Liu Kunlun muttered: "Lao Tzu has never prostituted himself when he is so old, this first time the price is too high, is she gold-inlaid?"

The broker may be accustomed to seeing mainland guests, and guests who are more direct and vulgar than Liu Kunlun abound at night, and he smiled: "Kun Shao, think about it, the feeling that the goddess who cannot be blasphemed in the hearts of tens of millions of people is carried by you with two legs on your shoulders, do you think that the money is worth it." ”

Liu Kunlun said: "Your wife is really a talent, just rush to you with this sentence, I don't want to get ninety-five discounts, the original price!"

"Kun Shao, open bright!" The broker offered a cup full of expensive foreign wine, Liu Kunlun drank it all, and shouted: "Accountant, give him money!"

The accountant was Jian Ai, who was extremely resentful and wrote a seven-digit Standard Chartered Bank check to the other party, and then glared at Liu Kunlun angrily.

……

Early the next morning, Liu Kunlun was awakened by the phone in a drowsy mood, picked up the bedside phone, it turned out to be Wang Haicong calling, urging him to get up and go to serious business, asked what was serious, and replied that he would talk to the Wang family in Hong Kong.

Liu Kunlun washed up and got up, and came downstairs, a nanny car was already waiting below, the driver was the bucktoothed wolf he saw yesterday, this guy changed into a black outfit, from the suit shirt to the tie and sunglasses.

"Who's going to be funeral?" Liu Kunlun teased.

The bucktooth wolf opened the car door and asked him to get in the car, and the nanny car drove to Taiping Shan, the area where the Hong Kong tycoons lived.

"What else would you do but race cars?"

"Are you very good at fighting?"

"You're in the club?"

"Have you ever been a Hong Kong police officer or a Chinese British soldier?"

Hong Kong's wealthy live on the so-called Peak, and the Wong family's house is located in a prime location in Victoria Shan overlooking Victoria Bay, and this Victorian-style building has been renovated over the years to look like a medieval manor house from the outside.

The walls of the royal house are very high, covered with all kinds of security equipment, impregnable, and you can't see anything from the outside, but after the electric gate is opened, you can see that the yard is full of cars, basically based on the old black and silver Rolls-Royce, and the license plate number is a two-digit English combination, which is a status symbol in Hong Kong.

The nanny car stopped, Liu Kunlun got out of the car, he felt that everyone's eyes were looking at him, whether it was the gardener who was trimming the flowers and trees or the driver who was wiping the car with white gloves, this kind of eyes were full of curiosity, and even more full of rejection and rejection of people thousands of miles away.

Wang Haicong's assistant led Liu Kunlun into the main building and introduced him in a low voice: "This is the ancestor of the Wang family, that is, your grandfather's house, which has a history of 100 years. ”

"What salute? kowtow?"

"Just take a bow. ”

Entering the gate, there is a bust bronze statue, this is Wang Huayun's father, Hong Kong's Justice of the Peace Sir Wang Qian, the bronze statue adopts realistic techniques, lifelike, the old man has a high nose and sunken eyes, and it can be seen that there is some Western blood.

Liu Kunlun bowed, raised his eyes and looked around, the ground is a teak floor spliced with narrow wooden strips, waxed and polished, the color is pleasing to the eye, the walls are also decorated with wood, hanging many picture frames, one of which depicts the scene of Hong Kong's opening of the port, there are not many houses on Taiping Mountain, and there are still three-masted sailing ships moored in Victoria Bay.

"Kun Shao, please come here. The assistant led Liu Kunlun upstairs and into the living room, there was no imaginary welcome ceremony, he stood at the door like a late student, and everyone in the room did not look at him.

