Chapter 242 A pile of black material

Harry Sharilela, who was making a fortune from the "archaeological craze", looked at the words "protective development" in the newspaper, rolled his eyes, but still couldn't figure out what they meant.

Having been in Hong Kong for 48 years, he has made quite a few connections. One of the people he met at a cocktail party was a British-Indian Hong Kong government official who worked as an assistant in the Development Bureau, so he called him.

"Charles, good morning. My son brought back some fine cigars from Cuba some time ago. Come over when you have time and we can taste them together."

"Haha, thank you Mr. Xialilila for your invitation. I will definitely go when I have time."

"Okay, I'll wait for you, but Charles, I want to ask you a question."

The person on the other side was also very smart. He agreed without any hesitation, and seemed to have inherited Ah San's nature of talking more than doing.

"No problem, I will tell you as long as I know it."

"The Hong Kong government said it was going to carry out 'protective development' on my hotel. What does that mean?"

"Haha, Mr. Xialilila, I just happen to know that."

"So-called 'protective development' actually means that the government will issue an administrative order requiring your hotel to reduce the number of guests it receives to prevent excessive commercial use from causing secondary damage to the underground ruins."

Harry Xialilila thought this idea was ridiculous. Regardless of whether there were really any historical relics underground, even if there were, they would have been destroyed long ago. Why wait until now?
Besides, what’s the difference between asking him to serve fewer customers and simply not letting him do business?
He snorted angrily, and even Charles, the mixed-race man on the other end of the phone, heard it.

"The government is illegally depriving us of our right to operate normally and legally, and I will not agree to that."

"Mr. Xialilila, the higher-ups are also under great public pressure. They will not give you the opportunity to take legal action. I advise you not to try to confront the Hong Kong government, because it is too easy for the government to find loopholes in your business operations."

Old Harry admitted that what Charles said made sense. He knew his own business well. In the past few years when he was running a clothing business, he illegally hired workers from the mainland and exploited the workers' legal rights and interests. If these things were really investigated, he would definitely lose a lot of money.

Moreover, many of the ingredients in his two hotels are not regular. Although there have been no major food safety issues, if they were to be exposed, he would probably lose more than half of his customers.

Thinking of this, he touched his nose, feeling a little guilty, but also a little unhappy:

"Even if the government has the right to do this, why should I bear all the losses?"

"I'm not sure about that, Mr. Xialilila. Maybe you can ask your lawyer to think more about this aspect and save more interests for yourself. It's better than doing nothing."

Old Harry thought about it and felt that it made sense.

"Thank you for your advice, Charles. I'll have someone send you a box of top-quality Cuban cigars as a small testimony of our friendship."

"Haha, then I'm not welcome."

Harry Xialilila put down the phone, lit himself a cigar, and began to think about how to get more Hong Kong dollars before the Hong Kong government issued an executive order to make up for as much of the losses as possible.

The first solution he thought of was to make the catering department of Golden Mile Holiday Hotel open 24 hours a day.

Secondly, in the past, overseas travelers booked rooms by phone, but now we have advertised and reduced the prices of all rooms, greatly increasing the occupancy rate of the total 600 rooms.

As for whether the service quality here will decline or the complaint rate will increase, it is no longer within Old Harry's consideration.

Now, just do whatever it takes to make money, and worry about the rest later.

Fang Hexuan didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly. He originally thought that he would have to wait for a while. Since the news has already come out from the Hong Kong government, there is no need for him to hold back step by step.

In fact, as early as when he decided to take Golden Mile Holiday Inn as an acquisition target, he had already informed people like Dayanming who were far away in Barak.

It’s not that he discovered something in advance, but based on his own experience, he didn’t believe that Asan would be so abiding by the rules when doing business.

After asking Da Yanming and others to stand by, he mobilized the power of the society and his own intelligence system as usual.

The instructions these people received were to find out all the businesses and industries of the Xialilela family.

It's not about peeping into their business secrets, but about investigating whether there is any black material involved.

Within a few days, several "talented" people who had sneaked into the Holiday Inn Golden Mile as waiters successfully figured out that the hotel had major food safety risks through what they saw and heard and by bribing the Indian managers there.

In order to verify the authenticity of this, it is naturally necessary for them to conduct some source investigations in Barak based on the clues.

In addition to finding loopholes in the Xialilila family's business, Fang Hexuan will naturally not let go of some of the trash in this family.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is much easier to dig up dirt on these Indians than to trouble the big-eyed people.

Although the Harilela family is very low-key in Hong Kong, it has a large population, and the personalities and abilities of its members vary, so there is no guarantee that there will not be someone who drags the family down.

After Fang Hexuan's investigation, he actually discovered a lot of explosive information that could make the front page headlines.

For example, Harry Sr.’s sixth brother, 42-year-old Mickey Harilela, is a well-known playboy in the family, and his illegitimate children can form a football team.

In addition to his normal lovers, the mothers of these illegitimate children also included Hong Kong Chinese women whom Mickey had raped in bars and nightclubs.

This playboy even did not spare the South Asian maids in the ancestral home, regardless of whether they were young and beautiful or not.

One of the Barak maids he raped was over 60 years old.

In other words, this brat might have had an affair with the mature maid when he was a minor, a typical example of an 18 or 19-year-old wanting to be a father.

Most of the 9 illegitimate children were fostered in the homes of women who had been raped, and only 2 were allowed by old Harry to be raised in the ancestral home.

As for why the women who were raped did not speak out or make a big fuss, it was naturally because the threat of adding Hong Kong dollars worked.

In addition to Mickey, there is also old Harry's nephew David Xialila. As mentioned before, this guy came to Hong Kong from Barak at the age of 8 and is extremely confident.

Apart from being a lustful man like his sixth uncle, he also beat up a Chinese classmate when he was studying at an aristocratic school a few years ago, causing the classmate to become disabled for life and become a cripple.

In addition, he also deliberately molested the wife of a Pakistani Muslim. After being stopped by the other party, he became angry and humiliated. In the end, he hired someone to kill the Muslim man and drowned him in the sea.

Although old Harry has a glorious life as the family patriarch, he still has to clean up his family's mess from time to time, which is really tiring.

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