Author: Li Jia Fu Tu

Haojiang Airport.

Yu Guangrong, who climbed up the tide step by step from the bottom, looked up at the blue sky.

behind him.

The dark man in a suit stood with his hands behind his back.

The atmosphere was silent, urgent and depressing.

The black luxury fleet gives people a sense of familiarity with a blockbuster movie. What’s even more exaggerated is that the license plates all have consecutive numbers!

In the sky, a small dot appeared, and the small dot gradually approached.

Yu Guangrong narrowed his eyes slightly.

The snow-white Gulfstream G700, which flew from the port city instead of the mainland, dropped its altitude and landed on the runway smoothly. It slid smoothly for a distance and stopped.

The cabin opens.

Put the escalator down.

Yu Guangrong greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Guo, welcome to Haojiang."

A group of people got off the top-notch private jet. The person at the center was wearing plain black-rimmed glasses, it was Song Chaoge.

Facing Yu Guangrong, who was at the height of the sun in Haojiang, he just smiled and nodded.

The younger man surnamed Guo who walked side by side with him didn't show much enthusiasm either.

Yu Guangrong didn't mind either. After all, compared to the four wealthy families in Hong Kong with profound foundations, to put it bluntly, he was just a reckless person with relatively good luck.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

He shook hands with Geng Long behind them again.

In terms of status, not to mention that they are equally matched, Geng Long, who controls the wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, is similar to him.

"Mrs. He is already waiting for everyone, please get in the car."

After greetings, Yu Guangrong greeted.

People got on the bus one after another.

The magnificent motorcade left the tarmac in an orderly manner.

"It seems like it was two years ago when I last came to Haojiang." Song Chaoge looked out the window with a little emotion.

"I still have fresh memories of Mr. Song's demeanor of seeking defeat alone in the casino." Yu Guangrong answered with a smile.

"I heard from my brother that Brother Song, your gambling skills are superb and you haven't lost yet?"

Guo Anle answered. He is the youngest son of the Guo family in Hong Kong City. From his name, you can tell that the Guo family has expectations for this younger son. He does not expect him to achieve much. After all, the family business has its elder brothers to carry it forward, and it will be safe.

Just be happy.

"You will lose if you gamble for a long time." Song Chaoge adjusted his glasses and chuckled: "As long as you sit on the gambling table, no one can guarantee that you will win."

"Mr. Song's words make sense."

Yu Guangrong, who relied on casinos to change his life, not only did not refute, but also agreed with the same sentiments, "Gambling can only be used as a pastime. People who hope to make a fortune through gambling will not end well in the end."

Guo Anle glanced at him lightly.

As a well-known young man, he doesn't have much affection for people like Guang Guang, but it is undeniable that with Guang Guang's current status, even he cannot be too rude.

"Without these whimsical gamblers who dream about getting rich overnight, how would your casino survive?"

Yu Guangrong seemed not to hear the sarcasm in the other party's tone, and said with a bright smile: "Young Master Guo is right. Without the contribution of those gamblers, how could Haojiang be as glorious as it is now."

Song Chaoge smiled.

The heavily guarded He Manor.

The tall iron gate opened.

With the bodyguards on both sides bowing, the long-discontinued Bentley Mulsanne drove into the manor.

"Mrs. He."

Under the guidance of Yu Guangrong, Song Chaoge and others entered the He Manor.

The previous owner of this mansion has passed away, and now a group of women are in charge.

The gambling king has more than one wife, but the one who is most qualified to be called Mrs. He on this occasion is undoubtedly the gambling king's first wife.

Although youth is no longer there, in this status, one has a temperament that is different from ordinary people. When a woman reaches the stage of Mrs. He, age and appearance, which are most important to women, are no longer important at all. Even Song Chaoge is polite.

.

"These glasses don't suit you. I remember you didn't seem to wear glasses before."

Mrs. He joked that with a simple sentence, the distance between the two parties was quickly shortened and the sense of isolation was eliminated.

In addition to her, all four of the He family members, including the careless fourth wife, were present, which shows the importance attached to Song Chaoge.

Or.

It's a demonstration.

Even though they are just four women, these four women are enough to represent the entire He family. On behalf of the He family, they represent half of this Oriental gambling city.

Although He is not as good as before, he is still the uncrowned king of this land!

Otherwise, it would not be possible for a hero like Yu Guangrong to lead the way.

"This is peace."

After the joke, Mrs. He, who was over fifty years old, turned her eyes to Guo Anle, who was standing next to Song Chaoge.

"I haven't seen you for several years, and I almost don't recognize him anymore."

In front of this person, Guo Anle did not dare to put on any airs. Although the two families did not have a deep friendship, they were the leading families in both places after all, so how could they not have some contact with each other.

Don't talk about him anymore. When facing the gambling king's wife, even his father must treat her politely.

"Dad asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."

Guo Anle smiled respectfully and assumed the posture of a junior. He was not bad in appearance, and with the temperament of a well-known young master, he looked even more beautiful. The other ladies nodded with satisfaction.

"sit down."

Mrs. He smiled kindly and led everyone into the living room.

The maid brings snacks and tea.

At this time, you can see a person's character.

"Glorious, you sit down too."

"No, Mrs. He, I can just stand."

Faced with Mrs. He's greeting, Yu Guangrong actually refused, seeming to regard himself as the junkyard boy who followed the He family's lead.

Even Genglong has already sat down.

According to his status, it is actually difficult for him to become a guest of this manor. He understands who gave this honor.

Glancing at Yu Guangrong, who was standing next to him politely, Mrs. He, who was graceful and generous, smiled without forcing it.

"Lifen, it seems our Haojiang hasn't been so lively for a long time."

Mrs. He sighed with a smile, what she was looking at was Mr. He's second wife.

Although the He family has four families, the one with the greatest power is undoubtedly the second family. The assets held by the two families account for almost 70% of the He family's wealth.

"Yes, didn't Guangrong just receive Lan Peizhi yesterday? I didn't even remember that she came to our Haojiang before."

The second wife answered the conversation seemingly in a casual manner.

Yu Guangrong's expression did not change at all, and there was still a smile on his face.

"Aunt Lan is here too?" Song Chaoge said, looking surprised.

"do not you know?"

The second wife smiled in surprise, "I thought you had an appointment."

promised.

Song Chaoge didn't seem to understand, he smiled and shook his head, "I just found out."

"Glorious received Lan Peizhi yesterday. She seemed to be very interested in the three gambling cards that our He family was about to expire. What about you?"

The second wife smiled like a spring breeze and said, "I've heard that your gambling skills are quite impressive, so why don't you want to become a banker yourself?"

A good move is to turn retreat into advance.

Mrs. He picked up the tea cup.

It is true that we have been together for half a lifetime, and the cooperation is indeed tacit.
To be continued...