Tom was knocked unconscious by Cao Weidong's heroic momentum of spending a lot of money.
He was stunned for a moment and finally came to his senses.
The man in front of me is a very wealthy man.
You must not offend yourself.
Normally, because the price of Suite No. 1 is so expensive, not many people in the entire Hong Kong City can afford it, so it has always been vacant.
That is to say, those famous second sons and rich buddies in Hong Kong City would occasionally come over to rent for a day or two in order to pretend to be flirty with girls.
But the Lord in front of me is different.
They rent it for three months at a time!
If he lets this business go, the boss will come over and kill him immediately.
Tom considered the stakes in his mind and quickly made a decision.
He suppressed his excitement and spoke in a fluent British accent.
"Sir, please go this way. I will take you to Suite No. 1 now."
The lobby manager hesitated a little, then came to Tom's side and whispered.
"Mr. Tom, if Mr. Ouyang comes to see you then..."
Tom frowned and said impatiently.
"Just say that guest room No. 1 has been reserved by someone, and pay him three times the deposit. Send him away and don't let him bother our most distinguished guest."
.......
In the 1960s, the Mandarin Hotel was one of the landmarks of Hong Kong City.
There is only one presidential suite in the entire hotel.
The name is [Mandarin Suite].
It is also commonly known as [Suite No. 1] and [Tianzi Suite].
This suite is on the top floor of the Mandarin Hotel, with an exclusive elevator and independent elevator lobby.
The decoration in the suite combines classic and modern.
It has a living room, a large dining room that can accommodate 12 people, a study room, a guest bathroom, a master bedroom suite and three servant rooms.
In addition, there is a luxurious bathroom decorated with marble in the master bedroom suite.
The bathroom is equipped with a round bathtub, where guests can take a bath and relax while enjoying the scenery outside the window.
The living room area has floor-to-ceiling windows and a private terrace.
Looking out from here.
You can directly overlook the scenery of the entire Hong Kong City Central.
In addition to these hardware indicators, the hotel also provides guests staying in Suite No. 1 with 24-hour butlers, limousine transfers, catering and other luxury services.
After listening to Tom's introduction, Lou Xiao'e was so shocked that she was speechless.
You're not staying in a hotel here, you're clearly here to experience the emperor's luxurious life.
Cao Weidong behaved very calmly.
He put little Siqiao on the ground, patted his little head and said.
"Let's play."
The little guy got off Cao Weidong's arms, his eyes flashing with exploration and curiosity, and he staggered around the room.
Lou Xiao'e followed behind with a worried look on her face, fearing that her son would fall.
Cao Weidong is still very satisfied with the environment here.
He said to Tom.
"That's it, dinner will be ready later and delivered directly."
Tom bowed like a gentleman and said.
"No problem, here is this gentleman. I will take you to the guest room."
Because Tom spoke in English, Shi Man did not understand, so Cao Weidong acted as the translator, and then Shi Man was placed in the guest room.
After cleaning up, Cao Weidong finally sat on the sofa and breathed a heartfelt sigh of relief.
He looked at Lou Xiao'e and Lou Sidong playing on the private terrace, and suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction. He felt that this life was like this, and it was good to have his wife and children by his side.
But soon, Cao Weidong drove this idea out of his mind and forced himself to think about it.
Regardless of whether he wanted it or not, the port city at that time was an extremely cruel duel ground. The winner took all, and the loser was forced to become "nutrition", squeezing himself and supplying the other party.
He is not alone now.
Xu Aiguo and Chen Xueru stayed in Shekou Commune waiting for them.
Ding Qiunan, the adoptive father and mother who stayed in Tongquan City, and the Zhenhua Energy Plant he founded.
There are also relatives and friends in Sijiu City.
They are all waiting for me.
Now there is only one way before Cao Weidong.
Continuously accumulate wealth!
Improve social status!
Become a master!
Only in this way can he become a trendsetter of the times in the magnificent golden age in the future, and help those he loves and those who love him, and contribute to the development of the motherland.
Cao Weidong thought about it and felt that the current top priority is to quickly integrate into the high-end social circles of Hong Kong City, accumulate contacts, and prepare for starting a business.
It's just that although he has spent a lot of money, he is an industrialist who went to Hong Kong City to look for investment opportunities.
However, if you rashly spend a large amount of money, it is still easy to be targeted by interested people.
At that time, it may cause some unnecessary trouble.
So Cao Weidong needs a suitable and decent job as a cover.
After some deliberation, Cao Weidong decided on his career.
Writer!
Through writing, you can quickly accumulate wealth and popularity.
And there is too much ink in his belly.
