February 28, 1992

Hong Kong Luohu Entry Department—

The entrance to Hong Kong, passed security checks, carried fish-skin sacks, and carried various luggage in mainland China.

In this era, for many mainlanders, Hong Kong represents a "paragraph". Food, clothing, housing, use and transportation are hundreds of times better than the mainland in any aspect.

To put it simply, the same leather shoes are more expensive in Hong Kong than in the mainland. When you come back from Hong Kong, you will be high-end Hong Kong products, and they smell delicious.

Therefore, you can see many mainlanders who come to Hong Kong in the immigration office with surprise, envy, and dreamy expressions.

"Look, this is Hong Kong!"

"Wow, the sky in Hong Kong is so blue!"

"Yes, the air in Hong Kong smells nice too." Several mainlanders chattered, closing their eyes, smelling the air in Hong Kong.

Suddenly, "Ahem!"

A gust of smoke woke them up.

But I saw an old guy limping past them, holding a cigarette pipe pot in his hand - yes, it is a cigarette pipe pot, a very traditional smoking tool in the mainland countryside.

"I'm sorry, I'm choking you? There's no way, my tobacco leaves are just a little rushing." The old guy immediately understood what was going on when he saw these people staring at him, and he quickly explained.

Seeing that the old guy had a good attitude towards admitting his mistakes and were both mainlanders, the group of people sneered and said to the old guy: "Be careful about the quality, this is Hong Kong! Look at you, why are you smoking dry cigarettes? Go to the convenience store in front to buy a box of Hong Kong cigarettes, and it tastes absolutely extraordinary!"

"Yes, since you are a mainlander, don't be embarrassed. Hurry up and lose this spitting thing!" A group of people felt that it was necessary to improve the personal quality of this old guy so as not to lose the face of the mainlander.

The old guy just laughed and said that he was used to smoking dry tobacco and could not change it.

The group of people were about to say a few more words to this old guy when they saw a young man coming from the immigration office. He looked like his companion, wearing glasses, a white shirt, black trousers underneath, and a black official box in his hand, looking very intellectual.

"Sorry, Master Luo, let you wait for me for so long." The young man smiled at the lame old guy.

"It's okay. Since we come to Hong Kong together, we need to take care of each other. How about it, the people from the Immigration Department just now didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"No, I just checked the treasure in my box." The young man raised his suitcase and smiled at the old man.

The old man nodded, "That's good!" Then he glanced at the week, as if he saw something, and pointed at the young man in front of him and said, "I read that right. The person who picked us up was there, let's go, let's go together!"

After saying this, the old man limped towards the front with the young man carrying a suitcase.

Later, the group of people who were looking for trouble just now shouted: "Oh, why did you leave? We haven't educated enough yet. Remember, this is Hong Kong. You have to be very good at qualities, but you should pay attention to your image..."

As the words came to the ground, the group of people suddenly shut up, their eyes widened and their mouths widened.

They looked ahead incredibly.

Not far ahead, there was a high-end black BMW sedan parked, and the lame old man and the young man were walking towards the BMW sedan.

"No way!"

"Impossible!"

"Is that car here to pick them up?"

When they thought of the smoker's appearance just now, and then looked at the tall BMW in front of them, they suddenly felt very inconsistent.

"Damn it, it's a good thing, this BMW should come to pick me up!" A group of people swallowed enviously.

...

The lame old man - the owner of the Laurel Suit Store, to be precise, the big tailor Master Luo, and the young man - Mao Youwang of Pan Yu Wanda Technology Company, walked towards the BMW together.

Niu Xiong, who was leaning against the BMW, wearing a suit and wearing sunglasses, looked like a big shot, was smoking a cigarette while patrolling around. Soon, he saw Master Luo and Mao Youwang walking towards him.

In Pan Yu, they had dealt with each other. Immediately, Niu Xiong pinched off the cigarette and quickly met him.

"Master Luo, Manager Mao, thank you all the way!" Niu Xiong smiled and greeted.

Master Luo and Mao Youwang did not recognize Niu Xiong immediately, mainly because Niu Xiong has changed too much. To be precise, Niu Xiong is not only wearing a suit and ties, but also has undergone great changes in his temperament.

When he was in Pan Yu, Niu Xiong followed Cheng Fada and was at best a "gold medal thug". He looked fierce and evil, like a bully on TV. But now, he exudes the style of a senior person.

"Ahem, are you... Niu Xiong?" Master Luo had to confirm.

When Niu Xiong heard this, he laughed: "Of course it's me!" Then he looked at himself, "How is it, has it changed a lot?"

"It's not just a big change, it's a big change!" Master Luo was amazed.

Mao Youwang next to him was also staring at Niu Xiong in surprise. He also knew Niu Xiong. Now it seems that in addition to being tall and physique, he also has no difference from the previous Niu Xiong, and he gives people the feeling of a successful person.

"Haha, it's all for Mr. Song... After staying in Hong Kong for a long time, people will change." Niu Xiong said with a smile, and then hurriedly made an invitation posture: "After saying so much, don't waste time. Let's get in the car and talk slowly--and also, Mr. Song has arranged a place for you to stay. I'll send you over to take a shower and change your clothes later. Wanxin International is about to officially open today. Mr. Song calls all of you, such a great hero, to come to Hong Kong. It is probably a big move!"

Niu Xiong said as he walked over and helped the two of them open the car door.

Seeing Niu Xiong like this, Master Luo and Mao Youwang couldn't help but sigh again. You know, Niu Xiong was a celebrity in front of Cheng Fada and the second-in-command on his side. But now he is just helping Song Zhichao drive, but he seems to be very satisfied.

In fact, if Master Luo and Mao Youwang knew that just helping Song Zhichao drive, Niu Xiong would receive millions of red envelopes at one time, making him a veritable millionaire, I'm afraid many people would rush to be this driver.

There was a small episode when I got in the car.

In the driver's instinct and kindness, Niu Xiong wanted to help Mao Youwang carry his suitcase.

But Mao Youwang immediately hugged the suitcase in his arms and said nervously: "I can just take this thing myself."

Niu Xiong didn't know what treasure was inside, but since Mao Youwang refused to touch it himself, Niu Xiong smiled very consciously and ignored it.

After getting into the car, Master Luo lay comfortably on the seat and pounded his lame leg with his hands.

Mao Youwang held the box tightly, as if he was holding the closest baby, and never relaxed for a moment.
Chapter completed!