If Xiong Baizhou visits Ni Xianlun alone, it may not be successful, but with Guo Xiaosheng, although Ni Xianlun is also wondering, it is impossible to refuse.

Although Ni Xianlun also has assets such as "Apple Daily" and a bus company under his name, compared with the huge Jiuli Industry and the Kwok family, even the non-official Justice of the Peace in social status is not so conspicuous.

Not all wealthy people in Hong Kong have the title of Justice of the Peace, for example, the "Lion of the East" Huo Yindong does not have this title because he has helped the mainland government.

In the eyes of the British government in Hong Kong, the "butt" of the Guo Bingxiang family is also relatively crooked, even if it is not completely biased towards the mainland, but it is definitely not enthusiastic about Great Britain.

How can such a person be honored with the title of Justice of the Peace of the Empire on which the sun never sets?

"It's rare that Guo Tycoon is interested in watching Marseille, and I thought it was April Fool's Day. ”

In the No. 19 box of Sha Tin Racecourse, Ni Xianlun took the initiative to come up and shake hands with Guo Xiaosheng.

Guo Xiaosheng smiled, pointed to Xiong Baizhou beside him and said: "I am more interested in golf than horse racing, there is mainly a junior who wants to find you today, I am just an introducer." ”

Ni Xianlun was a little surprised, thinking to himself who could ask Guo Xiaosheng to personally help knock on the door?

The young man in front of him is tall and straight, with a straight waist lining the black high-end suit with edges and corners, and the whole person exudes a full and lofty spirit, with a warm smile on his face, but the calmness in his eyes just covers the immaturity of the young face.

Ni Xianlun was looking at the gap, and Guo Xiaosheng added: "This is the boyfriend of the second woman." ”

Guo Xiaosheng's words are to increase Xiong Baizhou's background identity, but he still uses Guo Zijing as an excuse, after all, Guo Zixian's influence is too great.

"I see. ”

Ni Xianlun understood in his heart that it turned out to be Guo Zijing's boyfriend, no wonder Guo Xiaosheng was willing to come forward for him.

"What do you call the young boy, it doesn't seem to be a Hong Kong person, right?" Ni Xianlun asked politely.

Xiong Baizhou looks more face-to-face, and he should not be a child of a Hong Kong family, but because of his temperament and demeanor, Ni Xianlun mistakenly thought that this was a wealthy Chinese businessman family from Southeast Asia, so he could become Guo Xiaosheng's quasi-son-in-law.

These families are generally more cautious, if the relationship between the younger generation is not very stable, the elders will not easily admit this relationship, so as not to break up the two families in the future.

It's just that what Ni Xianlun didn't expect was that Xiong Baizhou was not only not a child of a family in Southeast Asia, but also an authentic mainlander.

"My name is Xiong Baizhou, a native of Haizhou, mainland. Xiong Baizhou replied with a smile.

"Continental?"

Ni Xianlun was stunned for a moment, and his facial expression became serious: "Are you from the mainland?"

Ni Xianlun looked at Guo Xiaosheng, he felt very unreal in his heart, Xiong Baizhou's generous and calm demeanor was actually a mainlander, and he was Guo Xiaosheng's son-in-law?

Guo Xiaosheng didn't explain much, smiled and left the box with the bodyguard.

One is to avoid suspicion, he doesn't want to hear about Xiong Baizhou's private affairs;

The second is to avoid people, Ni Xianlun's attitude change is too obvious, with his extreme attitude towards the mainland, Guo Xiaosheng feels that there is no common language between the two at all.

Xiong Baizhou naturally noticed that after Ni Xianlun heard about the "mainland", his face was naked and cold, and he thought that he had really been a "slave" for a long time, and the Chinese "people" had forgotten how to stand.

"You baa me and don't affect my horse. ”

Just now, Ni Xianlun thought that Xiong Baizhou was a wealthy businessman of Chinese descent, so he communicated in Mandarin, but as soon as he heard Xiong Baizhou's mainlander identity, he immediately changed to Cantonese, and issued an eviction order.

Ni Xianlun is over sixty, but he is getting older, but he didn't expect to be too narrow-minded to see the problem.

Xiong Baizhou probably doesn't usually say a word to this kind of person, but now he has to continue to communicate in order to convey his intentions.

"I'm not only from the mainland, but also for the Chinese government, and I want to share my thoughts on tomorrow's parade. ”

Ni Xianlun didn't have the heart to communicate at all, he called out to his bodyguard: "Drive this person out!"

However, before the bodyguards approached, Sheng Yuanqing stepped forward to stop him, his way was very simple, slightly lifted the corner of the suit, revealing the black half of the gun body around his waist, and then looked at the two bodyguards with disdain.

After Ni Xianlun saw it, he turned his head and asked, "The mainland government wants to get rid of me?"