Don’t be afraid of not being able to produce good works.
Anyway, just be a copywriter.
A large number of articles in the world.
There is no shame in this.
.......
The first thing Cao Weidong did after checking into Suite No. 1 was to ask the lobby manager to sort out the newspapers and periodicals of the past month in Hong Kong City and deliver them to Suite No. 1.
The next period of time is spent reading.
Through these newspapers and periodicals, Cao Weidong had a general understanding of the development of the Hong Kong literary world.
Because the British Hong Kong government did not support the literary career in Hong Kong out of governance considerations, classical literature gradually declined.
But the people’s demand for literature still exists.
Therefore, many literary works have flowed into the public and began to cater to the needs of ordinary people.
In this general environment, it has promoted the trend of commercial development of Hong Kong literature.
In this colony where money rules everything and does not support cultural undertakings, if you want to support yourself with a pen, the only way out is to compromise with the public as buyers.
Writers write whatever readers like to read.
Therefore, popular novels in Hong Kong and Taiwan follow the principle of capitalist supply and demand, take the buyer as the foothold, and try their best to satisfy the curiosity of readers who have money and leisure.
Among them, newspapers and magazines in Hong Kong City most typically reflect this.
Because they are carriers of culture and organizations that make money.
Against this trend and background, the literature in Hong Kong City can be said to be the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing his or her own magical powers.
In the 1950s and 1960s, after fierce competition, a group of new martial arts novels appeared in society.
The characteristic of this type of novel is that it integrates Chinese and Western cultures, with special emphasis on the inheritance of traditional Chinese culture.
For example, it praises the patriotism and love of heroes and heroes, and it also praises the beauty of human nature, condemns the evil of human nature, and affirms new values and new principles of life.
In short, it has a certain depth of philosophy of life.
Martial arts novels flourish in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
The outstanding ones among them are naturally none other than Mr. Jin, Gu, Wen and Liang.
In addition, there are writers such as Bi Lu, Meng Jun, Gao Lu, Dong Qianli, Jin Dongfang, etc. They also have many popular works, which are widely spread in Hong Kong through print media.
It can be said that martial arts novels have influenced several generations of people in mainland China.
For those born in the 1960s and 1970s, martial arts novels are the only adult fairy tales after the reform, and they have a profound impact.
For those born in the 1980s and 1990s, film and television dramas adapted from martial arts novels were the spiritual food of their childhood.
There are two roads before Cao Weidong.
One is to join the genre of martial arts novels, and the other is to subvert the genre of martial arts novels.
"Martial arts novels flourished in the Jin Dynasty and ancient times. It can be said that one of them represents the pinnacle of the new martial arts genre in Hong Kong City, and the other is the swan song of the new martial arts genre in Taiwan. With such gems at the forefront, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to surpass them." p>
"This is the way this world is. If you can't be number one, sooner or later you will be lost to everyone else."
Cao Weidong felt that he had to find another way.
Only in this way can overtaking in corners be achieved.
But what subject matter should I write about?
Cao Weidong started thinking about it again.
In the 1970s, Mr. Jin stopped writing, and martial arts novels in Hong Kong entered a period of decline.
In the 1980s, the old man passed away, and martial arts novels in Taiwan almost disappeared.
Since then, youth novels, detective suspense novels, science fiction novels, fairy tale novels, etc. have successively flourished, each of which has been popular for a while and has had a great influence on society.
"Youth novels are not suitable for the current environment..."
"Detective suspense novels and science fiction novels, these two can be given up directly..."
Cao Weidong smiled bitterly.
Detective suspense novels originate from Europe and the United States and are popular in China, but they are not popular in China.
The main reason is that Foot Pot Chicken was deeply influenced by Europe and America at that time and fully accepted European and American culture.
At that time, China was deeply influenced by Mao Xiong, and spy and anti-special novels were prevalent.
In Hong Kong and Taiwan, as long as this kind of literary works are well written, there is still a market for them. Unfortunately, Cao Weidong's exposure to this type of books was relatively shallow in his previous life.
The only thing I can remember is maybe the ten deadly sins.
Science fiction novels are too advanced, and people may not be able to appreciate them based on their understanding at this time.
"So for me, writing fairy novels is the only way out."
"And there are many such literary works. In ancient times, there were Apotheosis of the Gods and Journey to the West. Later, there were Liaozhai and Notes from the Thatched Cottage. Now, there is also "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan", which is known as the most wonderful book in ancient and modern times!"
Cao Weidong slapped his thigh and finally decided that he wanted to write fairy novels!
"There is also a lot of content that can be written in Xianxia novels. As long as I update it quickly enough, the more content I write, I can definitely kill these martial arts novel writers."
