The three had just returned to Lin Xiaoze's office, and before his secretary could even serve him tea, Lin Xiaoze received a call from the secretary of Jardine Keswick's tycoon, Keswick. Zhaofeng Trading was willing to acquire Jardine Xizhen Properties for Hong Kong dollars 180 million!
However, Keswick did not agree, but instead immediately informed the Lin Family of the news.
"He acted so fast!" Lin Xiaosen gasped after a moment of astonishment, "This guy can come up with that much money?"
Lin Xiaoze looked at Lin Xiaosen and said in a serious voice, "What are you waiting for? Call Studwell and the others and tell them to speed things up. The other party's initial offer was already Hong Kong dollars 180 million. We need to have at least HK$80 million in cash on hand right now so we don't end up in a passive position later."
Lin Xiaosen picked up the phone and called Studwell.
When Studwell answered the phone, he and Tang Boqi were celebrating with relaxed expressions. Prosperity Rubber's trading volume suddenly increased this morning, clearly indicating that a large amount of capital had entered the market. However, whether the other party's purpose was to acquire Prosperity Rubber or to acquire a large number of shares for holding was not important to Studwell and Tang Boqi. They planned to quickly push the share price to Hong Kong dollars 2.3 per share in the next few days, and then sell their shares and leave the market. They expected to get more than HK$50 million. Adding the HK$10 million they had used for previous operations, they should have no problem getting more than HK$60 million in cash.
Upon hearing Lin Xiaosen's phone call, Studwell frowned slightly. The Lin Family now hoped that they could obtain Hong Kong dollars 100 million in cash from the stock market through Prosperity Rubber to inject capital into Xizhen Properties, which would require at least HK$80 million.
"Song Tianyao offered Jardine Hong Kong dollars 180 million to acquire their shares in Xizhen Properties." Studwell put down the phone and shrugged at Tang Boqi: "The Lin Family hopes to use Prosperity Rubber to raise HK$80 to HK$100 million in cash from the stock market, and they want it as soon as possible."
Tang Boqi scratched his head. "It's beyond the limit. With only the ten million Hong Kong dollars we have, it's impossible to push the price up to that level. Mathematics is very precise. Prosperity Rubber has too many shares in circulation on the stock market. While we're pushing the price up, there will be people selling off outside. The ten million dollars we have can barely support the price to the predetermined level. It's impossible to go any higher. Moreover, the higher we push it up, the more funds we need. According to the Lin Family, the price of a single share needs to be pushed up to at least 3.8 to 4 yuan to get that kind of cash when we exit. If that's the case, I'll need another twenty million Hong Kong dollars in cash for operations."
"The Lin Family can't possibly come up with any more cash. First, they don't have much cash on hand. Second, we have no connection with the Lin Family now, and we can't get involved with the Lin Family in this stock price manipulation." Studwell was also a bit troubled.
Tang Boqi pondered for a moment, then said to Studwell, "Continue to push the price up. When we reach the previously predetermined price, cash out 15 million Hong Kong dollars and create a positive news story. Perhaps we can still manage to do it."
"What good news?" Studwell looked at Tang Boqi. This young man had a very quick mind, and most importantly, every method he proposed was very feasible.
"A Europe company has placed an order for Prosperity Rubber worth 15 million Hong Kong dollars. This order is enough to clear out Prosperity Rubber's inventory. Then, through newspaper advertising, using completely genuine orders, shipping records, and export documents, they can stimulate shareholders and push the stock price up even further!" Tang Boqi said to Studwell.
Studwell's eyes lit up. "Great idea! Register a company in Europe, use real orders to create positive news, and then we can resell that Hong Kong dollars 15 million worth of rubber at a low price and make another profit."
"No, after the stock price is driven up, once the goods leave Hong Kong and enter international waters, we'll throw them all into the sea. Selling them at a low price would be easily noticed, and selling them at a high price wouldn't attract buyers. Let them sink into the sea, consider it a loss of 15 million Hong Kong dollars. I often hear my father say there's a China saying, 'You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub,' which is probably what this means." Tang Boqi crossed his arms and said with a serious expression.
Chapter 368 Goddaughter
The Catholic St. Michael's Cemetery in Happy Valley.
Song Tianyao got out of the car far down the mountain, holding a bunch of white calla lilies in his hand, and walked towards the cemetery halfway up the Mid-Levels. Today is the first anniversary of Xianyu Shuan's formal burial.
A light drizzle was falling. Huang Liu, carrying a plastic bag in one hand and holding an umbrella for Song Tianyao with the other, followed behind. "Is this 'Brother Xianyu' the laborer who saved you, boss?"
"Yes, back then, Zhang Laosi had a very capable bodyguard named Dai Feng. If it weren't for A Shuan blocking him, maybe it would have been me, Scribe Hui, A Shuan who all fell to the ground and lay dead in the street that day." Song Tianyao said as he walked up the steps.
Huang Liu curled his lip. "I wish I had known you, boss. I'd love to see just how shrewd that guy is."
"It's Uncle Song." Perhaps hearing Song Tianyao's voice, Xianyu Shuan Wu Xiu'er, who had come to pay respects to Xianyushuan with Sister Fen at the cemetery and was holding Xianyu Shuan for her mother, turned around and saw the two people climbing the steps. She whispered to her mother.
Wearing plain clothes, Sister Fen, who had just been burning paper money for her deceased husband under an umbrella, straightened up from in front of the grave upon hearing this. She turned her head and looked over, and sure enough, Song Tianyao and Huang Liu had already walked up the steps.
"A-Yao, Xiu'er and I will go down first..." Sister Fen eyes were still a little red, pursed her lips, greeted Song Tianyao with a sentence, and then led Xiu'er, who had already paid her respects, to go down first, leaving Song Tianyao and Huang Liu standing in front of the tombstone. After all, talking and chatting in front of the cemetery is considered disrespectful to the deceased.
Song Tianyao nodded slightly to Sister Fen as she brushed past him, without saying a word.
Once the area in front of the grave had quieted down, Song Tianyao slowly walked forward, placed the flowers he was carrying at the foot of the marble tombstone, and stood upright, gazing silently at the name on the tombstone for a full three or four minutes before softly speaking:
"A Shuan, you've been living there for a year, living so comfortably that you haven't even dreamt of me? You're living the high life, aren't you?"
Perhaps because he had never heard anyone say such things when paying respects to a friend at a cemetery, Huang Liu couldn't help but smirk slightly.