Hong Kong, Taiping Mountain Top—

A black Bentley sedan with license plate number "111" is parked near the top of the mountain.

An old man who looks thin but is intimidating is standing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the charming night view of Hong Kong.

Not far behind him, two men in black were guarding nearby, preventing ordinary people from getting close to here.

Some men and women who were talking about love on the top of the mountain saw this, although they were dissatisfied with their hearts, they didn't say anything, and found some secluded places to linger.

At this time—

The sound of cars came from afar, and from far to near, a black BMW sedan drove slowly over.

Then, the black BMW sedan parked next to the Bentley.

The car door opened, and a man with a bodyguard looked vigilantly at the two men in black.

The two men in black also looked at him with caution.

The man who looked like a bodyguard opened the car door and said to the car: "Mr. Song, no problem!"

Song Zhichao sat in the car and nodded at Ruan Jun, then got out of the car.

Ruan Jun closed the car door again.

The old man overlooking the night view of Hong Kong turned to Song Zhichao and said, "Achao, come here first and take a look at this night view with me!"

Song Zhichao walked over with a smile and said, "How dare I not invite me, Mr. Huo?"

Huo Yingdong smiled, "I'll call you and you'll come back from the UK right away, which is considered to be intentional!"

Song Zhichao walked to Mr. Huo, stood side by side with him, and also overlooked the brightly lit night view of Hong Kong, saying: "Looking down from the top of this mountain, Hong Kong is so beautiful!"

"It's not just beauty, it's simply breathtaking!" Big Boss Huo said in a moving manner, "I remember clearly that when I was still nothing, I had a group of brothers who had been living and dying to do everything and do everything in order to make a living. As long as I don't go against my conscience, I'm willing to do even if the blood flows all over my body!"

"I came to the top of Taiping Mountain several times at that time. Looking from the top down, the whole of Hong Kong was black. The poor people couldn't afford electric lights at all. Many of them used kerosene lamps, but kerosene was also controlled by British colonists at that time, and it was surprisingly expensive, and some even exceeded the price of rice."

"Many poor people like to continue working at night, such as making plastic flowers, insoles, and doing some small textiles... This way you can make a little more money. But you can't afford kerosene, so you can only do it in the dark. I sympathized with them at first, so I started smuggling kerosene and selling it to those poor people who had no money. Later, I found out that this was so profitable, so I had my first pot of gold."

"At that time, I understood a truth - only by being kind-hearted can you make money." Boss Huo glanced at Song Zhichao and said this.

"It's a pity that few people in the Hong Kong business world understand this now. Many people are eager to find money. They don't even think about their ugly appearance. Many times they like to make money that is unconscience-free!" Boss Huo raised his tone.

"I am worthy of the world in this life. Even if I get underground in the future, I can say loudly to the King of Hell! However, I still can't bear to leave Hong Kong, this precious land, and this oriental pearl that our generation has built with one hand!"

"Looking at those young handsome men and business geniuses, in my eyes, few people can defend this fertile land!" Boss Huo suddenly said emotionally, "Except you!" His eyes were staring at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao: “…?!”

I had to smile and said, "Big Boss, I am so flattered by what you said!"

Boss Huo laughed: "I tell you the truth, not to laugh with you, so don't be too humble. Too humble is hypocritical."

"Then can I ask, "Boss, why do you think of me so much?" Song Zhichao said curiously.

"I just told you that the highest level of doing business is 'only able to make money if you are kind-hearted', and you, Song Zhichao, are the first person to fully develop my point of view."

Song Zhichao couldn't help but smile when he received such praise, shrugged and said, "What do you mean?"

Boss Huo looked at Song Zhichao with a smile and said, "Since you first arrived in Hong Kong, you helped the Fu family solve the crisis in the Fulihua Hotel and took the opportunity to find a backer; then you see that the people's livelihood in the Soviet Union was in poverty and lacked clothes and food, so you transported daily necessities there and established Wanda Foreign Trade Company, thus making a lot of money..."

"You also went to Thailand and established an angel fund to help people there, but in the end you rely on the angel fund to open up the channels in Thailand, clearing the obstacles for the development of your business; and you also paid money to help South Korea's economy recover, help Samsung and LG companies emerge from the economic crisis, and at the same time gained the favor of Koreans, as well as some excellent transportation, oil, and electronics companies..."

"A Chao, although I am not by your side, I know every step you have. I can only describe it by the trick of walking and the wonderful way." Big Boss Huo looked at Song Zhichao with a smile and said. "Besides, the financial storm that Hong Kong encountered last year, if you hadn't loved Hong Kong and the country, how could you have warned me in advance? Let me unite with many big bosses in Hong Kong to fight with the big Wall Street tycoon, and then overcome the difficulties together?"

"I never believe in ghosts and gods in this world, but I have always had a doubt about you, thinking that you are more terrifying than ghosts and gods. That kind of foresight and foresight is enough to make many big men like me ashamed!"

When Boss Huo said this, he turned around and walked into the pavilion. A subordinate came over and helped him put on his coat.

Boss Huo is in poor health and has undergone surgery recently, so he pays great attention to protecting his body outside.

Like the cold wind on the top of the mountain, his body can't stand it, so it's better to enter the pavilion.

Song Zhichao seemed to be thinking about what Boss Huo said just now, especially Boss Huo's evaluation of his foresight ability, which made him even more shocked.

Fortunately it was night, Boss Huo turned around and went to the pavilion, but did not notice Song Zhichao's look of surprise.

Song Zhichao, who is calm in the face of changes, will be surprised?

This makes people think too much.

A gust of wind blew, and Song Zhichao felt a little cold, and shrank his neck, so he turned around and went to the pavilion.

Inside the pavilion—

Boss Huo drank the hot tea he brought with him, and then signaled Song Zhichao to sit next to him.

Song Zhichao was not polite and sat down next to him.

If someone else was like this, the subordinates around Boss Huo would definitely stare at each other to death, but the person in front of him was Song Zhichao. Not to mention his youth and promisingness, he was still the pride of the Hong Kong business world. Even Boss Huo looked at him with Boss Huo, and Song Zhichao was also qualified to be "on the same level" as Boss Huo.

"To be honest, Mr. Huo, you invited me to the top of Taiping Mountain tonight and said so much. What's the matter?" Song Zhichao could no longer bear the confusion in his heart and asked.
Chapter completed!