"Nope. ”

Xiong Baizhou smiled calmly, but his words were sharp: "If Mr. Ni was not a Justice of the Peace, my treatment might not be so gentle. ”

"Hahaha. ”

Ni Xianlun couldn't help laughing and waved his hand to let the bodyguards disperse.

"At your age, do you dare to kill someone?"

The Justice of the Peace had a playful smile on his face: "The mainland is really poor, and it actually sent a young man to solve the problem." ”

At this time, there was a sudden round of tsunami applause around me, and it turned out that the race was about to begin, and the nine riders each drove their horses onto the track.

Looking at one of the horses, Ni Xianlun had a satisfied expression on his face: "Young boy, today I don't care about you for the sake of Guo Tycoon's face, I am a Justice of the Peace of the British Government of Hong Kong, and the mainland does not dare to touch me." ”

"As for the parade, it will inevitably take place as usual. Ni Xianlun pointed to a black steed with a long mane and a round back, and said: "Some things happen constantly, just like today's horse race must be the 9th to win." ”

Ni Xianlun turned his head and looked at Xiong Baizhou with blazing eyes: "Because No. 9, that's my horse!"

Few people are sure of the result before the start of the race, and Ni Xianlun must have relied on this, especially after the starting gun sounded, and it was really the No. 9 rider who led the way.

Looking at the focused and excited expression on Ni Xianlun's face, and when the shouting in the racecourse lowered slightly, Xiong Baizhou said slowly: "I heard that Mr. Ni has found a prefix to be responsible for organizing the parade. ”

Ni Xianlun's current attention was not here, and he glanced at Xiong Baizhou and was too lazy to take care of it.

Xiong Baizhou didn't care, and continued: "I gave 800,000 Hong Kong dollars to the club's hall and asked him to cancel the parade. ”

"He won't say yes. Ni Xianlun answered this time, but he didn't look back, just looking at his No. 9 horse excitedly.

"Not bad. ”

Xiong Baizhou nodded calmly: "He really didn't agree, he took my money back, and continued to organize the parade after he went back." ”

"Hahahaha. ”

Hearing this result, Ni Xianlun laughed again, there are only more than the last lap left on the track, according to the current lead of No. 9, winning should not be a problem, and Ni Xianlun actually educated Xiong Baizhou in a comfortable mood.

"So, the young boy is still inexperienced, and just like this game, the result is constant, and the parade is 100 percent. ”

Horse racing is an exciting activity, Ni Xianlun's eyes jumped when he spoke, but Xiong Baizhou didn't look at the track, but took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

Ni Xianlun didn't know what medicine was sold in Xiong Baizhou's gourd, he watched Xiong Baizhou's actions while paying attention to the ranking of the track.

The phone was quickly connected, Xiong Baizhou turned on the megaphone, and a noisy noise came from the earpiece.

"Are you doing a ghost?" Ni Xianlun couldn't help but ask.

Xiong Baizhou didn't answer, and said into the phone: "Shenxian Tong, Mr. Ni is by my side, do you have anything you want to talk about?"

Ni Xianlun frowned as he heard the sound of the fairy child's struggle coming from the phone.

The fairy boy probably didn't expect Ni Xianlun to be with Xiong Baizhou, so he first asked loudly, "Mr. Ni?"

Ni Xianlun glanced at Xiong Baizhou and said "um".

After confirming Ni Xianlun's identity, the fairy child's mood suddenly rose, and the sound of struggle became louder and louder, and he also said loudly: "Mr. Ni, if the march is unsuccessful, I hope you will not blame and be happy, because I will be loyal until I die!"

This sentence has no cause and effect, Ni Xianlun listened a little confused, and the fairy boy seemed to only know this sentence and kept repeating it loudly.

Ni Xianlun was just about to ask the reason, when he suddenly heard a "bang" in the loudspeaker, and the dull sound of gunfire even overpowered the surrounding shouts, and the final winner on the track was soon decided.

After the gunshot, Tong Zhitai's voice also stopped abruptly.

Ni Xianlun's mouth widened and looked at Xiong Baizhou blankly: "Fairy Child, was you killed?"

Xiong Baizhou nodded slowly: "The fairy boy is a person, the rivers and lakes have been removed." ”

The impact of this incident has exceeded Ni Xianlun's imagination, and just when he was trying to sort out the whole situation, he suddenly heard the announcer on the field excitedly announce: "Congratulations to the No. 6 rider for winning the championship!"

Ni Xianlun thought he had heard it wrong, and immediately walked out of the box and looked at the big screen, and sure enough, it was No. 6 who won the championship.

This string of things completely disrupted Ni Xianlun's arrangement, and just when he forced himself to calm down, Xiong Baizhou also slowly walked out and said pointedly: "How can things be constant, it changes every moment." ”

Ni Xianlun turned his head violently, all this in front of him should be all done by this mainland boy.

"I know you've bought jockeys from numbers 1 to 8 to make sure your number 9 wins. ”

Xiong Baizhou stretched out a finger and said lightly: "But I only bought one, and that is your jockey." ”

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