Chapter 1297: Old Mellon Comes to Hong Kong

On March 9th, the sky was clear.

At around 11am, outside Kai Tak Airport, a convoy of luxury Rolls-Royces modified for riot control purposes was parked quietly in an area.

Near the convoy, a large number of bodyguards from Aegis Security dressed in smart training uniforms were scattered on guard.

Such a big show was undoubtedly extremely eye-catching.

However, passengers entering and leaving the airport only dared to watch and discuss from a distance, and they simply did not dare to get close.

The only people in Hong Kong who could pull off such a big show were the Hong Kong government and Xia Yu.

At that moment, the back door of one of the cars in the middle opened, and Xia Yu and Li Qian got out in turn.

'Yu, is that the plane?'

Li Qian took Xia Yu's hand and pointed to the rapidly descending plane in the distance, asking softly, 'Is that the plane?'

'Yes, it's the private plane of the Mellon family, judging by the paint job and the huge logo on the outside,'

Xia Yu replied with a smile, having spotted the plane's distinguishing features with his sharp eyesight.

They waited a little longer.

A large group of people emerged from the VIP channel at the airport, led by suit-clad bodyguards.

'They're here,'

'Xi Xi, let's go over there,'

Xia Yu said softly, and was taken by Li Xi, walking along the path formed by the bodyguards standing guard.

Just when Xia Yu and Li Xi had walked halfway, he also saw the guests he had invited.

Xian Di, wearing a long dress, was supporting the elderly Richard King Mellon, while Leonard Mellon and Woodrow Mellon, whom he had met once before, followed closely on the other side.

'Mr Richard, welcome to Hong Kong!'

'Mr Xia, thank you for coming to the airport to meet me. I'm deeply honoured!'

Although this was only the second time they had met, the two men shook hands and greeted each other like old friends.

'Cindy, Mr Leonard, Mr Woodrow, welcome to Hong Kong!'

Xia Yu looked at the three men again and said with a smile.

'Xia Yu, and Li Qian, long time no see!'

Cindy responded with a sweet smile and also took the initiative to greet Li Qian.

'Mr Xia, just call me Leonard,'

'Mr Xia, you can just call me Woodrow,'

Perhaps it was Richard King Mellon who taught his two sons before coming, and although they still maintained the temperament of members of a large family, they still took the initiative to lower their posture a little to show their respect for Xia Yu.

'Okay,'

Xia Yu responded with a smile.

Then he pointed to the dignified Li Qian beside him and introduced her to everyone, 'Let me introduce you, this is my beloved Li Qian.'

...

After another round of pleasantries, Xia Yu invited everyone to get into the car. The convoy was arranged to be very large, large enough to accommodate the bodyguards brought by Richard King Mellon.

For the welcome dinner, Xia Yu arranged to have it at the Peninsula Hotel.

While Xia Yu and Richard King Mellon and the others were enjoying lunch,

in a quiet villa on Hong Kong Island, Charles Lochiel sat on the sofa in the living room with his brow furrowed.

'It's damned strange that old Mellon is here in Hong Kong. This is his first time here,'

Charles Lochiel muttered, his guard raised to the highest level.

A few years ago, the family had increased its surveillance of Xia Yu and had even deployed a team for him, a treatment reserved for families like Rockefeller, Morgan and DuPont, which showed just how much importance the Lochiel family attached to Xia Yu.

This team is controlled by Charles Rothschild, the leader of the Hong Kong branch.

Although it was impossible to monitor Xia Yu closely due to practical circumstances, Xia Yu was picked up at the airport this time, and it was hard to keep a low profile in front of everyone. As for why they knew it was the Mellon family, they were able to identify them based on the plane and the portraits.

'Father, they must not be simply cooperating, otherwise the old Mellon would not have come in person.'

'Unfortunately, our intelligence capabilities are still too weak.'

His son Sean Rothschild's face was equally solemn, and his tone of voice was full of regret and helplessness.

'We know very little, and this matter can only be reported to the family, which will analyse it.'

'All we can do is to monitor it as best as we can.'

'This matter is so unusual...'

When Charles Rothschild said this, for some reason, a sense of unease rose in his heart, and he was inexplicably restless.

After all, as far as he knew, Xia Yu did not have a deep connection with the Mellon family. But this time, the elderly Mellon, who was not feeling well, had actually lowered himself and taken the initiative to come to Hong Kong to meet with Xia Yu. There must be some secret that the Rothschild family did not know.

Furthermore, both Xia Yu and the Mellon family are forces that the Rothschild family needs to be cautious of. If the two families come together, it will definitely have an impact on the world's structure.

Judging from the current situation, if Xia Yu cooperates with the Mellon family in depth, it will definitely do more harm than good to the Rothschild family.

Thinking about this, he couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately picked up the secret phone to report the news to the family.

...

Xia Yu definitely didn't know how Charles Rothschild would respond. After all, the power of the net had not successfully infiltrated the Rothschild family. The surveillance device had been successfully removed before, but it was found and removed.

But that didn't matter, Xia Yu had long been prepared for the Rothschilds to find out, and he had a countermeasure.

After lunch, Xia Yu asked the old Mellon for his opinion and then led them to a villa near his home.

As the largest real estate developer in Xiangjiang, he had plenty of things like villas and was always ready to arrange for friends to stay.

Because he had just flown a long distance and was still suffering from jet lag, Xia Yu did not discuss business with Old Mellon that day, and let them rest for the day.

The next morning came quickly.

In the magnificent living room, Xia Yu and Old Mellon sat face to face. Li Qian and Cindy sat like good sisters on the sofa to Xia Yu's left, while Leonard and Woodrow sat to his right.

At this point, the door was closed, the bodyguards were all stationed outside, and the house had been thoroughly checked, with no risk of eavesdropping.

'Mr. Richard, first of all, I would like to thank you for your trust in me, and for being able to come to Hong Kong in person so that we can have this meeting,'

Xia Yu sincerely thanked him.

Richard King Mellon laughed heartily and responded to Xia Yu with a witty response: 'I'm pretty bored at home anyway, so how could I miss out on your invitation?'

'Haha...'

Xia Yu laughed happily.

After laughing, he suppressed his smile and said softly, 'Let me get to the point.'

'Mr. Richard, Rockefeller, Morgan and the Chicago Consortium are preparing to join forces to take action against Canada. I wonder if you know about it?'

Richard King Mellon's expression became serious, and he nodded slightly, 'I have to thank you for your reminder. I had someone follow up on the clues and found out some information.'

'Mr. Xia, I am very surprised by your power,'

Xia Yu smiled modestly and said, 'I was just lucky, I happened to learn about the clues and followed the trail to find out a lot of information.'

'Mr Richard, the main reason I invited you this time is to cooperate with you in depth. After all, Canada is the world's seventh largest economy, and such a big piece of cake is too tempting.'