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The Peninsula Hotel, 22 Salisbury Road, Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon, Hong Kong.

Hong Kong Island's famous lobby café, a pot of aged pu'er is placed on the table, mellow and faint, and several cages of famous Cantonese tea are dotted next to it.

Wu Xiaozu crossed his legs, leaning on the sofa casually, holding a Chinese magazine with a color page swimsuit cover - Ming Pao Weekly.

"No. 22 fashion assistant Li Meifeng and No. 3 model Qiu Shuzhen fought on and off the field, and all the beauties showed off their famous brands backstage to compete for the jade stage drama appointment"

The cover chose the image of the Miss Hong Kong Island swimsuit contest more than a month ago, and the middle was divided into two with tear marks, the left is a blue three-point photo of Qiu Shuzhen, and the right is a golden three-point photo of Li Meifeng, which is very eye-catching.

Wu Xiaozu looked at Qiu Shuzhen, who was crossing his waist and stretching out his camel toes, and showed his respect slightly.

1987 was the 15th anniversary of Miss Hong Kong Island, and TVB deliberately carried out a reform in order to show its grandeur.

The date has been postponed from June to September. The number of shortlisted beauties has been reduced from 30 to 22, and they have even flown to Southeast Asia, Dongying and other places for filming, which shows the importance of it. Although the curtain has long ended, the show of "Sister Hong Kong" has continued off the field.

"Brother Zu-Sir Chen is here. ”

Ye Weixin led the man who was shaved, with a rigid face and sharp eyes, to come over.

“…… Hehe, Chen sir-" Wu Xiaozu subconsciously covered the small tent with "Ming Pao Weekly".

In the past two days, I got up with a lot of anger. Easy to raise the flag.

"The Peninsula invited me for tea...... Rich and rich?"

Chen Bingzhong's eyes swept Wu Xiaozu like an eagle, took out a pack of Marlboros from his pocket, popped one out of his mouth and held it firmly in his mouth, touched his shirt, and raised his chin at Wu Xiaozu, "Sample, is it inconvenient to borrow a fire?"

Ye Weixin didn't need to say anything, he took the initiative to take out the lighter to light a cigarette, but Wu Xiaozu held down his arm, and took out his finely crafted zippo to personally light Wu Xiaozu.

"Yo, U.S. Navy zippo?"

Chen Bingzhong glanced at the lighter and raised his eyebrows, "Director Wu has really made so much money recently? A military commemorative version of the zippo costs several thousand yuan, right?"

"Sir Chen, did you send you?" said that, the lighter was thrown over.

"Thank you, but I'm so afraid that Lao Lian will target me...... Forget it. ”

Chen Bingzhong looked at the lighter in his hand, shook his head, threw it back to Wu Xiaozu, pulled up a chair and sat down, stared at each other tightly, and asked curiously, "Are you in such a hurry to pick me up, is there something wrong?"

Yu Guang happened to see the photo of Qiu Shuzhen leaked in "Ming Pao Weekly", and his expression was strange.

"Last month's news, right? It's been almost a month since Sister Hong Kong ended, so I started to pay attention?"

"What? Oh...... You say magazines!"

Wu Xiaozu was stunned, then suddenly picked up "Ming Pao Weekly" and smiled, "I just took it to the newspaper shelf in the lobby to pass the time." I didn't care too much about the content. ”

"This Qiu Shuzhen is very beautiful, but many people say that she has had plastic surgery. But I don't think it's possible. If this Miss Qiu hadn't been for the one named Huang Ying, she would have won the championship......!

Chen Bingzhong came out of nowhere, which made Wu Xiaozu inexplicable. I don't know that this serious and rigid Chen sir suddenly became so girly.

"It's not a pity, at least the people of Hong Kong Island are more impressed by Qiu Shuzhen, who retired from the competition, because of this scandal. This kind of competition is not for fame after all, and it doesn't matter if you are a champion or not. ”

Wu Xiaozu smiled casually, "I can't say that there is a master behind the scenes behind this scandal to help her make a move, maybe it......"

I didn't see Chen Bingzhong's dark face at all.

……

In front of The Peninsula's huge fountain, a black Rolls-Royce is slowly parked in front of the main entrance.

"Huang Sheng, please-"

The doorman in the all-white uniform and white hat smiled enthusiastically and took the initiative to greet the man who got out of the car. The man is of medium height, with black-rimmed glasses, a mustache, a polo shirt with a cocked collar, and a stiff hairstyle, which looks arrogant and arrogant.

