Hong Kong, Lantau Island, Gold Coast—

When Song Zhichao saw Fu Yunheng calling him, he stood on the reef by the sea, handsomely put away the fishing rod, and then walked towards Fu Yunheng, He Hongshen, and Cha Dongchen.

He Hongshen and Cha Dongchen felt strange at this moment. They didn't expect Song Zhichao to appear here. Logically, he should be at the site of the land lease.

Looking at Fu Yunheng's old god, he didn't seem to have seen the surprised expressions of the two.

But after all, he is an old fox who has been rising and falling in the business world for many years. He Hongshen's face is filled with a kind smile of his predecessors caring for his juniors.

Regardless of whether the smile is true or not, it always makes people feel very comfortable. At least Song Zhichao thinks that the gambling king is pretty good. Look, it’s so kind.

As for Cha Dongchen, he had no such determination as the gambling king. To be precise, Cha Dongchen disdained to pretend to be kind to Song Zhichao and cared for the seniors. In his eyes, Song Zhichao was a mainland frustration that was humiliating his own hotel. He had no money, no status, and no background. If he hadn't found the backer of the Fu family, he wouldn't know where he was in Hong Kong!

Therefore, Cha Dongchen looked at Song Zhichao with contempt and disdain, and even let out a cold snort from his nose.

"Haha, you are Achao, you are really young and promising!" He Hongshen took the initiative to extend his hand to Song Zhichao, "I don't need to introduce myself - many gossip magazines have mine, you can call me Mr. He, it's OK to call me Uncle He."

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, and shook hands cordially with He Hongshen, "Hello, Mr. He!"

In the eyes of many Hong Kong and Macau people, it is so honorable to shake hands with King He, who is known as the "God of Wealth", that is, if ordinary people are excited, they fainted immediately.

But Song Zhichao was very calm.

Nonsense, as a super rich man in his previous life, he had already had contact with He Hongshen at that time, and sat side by side with He Gambling King and talked freely. Speaking of which, the two were still "familiar friends".

It’s just a pity that He Gambler did not know him in this time and space. He just regarded him as a young man who came to Hong Kong to study on the mainland. Because of the opportunity, he was qualified to meet with him as the backer of the Fu family.

However, what surprised He Hongshen again was that he deliberately tested Song Zhichao just now and asked the other party to call him "Mr. He" or "Uncle He". If it were those who were scheming, they would definitely choose "Uncle He", which would make it easier to get closer to him.

However, Song Zhichao chose "Mr. He", indicating that he chose to be more unfamiliar and distance himself from him.

This made King He Gambler feel a little confused about Song Zhichao and didn't understand what kind of person he was.

In fact, He Hongshen wrongly accused Song Zhichao this time. The reason why Song Zhichao called him "Mr. He" was that the two of them were on equal terms in their previous life and were equal in their identities. When they met again in this life, Song Zhichao would not demote himself and call him "Uncle He".

Cha Dongchen saw the "embarrassment" of King He, and felt secretly happy. On the surface, he was biting a cigar and planning to give Song Zhichao a warning. He did not shake hands with Song Zhichao, and directly slapped Song Zhichao on the shoulder and said, "Is Song Zhichao so? I'll get to know him, my name is Cha Dongchen!"

Although Cha Dongchen is very old, this old guy likes fitness very much and even plays boxing. Otherwise, how could he ask King He for three young models? Ye Yu’s three girls are not fake, so he slapped Song Zhichao’s shoulder very strongly, as if he was branded on a soldering iron, which made people unbearable pain.

Song Zhichao gritted his teeth and cursed the old guy in his heart, but smiled on the surface: "How can I not know? Mr. Cha is a celebrity in Hong Kong and often comes to newspapers. He is not good at teaching his children. Zhong has an old cow and eats young grass... Sorry, maybe I've read all tabloids, and the words on it are a bit of low-level interest."

hateful!

It's really hateful!

Cha Dongchen was furious.

He never expected that Song Zhichao, a guy who is not polite and nothing, would dare to mock him in front of him.

It's intolerable!

Cha Dongchen's old face turned red, pressed Song Zhichao's shoulder and pressed him down with vague force, hoping to crush this slap and bury him alive.

However, Song Zhichao stretched out his hand lightly and "taken" his hand from his shoulders.

Yes, I just took it down, looked relaxed and calm, holding Cha Dongchen's hand and slowly moving it away.

At this moment, Cha Dongchen realized that he was really old.

Back then, I had been hunting wild boars in the mountains. Facing the violent wild boar weighing hundreds of pounds, I could fight with him empty-handedly, but now, I can't even pull the arm of a young man.

Old, really old!

How can this make people feel sorry for!

Let’s talk about Fu Yunheng and He Hongshen.

They were all interested. At first, Cha Dongchen was so unscrupulous in front of Song Zhichao, a young junior, and clearly wanted to give this mainland boy some good looks. But no one expected that Song Zhichao, a junior, was soft but not hard, and he had just faced against the old guy Cha Dongchen.

Seeing that Cha Dongchen was a fool, they were secretly happy. After all, Old Cha was too crazy and arrogant, and sometimes he couldn't even stand the style of his behavior.

But as Song Zhichao took action, he moved Cha Dongchen's old arm away from his shoulders, the old guy's old face turned red. The two knew that they had to speak out and stop him.

"Achao, Mr. Cha is just a joke with you. What are you doing?" Fu Yunheng said.

"Oh, I misunderstood. I thought Mr. Qi was comparing my arm strength... Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, your hands are fine, should you apply some sluggish wine? When people get old, their bones are easy to get rid of. Don't be impulsive when doing things, so as not to get hurt." Song Zhichao let go of Cha Dongchen's hand and asked with great concern.

Cha Dongchen was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only bite the big cigar fiercely and kept spitting smoke. It seemed that only in this way could he relieve his inner anger.

In order to resolve the embarrassment in front of him, King He said: "It is rare that a young man is willing to sit down and chat with us three old guys. Come on, sit down - Chaozi, do you like to drink?"

Song Zhichao looked at the red wine, and then said politely: "Is red wine, a little bit!"

Fu Yunheng smiled and said, "If you don't dislike me, I will belong to you. I haven't moved yet. I still like drinking tea the most."

Song Zhichao took Fu Yunheng's glass of red wine without hesitation and shook it a few times, took a sip, and praised: "Bordeaux? Not bad."

Ho Hongshen: “…”

Unexpectedly, the best red wine he collected can only be "not bad" in the young man's mouth.

But it is amazing that Song Zhichao can taste the origin of red wine in one go.
Chapter completed!