Rebirth: Outstanding

Gu Tiancheng, with his thoughts, claw hammer and the 20,000 Hong Kong dollars, just walked out of Foguang Street, turned the corner, and met Song Chunzhong, who was leaning against the gas lamppost, wearing a crumpled Brazilian costume, holding cigarettes, and carrying a suitcase in his hand. .

"Lady, Snake Tun Elephant?" Song Chunzhong asked with a smile when Gu Tiancheng walked past him.

Gu Tiancheng paused, then turned to look at Song Chunzhong, showing a puzzled expression:

"Uncle, are you talking to me?"

Song Chunzhong gestured to his waist, and the cigarette couldn't help shaking with the movement of his mouth: "The silver paper with the left hand and the knife with the right hand are either a gambler or a gambler. Do you know what a ghost means? You are going to eat people."

Gu Tiancheng hesitated for a moment, and immediately took a step towards the distance: "Funny line."

"I have been staring at the smiling casino for a long time. I wanted to close the internet today, but you accidentally ruined it. The young man, you made me lose more than two million Hong Kong dollars." Song Chunzhong spit out the cigarette **** and touched it from his pocket. He took out a pack of betel nuts and said to Gu Tiancheng who wanted to get out.

Gu Tiancheng turned his head and looked at Song Chunzhong under the lamppost. Song Chunzhong's expression looked a little strange, like a smile but a little reluctantly. Gu Tiancheng suddenly made a movement. He stretched out his right hand to block the part above Song Chunzhong's nose. Just looking at Song Chunzhong’s mouth, Song Chunzhong grinned while chewing on betel nuts, a smiling face.

However, he moved his hand down to block Song Chunzhong's mouth, only the upper half of Song Chunzhong's face was revealed. Those eyes were a pair of murderous eyes, staring at Gu Tiancheng closely, making Gu Tiancheng feel a little chill in his back.

"Uncle, what's your head? Did I provoke you?" Gu Tiancheng withdrew his hand and asked puzzledly.

Song Chunzhong chewed on the betel nuts: "I said, you caused me to lose more than two million dollars today. Do you know how much money was charged for the military uniform that translated for the ghost? Only then did you agree to say that sentence today? Stop talking too much."

Gu Tiancheng subconsciously touched the claw hammer wrapped in newspaper around his waist.

Song Chunzhong leaned under the lamp again, just to be completely covered by the gas light.

On the street, only Song Chunzhong under the lamp and Gu Tiancheng in the dark are bright and dark, but neither of them can see each other's appearance.

"Do you want to wash the bank tonight? Get two or three hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars and get out?" Song Chunzhong spit out the betel nut and continued.

Gu Tiancheng was silent, holding the claw hammer, feeling his eyelids start to beat slightly unconsciously.

"Two or three hundred thousand is too little. You are worth more than two or three hundred thousand. There is no need to take risks. I think you are worth more than two million Hong Kong dollars. Otherwise, if you don't live now, the body should be cold." Song Chunzhong walked out of the lamppost and showed a clear smile to Gu Tiancheng.

Gu Tiancheng turned around: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Do you want to know? You are not reconciled to spend your entire life in a gambling stall as a silver head. There are many ways." Song Chunzhong said, "I invite you to eat at Liyuan 663."

"Who on earth are you?"

"Rich man, I have a gambling stall in Macau. I am old now. I want to find someone to take care of me. I think you are good. Do you want to accompany me to dinner?" Song Chunzhong turned and walked out of the street corner by himself. , Just go to 663 to call me and report Xu Zhen's name to the waiter. If you can think of laundering the treasury tonight, it proves that you are more valuable than the money in the treasury."

Seeing Song Chunzhong walking away, Gu Tiancheng repeated the name softly: "Xu Zhen?"

…

In the lobby of the Hong Kong Hotel, the lights are brilliant and the shadows are like weaving.

Waiters in black vests flexibly walked through the hall with their trays, and served all kinds of drinks to the rich and precious guests present.

"Mr. Chu." Lei Yingdong said to Chu Xiaoxin next to the small indoor fountain, "Thank you for inviting me to attend Oxfam's charity fundraising dinner."

Chu Xiaoxin smiled, took two glasses of whiskey from the waiter's tray, and handed it to Lei Yingdong: "It should be me, thank you for your reward, Ayao, I already know about you, and I've asked my old bean spy. Explore the meaning of Uncle Sheng."

Lei Yingdong received the whiskey from Chu Xiaoxin. When he heard the words Shengbo, his hand shook slightly, and the liquor shook gently in the glass.

"What does Sheng Bo say?"

"Uncle Sheng said, I will invite you to drink soda tonight." Chu Xiaoxin patted Lei Yingdong's arm and saw someone coming and said, "I will entertain others first."

Lei Yingdong stood by the fountain with whiskey in a daze.

The uncle Sheng in Chu Xiaoxin’s mouth is Hong Kong’s local ship king Xu Pingsheng. There are five passenger and cargo ships over 10,000 tons and more than ten thousand-ton freighters. They are the real local snake in Hong Kong’s shipping industry, apart from the British. After those merchants who came to Hong Kong doing shipping business returned to their old businesses, the one who was most affected was actually this Xu Pingsheng.

Lei Yingdong sank a freighter. Of course he didn't want to retaliate. He just relied on his strength. Not to mention fighting with the Shanghai Ship Gang, I am afraid that he might not even see the other side's face.

Merchants from Shanghai who came to Hong Kong to do shipping business have complicated relationships. They can not only get on line with the mainland, but also connect with Taiwan. The mines in the Taiwan Strait will not explode early or late, but only his Lei Yingdong ship. Needless to say, because of the high freight rates during this period, I was worried that some local people like Lei Yingdong, who were small but courageous, would forcibly walk the sea route and grab the wealth of the Shanghai Ship Gang.

The bombing of Lei Yingdong's boat can scare away a large number of people who want to run away to make a fortune.

The host of the dinner has already stepped onto the stage at this time and began to introduce the distinguished officials who can admire this time. Of course, Lei Yingdong will not be able to take the stage to give a speech. He stands on the spot with a wine glass, watching Chu Xiaoxin explain tonight. The purpose of this charity fundraising dinner.

Soon, the first lot was brought to the stage by the host, an unknown Western oil painting donated by Chu Xiaoxin’s fiancee Lu Peiying.

Lei Yingdong didn't know how to appreciate slightly abstract Western oil paintings. This painting had a base price of 300 Hong Kong dollars. After being called for a few rounds, a friend of the group of Uncle Chu Xiaoxin bought the oil for two thousand Hong Kong dollars.

Lu Peiying's oil paintings were just a starter, and then jewelry, antiques, jewelry, and pocket watches appeared one after the other.

Lei Yingdong was not in a hurry to shoot. The main purpose of his coming here tonight is to see Chu Xiaoxin. As for what is not important, he waited for the auction to come out. He was mainly thinking of what Chu Xiaoxin said at the moment. Uncle Sheng invites you to drink soda, what does it mean?

Huang Liu dressed in a suit and walked to Lei Yingdong's side: "Brother Duan, I will drink if you don't drink."

Huang Liu took the wine glass in Lei Yingdong's hand, took a sip, followed Lei Yingdong's gaze and looked towards the stage: "What are you going to shoot? My boss has specifically ordered you to ask me if I need help, just speak up."

At this time, a waiter walked onto the stage holding a bottle of Yuquan soda.

The host smiled awkwardly: "The lot, a bottle of soda, the donor is unnamed, and the reserve price is one mosquito."

Lei Yingdong glanced at Huang Liu, raised his left hand to indicate, his tone was calm: "Ten thousand yuan."