Of course, while the rumors shouldn't be taken seriously, they were indeed bizarre. Three years after Michael Sandberg stepped down as chairman of HSBC and returned to Britain to retire, Chung Yuet-ming suddenly died under mysterious circumstances, and the cause of her death remains a mystery to this day.
Song Tianyao never imagined that his plan to borrow a sum that was a drop in the ocean for HSBC would give him the opportunity to deal with Michael Sandberg, who would become the chairman of HSBC more than 20 years later.
To be honest, upon hearing this name, Song Tianyao felt a surge of anticipation.
Whether it was seduction or money, the Hutchison Whampoa affair proved that Michael Sandberg was not invincible. As long as there was a flaw, Song Tianyao would always have a chance. After all, it was HSBC, the HSBC that so many China person longed for but could not afford to HSBC in the previous life.
Chapter 231 Favorability
Angie Perez nimbly packed her personal belongings in the Clifford Chance office. Her mentor Juliana Abbey, carrying a cup of fragrant coffee, walked to her office door and leaned against the door, quietly watching Angie Perez with her back to her as she sorted and packed the books and documents into her own storage box at her desk.
This is a beautiful Britain girl. She has changed out of the dark uniform dress she usually wears when going out with me, and is now wearing a bright red long trench coat. Her dark red hair, which was previously tied up with an acrylic hairpin, is now loose, making her look more charming and feminine.
"I always felt that you were so happy because you were leaving me, child," Juliana Abbey said softly with a smile, taking a sip of her coffee.
Angie Perlis turned to look at her internship mentor, smiled, and then continued with her work, but said politely:
"Madam, please don't joke around. I would never want to leave you."
"That's well said." Juliana Abbey elegantly tossed her silver-white hair; at fifty-seven, she remained the most elegant woman in the Clifford Chance. "You already possess a certain quality of a lawyer: lying to their mentor first. To be honest, I've mentored over a dozen students like you. Every time we said goodbye, they said they didn't want to leave me, and then they left. Are you really refusing to be my assistant? I rarely extend such an invitation to my interns."
Angie Perlis put down her book, walked over to Juliana Abbey, and opened her arms to hug the elderly woman. "Madam," she said, "I have some things to do. My man needs me right now. I need to see him."
"Love." Juliana Abbey nodded understandingly, carefully holding the coffee in one hand and gently patting Angie Perlis's back with the other. "You need to let him know the sacrifices you've made for him, child. You turned Juliana a job as a legal assistant at Clifford Chance London for him."
"Cambridge? Oxford? Imperial College? Finance, electronics, media? Birmingham, Manchester, or Australia?" Juliana Abbey asked with a smile as Angie Perlis loosened her arms, "I need to know what kind of young man has led my philanthropic child away from me?"
Angie Perlis turned back to continue packing, saying, "Hong Kong. He's China person, and he didn't study in Britain. The last time I saw him, he was a secretary; now, he's a small factory owner."
Juliana Abbey paused, her brow furrowing slightly. "Angie, can I understand that you're giving up your comfortable life and job in London to go to a distant colony to help your boyfriend, a small factory owner? And he's China person? I think you should think carefully. Many of the young men in the firm... As far as I know, you've received dozens of flowers already. Although I rarely follow colonial news, as far as I know, Hong Kong's industry currently has no room for development. Perhaps only after the Korean War ends will there be explosive growth. That small factory owner is probably having a very difficult time right now."
"Without him, I wouldn't have this solicitor's license issued by the Solicitors Council of Britain, nor this internship solicitor's report personally signed by you and stamped with the seal of Clifford Chance in London. I know how precious the opportunity to follow you and learn from you is. Your signature has paved the way for me, and I am deeply grateful to you. I am also reluctant to leave this internship period, but it is precisely because of this that I am even more grateful to that man for everything he has done for me. Without his involvement in launching Oxfam, I would still be a poor wretch without an internship report." Angie Perlis packed the book into the storage box, picked it up with both hands, and then turned around. Looking at Juliana Abbey, he smiled and said, "As for your question about Hong Kong's industry and whether he was struggling financially, when he met me, he was a poor secretary with only one suit but always spending lavishly, while I was a poor Britain girl who could only board at a church. During that time, he didn't even dare to think about sleeping with me. I know he wanted to, but he didn't dare because he didn't know if he would live to see the next day. Now, he has his own small business, and I have become a licensed solicitor. We have supported each other through our most difficult times. He never used the word 'sad' to describe those tough times, and he never will again. I believe in him."
Juliana Abbey gazed at Angie Pellès, who stood before her as calm and determined as she had been in her youth, now exuding a fiery, powerful aura in her red trench coat. "As a lawyer, my reason tells me that it's not a good choice. But as a woman, I choose to respect and support you. Not everyone is lucky enough to find someone to lean on and get through difficult times together. But will your family agree? As far as I know, Hong Kong China person still practice polygamy, especially given your current status..."
"Polygamy? Would he dare bring other women to me?" Angie Perlis smiled confidently. "He might be a womanizer, after all, he lives in that kind of social system, but I assure you, if he does have other women, it won't be a threat to our relationship. I'm your student, a lawyer familiar with all kinds of legal statutes. Any bad women who dare to have wicked thoughts should keep their eyes open. As for my family, my identity, Mrs. Bess said that all the things that give women headaches should be left to the man who loves her to handle. Isn't that why women like that man? He's reliable, steady, and will never cause women headaches or disappointments. Goodbye, madam."