Hong Kong, Lantau Island, Gold Coast ---

Song Zhichao saw Fu Yunheng calling himself, so he stood on the reef by the sea, handsomely collected the fishing rod, and then walked towards Fu Yunheng, He Hongshen, and Zha Dongchen.

At this moment, He Hongshen and Zha Dongchen felt weird, they didn't expect Song Zhichao to appear here, it stands to reason that he should be at the auction site for renting land.

Seeing that Fu Yunheng's old god was there, he didn't seem to take the surprised expressions of the two of them in his eyes at all.

But after all, he is an old fox who has been up and down in the business sea for many years, and He Hongshen's face is filled with a kind smile that his predecessors care for his juniors.

Regardless of whether this smile is true or not, it always makes people feel very comfortable, at least Song Zhichao thinks that He Gambling King is quite good, look at it, how kind it is.

As for Zha Dongchen, he doesn't have the determination of a gambling king, to be precise, Zha Dongchen disdains to pretend to be kind to Song Zhichao, and what kind of care does he have for his predecessors, in his eyes, Song Zhichao is a mainland street that has overshadowed his own hotel. has no money, no status, no background, if you don't find the backer of the Fu family, you don't know what status you have in Hong Kong!

Therefore, Zha Dongchen's expression when he looked at Song Zhichao was contemptuous and disdainful, and he even let out a cold snort in his nose.

"Hehe, you are Ah Chao, you are really young and promising!" He Hongshen took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Song Zhichao, "I don't need to introduce myself--- many gossip magazines have me on it, you can call me Mr. He, it's okay to call me Uncle He." ”

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, and shook hands with He Hongshen cordially, "Mr. He, hello!"

In the eyes of many Hong Kong and Macao people, it is such an honor to be able to shake hands with the gambling king known as the "God of Wealth".

But Song Zhichao was very calm.

Nonsense, as a super-rich man in his previous life, he had already been in contact with He Hongshen at that time, and sat side by side with He Gambling King, talking eloquently, and the two of them were still "old friends".

It's just a pity that He Gambling King doesn't know him in this time and space, but he just regards Song Zhichao as a young man who came to Hong Kong to study from the mainland, because of the opportunity to cling to the backer of the Fu family, he is qualified to meet him.

However, what surprised He Hongshen again was that he deliberately tested Song Zhichao just now, asking the other party to call himself "Mr. He" or "Uncle He", and if it was those who were scheming, they would definitely choose "Uncle He", so that it was easy to get closer to him.

However, Song Zhichao chose "Mr. He", indicating that he chose to be rusty and distance himself from himself.

This can't help but make He Gambling King a little uncertain about Song Zhichao, and he doesn't understand what kind of person this is.

In fact, this time He Hongshen wronged Song Zhichao, and the reason why Song Zhichao called him "Mr. He" was because the two were equal in the previous life and were equal in identity; when they met again in this life, Song Zhichao would not surrender his identity and call him "Uncle He".

Zha Dongchen saw the "embarrassment" of He Gambling King, and his heart was secretly refreshed, but on the surface, he was biting a cigar, planning to give Song Zhichao a dismount, and he didn't shake hands with Song Zhichao, he slapped Song Zhichao's shoulder directly, and said: "Song Zhichao is it?

Don't look at Zha Dongchen's age, usually this old guy likes fitness very much, and even plays boxing, otherwise how dare he ask He Gambling King to ask for three tender models, and the three girls of the night royal are not fake, so his slap is very powerful, and he slapped Song Zhichao on the shoulder fiercely, as if he was branded with a soldering iron, which made people feel unbearable.

Song Zhichao gritted his teeth, scolded the old guy in his heart, but on the surface, he smiled and groaned: "How can you not know, Mr. Cha is a celebrity in Hong Kong, and he often appears in the newspapers...... I'm sorry, maybe I'm reading tabloids, and the vocabulary on it is a bit low-level. ”

Damn it!

It's disgusting!

Zha Dongchen was furious.

He never expected that Song Zhichao, a guy who was nothing and nothing, would dare to be so sarcastic in front of himself.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Zha Dongchen's old face turned red, and he pressed his hand on Song Zhichao's shoulder and pressed down faintly, eager to crush this street boy and bury him alive.

Song Zhichao stretched out his hand lightly and "took" his hand off his shoulder.

Yes, he just took it, looked relaxed, held Zha Dongchen's hand, and slowly moved away.

At this moment, Zha Dongchen knew that he was really old.

I think that back then, I had hunted wild boars in the mountains, and in the face of the wild boar weighing 100 catties, I could fight with it empty-handed, but now, I can't even pull a young man's arm.

Old, really old!

This is embarrassing!

Let's talk about Fu Yunheng and He Hongshen.

They are all people with hearts, and at the beginning, seeing that Zha Dongchen was so unscrupulous in front of Song Zhichao, a young junior, they made it clear that they wanted to give this mainland boy some good looks. But no one expected that Song Zhichao, a young man, would eat soft or hard, and he would just face off against the old guy Zha Dongchen.

Seeing that Zha Dongchen was ugly, they were secretly happy in their hearts. After all, Old Man Cha is too arrogant and arrogant, and sometimes he can't even stand the two of them in his style of acting.

But as Song Zhichao moved his hand and removed Zha Dongchen's old arm from his shoulder, the old guy's old face turned red, and the two knew that they had to stop it.

"Ah Chao, Mr. Cha is joking with you, what are you doing?" Fu Yunheng said loudly.

"Oh, I misunderstood, I thought Mr. Cha was testing my arm strength...... Mr. Cha, I'm sorry, your hands are fine, do you want to wipe some bruises, people are old, bones are easy to crispy, don't do things impulsively, so as not to hurt your muscles and bones. Song Zhichao let go of his grip on Zha Dongchen's hand and asked with concern.

Zha Dongchen blew his beard and glared, he was already so angry that he couldn't speak, so he could only bite the big cigar viciously and keep spitting smoke, as if this was the only way to soothe the anger in his heart.

In order to resolve the embarrassment in front of him, He Gambling King said: "It's rare that a young man is willing to sit down and chat with our three old guys, come, everyone sit down--- Chaozai, do you like to drink?"

Song Zhichao looked at the red wine, and then said very politely: "Red wine, a little bit!"

Fu Yunheng smiled and said: "If you don't dislike it, my glass of wine belongs to you, I haven't moved yet, and I still like to drink tea the most." ”

Song Zhichao unceremoniously picked up Fu Yunheng's glass of red wine and shook it a few times, took a sip, and praised: "Bordeaux? ”

Ho Hongshen: "......"

Unexpectedly, the best red wine he treasured could only be "not bad" in the mouth of this young man.

But Song Zhichao was able to taste the origin of red wine at once, which is also amazing.

How did He Hongshen know that in his previous life in 2011, Song Zhichao gave him a red wine worth millions of dollars, wishing him his ninetieth birthday, and the red wine in front of him can only be "not bad"!