As soon as Avima left, Anna followed her upstairs. It seemed that both of them were quite familiar with Sir Liao.
Chu Heng glanced at the two of them. He didn't know who Sir Liao was. He didn't join in the fun. He waved his hand and left Taibai Seafood Restaurant with a group of employees who could barely walk.
, and then a group of people dispersed like birds and beasts.
"Be careful on the road."
"Bye, Brother Aheng."
"Liberation, hold on to Xiaobao, give me a piece of rubbish snack, and drink more wine until you are like this."
"well."
After everyone left, Chu Heng also led Cen Hao into the car and took him to the bathhouse that he had been thinking about for a long time.
After taking a bath, scrubbing, pedicure, and going upstairs, they drank tea and rested for a while. After this routine, the two brothers didn't return to the Hilton until it was almost dark.
"I'm going to take a nap, remember to call me at eight o'clock."
After coming back, Chu Heng, who had not yet adapted to the jet lag, took off his clothes and got into bed, ready to have a good sleep and recharge his batteries before continuing to hang out at Du Laozhi Nightclub in the evening.
"Let's sleep in your bed." Cen Hao lay lazily on the bed, watching TV intermittently.
"Jingle bell."
After a while, the room phone rang.
Chu Heng, who was sleeping deeply, frowned and opened his eyes, looking angrily at Cen Hao who had just answered the phone.
"Um!"
"good."
"Um."
After humming a few times, Cen Hao hung up the phone and said to him: "Master Chu, it's that little foreign woman named Becky who is looking for you. She wants to invite you to a party tonight at seven o'clock at Henry's Restaurant."
"The little foreign lady is quite well informed!"
Chu Heng looked at the time and saw that it was already six o'clock. Although he was very reluctant, he still had no choice but to sit up. He smoked another cigarette to wake up, put on his clothes and went downstairs with Cen Hao, and took the bus towards the destination.
And go.
He is about to buy a property on Hong Kong Island, and he may have to rely on the help of Becky and other second-generation people in the future.
Chu Heng yawned all the way. When they arrived, almost all the people attending the party had arrived, and there were quite a lot of them.
In addition, Becky, Elena, Yoni and others who could be counted among the circle basically came. After Chu Heng came over, he was immediately warmly welcomed by all the women present, while the men kept wailing. With this guy here,
They were going to be upstaged again tonight.
Immediately, a group of people started drinking and chatting. When it was almost over, they went to a bar specially opened for foreign devils to have a party. They kept going until late at night before the Chu Heng brothers returned to the hotel.
After washing and rinsing, Cen Hao, who went to the bathroom to repair the sewer line with the three foreign ladies, got into bed with exhaustion, and soon he was snoring like thunder.
But Chu Heng didn't sleep. In the dark room, he held a cigarette in his hand and stood quietly in front of the window, staring in the direction of the Mandarin Hotel. His eyes flickered, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.
No smile.
…
The next day, the sun was shining brightly and there was no cloud in the sky.
Chu Heng, who had nothing to do for the time being, planned to visit Qingyuan and the others, so after eating outside in the morning, he found out the contact information of his brother that the old man had left before he left, and dialed the number from the front desk phone.
"Dudu!"
"Hello!"
Listening to the rather shrill female voice coming from the phone, Chu Heng cleared his throat and asked: "Hello, is this Mr. Guiqiang's house?"
"Yeah, who are you?"
"Oh, I am a fellow from Qingyuan. Is he here with you?"
"Fellow fellow? Why are you looking for him?"
"Nothing, I just happened to be here on business and wanted to visit him."
"Please pay a visit, they are all beggars..." The woman muttered in a low voice, and then said to the phone: "Now, I told you to remember an address. No. 18, Sai Yeung Choi Street, which is near Shek Kip Mei.
Well, their whole family lives there."
"Oh, okay, thank you." Chu Heng quickly found a note to write down.
"Crack!"
The other person immediately hung up the phone impatiently, as if if he said any more rude words, his ass would be ruined.
Chu Heng didn't care either. If he approached him so recklessly, anyone would think he was here to ask for money. It was normal for him to have a bad attitude.
So after writing down the address, he went upstairs to get some things, and then took Cen Hao in the hotel car and set off.
The car sped along and soon arrived at the pier. Then we took a boat across the sea with the car and people, and landed at the Tsim Sha Tsui pier. After asking around all the way, we found Sai Yeung Choi Street after a lot of effort.
"Didi!"
"Make way, jump into the street!"
When the car reached the intersection, it was blocked. A water tanker was parked on the street. A large group of people were waiting in line to fetch water with buckets. The whole street was blocked by crowds of people.
Strictly.
With the rapid increase in the permanent population, the water shortage problem in Hong Kong Island has become more and more serious. If people want to drink water, they can only queue up and spend money to buy it. It has become normal.
Chu Heng was already used to this. He peeked out of the car window and saw how serious the traffic jam was, so he asked the driver to stop and wait. He got out of the car with Cen Hao carrying his things and squeezed in on foot.
The crowd entered Sai Yeung Choi Street.
Not long after.
The two of them came to the middle of the street, and a sudden fragrance hit their nostrils. Chu Heng sniffed hard, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly looked around, and soon found a roast duck restaurant called Awen not far away.
He licked his lips in surprise and said, "Oh, I didn't expect that there is a place selling braised roast duck on Hong Kong Island. The taste is quite authentic!"
"It's a bit like the ones from Biianfang." Cen Hao couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said quickly: "Shall I buy two?"
"You're buying shit, it's already on that guy's territory, why should we spend our own money? How stupid!" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him, then looked at the roast duck restaurant, and then led Cen Hao to No. 18.
This is a scented paper shop. Judging from the sign, its business scope is quite wide. It not only sells ingot candles, but also provides fortune telling and feng shui.
"The old man has arrived and picked up this feudal waste."
Chu Heng glanced at it for a few times, then opened the door with a smile and wandered in.
There were no customers in the store at this time, except Qingyuan's eldest son Na Daohui, who was sitting behind a table inside and reading the Book of Changes boredly.
Hearing someone coming in, he quickly put down his book and said, "Buy...Hengzi!!!"
Seeing that the visitor turned out to be Chu Heng, the great benefactor of the family who was thousands of miles away, Na Daohui stood up in surprise, and suddenly became inexplicably excited. He hurriedly walked out from behind the table, quickly stepped forward and hugged him hard: "
Why did you come to Hong Kong Island?"
"Haha, come here for business." Chu Heng was also very happy to see his old friend again. After looking at Daohui up and down for a few times, he asked with a smile: "How are you here, brother?"
"Thanks to you, everything is fine!" Na Daohui quickly pulled Chu Heng and the others inside to sit down. After pouring them a glass of water, he didn't even bother to be polite and hurriedly left: "You guys sit down first.
I'll call the old man. If he knew you were coming, he might be so happy."
