28 February 1992

Lo Wu Immigration Department, Hong Kong---

At the entrance to Hong Kong, passing through security, mainlanders with fishskin sacks on their backs and carrying various luggage flocked in.

In this era, for many mainlanders, Hong Kong is a place that represents "paradise", and food, clothing, housing and transportation are hundreds of times stronger than the mainland in every aspect.

To use the simplest analogy, the same leather shoes are more expensive in Hong Kong than in the mainland.

Therefore, you can see the surprise, envy, and dream-like expressions of many mainlanders when they first come to Hong Kong at the immigration department.

"Look, this is Hong Kong!"

"Wow, the sky in Hong Kong is so blue!"

"Yes, the air in Hong Kong smells good, too. A few mainlanders chattered, closed their eyes, and smelled the air in Hong Kong.

Suddenly, "Ahem, ahem!"

A puff of smoke woke them up.

But I saw a limping old guy walking in front of them, still holding a cigarette pouch pot in his hand---yes, it was a tobacco pouch pot, a very traditional smoking tool in the mainland countryside.

"I'm sorry, I'm choking you, right? No way, my tobacco is just a little rushed. When the old guy saw the gang staring at him one by one, he immediately understood what was going on, and hurriedly explained.

Seeing that the old guy had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, and that they were both mainlanders, the gang sneered, and then said to the old guy: "Pay attention to the quality, this is Hong Kong! Look at you, what kind of dry tobacco are you still smoking, go to the front store to buy a box of Hong Kong cigarettes and smoke, the taste is definitely not ordinary!"

"Yes, since you are a mainlander, don't be ashamed, hurry up and throw away this spitting thing!" A group of people felt that they needed to improve the personal quality of this old guy, so as not to lose the face of the mainlanders.

The old guy just laughed, saying that he was used to smoking dry tobacco and couldn't change it.

As soon as the gang wanted to say a few more words about the old fellow, they saw a young man also coming from the immigration office, who looked like a companion of the old fellow, wearing glasses, a white shirt, a pair of black trousers underneath, tied up at the waist, and carrying a black briefcase in his hand, looking very intellectual.

"I'm sorry, Master Luo, for keeping you waiting for me for so long. The young man laughed at the lame old fellow.

"It's okay, since we're here in Hong Kong together, we have to take care of each other. Well, those people at the Immigration Department didn't make things difficult for you just now, did they?"

"No, I just focused on checking the treasure in my box. The young man lifted his suitcase and smiled at the old man.

The old man nodded, "That's good!" and then glanced around, as if he saw something, he pointed to the young man and said, "I'm not mistaken, the person who picked us up is over there, let's go together!"

After saying this, the old man followed the young man with the suitcase, and limped forward.

Later, the group of people who had just found fault shouted: "Hey, why did you leave? We haven't educated enough, remember, this is Hong Kong, you have to talk about quality, but you have to pay attention to your image......

As the words landed, the gang suddenly shut up, and their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.

They looked ahead incredulously.

I saw a high-end black BMW sedan parked not far ahead, and the lame old man and the young man were walking towards the BMW sedan.

"No, it won't!"

"Impossible!"

"Is that car here to pick them up?"

When they thought of the cigarette pouch in the pot just now, and then looked at the tall BMW in front of them, they suddenly felt very disagreeable.

"Damn, it's a dog, this BMW should come to pick me up!" a group of people swallowed enviously.

......

The lame old man--- the owner of the laurel suit shop, to be precise, the big tailor Master Luo, and the young man--- Mao Youwang of Pan Yu Wanda Technology Company, walked towards the BMW car together.

Leaning on the BMW, wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, Niu Xiong, who looked like a big man, smoked a cigarette while looking around, and soon, he saw Master Luo and Mao Youwang walking towards him.

In Pan Yu, they had dealt with each other, and immediately, Niu Xiong took off his cigarette and walked quickly to meet him.

"Master Luo, Manager Mao, it's been hard all the way!" Niu Xiong stepped forward with a smile and greeted.

Master Luo and Mao Youwang did not immediately recognize Niu Xiong, mainly because Niu Xiong has changed too much, to be precise, Niu Xiong is not only wearing a suit and leather shoes, but even his own temperament has changed greatly.

When he was in Pan Yu, Niu Xiong followed Cheng Fa to mix, at best he was a "gold medal fighter", and his whole person looked fierce and vicious, like a ruffian bully on TV. It's like now, exuding a kind of high-ranking person's style.

"Ahem, you're ...... Niu Xiong?" Master Luo had to confirm.

When Niu Xiong heard this, he laughed: "Of course it's me!" and then looked at himself, "How is it, has it changed a lot?"

"It's not just a big change, it's a big change!" Master Luo was amazed.

Next to him, Mao Youwang also stared at Niu Xiong in surprise--- Niu Xiong he also knew, now it seems that in addition to his height and physique, his face is no different from the previous Niu Xiong, and the whole person gives people the feeling of a successful person.

"Hehe, it's not all Mr. Tosong's blessing...... If you stay in Hong Kong for a long time, people will change. Niu Xiong said with a smile, and then hurriedly made an inviting gesture: "Having said so much, don't delay the time, let's go, let's get in the car and talk slowly--- Also, Mr. Song has arranged a place for you to stay, I'll send you over to see it later, you take a shower and change your clothes." Today, Wanxin International is going to officially open, and Mr. Song has called all of you heroes to Hong Kong, and it is estimated that there will be a big move!"

Niu Xiong said as he walked over and helped the two of them pull the car door.

Seeing Niu Xiong like this, Master Luo and Mao Youwang couldn't help but sigh again, you must know that in the past, this Niu Xiong was also a celebrity in front of Cheng Dada, and he was the second-in-command on his side, but now he is just helping Song Zhichao drive, but he is like a sweet eater, and he seems to be very satisfied.

In fact, if Master Luo and Mao Youwang knew that just to help Song Zhichao drive, Niu Xiong would get millions of red envelopes at a time, making him a veritable millionaire, and I am afraid that many people would rush to be this driver.

There was a small episode when getting on the bus.

In the driver's instinct and kindness, Niu Xiong wanted to help Mao Youwang carry his suitcase.

Mao Youwang immediately held the suitcase in his arms and said nervously: "I can take this thing myself." ”

Niu Xiong didn't know what treasure was in it, but since Mao Youwang refused to touch it himself, he, Niu Xiong, smiled very knowingly and didn't pay attention to it.

After getting into the car, Master Luo lay comfortably on the seat and beat his lame leg with his hand.

Mao Youwang hugged the box tightly, as if he was holding the closest baby, and he didn't relax for a moment.

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