Look at the heir of the group named Yasuo Mitsui, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, short and thin, pale, a pair of triangular eyes, many whites, few black eyes, plus high cheekbones, pointed jaw, the whole face is full of anger.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao already had a plan in his heart, and he was about to open his mouth to talk to Liu Luanxiong, but he saw someone not far away waving at Liu Luanxiong, obviously an acquaintance.

Liu Luanxiong laughed and said to Song Zhichao: "Ah Chao, you look around first, I'll go over and say hello." ”

Song Zhichao nodded, and Liu Luanxiong walked towards the man.

Here, Song Zhichao thought for a while, and did not go directly to the gambling table, but took a turn and walked to the stage.

On the stage, the Indian beauty who was dancing the snake dance saw Song Zhichao coming over, so she deliberately wrapped the thick python with white flowers around her white lotus-like jade arm, hooked her fingers at Song Zhichao, and made an invitation pose.

The treasure island plastic king, the Malay rubber king, and the Thai rice tycoon and others looked sideways at Song Zhichao with a playful smile.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao just wanted to politely step forward to say hello--- after all, he didn't have any fights, and he knew that the connection might be useful at some point.

Unexpectedly, the treasure island plastic tycoon stretched out his hand and pointed at him first, and said very unceremoniously: "Decrepit boy, don't patronize the beauties, get us some whiskey." It was in a commanding tone.

Song Zhichao was stunned, looked down at the shirt he was wearing, understood, and couldn't help but sigh.

Song Zhichao didn't explain, turned around and walked to the bar, and asked the bartender for a bottle of Remy Martin.

The bartender glanced at Song Zhichao curiously, just now he saw the big boss Mr. Liu bring him in, and thought that this was the waiter newly arranged by the big boss, and he didn't suspect that he had him, so he really handed the remy horse to Song Zhichao, and told Song Zhichao to say, be careful, that guest is difficult to serve. He also handed the ice bucket to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao smiled, took the wine, carried the ice bucket and came to the stage with a familiar car.

The Treasure Island plastic tycoon commanded, "Open it and pour a glass for each of us!"

Those tycoons were watching the snake dance, and they didn't bother to take care of Song Zhichao, the little waiter.

Song Zhichao skillfully opened the Remy Martin, and then poured wine for them separately.

During this time, the people watched the snake dance and talked at the same time.

Baodao Plastic King: "Our visit to Hong Kong this time is not in vain. ”

Malay rubber king: "Yes, everything you eat and drink is the best, but it's a pity, it would be nice if you could get to know that legendary god through this Liu tycoon." ”

Thai rice tycoon: "Are you talking about the young man who is known as the Hong Kong stock god, the superman of superman?"

The plastic king looked solemn: "That's not an ordinary young man, speaking of which, the reason why the three of us are now worth tens of billions of dollars is also thanks to him--- my plastic products, your rubber products, and rice were all smuggled to Hong Kong and purchased by his company at a high price." That helped us a lot, you know, at that time, the products of all three of us were almost rotten in the warehouse and could not be sold. ”

"Yes, yes," said the rubber king, "without him, there would be no three of us today, and speaking of which, he is really a great benefactor of the three of us!"

The three of them sighed together, as if recalling those difficult years, how the mysterious young man in Hong Kong bought up their rotten products and sold them to the Soviet Union.

Fleeting ---

Plastic King: "But I heard that our benefactor is super sharp, in addition to helping us, he is also worth tens of billions in just four or five years, which is not comparable to you and me!"

"I've also heard that he has a lot of companies, especially those investment companies, that have never lost money, and many people can't get it if they want to join. The Malay rubber king said.

Rice tycoon: "Chinese all pay attention to fate, why do we come to this ship, really to watch this dance, or really to drink this foreign wine? No, our goal is the same, that is, to know our benefactor through Liu Tycoon, to know the mysterious Mr. Song!"

"It's a pity!" said the plastic king, "It's a pity that we have nothing to do with Song Enren, and we haven't been able to meet until now, let alone thank him in person at a higher price, and seek to make a fortune." ”

"This is also our inferiority!" said the rubber king, "With money, the more you want to be rich--- you always feel that it is a sin to be idle, you are afraid of depreciation in the bank, and you are afraid of losing money when you invest in your own projects. ”

The rice tycoon touched his amulet card and smiled: "The Buddha will bless us--- as long as we have faith, we will definitely meet this great benefactor!"

"Hehe, I'll be honest with you--- if I can meet this god-like Song Enren, I'll be happy to help him lift his shoes when the time comes!" said the plastic tycoon as he leaned back in his chair in reverie.

"You help him lift his shoes, and I will help him pour tea and water--- promise, like this young man, personally pour a glass of whiskey for his benefactor, and hold it high, and invite our benefactor to drink!" said the Malay rubber tycoon, holding up his whiskey glass, with a sincere face.

Just as the three tycoons were talking loudly, Song Zhichao, who was helping them next to him, asked, "Do you want to add ice?"

Plastic tycoon, rubber tycoon, and the Thai rice tycoon: "......"

looked at Song Zhichao with strange eyes--- and felt that this waiter didn't know how to measure inches, they were talking to these big guys, what are you talking about.

"Well, you waiter, let's talk, how can you interject!" The plastic tycoon of Baodao was furious, his fingers were halberded, and he pointed at Song Zhichao's nose, and the original bald head was even more bruised.

"Yes, you are a little waiter, you don't serve us well, but you dare to interject here, isn't it too ignorant of the rules!" the Malay plastic tycoon accused Song Zhichao.

"I don't think he doesn't know the rules, he does it on purpose! Young people nowadays, I don't need to clean up!" The Thai tycoon held his stomach, touched the Buddha card around his neck, and sneered at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao: "......"

With an ice clip in his hand, he looked at the three of them, and couldn't help but ask again: "Do you want to add ice?" Also, your Song Enren likes to add two pieces of ice the most!"

Three: "......"

Good boy, you dare to play with us!

Just when the three tycoons of Treasure Island, Malay and Thailand were holding their breath and wanted to break out, Liu Luanxiong's voice came from not far away: "Hey, are you all already --- already met, do you want me to help you make an introduction?"

As the words landed, Da Liu Liu Luanxiong had already come to everyone with a smile.