The room was full of old people, presumably those Rolls-Royce owners, looking at a gray hair, they were well-dressed, extravagant, meticulous hair, exquisite three-piece suits and bow ties, and luxurious limited edition watches on their wrists, all showing the forced style of the old-school Hong Kong upper class, but unfortunately the twilight, the sunset, the oldest of these people looked to be a hundred years old, sitting in a wheelchair with old age spots, and the young ones were at least sixty or seventy years old。

"Come, sit here. Wang Haicong asked Liu Kunlun to sit beside him.

"I'm sorry to get up late, what kind of relatives are these?" asked Liu Kunlun in a low voice.

"Some uncles and uncles, and cousins. Wang Haicong also replied in a whisper, "I didn't want to trouble you, but since you are here, let's meet these relatives." ”

Immediately, he introduced "Wang Haikun" to his relatives in Hong Kong, and this illegitimate child who suddenly appeared would certainly not get an enthusiastic response from the old people, only cold politeness.

Speaking is a noun for negotiation between associations, and it seems to be a bit inconsistent in the internal affairs of the family, but Liu Kunlun felt that this word was used correctly after listening to it for a while, they spoke in Cantonese mixed with English and very little Mandarin, Liu Kunlun basically didn't understand and was not interested in listening, and could only see the tension from the tone and gestures, * full of flavor.

Wang Haicong has always been calm, polite and courteous, and he will not fall behind against more than ten people, Liu Kunlun can't help but admire this half-brother, and he would have flipped the table a long time ago.

In the end, Wang Haicong issued Amai's confession and a large amount of ironclad evidence, these uncles finally stopped talking, which represented a compromise, Wang Haicong sent them out very politely, and also helped push the wheelchair, and the kind and thoughtful appearance made Liu Kunlun think of the three words smiling tiger.

Delivered to the door, a girl in her twenties took the wheelchair from Wang Haicong's hand and said thank you, this girl doesn't know if it is Liu Kunlun's niece or granddaughter.

After the Rolls-Royces were gone, Wang Haicong told Liu Kunlun the ins and outs of today's talk.

The father inherited the inheritance, and the old people present today are all father's half-brothers, they think they are more qualified to inherit the inheritance, and the two sides have been fighting for decades and have not stopped, and the hatred continues to the next generation and the next generation, and the conspiracy against Wang Huayun is the third generation of the Hong Kong Wang family, a young man named Wang Xijue, the Hong Kong Wang family tried to protect Wang Xijue, until Wang Haicong showed conclusive evidence, these old people said that they would give up protection and let Wang Haicong dispose of this rebel.

"Lose the pawn and protect the handsome. Wang Haicong said, "Their trick is not new, but except for Wang Xijue, there is no too good person in the third generation here, get him, we can be peaceful for a long time." ”

"How can you do it?" Liu Kunlun was very curious, for Ah Mai to let go of a horse, for Wang Xijue, who has been a killer repeatedly, it seems that there is no need to show mercy.

Wang Haicong didn't answer his question, but asked Liu Kunlun how he spent last night.

"The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, are you happy to spend this money?"

Liu Kunlun said with a smile: "You may not believe it, I took her to Causeway Bay to eat a bowl of doll noodles, and I didn't think it was interesting, so I drove away." ”

Wang Haicong looked at him incredulously: "What do you think about it?"

"I'm still older than me, and I'm still so scared, I can't stand it. Liu Kunlun took out a cigarette, "The key is that it's too high, like a horse, I have to step on a brick from behind, it's not cool!"

Wang Haicong laughed heartily and said: "You are almost meaningless in terms of smiling, but in terms of tyrannical things, you can already rank first in the Greater China circle." ”

"What are you going to do now, go and get rid of Wang Xijue?" asked Liu Kunlun.

"Let's go to him. ”

"His grandfathers won't ventilate?"

"I said that if you are not willing to lose, then you will be handsome, and these old guys will settle accounts. Wang Haicong said.

Wang Xijue does not live in the city, he lives in his own boat, berth in the east of Hong Kong in Sai Kung Pak Sha Wan Marina, to be a real rich man in Hong Kong, yachts are indispensable configuration, to own a yacht you have to have a berth, to have a club membership, to have a Hong Kong captain's license, these things can show taste and wealth more than Rolls-Royce and thousand-foot mansions.

