Chapter 392 Kite
After firing ten bullets with the Beretta, Achao and Lu Dingbang were still a little unsatisfied, but Mou Qizhong roughly guessed the purpose of Fang Hexuan asking them to visit the training base.

Even a fool can understand that the richest man Fang has been showing off his financial strength in the past two days, and now eight or nine out of ten is showing off his military power.

However, Mou Qizhong did not care at all. Instead, he felt that this was the strategy that a big shot should have.

He even wondered if, if he became rich in the future, he would also learn from Fang Hexuan's business style of holding a sword and a gun in one hand while holding money in the other.

Mou Qizhong still wanted to establish friendship with Xu Guohua, but when he saw the other party's expressionless face, he backed off.

He had already guessed that this person's background was not simple, but he couldn't figure out how complicated it was.

However, this was not the reason why he wanted to make friends with the other party. He simply felt that since he could be in charge of the private armed forces of the richest man Fang, even if he was not his confidant, he must have a close relationship with the richest man Fang.

As someone who wants to integrate into Fang Hexuan's circle, it would definitely be better to get to know other seniors in the circle.

Even the male assistant Achao, Mou Qizhong, has become familiar with him in the past two days. Not only did they exchange phone numbers, but they also chatted about their age.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when we left Yuen Long and returned to Kowloon.

Taking advantage of the last bit of time, Ah Chao took the two of them to visit Harbour City. Although they couldn't afford to buy much, it was still worth it to see the novelty and excitement.

After all, Harbour City is the largest shopping mall in Hong Kong, housing luxury brands from all over the world. It can be said that it has everything.

When he heard that this commercial area had now become the property of the ship charter king, Lu Dingbang proudly boasted to Mou Qizhong about the business talent of Ningbo people.

The latter also suddenly realized, not only having a clear understanding of the influence of Ningbo people in the business world, but also having a new understanding of the role of business groups.

Why do I say so? Of course, Ah Chao is adding fuel to the fire and telling how the ship charter king and his boss helped each other and formed a friendship.

The more witty things Achao told, the more Mou Qizhong felt he had gained. He believed that these inside stories of the business world could inspire and help him in his future business career.

After shopping in Harbour City, Achao sent the two back to Hilton. Fang Hexuan was already waiting for them after get off work.

They didn't look for a place to have dinner, and Fang Hexuan didn't bother to be polite with Mou Qizhong. They just had it in the Hilton Hotel restaurant.

Mou Qizhong was not stupid. He could see that Mr. Fang had something to say to him, so he was actually very excited inside, but he tried to control himself on his face.

After a simple dinner, Fang Hexuan asked his third uncle Lu Dingbang to go back to his room to rest, while he took Mou Qizhong to find a small meeting room in the hotel.

After both parties sat down, Fang Hexuan did not wait for the waiter to bring the drinks, and asked directly:
"How was your time these past two days? What were your feelings?"

Mou Qizhong looked at the other person's expression and replied in a relaxed tone:

"The car picked us up and dropped us off, and the meals were at least in a four-star hotel. For these two points alone, I would like to thank Mr. Fang. As for the feeling, I can only say one word - shocking."

Fang Hexuan smiled slightly, but continued to ask:
"Oh, how's that for a shock?"

Mou Qizhong really thought about it seriously, and within a moment he said:
“It feels like there is a gap of more than 100 years between the mainland and today’s Hong Kong.”

Fang Hexuan did not comment, but just asked the question: "Do you think the mainland will be able to catch up in the future?"

Mu Qizhong shook his head without hesitation and replied without any thought:
"I think we may never catch up with Hong Kong. The gap between the two places makes me feel desperate."

At this time, the waiter knocked on the door and brought in tea and coffee.

Fang Hexuan selected the Pu'er tea himself, took a sip, then raised his head and looked at Mou Zhexi seriously.

"Mr. Mou, you are a smart man. You should understand that I will not agree to you tricking my third uncle into partnering with you in the reselling business."

Mou Qizhong had just picked up his coffee when he suddenly heard these words. His heart was shocked and some coffee spilled onto the conference table.

"Mr. Fang, I..."

Fang Hexuan immediately raised his hand to stop him:

"I don't mean to blame you. With my uncle's brain, even if you don't lie to him, he will be fooled by others in the future. To tell you the truth, even if I let him become a waste of the Lu family who can only eat and wait for death, I will never let him step into the business world again."

Mou Qi suddenly felt a little envious of Lu Dingbang's good fortune, but he also sensed more meaning from Mr. Fang's words. Obviously, there must be a warning in them.

"Mr. Fang, don't worry. I will never contact Mr. Lu again after I go back."

Fang Hexuan nodded with satisfaction and smiled again:

"Well, back to the topic just now, you think that the mainland will never catch up with Hong Kong, but I hold the opposite view."

Mou Qizhong had just calmed down a little from his nervousness, and now he heard Fang Hexuan's shocking words. Although he didn't believe it at all, he still asked curiously:
"Mr. Fang, why do you think so?"

Fang Hexuan then smiled mysteriously again, and then replied in a relaxed tone:
"Although Hong Kong is full of tall buildings, the financial and real estate industries in such a small place will only create a wider gap between the rich and the poor. Without a sufficient middle class, the upper limit of subsequent development will definitely not be as high as in the mainland."

"In my opinion, real estate is just a sideline. Only manufacturing can create real wealth. So, even though you have visited several companies of Alphabet Group, I only value car manufacturing. In the future, the mainland will not only start with manufacturing, but also make a fortune with manufacturing. If nothing unexpected happens, many of my companies and industries will move to the mainland in the future. Compared with Hong Kong, I am far more optimistic about the mainland. Of course, the reform and opening up of the mainland will not be smooth sailing, but the pace of development will definitely not stop."

Mou Qizhong was stunned at first, but later on, he began to have doubts.

"Mr. Fang, I admire your optimistic attitude towards the mainland, but why are you telling me this?"

Fang Hexuan did not answer this time, but just smiled without saying anything. He couldn't say that I, the talent scout, have taken a liking to your talent and want you to be my white glove, or a kite under my line.

After taking a few sips of tea, Fang Hexuan finally spoke under the other party's increasingly puzzled and uneasy gaze:
"I just said that I am optimistic about the mainland, so naturally I want to make an investment early."

Mou Qi's doubts became even more intense, and he shook his head to express his confusion.

"It's not impossible for me to go back to the mainland to look for investment opportunities, but I don't have enough time and energy right now. Besides, I believe that you, a mainlander born and raised, have more say than me about the mainland."

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(End of this chapter)