian first called the Feng family.

“…”

"I'm back. Well... how are the kids?"

"He's asleep. You... won't leave?"

"I've dropped out of school. I'll be at your house tomorrow morning."

"Uh-huh."

Seeing his daughter Feng Qianling holding the phone crying, but she smiled foolishly from time to time, Feng Biaoting shook her head helplessly...

...

On the large terrace of Feng's mansion, Feng Biaoting sat opposite Jing Jian, and only Xiao Si stood behind Feng Biaoting.

Looking at the shadows of sails on the sea, Feng Biaoting couldn't help but sigh: "You are finally willing to come and drink tea with me."

Jing Jian didn't want to say anything exciting at this time. In fact, the two of them were able to sit down and drink tea today, which showed each other's attitude. After a while of silence, Jing Jian went straight to the topic: "I need the support of a bank. I need to be able to control the future in my hands. I like Nan Henglong and can let Lingling manage it."

Jing Jian’s meaning is already very clear. As long as he controls, the ownership of the bank can belong to the Feng family, namely Feng Qianling and his son.

"Nan Henglong is just a small bank." Feng Biaoting looked at Jing Jian.

"In the future, I will become a local medium-sized bank in Hong Kong. I am sure to win." Jing Jian promised Feng Biaoting. Generally speaking, banks like Nanheng Lung with a total deposit of less than HK$10 billion are considered small banks. The total deposits of medium-sized banks will reach 30 billion to 50 billion.

And there is another meaning in this statement. If Feng Biaoting is unwilling, Jing Jian is also planning to acquire a bank in Hong Kong.

Feng Biaoting's eyes became sharp: "I don't want to listen to the painting cake to satisfy my hunger. What I want is in front of me. What can you give?"

"I can transfer NT$5 billion to my Nanheng Lung account immediately." Jing Jian knew that being implicated by himself, Nanheng Lung's money has been very nervous recently and life has not been easy.

"1.3 billion?" Feng Biaoting's face looked much better. With this huge sum of money, Nan Henglong could turn around and move around in an instant.

Jing Jian continued to ask, "How much can Nan Henglong support after I deposit it? Uncle Feng, you know that my companies are short of money."

After thinking a little, he smiled at Jing Jian and Feng Biaoting said: "1.3 billion Hong Kong dollars!"

Jing Jian's smile suddenly solidified on his face. In fact, with such a large margin, Nanhenglong can at least embezzle HK$34 billion in loans. Jing Jian doesn't need too much, it's not an exaggeration to give HK$2 billion? Otherwise, why go through the bank?

"Uncle Feng, Nan Henglong's funds are so tight?" Jing Jian asked.

"It's not as bad as you thought." Feng Biaoting replied, "Let me tell you clearly! You offended too many people in Hong Kong, and the Feng family has taken a lot of blame for you. The directors on the board of directors have joined forces, and I am under a lot of pressure. The number you want is too large, and it's difficult for the board of directors to pass."

Jing Jianke understood that the Feng family is not absolutely controlling in Nanhenglong, and there are other small shareholders on the board of directors. If those small shareholders join forces, the worst result will be that the Feng family will even lose control of Nanhenglong. So Feng Biaoting is now a lame chairman.

Feng Biaoting continued: "Actually, you are just angry now. You can't fight for business. Those gambling ships have made so much money, so you can find a good seller to get rid of it. That Dahe Industrial is also fighting too hard, why bother? I can come forward and let you meet those uncles and A Ling. Can a big cake be eaten with all the same?"

"Haha, please send me some scraps?" Jing Jian said with a smile.

"The scraps are better than defeat! A Jian, your best result now is both sides. To be honest, I appreciate your youthful spirit, but I fight with almost all real estate developers in Hong Kong? You don't have a chance." Feng Biaoting advised, "Let's do this! In a few days, wait for my news, the rich man?"

Jing Jian smiled and shrugged: "Then let's go to the dock?"

...

Under the guidance of the servant, he came to Feng Qianling's room. Before Jing Jian could knock on the door, the door had already opened. Looking at Feng Qianling's familiar and unfamiliar face, Jing Jian was a little confused about how to speak.

Feng Qianling was wearing a plain lace long skirt, a ribbon and a ponytail, dressed up quite simply, and had a charming smile on her face: "You are here." While speaking, she let Jing Jian into the room.

In the middle of the room, Honghong was sitting on the ground, playing with a pile of building blocks attentively. Jing Jian walked over gently and touched his head. Honghong raised his head and suddenly found a "strange uncle". He was so scared that he immediately got up, hid behind his mother, kept stying his little head, and secretly watching Jing Jian.

Jing Jian and Feng Qianling laughed out loud at the same time. They carried Honghong into their arms, and they sat down side by side on the sofa: "A Jian, I don't know you yet."

"What do you want to know?" Jing Jian asked with a smile, "What happened to me in the mainland? Or what happened to me in the United States in the past few years?"

"Everything is OK." Feng Qianling smiled sweetly, "I love to hear it all."

“…”

...

On the terrace, Feng Biaoting was still drinking tea and looking at the sea. Xiao Si behind him asked softly: "Master, what should I do about my son-in-law?"

Feng Biaoting smiled and shook his head: "He is not convinced. But I am doing it for his own good, and the situation is better than others. The Feng family can't stand the tossing and I am old."

Xiao Si understood what Feng Biaoting meant. In Feng Biaoting's mind, for the future of the Feng family, he could sacrifice some of Jing Jian's interests.

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Si continued to ask, "Isn't it unhappy to my son-in-law like this?"

"That's for Honghong. Cough cough cough..." Feng Biaoting was furious and coughed violently. Thinking of his daughter's biased appearance, Feng Biaoting felt more angry the more he thought about it. "Don't let her know about this. A girl is outgoing, so she doesn't consider her dad!"
Chapter completed!