Cao Weidong is gearing up to write an outline.
But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of banging on the door outside.
Cao Weidong was so noisy that he walked out of the study and asked.
"What's going on?"
Shi Man frowned and said with a cold face.
"Boss, there seems to be someone making trouble outside?"
"Trouble?"
Before Cao Weidong could react, there was a bang and the door of Suite No. 1 was violently smashed open.
Then a young man who looked a little bit arrogant came in with a group of people.
His eyes swept across the room and finally landed on Cao Weidong, curled his lips and said.
"You were the one who robbed my room?"
In just one sentence, Cao Weidong knew the identity of the other party.
The son of a Chinese detective in the Central and Western District.
The unlucky guy who was robbed of Suite No. 1 by himself.
Cao Weidong looked at the damaged door frame with a sullen expression on his face.
"Shi Man, call Tom over and let him handle it."
"Wait!"
The young man stood in front of Shi Man and shouted.
"Do you know who I am? My name is Ouyang Zhong. How dare you rob my room? Are you tired of living?"
"You think you are great because you have a few bad money? How dare you offend me? Do you believe that I will have you imprisoned?"
Shi Man frowned and looked back at Cao Weidong.
"Boss, would you like..."
He made a gesture.
Before Cao Weidong replied, Lou Xiao'e heard the noise and came over with Lou Sidong in her arms.
Ouyang Zhong's eyes lit up and a lewd smile appeared on his face.
"Boy, if you are sensible and let me play with this little lady, maybe I will let you go as soon as your uncle is happy..."
Nowadays, Hong Kong City still follows the laws of the Qing Dynasty and still retains the concubine system.
Therefore, Ouyang Zhong has no scruples in speaking so arrogantly and stubbornly.
Cao Weidong's face turned cold and he walked straight to Ouyang Zhong.
"If you can, can you say it again?"
Ouyang Zhong said disdainfully.
"Just say it, if you give this little lady to me, maybe I..."
Snap!
Before Ouyang Zhong could finish his words, he was interrupted by a slap in the face. He flew out sideways, and two of his teeth were knocked out.
Cao Weidong slowly took back his hand and said.
"You have such a bad mouth. Your damn father probably doesn't have time to take care of you. Today I will teach you a lesson on his behalf."
Ouyang Zhong's subordinates were stunned.
His face was full of disbelief.
You must know that Ouyang Zhong's father, Ouyang Shen, is one of the three Dahua detectives in the Central and Western District.
In the three-thirds of an acre of land in the Central and Western District, both black and white exist.
Relying on Ouyang Shen's limelight, Ouyang Zhong is used to being domineering. These younger brothers usually follow Ouyang Zhong and usually walk sideways.
I never expected that someone would dare to attack Ouyang Zhong.
Could it be that this guy named Cao Weidong is dying?
These boys were still wondering around. Cao Weidong didn't stop at all. He walked directly to Ouyang Zhong, picked him up by his collar, and used his other hand to shoot left and right.
He swore and cursed.
"Boy, I will teach you a lesson today so that you can learn to respect me."
Ouyang Zhong was slapped into a pig's head by Cao Weidong, with blood dripping from his lips and nose. He looked as miserable as he could.
The younger brothers suddenly realized this and ran over to stop Cao Weidong.
Shi Man was not happy.
You have forgotten me.
He stretched out his hand and hooked him, then followed up with a kick, sending a boy flying away.
Shi Man rubbed his nose and said with a sinister smile.
"Little guys, your opponent is me."
He is the king of soldiers, and his fighting skills are close to the limits of ordinary people. Once he gets serious, these younger brothers are naturally no match for him, and they will soon be beaten to pieces and lie on the ground groaning.
Ouyang Shen was stunned.
My mom.
Are these people so powerful?
He lost the arrogance he had at the beginning and kept begging for mercy.
Cao Weidong considered that the other party was the son of Inspector Hua, and there were many people here, so it was hard to really kill him, so he could only punish him with a small punishment but a big punishment.
So he sneered and threw Ouyang Zhong to the ground.
"Boy, are you convinced?"
Ouyang Zhong was completely frightened by the beating, holding a pig's head on his head, trembling, and said with a smile.
"I'm convinced... I'm convinced, grandpa... just treat me like a shit and let me go?"
Cao Weidong waved his hand.
Ouyang Zhongrumeng was granted amnesty.
Cao Weidong coughed.
Ouyang Zhong's knees softened and he knelt on the ground like a reflex.
"Grandpa, do you have any other instructions? Just tell me?"
"You have to fix this door for me."
Cao Weidong pointed to the broken door and said seriously.