For Huo Dongjun, Lu Zhaotang's ability to guide himself to this point is already quite a lot of support, you must know that the friendship between himself and Lu Zhaotang is far from the point where Lu Zhaotang can really help him, and even come to the guest room to guide himself alone These words are Lu Zhaotang only opened his mouth when he saw the golden horse's congratulatory gift, thinking that Lu Zhaotang didn't intend to let himself spend a lot of money but get nothing, so he just mentioned a few words.

Although Lu Zhaotang didn't say a lot of things thoroughly, Huo Dongjun's mind can still comprehend the content that he didn't specifically point out, such as how to make the big man who is ready to speak neutral, or even lean on himself, how to force Zhao Hongjun to be isolated, these are actually revealed in a few words that Lu Zhaotang brought out slightly, politicians speak, that's probably the case, you understand it yourself, you have to accept the other party's favor, if you mess up this matter with your own stupid brain, then the other party can easily push away the relationship.

Accompanied Lu Zhaotang to take the elevator to the banquet hall, the banquet hall of the entire Lido Hotel has gathered more than 300 people at this time, not crowded at all, and a special media area is even set up in the banquet room, some financial reporters and Ma Bao reporters are holding cameras there, taking pictures of the rich or jockeys who come to the banquet, on the contrary, the protagonist of the banquet Lu Zhaotang appeared, but it did not attract the attention of media reporters, reporters are more concerned about those celebrities who attend the banquet with female companions, and Lu Zhaotang, the Yuen Long District Councillor and the president of the Junior Chamber of Commerce, is obviously not qualified enough to arouse their interest。

I don't know when it began, Hong Kong's high society wine banquet is always to be a Western buffet banquet, people freely walk through the banquet hall, exchange drinks with drinks, or stand in front of the food with a plate to exchange opinions, after Lu Zhaotang arrived, first accompanied a few friends of the Jockey Club to say a few words, and then took the wine glass and Mrs. Lu Chen Yaxian together to thank the congratulatory guests, and after the speech, the banquet officially began, Huo Dongjun a rotten boy who climbed out of the bottom, in this kind of banquet that is a member of the Royal Hong Kong Jockey Club, there are naturally no familiar faces to meet by chance, so I took a glass of champagne and found a window seat to enjoy the night view of Happy Valley outside.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave, but since Lu Zhaotang opened his mouth to introduce a few young people to him, whether he is polite or intentional, it is inconvenient for a junior to leave immediately, in fact, Huo Dongjun is also not interested in this kind of drinking party, there are mostly middle-aged and elderly men in black straight suits, chatting with friends with jeweled female companions, as for the young people Lu Zhaotang said, Huo Dongjun found out that the female companions and hotel staff of those Jockey Club members, there are almost no other people who can be called young in age.

More than half an hour later, Lu Zhaotang walked over with champagne slowly, and when he saw Huo Dongjun, who was not in a hurry, there was more smile in his eyes: "Ah Jun, come with me, introduce a few young people to meet you, if you don't make a noise at the cocktail party, you will get sick, the cocktail party, it doesn't matter if you know each other or not, chatting is the most important thing." ”

As he spoke, he walked through the crowd and led Huo Dongjun to a man who was also about twenty years old and was looking down and boringly rummaging through the ingredients, and said with a smile: "Ah Chun?"

"Uncle Tang, wow, I really don't understand, every time we hold a cocktail party, we only know how to do some cold dinners, and I don't even have an omelette for a long time. The man named Ah Chun raised his head and complained to Lu Zhaotang in a familiar tone.

Huo Dongjun glanced at Ah Chun with a calm look, dressed in a casual suit, the collar of the shirt was not tied with a tie and bow tie, but the top button was loose, and the hem of the shirt was exposed at will, for a cocktail party, such a dress was obviously very rude, but looking at Lu Zhaotang's demeanor, he didn't seem to care about the dress of this young man named Ah Chun, the man's face was a little pale, with a look of detachment between his eyebrows, although he also glanced at Huo Dongjun, but he didn't ask out loud.

"The next time I ask you Lao Dou to hold a cocktail party and go to a Chinese restaurant, you don't need to eat cold food to fill your stomach, and introduce a nephew to you, you must want to get it. Lu Zhaotang stretched out his hand to hug Huo Dongjun's shoulder: "The founder of "Men's Weekly" magazine, Huo Dongjun. ”

After Lu Zhaotang finished speaking, Huo Dongjun patted Ah Chun's shoulder again: "Deng Qibang and Deng Daxiang's second son, Deng Guochun." ”

Huo Dongjun was stunned for a moment when he heard Deng Qibang's name, the son of Deng Xinian, a director of the Hong Kong Royal Jockey Club, the founder of the Chinese Bank, the chief member of the Legislative Council at that time, and the famous tycoon Tang Xinian, who was called the first Chinese in Hong Kong by the British?

The names of Deng Qibang and Deng Xinian were only heard after Huo Dongjun was reborn, Deng Xinian's title of the first Chinese resounded in all corners of Hong Kong, and almost everyone in Hong Kong knew it, and in the late 70s, although the Deng family declined, and the enterprise kingdom built by Deng Xinian declined, but the current head of the Deng family, Deng Qibang, obviously did not affect the rich life, even if the company was all acquired and annexed, the Deng family, the head of the lawyer's family, still has more than 4 billion assets, and Deng Qibang's reputation is not because of his identity as a lawyer, but because he and his wife Kang Yueqing love to attend cocktail parties, dinners, and parties, and are nicknamed the king of Hong Kong parties by Hong Kong people, and have appeared on the cover of fashion magazines many times, which is more concerned than some small stars.

