While Feng Yifeng was waiting for Carina Lau, she had quite a good conversation with manager Zhang Huifen of "Hui Ya". They talked about everything from dressing up, to the matching of clothing and eye expressions. Even men and women, what occasions to attend, and what to wear.
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Colorful clothes are like accompaniment, what color and pattern of tie or bow tie to wear, as well as watches, cuff buttons, belts and other different accessories that match the suit. Manager Zhang actually explained everything clearly, which benefited Feng Yifeng a lot.
shallow.
Just when they were chatting enthusiastically, Mrs. Qian, who had left long ago, was wandering outside the building where the shopping mall was located, her eyes constantly looking at the cars driving towards the building. It was already early summer, and although it was not too hot, there was something overhead.
The bright sun can still make people sweat all over.[]
Mrs. Qian was already very impatient. She drank up the bottle of mineral water in one gulp, threw the empty bottle on the ground, pointed at the pretty boy's face who was also sweating profusely and said: "What on earth did you tell him? No
You said it will be there in half an hour at the earliest? Look at it now, it’s been more than an hour, why is there still no one there?” Mrs. Qian pointed at her watch and said loudly.
The pretty boy said with an aggrieved look: "Brother Jun's Ma Zai said that he just finished taking a bath in the sauna and was playing mahjong with some brothers. He would be here soon. How did I know that no one has been seen after so long?"
"You don't know? You don't know, do I know?" Mrs. Qian pinched Xiao Bailian's arm hard and cursed: "I can't even do anything for you, so what's the use of keeping you by my side?
You can't do anything in martial arts, but when you see me being bullied, you don't show your masculinity and help me, are you still like a man?"
"Yes, yes." The pretty boy said with a crying face. He still couldn't help but curse in his heart: Fat woman, if I didn't need this job to support my family, do you think I would be willing to serve you? Manly? A manly man.
I will be willing to do errands for you
, accept your endless demands every night? Don’t you want to see what I look like, like any of the animals in the pig pen, and which part of my body looks like a normal woman? When I can’t bear it anymore,
Look, I'll slap you to death.
Of course, these words can only be thought in the heart of the pretty boy, and he does not dare to say them out. In fact, Mrs. Qian is not too fat, she is just rich. But this person does not know how to restrain himself, and likes to wear tight or slim-fitting clothes.
The loose clothes and the layers of fat are disgusting to look at. But these noobs
Even if he is pressed against this woman every day, the pretty boy is still imagining the beauty he likes or has seen in his mind. Otherwise, he will not be able to do his best in bed and satisfy Mrs. Qian's huge demands. Not only is this job now
If your well-paying job is gone, you may even be kicked out by Mrs. Qian.
Seeing the pretty boy's subservient attitude, she felt a little better. But Mrs. Qian thought of being intimidated by Feng Yifeng and being embarrassed in front of so many people, and she felt upset again. Pointing to the phone booth not far away, she scolded the pretty boy: "
Why don't you call Dudu to see when he will come over? Just tell him that his cousin has been bullied badly. If he doesn't come over, he will never see me again."
"Yes...yes..." The pretty boy ran helplessly to the phone booth not far away. After running a few steps, the pretty boy said in surprise: "Look, Mrs. Qian, they are here, they are here."
Not far away, three white vans with "xx Transportation Company" written on their bodies drove towards us. Before the leading car stopped, the door on one side of the car was opened, and one of them was wearing tattered jeans and sleeveless. A man in a denim shirt, with a tanned face, and big sunglasses that covered half of his face. He was about 27 or 8 years old and had a cigarette in his mouth. He walked down.
As the man got out of the car, the other two cars also stopped. After the car door opened, a dozen young people in slutty clothes, holding either iron pipes or razors in their hands, followed behind the cowboy man in sunglasses. , with a menacing look, caused pedestrians outside the commercial building to avoid this group of guys who looked like they were not religious.
"Cousin, I'm here." The person who came was the cousin mentioned by Mrs. Qian, Huang Jun, the Newspeak reporter in East Tsim Sha Tsui in "Xin Ngee Ann".
"Shit Zaiying, where did you die? Cousin, have I been waiting for you here for more than an hour?" Mrs. Qian wiped the sweat on her head with a tissue and cursed at the visitor.
Huang Jun's original name is Huang Changying. When he was still hanging around in Yuen Long, he felt that this name was not stylish and powerful enough, so he changed his name to Huang Jun. However, he has always been brave and fierce, and he was ruthless and cut. He was even more ferocious, so he got the nickname "Axe Jun". Because of this, he was spotted by "Xin Ngee Ann", which was recruiting soldiers at the time, and recruited him to join. Not long after, he was taken out of Yuen Long and assigned to The prosperous area of East Tsim Sha Tsui is here to conquer the world.
"Cousin, didn't I just take a shower and play mahjong with a few friends? As soon as you call me, I have to gather my men and send away several friends, so there is no excuse for being late." Huang Jun took a puff of cigarette carelessly, and said to Mrs. Qian with a smile: "Didn't you say that someone bullied you? Where is that kid? I will take people over and chop him to death right away, so that you can vent your anger. But I helped. Cousin, shouldn't you also show some respect?" Huang Jun said as he threw away the butt of the cigarette and rubbed his thumb back and forth between his closed index and middle fingers.
