Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

At three o'clock that afternoon -——

Paul Getty Group, large conference room.

As requested today, all group directors are here. What everyone wants to discuss is the current dilemma faced by Paul Group.

Especially a few days ago, Paul Group's stock price was almost halved due to Getty's personal reasons. These board members were like ants on a hot pot. They had to look at the stock price every day when they woke up to see how many millions they had lost.

As rich people, they have experienced big storms, but they have never seen anything so dangerous. They lost millions as soon as they opened their eyes. It was more exciting than jumping into the sea.

At this moment, Huntley, one of the group's bosses, was complaining loudly: "Damn, can he still sleep like this? I heard that he went to play golf yesterday!"

"That's because his group's stock price is about to fall to the limit, but he is still living happily!"

Another big boss, Sherlock, said.

"We should put pressure on him collectively, yes! We should not worry about his face, we should teach him a lesson! Let him know that this company does not belong to him alone!"

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Everyone raised their hands.

At this time——

Crunch!

The conference room door opens——

A loud voice said: "What do you agree to?"

Everyone immediately fell silent and looked toward the door.

Paul Getty walked in accompanied by his legal team and his son Johnny.

Although his figure was a little stooped, his steps were strong. Especially when he came in, he looked at Shenfei with a pair of bright eyes that were chilling.

Huntley and Sherlock had been shouting very energetically just now, but now they were wilting and did not dare to look directly into the sharp eyes of old man Getty.

"What, no one said anything?" Getty walked to the front of the line without any fuss or dissatisfaction.

His son Johnny pulled out the chair for him, and Getty sat down with a swagger.

Four barristers from the legal team stood on his left and right sides, holding their chests and heads high, like generals guarding him.

After sitting down, Getty looked at Huntley and Sherlock.

The two of them quickly looked away.

Getty nodded, pleased with their display of weakness.

He slowly took out a big cigar and bit it on his mouth.

Snapped!

His son Johnny took out a lighter and helped him light the cigar.

Getty bit his cigar and puffed smoke arrogantly at the crowd, glaring at the crowd.

He has silver hair, and the smoke now covers his cold face, making him look even more powerful and overwhelming.

A director usually suffers from asthma, but the tense atmosphere caused him to have asthma again.

He breathed violently, coughed loudly, took out the spray from his arms with trembling hands, stuffed it into his mouth and sprayed it several times, and then he came back to life.

The others watched this scene, and no one said a word. It seemed that the life and death of others had nothing to do with them.

Getty finished his third puff of cigarette and then spoke slowly: "What were you talking about just now? Keep talking! I'm listening!"

No one said a word.

very quiet.

Getty snorted coldly. This sound was like a lion's roar, making everyone tremble.

The person just now quickly took out the spray and stuffed it into his mouth and sucked it wildly.

"Why don't you say anything? Aren't you very arrogant just now? You want me to take responsibility! Now that I'm here, in front of you, how can you tell me how to hold me responsible?"

The atmosphere has been exaggerated to this extent. If these directors don't speak up, it will be a direct loss of face. How can they gain a foothold in the company in the future?

Thinking of this, Huntley stood up and said: "That's it, Mr. Getty! Because of your previous mistakes, our company's stock has suffered huge losses! Not to mention others, I alone have lost seven million. !”

"Yes, I also lost more than five million!" Sherlock agreed.

"And me, I also lost three million!" Seeing someone coming forward, other people became bolder and began to respond to Getty.

Getty watched this scene coldly, until no one stood up and complained, then he snorted coldly, pointed a cigar at Huntley's nose and said: "Huntley, I know you have been doing things behind your back. Back then I When you established the company, you were always against me! Now, why do you think I have a bad reputation and want to make the company suffer losses and plan to take advantage of me?"

"No, I've always been right about things and people!" Huntley denied.

"Haha, what a person who is right about the situation but not the person!" Getty sneered, a pair of old eyes as sharp as knives piercing Huntley's heart: "Don't think I don't know, you have been secretly acquiring my group's stocks during this time, what, you want to Want to become a major shareholder and control the company more than me?"

