fictionpage Chapter 84 Traffic Jam
Chapter 84 Traffic Jam
The sky was getting dark.
As the lights gradually came on, this bustling city of Hong Kong lit up, like a concrete beast awakening.
Ah Ming drove the Mazda through the city, arriving at Tsim Sha Tsui, where skyscrapers and bustling activity abounded.
Ah Ming gripped the steering wheel and sighed with emotion, "If only we could be like Grandpa and Fat Tong, and have a foothold in Yau Ma Tei someday."
Wu Tianyao looked out the window at the flashing neon lights and said, "What's the rush? Take your time, it'll happen eventually."
He called out to Ah Ming, "Drive slower, the younger brother's car behind can't keep up."
"I'm afraid of being late..."
To get from Sham Shui Po to Sai Wan, you either need to take a ferry from Kowloon, but cars are not allowed to cross.
You can only drive to Kwun Tong first, then take the Hung Hom Cross-Harbour Tunnel to North Point, and then follow the Central Link all the way there.
Fook Lam Moon is located on Queen's Road West, near the main thoroughfare.
Fu Lin Men has a good location.
You can see both the distant sea and a corner of Victoria Harbour.
"What's the rush?"
Wu Tianyao said nonchalantly, "It's been a long time since I've been here. Let's enjoy the night view. I'm worried about my beat-up car causing an accident."
Ah Ming instantly understood and slowed down his car.
Good fortune arrives at the door.
Ah Bao stood outside smoking, glancing occasionally at the Rolex gold watch on his wrist, muttering about why Wu Tianyao hadn't come over yet.
Since reaching an agreement with Weng Jinghe, I have obtained the right to inspect the new beauties.
Ah Bao's mindset changed completely; he immediately replaced his old, shabby Citizen watch with a Rolex gold watch.
New Beauty Nightclub.
At least 50,000 yuan in venue fees will be in your pocket each month.
and so.
Of course, the first thing to do is to wear a gold watch and start waving it around.
Ah Bao finished another cigarette and finally saw Wu Tianyao get out of the car.
Ah Ming tossed his car keys to the valet and then pulled out a large gold bull, prompting the valet to express his gratitude repeatedly.
"Ah... Brother Yao."
Abao instinctively wanted to call out to Ayao, but remembering the scolding he received from Wu Tianyao last time, he could only call out to Brother Yao, "Grandpa has arrived."
at the moment.
Today is not what it used to be.
Wu Tianyao is no longer the 49-year-old who followed the good-for-nothing Fei Kun, but a big red stick in the gang who opened his own branch.
Wu Tianyao ignored A Bao as always.
Ah Bao was a little embarrassed, especially with his underlings watching around him.
Wu Tianyao didn't even look at him, frowning and snapping, "What are you standing there for? Lead the way!"
"good!"
Ah Bao's expression stiffened, and he led the way.
Within the organization, people may say that there is no distinction between big and small, but rules are rules, and status ultimately prevails.
He's still just a lowly clerk who hasn't even been officially employed yet.
Inside the private room.
Weng Jinghe chatted with Zi Huaxin, Dan Ta, and Fei Tang, glancing at the Black Water Ghost: "Who is this Wu Tianyu? Why are so many of us waiting for him?"
Fei Tong laughed and said, "It's a long way from Sham Shui Po."
Of the three—Zi Huaxin, Dan Ta, and Fei Tang—Fei Tang preferred Wu Tianyao.
Tasha got his position smoothly thanks to him; otherwise, he would have been afraid he wouldn't be able to keep Tasha by his side if he hadn't been promoted for so long.
Weng Jinghe was arrogant and domineering. Although he had wealth, he lacked the mindset of a businessman: "Choose a run-down place like Sham Shui Po."
Wu Tianyao came in.
Grandpa.
Wu Tianyao greeted them, sat down in his seat, glanced at Weng Jinghe, then looked away, holding his teacup: "Sorry, there was traffic on the way."
Weng Jinghe sat next to Zi Huaxin, a position that showed how important he was.
Wu Tianyao merely glanced at him without greeting him, which annoyed him: "Traffic jam? What kind of car are you driving?"
