From September 1 to 6, the "Asia-Pacific Economic and Trade Cooperation Summit Forum" was grandly held in Hong Kong, and political leaders and business leaders from dozens of countries and regions attended the meeting.

As the leader of the younger generation of business, Guan Qiu was also invited to attend the meeting.

Of course, he didn't come on stage to make a speech, and there were too many big names on the scene, so it wasn't his turn.

At 4 pm on the 6th, after the meeting, Guan Qiu planned to take the opportunity to return to the Shanghai Stock Exchange directly. It happened that the Xiangjiang Investment Branch, a subsidiary of Tianxiu Group, was established, so he took the opportunity to inspect it.

The company's office is in an office building in Tsim Sha Tsui Harbour City. Harbour City is a large building complex in Hong Kong, ranging from Tsim Sha Tsui Sky Star Pier in the south and from Zhonggang City to the north. Since it is the largest shopping center in Hong Kong, it has also become one of the tourist attractions for tourists.

The person in charge here is Yang Xiuqi. He is 37 years old and graduated from the Yale School of Business. He has worked in many famous investment banks and has rich experience in cross-border investment.

In the spacious and bright office, Guan Qiu was drinking tea and listening to Yang Xiuqi explaining the next investment direction.

"Currently, the main directions are concentrated in real estate, Internet, biomedicine, cultural industry and other projects, and complement each other with the main direction of the company..."

Yang Xiuqi talked for ten minutes, then glanced at the young boss on the sofa, without getting any satisfactory or dissatisfied signals on the other party's face.

Yang Xiuqi was a little confused.

Although his investment vision has been recognized, it is the first time he is the person in charge to operate tens of millions of dollars in funds. The young man in front of him is known as a business genius. Looking at his investment route in recent years, he can simply write a legendary novel, and it is perfect to get his recognition.

After a long time, Guan Qiu finally nodded and smiled, "Yes, it's very good."

Yang Xiuqi breathed a sigh of relief and said modestly with a smile: "Thank you for the Chairman's praise."

Guan Qiu put down the cup, got up and walked over and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go downstairs and go shopping with me."

Yang Xiuqi nodded and followed Guan Qiu, who had not yet heated up, out of the office.

Next to the office building is Gangwei Shopping Mall, which has Jiahe Gangwei Cinema City, a host of tea restaurants, and a large supermarket! Tysuper and Ye Yitang Bookstore are quite prosperous and crowded with tourists.

Yang Xiuqi, who was wearing a suit and Guan Qiu, dressed in casual clothes, was walking around!tysuper, followed by two assistants in professional clothes. This combination looked like a leader who came to inspect, and frequently attracted side-eyed eyes.

Yang Xiuqi soon discovered this and signaled his assistant to retreat a little further.

Guan Qiu was unaware of it, his eyes swept across the shelves of products, and thought of the past life in his mind, and then Amazon.

In a few months, the doomsday of real estate in the United States will come. Major investment banks, securities firms, and hedge funds that endorse it will usher in a cold winter of cash flow. Amazon, which is expanding rapidly, will definitely not have a good life.

I silently remembered this in my heart, and then discussed the development prospects of e-commerce in Xiangjiang with Yang Xiuqi.

67.com has completed its domestic layout and has begun to try to take a diversified development route. It is now planning to enter Xiangjiang.

The two of them walked and chatted. After leaving the east gate of the mall, the lights were already on. There was a bustling food street outside. Relying on the traffic of Gangwei Mall, the business in the night market was also very popular. There were even long queues outside one of the beef brisket noodle shops, and there were customers holding paper bowls to eat while walking, including mainlanders speaking Mandarin.

Guan Qiu stepped down the steps and asked with a smile: "How is this beef brisket restaurant?"

Yang Xiuqi followed up and said with a smile: "I have eaten it a few times and the taste is very good. The soup is cooked for a long time and the taste is very smooth; the noodles are hand-beated and chewy; in addition, the overall taste of beef brisket is very delicious and melts in the mouth, which is worth trying."

Guan Qiu laughed after hearing Yang Xiuqi's comments. A man who is willing to spend time on food, not to mention his professional level, just in terms of character, is definitely not much worse.

"Okay, listen to you, go over and try it." Guan Qiu patted Yang Xiuqi on the shoulder and walked to the back of the line with a smile.

