Chapter 300 Aimegao Company's Listing Date Confirmed
Time flew by, and it was now September 3rd.
That morning, Lin Haoran completed the final transaction with Mr. Altair from Squid Capital.
After the successful transaction, £59.2 million had been transferred into Lin Haoran's account, and he had also obtained the certificate for the 56,000 shares of Berkshire Hathaway.
Of course, he had also officially relinquished all his shares in Supplee Company.
From this day on, the British logistics company that had been the talk of the town no longer had anything to do with Lin Haoran.
Later, Altair had tried to invite Lin Haoran to attend a press conference together, but Lin Haoran refused.
From now on, whatever happened was no longer his concern.
Showing up would only make him a target.
"Uncle Tang, I've been in the UK for nearly a month.
It's time to return to Hong Kong.
I'm planning to leave in a couple of days," Lin Haoran said to the elder in the tea room at Tang Tower.
He had no choice but to go back.
A few days earlier, Liu Luoxiong had contacted him through Chen Shoulin to deliver good news:
Aimegao Company's listing date had been confirmed.
On September 12th, Aimegao Company would be listed simultaneously on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, the Far East Stock Exchange, the Gold and Silver Securities Exchange, and the Kowloon Securities Exchange!
As one of Aimegao's two major shareholders, Lin Haoran naturally had to be present for such an important occasion.
"It's true, even though Hong Kong and the UK are worlds apart, flying back and forth is easy.
Come visit your Uncle Tang when you have time," Tang Kun said with a smile.
"Of course.
Now that my father's health has improved, next time I'll bring him along to London," Lin Haoran replied seriously.
During his time in London, Uncle Tang had helped him tremendously, treating him like family—something Lin Haoran was fully aware of.
Thus, he held great respect for the elder.
"Haoran, after all this, my friendship with Bill Stevens is completely over.
He still wants to talk to you, but I told him I couldn't get in touch with you," President Liu said with a wry smile, although he didn't seem upset.
Bill Stevens, while well-known in British business circles, wasn't exactly a top-tier figure.
Business friendships were, in the end, driven by profit.
President Liu had made a handsome profit from his Supplee shares—losing a business acquaintance was no big deal.
"I had no relationship with Mr. Stevens to begin with—there's nothing to discuss," Lin Haoran said with a smile.
Naturally, Bill Stevens probably hated him now.
But what did that matter to Lin Haoran?
Selling his shares to DHL had once again caused a stir across Britain.
Supplee Company had repeatedly made headlines in just one month.
Many wanted to interview Lin Haoran again, but they couldn't find him—he had simply changed hotels.
After all, it wasn't appropriate for him to continue being in the public eye.
Meanwhile, President Liu, sensing the coming shift, decisively sold off his remaining 5% stake within a day and a half—just before the transaction with DHL was officially announced.
Thus, President Liu also profited greatly, making the favor he owed Lin Haoran even heavier.
This trip to Britain had been immensely fruitful.
Not only had Lin Haoran made connections with top British Chinese businessmen, but he had also earned HKD 370 million and obtained 56,000 shares of Berkshire Hathaway.
The journey had been well worth it.
On September 5th, at London Heathrow Airport, Lin Haoran prepared to board his flight back to Hong Kong with Li Weidong and Li Weiguo.
Tang Kun and President Liu both came to see him off.
"Haoran, I look forward to working with you in business someday," President Liu said, patting Lin Haoran on the shoulder.
After witnessing Lin Haoran's incredible money-making ability firsthand, President Liu knew that collaborating with him would be highly lucrative.
"Uncle Liu, there will definitely be opportunities.
It's about time—I have to board now.
Uncle Tang, Uncle Liu, goodbye!" Lin Haoran said after glancing at his watch.
"Safe travels, Haoran!" Uncle Tang said warmly.
"Safe travels, Haoran!" echoed President Liu.
Waving to them, Lin Haoran turned and walked towards the boarding gate without looking back.
