Chapter 1400 Walking too much at night
The conference room was noisy like a vegetable market for a long time, and the directors of the Land Company finally made concessions from Hugh Barton and the strong persuasion of several of his allies. Reach a consensus.
"Then it's decided."
"I will have people communicate with those newspapers to temporarily suppress the news about the hotel, and at the same time complete negotiations with the Stanley Fund as soon as possible."
"As for the company's losses...I will bear part of it."
Hugh Barton announced the result expressionlessly, glanced at his old rival who was sitting on the lower left side of him and sneered, slowly closed the book in his hand, stood up and gracefully saluted the others in the room, and took the Picking up the notebook and holding the cane under his arm, Shi Shiran left the conference room.
Ignore the joking glances behind you at all.
It didn’t take long.
More than a dozen Hong Kong Land employees hurriedly left their workplaces and rushed to the newspaper offices on Hong Kong Island, large and small, to temporarily suppress the news about the Mandarin Hotel through coercion or inducements. .
At the same time, Martin's team also received a call from Land Company, who expressed their willingness to restart negotiations as soon as possible.
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Hilton Hotel.
After several days of waiting, Chu Heng finally saw Avima again.
“These are some high-quality plots and properties on Hong Kong Island that I have compiled through various channels. Take a look and see if you are interested.”
Hotel Living Room Inside, Avima placed a document in front of Chu Heng, then leaned down and sat next to him, her legs gently closed, her hands resting naturally on her knees, her manners were generous and decent, and she wore flat gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. It makes her body exude an intellectual beauty.
This bitch has changed her style again...
Unfortunately, Chu Heng was not in the mood to appreciate it. He couldn't wait to pick up the information on the table, open it, and read it carefully.
Avima didn't bother him, just minding her own business sipping the coffee just delivered by the waiter.
Cen Hao huddled in the bedroom and secretly read the newly bought Chuanjin comics.
After a long time, Chu Heng put down the information in his hand and said in surprise: "I didn't expect there were so many properties for sale in Central! How could they give up?"
"They are all guys who have a pessimistic attitude towards the Hong Kong government." Avima smiled and shrugged. As if she suddenly remembered something, she leaned forward and whispered: "By the way, there is something I want to talk to you about." Tell me, I heard that the Hong Kong government will make big moves after the year, and the Hong Kong governor is preparing to implement many new policies that will benefit the people, which will most likely improve the current situation on Hong Kong Island."
"Is the news accurate? "Chu Heng raised his eyebrows.
"Then I don't know. I heard this news by chance when I went to the Hong Kong Governor's house for afternoon tea yesterday. It is said that it is still in the discussion stage." Avima kept a smile on her face , but the faint emotion in her eyebrows betrayed the pride in her heart.
Being able to have afternoon tea at the Hong Kong Governor’s house is indeed something that can be shown off to most people.
"Tsk tsk, your circle is getting bigger and bigger now." Chu Heng couldn't help but start to covet her again, wishing to take her place.
If he had such connections, would he still bother with the idea of going to the Mandarin Hotel? You can make a lot of money casually!
There was even a moment when he had the idea of cooperating with this hag.
But as soon as this idea came up, Chu Heng threw it out of his mind.
Because he still can’t trust Avima for the time being.
Then the two chatted for a while, and when it was almost lunch time, Chu Heng called Cen Hao, who was reading inside and blushing, and went downstairs together to have lunch in the restaurant. The three of them took the information compiled by Avima and set off from the hotel to check the conditions of the land and properties he had chosen.
I plan to wait until the matter at the Mandarin Hotel is settled before making the purchase.
……
Midnight, the stars dim.
The howling north wind swept over Hong Kong Island, and there were bursts of harsh sounds in the dark night, like the whimpering of evil spirits. "Master You, when will we open the forum?"
"There's no rush, we have to wait until after twelve o'clock, when the yin energy between heaven and earth is the strongest, and Amei will also show up."
A large group of people gathered outside the door of Room 1805 of the Mandarin Hotel Among the hotel employees watching the excitement, Master Eugene Fire was surrounded by them like stars, sitting in a sofa chair to recharge his batteries.
In front of him was the door of room 1805, where there was an offering table, on which were placed a peach wood sword, three pure bells, a money sword, a yellow talisman, an incense burner, candles, white rice and other items to open the altar. Items needed when making the recipe.
"Pap, tap."
The second hand of the quartz clock in the corridor is swinging tremblingly like a dying old man.
The hotel employees around Eugene Huo, including the general manager, looked at him nervously, quietly waiting for the time to come.
More than ten minutes passed like this.
When the pointer of the quartz clock just crossed the twelve mark, Eugene Huo suddenly opened his eyes and shouted sternly: "The time is up, open the altar!"
"Yes! Master !”
Immediately, two strong men stepped forward, lit the two red candles on the candlesticks on the altar, and then respectfully retreated to the sides.
Immediately afterwards, Eugene Huo stood up and stepped forward, picked up the mahogany sword on the table, slowly closed his eyes, and recited plausibly: "Zhengyang Mingtang, the ultimate way of Tai Chi, the innate gods, the reincarnation of the three realms..."
< br>The people around him quickly took a few steps back and looked at him with bated breath, feeling confused.
Then...
There is no more.
Eugene hadn't finished reciting the Fire Curse when suddenly his vision went dark and he lost consciousness. He fell limply to the ground. Then other people also fainted one after another and fell to the ground in various directions. The entrance to room 1805.
The corridor immediately became quiet, with only the quartz clock still turning rhythmically.
More than twenty minutes passed like this.
A room on the 18th floor suddenly opened, and Cen Hao, dressed in red, walked out with a slumped face. He was the first to come to Eugene Huo, waving his arms and making a big pass.
“Bah, bang, bang!”
After beating the old man until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, Cen Hao took out the Ecstasy and began to brainwash them one by one.
After working for more than an hour, he packed up his things and left the hotel, going to the bathhouse to meet Chu Heng.
After a while, at about three o'clock in the middle of the night, Eugene Huoyou woke up from a coma. The old liar opened his eyes blankly, looking at the overturned altar, thinking Li instantly recalled the scene where he was pressed against the wall by the female ghost in red and beaten violently.
“Ghost!”
The old man, whose worldview had collapsed, got up from the ground with a look of horror on his face and ran towards the stairs.
Immediately, other people woke up one after another, crying for their parents and fleeing downstairs.
"Mom!"
"Don't kill me, Amei!"
"Wait for me, wait for me, my legs are too weak to stand up!"
< br>(End of this chapter)