Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Ahem, what are you talking about? I'm a baron?" Du Yongxiao was a little surprised.

Du Yongxiao never thought that these ghosts would be so treacherous, and all his achievements would be wiped out if they were knighted, and he might only be able to get a chief inspector or a small police superintendent.

Unlike Du Yongxiao who scolded his mother in his stomach, Howard and others, who valued the honor of the title, were all stunned by the news brought by old Henry at this moment.

Although it is a peaceful age now, knighthoods and the like are not as grand as before, and there will be no fiefs, but the honor of a knight is not something ordinary people can bear.

What's more, Du Yongxiao is still a Chinese?

And so young?

A Chinese baron in his twenties is the only one who has searched all over the world.

"Yeah, old Henry, did you make a mistake? How could Du be made a baron? He is Chinese?" Howard couldn't help but asked in doubt.

The old housekeeper Witt stared at him even more, waiting for old Henry to explain.

"That's the real situation! I just got the news..."

Then old Henry briefly told what happened.

After listening, Howard no longer doubted, and the way he looked at Du Yongxiao changed a little.

The old housekeeper, Witt, did not dare to put on a high profile in front of Du Yongxiao, and the height of his chin was also three points shorter.

Seeing Howard looking at him, Du Yongxiao didn't hesitate anymore, and smiled at Howard: "Let's put this matter aside for now, about the cooperation issue we just talked about——"

Howard offered to extend his hand: "Happy cooperation!"

For Howard, money is second, and honor is the most important!

Being able to cooperate with the first Chinese baron in history, maybe he will also be recorded in history.

...

"What's the matter, Jerry? Looks like you're in a bad mood!"

Inside Du Yongxiao's villa, the butler Tom went outside and saw that the black driver Jerry was not cleaning the car, but smoking a dull cigarette.

Jerry sighed: "It's not about my girlfriend? Their parents don't approve of her making friends with black people."

Tom expressed his understanding, took out a cigarette, and leaned against the car: "Indeed, if I had a daughter, I wouldn't allow her to find a black man as her boyfriend."

"Huh?" Jerry glared at Tom.

Tom hurriedly said: "Don't look at me with this look. This is the case in England, and it is even more serious in the United States! Do you know in Los Angeles that black people there will be shot and killed by white police casually! So dear Jerry, you should be lucky , you're in London, not Los Angeles."

"Dude!" Jerry said, glaring at Tom, "I've worked with you all these years, and you can't say something nice?"

"Okay, okay, let me say something nice! According to your current situation, if you want to win the favor of the girl's parents, unless your status goes up to a higher level."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that although you are a black man, you are not an ordinary black man!"

"Damn it! If you say this, it means you didn't say it. I'm just a black driver. Can I still be a Marquis?"

"Haha, don't even think about this! Even if you really become a Marquis, it won't be your turn!"

"Then what should I do?"

"You should pray, pray that our master can become a marquis, and then you and I can also drink soup and eat meat, and the chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven!"

"How is it possible?" Jerry sneered, "Although our master is very powerful, he is Chinese! Chinese! I am a black man and I am superior to him. How could he be canonized by the Queen?"

Tom also agrees with Jerry's point of view. Although Du Yongxiao is very powerful, he is too far away from being knighted or something, even a bit whimsical.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it! In fact, I just want to comfort you!"

The two sighed for a while, smoking a cigarette, leaning against the car, watching the maid in the yard beating the quilt and the cook cleaning the potatoes.

...

Jingle Bell

the phone is ringing.

The butler Tom was smoking a cigarette and didn't bother to answer it, so he motioned to the maid: "Go and answer the phone!"

The maid rolled her eyes.

Tom flashed her the cigarette he was smoking, and the maid came in disgruntled to answer the phone.

Soon, the maid ran out in a panic——

"Come out, something big happened!"

"What big things can happen?" Tom scolded. "Don't make a fuss! Watch your appearance!"

"Yes, yes, something happened to the master!" the maid stammered, "He was canonized a baron by Her Majesty the Queen, let me inform you, hurry up and order a dress, and join him in the honoring ceremony tomorrow!"

"Plop!"

The black driver Jerry fell directly to the ground.

The white butler Tom was even more dumbfounded, he didn't even know that the cigarette burned his fingers.

...

Word spread quickly.

Originally, the place where Du Yongxiao lived belonged to the suburbs of London. The place was small, and the news spread quickly.

Before Tom could pack up the house and prepare to welcome Baron Du triumphantly, there were constant knocks on the door.

Upon hearing the news, the nearby villagers flocked here with gifts such as chickens, ducks, fish, whiskey and brandy.

These people have never been in contact with high officials and dignitaries in their entire lives, let alone seeing such a big man as Jazz. How can they not be excited now that there is one next to them?

"Is Baron Du at home? This is a London duck I raised myself. It's great for duck dishes!"

"Dear Baron, this is the salmon we farmed, it can be used as salmon sashimi!"

"My lord, this is the malt whiskey I brewed myself! Made from pure malt, without adding any chemicals!"

These villagers are very simple and kind, and the biggest purpose at this moment is to take a look at the future Baron Du Yongxiao.

It's a pity that Du Yongxiao hasn't come back yet.

The butler Tom had to do it for him and accepted all the villagers' gifts. For the sake of fairness, he also wrote a list of gifts and marked the names of the givers.

"Excuse me, you must give the whiskey to Baron Du for tasting!"

"Yes, our salmon is very good, it's best to let Baron Du advertise it!"

"Okay, everyone, I will accept it for our lord baron!" Tom exhaled and raised his eyebrows, never feeling so majestic as today.

Even the black driver, Jerry, walked with the wind, and his nostrils began to turn upwards when he saw people.

"When our Lord Baron comes back, I will definitely convey everyone's condolences to him. As for now, please leave first! Yes, we still have a lot of things to prepare. Our master will receive an award tomorrow, maybe Get up early--"

After finally persuading these villagers away, Tom was so tired that his mouth was parched. When he turned around, he saw the black driver Jerry making a call——

"Hi, are Miss Tracy's parents? I'm her boyfriend Jerry. Yes, I'm the black driver!"

There was a curse on the phone.

In the past, Jerry would immediately feel inferior,

But at this moment: "Have you finished scolding? Oh, it's nothing, I just called to inform you that my master will participate in the award tomorrow, and I don't have time to play billiards with your daughter! Yes, I don't have time."

Jerry raised the funeral gate: "You asked what honor our master awarded? Oh, I forgot to tell you——"

Jerry crossed his legs, "Baron! British Empire, Chinese Baron!"