When the group of Hong Kong business tycoons had first come to Britain, Lin Haoran was among the last to return.
Thus, this time he was traveling back with just Li Weidong and Li Weiguo.
Naturally, he had booked three first-class tickets.
Lin Haoran never skimped on his bodyguards' comfort—they were responsible for his safety, after all.
After more than twenty hours of travel, on the afternoon of September 7th, their plane landed safely at Hong Kong's Kai Tak International Airport.
Through the plane window, Lin Haoran looked out at the familiar skyline of Hong Kong, feeling an especially good mood.
He had been away for nearly a full month.
Before leaving, he hadn't told anyone, so no one came to pick him up.
Lin Haoran got into his Rolls-Royce, which had been parked at the airport parking lot for a month.
Li Weidong carefully inspected the car—front, back, undercarriage—before starting the engine.
The parking fee alone had accumulated to several thousand Hong Kong dollars, but Lin Haoran didn't care in the slightest.
"Boss, where to?" Li Weidong asked.
"Back to the Deep Water Bay villa," Lin Haoran answered without hesitation.
He wanted to see his parents first.
It was just past 3 p.m.—he would get back in time for dinner with them.
He also had gifts from Uncle Tang to deliver to his parents.
Forty minutes later, the Rolls-Royce pulled steadily into the driveway of the Lin family's Deep Water Bay villa.
"Huh?
Big brother's back too?
That's rare!" Lin Haoran muttered upon seeing a Bentley parked outside.
Even though Hong Kong was small, and Deep Water Bay wasn't far, his elder brother rarely returned—maybe three to five times a year, mostly for holidays or birthdays.
The sound of the Rolls-Royce engine quickly alerted the family.
Lin Haoran had barely stepped out when his father, mother, and older brother Lin Haoning came to greet him.
His parents were overjoyed to see him.
"Dad, Mom, Big Brother!" Lin Haoran greeted them with a big smile.
"Haoran, why didn't you tell us you were coming back?" his mother scolded gently.
"I wanted to surprise you!" Lin Haoran said, laughing.
Even his elder brother Lin Haoning gave him a rare hug.
Since Lin Haoran had risen in the business world, his brother often felt awkward around him.
"Is Sister-in-law and Jianbin not here?" Lin Haoran asked.
"Jianbin's at school, and your sister-in-law went to pick him up," Lin Haoning explained.
"Let's go inside and talk," said their father, Lin Wan'an.
"Wait, Dad, Mom—Uncle Tang sent you gifts.
Let me get them," Lin Haoran said.
Li Weiguo opened the trunk and retrieved several large gift boxes.
As expected, they were filled with British specialty products.
"Ah Kun is very thoughtful," Lin Wan'an said, moved.
"Take these inside to the main hall," Lin Haoran instructed.
"Yes, boss!" Li Weiguo replied.
"I'll go ask the kitchen to prepare more dishes.
Today's a good day—both my sons are home!" Lin Haoran's mother said, smiling as she bustled off.
Meanwhile, Lin Wan'an, Lin Haoran, and Lin Haoning headed into the study.
Lin Haoning personally brewed tea for his younger brother.
"Haoran, your trip to Britain caused quite a stir—even our Hong Kong media reported it.
Your ability to make money is astonishing," Lin Haoning said enviously.
It was impossible not to be jealous.
In such a short time, Lin Haoran had earned billions of Hong Kong dollars—an amount comparable to his elder brother's entire net worth.
"Really?
The Hong Kong media covered it?" Lin Haoran asked, surprised.
"Of course!
You're a well-known figure here now.
Every major move you made in Britain—the financing at Supplee, becoming its Chairman, and later selling your shares—was all widely reported," Lin Wan'an said proudly.
Lin Haoran nodded.
It made sense.
Major Hong Kong newspapers like the Oriental Daily, Sing Tao Daily, and Ta Kung Pao all had offices in Britain.
No wonder every development had been so quickly reported back to Hong Kong.
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