Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 217 Three hundred million US dollars

"Haha!" Mr. Huo laughed and said: "Afraid, why not afraid? When investing in the mainland, I was afraid that the policy would change and the bamboo basket would be in vain. But after all, I am Chinese and a descendant of the Yanhuang Dynasty. After all, I will be fine if I like the motherland.

, Only when the motherland is prosperous and powerful can we wanderers have roots! So why don’t we take some risks for this? Besides, I trust Brother Wang’s words. Don’t you think it will be fine now? After 1997, I believe it will be

Better!"

The old man's few words were neither impassioned nor concerned about the country and the people, but were simple and simple, but Leng Binghan was moved. For such a rare old man, the motherland only gave him Chinese roots, but after he became rich, he still cared about the motherland.

He has invested 4 billion yuan in various charities. Charity and sports have become his largest investment areas in mainland China, which should be among the best among the giant businessmen.

Leng Binghan asked again: "Grandpa Huo, how is the Nansha project going now?"

The reason why Leng Binghan asked this was because he knew that in the last eighteen years of his life, Mr. Huo put a lot of energy into the development of a small island called Nansha at the southernmost tip of his hometown. This area covers an area of ​​21 square kilometers.

If it weren't for Mr. Huo, this small island would still be sleeping in desolation.

Since 1988, Mr. Huo has vowed to build Nansha into a "Little Guangzhou". He has built ferries, built roads, and leveled farmland. He has invested more than 4 billion yuan and built Nansha into a coastal garden with the Huo family's own efforts.

A small city. In his later years, he was obsessed with Nansha, but it may have gone beyond making profits and had more of a feeling of helping the world.

Hearing the cold mention of the Nansha project, Mr. Huo looked a little lonely, gritted his teeth, and seemed to feel resentful and trembling in his heart. After a while, he forced a smile and said: "It's okay, although it is a bit difficult, but I am definitely not wrong.

Give up!" The voice was very loud, but the tone sounded very frustrated.

Leng Binghan knew that Mr. Huo's Nansha project was once considered a "utopia" in business terms. For more than ten years, it had only expenditures but no income. In some years, there were even reports of "the Huo family's failure in Nansha".

For the old man's feat, the local government not only did not strongly support him, but instead made things difficult at every turn and took advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune. The hardships involved were also rare in Mr. Huo's legendary life.

Leng Binghan pondered for a moment and said: "Grandpa Huo, if you don't object, I am willing to introduce a batch of funds to you to help you develop Nansha!"

"Haha, Xiaohan, how much money can you attract for me?" Mr. Huo said with a smile, but he seemed a little disapproving of Leng Binghan's proposal.

The funds required for the Nansha project can easily reach hundreds of millions, and there may be no returns for more than ten years. Although the Huo family is wealthy, most of them are fixed assets, and sufficient operating working capital must be reserved to allocate so much funds.

, and also felt pressured. Mr. Huo also sought support from the outside world many times, but no one dared to agree to this project. Even his old friends tried to persuade him to give up this unrealistic idea over and over again. He did not believe it.

, even if Leng Binghan has a background, it is impossible to help him solve these problems.

Leng Binghan smiled indifferently, said nothing, and just stretched out three fingers.

"Three million?" Mr. Huo smiled. Leng Binghan shook his head.

Mr. Huo's eyes lit up and he said, "Thirty million?" Leng Binghan still shook his head.

Mr. Huo was a little discouraged and said: "You didn't say it was 300 million, did you?" When he said the number 300 million, even the old man couldn't help but chuckle to himself, why was he so crazy? How could Xiaohan have such an astronomical figure?

What about huge sums of money?

Unexpectedly, Leng Binghan smiled and said decisively: "That's 300 million!"

"Seriously?" Mr. Huo looked a little excited. Although 300 million is not too much, it can still alleviate the financial pressure and speed up the development of the Nansha project.

"How could I lie about such a big thing?" Leng Binghan said slowly: "The US$300 million can be transferred to your designated account at any time, Grandpa Huo!"

"Dollars!" Mr. Huo was shaken as if he was struck by lightning. His face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice. His face was full of surprise. He changed his expression and said, "Xiaohan, where did you get so much money?" According to this

At the current exchange rate, two hundred million U.S. dollars was equivalent to two billion Hong Kong dollars.

The total budget of the entire Nansha project is HK$4 billion, and it is gradually invested over ten years. If this huge amount of funds are injected now, the construction of the Nansha project can be accelerated and completed faster and shorter.

There was a faint glow on Leng Binghan's face, and a satisfied and peaceful smile slowly appeared on his face. He seemed to have the satisfaction of flying freely among the rolling mountains, and said: "I don't have it, but Feiyuan Company

have!"

"Feiyuan?" There was a trace of doubt on Mr. Huo's face. There is no doubt that Feiyuan Investment is rich, but as an investment company, what we focus on is quick returns. How can we invest funds in such a place where there is no return?