Walking across the long trestle bridge, Wang Xijue's Italian-made seventy-foot luxury sailing ship is among them, and a man in a brown wool vest and white pants can be seen busy on the boat from a distance.

"Wilson!" Wang Haicong shouted.

The man looked over with his hands on the pergola, and responded excitedly: "Andy!" immediately got off the boat, ran all the way barefoot, and hugged Wang Haicong tightly.

Liu Kunlun looked stupid, this is Wang Xijue, how can Wang Haicong kill the same person as his friends.

"Wilson, this is Ken, my brother. Wang Haicong introduced, "Kunlun, I casually gave you a name, don't mind." ”

“Nice to meet you。 Wang Xijue stretched out his hand to Liu Kunlun, this young man had a handsome face of mixed race, sunny and cheerful, and he couldn't see that he was the master of all the conspiracies.

The three of them came to the ship, the interior of the yacht has a hole, the living room, bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom are all available, all of which are made of metal, engineering plastics, high-grade wood and leather, glass, and textiles, compact and condensed, luxurious,

"You're here in time, I'll be out to sea a little later. "Wang Xijue's Mandarin is very standard, but there are still some weird flavors, just like the Chinese dubbing in those Hong Kong films.

"What kind of sea do you go out in winter?" Wang Haicong sat on the sofa with a relaxed expression, not like he was here to kill.

"For seafarers, there is no distinction between seasons. Wang Xijue got up and went to the wine cabinet to pour wine, "What to drink, foreign wine or red wine?"

Liu Kunlun put his hand in his trouser pocket, and he prepared a rope sleeve, which was perfect for strangulation from behind.

Wang Haicong shook his head slightly.

Wang Xijue came over with two glasses of brandy, "By the way, how is your father's health?"

"It's good, but it's eighty years old, not as good as before. Wang Haicong raised his glass, "To our ancestors, Sir Wang Qian." ”

He drank it all without warning, and Liu Kunlun also did the same.

"What to eat, why don't I cook noodles for you?" Wang Xijue was very enthusiastic.

"You're welcome, I'm just here to see you. Wang Haicong said, "Ken, Wilson and I have known each other since childhood, he is three years older than me, but I want to call my uncle, when I was most tormented and helpless, it was Wilson who helped me get through, this feeling, I will always cherish it, Wilson, thank you." ”

The two clinked glasses and dried.

The three chatted for a while, and Wang Haicong persuaded Wang Xijue to go north to the mainland for development, and it was best to live in Beijing permanently.

"You are also a big boss, you can't always drift like this, come to Beijing to help me, develop my career, and within three years, I will have the title of a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. ”

"Thank you Andy, I'll think about it seriously, you really don't want to eat noodles?" Wang Xijue was polite, but clearly declined.

"So, how about you come to see me?" Wang Haicong retreated, "It must be meaningful to spend a Christmas in Beijing." ”

“ok。 Wang Xijue finally agreed, "I'll go to Beijing to find you." ”

Wang Haicong finally achieved his goal and left with Liu Kunlun.

On the way, Liu Kunlun was very puzzled: "What are you doing with Fei Na, you can't just kill it." ”

Wang Haicong said: "We are decent people, how can we have blood on our hands." ”

Liu Kunlun said: "Then you mean to lure him to the mainland and find someone to kill him?"

Wang Haicong said: "It's not to kill him, it's to destroy it, he will be arrested by the police when he is in Beijing, he will be found to have drugs hidden on his body, and then he will be sentenced, and then he will get sick and die." ”

Liu Kunlun gasped: "Not only killing, but also punishing the heart." ”

Wang Haicong was calm and calm, and when he said this, it didn't look like he was planning to kill his best friend who grew up together, it was like pinching an ant to death.