"Brush, brush, brush—"

The mustachioed man took out his wallet, impatiently pulled out a few Hong Kong dollars of various denominations and threw them on the ground behind him, and then strode towards the lobby with an eager expression.

"Thank you, Huang Sheng!"

The doorman ignored the surprised gazes around him, and while thanking him, he squatted down and bent down to pick up the Hong Kong dollars scattered on the ground.

"I'm so arrogant with your lungs?" asked the doorman next to him with envy and dissatisfaction.

"Do you know Yulang International, the big boss of Yulang International, Huang Yulang!" replied impatiently as the doorman straightened up after picking up the money.

Topaz Waves?

A few doormen next to him were staggering. Although I have been working at the Peninsula Hotel all year round, I have seen countless big names. But with a net worth of hundreds of millions, Huang Yulang, a media tycoon in the city, makes them look up to them even more. Huang Yulang can be regarded as the prototype of the "Hong Kong Island Dream", from a worthless poor boy to a media tycoon, it is indeed very inspirational, and in recent years, he is also one of the few "idols" among the young people on Hong Kong Island.

Yulang International not only dominates Hong Kong Island and even Southeast Asian Chinese comics, but also frequently publishes in newspapers and magazines, and owns a number of media publications with a high circulation on Hong Kong Island and even Southeast Asia.

……

Lobby Lounge.

"Ah Le?"

Chen Bingzhong took a sip of fifteen-year-old Pu'er tea soup, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "He is a minor, and he has not really been sentenced. Two years at most, and a year and a half at the earliest, Azu, why do you bother to do anything else?"

Wu Xiaozu held the teacup for a moment, and put it down silently.

"If you don't do some things, you can't calm down in my heart. ”

Wu Xiaozu lowered his face, rubbed his fingers against the teacup, and said in a deep voice, "Besides, Brother Zhong-you also know that he is still just a child, and he is old. Don't talk about two years and one year, in it, it's hard to get through a few months. I can't really pretend to be deaf and dumb outside, can I?"

"I thought you were in business and knew how to eat your brain. ”

Chen Bingzhong sneered, "Now it seems that you are still acting like a troubled boy! Do you really think that the prison is opened by your family? If it is really easy to arrange, I might as well arrange for you to be released from prison earlier." ”

The voice paused, and then said, "I'll go back and give it a try and see if I can apply for medical parole." You can also ask his school teachers and classmates to write letters to the prison to plead for mercy. If he behaves well enough, his sentence will be reduced. ”

"Le Tsai is better than me, he will definitely be able to do it. Wu Xiaozu showed a smile at this time, "Brother Zhong, you have bothered a lot." It's a big deal, I'll donate hundreds of thousands of dollars to the police force, count it as your credit. ”

The typical knife-mouthed tofu heart of this Chen sir in front of him.

When I was released from prison, I was just in time for the big storm in the rivers and lakes. He also deliberately went to the prison to pretend to be a "threat" to "remind" himself.

Thinking about it now, I'm afraid he was really worried that Wu Xiaozu would embark on the road of no return again, so he deliberately appeared, right?

"Hundreds of thousands?"

Chen Bingzhong rolled his eyes, unceremoniously stretched out his hand and pointed at Wu Xiaozu, and said angrily, "Please! Now there are many rich and famous people in the city who want to donate money to the police force, and they have to line up, do you tie one?"

Besides, do you think those high-level ghosts in the police force will accept donations from the old boys at this time? People casually eat dry shares in many companies, which is the kind of old and honest people who can't easily find out!

Are you really an idiot? I don't know how many people in front of the police club want to give money!

Do you want to send money...... Let's change your skin first! But with your reputation for making movies, I can't tell you that you will really be able to enter the eyes of the top brass of the police force in the future. Effort—"

Chen Bingzhong stretched out his hand and patted Wu Xiaozu on the shoulder, and made Wu, who am I a thief, rich and rich? Xiaozu looked depressed.

Money ≠ status!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud breaking sound from the café not far away.

Wu Xiaozu raised his eyes in surprise, and just as a bearded man threw his sleeves and left the seat with an unkind face.

Gaze at each other.

Huang Yulang's gaze happened to meet a beam of gloating gaze, and he saw a young man who looked extremely annoying unscrupulously looking at himself and Lori beside him, and suddenly a stream of air rose from his inner glands, surging up along his lower abdomen - anger rising.

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