Chapter 250: Your son or your hotel?

Harry Sharilela does not have the skin color of Barak's high caste, and is probably of mixed race.

Hearing that Fang Hexuan actually had even greater ambitions, he became furious, and his face, which was not pale to begin with, instantly turned from red to black.

His fat nostrils opened and closed, and he was obviously very excited.

Fang Hexuan was really afraid that the old man might have some chronic disease, such as a bad heart, and he would get so angry that he would suddenly die on the spot. He would never be able to wash himself clean.

"Mr. Xialilila, don't get excited. It's just two hotels. There's no need to get so angry."

"Humph, Fang Sheng is really good at robbing and plundering. What's the difference between his behavior and that of a bandit or hooligan?"

"Haha, at least I paid for it and didn't force the Xialilila family to 'give it' to me directly."

Old Harry wanted to just walk away, but when he thought about the fact that the other party had more unfavorable evidence that posed a fatal threat to his family, he told himself to stay calm and restrained.

The restaurant is located in a great location with no obvious obstructions around it. There is also an observation deck facing Victoria Harbour for diners to check in and overlook the whole of Hong Kong.

Fang Hexuan was no longer in a hurry. He walked out of the restaurant and came to the observation deck, with his hands in his trouser pockets, letting the cool sea breeze blow his hair.

Looking down at the entire city from Lingao, seeing the busy construction sites and the constant flow of people on the streets, he had a heroic feeling that the world was in his hands.

Although Old Harry now hated Fang Hexuan, he still had to follow him out.

"Mr. Harilela, what do you think of Hong Kong from this mountain top?"

Old Harry is only irritated and angry now, so how could he accompany Fang Hexuan to understand the world?

"I will make one more concession. I will sell you 60% of the shares of Empire Hotel that I currently hold. In addition, I can sell you 20% of the shares of Golden Mile Holiday Hotel."

After saying this condition that had already given him a headache, Old Harry looked at Fang Hexuan's profile with some anticipation.

But Fang Hexuan seemed to have not heard what he just said, and said to himself:

"This Chinese land has been colonized for 140 years. It is time for history to end."

Old Harry didn't get the response he wanted, and after hearing Fang Hexuan's advice, he sarcastically said,

"I'm afraid Fang Sheng will never see that moment in his lifetime. The Chinese government simply doesn't dare to break off relations with the British Empire."

Fang Hexuan turned around and smiled at Old Harry.

"Twenty years ago, we beat up Barak. How come the British Empire, the father, didn't dare to say a word?"

Old Harry was furious and angry. His fat body shook and he suddenly said in a high-pitched voice:
"The conditions just now are my bottom line. If you still don't give up, then there is nothing to discuss."

Fang Hexuan did not turn around or look back, but said in a distant and low voice:

"You Barak people don't belong here. If you don't sell the hotel to me, I will find a way to get your entire family out of Hong Kong. Do you believe it?"

His tone of voice was very calm when he spoke these words, but it was full of ruthlessness, arrogance and domineering, and it could be said that they were almost about to fall out.

If the other party's bodyguards were not around, Old Harry would even have the urge to push Fang Hexuan directly off the observation deck.

"Hong Kong is still dominated by the gays. So what if you are the richest man? I don't believe you can cover the sky with one hand."

"Haha, Mr. Xialilila, I feel sorry for you having an opponent like me."

"In this city, I have a thousand ways to deal with you and your family."

"But just the public opinion and people's hearts are enough to make it difficult for you to take a single step in Hong Kong."

"The British will eventually leave, but I believe that the Xialilila family will leave many years before them." "How about it? You want to give it a try?"

Perhaps the old man couldn't stand the cool sea breeze, and old Harry's fat body trembled slightly.

He hated being threatened, especially by such a young Chinese. He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word:

"40% is my last offer. If we can't come to an agreement, then forget about it."

Fang Hexuan finally turned around again. He looked up and down at old Harry, who was at least a head shorter than him, with a playful look, then shook his head.

"Mr. Xialilela, my friends in San Francisco told me that they found your son Henry Xialilela raping a hotel waiter."

"Based on the evidence they have, they can definitely help this poor and helpless waitress sue Henry and get a 100% chance of winning."

"What a pity! If something like this really happens, Henry will not only have to pay the other party millions of dollars in mental damages, but will also face at least five years in prison."

"Believe me, raping women is the most dehumanizing thing in any prison, let alone a private prison in the United States."

In fact, Fang Hexuan did contact the China Zhi Gong Party far away in the United States through the Sun Yee On.

This party, which originated from the Chinese Hongmen, was originally rooted in Honolulu and San Francisco.

Harry Sr.'s eldest son Henry was sent to San Francisco to take charge of the management of the Holiday Inn there.

Originally, Henry raped the waitress and gave her $1000 as a hush money.

I thought no one would find out, but I didn't expect to be secretly investigated by the Zhi Gong Party.

It is impossible to conceal such a thing without any loopholes. Many waiters and management have heard the gossip to some extent.

The members of the Zhi Gong Party followed the clues and found the woman who was raped by Henry. They promised to pay for her lawsuit and also promised to protect her safety.

This very important clue of evidence to Fang Hexuan was easily obtained by him.

When old Harry heard the news, it was like a bolt from the blue.

He had no idea of ​​it, and Henry had never told him about it.

His eldest son married a woman of American descent in the United States, and old Harry always thought they were living a good life.

Who would have thought that this bastard would do such a ridiculous thing and be caught by Fang Hexuan.

Thinking that his grandson Charlie might lose his father and that his hotel in San Francisco might be affected by the rape scandal, old Harry felt a chill.

In addition to these, he also developed an unprecedented fear of Fang Hexuan's unscrupulous means and ubiquitous influence.

"I have to say that the education of the descendants of the Xialilila family is really bad. Almost all of them are criminals."

Fang Hexuan laughed deliberately.

"Rape is a felony in the United States. You will not win the lawsuit. Believe me!"

"How about it? Have you made up your mind? Do you want the hotel or your good-for-nothing eldest son?"

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