To attend a banquet in the evening, Zhang Heng went home from work early, took a shower and changed into the polo shirt given by Li Fuzhao, carried a black official bag, went out with Chen Zhenning, and got into the red taxi that had been waiting at the door for a long time.

In the evening, it was drizzling in the Xiangjiang River, and the taxi driver suggested taking the Hung Hom Tunnel, which had just opened to traffic in August, to cross the sea, but he needed to pay an additional 5 yuan for the tunnel fee and 10 yuan for the return fee, and Zhang Heng agreed.

The north entrance of the Hung Hom Tunnel was jammed with traffic, and after waiting for more than half an hour, the taxi drove through the gate, but it took less than three minutes to come out of the south exit, enter Gloucester Road through the Wan Chai roundabout, enter Connaught Road Central after ten minutes, and soon arrive at the destination of No. 5 Connaught Road Central.

In the rain and fog, the light gray building is washed with lead, and under the yellow spotlights, the classic 11-grid golden fan logo on the mosaic façade shines brightly, dazzling.

This is the venue where Golden Harvest will hold a briefing tonight, the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

After Zhang Heng got out of the car, he didn't rush into the glass revolving door, he looked up and stared up, in the wind and rain, the building and the sky were the same.

Hopefully, more than thirty years later, this place will not be a memorial shrine again, he sighed in his heart, and walked into the hotel where he had come to stay once in his previous life for that reason.

The lobby of the Mandarin Hotel opens up to the first and second floors, and the two of them take the stairs up to the M floor (second floor) to enter the café overlooking the lobby.

Zhang Heng found a place for Chen Zhenning to sit down, ordered him a light meal and coffee, and then returned to the first floor and found He Hongluan who was waiting for him in the rest area in the corner of the lobby.

"Mr. Ho, sorry for being late. ”

"It rained suddenly, and it was really troublesome to travel, and we just arrived. He Hongluan greeted him with a smile, followed by a reluctant girl beside him.

"Let me introduce you to you, this is Zhang Heng, who runs a printing factory in Kwun Tong, and this is my cousin's daughter, Ho Mei Wan. ”

"Hello Miss He. Zhang Heng said politely.

The girl quickly changed her smiling face and said in a clear voice: "Hello." ”

"Meiyun is in the third year of Diocesan Girls' School, you two happen to be the same age, tonight's banquet, Xiao Zhang Sheng will be handed over to Meiyun to be in charge. He Hongluan laughed, and walked towards the elevator with two people with different thoughts.

Unlike the slightly old-fashioned peninsula at this time, the Mandarin uses General Electric's latest high-speed elevators, with audio and intercom systems, and the speed is okay.

There were only three of them in the elevator, and it was a little quiet, only the piano music from the horn reverberated softly, which was very beautiful.

It is "The Sound of Silence", a piece of music that can penetrate the soul, when Zhang Heng was listening quietly, He Meiyun smiled and said: "Little Zhang Sheng also likes this music?"

In his previous life, this piece was a must-practice track for many guitar lovers, but Lin Hai had no intention of talking to her about these private topics, and casually prevaricated: "I just think it's good, just listen to it." ”

"This is the theme song of MGM's movie "The Graduate" in '67, and I bought a vinyl soundtrack to listen to at home, and Simon and Garfunkel's quiet vocals will make it even better. He Meiyun looked fascinated and tasted back.

"Oh. Zhang Heng nodded.

He Meiyun seemed to come to talk all of a sudden: "Xiao Zhang Sheng should be the first time to come to Wenhua, right?"

"Well, I've been in Lam Tin Estate before, and I rarely come to Hong Kong Island. ”

"Then let me introduce you well, Mandarin was founded in 1963, invested and developed by the Jardine Matheson Foundation, and in 65 years, Mandarin merged with Oriental Hotels in Bangkok to officially form Mandarin Oriental Hotel Group. At present, the hotels in Xiangjiang, Mandarin Oriental, the peninsula on the other side, and the Hilton next door are among the top three hotels. ”

"By the way, the 24th floor that I am about to pass by is the recreation hall, there is a fitness and swimming pool, I have a membership card here, and I will ask you to come over next time when I am free. ”

"I'm sorry, but I don't really like to exercise in my room, I like to walk between mountains and rivers. Zhang Heng was insensitive to this.

"That's no problem, my dad has a member of the yacht club, and next time he can let my eldest brother drive a yacht to take us to Lantau Island camping. ”

He Meiyun was still smiling brightly, her words were as warm as the wind, Zhang Heng really didn't notice that she had a show-off tone, thinking that it was from the heart, or she was too good at hiding her pride.

The elevator stopped on the 25th floor, and He Hongluan glanced at the two with a smile and walked out first.

"There are 10 restaurants on the 25th floor, and today's banquet was held in the Mandarin Room, which is a common place for many film companies to hold press conferences or celebrations. He Meiyun walked all the way, whispering all the way, Zhang Heng kept nodding.

Someone stood at the door of the Mandarin Hall to greet the guests, and several reporters held up their cameras to capture the opportunity, and Ho Hongluan went over to shake hands with each other affectionately, and the flash kept on.

Zhang Heng deliberately avoided the camera, He Meiyun seemed to have the same idea as him, and the two hid aside.

From their conversation, Zhang Heng learned that the round-faced middle-aged man was Liang Feng, the third largest shareholder of Golden Harvest.

He Hongluan waved his hand at the reporters, the reporters smiled understandingly, put down the camera, and then he turned around to greet the two: "Mr. Liang, this is my niece He Meiyun, this is my little friend Zhang Heng." ”

He Meiyun politely called Uncle Liang, Liang Feng looked at her and smiled: "We all participated in Hongzhang's marriage back then, but I didn't expect that more than 20 years have passed, and even the youngest Meiyun is already a big girl, and the years are not forgiving." ”

Zhang Heng said, "Hello Mr. Liang", Liang Feng just nodded slightly, thinking that he should be the child of a friend of He Hongluan, who was brought over to see the world.

Seeing that Zhang Heng had no different color, He Hongluan nodded secretly in his heart, and walked into the Wenhua Hall with the two of them, "I'll go over there and talk to Lao Zou and them first, Meiyun, you and Zhang Heng go and talk to your friends, there are a bunch of celebrities over there." ”

The most impressive aspect of the Mandarin Room is the birdcage-shaped chandeliers that fill the room, the crimson wallpaper, and the occasional embroidered picture frames on the walls, all of which exude a strong ancient Chinese style.

The large glass windows facing Victoria Bay bring the modern buildings and azure sea views into the area, once again creating a strong contrast.

At this time, the Wenhua Hall has been arranged in the style of a buffet, just like the peninsula, near a table at the front desk, sitting a group of middle-aged and elderly people who are chatting hotly, and on the table next to it, there are several reporters with cameras, listening to their conversation very politely, and no one takes pictures.

At the other end of the viewing window, there are several tables where most of the young people gather.

"Meiyun is here. He Meiyun took Zhang Heng to approach a table, everyone at the table was not very old, but they were dressed very formally, the men were well-dressed, and the women's clothes were fragrant and sideburns, they greeted her with a smile, and their eyes quickly fell on Zhang Heng, "Who is this beautiful boy?"

PS: Xifeng wishes friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion, good health, and good luck!