?

Leng Binghan seemed to see the old man's confusion, picked up the tea cup, took a sip slowly, and said: "Grandpa Huo, I came to Hong Kong this time to attend Feiyuan Company's Zhu Jianjun's wedding!"

Mr. Huo seemed to suddenly understand after Leng Binghan's ambiguous words. He laughed heartily and said, "Xiaohan, it is true that a hero comes from a young age! Brother Wang is really right about you!" In his opinion, Leng Binghan was telling him

He, Feiyuan, has an official background in mainland China, and he can influence their decisions!

Leng Binghan knew that Mr. Huo had misunderstood, but he did not defend himself. He just smiled and took a sip of tea. A bitter and refreshing feeling spread throughout his body, and he looked very relaxed.

Mr. Huo frowned and said, "Two hundred million dollars is not a small amount. It won't have any impact on Feiyuan, right?"

Leng Binghan shook his head slightly and said: "Grandpa Huo, don't worry about this. Feiyuan Company has made a lot of profits in the international financial market in the past few years. If you weren't afraid of Grandpa Huo, you would be worried that Feiyuan would take away your dominance."

The Nansha project, even if it costs 2 billion, it will be no problem!”

"Sigh... I have to admit that I am old. The world belongs to you young people..." Even though Mr. Huo is used to the big world, but hearing Leng Binghan say this, it seems that two billion US dollars is like twenty yuan.

As if, he couldn't help but sigh a little.

If he hadn't devoted all his efforts to the Nansha project, he would have really wished that Feiyuan Company could take over it. This "big boss" who has achieved dominance in real estate obviously wants to open up his last business dream to the ancestors of his ancestors.

In the land within sight of the ancestors. This may be the most proud merit of the older generation of Chinese.

Leng Binghan's investment in Nansha was also a sudden idea. Perhaps he was inspired by Mr. Huo's spirit. His persistent investment without any regard for reward turned Nansha from a barren land into the most dynamic area in the Pearl River Delta.

But until Mr. Huo passed away from illness in 2006, the Nansha project was not fully completed, which can not but be said to be a pity. Besides, this project does seem a bit unrealistic, but as long as there are enough funds, the long-term returns are still

It is very impressive. Both publicly and privately, Leng Binghan is willing to make such an investment.

Tonight, the Huo family mansion is destined to be a night of brilliant lights. It is not yet dark, countless lights are on, and all bodyguards are dispatched. Everyone has their eyes wide open, observing every place that needs to be monitored and patrolled by themselves.

Ensure the highest level of safety here tonight.

There is no other reason for such a big commotion. The main reason is that Mr. Huo is hosting a banquet at home to entertain Leng Binghan. Although it is just a family banquet, all children and relatives are required to attend, and the Huo family has not been so lively for several years.

As soon as the old man gave the order, it was of course carried out with great resoluteness. All the relatives in Hong Kong put down their work, put down the appointments and social events that had been scheduled, and rushed back.

"Third brother, what happened today? The old man is so anxious to call everyone back?" Huo Huanting, the fifth child, asked Huo Huanyu in a hurry as soon as he arrived home, his slender and sharp eyes like eagle eyes shining brightly.

Mr. Huo has three wives, a total of seven sons and five daughters, all of whom are married and have businesses. Some of the children are helping the old man with the family business, while some have other hobbies and are not involved in the management of the company. Therefore, although it is said to be a family dinner, the whole family is here

Now that they are all together, four generations live under one roof, and there are indeed quite a few people.

Huo Huanyu said with a smile: "The people who came from the capital are the descendants of old friends. The old man is very happy today!"

"The capital?" Huo Huanting's eyes lit up and he asked, "Could it be..."

Huo Huanyu smiled calmly and said: "I don't know that either, you can just ask the old man!"

"Tch!" Huo Huanting rolled his eyes fiercely and said depressedly: "If I can ask the old man, should I still ask you? Really!"

Most of these brothers and sisters are busy with their own affairs on weekdays, so they got together, and now they meet, and they are chatting lively. Of course, the most talked about topic is about the protagonist of today's dinner.

The dinner was held in the large dining room where the Huo family formally entertained distinguished guests. It was purely Chinese style. The chefs in the family all tried their best to carefully prepare a variety of exquisite delicacies, which were delicious, delicious and mouth-watering.

When the time came, everyone watched Mr. Huo dragging an extremely young boy with an unusually stern look downstairs. The boy was not very old, probably in his teens, but there was no trace of anyone around Mr. Huo.

His cramped appearance, his calm connotation and handsomeness constituted a unique allure that made it impossible to describe the unique momentum that attracted all the eyes in the hall.

After being introduced by Mr. Huo, Leng Binghan greeted everyone extremely politely, without any arrogance, but invisibly spreading unparalleled calmness, indifference and unruly arrogance in the air.