"I didn't, you're talking nonsense!"

"No?" Getty waved to the lawyer behind him.

A lawyer stepped forward with a document and handed it to Getty.

Getty slapped the document and threw it to Huntley along the table: "See for yourself! Do you know it clearly?"

"This -" Huntley was mute, took the document and looked through it a few times, his face turned pale.

"Why, confirmed? What a pity, no matter how hard you work, it will be in vain. No matter how you calculate it, I still have 35% of the equity, which is more than all of you!"

"Father, I still have fifteen percent!" Johnny whispered to Getty.

"That's right, did you hear that? My son still has 15%! Our father and son together are 50%. Who of you can compare?" Getty gritted his teeth and bit his cigar, looking around wildly. .

No one said a word.

Everyone looked at Getty in fear.

Getty looked arrogant, holding a cigar and pointing at Huntley, "You bastard, you only have 10% of the equity in total, and you still dare to play tricks on me! I don't want to see you now, get out!"

"No, no, no, I'm sorry, Mr. Getty, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong, don't drive me away!" Huntley begged loudly for mercy.

Who is Getty?

Not even saving his own grandson, let alone the guy in front of him who offended him?

"Come here, take him out!" Getty waved his hand and ordered the people next to him.

Two lawyers stood up immediately, "Please, Mr. Huntley!"

"No, I'm not leaving. I want to stay for the meeting. I'm the director here!"

"Director is a bastard, now I am removing you from your position as director!" Getty showed no mercy. "I am the chairman of the board here. I am the biggest and I have the final say!"

"No, you can't do this!"

Huntley still wanted to resist, but the two lawyers took a step forward, lifted him up and dragged him outside.

Huntley's hysterical voice came from the door: "No, you can't do this to me! I have contributed to the company, I am a shareholder! I have 10% of the equity! I am the major shareholder! Oh, God!"

Soon, the shrill howl disappeared in the conference room, and everyone fell silent.

Getty bit his cigar with a domineering look, puffed out the smoke, and then looked at everyone, like a lion king inspecting his subjects: "Now, who of you still wants to challenge me?"

The scene was completely silent.

Huntley was dragged away, everyone was in mourning, especially Sherlock, who lowered his head for fear of being named by Getty.

Getty was very satisfied with the crowd's reaction. This was right. He was the undisputed king here, and no one dared to challenge him.

Just when Getty was feeling proud, a voice slowly said: "How about I give it a try?"

"Well?"

The voice came from beside Getty. Everyone was stunned and looked up at the person who made the voice.

…

Getty frowned at this moment, with a trace of surprise on his lips. He turned his head and looked at his son Johnny.

Johnny didn't avoid his gaze at all, looked straight up, and said with a smile: "Father, do you want me to give it a try?"

"What did you say, do you have the guts to say it again?" Getty stared at his son.

Johnny was not afraid at all and still smiled: "Father, are you too old and deaf? I said, let me try! It's time for you to change the position of chairman of the group! Yes, as your son , I feel sorry for you and want you to retire early and take care of yourself!"

Getty confirmed it now.

His biological son wants to challenge his authority, and he does so in the board of directors, in front of everyone.

Getty looked at his son Johnny in front of him, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.

In my impression, my silly son has always been timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and he is even more respectful and obedient to me, but now -——

Getty laughed angrily, holding a cigar and pointing it at his son's nose: "Johnny, are you eating something wrong and talking nonsense here? Do you want to challenge my authority and ask me to retire early and give up my seat to you?"

"Yes, father! This is the best way at the moment. You and I are kind and filial, and if you let go smoothly, I will definitely remember your teachings and grow the company." Johnny said every word with a sincere attitude.

People around you see me and I see you.

I don’t even know what kind of drama this father and son are singing?

Getty stood up slowly. He didn't like talking to people with his head raised, even if the person was his son.

Getty is tall. Although he is stooped, he is still half a head taller than his son Johnny when he stands straight.

