Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Hello, Mr. Weir!"

"Hello, sir!"

On Wall Street, beneath the Goldman Sachs building where Weir founded his company, Weir's Rolls-Royce slowly parked at the entrance of the company.

Immediately, all the company personnel lined up, divided into two rows, and made way for a passage in the middle.

The black driver got out of the car and helped Weir open the door.

Weir, wearing a windbreaker and a top hat, got out of the car with an unruly attitude.

moment--

Everyone bowed to him and said hello.

The sound was loud.

Weir took a proud look at these men.

In his view, everyone who works for him is the elite of the elite, and his Rothschild family dynasty will usher in a more prosperous tomorrow under the leadership of these elites.

"Boss, today's process is like this... You will hold a weekly meeting later, mainly to discuss the acquisition of Blue Securities. At ten o'clock, you will also meet with the US Secretary of Commerce, Mr. Rouse. At noon, I will I also made an appointment for you to have lunch with Miss Ji Si, who comes from a wealthy family..."

The itinerary secretary took out his notepad and accompanied Weir toward the company while informing him of today's itinerary.

Vail: "The lunch appointment at noon is canceled - yes, I have other plans."

"Okay!" The secretary quickly crossed out this item on the notepad and wrote it down again.

Elevator entrance————

A manager-level boss personally acted as an elevator attendant and helped Weir press the elevator button.

When Weir got on the elevator, everyone went up in order and surrounded Weir.

The atmosphere in the elevator was depressing.

Everyone dared not speak loudly.

Only Veer revised the itinerary to his secretary.

Crunch-——

The elevator stopped at the conference room on the fifth floor.

Everyone hurriedly asked Weir to go out first. When Weir stepped out of the elevator, people were already standing in the corridor to greet him for the meeting.

The conference room was crowded.

When Weir entered, the slightly noisy conference room immediately fell silent. Everyone stood up and said hello to Weir: "Hello, boss!"

Will nodded and walked towards the chairman's seat without hesitation.

The secretary pulled out his chair for him.

Weir sat down, glanced at everyone, and pressed his hands, "Everyone, sit down!"

Then everyone sat down collectively.

When the secretary brought a cup of fresh strong coffee, Weir took a sip and then the meeting officially started.

"Boss, according to your instructions, we have formulated a strict plan here. When something happens to Phoenix Pharmaceuticals, we will encourage those suppliers and sellers to go crazy against them..."

"Boss, we are also ready to raise enough funds. When something happens to Phoenix Pharmaceuticals, we will do our best to acquire it..."

Two of Weir's right-hand men stood up first to speak.

They knew that their boss was eyeing Phoenix Pharmaceuticals covetously during this period.

In fact, as long as they are doing business, there is no one who is not envious of the profits of Phoenix Pharmaceuticals. They can earn a lot of gold and silver from just one Viagra. Not to mention the currently developed melatonin, Dragon Tiger Shen Bao, etc., which have helped pharmaceutical companies earn hundreds of millions in profits.

Weir nodded, "Very good! Today is crucial, yes, God, I will kill that Du Yongxiao today!"

Veer looked proud.

The person next to him immediately greeted him and said, "Boss, you have a clever plan. He will definitely not be able to stand up this time!"

"Yes, if the boss wants to play with him, isn't it as simple as crushing an ant to death?"

"Hahaha!" Weir laughed even more wantonly, and the image of Du Yongxiao being tortured to death by him, kneeling down and begging for mercy appeared in his mind.

"Damn it, you're just a Chinese guy and you dare to go long with me. If you don't die, who will die?"

Just when Weir was feeling proud and arrogant, someone suddenly ran in in a panic: "Oh no, boss, something big happened!"

Weir took a look and saw that it was the guy he disliked the most in the company, nicknamed "Sangmen Xing".

Will frowned, "What's going on?"

"Boss, something big happened!" Sangmenxing didn't realize that Weir's face was ugly, so he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Newspaper! The New York Times! Yes, take a look!"

"Well?"

Everyone was stunned——

Sangmenxing took out the newspaper and handed it to Weir.

Will took a sip of coffee, took it angrily, and looked through it——

Then--

puff!

A sip of coffee spurted out!

Everyone was stunned: "What's going on?"

Everyone hurriedly stretched out their heads to read, and some went directly to find today's newspaper.

Then--

The entire conference room was completely

Explode!

…

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

Vail drove everyone out, angrily picked up the phone and dialed Getty's number.

Soon, someone answered the phone, but it was Getty's son Johnny.

"Sorry, Will, my father isn't home right now."

"Uh, where is he?"

"He's in the hospital!"

"What?" Weir was stunned for a moment and had to curse a few times to hang up the phone.

Just when Weir was considering whether to call the hospital, the phone rang as soon as he hung up.

Will quickly reached out to answer the phone.

The call turned out to be from Getty.

"I'm sorry, dear Will!" Getty said weakly.

Weir didn't care about this and said crazily: "Damn it, what did you do? Are you crazy? You damn guy, do you know how miserable it is for me?"

"Oh, don't be angry. I'm in the hospital now getting an injection. Yes! God, I don't know what happened. There must be some misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding can there be? Damn it, you messed up everything!"

"No, I did a good job following your instructions. Yes, I handed all the dirty information to Bram. I don't know how he could do this?"

"Brum? Damn it! I won't let him go! Yes, I'm going to find him now, damn bastard!" Weir cursed a few times and hung up the phone.

"Someone, get me a car! I'm going to the New York Times!" Weir roared outside.

…

Outside the company building——

The crowd surged.

These people all have cameras and microphones in their hands.

Needless to say, they are all New York media outlets.

"Boss, there are a lot of media waiting for you outside!"

"Boss, it's not convenient to go out now!"

"Boss, why don't we go through the back door?"

The personal secretary said to Veer.

Veer gets furious.

Who is he?

I have never been so sneaky and shameless in my life!

Especially as a Jew, their religion is most taboo about male-male love, but he was stuck with this shitty hat and couldn't take it off.

Not long ago, his family and his religious leaders called him, obviously asking for an explanation.

What a fucking explanation!

Weir didn't even know how to put on this shit hat.

Now, in order to find out the truth, he could only sneak out the back door like a mouse and rush to the New York Times.

Yes, he must find out the truth.

He doesn't deserve to be taken advantage of!