Rebirth: Outstanding

As soon as he got off the plane and suddenly boarded the passenger ship heading for Macau, he was seen through the window, and the salty sea breeze blew away a lot of the irritability accumulated during Song Tianyao's journey.

He Xian specially sent Huang Ziya to drive to the dock to pick up Song Tianyao and Huang Liu. When he saw Huang Ziya, Huang Liu subconsciously wanted to stand up and make an arrogant look at his third brother. As a result, he was punched by Huang Ziya after he held it for half a breath. The hammer hit the lungs just right, coughed twice, and could no longer hold back the appearance of a master.

For her cousin, Huang Ziya can't talk about headaches and disgust. Anyway, this product is far away in Hong Kong, and the young man in front of him is pushing the tank when it caused a catastrophe. However, Huang Ziya admires Huang Liu and the boss’s vision. When Song Tianyao was just a small wig factory owner, this guy ran to help Song Tianyao. Who could have imagined that in just over a year, Song Tianyao, who was terrified when he first came to Macau, has become a Hong Kong with billions of wealth and a large plot of land. The upstart, even the Lin family, who confronted Luo Bao in Macau, collapsed in front of him.

"Mr. Song, Mr. He is already waiting for you, please." Huang Ziya stretched out her hand to help Song Tianyao open the back seat door, using a very polite address.

Song Tianyao smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. He and Third Brother, for bothering, and you came to pick them up specially."

Huang Liu sat in the co-pilot, put his hand on the window, looked out of the car, and asked Huang Ziya who was driving indifferently.

"Brother, my boss ran to England to pick up girls and gave me all the power before I left. I was finally ready to flex my muscles and feel the sense of power. Mr. He called my boss back. , Hello, will you give me some compensation?"

Huang Ziya glanced at Huang Liu with doubts in her eyes: "Compensation? You have talked to Mr. He, and see if he will compensate you, or you can talk to you Laodou."

"Hey, my boss is away during this time, do you know what big business I have to talk about? I..."

"Brother Six." Song Tianyao sat in the back seat and stopped Huang Liu from continuing.

Huang Liu yawned, then lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and stopped talking.

Huang Ziya drove the car to Tianshen Alley where Song Tianyao had come once, and saw Huang Ziya driving from a distance. At the entrance of Tianshen Alley, a few people who were obviously He Xian's bodyguards turned around to report the letter in the alley, and waited for the car to stop somewhere in the alley. At the mansion, He Xian was already standing at the door of the mansion with a kind face, watching Song Tianyao and Huang Liu get out of the car.

"Mr. He." Song Tianyao took the initiative and reached out to He Xian.

He Xian stepped forward and grabbed Song Tianyao's hand, took Song Tianyao's shoulder and patted gently, and led him to the house:

"I suddenly called you back from England, do you hate me as an old fellow in my heart?"

Song Tianyao touched his nose: "Hate, I must not dare, but it is true that asking Mr. He to bully the good and he bully twice in private."

He Xian laughed loudly: "You also read the newspaper? As expected, good things don't go out and bad things spread for thousands of miles."

Because of the previous Sino-Portuguese gate conflict, He Xian turned around, especially the water in Macau, which eventually forced Portugal to bow down and admit his mistakes and apologize. Perhaps Portugal also knows that in Macau, He Xian’s energy is greater than that of the Australian governor. So looking for opportunities to clean up He Xian is a bit difficult, so I can only find some unhappiness for He Xian from the side. I don’t know where to find a few Southeast Asian Chinese businessmen to come to Macau to do business and have trouble with local businessmen. In the end, He deliberately approached He Xian, but He Xian did not help, so these Southeast Asian Chinese businessmen reported that He Xian opposes goodness and is a variety of Macau bullies.

After entering the house with no sign, He Xian introduced that it was a branch of the Tan family, and the main cook was Tan’s cuisine. Song Tianyao was a little dazed. According to his experience in his previous life, although Tan’s cuisine was a Cantonese cuisine, it was improved. However, it is more Northland cuisine. It is northern cuisine. It was created by Tan Zongjun and his son Tan Zhuoqing who were officials in Beijing in the late Qing Dynasty. I never heard that Hong Kong and Macao also have Tan Jiacai.

"Tan Zhuoqing descendants?" Song Tianyao looked at this quaint house and asked He Xian.

He Xian waved his hand: "There are two Tan Jiacai. This house is owned by a nephew of the governor of Hunan, the Kuomintang veteran Tan Yankai, and he has a family cook who once served Tan Yankai."

Song Tianyao nodded, "Is that Tan Sanfa who has been at a table for thirty years?"

Tan Yankai, who enjoys delicious food, has to pay no less than 120 yuan for each banquet. At that time, a carload of fine cooked rice was only 8 yuan, 120 yuan, and it was replaced by rice, which could be eaten by one person. Rice has been eaten for 30 years, so it was described by posterity as a banquet for 30 years.

Entering the small hall, a small table has been placed inside, four cold dishes, and an altar of flower carvings from the ten years of Liu Huachun has been placed on the table. When He Xian is seated, Song Tianyao sits down and sits next to the envoy. The woman stepped forward to help the two of them to break the Huadiao mud seal, the mud seal broke, and the mellow wine smell suddenly overflowed.

The fine porcelain wine bowl with a big mouth and a shallow bottom, and two bowls were lightly poured. He Xian took the initiative to raise the bowl and said with a smile to Song Tianyao: "This time I called you back from the UK suddenly. No grievance in your heart is fake. Just telling me that you have hired the people from the Civil Armed Forces Association in the UK to do something, and this bowl of wine is taken as an apologize."

Song Tianyao picked up the wine bowl and touched He Xian lightly: "Can't be Mr. He..."

"Does it make me younger to call Brother Xian?" He Xian smiled at Song Tianyao.

Song Tianyao hesitated: "Brother Xian, I guessed what you asked me to do back. Since I am willing to come back, it means that my British side is just a small matter, and Song Tianyao knows the importance of it."

"Yu Shiting and Xu Pingsheng, both of them are really rich. It is a bit exaggerated to say that the rich is inferior to the country, but it is true that the combined wealth of the two is more than the money of several Chinese banks. This time you come forward. No matter what the result is, I won’t let you work in vain, whether you want to do business in Hong Kong or Macau, you need capital turnover, let A Liu call Xunzheng, as long as it’s not for Yu Shiting, Xu Pingsheng My money is enough for my business."

"When you come up and give you enough benefits, it means that Brother Xian also knows that when you let me come back this time, maybe when I eat with you again, I will have a bruised nose and swollen face." Song Tianyao said with a wry smile.

In the hall, two people talked to each other.

Outside, Huang Liu looked around with an indifferent expression with a cigarette in his mouth, Huang Ziya walked to Huang Liu's side, and said with exhortation: "A Liu, don't talk casually about those things in the car in the future."

"Why? Now the street dialects in Macau are not being spoken anymore?" Huang Liu glanced at his third brother: "Originally, my boss is doing big business. He will come back obediently after a call from Mr. He. I don't know if there is any grievance, but I must be unhappy in my heart!"

"Not angry?" Huang Ziya stared at Huang Liu: "What if you are not angry?"

Huang Liu looked at Huang Ziya whose expression had become dignified, smiled suddenly and scratched his head, looking lacklustre, but what he said made Huang Ziya's face even more ugly.

"People like my boss will definitely agree to help Mr. He this time. I have nothing to say. If he disagrees, you protected Mr. He with eight guns from the street to the end in Macau Street, and I can take it with my life. My boss returned to Hong Kong from Macau, but unfortunately... a person like my boss will not give me a chance."