Yang Xiuqi also followed Guan Qiu and stood behind him, and then the two of them chatted while waiting.

After a queue of twenty minutes, it was their turn, four or five people in the south of the food street chased a young man with yellow hair on his head and ran towards them.

The young man running in front shouted loudly: "Get out of the way...Get out of the way..."

"You floppy guy, you'll be dead if you catch you..."

Just as Guan Qiu subconsciously took a step back and planned to let the other party pass through, four or five burly men suddenly appeared around him, forming a triangle to block Guan Qiu and the other two in the middle.

They were safe to block Guan Qiu, but the little yellow-haired who ran over directly hit the flesh wall and fell to the concrete floor with a "bang".

Before the little yellow-haired screamed, the group of people who were catching up had already fists and kicked his head and his body in a mess, and they were also swearing.

The little yellow-haired hugged his head tightly, rolled on the ground, begging for mercy loudly in his mouth.

Since the other party spoke Hong Kong language, Guan Qiu listened for a while before he realized that he was a debt collector.

The debt collector beat Xiao Huangmao and tried to pull Xiao Huangmao away before the crowd watched.

The little yellow-haired with a bruised nose and swollen face kept struggling, holding Guan Qiu's bodyguard's trousers with both hands and begging loudly in Hong Kong language.

The professional quality of the bodyguard does not allow him to cause trouble and bring any trouble to his employer. What's more, such street gangsters are lazy and idle. Generally, debts are caused by gambling, so he is too lazy to care about their life or death.

He tried hard to break free from the little yellow-haired hand, and at the same time he looked vigilantly to pay attention to the movements around him to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to his boss.

Maybe he knew what kind of outcome he would face when he was caught. After being pulled free from it by the bodyguard, Xiao Huangmao grabbed a woman's dress. The woman in her thirties covered the corners of her skirt with a faint look and exclaimed in Mandarin: "Ah...why are you doing...let go..."

When the little yellow-haired heard this, he immediately changed to Mandarin and cried and begged: "Please help me, they will really beat me to death... I don't want to die..."

The woman was also scared to tears, "Mmmmm... Don't look for me, I don't know anything..."

Seeing the situation on the scene in chaos, Guan Qiu glanced at the clerk who was stretching his neck to watch the fun in the beef brisket shop, and said casually: "Go and see what's going on."

Yang Bing responded, walked over and patted one of the bald guys who were holding the little yellow hair, and said, "May I ask..."

As soon as Yang Bing said something, the bald man immediately stared at his cow's eyes, poked his fingers and scolded in half-baked Mandarin, "Mainland, it's not your business, I'll beat you up with the fuck."

Yang Bing was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he grabbed his finger and pushed it down hard. The bald man immediately let go of the little yellow-haired hair, dragged his grasped wrist and screamed: "Ah... it hurts..."

The muscular man in black vest standing next to the bald man waved his fist and slammed it over, but his fist was still in the air. Yang Bing kicked him in the stomach, kicking him backwards and hit the crowd watching.

Seeing that the remaining companions were eager to try, several burly men walked up behind Yang Bing. When the other party saw that they could not get any advantage, they pointed at Yang Bing and others and threatened them a few times, and rushed out of the encirclement before the patrol police came.

Guan Qiu glanced at the beef brisket restaurant behind him, shook his head and smiled at Yang Xiuqi, "Let's go, come here to try it next time I have the chance."

Everyone turned around and walked towards the parking lot outside the south exit, and happened to pass by the patrol officers who came over.

Just as Guan Qiu was about to get on the bus, the little yellow-haired man who had been chasing him from the night market, covered his cheeks and shouted behind him: "Wait...wait a moment..."

One of the bodyguards stepped forward and blocked the little yellow-haired route. When the other party came over, he put his hand on his chest and said coldly: "I'll agree on something here."

The little yellow-haired wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked tremblingly: "You... are you from the mainland?"

The bodyguard raised his eyebrows and said, "Speak the point."

The little yellow-haired stretched his head and looked at Guan Qiu in the crowd, then knelt down in the direction of him with a "thump", kowtowed seven or eight times to the hard square bricks, and then raised his head and begged: "Please, can you take me back to the mainland..."
Chapter completed!