Gu Tiancheng had just walked out of Foguang street and turned the corner with worry, a sheep horn hammer and the 20000 Hong Kong dollars. He met song Chunzhong, who was leaning against the gas lamp post, wearing a wrinkled suit, holding a cigarette and carrying a suitcase in his hand.


    "Young boy, the snake swallows the elephant?" song Chunzhong suddenly asked with a smile when Gu Tiancheng passed him.


    Gu Tiancheng immediately stepped forward, turned and looked at Song Chunzhong, showing a puzzled expression:


    "Uncle, are you talking to me?"


    Song Chunzhong gestured at his waist, and the cigarette shook with the movement of his mouth: "the left hand silver paper and the right hand knife are either gamblers or die. Do you know what the ghost meaning of die is? You are ready to eat people."


    Gu Tiancheng hesitated and immediately walked away: "crazy line."


    "I''ve been staring at the smiling casino for a long time. I wanted to close the net today, but you accidentally destroyed it. You made me lose more than two million Hong Kong dollars," song Chunzhong said to Gu Tiancheng, who wanted to go out.


    Gu Tiancheng looks back at Song Chunzhong under the lamp post. Song Chunzhong''s expression looks strange, like smiling but reluctantly. Gu Tiancheng suddenly makes a move. He stretches out his right hand to block the part above song Chunzhong''s nose and only looks at Song Chunzhong''s mouth. Song Chunzhong grins while chewing betel nuts. It is a smiling face.


    But he moved his hand down to block song Chunzhong''s mouth, revealing only the upper half of song Chunzhong''s face. It was a pair of killing eyes, staring at Gu Tiancheng tightly, making Gu Tiancheng feel a little cold on his back.


    "Uncle a, do you have a prefix? Have I provoked you?" Gu Tiancheng took his hand back and asked puzzled.


    Song Chunzhong chewed betel nut: "I said, you lost me more than two million today. Do you know how much the military uniform translated for the ghost guy charged me? He was willing to say that today? But he was blocked by your mouth."


    Gu Tiancheng subconsciously touched the sheep horn hammer wrapped in newspaper around his waist.


    Song Chunzhong leaned against the light again, just covered by the gas light.


    In the street, there were only song Chunzhong under the lamp and Gu Tiancheng in the dark, but neither of them could see each other clearly.


    "Do you want to wash the bank tonight? Get away with HK $2.3 million?" song Chunzhong spit out the betel nut and continued to speak.


    Gu Tiancheng was silent and held the sheep horn hammer. He felt that his eyelids began to beat slightly unconsciously.


    "Two or three hundred thousand is too little. You''re worth more than two or three hundred thousand. There''s no need to take risks. I think you''re worth more than two million Hong Kong dollars, or you won''t live until now. The body should be cold." song Chunzhong walked out of the lamppost and showed a clear smile to Gu Tiancheng.


    Gu Tiancheng turned around and said, "I don''t know what you''re talking about."


    "Do you want to know? You don''t want to stay in gambling stalls all your life. There are many ways." song Chunzhong said, "I''ll invite you to Liyuan 663 for dinner."


    "Who the hell are you?"


    "Rich man, I have a gambling stall in Macao. Now I''m old and want to find someone to support me. I think you''re good. Now do you want to go to dinner with me?" song Chunzhong turned around and walked out of the corner: "if you want to be clear, go to 663 me and report Xu Zhen''s name to the waiter. I''d like to advise you. If you can think of washing the bank tonight, it will prove that you are more valuable than the money in the bank."


    Watching song Chunzhong go away, Gu Tiancheng softly repeated the name: "Xu Zhen?"


    ……


    The hall of Hong Kong Hotel is brightly lit and full of people.


    The waiters in black waistcoats carried trays and walked flexibly through the hall, delivering all kinds of drinks to the guests who were either rich or expensive.


    "Mr. Chu," Lei Yingdong said to Chu Xiaoxin near the indoor small fountain, "thank you for inviting me to the charity fund-raising dinner of Oxfam."


    Chu Xiaoxin smiled, took two glasses of whisky from the waiter''s tray and handed Lei Yingdong a cup: "I should thank you for your kindness. Ah Yao talked about you. I already know, and asked me Lao Dou to find out what Sheng Bo meant."


    Lei Yingdong took the whisky from Chu Xiaoxin. When he heard the word Sheng Bo, his hand shook slightly, and the liquor shook gently in the glass.


    "What does Sheng Bo say?"


    "Sheng Bo said," I''ll buy you a soda tonight. "Chu Xiaoxin patted Lei Yingdong on the arm. When he saw another person coming, he said," I''ll entertain others first. "


    Lei Yingdong stood by the fountain with whisky in his hand.


    Sheng Bo in Chu Xiaoxin''s mouth is Xu Pingsheng, the local ship king of Hong Kong. There are five passenger and cargo ships of more than 10000 tons and more than a dozen cargo ships of 1000 tons. He is the real leader of Hong Kong''s shipping industry in addition to the British. After those businessmen who come to Hong Kong from Shanghai resume their old business, it is Xu Pingsheng who is most affected.


    Lei Yingdong sank a cargo ship. Of course, he didn''t want to retaliate. He just relied on his strength, not to mention fighting with the Shanghai ship gang. I''m afraid he may not even see each other''s face.


    Shanghai businessmen who come to Hong Kong to do shipping business have complex relations. They can not only get online with the mainland, but also get through with Taiwan. Those mines in the Taiwan Strait do not explode early or late. They only explode Lei Yingdong''s ship. Needless to say, they are worried about some local people who are weak but brave like Lei Yingdong because of the high rise of freight during this period, Forced to take the ocean route and robbed the wealth of the Shanghai boat gang.


    Blowing up Lei Yingdong''s ship can scare off a large number of people who want to run away and make a windfall.


    At this time, the host of the dinner party has stepped onto the stage and began to introduce the dignitaries who can be honored this time. Naturally, Lei Yingdong can''t make a speech on the stage. He stood in place with a wine glass and watched Chu Xiaoxin explain the purpose of the charity fund-raising dinner tonight.


    Soon, the first auction was brought to the stage by the host. Chu Xiaoxin''s fiancee Lu Peiying donated an unknown western oil painting.


    Lei Yingdong didn''t know how to appreciate a slightly Abstract western oil painting. The base price of the painting was HK $300. After being called for several rounds, a friend of Chu Xiaoxin''s uncle shaotuan bought the oil painting for HK $2000.


    Lu Peiying''s oil paintings only attract jade by throwing bricks. Then, jewelry, antiques, jewelry and pocket watches appeared one by one.


    Lei Yingdong is not in a hurry. His main purpose here tonight is to see Chu Xiaoxin. As for what to shoot, it''s not important. He''s ready to signal when there are auction products. At the moment, he''s mainly thinking about what Chu Xiaoxin meant when Sheng Bo invited you to drink soda.


    Wearing a suit, Huang Liu walked to Lei Yingdong: "brother Dan, if you don''t drink, I''ll drink."


    Huang Liu took the glass in Lei Yingdong''s hand, took a sip, and looked at the stage along Lei Yingdong''s eyes: "what are you going to shoot? My boss specially told me. If you need any help, just ask."


    At this time, a waiter came onto the stage with a bottle of Yuquan soda.


    The host smiled awkwardly: "auction, a bottle of soda, the donor is anonymous, and the reserve price is one mosquito."


    Lei Yingdong looked at Huang 61, raised his left hand and said calmly, "ten thousand yuan."