Codename Doctor, Moved to Hong Kong

Chapter 11 On the Self-cultivation of Actors
Zhang Chaoyang’s real age is 36 years old, but time has left no traces on his face. His superb skills and strong physical fitness keep his apparent age at 24 or 25 years old.

The difference in age between the two makes Zhang Chaoyang even more mature.

Countless eyes unconsciously fell on Zhang Chaoyang, especially the women. The moment they saw Zhang Chaoyang walk in, their eyes suddenly lit up.

They found their goal for today.

Zhang Chaoyang smiled slightly, picked up a glass of red wine, and without talking to anyone, found a sofa and sat down.

A good hunter often appears in the form of prey.

Zhang Chaoyang's appearance attracted a lot of people's attention, not just women, but also many men, who were whispering and inquiring about Zhang Chaoyang's identity.

Because everyone who comes here is a familiar face, even if they don’t interact with each other, they still recognize each other.

At this time, Chen Chuan had already separated from Zhang Chaoyang and hid aside to look for his goal, or to find his own happiness.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Chaoyang calmly took out an exquisite Romeo cigar from his arms.

For an occasion like today, Romeo cigars are more suitable, which is romantic.

He held the cigar gently, as if he were holding a precious work of art.

Then, he skillfully and gracefully picked up the cigar tongs beside him and carefully cut off the cigarette cap.

Afterwards, Zhang Chaoyang took out a box of beautifully packaged special cigar matches.

Gently light the match, and the orange-red flame jumps and dances in the air.

He brought the match close to the base of the cigar, patiently letting the flame lick the foot of the cigar, gradually producing wisps of light smoke.

When the cigar was fully lit, Zhang Chaoyang did not rush to smoke it, but continued to roast it slowly over low heat to allow the tobacco to burn fully.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction, slowly brought the cigar to his lips, and took a deep breath.

Smoke flowed out of his mouth and nose, filling the air around him.

Zhang Chaoyang's actions attracted the attention of many ladies, and their eyes were shining.

It’s confirmed, this is a young man from a wealthy family.

No matter how hard ordinary people pretend, they can't pretend to be noble in every move. If they were not born into an aristocratic family, how could they develop such nobleness?

Unfortunately, Zhang Chaoyang didn’t know what they were thinking.

Otherwise, I would definitely tell them that there is a book called "An Actor's Self-cultivation".

Zhang Chaoyang possesses a master-level "Disguise" skill and an advanced "Artist" skill.

The combination of these two skills creates an effect where one plus one is greater than two.

Not to mention playing a nobleman, even if he disguised himself and played an octogenarian, no one would be able to spot the flaws.

"Sir, are you alone?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Chaoyang looked up at the woman who was walking towards him with a twisted waist, and nodded slightly.

"Sir, it's so lonely drinking alone, do you mind having a drink together?"

"Thank you, I want to be alone." Zhang Chaoyang smiled politely and nodded to the visitor.

"Well, have a nice night, sir!" The beautifully dressed woman knew that the other party was not interested in her, but she was not discouraged. She smiled and said, then turned and left.

In a place like this, no one will bother each other. If they like each other, they can sit down for a drink, chat for a few minutes, and then spend a wonderful night together.

"Thank you, and I wish the beautiful lady a pleasant night." Zhang Chaoyang nodded again. The woman who just came was not bad in appearance, about 80 points, and her figure was also more than 80 points, a goddess-level beauty.

However, Zhang Chaoyang was not attracted to her. He had intermediate skills in traditional Chinese medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine was proficient in observation, smell, questioning and palpation. Although the woman was beautiful, her condition was not very good.

The fuel consumption is a bit high and it burns a bit of oil.

Not his cup of tea.

Zhang Chaoyang was not in a hurry. He continued to slowly smoke his cigar, sip fine wine, and admire the sea view in the distance through the smoke.

After a while, another woman came over.

"Sir, you look so familiar. I seem to have seen you somewhere before." The woman's gentle voice came into the ears, which made people's hearts ripple.

"Oh? Really? Maybe it's because I have an ordinary face!" Zhang Chaoyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, while secretly examining the young and beautiful woman in front of him.

She looked to be around twenty years old, with a bit of immaturity on her face, but her figure was extremely attractive - plump yet graceful, sexy and pure.

Zhang Chaoyang said he liked it very much.

More importantly, the car is in good condition.

"Sir, you are such a good joker. If this is considered a common face, then I'm afraid everyone in this venue will feel so ashamed that they will want to jump into the sea immediately!" The young woman chuckled with her hands covering her lips.

"Haha, hearing you say that, are you praising me?" Zhang Chaoyang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile, and asked back with interest.

"Of course you can understand it that way! But may I ask your name, sir?" The young woman blinked her big, lively eyes and looked at Zhang Chaoyang curiously, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"The last name is Zhang!"

"Zhang? I remember now, is he Mr. Zhang Chaoyang, the Shanghai tycoon who just arrived in Hong Kong?"

"Do you know me?" Zhang Chaoyang was a little surprised. Is he so famous?

"The scene of Mr. Zhang getting into the car at the Peninsula Hotel yesterday was photographed by reporters and made the front page of the news.

There may not be many people in Hong Kong who don’t know Mr. Zhang!
It’s just that the photo isn’t very clear, so…” the young woman explained to Zhang Chaoyang with a sweet smile.

"I see!
I actually overlooked that this is Hong Kong, not Shanghai!

If it were in Shanghai, no newspaper would dare to publish my news casually." Zhang Chaoyang said with a chuckle.

The voice was very soft and plain, but the content of the words was full of infinite arrogance, which made the young woman's heart tremble.

"You still don't know what to call Miss?"

"My last name is Hu, Hu Jiahui, Mr. Zhang can call me Jiahui!"

"Ms. Jiahui, nice to meet you!" Zhang Chaoyang raised his glass and gestured to Hu Jiahui.

"I'm very happy to meet Mr. Zhang here!" Hu Jiahui clinked glasses with Zhang Chaoyang, and then sat down opposite Zhang Chaoyang.

Just staring at Zhang Chaoyang with wide eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Zhang Chaoyang asked with a smile.

"No, I'm just curious. I heard that when Mr. Zhang was in Shanghai, he was a big shot who was well connected with both the black and white worlds. Even Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong had to show courtesy to Mr. Zhang when they met him.

At first I thought Mr. Zhang was a big shot in his fifties.

I didn’t expect Mr. Zhang to be so young.”

(End of this chapter)