It’s a Bit Early To Cross

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The news that Avima broke was like pouring a ladle of water into a frying pan, causing the already noisy garden to boil instantly.

Billionaire is such a yearning and awe-inspiring term!

And now, this billionaire is standing among them, still very young.

Not only does it give rise to some other associations.

Does Chu Heng have some unknown background? Or what opportunities are there?

Otherwise, how could he have a net worth of hundreds of millions at his age?

But being curious, they didn't have the guts to ask Chu Heng where he got the money. Besides, if they asked, could they tell you?

Just like that, with various speculations in mind, a group of men and women gathered towards Chu Heng on their own initiative, and their attitudes were much more enthusiastic than before, and some even had a hint of flattery in their expressions.

"Chu, tell me, is there really a ghost in the Mandarin Hotel?" Becky, with a red face, excitedly pulled Chu Heng's arm and asked in a loud voice.

"real."

Chu Heng looked around at the crowd gathered around him with a smile, and explained: "But I hired someone to kill him, and now the hotel is fine."

"Oh my God, there are really ghosts in this world!"

"I always thought it was fake!"

"Speaking of which, is this ghost related to that **** Carloul?"

"Yes, the ghost at the Mandarin Hotel turned into the woman he killed."

"This guy really deserves to be on the gallows!"

Some people in the crowd exclaimed, some started talking, and a few timid ones moved closer to others.

"Have you seen that ghost? What does she look like?" Yoni came over at this time and looked at Chu Heng curiously.

"Of course, I was there at the time." Chu Heng nodded with lingering fear, and described with gestures: "She was wearing a red dress, her hair was very long, almost covering her entire face, and she was wet. There was blood dripping down her face, and her face was very pale, with no blood at all. My friend’s father-in-law was not as white as she was three days after his death..."

A group of people listened nervously to his description, some even held their breath, and you could hear a pin drop in the room.

"Pooh!"

In the corner, Cen Hao, who was the female ghost himself, spat out a piece of bone in his mouth with a dark face, stood up and walked away. He really didn't want to hear anyone help him recall that bad experience.

However, Gulizar beside him listened intently with his ears perked up.

Just like that, after a while.

Chu Heng then finished telling the story of catching ghosts in an emotional voice.

While everyone was reminiscing, footsteps suddenly came. It was Johnny's father, Police Commissioner Hank McGill, who came over after receiving the report from the servant.

"What are you talking about? Why are you so quiet?" He walked over with a smile and looked at Chu Heng meaningfully or unintentionally. His bald head shone slightly in the sun.

"Hello, Mr. McGill."

"good afternoon."

"We are talking about the Mandarin Hotel."

"You must not know, right? Chu is the boss there now!"

Seeing him appear, everyone quickly turned around to say hello.

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"Oh? Really?" McGill looked surprised, as if he had just learned about it. He looked at Chu Heng a few times and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really hard to imagine that a billionaire is so young."

"Please don't listen to their nonsense, Mr. McGill." Chu Heng stepped forward with a smile, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, with a gentle and humble temperament: "The person who acquired the Mandarin Hotel is Stanley Fund, and I am only a small shareholder in the company. , plus the person in charge here, not a billionaire."

I see!

I just said how could Chu be a billionaire!

How long has he been in Hong Kong Island?

It’s not like printing money that fast!

When other people around him heard this, they immediately felt more balanced and less jealous.

It's like a person with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan suddenly feels jealous when his brother suddenly earns 100,000 yuan a month. Then when he finds out that his brother's salary has changed from 100,000 yuan to 50,000 yuan, the gap is not that big. It’s amazing that 50,000 yuan a month is just that…

After hearing this, McGill looked very interested and asked him: "Stanley Fund? I have never heard of this company. Can you tell me about it?"

"There's nothing that can't be said." Chu Heng came to him slowly, with a smile on his face, and said without blinking: "It's just a small company. It has been developing in Europe and the United States before. It was only after I became a shareholder that I felt Came here to give it a try.”

"Then what is your main business?"

"Basically, they are involved in securities trading and asset management. Occasionally, I will invest in small companies with development potential."

"Then why do you want to acquire the Mandarin Hotel this time? Do you want to get involved in the hotel industry?"

"I have some ideas in this regard, but at present our main target is the real estate industry and hotel matters have to wait. The acquisition of the Mandarin Hotel is just a coincidence."

"Oh? Are you very optimistic about the housing market in Hong Kong Island?"

"Yes, given Hong Kong Island's special geographical location, we believe it still has a lot of room for growth."

"Haha, this is the second time I heard someone say that."

"Who's the first one?"

"It's Mr. Zheng. He is currently buying real estate at low prices with Li Huanggua and the others."

One of them wanted to enter the upper class circle as soon as possible, and the other wanted to get acquainted with the new rich people. The **** looked at mung beans and caught their eyes, so they stood in the corner and started chatting enthusiastically. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

What’s interesting is that the second-generation people around them subconsciously kept a certain distance from them, as if there was an invisible circle surrounding these two people, separating them from the second-generation people, forming two Different world.

At this time, the two of them had been talking for almost half an hour without knowing it. McGill, who was a little tired of standing, enthusiastically invited Chu Heng into the study room of the bungalow to continue chatting. The topic gradually changed from the initial discussion to Current affairs.

Just like that, an hour passed quickly.

But Chu Heng and the two were still chatting enthusiastically.

"Tap tap tap!"

At this time, a servant walked in and said to McGill respectfully: "Sir, Inspector Lan Gang is here."

"Why are you here before the end of the month?" McGill muttered in surprise, looked at Chu Heng again, hesitated, and then ordered: "Just ask him to come over."

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Seeing him like this, and adding Lan Gang's name, Chu Heng easily guessed that he might be here to give money, so he wisely stood up and said with a smile: "Since you have a guest, I'll take my leave first." Well, let’s make an appointment with Mr. Owen some other day and go to the racecourse together.”

"It's okay, just take your seat. I'll be back soon." McGill didn't want to let him go easily, so he quickly reached out to hold him.

"Then...Okay." Chu Heng happened to want to see how their transaction was conducted, so he sat down.

I don’t know what’s going on behind the scenes, but I can’t log in all the time. Fortunately, I was smart enough to log in on my mobile phone!