"Dong dong dong, Lord Rowlands, the guests you invited have arrived."
"Invite them in."
"yes!"
The hotel's personal butler politely turned around and invited Lei Luo, Yan Xiong and Shi Zhijian to enter the presidential suite.
I originally thought that Lord Rowland was the only one in the room, but when the three of them went in, they found that Chen Zhichao was also there.
In front of a very simple tea table, the white-haired and energetic Lawrence was wearing a light blue casual Tang shirt and brewing Kung Fu tea with a steady posture.
Seeing the three people coming in, he said without raising his head: "You three, find a place to sit. This tea table is very big, and the tea will be ready."
Lei Luo sat down suspiciously.
Yan Xiong couldn't help but look at Chen Zhichao one more time.
Only Shi Zhijian sat down easily.
The Kadoorie family has been in Hong Kong for many years, and the family members have already become Chinese-speaking. Not only do they speak fluent Cantonese, but many of their living habits are the same as those of the locals.
In particular, Lord Rowlands, in addition to being a workaholic, is also keen on qigong and health preservation, rivaling that of Shao Tycoon.
Compared to Shao Daheng, Laurence also has a hobby of drinking Kung Fu tea, and he doesn't enjoy it without tea.
After a set of procedures, Lei Luo and the three of them all had a small cup of Kung Fu tea in front of them. The delicate tea cup was filled with a light fragrance, which was refreshing.
"Try it and see, this is the best Dahongpao." Lord Rowland made an invitation gesture.
Lei Luo picked up the tea cup.
Yan Xiong picked up the tea cup.
Chen Zhichao picked up the tea cup.
Shi Zhijian didn't move much.
Lawrence glanced at him, "Why don't you move?"
Shi Zhijian said: "I just drank Laojun Mei at Inspector Lei's house, and the taste of tea is still on my tongue. I am afraid that the two will conflict when they meet, and ruin the charm of this Dahongpao."
Lei Luo, Yan Xiong, and Chen Zhichao's eyes twitched, this is just a pretense!
Lawrence laughed, "You know tea, you have found your soulmate."
Lei Luo and the three of them looked at me and I looked at you. They didn't know whether they should drink this cup of tea or not, but they didn't know whether to put it down, so they took a sip and put it down.
Seeing that the teacups of the three of them were about to fall to the ground, Luo Lanshi suddenly looked at Yan Xiong and said, "Inspector Yan, Jiang Kun's matter----"
Yan Xiong was worried about this. When he heard this, he almost knocked over the tea cup he had just put down. He was about to explain that this matter had nothing to do with him and was all Shi Zhijian's sudden idea...
Lawrence continued: "I want to thank you!"
"Huh?" Yan Xiong wondered if he heard correctly.
Lei Luo also widened his eyes.
Although Lei Luo is Inspector Zonghua and dominates the world of black and white in Hong Kong, to put it bluntly, he is just a pawn in the hands of the rich and powerful.
If someone is willing, they can always spend money to sponsor a new detective for fun.
Therefore, a level like Rolandz's is simply beyond Lei Luo's reach.
What's more, in terms of status, in addition to being a famous super tycoon, he is also a famous royal lord, and his status is not trivial.
Therefore, Lei Luo was secretly prepared and had no choice but to sell Shi Zhijian.
Brothers, they are all for sale.
Although Lei Luo has sincere feelings for Shi Zhijian, he has already seen through the loyalty of the world. Only by protecting himself can he show loyalty and save his brothers.
"Lord Rowland, how do you say this?" As soon as Yan Xiong said the words, he felt that he was asking a stupid question.
Rowlands disagreed, "I want to thank you and Inspector Lei for helping me catch the arson suspect and saving my oil company from disaster."
Lei Luo and Yan Xiong had strange expressions on their faces.
"Inspector Chen told me that Inspector Lei received the tip, and Inspector Yan acted righteously to kill the family. This makes me extremely grateful."
Lei Luo and Yan Xiong looked at Chen Zhichao together, their expressions becoming even weirder.
Chen Zhichao touched his nose and looked at Shi Zhijian helplessly.
"This matter is of great importance. Inspector Chen has already found out that it turns out that local unscrupulous people in Tsuen Wan and collusion within the police station want to sabotage Texaco Oil Company and force the company to relocate."
Rowlands sighed, "Hey, when we first built the company in Tsuen Wan, we were blocked by the local people, saying that it was destroying the local Feng Shui. I know that Chinese people attach great importance to Feng Shui, but I didn't expect that this conflict would continue to this day.
…”
Lei Luo and Yan Xiong were confused and confused. Why was it different from the script they got?
Chen Zhichao looked at Shi Zhijian helplessly again.
Shi Zhijian calmly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and praised: "Good tea."
"No matter what, you have solved this matter properly, and I would like to thank you no matter what. For the time being, I would like to express my gratitude to you with this thin cup of tea, but I still hope you won't give up." Lawrence held up the tea cup and gestured to Lei Luo and others.
Lei Luo, Yan Xiong, and Chen Zhichao hurriedly picked up the teacups.
Shi Zhijian also picked up the tea cup.
Several people took a sip.
After everyone put down their teacups, Lawrence added: "Everyone is busy, so I'm grateful to be able to take the time to come here, and I don't dare to disturb you too much."
Lei Luo and others hurriedly stood up and said: "How dare you, we are also disturbing you."
This was followed by a series of pleasantries, and then everyone took their leave of Lord Rowlands.
Lawrence asked the hotel's personal butler to send everyone outside the guest room before waving goodbye.
…
Leave the presidential suite and enter the elevator.
Lei Luo was in a conflicted mood.
Yan Xiong was nervous and excited at the same time. He grabbed Chen Zhichao behind him and said, "Tell me, what on earth are you doing?"
Chen Zhichao patted Yan Xiong's hand and said, "Let go!" Then he said, "Ask him!" He pursed his lips at Shi Zhijian who followed him.
…
Inside the presidential suite.
A young ghost guy who looked like he was in his mid-twenties came out and sat down at the tea table.
Laurence was pouring himself a drink slowly.
The young man took the tea kettle and poured a cup for Lawrence, and then poured another cup for himself. Then he raised his head and asked, "Father, why are you doing this? You know that those people just colluded to set fire to us."
Company, not only did you not expose them, but you also protected them?"
Lawrence held the tea cup and smiled slightly, and said to his son Michael Kadoorie: "I just want to ask, is this good or bad for us?"
Michael thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't quite understand."
Lawrence sighed, this son still needs to learn, and is more than a little weaker than that young man.
“The Tsuen Wan Oil Company has been suffering from rat infestations for many years, so why has it refused to relocate?”
"Relocation requires relocation fees, which are huge, and none of the shareholders are willing to do so."
"Haha, you only know one thing but not the other." Rowlands shook his head, "The relocation fee is just an excuse, what's more important is the equity - what percentage of the shares does our family hold in the oil company?"
"Forty percent."
"That's right."
"What can we do if the company moves?" Luo Lanshi stared at his son, tempting him.
Mi Gao seemed to suddenly think of something, "Father, you are saying——"
