diymy Chapter 20 The Paparazzi Need to Milk the Cows
Chapter 20 The Paparazzi Need to Milk the Cows
The Zhou family's succession battle: abandoning dairy development.
Yesterday's report focused on personal feelings, but today it has escalated to a family conflict, directly accusing it of hindering the development of the dairy company.
The article clearly points out:
Six years ago, after Zhou Xinian lost his wife, he met Chen Baoqi, a married man, at a charity event and was attracted by the two heavy bags of grain.
One abandoned her husband, the other her child, and the two of them, disregarding the opinions of the world, resolutely came together and worked day and night at home milking cows.
Chen Baoqi is in her prime, and her decision to spend her later years with 69-year-old Zhou Daheng is not because she loves his age, but because of Zhou Daheng's vast fortune.
The first wife was the daughter of a wealthy merchant from Guangnan. Before her death, she made a will merging her property with Zhou Xinian's and entrusting it to her husband and two sons for joint management.
Chan Po-ki wants to divide the family property, but her two sons disagree. Chow Tai-heng is caught in the middle, leading to a top-tier family property battle that leaves him no time to attend to the development of the Dairy Farm Company.
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The perverse pleasure derived from the desire to see those in high positions fall from grace is an instinct ingrained in human genes. It can activate the reward center in the brain, much like witnessing a competitor's defeat.
The higher a person is, the harder they fall, and the more endorphins they release.
That kind of joy far surpasses the satisfaction of life, especially for the general public who lack spiritual resources.
How boring would it be if you didn't know?
The value of the Eight Trigrams is closely linked to their immediacy. Mastering information is an advantage and possession of resources, while the inability to control real-time information is a sign of weakness and backwardness.
There is no doubt that The Daily Hyena is selling like hotcakes.
The daily sales exceeded 5 copies, and the printing plant was still urgently printing more copies. People all over Hong Kong and Kowloon were talking about the Zhou family and enjoying it.
Making money from newspaper sales and Google Ads was secondary; the real profit came from driving down the share price of Dairy Farm International Holdings Limited, which plummeted from HK$81 to HK$73 per share on the same day.
The fact that such a large-scale sell-off could cause such a severe impact, yet the stock price couldn't even drop by 10%, can only be explained by the intervention of capital investors who bought up the shares.
Fortunately, the other party was unwilling to disclose their identity or had limited funds. In addition, the milk shareholders and retail investors had enough shares to sell, which allowed Chen Guanjiang to quickly acquire all the shares.
The total investment was HK$168 million, at an average price of HK$75 per share, for a total of 2.24 shares.
Including the 4.5 shares previously acquired, with an average holding of HK$60 per share, the company holds a total of 6.74 shares, representing 0.674% of Dairy Farm's total share capital of 1000 million shares.
After more than two months of painstaking effort, Chen Guanjiang was not satisfied with the fact that he still held less than 1% of the shares.
This "Jokland Milk Drinking" event, which will go down in financial history, is an opportunity that has been rare in the history of global securities. How could we not go all out to seize it?
However, they had already mortgaged everything they could and used all the leverage they could. In order not to miss this opportunity of capital surge, they hadn't even arranged a single foot massage or massage, and they simply couldn't generate any money.
Just then, Uncle Liu extended an olive branch, inviting him to dinner at the Peninsula Hotel that evening. Zhang Xingjue, who had rushed to Southeast Asia, also brought back the results of his investigation, which just happened to fall into the dog's mouth.
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Mid-mountain area, Keton Road.
Inside a luxurious 20,000-square-foot garden villa, an elderly man nearing seventy leaned back in a rocking chair, gazing at the brightly lit Midwest district at the foot of the mountain, while the newspaper on the table rustled in the wind.
The magnanimous woman swayed her slender waist, covered the old man with a blanket, and sat quietly beside him without saying a word, gently accompanying him like a flowing stream.
The old man's gaze toward the woman was like steel melted into silk, yet it also revealed weariness, weakness, and an indescribable meaning.
Since the death of "Seventh Brother" last year, the family has fallen apart. His fourth-generation eldest son, Zhou Zhanlin, lacks the prestige to command respect. He has enough prestige, but unfortunately, he is from a branch of the family.
Such powerful uncles from the branch line are even more dangerous than outsiders to the newly appointed and unstable head of the main branch.
A rift has developed between the uncle and nephew.
The old man even thought that the mad dog's sudden attack was a way for his nephew to tarnish his reputation by using the Li family to control him.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the work of the Li family, rather than a result of internal family strife.
With nothing better to do, they might as well splash some dirty water? The Li family isn't that bored; they must be trying to steal the cake.
In fact, as early as last year when his cousin passed away, the old man had already prepared to give up his interests, but how much he would give up to protect himself was still up for debate.
The tree wants to be quiet and the wind is not!
With the family in decline and himself in dire straits, there were only two things he absolutely could not let go of.
One is the title of director of the Hong Kong Jockey Club. Having this title can guarantee the family's social status in Hong Kong, thereby ensuring that the family still has the possibility of making a comeback in the political arena.
Secondly, his position as chairman of the dairy company provides him with a continuous source of wealth, thus ensuring the possibility of restoring the family's former prosperity.
The Li family cannot take away the Hong Kong Jockey Club board seat.
The Li family cannot swallow up the assets of the milk company.
If you can't take away these two things, you can't touch his foundation. You can take away other titles or industries however you want, but the old man doesn't care about those empty names and fleeting wealth.
"It's getting windy tonight, let's go back to our room!"
"good…"
Supported by the woman, the old man slowly walked towards the room. Feeling the soft touch from her arm, a hint of mockery and a sigh flashed in his eyes.
Zhou Xi, who once dominated Hong Kong for half a century, has seen, eaten, and played on countless occasions. How could he be blinded by this middle-aged woman's money bag?
Even if he is good-looking and skilled in martial arts, able to satisfy both a woman's physical needs and the mental pleasure of humiliating a man, he still wouldn't be able to make Zhou Xinian obsessed.
The reason for doing this was merely to create a false impression for the outside world, to make those enemies who feared him think that Zhou Xinian had become decadent, thus lowering their guard rather than causing him to give up on himself.
Only when the time is right can they rise to the top and step back onto the stage of Hong Kong's elite, restoring the Zhou Yongtai family's former glory while crushing all their former business and political enemies.
Unfortunately, the two sons just couldn't understand such a simple principle. They even had the nerve to ask why they gave money to women instead of letting them start a company or firm.
He hoped his two sons were pretending not to see through him, that they were so meticulous that even their father couldn't figure them out, otherwise Zhou Xinian was really worried about what would happen to his family after he passed away.
As for this middle-aged woman?
If I can't return to my peak in my lifetime, I'll just take advantage of her as a freebie, write a flawed will to fool her, and expecting a share of her property is wishful thinking.
If we could regain our former glory, we could have as many ABCDEFGs as we wanted, so why bother with two sacks full of grain that are sinking? Besides, I'll be 70 next year and won't be able to play with them anymore.
And of course, there's that stupid dog that was courting death!!
That's not just inhuman, it's downright inhuman! They actually mocked his period of seclusion as "milking a cow." Fine, you little punk want to squeeze a cup of milk, but you'll have to pay the price!