Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

As Du Yongxiao said, "Johnny is the king who has become a blockbuster even if he doesn't make a sound" -——

There was an uproar.

"No, is it exaggerated?"

"Did we make a mistake? Is Johnny really that powerful?"

Everyone was chattering and expressing their opinions.

Getty laughed now.

"Hahaha!"

Laughing unbridled.

Getty's laughter overwhelmed everyone, and everyone looked at him.

Getty focused everyone's attention on him, and then said coldly to Du Yongxiao: "What's the use of talking so much? Telling stories, or fairy tales? We are all adults, don't you know that strength determines everything! Now, We have the same shareholding, but I am the chairman of the board and the president of the group! My status is higher than yours, I am bigger than you! What can you do to me?"

As Getty said this, he looked down at everyone with domineering eyes.

Everyone did not dare to make eye contact with him and avoided him one after another. Getty was pleased with the response.

This timid reaction of a weak person made him very happy and kept telling himself, I am not old, I am still a lion! These are all sheep!

But when he saw Du Yongxiao and Johnny, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Johnny looked at him calmly, with no awe in his eyes, only the determination to fight to the end.

Looking at Du Yongxiao again, Du Yongxiao looked at him with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth. That was sarcasm!

Getty was immediately furious and yelled at Du Yongxiao: "Damn it, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me? Did I make a mistake?"

Getty's roar once again startled everyone and made them all tremble.

Du Yongxiao sniffed, not caring about Getty's power at all, and said jokingly: "You are right, any arrogance must be based on absolute strength."

"You are the chairman of the board of directors here, yes, and you are the president of the group, yes! You have a high position of authority. According to the current situation, we are indeed a little behind you!"

"It's good that you know! It's so close -" Getty pinched her nails and said sarcastically: "That's the chasm, the chasm you can never cross!"

The scene was silent.

Indeed, according to the current situation, although both parties have the same equity, Getty's status is different. He is the chairman of the board of directors and the president, and he has the power of life and death in his hands! Unless Du Yongxiao and the others can impeach him on the spot, everyone will have equal status, so that they can proceed to the next step in the competition.

But is this possible?

impossible!

No one dared to speak up to impeach Getty, because no one wanted to be stepped on and used as a stepping stone.

As the enemy, Du Yongxiao is just an ordinary shareholder. Although he has a large share of equity, he has no status or status in the collective, and he is not qualified to impeach Getty.

In contrast, although Johnny is the general manager, he and Getty are in a competitive relationship and are biological father and son. How could he impeach his father on the charge of treason?

Seeing that he had calmed the audience with just one sentence, Old Getty became more and more triumphant. He looked at Du Yongxiao with disdain in his eyes and a sneer on his lips: "Why, don't you say anything anymore? Didn't you speak loudly just now? Come on, tell me. How do you want me to step down? Come on!"

Facing Old Getty's provocation, Du Yongxiao smiled and wiped his nose, then raised his head and said: "Mr. Getty, it seems that you have forgotten something, oh no, you have forgotten someone..."

"Who did I forget?"

Before Getty finished speaking, a voice came from outside the conference room: "Me!"

Such a familiar voice.

Following the word "I", footsteps sounded from far to near, and soon the man stepped into the conference room.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, "Uh, why is it you?"

"If it's not me, who else could it be? Why, do you really think that I won't be able to come back after being thrown out by this old guy?"

At this moment, the person standing in the conference room with an arrogant expression was clearly the major shareholder who had been driven out by Getty before - Huntley!

Huntley was arrogant, and his appearance was in sharp contrast to the miserable and helpless appearance during the previous drive.

"What, why are you all staring at me with such big eyes? Don't you know me anymore! I, Huntley! Deputy General Manager of Paul Group, I have 10% of the shares! Yes, now I have decided to support John Master Ni!"

After Huntley finished speaking, he walked towards Johnny and came to him and said: "Although I don't like your dad very much, I admire you very much! After all, warriors who dare to resist rapists deserve my respect! Of course, also including you---"

Huntley turned to look at Du Yongxiao, "My respected Du Yongxiao, Mr. Du!"

