The first Academy Awards were finally scheduled for April next year, but An Yifei was in no mood to care about this, because Hong Kong Governor MacLehose was about to leave. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info will be followed by a spokesperson and porter of the British aristocratic circle, he will lose the upper-level network he has built in recent years, and he will have to live a few years of uncomfortable life.

The weather in Hong Kong is changing, and the sudden rainstorm, just like his mood, looks a little bad. In the past two years, I have been so busy and busy, and everything I do seems to be desperate, also because the MacLehose of the Hong Kong colonial era is about to pass. Although the future will not be bleak, there will be many more difficulties, at least not as smoothly as in previous years.

Without any bodyguards, An Yifei parked his car a few blocks away. Walking into the wind and rain with an umbrella, I was thinking about everything about the past few years and future development plans along the way.

The streets are full of people, and perhaps no one would have imagined that an era of skyrocketing housing prices is coming. Fortunately, although it was a little hasty, the basis of his arrangement had already been established.

The nearby streetscape resembles an alley near the Bund, with a five-story building at its highest, with signboards and eaves mixing rainwater into small waterfalls that "tick" the concrete pavement. Passers-by on the road are walking in a hurry, busy and rushing for life.

Yahong Coffee House, sitting opposite An Yifei is the owner here, an old woman who is already in her sixties.

"Mr. Ahn, I plan to immigrate to Canada. Do you like my café so much, would you be interested in buying it? I know that only you can keep it as it is", the old woman did not speak Cantonese, but spoke softly in Shanghainese Chinese.

"Ma'am, this is not just a café, it's also a memory for you, it's a cultural heritage. I'm willing to buy it if you really plan to sell"

What An Yifei didn't expect was that the boss had already been prepared, and took out a bunch of documents tremblingly, all the property rights certificates of the café were very clear, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly, so he could only call Fang Yamin to come over and handle the transfer of property rights with the boss.

The thunderstorm was still falling, and An Yifei sat quietly by the window, looking at the rain on the glass window and the misty street scene outside, and continued to think about the future development plan.

"The electronics factory can now be regarded as having a foundation, and although the oil factory has entered the formalization, the source of crude oil is also a big problem. It can only use those oil that passes through the port, and the cost is not low......"

He knew that he was disrupting some people's plans, and that the future governor of Hong Kong would definitely be looking for trouble when he took office, and he didn't think that the British would settle accounts after the fall, but he had nothing to fear.

One afternoon, Fang Yamin's phone called, and the proprietress of the café was half sold and half delivered, and entrusted it to An Yifei, who knew it, for only 100,000 Hong Kong dollars.

After getting the café manager to comfort him, he had a headache filtering through who could take over. This person must understand that nostalgia is also a type of culture, and that coffee must be familiar.

I wanted to have a cup of coffee, but An Yifei, who took a vacation for her brain, left with a little worry. Of course, the café has a management that takes care of the day-to-day business. But he also needs to arrange a "person of his own" to manage accounts, raw materials and other trivial matters.

An Yifei, who wanted to continue to think quietly, drove to the Phoenix Building, hoping to stand on a high place to browse the Xiangjiang River and revise and sort out the future development plan.

Today's Phoenix Building, all the supporting facilities have been built, with a back door specially prepared for An Yifei and an independent parking lot. But An Yifei saw at a glance that Guan Jiahui's Ferrari was also parked there.

Today's Guan Jiahui is living a very nourishing life, basically choosing the script by herself, and she is somewhat princessy. Since she is already An Yifei's woman, of course she will not be short of money. said that he came to work in the Phoenix Building, but in fact, he went to chat with Lan Jieying, who can be regarded as a friend, to pass the time of boredom.

I have to say that some people are naturally easy to bump into, Guan Jiahui, who was allowed to use the boss's private elevator, and Lan Jieying were holding together and planning to go shopping, but as soon as they arrived downstairs, they met An Yifei who entered the door.

For many directors secretly criticizing Guan Jiahui for being beautiful and her acting skills are a mess, An Yifei knows what to expect. He also knows that this woman will only appear in some movies for money, but what is there to worry about? In fact, many actresses in history are vases, and there are very few who are beautiful and have acting skills.

"Jiahui, what a coincidence, this is Miss Lan, right?"

Today's Lan Jieying is very beautiful, and her figure is also very good, standing with Guan Jiahui, she does not fall behind, on the contrary, she has a little more youthful atmosphere.

"Yes, Mr. An, I'm Lan Jieying. It's an honor to meet you", thanks to the protection of Phoenix Media like a safety island, the entertainers here do not have to worry about safety, and this girl's eyes are unusually clear.

"Jiahui, I have something to discuss with you, or Miss Lan will go up together and sit in our office."

After a little hesitation, Lan Jieying agreed, and having the opportunity to have a good relationship with the boss was of course something that could not be desired.

Secretary Nina is very competent as An Yifei's personal assistant, and he doesn't like pagers, so he always lets the secretary answer and convey some important information. After noticing the flashing light of the special elevator, Nina had already sorted out her professional clothes and straightened her sitting posture.

