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Hong Kong.Jockey Club.

When Rong Zhijian personally made an internal phone call to rule over me, the representatives of the twenty-four families who ruled over me arrived, it was already the second day after I arrived in Hong Kong, after all, it was a meeting of many big families, and the confusion of the interest network among them reached the point where ordinary people would have a headache after thinking about it a little.

However, when Rong Zhijian threw out the importance of this meeting, and at the same time showed that this meeting could obtain enough benefits, he finally said that those dormant family forces were moved, whether it was a high-level person, a representative, or a client, after spending a night of tossing, he still found it.

The fact that such a group of figures was able to be assembled so smoothly was ultimately thanks to Rong Zhijian's connections and the special nature of Hong Kong as a financial haven and bridgehead for the wealthy.

The meeting was held in a large conference room on the first floor of the clubhouse, and the conference room was isolated from communication on all sides, and the sound insulation effect was extremely strong, and no radio waves could penetrate it.

Including the Rong family, there are a total of twenty-four representatives of big families in Hong Kong who came to attend the meeting this time, and there are also twelve big names in Hong Kong, although they are not ancient families, but they are also big bosses in Hong Kong's financial circles or spoilers. The Xi family and the Gong family, as well as the Hu family and the Xia family, all came to the other families, although some of them were not the number one in the family, but they were also people who could pass on the word to some extent, and the people who could be counted as family representatives were sixteen.

Beijing time.

I sat quietly at the end of the circular conference room, quietly watching the people who gradually walked into the conference room, most of them dressed decently, not the image of a nouveau riche dressed in gold and silver like the little girl named Keke who loved Xinjueluo, but plain and decent, or simple and simple, or restrained and natural, but there were no fancy embroidery patterns.

Aristocracy.

This is the real aristocracy.

Three generations of nobles.

A true aristocrat requires generations of cultivation and cultural accumulation, and this kind of inside-out temperament cannot be whitewashed by the decoration of the appearance.

There are no old smoking guns, no rosacea, no bucket waists, when these glamorous and polite rich tycoons enter the conference room one after another, although they are talking to each other, they are all maintaining due humility and kindness, but they are secretly looking at each other, estimating the bottom line and confidence between the two sides.

I smiled as the nobles gradually sat down at the long table, hands on their chins, but silent.

I am now one of the Rong family's clients, and the other delegates who entered the room saw my young face, and did not look at me much, and they all thought that I was just a foil.

When entering the conference room, there is a female receptionist at the door of the conference room who is responsible for giving a card to the visitors, the card has a different number written on it, and only after receiving the card can you enter the meeting room.

At 9:36, all the forty-six family representatives arrived, and the door to the conference room was slammed shut, leaving only a thin crack in the door.

The circular conference room center is covered by a dazzling white grille light, so that there are no hidden dead spots in any direction of the conference room.

The first to speak was a middle-aged man in a modest suit who sat at the end of the right side of the long table, a man with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a medium build, and a bit of a scholarly intellectual.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the conference room was quiet, he was the first to speak with a gentle smile:

"Mr. Rong is really old and strong, and he is rejuvenated, but I don't know that Mr. Rong has invited us here so sincerely this time.

Rong Zhijian showed a clear smile on his face, he shook his head slightly, smiled, and said:

"The person who took the trouble to invite you to come this time is not me, but the one next to me." Rong Zhijian's eyes fell on my face.

And as Rong Zhijian's gaze turned, the eyes of everyone in the conference room also focused on my face in an instant.

No one was surprised, and looked at me, a strange young man, with a look of confusion and even amazement.

I stood up softly and smiled at the many distinguished guests in the room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, I am honored to have you here, and perhaps not all of you know the true meaning of this meeting, but I am sure that you will be worthwhile."

I didn't care about the strange stares on the faces of everyone present, and continued to smile kindly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, in this world, we always have to choose between four kinds of things: important and urgent, important but not urgent, urgent but not important, and not urgent and unimportant.

"I invite you gentlemen here because all of you here are from your own families, and you represent the voices of your own families, and the most important purpose of this meeting is only one. Family union."

"Family union."

"What do you mean?"

"Did you talk about this before?"

"What kind of medicine is in this gourd?"

My explosive words sparked a startled reaction and whispers among the people in the room, some of whom had heard the gossip before, but some of them had not guessed the content of the meeting in advance, and for them it was tantamount to a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

I smiled and looked at the crowd:

"Gentlemen, ladies, before you enter the room, I think everyone in this room has a card with a combination of letters and numbers?"

As I reminded, everyone in the room looked at each other's cards, which had a combination of letters and numbers.

"What's the meaning of this, this gentleman who doesn't know his name." A tall, middle-aged man looked at me warily and asked.

I smiled and said, "If you look at the numbers on it, you'll see that the numbers start with ys, and the numbers at the end are from 400 to 445, right?"

Everyone looked at the cards in their hands, looked at each other at the same time, and finally their eyes fell on my face, as if they didn't understand my tricks.

So I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and finally opened them again, smiled wickedly, and cast a soul hook, and a majestic and solemn voice came out of my throat:

"So, from this day onwards, these numbers are the code names of all of you, and from this day on, you... Obey all the commands of my theone..". When the dwarf opened the door, the man next to him should be the thug artillery of the Whampoa Gang, not Yuan Hao. Thank you for the reminder