Du Yongxiao smiled at Huntley, "You are the same, and you deserve my respect, so now -"

"Now I fully support you and Johnny Getty!" Huntley said as he walked forward, grabbed Johnny's wrist and held it up high: "I support you in becoming the king of the Paul Group!"

Huntley's voice was deafening and directly determined life or death!

"Okay!" His friend Sherlock was the first to applaud.

Others immediately followed.

Now that the outcome has been decided, there is no need to hesitate.

Getty swayed, staggering and squatting on the chair next to him, his body tilted and he almost fell to the ground.

This time, his son Johnny didn't help him, and he didn't have time to help him, because everyone was surrounding him, applauding him, and celebrating him!

Celebrate the arrival of the new leader of the Paul Group.

Crackling!

The applause was endless.

Du Yongxiao looked at the cheering crowd and then looked at the old man Getty.

At this time, the old Getty was no longer as high-spirited as before, nor was he as proud as before. He was hunched over, like a poor old dog with his back broken, hiding in one place and watching the laughing victor, silently licking his wounds.

Du Yongxiao walked over.

The sound of footsteps woke old Getty.

Old Getty raised his head and looked at Du Yongxiao, his eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

Du Yongxiao smiled lightly: "You shouldn't hate me. At least I didn't really swallow up your group. Your group is still called the Paul Group, and it is still in charge of your Getty family."

Old Getty glared at Du Yongxiao fiercely: "You think I can't see it, you ambitious guy? The reason why you pushed my stupid son to the top is entirely because he is easy to control. You just need to hide behind him, he is a real puppet." !”

"Don't say your son is so incompetent!" Du Yongxiao's tone was still sullen and slow, as if he was discussing things with an old friend. The two sides were not hostile.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you see? He is so popular!" Du Yongxiao looked at Johnny.

Getty also looked over and saw his son being lifted up and thrown high by everyone.

Getty's eyes flashed with jealousy and resentment.

He had never seen his son smile so happily or see the directors supporting a person so much.

"You see," Du Yongxiao said, "The times are changing, and young people will definitely replace the old. According to us Chinese, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and you will definitely be replaced!"

Old Getty smiled, "That's what you Chinese say. Our Western proverb is that no matter how cunning the fox is, he is no match for the old hunter! Du Yongxiao, I will remember you, yes, you insulted me, and I will I’ll give you all this back in double the amount! Damn it, I will definitely do it!”

Seeing that Getty was stubborn, Du Yongxiao shrugged: "Welcome!"

…

quietly.

The huge Paul Group and the Paul empire changed hands overnight.

The once all-powerful tycoon Paul Getty stepped down and announced that he was suffering from health problems. His son Johnny Getty took over the huge empire.

In this regard, the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and the special edition of Time Magazine all carried extensive reports.

The headlines in these newspapers were almost all "End and Rising Sun - The End of the Getty Dominion, the Rise of the Imperial Sun".

As the second generation leader of the Paul Empire, the famous John Paul II accepted an interview with Sky TV in the United States.

Facing the blond beauty reporter and the camera, the heir who had always behaved submissively in front of his father changed his former cowardly appearance and talked to everyone. From time to time, he quoted some classic quotes and slang, appearing to be knowledgeable and talented. Good humor.

So much so that after the interview, the blond beauty reporter had to sigh to the camera: "It's quite exciting! I was almost fascinated by Johnny Getty just now! Yes, this young Mr. Getty is definitely someone we have ignored. young talents!"

In front of the TV, the audience was amused by the blonde beauty's self-expression, and couldn't help but feel good about the young Mr. Getty.

Perhaps, Mr. Getty will lead Paul's empire to greater prosperity.

Same in front of the TV screen! ,

"Damn it!"

Getty Sr. angrily smashed his wine glass at the television.

boom!

The wine glass shattered!

The quality of the TV was good, the screen just flickered with snowflakes and red wine splattered all over the floor.

"Woof, woof, woof!" the hound that was lying next to old Getty stood up and barked.