Kang Yueqing's father Kang Huantang is the founder of Kowloon Bus Bus, the prime minister of Hong Kong Po Leung Kuk, the chairman of the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals, the director of the Bank of Guangdong, and even the prime minister of the Hong Kong League Defense Bureau.

At that time, the marriage of the two families made other Hong Kong tycoons have a feeling of being overwhelmed, and the two families each owned the Chinese Bank, the Bank of Guangdong and other real estate, bus and other industrial companies.

Of course, even if the two families are now declining, the heritage is still there, even if it is no longer the largest family, but it is also in the middle and upper position among the wealthy class in Hong Kong, which is enough to overlook the whole of Hong Kong.

"Is that the salty and wet king?" Deng Guochun, the second son of Deng who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, was even more surprised than Huo Dongjun, and his eyes were round, and he looked at Huo Dongjun and shouted.

"I'll just say that you will have a conversation, young people, there will always be a topic, talk slowly. As the host, Lu Zhaotang can't always be with a few people, he needs to activate the atmosphere and maintain the temperature of the party, so after helping Huo Dongjun and Deng Guochun introduce each other, he left with a smile.

"Chun Shao, I have admired the name for a long time. Huo Dongjun stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

Deng Guochun shook hands with Huo Dongjun, and said in a casual tone: "Cut, the word Jiu Yang Da Ming is specifically for bluffing, Jiu Yang is also long looking up to my old bean, what kind of fame do I have, you know me? I will ask the driver to help buy it, there are so many magazines in Hong Kong, I like you the most!"

"Chun is less than the prize. Now Deng Qibang is still called Deng Gongzi by the media, Deng Qibang's son, Huo Dongjun can only be called Chun Shao.

"I'm sincere, hey, everyone, young people, you can tell me clearly, can you introduce me to a few of those beautiful girls in the magazine, wow, after I read a few issues of the magazine, I am not interested in other women, and I think that all of them have a taste for those beautiful women in your magazine. Deng Guochun's eyes sparkled when he talked about women.

There were two light coughs next to him, Deng Guochun turned his head, and found that an old-fashioned old man on the opposite side frowned at the two, obviously thinking that Deng Guochun's voice was too loud and his words were vulgar, so he coughed and reminded.

Deng Guochun turned his head to Huo Dongjun disappreciably and said: "Go out to chat, a group of old-fashioned people here, obviously thinking that women want to die, and they also have a hypocrite expression on their faces, which are like you and me, they are all young people who go straight to the topic." ”

Huo Dongjun really wanted to say that I went straight to the theme of your mother, and when he heard that I was the boss of "Men's Weekly", he immediately became acquainted, obviously hoping that he would pimp out and introduce women to him, and he also counted himself among his kind of people.

However, there is no smoking in the banquet room, Huo Dongjun felt that it was not bad to go out and eat a cigarette, so he and Deng Xinian walked out of the gate of the Lido Hotel together, and the hotel staff at the door was obviously very familiar with Deng Guochun, and when they saw him come out, they politely asked:

"Chun Shao, do I want to help you drive the car over. ”

Deng Guochun waved his hand, ignoring the other party, but stood on the side of the door of the hotel with Huo Dongjun, and saw Huo Dongjun take out a cigarette, Deng Guochun himself took out a cigarette case from his suit, and smiled at Huo Dongjun: "High-quality marijuana, do you want to try it?"

Huo Dongjun shook his head: "Thank you, I have a physical problem, I vomit as soon as I eat marijuana, and I don't have to defecate myself." ”

Hearing Huo Dongjun say that he had a physical problem, Deng Guochun said regretfully: "Then you are really pitiful, you can't even eat marijuana, isn't it a lot less fun?"

After Deng Guochun took two sips by himself, he continued the previous topic: "Introduce me to the beautiful girl in your fourth issue, the one named Manli, your magazine said that she lives in Sha Tin in the New Territories, I went to look for it three times, but I didn't find a person named Manli in that broken village, the whole village smelled of cow, so I asked the workers to help me rush the car for three consecutive days." ”

Huo Dongjun himself doesn't know which of the real names of the models in the fourth issue is, they are all Japanese girls, Hong Kong names and addresses are taken by Taishan in order to increase the sense of reality, I didn't expect this second son of Deng to be so persistent, it is not enough to go to the village of Shatin once, I actually went three times in a row, it seems that the Japanese model is really charming enough, you know, Deng Guochun was born in a rich family, and the beauties should have seen a lot, which can make such a playboy obsessed, even if Huo Dongjun is not in the mood for women at the moment, he can't help but be curious about his book How beautiful is Manli in the fourth issue of "Men's Weekly".

However, Huo Dongjun was more curious about another question, what was the meaning of Lu Zhaotang's introduction of Deng Guochun to himself? It would not be as simple as simply introducing a son of a big family to himself, and the sentence he said when he finally left would always find a topic, and it was for himself.