Looking at the three people walking over, Ye Hao Chen's eyes lit up. They were three famous Hong Kong tycoons.
The middle-aged man who was speaking was none other than Li Zhao Ji, a Hong Kong real estate tycoon.
He had accumulated vast wealth through investments in real estate and the stock market, second only to the "Shipping King."
The other two were Zheng Yu Tong and the film mogul, Shao Six叔.
These few people, along with the "Shipping King" and Mr. Huo, represented the capital of Hong Kong's Chinese community.
Each of them had assets exceeding ten billion.
"This handsome young man must be Mr. Ye,"
Li Zhao Ji nodded at the two and then looked at Ye Hao Chen.
Zheng Yu Tong and Shao Six叔 also smiled, sizing up Ye Hao Chen.
"Mr. Li, Mr. Zheng, Six叔, good evening."
"I'm Ye Hao Chen..."
Ye Hao Chen smiled at the three. Movies were a lucrative industry indeed.
"Mr. Ye, you've been in the news in Hong Kong lately,"
Zheng Yu Tong picked up a wine glass and said with a smile.
The others also nodded. Ye Hao Chen had indeed been in the news quite a lot recently.
It was mainly due to the continuous expansion of Ye氏 Food Company and Textile Company.
The food company in particular had the potential to become the leading food company in Hong Kong.
"Just some small ventures, nothing compared to what you seniors have accomplished,"
Ye Hao Chen shook his head lightly and said humbly.
He was still responsible for continuously pouring money into Ye氏 Food Company.
Hearing Ye Hao Chen's words, the "Shipping King"'s face twitched.
This was too humble. He was calling it "small ventures?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense, this kid is very shrewd."
"His assets are probably bigger than mine."
"He's about to make a lot of money from me again soon."
The "Shipping King" looked at Mr. Huo who was secretly laughing and said grumpily.
As soon as the words fell, Li Zhao Ji and the three others looked at Ye Hao Chen in surprise.
The "Shipping King" was a Hong Kong tycoon with assets exceeding 100 billion.
"This kid is a financial genius, a Harvard graduate."
"I know he made at least two hundred million US dollars through the stock market."
"And then there's Ye氏 Group, think about it."
The "Shipping King" looked at the expressions of the others and explained softly.
Two hundred million US dollars through the stock market?
The three were all startled. It was at least two hundred million US dollars.
Although Ye氏 Group was not a listed company after acquiring Huī Huáng Company, it was definitely worth ten billion.
He quickly told them about Ye Hao Chen's purchase of shares in Wharf Holdings.
"Hao Chen, it seems I need to have a chat with you sometime."
Li Zhao Ji came to his senses and smiled at Ye Hao Chen.
He was known as the "Asian Stock God" by the people of Hong Kong.
"Okay, I'd like to learn from Uncle Li too."
Ye Hao Chen nodded. Li Zhao Ji was the youngest of the group, but he was still over 50 years old.
Everyone has their own circle, and these Hong Kong tycoons were no exception.
Not far away, a few handsome men and beautiful women kept glancing at Ye Hao Chen and the others.
"Brother, who is that young man?"
One of the long-haired women looked at Ye Hao Chen in confusion.
To be able to chat happily with the "Shipping King" and Mr. Huo, he must be someone of the same caliber.
There were many second-generation rich kids present, but none of them were qualified to talk to Mr. Huo and the others.
"I heard he's the eldest son of Ye氏 Group."
"The one who bought Hutchison Whampoa, Mr. Ye."
Her brother, Zhang Guo Rong, whispered. He had just heard it from someone else.
"So it's him, no wonder he can.... with the "Shipping King" and Six叔..."
Mei Jie showed an expression of realization. She had of course heard of Ye Hao Chen's name.
........
The banquet was very pleasant. After getting into the car, Ye Hao Chen took out his phone.
Soon, the convoy headed towards Victoria Harbour.
An hour later, the convoy stopped. Xuan Jian and Duan Shui were already waiting.
"Boss, I got it."
Xuan Jian hurriedly greeted him and opened the trunk.
Black bags filled the entire trunk, one after another.
Xuan Jian opened one of the bags, revealing stacks of US dollars.
Looking at those bags of US dollars, Ye Hao Chen smiled.
These US dollars were of course the one hundred million US dollars that Tian Yang Sheng and the others had robbed from the armored car some time ago.
Others didn't know, but he was very clear.
The one hundred million US dollars was in a car belonging to Senior Inspector Zhang Wen Yao of the Central Police Station.
This guy had tricked Tian Yang Sheng and the others.
But now it was his gain.
After seeing the news, he had Duan Shui monitor Senior Inspectors Zhang Wen Yao and Luo Pei Quan.
After the robbery, Xuan Jian had found that car.
But they didn't find the US dollars at the time.
They kept watch for a month and finally got it.
He was very short of money now, and the one hundred million US dollars would solve his immediate problem.
But he needed to launder this money, and of course he would go to the Wei family for laundering.
The Wei family that Ye Hao Chen was talking about was the Chang Xing Wei family, led by Wei De Xin.
The Wei family was a well-known money laundering operation in Hong Kong's underworld.
He could have laundered this money himself, but it was too troublesome, so it was better to give it to Wei De Xin.
Let the professionals handle it.
"Those two police inspectors are probably going to vomit blood if they know,"
Tian Yan fiddled with her skirt, looking at the car full of US dollars and said with a smile.
Ye Hao Chen had told her the whole story, so she was very clear.
Although it had been a month, the robbery in Central was still being discussed, and the police were still trying to catch the culprits.
It was too vicious, there were many casualties, and one hundred million US dollars was no small sum.
"Let's go..."
A hint of a smile curved Ye Hao Chen's lips. He could already imagine Zhang Wen Yao's feelings when he found the money missing.
He had gone to great lengths to get the money, only to have it stolen.
And he hadn't even killed Tian Yang Sheng and the seven others. Once the heat died down, they would be back for revenge.
As the saying goes, "Too much cleverness often leads to one's ruin."
PS: Please collect, flower, monthly ticket....