Mazda.
"Hey, everyone sitting here drives a BMW or a Mercedes, and you drive a Mazda, no wonder you're stuck in traffic!"
Weng Jinghe curled his lip, speaking with the air of a nouveau riche: "You drive a Mazda, you have no right to attend today's dinner."
Wu Tianyao listened to Weng Jinghe's words, but instead of getting angry, he smiled slightly and continued drinking his tea.
This was my first time meeting Weng Jinghe.
Wu Tianyao really wanted to find out what kind of person he was.
Tell Ah Ming to drive slowly on the way and arrive a little late to see if he makes a sound. You can learn a lot from such a small thing.
did not expect.
Weng Jinghe actually spoke up.
You can basically tell his level of competence from his words.
"You think you can keep us waiting this long?! Have you no shame?"
Weng Jinghe continued cursing, scolding, "What's so great about driving this beat-up Mazda? Just take the ferry from Kowloon!"
He was one of the first drivers to work alongside Zihua Xin, and he also had his father help Zihua Xin with his work, which led to his success in Mexico.
and so.
Now that he's back, even someone like Egg Tart, who's practically an uncle to him, will be all smiles and asking him for help.
Wu Tianyao, a newly appointed official, was someone I'd never even heard of.
So what if it's the bottom line? Weng Jinghe didn't care at all.
The group of people, including Zihua and Xin, raised the corners of their mouths slightly upon hearing Weng Jinghe's words, but none of them uttered a sound.
Wu Tianyao glanced at Weng Jinghe, then put down his teacup.
Behind.
Ah Ming immediately came up and poured him another cup of tea.
"Splash!"
The tea leaves splashed into the cup with a soft, rippling sound.
Wu Tianyao looked at the teacup.
He had a general understanding of Weng Jinghe.
original.
Wu Tianyao thought that when he returned this time to open his own nightclub, he would be a shrewd and cunning tycoon who would be pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Now it seems...
A loser is still a loser; wealth hasn't made him any smarter.
soon.
The tea is already eight-tenths full.
Wu Tianyao tapped his finger on the table.
Ah Ming picked up the teapot and collected the tea.
Wu Tianyao held the teacup, blew on it to warm it, glanced at Weng Jinghe, then looked away, his eyes lowered, and began to sip his tea.
Behind.
Ah Ming immediately rushed over.
He reached out and grabbed Weng Jinghe by the collar, pulling him up from his seat: "Who do you think you are, picking that star? Who gives you the right to speak to my boss like that?!"
Weng Jinghe was pulled by A Ming, who tightened his shirt around his neck, his face flushed red and the veins on his neck were prominent, clearly in shock.
"How dare you!"
The egg tart slammed its hand on the table immediately.
Ah Bao reacted even faster; how could he let his sugar daddy take action?
He acted as if he had seen excrement, immediately rushing to protect his master.
He grabbed Ah Ming's right wrist with his left hand, and then reached out with his right hand to press Ah Ming's neck.
Ah Ming pushed Weng Jinghe away and flicked Ah Bao's hand away with his right hand.
At the same time, he retracted his right hand, bent his elbow, and delivered a heavy elbow strike to A Bao's chest.
That elbow strike was quite severe.
Ah Bao quickly raised his hand to block, but the blow landed heavily on his arm. The impact caused him to stagger backward, his arm aching, and he didn't get the better of Ah Bao.
"Ah Ming!"
Wu Tianyao then spoke up at just the right moment, scolding, "What are you doing? No respect for your elders! Come back here!"
Zi Huaxin's face darkened, and he snapped, "Ah Yao, is this how you discipline your subordinates?!"
He slammed his hand on the table, his voice low, "You've really put on a show of power, daring to beat up even a distinguished guest. Now, won't he even dare to beat me?!"
Wu Tianyao lit a cigarette and held it in his hand: "Old Ding, A-Ming didn't do anything wrong."
"Ah Ming has already restrained himself. If this were Qingshan Road, he would have been cut down by now."
He curled his lip: "Who is he? What qualifications does he have to talk to a nobody like me?"