It didn't understand why its master was angry, but it knew that if it didn't stand up, it would be kicked by the old man later.

Sure enough, Old Getty originally wanted to vent his anger on the hound and kick it hard several times. When he saw that it had already stood up on its own initiative and had nowhere to vent his anger, he stood up tremblingly and angrily overturned the coffee table in front of him!

Crackling!

Fruit plates, coffee cups, and wine bottles fell to the ground on the coffee table.

When the servants saw this, they all hid away, not daring to come forward at this time to make themselves uncomfortable.

Old Getty struggled to breathe heavily and looked at his high-spirited son Johnny on the screen who was in sharp contrast to his own. He pointed at him and cursed: "You traitor! You are treasonous! God, you will be struck by lightning, yes, Will!"

"By the way, there's that bastard named Du! Damn it, he will suffer the cruelest punishment in hell! Yes, I will let the devil take him away! No, he is a devil himself, a devil! It was he who bewitched my son Come and disobey me!”

Getty was crazy, talking to himself, and on the verge of a mental breakdown.

at this time--

Jingle Bell!

the phone is ringing.

Getty Sr. glanced at the phone.

A black maid hurriedly ran over to answer the call, then timidly took the phone to Old Getty and said, "Master, I'm here to see you!"

Old Getty took the phone and put it to his ear. A slow voice came from the other side: "Hello, Mr. Getty, I'm Will Rothschild!"

…

Will Rothschild, the future helm of the American Rothschild family, is also known as the rising star of Wall Street in the United States, a financial genius, and a business giant.

This time he called Getty to invite him for a drink.

Of course, for a heavyweight like him, the so-called "drinking a drink" has many meanings, the biggest meaning of which is cooperation.

private club,

VIP Room.

Young and handsome Weir Rothschild has been waiting for a long time.

After arriving almost half an hour late, Getty Sr. arrived belatedly.

He opened the door and looked at Weir who stood up to greet him. With a straight face and without saying a word, he took off his coat and handed it to the waiter next to him.

Weir did not feel angry. On the contrary, he waited very respectfully for Old Getty to sit down, and then said: "What would you like to drink, whiskey, brandy, or coffee? Or a cocktail?"

Getty sneered: "What do you think is the best drink for me in my mood right now?"

Will smiled, "Mr. Getty, are you testing me?"

Immediately, he snapped his fingers and called the waiter: "Go, give Mr. Getty a glass of tequila, yes, God, the most exciting one!"

After giving the instructions and watching the waiter go down, Weir smiled and picked up an orange on the fruit plate and peeled it: "Strong tequila is very suitable for your current mood! Yes, I can imagine how you feel about the current situation. How much hatred and disappointment! The former king has turned into a useless little old man with rickets. If it were me, I would also want to get drunk!"

"Are you mocking me? Inviting me here just to laugh at my useless old man?" Getty said angrily.

"How could it be? I was just talking casually to help you express your depression. God, I can assure him that I am sincere in inviting you here. To be precise, I want to help you!"

"How can you help me?" Getty was slightly stunned.

Will smiled and broke open half of the peeled orange and handed it to Old Getty: "I like to make friends and share blessings and hardships together! Come on, eat the orange first!"

Getty Sr. didn't say anything, just stared at Weir, trying to read everything in his eyes.

Will felt uncomfortable when Old Getty looked at him, and shrugged: "Who said you are a tiger without teeth? Your eyes are still very sharp! Yes, God, it is very bright, as if you can see through my heart and lungs!" "

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"How do you want me to answer? You know very well who I am, and you know even better what kind of strength is behind me! Although your Getty family is powerful, it only started with you, but our Rothschild family has It has a history of hundreds of years!”

Getty had to admit that Weir was right.

No matter how talented Getty is, his accumulated wealth cannot be compared with that of the Rothschild family opposite him!

If the Rothschild family is a tiger, then the empire built by Getty is at best a chicken.

It can be believed that as long as the Rothschild family is behind it, Getty can make a comeback in minutes.