The rebirth of the Hong Kong Island chaebol, starting with a short-selling Eagle Sauce

"Dad, were you trying to show off your muscles just now?"

In Wang Lei's impression, his cheap dad would never make such a simple mistake.

Wang Zhengyi's old face turned red. He couldn't say that he was eager to protect his son and he might have let it slip.

He smiled and said, "You can see all this."

"It's okay, this is not the last trump card in my hand."

Wang Lei feels that being labeled as an arms dealer is not a big problem. As long as his Cayman capital and industries around the world are not exposed, his trump card will still be there.

Hearing this, Wang Zhengyi was slightly frightened. His son had a lot of secrets.

"A Lei, you have been tired in the past few days. After you have been busy for a while, I want to take you around."

Wang Lei did not refute his father's interest in revisiting his hometown and suggested:

"Wealth does not return home, just like walking at night in brocade clothes. Dad, why don't you take me back to Mang Village to have a look?"

When Wang Zhengyi mentioned his hometown, his face changed slightly and he said hesitantly:

"Let's see if there's an opportunity. The group still has a lot of things waiting for me to deal with."

Wang Lei wondered, did Cheap Daddy have any bad memories in Mang Village?

Think about it, if you are living comfortably in your hometown, who would think of venturing to Hong Kong City.

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The next morning, the father and son planned to try the famous Kyoto roast duck.

But from the hotel window, I saw dark green pickup trucks and old Audi A4s parked below.

Wang Lei was still wondering why so many luxury cars suddenly appeared.

As a result, when we arrived at the hotel lobby, a large group of people gathered around us.

"Mr. Wang, we are representatives of the Munitions Department. If you are free, we would like to chat with you right away."

Before Wang Lei could come to his senses.

A white-haired old man in a suit handed over a business card:

"Mr. Wang, I am Professor Ni who studies artificial intelligence. We are from the Long Academy of Sciences. I heard..."

"We are representatives of the foreign trade department and would like to treat you and your son to a casual meal..."

Business cards were constantly pushed into the hands of the father and son. Looking at the messy scene, both of them were a little dumbfounded.

He looked at Representative Xiao with questioning eyes.

Representative Xiao was also a little helpless. He didn't expect that one of his phone calls would stir up a hornet's nest, and a group of people would receive the gossip.

And he couldn't afford to offend any of these groups of people.

Wang Lei and Wang Zhengyi also have big heads. These people have hot eyes and look like they want to eat people.

If you agree to an invitation from one party, you will inevitably be slow to treat others.

"Sir Zhao, I hope you can allow us and the king some space to be alone. Do you know how important our research is?"

The quartermaster named Zhao refused to give in:

"Academician Ni, I know your research is very meaningful, but national defense is more important. Without powerful weapons, our airspace is always facing the threat of US imperialism!"

"The most important thing now is to earn foreign exchange for the country. If you don't have money, where will your research funds come from? Academician Ni, and where will your purchasing expenses come from, Chief Zhao?"

Just when several people were arguing, a familiar voice sounded not far from Wang Zhengyi;

"Boss Wang?"

Wang Zhengyi couldn't help but be startled. This voice often appeared in his dreams, and he shouted hurriedly:

"Brother Zhanzhi, is that you?"

"it's me!"

Wang Zhengyi hurriedly pushed away the crowd and immediately noticed He Zhanzhi and his son who were stopped outside the hotel by several soldiers.

"Mr. Wang, are they your old friends?"

"Yes, he is my comrade from the same village Ni Zhanzhi!"

Hearing the word "comrade", Commander Zhao immediately had an idea. He smiled and said:

"Then I'll let them in so that our comrades can get together."

He added an accent to the word "comrade-in-arms", and everyone could hear his pride.

Others knew that Wang Zhengyi had reunited with his old friends, so they definitely had no intention of discussing cooperation with them. Academician Ni and the representatives from the foreign trade department could only say goodbye reluctantly, so that the Wang family and his son must contact them as soon as possible when they were free.

Wang Zhengyi and Wang Lei also hurriedly responded.

He Zhanzhi was very excited to be released, and the two middle-aged men hugged each other heavily.

"Boss Wang, you are indeed still alive."

"Haha, Zhan Zhi, I didn't expect to see you again one day."

"You've gained a lot of weight."

"Neither are you."

"But he is still so domineering and extremely heroic."

"I like to hear this. Well, is this your son?"

"Ping Nan, why don't you say hello to your uncle?"

It was also the first time for Ni Zhanzhi to see such a big shot, and he shouted nervously:

"Hello, Uncle Wang."

Wang Lei also called out "Hello Uncle Ni".

Wang Zhengyi was very concerned about the current situation of his old brother. He was particularly happy to learn that Ni Zhanzhi had opened more than a dozen factories and had a chain of shopping malls.

"Zhan Zhi, I'm relieved that you're doing well. The people I worry about the most in Hong Kong City are you old brothers."

He is an orphan, and apart from a few comrades who have been through life and death, he really has nothing to care about in the mainland.

"Boss Wang, you must take a look at your hometown. Erdan is now the village chief, and he is very powerful."

When Wang Zhengyi heard about what happened in his hometown, he was resistant on the surface, but he listened very seriously.

"So, the folks still planted apple trees after I left?"

"Yes, they now know how good you are, platoon leader. Many people still talk about you more than ten years after you left in anger."

When it comes to this matter, Wang Zhengyi is a little emotional.

It was he who took the train for five days and nights to beg experts to survey the land in Mang Village.

The mountain road is steep, so he carried the old expert up the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The result is that the slopes of Mang Village are suitable for planting apple trees.

It's a pity that a group of people were stubborn and the production team interfered and labeled Wang Zhengyi as seeking personal gain.

How could the young and energetic Wang Zhengyi bear such incomprehensible grievance...