Getty looked down at his son, shook his head and sighed: "Little guy, do you know what nonsense you are talking about? It's all thanks to me that you can stand here! If you were not my son, you would have no right to stand here now. You are not even qualified to talk to me! Do you know why? Because you are incompetent!"

Getty sneered at his son: "You are cowardly, stupid, and even rebellious! How can a person like you succeed? Even if I give you the chairmanship, chairmanship, and presidentship, can you handle it?" "

Johnny didn't answer, just looked at his father coldly.

Getty always felt that his son seemed different today than before, but he couldn't tell what was different.

"Why, don't you admit it? As your father, I know very well what kind of person you are!"

Johnny laughed, a laugh that made your heart tremble.

Only now did Getty realize what was different about the son in front of him.

In the past, whenever I lost my temper, the other party would be scared to death, but now—

Not only was he not frightened, he even dared to laugh at himself.

"Father, what you said is all right! But it's all wrong! You said I'm stupid because I have to act stupid in front of you, because you can never tolerate people smarter than you! You said I'm brave Small, I admit, because I have to pretend to be timid and cautious in front of you. As for you saying to give me your seat and see if I can carry this heavy burden, my answer is, why don't you give it a try? You If you dare to let it go, I will dare to carry it!"

"Huh?!" Getty was speechless when her son retorted.

Others also looked at the domineering Master Johnny for the first time.

Johnny was full of energy at the moment. He didn't seem to shy away from Getty's eyes that wanted to tear him apart. He looked directly at him and said, "You are a hard-hearted person. You will sell everything for money, and you will not even give up your own grandson for money! For this reason, The company has also suffered great losses because of you, and now, on behalf of one of the directors of the company, I have decided to impeach you!"

boom!

The scene exploded.

Johnny is directly breaking his skin and wants to fight his biological father to the end.

Getty also did not expect that his son, who had always been weak, would dare to do such a treasonous thing and even want to impeach him and force him to abdicate.

Getty glanced at the crowd.

Everyone almost seemed to be gloating over the misfortune.

That Sherlock even took the initiative and said: "Mr. Getty, I think what Mr. Johnny said is very reasonable. You must be responsible for the company's losses this time! Yes!" Seeing that Getty was about to go crazy, he quickly added: "Of course, this is everyone's opinion, not mine alone!"

Everyone cast mocking glances at Sherlock, meaning you are rebelling and don't take me with you.

Getty sneered, not caring about the clowns in front of him. He looked at his son Johnny again: "You want me to be responsible? What qualifications do you have? Don't forget, you only have 15% of the equity! But I have 35% in my hand, my dear son, how can you fight with me?"

Everyone looked at Johnny and said to themselves, "Yeah, how can you fight with your dad? You are only 15%, your dad is 35%, what a fight!"

Facing the mocking looks of everyone, Johnny did not waver at all and continued to smile and said to his father Getty: "Of course I can't beat you on my own!"

"Why, do you still have help?" Getty looked at his son with contempt: "Don't forget, this is your last chance. If you can't defeat me, I will fire you immediately!"

Getty's words were cold, making people believe that he could do whatever he said, without any concern for the relationship between father and son.

"Yes, there is indeed someone helping me behind the scenes, and he promised me that he would push me to ascend your throne!" Johnny said calmly.

"Hahaha!" Getty chewed his cigar and laughed wildly. "Is there anyone willing to help you? I want to see which god can help you? Come on, ask him to come out and let everyone see him!"

Getty spread his hands and made a joking expression.

Johnny smiled, and then shouted towards the door: "Mr. Du, please come out!"

Crunch!

The conference room door opened again.

Yan Xiong, Liu He, and two ghost lawyers came in from the outside surrounded by Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao is dressed in a white suit and a white top hat. He is elegant and elegant.

"Uh, why is it you?" Getty was shocked when he saw Du Yongxiao.

Others were confused, "Why is he Chinese?"

Du Yongxiao came to the center, politely took off his hat and said hello to everyone, then looked at Getty and smiled slightly: "Long time no see!"