Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

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Huo Jingliang smugly exhaled a smoke ring.

"It's only 3.1%, not even worth me personally attending a meeting. I can just clap my hands and that's it. What do you think a tycoon is? Do you think I only do real estate? Naive. I invest in whatever makes money. How could I possibly only plant one money tree?"

Mrs. Wang nodded, having learned something.

"Alright, Old Huo, give me the shares... sell them to me."

Huo Jingliang stared at Wang Taiyi.

"You really didn't want to say those last four words, did you? That's greedy enough, I like it."

"I like it, so give it to me."

"Stop dreaming. You already have enough shares. There's no need for your shareholding to exceed fifty percent."

"Oh? This is a reconciliation."

Huo Jingliang really didn't want to explain basic knowledge to Lao Wang, who was so clueless, but for his daughter's sake...

Do you know what absolute control means?

Wang Taiyi shook his head.

"Do you know what the chairman's responsibilities are?"

Wang Taiyi shook his head.

"Does the chairman know about that matter?"

Wang Taiyi shook his head, then nodded.

"He's the highest-ranking official."

"Hey~~"

Huo Jingliang sighed and gave Wang Taiyi a lesson, talking for more than 20 minutes about the chairman's position in the company's governance structure and the difference between the chairman and the CEO.

"So the chairman of the board is the legal representative?"

Huo Jingliang nodded.

"You're not wrong."

Wang Taiyi thought of the crosstalk families of later generations.

"That's not all that great. I just don't feel safe. If something happens, I'll be the one to take the blame."

Huo Jingliang's lips twitched, feeling that his words had been wasted.

"Shares? Yes, we have shares."

"Oh, just kidding. Old Huo, you're really hot-tempered. How about you help me acquire some shares? Get me some absolute control, and then I'll take you for a spin on Portland Street."

"Outrageous! Do your own thing. Also, I never go to those low-class places. Don't bother me with these trivial matters again, unless it's to repay a favor from last time."

Wang Taiyi stroked his chin as he looked at Huo Jingliang.

This guy lived life to the fullest, but it's a pity he met a tragic end. He was actually killed by Zhang Zili, who hadn't had much schooling, and even buried alive. It's really a shame.

"Old Huo, here's a suggestion: practice holding your breath to death more often. That way, if you get buried alive, you'll live a little longer."

"cut!"

Wang Taiyi is now the chairman of ATV. In Huo Jingliang's mind, Wang Taiyi is someone he can barely be friends with, so he has started talking more.

"Buried alive? If anyone should be buried, it should be me burying someone else."

Looking at Wang Taiyi in his shirt and suit pants, Huo Jingliang said:

"I also have a suggestion for you. Now that you can be considered a wealthy person, don't dress so casually. The outfit you're wearing is a brand name, right? It's cheap! If you're going to wear something, wear something custom-made."

"It's nothing special. How many people can tell if you're dressed up? People might ask if your clothes are custom-made. Just wear what's appropriate for the occasion."

"wrong!"

Huo Jingliang seems to enjoy sharing his experiences with others.

"Clothes are for others to see. If it's comfortable, you'd be more comfortable not wearing anything. Wearing a suit and an expensive watch is to tell others that I'm superior to them, so they'll naturally speak to me with a slight humility. If a car goes out of control and has to hit someone, do you think the driver will hit me in my suit and tie or you in your shorts and flip-flops?"

That's utterly twisted logic. Old Wang changed the subject.

"Old Huo, the gossip magazines say you're incredibly charming and have slept with beauties from all over the world, is that true? Are your kidneys really that good? You're almost 60, aren't you?"

"I'm only in my early fifties."

Huo Jingliang was very proud of this.

"What man doesn't want to sleep with all the beautiful women in the world? Anyone who says no is lying, and besides, they don't have that ability. But I do, and they're just jealous."

"Is it true that you last less than five minutes, according to that gossip magazine?"

Huo Jingliang didn't seem to care much about this.

"Five minutes is a long time, okay? According to medical statistics, more than three minutes is the average for a normal man, and I lasted two minutes longer."

"oops."

Wang Taiyi looked distressed.

"That's not normal. I usually take at least an hour to finish. Do you think I should go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

"Humph!"

Huo Jingliang showed a look of jealousy for the first time.

Old Wang was happy to see Old Huo get his comeuppance.

"Hey! Old Huo, I heard your wife divorced you because of this. Do you regret it?"

"That's ridiculous. I, Huo Jingliang, have never regretted it. I divorced her because she couldn't understand that no man is immune to infidelity. As long as a man knows to come home, that's all that matters."

Old Wang was about to continue speaking when the phone on the table rang.

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Chapter 133 The Appearance of the Three Vietnamese Brothers

"Hey!"

"Brother, it's me."

Wang Tai recognized him immediately; this was none other than Mei Lantian, the buck-toothed brat who had been absent from work for a long time.

"I recognized your voice! Where are you? I thought you'd died out there! How many days have you been out of contact? Did you take a long leave? Do you have a leave slip? Are you on maternity leave? You've got zero performance, so I'm docking your pay, and you can forget about your year-end bonus!"

Huo Jingliang was stunned. Are gangsters really this strictly managed now? There are performance evaluations? What kind of performance evaluations? Is it the number of people killed or the amount of loan sharks collected?

Mei Lantian sounded excited on the other end of the phone.

"Big brother's having fun!"

One sentence was enough to turn Wang Taiyi's anger into excitement.

"Sorry, Bao Bao, your voice is a bit loud. Tell me what kind of fun you're having. I won't accept anything that's just a little bit of fun."

"Hehe, big brother, the three brothers have saved up enough money and are ready to run away. Before they leave, they're planning to pull off a big heist. Let's join in too. Who knows when we'll see them again after they're gone?"

Damn, has he developed feelings for her?

"Wasn't A-Zha in jail?"

"It's a prison break, bro. Sigh, if it weren't for what happened with A-Zha this time, they wouldn't have run away so early." Mei Lantian's tone was full of regret.

"Tell me what they want to do?"

"A group of tough guys recently came to Hong Kong Island. The leader is called Pu Guang. Tomorrow they are going to trade a batch of liquid bombs with a foreign arms organization. Ah Zha and his gang are planning to double-cross them."

Mei Lantian spoke with great excitement.

"Brother, here's what I'm thinking: when they make their move, we'll raid their base, just like last time, and then ambush them when they come back for another raid."

“Great idea, very creative plan. Here’s the deal: you take over their base, and I’ll handle the rest.”

There are so many iconic scenes that we can't miss, and besides, liquid bombs are good stuff too.

"Then please don't kill them, brother. Ah Zha and the others are pretty good."

After asking for the specific transaction address, Wang Taiyi was about to leave when Lao Huo grabbed him.

"Are you going to commit a crime?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm going to fight crime."

Huo Jingliang became interested; he had never watched a live broadcast of a crime scene before.

"What are you going to do? Can I go and see?"

Wang Taiyi asked doubtfully:

"What are you trying to do? Are you trying to call the police to arrest me and then seize my shares in ATV? I see through you. Don't even think about it."

"How could that be? I just wanted to see."

Wang Tai glanced at her eyes and her pupils darted around.