Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"This is the Xingyue Dance Hall? Wow, it looks very high-end!"

Everyone took the car to Times Square in Central and went straight to the entrance of this dance hall. They saw that the entrance hall of the huge dance hall was decorated like a palace. Many people in elegant clothes came in and out. It was really unusual.

Ding Jianfei and others came from noble families, but their upbringing was very strict. Even if they sneaked out to play, they would not dare to go to too high-end places for fear of seeing acquaintances.

But tonight is different. With a figure like Mr. Hui leading them, they are here to experience true luxury.

"Of course. I heard that the boss here is very powerful. Not only does he know the big bosses of Hong Kong, but he is also familiar with the four major detectives. Only then can he stand firm in Central!" Mr. Hui said with a proud look on his face, "And I and I Their boss is also acquainted, so he often comes here to support him!"

"But then again, the owner of this dance hall is also quite powerful! You know, this is Times Square in Central, and every inch of land is valuable!" Ding Jianfei said.

"Yes, I heard it was developed by Hengchuang Real Estate!"

“Almost all the shops here have been sold out, and rents are rising again and again!”

"That boss of Hengchuang is really crazy!"

Hui Shao and Ding Jianfei heard some inside information from the adults and knew that Times Square was a great place. If they wanted to find a shop to do business here, they had to look at the face of the boss of Hengchuang.

Du Yongxiao didn't expect that they would have such a high "evaluation" of him. Looking at this dance hall again, the rent must be very high.

Think about yourself as a hands-off shopkeeper who only cares about counting money until he is weak, but Liu Jianxiong and Bai Yingjun are working hard to manage the company there.

After hearing this, Shao Anqi curled her lips: "I've heard of that Hengchuang boss, he's a nouveau riche at best!"

Lei Yanni said: "You can't say that. To be able to defeat Yangtze River Corporation and join forces with Huo's to build such a large plaza, the upstarts don't have the energy!"

"We'll find out when we get the chance to see him!" Shao Anqi looked disdainful, "I'm sure he smells like copper!"

Everyone walked into the hall while talking, and the waiters standing on both sides of the hall bowed to them collectively: "Sir and Miss, good evening! Welcome to the Xingyue Ballroom!"

Young Master Hui was even more proud. He raised his chin and led everyone inside.

When the dance hall manager saw Mr. Hui, he immediately came forward and said, "Young Master Hui, are you here to support me again?"

"Yeah, let's bring some friends to see it tonight! Where's the Caesar Room? Is it still there?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hui! Our boss is inviting guests to dinner tonight, and he is using the Caesar Room."

"Really? Then change it to the Roman Room for me!" After Hui Shao finished speaking, he turned back to Ding Jianfei and the others and said, "Unlucky tonight, let's just sit in the Roman Room! It's also very luxurious!"

"It's okay, everything will be at your discretion, Mr. Hui!" Ding Jianfei gave Zheng Zhihui face. Only by complimenting each other can the two of them leave a deeper impression on the beauty.

The Roman Room was indeed very luxurious and grand. Fruit plates and drinks were served one after another, and the whole room was filled with a luxurious atmosphere.

Hui Shao and Ding Jianfei sat with flowers arranged, Hui Shao accompanied Lei Yanni, and Ding Jianfei accompanied Shao Anqi.

Du Yongxiao sat with Jiang Ling'er.

"You have a pretty good temper. Why don't you get angry when Ding Jianfei presses on you so much?" Jiang Ling'er said in a low voice.

"Why are you angry? I'm a poor boy!" Du Yongxiao poured a glass of red wine and handed it to Jiang Ling'er.

Jiang Ling'er smiled: "I know you don't want to reveal your identity, but is it fun to play like this?"

Du Yongxiao also brought a glass of red wine, shook it in the palm of his hand and said, "I think it's quite interesting. In the past, when I came in and out, many people would be afraid of me. It's rare for me to be regarded as a country bumpkin. I'm afraid that this kind of opportunity will happen in the future. There will never be another—"

Jiang Ling'er nodded, seeming to understand Du Yongxiao's feeling of "being cold at high places".

At this time, there was a knock on the private room door, but it was a ghost guy who was brought in by the dance hall manager.

Mr. Hui stood up and said, "Mr. Winston, why are you here?"

"When I heard that Mr. Hui brought his friends to support him, of course I wanted to come over and offer a toast first!" Gui Lao spoke fluent Cantonese and looked like he had been living in Hong Kong for a long time.

Ding Jianfei and others felt more honored when they learned that it was the owner of the dance hall who came to offer a toast in person.

Although Shao Anqi and Lei Yanni came from wealthy families, this was the first time they had experienced being toasted. In the past, it was their family members who were the most prominent.

Ghost Man Winston was very tactful and kept obedient during the toast. He especially praised the three girls, one sentence after another, making the girls laugh.

Winston poured a round of wine, which was equivalent to finding out everyone's details.

He knew that Shao Anqi and Lei Yanni had strong backgrounds, and Jiang Ling'er's family was rich in Nanyang. As for Du Yongxiao, he only knew that his surname was Du. He heard from Ding Jianfei next to him that he was a college classmate. Looking at his clothes, he should be an ordinary college student.

So Winston stopped paying attention to Du Yongxiao, guessing that Du Yongxiao came here just to eat and drink.

Finally, before leaving, Winston presented a bottle of high-end red wine to the private room, saying it was a meeting gift, and he hoped that everyone would come back to support him next time.

When Winston left, everyone became lively again.

The British have always been superior in Hong Kong. Many British people look down on the Chinese. This Winston is an anomaly.

"This ghost guy is quite discerning!"

"Yeah, unlike other ghost guys, they respect us quite a bit!"

"This is just to save Mr. Hui's face!" Ding Jianfei said with a blush on his face, "If it weren't for Mr. Hui, this ghost guy would have his nose in the sky and wouldn't even look at us! It's better to do this and everyone will have one less cup of toast to Hui!"

Everyone stood up one after another, and Du Yongxiao also stood up.

Mr. Hui glanced at him: "You don't have to toast me! Sit down and drink more. You don't have the chance to drink more of this good wine!"

…

Caesar Room-——

The ghost Winston poured a glass of wine to the unruly man opposite him with a red wine glass, handed it over and said: "Mr. Wu, to be honest, we used to cooperate very happily! I used to open a dance club in Wan Chai, and you provided me with You and I can make a lot of money from the sale of the pink boy, but now you don't provide it yourself, and you don't allow other societies to intervene, what do you mean?"

The unruly man is Wu Shihao, the leader of Yiqun, also known as Lame Hao.

Lame Hao sat on the chair, holding the golden tiger head crutch in his hand. He bit his cigar and snorted coldly, with sharp eyes: "It was before, it is now! My boss behind the scenes asked me to switch to serious business, especially not to buy or sell powder. , I listened to him, what’s wrong?”

"Your boss? The Chief Superintendent named Du?" Winston frowned.

Nowadays, Du Yongxiao's reputation is so great that he is the master of both black and white. It is difficult for a ghost guy like him to take advantage of others.

"Even so, there is no reason for you to prevent others from doing this kind of business here."

"The reason is very simple." Lame Hao chewed his cigar, grabbed the tiger head crutch and slammed it on the ground, "Mr. Du, it's not allowed!"