On a flight to Hong Kong Island, Ye Hao Chen and the Shipping King were chatting.
They exchanged phone numbers at the banquet yesterday and learned that Ye Hao Chen was going back to Hong Kong Island, so they happened to return together.
This plane wasn't a private plane, but a private jet chartered by the Shipping King.
In this era, private jets were considered luxury goods. There was no one in Hong Kong Island who had one.
After the banquet yesterday, the Shipping King had someone investigate Ye Hao Chen.
The more he investigated, the more astonished he was. This was a true genius.
Investigating Ye Hao Chen's achievements wasn't difficult.
This guy wasn't just studying at Harvard in the past two years.
Besides making a lot of money in the stock market, he had also made many connections.
Not to mention the financial and business circles.
The British Princess, the daughter of the Gambino family, and the eldest son of the Corleone family.
These people were not simple, and they all had a good relationship with Ye Hao Chen.
At such a young age, he knew that connections were money. He was bound to be a great man.
"Hao Chen, how long are you planning to stay in Hong Kong Island this time?,"
The Shipping King looked at Ye Hao Chen, who was gentle and elegant, with a noble air, and asked with a smile.
He had only seen this kind of aura in the descendants of large families.
"If nothing unexpected happens, I will stay in Hong Kong Island for the time being."
"I have already told my tutor, I will keep my school registration."
"Shipping King, maybe I need to rely on you to make a living."
Ye Hao Chen put down the newspaper. Though his heart was very anxious, he still smiled and said.
Hong Kong Island was now full of gold, and he naturally didn't want to miss it.
Suddenly, he had an idea and remembered the Wharf incident from his previous life.
He thought he needed to plan it. The business world was like a war, and he understood this principle.
He naturally had to do something that was profitable.
Moreover, he didn't want to let Old Li take advantage.
"You, a billionaire, need me to help you make a living?,"
The Shipping King almost choked on his water, looking at Ye Hao Chen with a wry smile.
He didn't know how much money Ye Hao Chen had earned, but it definitely had to be at least 200 million US dollars.
"But if you need help, don't hesitate."
The Shipping King shook his head, his expression suddenly turned serious.
Ye Hao Chen didn't hide anything about what happened to the Ye family.
But if he wanted to investigate, he could easily find out.
He had become accustomed to what had happened to the Ye family.
Hong Kong Island was now very chaotic, it was the foreigners' territory, and there were gangs everywhere.
Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp.
Doing business in Hong Kong Island basically couldn't be separated from gangs.
Many gangs were backed by bosses, and the Shipping King was no exception.
He was very optimistic about Ye Hao Chen, so he didn't mind helping him when he encountered difficulties.
Adding flowers to a brocade was far less valuable than sending coal in winter.
"Don't worry, I won't be polite."
Ye Hao Chen nodded with a smile, but his gaze drifted towards the window.
The Shipping King glanced at Ye Hao Chen, and his gaze couldn't help but fall on the man with a cold expression beside him.
This man wasn't simple either, his whole body emanated a chilling coldness.
Moreover, his bodyguards had reminded him that this man was a master, and his hands must have been stained with blood.
This man with a cold expression was naturally Xuan Jian.
Soon, the plane landed at the airport. After Ye Hao Chen got off the plane, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
After several years, he finally returned to this land, and he felt that the air was much fresher.
"Shipping King, I'm going home first."
Ye Hao Chen looked at his second uncle waving at him outside the airport and said softly.
"Then come out for tea when you have time."
The Shipping King also nodded with a smile. He also saw someone calling for Ye Hao Chen.
After saying goodbye to the Shipping King, Ye Hao Chen, accompanied by Xuan Jian, walked towards the airport exit.
"This is the most outstanding young man I've ever seen."
Looking at Ye Hao Chen's back, the Shipping King softly praised.
He was articulate, humble, and most importantly, capable.
He had seen countless outstanding young men, but none of them could compare to Ye Hao Chen.
He had a feeling that Hong Kong Island would undergo new changes because of Ye Hao Chen's return.
"Sir, are we going home now, or?,"
The bodyguards behind him didn't say anything, but the butler asked in a deep voice.
"Go to HSBC Bank first."
The Shipping King shook his head gently, and his gaze also became deep.
He still had something to take care of, which was to handle the Wharf matter.
Wharf belonged to the British Jardine Matheson Group, which was controlled by the Keswick family.
The Keswick family wasn't simple, so it was even harder to snatch food from the mouths of the foreign devils.
Therefore, he needed financial support, and HSBC was the best choice.
Now, he was the major shareholder of Wharf, owning 20% of Wharf shares.
But Jardine's Land Company was also increasing its purchase, and its holding of Wharf shares had risen to 20%, almost equal to his.
He had been competing with Jardine in a tug-of-war for nearly two years. It was time to settle it once and for all.
.........
In the car, Ye Yong Ming was a little shocked. He then looked at his nephew.
If he wasn't mistaken, the old man just now was the Shipping King.
"Second Uncle, do I have a flower on my face?,"
Ye Hao Chen slowly turned his head and looked at his second uncle with a smile.
"No, but Hao Chen, you're getting more handsome."
"You're unlike your older brother, you look more like your elder sister-in-law."
Ye Yong Ming also came to his senses and shook his head with a smile.
Ye Hao Chen also smiled. He did resemble his mother in appearance.
Not just him, the Ye brothers and sisters all looked more like their mother.
"Hao Chen, how long of a leave did you take this time?,"
Ye Yong Ming suddenly thought of his nephew who was still studying and couldn't help but ask.
After finishing, he couldn't help but look at Xuan Jian in the passenger seat.
This person exuded a chilling aura, who was he?
But soon, he thought that his nephew was quite wealthy, so it was normal to have a bodyguard.
Hong Kong Island was chaotic, but the outside world wasn't any better.
"I'm not going back for the time being. I'll keep my school registration."
"I've already learned what I should learn. Staying in school isn't very useful."
"Besides, Second Uncle, you know that even when I was in the US, I only went to school occasionally."
"Second Uncle, Xuan Jian is my bodyguard."
Ye Hao Chen shook his head with a smile. Seeing his second uncle's gaze, he said solemnly.
He was telling the truth. In this life, his memory was exceptionally good.
He wasn't saying he had photographic memory, but it wasn't far off.
He went to Harvard partly because he wanted to meet some people and make some connections.
After all, who wasn't a top student to be able to study at Harvard?.