Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 52 0052【I am the only one】

Yan Xiong sent Du Yongxiao to Kowloon, then turned around and rushed to Hong Kong Island to meet Liu Fu to claim credit.

Du Yongxiao got off the car in Tsim Sha Tsui, only to find that the leather shoes on his feet were stained with mud and became very dirty.

He usually pays special attention to his appearance, and when he looked around, there was no shoe brushing booth as usual.

Just as Du Yongxiao was thinking about where to find a shoe cleaner, a black Mercedes parked in front of him.

The door is open.

A man with a briefcase under his arm and a cigarette dangling from his mouth came down from it.

"Hello, is this Detective Du Yongxiao Du?" The man bent over and walked in front of Du Yongxiao, smiling and stretching out his hand.

"You are---"

"Oh, everyone likes to call me lard boy. If you like, you can call me brother brother." The man looked familiar.

Du Yongxiao didn't dare to underestimate the other party, the popular lard boy next to Lei Luo, he was a great person.

Lard Boy, whose surname is Feng, used to sell lard ointment on the streets of Mong Kok. Later, he met Lei Luo, who had just joined the army and police, and the two became friends.

After Lei Luo became a plainclothes employee, lard paste started to thrive. From doing lard paste business to operating various businesses and gambling stalls, he gradually gained some influence.

Later, Lei Luo became the Chief Inspector of Hong Kong Island, and the lard paste soared into the sky, becoming Lei Luo's "Queen Rent Collector".

Those who can be "rent collectors" must have status in the world, similar to "Octopus". Besides, they must be Lei Luo's confidants and worthy of Lei Luo's trust.

It can be seen from this that lard boy has a very high status in Lei Luo's heart, and with this kind of trust, lard boy is like a fish in water in the rivers and lakes.

"So it's Brother Zi!" Du Yongxiao shook hands with him, "I've admired your name for a long time."

"Hehe, I don't believe what other people say, but I believe it when you tell me!" Lard boy took a puff of his cigarette, his chaotic eyes instantly became sharp, "I don't know why I feel that you know me——your eyes are so good Sincerely!"

"Maybe this is fate!"

"Well said! I'm the most trustworthy person!" Lard boy said, opening the car door and making an inviting gesture: "Are you interested in taking a walk with me?"

Du Yongxiao took a look inside the car, no one else was there, looked down at his feet and said, "My shoes are too dirty, I'm afraid I'll dirty your car..."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter!" Zhu Youzai took out a pair of shoes from the car like magic and handed them to Du Yongxiao, "Try it, does it fit?"

Du Yongxiao took a look, but it was a pair of brand new leather shoes, with linings stuffed inside, which had not been worn yet.

Du Yongxiao was also polite, took off the pair of dirty leather shoes, and put on these shoes.

It fits very well.

Lard boy whistled: "A handsome boy is a handsome boy. Once you change your leather shoes, you will be more handsome!"

Du Yongxiao raised his head and said casually, "It really fits well. Thank you, Detective Lei, for me." But in his heart, he couldn't help but admire Lei Luo. He knew the size of the leather shoes so clearly, so one can imagine what kind of person he is.

"Brother Luo told me that you can throw away the leather shoes if they are dirty, and replace them with new ones that will fit better and run faster!" As he spoke, Lard Boy kicked the pair of dirty leather shoes that Du Yongxiao had replaced.

Du Yongxiao bent down to pick up the pair of shoes, "Old shoes are also shoes, there is still some friendship."

Zhu Youzi laughed: "Brother Luo is right, Agent Du is really a kind and righteous person—get in the car first! Take you somewhere!"

Du Yongxiao got into Zhu Youzai's car, but Zhu Youzai didn't take Du Yongxiao to see Lei Luo immediately, but drove around a corner and came to a handmade suit shop.

Du Yongxiao got out of the car and looked up at the sign: "Zhang Huohai Suit Shop".

Zhang Huohai is the "suit king" of this era. He has chain clothing stores in Hong Kong Island, Kowloon and the New Territories, and is famous for his custom-made handmade suits.

In addition, what made Zhang Huohai famous is that he once designed western clothes for many Hollywood stars, including Marlon Brando, William Holden and other Hollywood superstars.

But what interests Du Yongxiao the most is that Zhang Huohai is the father of the future Hong Kong superstar Leslie Cheung.

A tailor has cultivated a film and television superstar, and it's against the sky to say it.

"Here, Brother Luo once ordered a white suit, but Luo Ge has never liked white very much. He prefers to wear black, which looks majestic! It's cheap for you, you are about the same size as him, and you are so handsome!" Lard Zai said, asking the boss to take out the suit.

Du Yongxiao was only wearing a white suit, and it was wrinkled a lot when he wore it around. After tossing around in the barracks today, it was inevitable that it didn't fit well.

Lard was as careful as a hair, so he decided to give this set of Lei Luo's white suit to Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao put it on and saw that, sure enough, he was so handsome that lard boy almost whistled at him.

Standing in front of the fitting mirror——
Du Yongxiao lifted up his suit jacket, put his hands on his waist, and stared at himself——

He knew that Lei Luo was using these methods to win him over, shoes, clothes, and possibly cars and houses in the future, but so what?
What he wants is me alone!

Whether it's Yan Xiong or Lei Luo, anyone who hinders him should be killed and replaced!
Lard Boy looked at Du Yongxiao daydreaming, thinking he was moved by Lei Luo, so he smiled and stepped forward to pat Du Yongxiao on the shoulder: "Let's go first, Brother Luo is still waiting for you to eat!"

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Temple Street, known as the No. [-] poor street in Hong Kong, is also a famous men's street. As the name suggests, this street is specially prepared for men to serve men.In addition to selling all kinds of Dali pills, health care products, smuggled electrical appliances, and old clothes stalls on the roadside, the most popular ones are tea restaurants, food stalls, saunas, saunas, and one-stop food, drink, and entertainment.

Before night fell, those stall owners had already begun to divide their sites and start their business models. Some street singers even occupied the geomantic treasures. Men and women paired up to sing traditional Cantonese operas, modern pop songs, and occasionally European and American pop music.

"Sorry, I don't know why Brother Luo asked you to meet here, but the streets here are so narrow that the Mercedes-Benz can't get in, so I have to trouble you to get out of the car and go with me." Lard Boy opened the car door with his briefcase in his arms. , Let Du Yongxiao get down from the top first, and then carefully lock the door.

Turning his head, Lard Boy glanced around, then waved at a bastard.

The man came over immediately.

Zhu Youzi pointed at the car: "Do you know whose car this is?"

The man shook his head.

"Then I'll teach you how to recognize it!"

Zhu Youzai took the man's shoulders and came to the front of the car, pointing to the license plate: "Look clearly, black characters on a white background, license plate 999, dedicated to Inspector Lei of Hong Kong Island!"

"Whoosh!" The man broke out in a cold sweat.

Lard boy opened his briefcase and took out a hundred-yuan bill, and handed it to the other party: "Help me watch it! If it is scratched a little, even your boss will go to jail!"

The man nodded and bowed, at this moment he wanted to protect the car as his own father.

"Let's go!" Zhu Youzai patted Du Yongxiao on the shoulder, "Although it's a mess here, no one dares to disrespect Brother Luo!"

(End of this chapter)