The arrival of the eighth master brought a small climax to the scene. Some celebrities or government officials have stepped forward to talk to the eighth master.

Black gold politics has long been common in modern society, but because of the sensitive topic, people don't talk much about this kind of thing. Chen Yufeng did not step forward and stammered like everyone else, but sat quietly in his chair and drank red wine.

"I wish the eighth master a better life than Nanshan, I haven't seen you for many days, you are still so old and strong!" a successful businessman flattered the eighth master.

"Whereever, your business is really thriving. The eighth master waved his hand and smiled.

This kind of conversation can be seen everywhere in this hall, Chen Yufeng is tired of this kind of hypocritical dialogue, he fills the goblet in his hand, and then walks upstairs.

The eighth master glanced at Chen Yufeng meaningfully, and then said to the cold middle-aged man beside him, "Tell An You to follow him." ”

"Got it, sir. The cold man agreed, and then slowly retreated.

……

On the roof of the seventh floor of No. 18 on the Bund, facing the gentle breeze blowing in his face, Chen Yufeng leaned on the railing with his hands, although the golden splendor in front of him had not yet reached the point of confusing his eyes, but it was more than enough to show a variety of colors.

"Why are you here?" Huang Anyou walked up to Chen Yufeng and said softly.

Chen Yufeng didn't look back at him, nor did he answer, just blindly drank red wine. Seeing that he was left out in the cold, Huang Anyou didn't feel angry, but opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Zeguo Jiangshan has entered the war map, and the people have a plan to be happy." Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. ”

The voice was tragic and full of pride, which made Chen Yufeng, as an audience, feel a surging blood.

"I didn't expect Brother An You to be so heroic and poetic, it seems that our gang is moving forward on the road of elitism. Chen Yufeng praised.

Huang Anyou chuckled and said, "Laughing, this "Jihai Years Two Songs" is my favorite poem. Although we are gangsters, known as the scum and scum of society, we are also full of pride. Those who say that we are useless, and the so-called defenders of the Tao, in my opinion, are just paying lip service to them! If they had done it with real knives and guns, I am afraid they would have peed their pants a long time ago!"

"So, don't pay too much attention to the barking of those 'mad dogs', just laugh. Chen Yufeng drank this red wine with a low alcohol concentration and said.

The two watched the beauty of the night in silence, feeling the ups and downs of life.

Liu Yuying hid in a hidden corner, looking at the two of them here, she couldn't help but feel a sense of depression in her heart: "Don't they know that this is a tryst place for couples?

Lei Ren said thunder language, it was really Lei at home! This unruly daughter is really not shocking and endless!

"What are you doing here?"

At this time, a man's voice sounded in Liu Yuying's ears, and she couldn't help but scream. Seeing the face of the person who came, Liu Yuying couldn't help but grit her teeth and said viciously: "It's you again, why do you want to scare me?"

Chen Yufeng sighed helplessly and said, "I said, why are you a girl hiding here and eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Liu Yuying snorted lightly and said, "Are you still qualified to talk about me? Who in the whole of Shanghai doesn't know that the seventh-floor rooftop of No. 18 on the Bund is a place for couples to tryst? You two big men are talking here, and those who don't know still think that you are doing something shady!"

Chen Yufeng couldn't cry or laugh, in his opinion, in the face of such an unreasonable girl, it was the best choice to stay away. At this time, Huang Anyou came over and said to Chen Yufeng: "Let's go down first, the eighth master and his old man want to see you." ”

"Oh, I'll go down now. Chen Yufeng looked playful and chuckled.

"Hey, do you want to leave after debunking the relationship between you?" Seeing that Chen Yufeng and Huang Anyou were about to leave, Liu Yuying immediately mocked.

Chen Yufeng glanced at her and said, "Then what are you doing here?" Looking for *** to stimulate?" After speaking, Chen Yufeng left without looking back, making Liu Yuying stunned directly.

"Bastard, I'm not going to let you go!"

……

When Chen Yufeng and Huang Anyou went downstairs, they were giving gifts to the eighth master. Many people give the eighth master nothing more than exquisite porcelain, or small and delicate jade, etc., which are too cliché in Chen Yufeng's opinion.

"How about you, you also go to show off?" Huang Anyou whispered to Chen Yufeng.

Chen Yufeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, since the eighth master here has the largest seniority, then how can I, as a junior, give a piece of my heart." ”

The eighth master is in a good mood tonight, and using the so-called black gold politics to trap these celebrities in the political world is undoubtedly beneficial and harmless for the Green Gang.

"Eighth Master, my name is Chen Yufeng, I have admired your name for a long time, and I came here tonight purely to congratulate you on your birthday, and to give you a small gift by the way. Chen Yufeng's words echoed in the crowd, which made the originally lively scene suddenly become quiet.

"Oh, it turned out to be the master of the Imperial Heavenly Gate, I wanted to see what gift you would give me?" the eighth master said softly with a jade staff.

Chen Yufeng walked down the stairs slowly, with a graceful demeanor, like a gentle and elegant young man in ancient times, which made the women present dazzled.

"It turns out that his name is Chen Yufeng. Liu Yuying hid in the crowd and muttered.

Chen Yufeng clapped his hands, and a huge gramophone was carried in front of everyone. Putting the gramophone on the table, Chen Yufeng gently stroked the quaint gramophone and said, "This is a relic from the Republic of China period, and it took me a lot of energy to find it." The gift I brought to the eighth master tonight is a song, a popular song. ”

The eighth master sat on the chair, slowly stretched out his right hand, and gently spit out a word in his mouth: "Put." ”

Chen Yufeng understood, took out a record from his arms, and put it in the gramophone. As the stylus slowly turned, the familiar melody gradually reached everyone's ears.

"Ten miles of foreign field, the achievement of a lifetime of achievements, the ebb and flow of the tide, inside and outside are decent. How many years have you been with me? Walking through the forest and beating the leaves, the process is vigorous, and the flowers bloom and fall, and the ups and downs along the way. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are gone, and the curtain has not yet ......"

"After a thousand sails, you are the only one that I will miss forever. The icing on the cake is not as good as a wisp of smoke and rain, and a full feast is better than a bowl of fine noodles. A scoop of well water is also sweet...... After tasting the years like water, you are the only thing I miss in my heart. ”

Jacky Cheung's "Fixing the Storm" can be said to have exhausted countless poignant past events, after becoming famous, is there anything left nostalgic?

Listening to this song, Chen Yufeng thought of that night, the night that was burned by the fire, and the tenderness in the heart of that bloody man. It's a pity that all this has become a dream after all.

"The song is a good song, and the lyrics are good. But...... It didn't work out for me. The eighth master sighed.

Chen Yufeng silently took down the record and said to the eighth master: "Eighth master, this is just an obsession of mine, since you don't like it, forget it." To be honest, I'm a nostalgic person, and I just want to say that it's good to be a little arrogant when you're young, but once you're old, you don't need to worry too much about some things, and if the blood is bleeding, it's going to be ruined. ”

The eighth master's thin hand kept rubbing the jade staff, and he also guessed seven or eight points about Chen Yufeng's intentions, but although he was old, his heart was not old. When you are young, you still have ambitions, let alone when you are old?

The eighth master stood up, stared at Chen Yufeng with his cloudy eyes, and said word by word: "Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. Although I can't face Jieshi in the east, I can still do it by looking at the sea. What you young people can do, I'm not bad as an old man, so we'll see. ”