"You brat, every time I ask you to do something, you always get money from your cousin. If my cousin doesn't give you money, won't you help me?" Mrs. Qian seems to have become accustomed to her cousin's style, which is typical of being uninterested and unwilling. I got up early, so I wasn't angry. I just slapped Huang Jun's hand away angrily and cursed: "You bastard, in addition to money, do you still take my cousin in your eyes? Hurry up and help me. After teaching that bastard a lesson, come to my house for dinner tonight. I have something to discuss with you. I guarantee you can make a lot of money this time."
Huang Jun originally lacked interest, but Mrs. Qian's words immediately cheered him up. Because since he broke out of Yuen Long and established a foothold in Tsim Sha Tsui East, this cousin with whom he had not had much contact before suddenly became more energetic. We became familiar with him and made a lot of money by working together. Huang Jun not only lived a comfortable life in East Tsim Sha Tsui, but also had spare money to recruit troops. Otherwise, Huang Jun, a dragon who has crossed the river, would not be here. In a short period of time, the 'Fourteenth K' was able to severely damage his vitality and render him unable to fight back.
"Hehe! I know cousin, you take good care of me the most." Huang Jun knew that by helping Mrs. Qian, his profits from this business would be very good. He turned around and shouted to Ma Zai behind him: "I Huang
Jun's cousin is being bullied, what do you think we should do?"
"Kill him!"
"Kick him to death!"
"Beat him until even his mother couldn't recognize him."
All kinds of shouts were shouted out, and they were as cheerful as they wanted. But this time, many passers-by were frightened again. No one dared to approach the group of people within a radius of about ten meters.
.Even if you are passing by, you would rather take a detour to avoid this group of bad boys as much as possible.
"Well said, when we're done, I'll take you to have a drink tonight and have a midnight snack." When the subordinates heard Huang Jun's promise, they cheered loudly. Huang Jun smiled brightly when he saw how cooperative his subordinates were.
He said to Mrs. Qian: "Did you hear that? All my people are brave and knowledgeable. Where is the boy you mentioned? Take me there quickly."
Mrs. Qian pointed to the building and said: "He is in Huiya on the third floor of the building, but I have to remind you that I am followed by seven or eight bodyguards. I am probably not an ordinary person. You have to be careful." Qian.
The wife pointed at the pretty boy next to her
, gritted his teeth and said: "I won't go in. It's not appropriate for me to go in with you. I'll ask someone to take you there to identify him. You must teach him a good lesson. It's best to give him a few more slaps."
, so that he dares to scold me."
"Okay! No problem, you can do whatever you want. If you want him to kneel in front of you, kowtow and admit his mistake, you can do it." Huang Jun said in a grand manner. After speaking, he waved his hand to the men behind him and shouted: "
Come in with me, and when you're done, we can go have a meal and a drink."
"Boss, boss." Huang Jun led a group of vicious men, holding blades and iron pipes, and walked towards the door of the building. But before he could take a few steps, one of his men came over and stopped him.
Huang Jun’s footsteps.
Huang Jun frowned and saw that it was his right-hand man. He put aside his unhappiness and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
The subordinate looked at Mrs. Qian, leaned into Huang Jun's ear, and whispered a few words. Huang Jun's expression slowly changed with the subordinate's words. The original aggressive posture was gone, and the original disdain and contempt were gone.
No more, it turned into shock and hesitation.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Qian also came over and asked.
"Cousin, are you sure that boy is in 'Hui Ya' on the third floor? You remember correctly?" Huang Jun asked again with certainty.
"That's right! I went shopping at Huiya today, and a boy snatched a pearl necklace from me. Later, he cursed me and asked some of his bodyguards to threaten and intimidate me. Of course I remembered it wrong." Mrs. Qian was confused.
My cousin's expression changed.
Half of Huang Jun's face twitched, and he smiled bitterly: "If this is really the case, I'm afraid we won't be able to go up."
Mrs. Qian couldn't control her excitement and shouted loudly: "Why?"
Huang Jun pulled Mrs. Qian aside, away from Ma Zai, who was all his subordinates, and said carefully: "Do you know who owns the shopping mall on the third floor? And who are the shareholders of that 'Hui Ya'? What if I bring
If Renmao rushes in rashly, I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble, and even my boss won't be able to protect me."
"No way?" Mrs. Qian looked in disbelief.
"I almost forgot. If my subordinates hadn't reminded me, I would have almost gotten into trouble just now." Huang Jun touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead and said, "I also heard some uncles on the road talking about this.
The third floor of the shopping mall used to be owned by the Luo family, which started out as a supermarket. Soon after, it was occupied by the gambling king of Macau. However, for unknown reasons, the entire shopping mall was given away by the gambling king. Later, it was occupied by the gambling king.
The real estate company of the market returned 30% of the shares to the gambling king's daughter, and then opened a brand store with the largest area on the third floor, which is the 'Hui Ya'. Some people say that this 'Hui Ya'
, the gambling king’s daughter is also a shareholder, but I don’t know if it’s true or not. But as I said above, to save the gambling king’s face, let us try not to touch the shopping mall on the third floor, let alone provoke this ‘Hui Ya’.”
"Real or fake?" Mrs. Qian couldn't help but tremble in her heart. I'm afraid not many people in Hong Kong and Macau know who the gambling king is. Of course Mrs. Qian also knows who the gambling king is. If she says she sees others, she can't see it.
If she catches her eye, a rich man like the gambling king will not take her seriously either. Now that Huang Jun's words are so conclusive, she can't help but not believe her.
"Be careful with the Ten Thousand Years Ship. We can't go in. Can we wait outside for him to come out?" Huang Jun thought for a moment and asked.