"Chief, Mu Xiaohu has arrived, and he has a child with him."
"Oh, they're here, hey... Didn't I say, let them in directly when they come, no need to report."
The soldier smiled and shook his head. These soldiers were loyal to him and would not compromise on their orders.
"Yes, Chief!"
The other person stood up and turned around to leave.
After a while, Mu Xiaohu came in with Liu Lang.
"Xiaowu, come on, have a glass of wine!"
When the greasy-headed man saw Mu Xiaohu, he hurriedly greeted him with a glass of wine.
"Second Huo, this wine tastes boring. Third brother, where's your bottle of Maotai? Come on, fill it up for him!"
Mu Xiaohu waved his hand and blocked the wine offered by the other party.
"No, no, no, if you let me drink just once, my life will be ruined!"
The other party was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly.
"Third brother, have you seen it? This is Liu Lang, the prodigy I told you. There is nothing in the world that he doesn't know. He wants to tear my Mercedes-Benz apart when he sees it!"
Mu Xiaohu pulled Liu Lang forward.
"You are little friend Liu Lang. I have long admired your name. I have admired your name for a long time. My name is Wang Zhendong."
The soldier stood up, walked over to Liu Lang and stretched out his hand.
Wang Zhendong? This man is probably Wang Xianzhen’s son.
Liu Lang raised his head and looked at him. This Wang Zhendong was completely different from Mu Xiaohu. Mu Xiaohu was a standard "dandy" who usually had nothing to do. According to the old saying in the capital, he was a "stubborn leader" who refused to obey anyone.
Not angry, of course, no one dared to find trouble with him, even if he was a "recalcitrant", he would still be the head of the "recalcitrant".
Wang Zhendong's background is similar to Mu Xiaohu's, but his aura is completely different. Standing there with his back straight, he looked like he had been a soldier, and he had an evil aura that was very similar to the Li Tie Liu Lang had seen before.
, this shows that the other party has probably been on the battlefield and even killed the enemy with his own hands.
"Hello, Brother Wang!"
Liu Lang stretched out his hand and shook it.
"Brother Wang?"
Wang Zhendong couldn't help but smile when he heard the other party's name. He was probably older than Liu Lang's parents because his son was already thirteen or fourteen years old this year. It was very "embarrassing" for the other party to call him eldest brother.
, but he was not angry, and no one would be angry with a four or five-year-old child.
"If I call him Brother Mu, of course I will also call you Brother Wang. There's nothing wrong with that!"
Liu Lang saw what the other party was thinking and explained.
"Haha, Xiaowu, have you seen it? It's because you have lowered our seniority!"
What Liu Lang said made Wang Zhendong and others laugh.
"Third brother, don't look at this little guy, he has a very wicked mind."
After seeing Liu Lang's "all kinds of magic", Mu Xiaohu didn't care anymore.
"Kid Liu Lang, my name is Huo Tianhuan,"
The greasy-headed man also walked up to Liu Lang and stretched out his hand.
"A native of Guangdong Province, Huo Tianhuan?"
Of course Liu Lang knew this person, he was not very famous, but his father Huo Yinghao was very famous, I am afraid everyone in the country didn't know about him.
Huo Yinghao is a rich man in Hong Kong Island, and he is also the one closest to the mainland among the rich people in Hong Kong Island. He has three sons. This is the second son in front of him, and the most famous one is probably his brother Huo Tianting. This Huo Tianting
Ting later became the head of the Hong Kong Island Olympic Committee and contributed a lot to the sports development of Hong Kong Island.
The Huo family has deep feelings for the country and sincerely supports the country. Unlike some big families who make money from the country while secretly causing trouble, there is no problem for the Huo family to sit together with the Wang family and the Mu family.
"Hello, Brother Huo!"
Liu Lang "treats everyone equally" and calls each other "big brother".
"My name is Sun Huaren, and I am a lawyer... Liu Lang, children, you can call me Brother Sun."
Finally, the young man came over and shook Liu Lang's hand.
"Liu Lang, do you know what a lawyer is?"
Mu Xiaohu on the side immediately asked, "The "elevator" problem just now did not trouble the other party, but now there is another opportunity.
"Brother Mu, our country has a lawyer profession in ancient times. It's just that every lawyer in Hong Kong must wear a hood, but they are in the same profession as our lawyers!"
"Kid Liu Lang, how do you know this?"
Sun Huaren was shocked.
"Wait a minute, what does he mean? A hood?"
At this time, neither Mu Xiaohu nor Wang Zhendong understood.
"Of course you don't know, because you haven't watched Hong Kong TV series!"
Liu Lang thought to himself.
"That's right, British judges and lawyers all wear yellow wigs and hoods to show the dehumanized justice of the law, and we... no, the judiciary in Hong Kong Island inherits the British tradition, so naturally it is the same.
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Sun Huaren hurriedly explained.
"Then you will take it too?"
Mu Xiaohu asked immediately.
"Bring it with you, as long as you go to court!"
As the other party spoke, he took out a wig from the leather bag he carried with him.
"What kind of bullshit tradition do you think you're like a fairy if you wear this?"
Mu Xiaohu glanced at it and said disdainfully.
"Yes, yes, I feel awkward too...!"
Sun Huaren nodded in agreement, and then carefully put the wig back into his bag.
"Brother Xiaohu, what you said is wrong. The country is now negotiating with the British, and the Hong Kong Island issue will soon be resolved. In the future, when Hong Kong Island returns, dealing with them will be inevitable. We must be familiar with their various cultures now.
, Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle. Brother Wang, you are a soldier. You think I am right!"
"Well, well, yes, yes, Liu Lang, you are right!"
Wang Zhendong nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and his understanding of Liu Lang improved again.
"Wow! Is this still a four or five-year-old child?"
Huo Tianhuan was also shocked and blurted out in Cantonese. Neither Wang Zhendong nor Mu Xiaohu understood what he said, but Liu Lang immediately answered in Cantonese: "Age is not a problem, the key is what is your ideal?"
"What? Liu Lang, can you speak Cantonese?"
Mu Xiaohu's eyes widened.
"I can even speak foreign languages, so what does the language of my own country count?"
Liu Lang said directly.
In Liu Lang's class, there was a classmate from Guangdong Province. He often asked him for advice on Cantonese, and it took him just over a month to basically master it. Even though he was not as fluent as a Cantonese person, he could still listen to ordinary people.
Said there was no problem.
“It’s amazing!”
Several people praised it repeatedly.
"You're really good. Okay, I'll ask you one last question. Do you know what this bottle of wine is? If you can answer it, I'll accept it!"
Mu Xiaohu also got angry and pointed at the bottle of foreign wine on the table. He didn't believe that Liu Lang knew everything.
"I don't understand foreign wine...hmm!"
Of course Liu Lang didn't know about foreign wine, but he immediately laughed when he saw the label on the bottle of wine.