Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Master, there is a gentleman named Du Yongxiao outside, who came to visit you, Master, and the young master with gifts!"

Uncle En, the housekeeper, stood respectfully at the entrance of the hall and reported.

As one of the most wealthy and distinguished families in Hong Kong, the Huo family's status is not trivial. It reached its peak especially in the late 1950s, and it was also during this period that the Huo family was targeted by the Hong Kong British government. Many important businesses were in a state of suspension, especially the emerging real estate business, which was almost cut in half.

The old man of the Huo family was sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading a newspaper, when he heard this, he raised his head and glanced at his eldest son.

Young Master Huo was watching TV cheerfully. When he saw his father's eyes, he hurriedly got up and said, "Oh, that's right. He called before and said he wanted to send you New Year's greetings. I don't think it's a big deal, so let him come over."

"Is he that Inspector Hua?"

"Yes."

"Do real estate business with you?"

"Yes."

Brother Huo looked disdainfully, "I told you, the world is dangerous, and no one can trust it. What's more, the other party is a bad guy."

"But father, you also said that you can make friends with all kinds of religions and nine streams, and you will kill more dogs with righteousness."

Mr. Huo glared at his son: "Don't learn what you should learn, but remember clearly what you shouldn't learn!"

Young Master Huo immediately shut up.

"Okay, you have to tell me in advance when there are guests coming. Our Huo family is a big family, and we have to be polite. What if there are guests here who can't be received? What if there is something inconvenient at home? Do things. Think more, don't do it casually!"

"Okay, father!" Huo Dashao lowered his eyebrows and looked down.

Brother Huo then ordered Uncle En, the housekeeper, "Please come in."

"Yes, sir!"

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The Huo family lives in a garden villa on Ketton Road, Mid-Levels, Hong Kong Island.

The entire villa covers an area of ​​more than 20,000 square feet, which is almost 2,000 square meters in terms of square meters.

As a luxury residential area in the middle of the mountain, the cheapest villa here costs more than one million yuan, and there are also four or five million yuan more expensive.

Du Yongxiao has been to the home of Chief Inspector Liu Fu of Zonghua. Liu Fu also lives in Mid-Levels, but it is just a "slum area" in Mid-Levels. Although it is also a villa, it is as small as a sparrow. Compared with the one in front of us, it is nothing .

Mr. Huo bought this villa ten years ago. His neighbors are all well-known Chinese businessmen in Hong Kong, the ship king Bao Yugang, the film tycoon Yifu Shao, the Dong family, the He family, and some ghosts. Such as Swire family, Kadoorie family and so on.

For these tycoons, people like Liu Fu and Lei Luo basically spend money to keep wolf dogs in captivity. If necessary, they can spend hundreds of thousands or millions to re-capture an obedient dog.

It is also because of this that, in Huo's opinion, it is unavoidable for Huo Dashao to be acquainted with a Chinese inspector in such a status, which is unavoidable.

Du Yongxiao stood at the door of Huo's house, smoking a cigarette unhurriedly.

Zhuang Dingxian was waiting for him in the car.

Datouwen stood behind Du Yongxiao with a gift, and complained: "The Huo family has a big platoon, and we have been notified for a long time, but no one has come out yet."

"Wealthy families have many rules. Do you think you go to a department store?"

"Our master invites you in!"

While talking, the old butler came out and said.

"Thank you!"

Du Yongxiao winked at Datouwen, and Datouwen handed the gift to Du Yongxiao, while he waited outside.

Du Yongxiao carried the gift and followed the old housekeeper inside, stopped and walked, turned a few turns, and finally came to the door of the living room.

A housewife in white clothes, black trousers, and braided hair hurriedly opened the door when she saw the arrival of the guests.

"Thank you!" Du Yongxiao was about to step into the living room, took the slippers from the comber, and put them at Du Yongxiao's feet.

Du Yongxiao sneered, took off his leather shoes, changed into slippers, and then went in with the gift.

"Ah Xiao, you're here!"

Young Master Huo was very happy to see Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao nodded at him, and looked at Mr. Huo who was sitting on the sofa. His figure was thin and his skull was high. He stared at the wolf, and his eyes were fixed on Du Yongxiao, as if he wanted to see through Du Yongxiao.

"Mr. Huo, hello!" Du Yongxiao greeted Mr. Huo with a decent smile.

Brother Huo then pointed to the sofa, "Please sit down!"

Du Yongxiao handed the gift to the girl next to him: "I came here in a hurry and I don't know what to give. This is the roasted sweet potato I bought from Wanchai Wharf. It should be a small gift for you!"

Roasted sweet potato?

Young Master Huo almost rolled his eyes, this Ah Xiao is too stingy.

The old housekeeper and the self-combing girl had weird expressions.

All the time, most of the guests who came to visit brought heavy gifts, especially during the Chinese New Year, there were so many people who gave heavy gifts, like Du Yongxiao brought roasted sweet potatoes to give gifts, which is unique.

Boss Huo didn't care about Du Yongxiao's gift at first, but when he heard Wanchai roasted sweet potatoes, his eyes lit up, "Is it the roasted sweet potatoes from Wanchai Lao Suntou?"

"Yes, it belongs to Mr. Sun. Originally, he closed the stall for Chinese New Year, so I ran over to find him, so he did it himself and roasted such a cage."

"Haha, bring it here!"

The self-combing girl brought the gift over in surprise.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a warm box with hot charcoal under the box, which was steaming.

Open the warm box with a cotton cloth, and inside are eight huge, plump roasted sweet potatoes with honey and oil.

Brother Huo couldn't wait to take one and break it open, took a bite, closed his eyes, chewed, and savored it.

The servant next to him was dumbfounded.

Sir, what's the matter?

Huo Dashao also looked surprised, wondering why his father lost his composure?

Only Du Yongxiao knew that it was all because of these roasted sweet potatoes.

In the previous life, Du Yongxiao had read many biographies of Mr. Huo. Among them, what impressed Du Yongxiao the most was that Mr. Huo ran a boat when he was young. Every time he went to sea, he would pass by the god of death. Every time he survived a catastrophe and returned to Wanchai, he would eat An old grandson's baked sweet potato.

For him, Lao Suntou's roasted sweet potatoes are not only filling his stomach, but also a kind of psychological hint, that if he survives a catastrophe, he will have good luck in the future.

This is indeed the case, as he became famous all over the world as "Airship Tai", the Huo family was also supported by him, and now it ranks first among Chinese businessmen, as famous as the Bao family, Dong family, Xu family and so on.

But since he went ashore and made a fortune, he has never eaten Wanchai roasted sweet potatoes again. One is that his status does not allow him, and the other is that he has no time. Even the people around him don't know that he has this hobby.

But today, Du Yongxiao packaged the roasted sweet potato from Wanchai as a "gift" and gave it to him, which made Mr. Huo's appetite whet.

After eating half of a sweet potato in one go, Mr. Huo asked the servant to wrap up the remaining half with satisfaction, took it, and looked at Du Yongxiao: "The sweet potato you sent is very good!"

Du Yongxiao smiled slightly: "As long as you like it."

Brother Huo pointed to the sofa again: "Sit down! You have such a scheming at a young age, it's worth sitting on!"