"Nina, I'll get off work by myself when it's time, I'll live here tonight, and when I go to work tomorrow, just notify someone to clean up"

"Yes, sir, do I need to make dinner reservations for you?"

"Yes, help me order Chinese food and let them deliver it at half past six"

An Yifei's office can only be entered by his own secretary, and it is clean and clean, which makes him very satisfied with this little secretary.

Lan Jieying has been shocked by the luxury here, saying that it is an office, but it is like a mansion built on the top of a mountain.

Sitting on the fabric sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking the coffee brewed by the secretary, and glancing at the man in casual clothes opposite, Lan Jieying already understood why Guan Jiahui was willing to be this nameless concubine.

Guan Jiahui, who was used to being here, was reading the purchase contract and other documents handed to her by An Yifei, and she also knew that her man liked this café very much, but she didn't expect to buy it in the end.

"Brother Fei, do you want me to be the proprietress there?"

"Yes, Jiahui, you used to film to make money, but now you don't have to work so hard. Go run the café, but don't change it, maintain its culture"

"Just in charge of the accounts, right? That's not hard, I'll go. It's so boring to be at home, and it's just right now."

"Well, this is Ah Hu's paging number, and only a few people know about it. Don't shout if it's okay, in case of trouble, just look for him."

Lan Jieying almost jumped out: "Is it Brother Tiger?" Fortunately, I quickly covered my mouth and endured it.

Guan Jiahui is actually very open in some aspects, and her enthusiasm is surprisingly bold. Therefore, she didn't care what Lan Jieying thought, when she walked to the opposite side of the coffee table and sat in An Yifei's arms, "Brother Fei, a café is a little smaller." I've been there, and there's a teahouse next to it and I'm trying to buy it? Let's get a catering company."

There is not only a tea house near Yahong Cafe, but also tea restaurants, restaurants, etc., most of the street is related to eating.

"It's a good idea, I'll let Ah Hu talk about it. You run the café first."

Lan Jieying looked at Guan Jiahui rubbing on the boss in embarrassment, and thought, "Sao Fox, really I'm air?" ”

"Sir, Jiahui, I'll go first,......", she finally couldn't hold on anymore with a red face, and got up to leave.

"Don't, Ah Ying, stay with me. Brother Fi, let them send more cold cuts, let's have a few drinks in the evening."

It wasn't until nightfall that Lan Jieying was completely attracted by the beautiful night view on both sides of Victoria Bay. Staying on a high place and looking down is completely different from when she is underneath, even if it is a woman, she has a feeling of bowing her head and thinking, "This is what it feels like to be rich, right?" It's so nice."

The Phoenix Building is made of glass curtain walls, so while sitting in the restaurant to drink and taste food, you can overlook the beautiful scenery outside the window, and the feeling of being rich will be formed invisibly.

Guan Jiahui, who had bad intentions, kept persuading her to drink, and she thought she understood the light in An Yifei's eyes when she saw Lan Jieying. As an empathetic and lovely child, she intends to fulfill any wish of her man, because he has allowed her to enter a superior life that she never dared to think of before.

"Come on, drink it again, ......", although it was red wine, but the stamina of this thing was very great, and under the continuous squeeze of Guan Jiahui, Lan Jieying was finally drunk, and her beautiful face became delicate under the influence of alcohol.

"Okay, Jiahui, don't let her drink it", An Yifei knew that Guan Jiahui was much more cunning, and most of the red wine that was drunk went into the other party's stomach, and she herself stopped tasting it.

Waiting for someone from the restaurant to clean up the dishes and leave, Guan Jiahui blinked, "Help me carry her into the bathroom, Brother Fei"

Except for this woman, no other woman has lived here for the time being, so there are a lot of clothes belonging to Guan Jiahui in the bedroom.

Off the bedroom is a relaxation room, and further down is the study. This is the side of the Phoenix Building, and the door to the lounge can be opened, and there is a large platform outside. Overlooking Hong Kong Island and the opposite shore of Victoria Bay.

The afternoon rainstorm has subsided, and a crescent moon hangs in the night sky, reflected in the rippling sea, and the neon on the shore.

Sitting on the comfortable leisure chair on the platform, An Yifei lit a cigarette, highlighted a puff of smoke rings, and began to think about relevant industrial plans, and also sorted out the plans for the next few years.

"The big real estate development period has arrived, and Hong Kong has been like a big construction site recently, full of houses under construction. Fortunately, I took so much land first, and there are more than 20 villas in the mid-mountainous areas and other places, and if I keep them now, the value will increase countless times in the future."

Now he says that he has billions of dollars in deposits, but he knows in his own heart, compared to Rockefeller, DuPont and other consortia, he is a little ant.

"There are islands, there are estates, but they are all small. Although I can only play in Xiangjiang at present, one day, I will become a world-class giant", An Yifei's eyes flashed with a glittering light.