Not only did he outwit dozens of con artists, but he also had the heart to shoot himself in the heart.
That kind of courage would have been more than enough to fight the Japan alongside my third uncle at Kowloon Pier. Unfortunately, he used that ruthlessness for underhanded purposes.
"Uncle, are you in Malaysia now...?" Song Tianyao looked at Song Chunzhong and asked.
Song Chunzhong took a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Song Tianyao: "Although I was tricked in a business deal and lost half my fortune, I still have some savings. I'm not just talking about taking your grandfather to Malaysia to retire; it's true."
Song Tianyao took the business card, which had several lines of text in both Chinese and English arranged like a matchbox cover.
Song Chunzhong, owner of Malaya New Fuzhou Zhonglian Rubber Estate and Malaya New Fuzhou Zhonglian Cement Factory Plant.
Looking at the business card, Song Tianyao was thinking about the problem that Ning Zikun had been struggling with.
Is this business card real or fake?
Chapter 314 Lu Rongfang
However, Song Tianyao immediately chuckled to himself. Whether what Song Chunzhong said was true or false, whether he was a rich man or a big swindler in Malaya, what did it have to do with him? Song Tianyao just treated those words as a legendary story.
"Now that you already own the rubber plantation and cement factory, Uncle, you can settle down and be a respectable businessman in Malaysia, enjoying your retirement peacefully. It's already quite remarkable to be able to retire from the business world so easily." Song Tianyao smiled as he put down his business card and smiled at Song Chunzhong.
Song Chunzhong nodded with emotion. "Yes, it's been ten years since we fled Hong Kong. A-Yao, you've grown from a little boy into a man. I'm sorry for your grandfather; I haven't been able to fulfill my filial duties for the past ten years. Your third uncle also passed away early. It's all thanks to you and your Dad for taking care of your grandfather. If you ever need my help in the future, just call me at the number on my business card. Although I, Song Chunzhong, have done many bad things in my life, I still remember my surname is Song and I won't be stingy with my own family."
"Thank you, Uncle. But my business has been doing alright lately, I can manage. If I need your help, I'll definitely ask," Song Tianyao said to Song Chunzhong, leaning back in his chair.
It's best to maintain only a kinship relationship with Song Chunzhong; business or financial dealings should be avoided.
Otherwise, Song Tianyao would really have no way of judging which of the things Song Chunzhong said were true and which were false.
"I know you'll be shocked after hearing what I have to say, especially since you're in business now. You might think that this uncle who suddenly appeared might have ulterior motives." Song Chunzhong leaned forward slightly, patted Song Tianyao's shoulder, and gave him an understanding look Song Tianyao declined. "It's understandable. Even your own wife will grow distant after a long separation, let alone an uncle like me whom you've rarely been close to since childhood, who has been gone for ten years and whose fate is unknown. Don't worry, firstly, I won't borrow money from you; secondly, I won't do business with you; and thirdly, I won't let you take advantage of me. However, I have no children. After I die, I can write a will to leave my Malaysia properties to you. By then, I'll be dead, and you can stand in front of the funeral hall and receive the will from the lawyer. At that time, you shouldn't have to worry about me lying to you anymore."
After saying that, Song Chunzhong got up and walked around Song Tianyao's room twice before finally turning to look at Song Tianyao: "Tomorrow I will visit some old friends who have returned to Hong Kong from Malaysia, and I will return to Malaysia the day after tomorrow. Knowing that you are still alive and doing well is enough. Your grandfather doesn't want to see me, and I don't want to appear in front of him again and annoy him. Please take good care of him during holidays."
After finishing his conversation with Song Tianyao, Song Chunzhong walked towards the door.
Song Tianyao stood up, fiddling with the matchbox in his hand, and asked Huang Liu to drive Song Chunzhong to the nearest hotel. Until Song Chunzhong got into the car and left, Song Tianyao did not say a word to stop him.
He dared not.
Judging from Song Chunzhong's behavior, his uncle's appearance in Hong Kong must have been for some ulterior motive, most likely targeting him. After meeting his grandfather and being slapped, why didn't he go to see his parents first?
There's no need for him to reveal his past experiences, especially his betrayal of his partners and embezzlement of money. Is he trying to gain the other person's trust by sharing these things?
But how could a master swindler who could devise such an ingenious scheme let himself use such clumsy and blatant methods to gain trust?
Unable to fathom the uncle's thoughts, Song Tianyao didn't want to have any interaction with him whatsoever. After carefully considering and rejecting all possible scenarios, Song Tianyao returned to his room to rest.
Using the pseudonym Robert, Lu Rongfang, who had specially gone to the Six-Person Dinner to meet Song Tianyao, yawned, threw a pile of stock documents on the coffee table, and then leaned back on the sofa, shaking her neck. "Damn it, you're exaggerating too much. It's just absorbing a little retail stock. Even if you sell Song Tianyao's underwear for cash, you've only absorbed 10% at most. There's no such thing as a snake swallowing an elephant. The Lin Family isn't stupid. They're probably happy to see the stock price rise slightly because of the absorption. Once Song Tianyao crosses the line permitted by the Lin Family, they'll naturally put pressure on Song Tianyao to stop. I thought Song Tianyao had some extraordinary means in the stock market. Absorbing retail stock is called a snake swallowing an elephant, so what do you call any company issuing new shares to absorb funds? Havoc in Heaven? The bastard who gave me this information is also an idiot. Do you think I should expose this to the Lin Family or everyone else? Wouldn't that ruin my reputation and make me a laughingstock?"
The surname Lu Rongfang is not the same as that of Lu Wenhui, a well-known Hong Kong Chinese. His family originated from Heshan and initially started in Nanyang. In the mid-1930s, Lu Rongfang, who was only a few years old, was brought to Hong Kong from Nanyang by his elder brother Lu Rongkang, who did not want to get involved in the family's struggle for inheritance, due to the death of his grandfather, internal strife in the family, and the early death of his parents in a plane crash.
Although the two Lu Family brothers could not match the power and prestige of the local Chinese Lu Family, they were still wealthy. Lu Rongkang funded the construction of a twelve-story building on Queen's Road in Central, which they rented out. The two brothers, as landlords, could maintain a comfortable lifestyle solely from the rent. In addition, Lu Rongkang engaged in some Nanyang trade, while Lu Rongfang held hundreds of thousands of dollars in spare cash. They seemed to do nothing all day, often spending money haphazardly, but they always managed to make a profit by the end of the year.