After finishing the bargain-hunting plan, Chu Heng didn't take a break. He started socializing everywhere the next day. Today he had a drink with someone, and tomorrow he went bowling and rode a horse for five bucks. He was very busy.
Very happy.
But this is disrespectful.
Chu Heng was always embarrassed to be invited, so three days later, he set up a large table at the Mandarin Hotel and invited all the Hong Kong government officials and wealthy businessmen who were familiar with him, and specially invited Cheng Xizhang.
Spoon.
At five o'clock in the evening, the sky is filled with sunset.
In a very private box in the Mandarin Hall, Chu Heng met people such as Chief Secretary Terrence Irving, Fiscal Justice Reed Schroeder, and Police Commissioner Hank Mack on Hong Kong Island during this period.
Jill, Lu Le, Lan Gang and others are basically here at this moment. They all look well-dressed on the surface, but if you have to dig open and take a look, the hearted ones are not what humans should have, they are either wolves or dogs.
of!
Let's put it this way, if the Hong Kong government established the Independent Commission Against Corruption in advance and arrested everyone in this house, Hong Kong Island would be half quiet...
As the only person at this table... well, Chu Heng, a good person, wore a white suit and a pair of flat gold mirrors today. He looked gentle, elegant, and very approachable.
At this moment, he was holding a glass of red wine, Shi Shiran stood up, smiled and gestured to the guests who were whispering and chatting: "Friends, I suggest that for today's gathering, let's have a drink!"
"cheers!"
Everyone was very considerate and toasted to him one after another.
After finishing a glass of wine, Owen poked a piece of meat with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and praised: "Oh my God, Chu, what's the name of this dish? It's really delicious.
Got it!"
Chu Heng looked at the dish he was eating, thought about it carefully, and introduced: "This is called... oil-fried chicken slices. As for oil-fried chicken slices, you may not think that it uses simple ingredients, but it is a test of skill.
, I bet there is no one in Hong Kong who can make it as delicious as mine!"
"Really? Then I want to try it." Hearing this, the guys couldn't help but started to taste the dish out of curiosity.
Needless to say, the results were praised repeatedly, and then everyone tried other dishes on Chu Heng's recommendation, and they were also full of praise, giving great recognition to Cheng Xi's cooking skills.
After eating and drinking like this for a while, Lu Le suddenly put down his chopsticks and chatted with Chu Heng who was sitting next to him with a smile: "Mr. Chu, when we rode horses together last time, didn't you say you wanted to buy a horse? Have you found one?"
"I looked at a few horses, but I didn't like them. They were either too strong or too gentle, and I didn't like them." Chu Heng shook his head.
Hearing this, a wealthy Chinese businessman with a horse farm next door interjected with a smile: "Mr. Chu, do you want to buy a horse? A group of good horses have come to my place recently, including a good Andalusian horse. Do you want to try it?"
try?"
Chu Heng looked interested: "Really? If I have time tomorrow, I will call you and go take a look together."
"Okay, then call a few more people and have a horse riding competition together." The wealthy businessman suggested.
Owen, who was eating a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, suddenly came over and winked: "If it comes to riding horses, I still have a say. Listen to me, friends, among all the horses I have ridden, this is my favorite.
They are Japanese horses, good and obedient, and very easy to ride."
"..."
"Mr. Owen, are you talking about horses?" Lu Le was a little confused.
"Ah? Are you really talking about horses? Oh, God, you are so boring. A bunch of men are talking about this kind of thing together?" Owen looked surprised.
"Damn it, Owen, why do you always talk about this kind of thing every time I chat with you?" McGill looked over speechlessly.
"Indeed, this guy can always take the topic astray." Schroeder nodded sympathetically, then seemed to suddenly remember something, turned to look at Irving, his eyes flickered a few times, and asked in a low voice: "Say
Thinking about this, I remembered a rumor. Some people said that you have become particularly powerful because of something you ate. Is this true? "
Most of the people present here were old men, and they had heard rumors about this recently, so they all turned their eyes over and showed great interest.
Chu Heng glanced at them and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Don't listen to nonsense."
Irving was once told by Chu Heng not to spread rumors, so he denied it: "I am so fierce to begin with, it has nothing to do with what I ate!"
"Come on, my friend, don't I know what you are like? Salisa told me that you only have three minutes!" Schroeder rolled his eyes at him and pulled him to continue.
Follow-up question: "Tell me, what exactly did you eat?"
"No, it means no." Owen pushed him away and looked sideways: "But, Schroeder, why do you keep asking this? Do you..."
"I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense, he's a friend of mine." Schroeder hurriedly shook his head in denial, then stopped asking and turned back to chat with someone else.
The others couldn't help but frown when they saw this.
Everyone is aware of Owen's problem, but now it has suddenly become more violent, and I heard that he can easily fight against two people. You can figure it out with your butt, he must have eaten something or done something!
But this guy didn't want to say it, which made these people feel anxious.
Looking at the looks of these people, Chu Heng smiled even more happily.
For these old men, tiger whip wine is a very good communication tool, but he doesn't plan to share it yet. He wants to cover the news tightly first, and then release it bit by bit to let them understand.
How rare and precious it is, so that he can earn favors, right?
"Squeak!"
At this time, the door of the box suddenly opened, and A Dong walked in quietly and said in Chu Heng's ear: "Mr. Chu, there is news about the thing you asked me to pay attention to."
"Oh?" Chu Heng's eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly stood up and took him to the corner outside the door. He looked around cautiously before asking, "Tell me, where are you?"
"I just received news from the port, saying that the Bonner will arrive at the port tonight and leave for Xiao Baga early tomorrow morning." A Dong said quickly.
"Finally here!"
Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then cursed: "The broken boat looks like a damn bastard! It took more than a month to walk like this!"
The reason why he did this was because the last thing he had to do was related to the freighter named Bonner.
Wasn't this kid so bold as to steal three processing centers from Citigroup and prepare to send them back to China?
At that time, he borrowed the convenience of the portable warehouse to carry the things back directly. But after he returned, if others asked how he got it back, he couldn't explain it to them like this, right?
Shouldn't he be sliced into pieces?
So in order to find a reasonable explanation, he focused on the ocean freighter Bonner.
The ship departed from the Port of Seattle the day after Chu Heng left Citigroup and happened to pass through Hong Kong.
And his plan was to wait for the ship to arrive at the port, then contact the country and ask them to find a ship to pick up the goods. Then he would wait until he got home. If anyone asked, he would blame the Bonner and say it was
Pay money to bribe people on the ship to transport it back.
As for whether anyone will doubt it.
Who has anything wrong with doubting this?
Those three machining centers are the focus, okay?
How could you not take care of those three treasures and come here to check them instead?