Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

No one here is a fool.

The reason why Fang Feihong asked this question was obviously for a very clear purpose, which was to show off Du Yongxiao's face.

Who makes Du Yongxiao so dazzling and stealing the limelight even if he doesn't say anything?

Du Yongxiao blinked and then said calmly: "I work in a government agency, specifically..."

Before Du Yongxiao could finish his words, Fang Feihong laughed: "It turns out it's true! Everyone said you applied for the police academy after graduation, but it turns out you really became a police officer!"

Du Yongxiao thought carefully and realized that the police commissioner was indeed a police officer, so he nodded in approval.

Fang Feihong saw that his guess was correct. Du Yongxiao was just a small police officer. Looking at his age, he was probably not even an assistant, at most a plainclothes officer! He became more confident in his heart, and the eyes he looked at Du Yongxiao began to become wanton, and the eyes he looked at Guan Jiahui became even more unscrupulous, as if he was poaching in person.

People around him had different expressions when they saw that Du Yongxiao was a police officer by profession.

Wan Jinquan looked contemptuous.

The fat piggy and skinny monkey looked at each other with disdain.

The eyes of Zhuo Mei, who had always had a crush on Du Yongxiao, also dimmed, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

Although she had guessed that Du Yongxiao's family background was poor and he would not achieve much even after graduation, Du Yongxiao was her first love after all, and she still had some fantasies in her heart, hoping that a miracle would happen.

But now, the reality is obvious. It seems that Du Yongxiao is indeed not doing well, and his heart, which was still a little throbbing, has calmed down.

Hong Kong is a very realistic city. For many people, fame and fortune are linked to status and career. She is also the female boss of a company now. She has experienced too much. At her age, she is no longer a little girl and will not be innocent. Obsessed with so-called "love".

"Tsk tsk, Ah Xiao, to be honest, we all know about your family situation." Wan Jinquan stood up and walked to Du Yongxiao with a wine glass, "Your family was very poor before, your father was lazy and a bad gambler, and your younger brother was mentally retarded. My sister is too young, so the whole family relies on your mother to collect vegetables!"

Du Yongxiao frowned and looked at Wan Jinquan. It was the first time he hated someone so much.

Wan Jinquan still didn't know who he had offended, and still said sarcastically: "Now, I will show you a clear path. How much can you earn as a policeman? At most, you can earn a thousand yuan a month. If you go out to eat and drink, I guess. You can't even afford a house in this life! Otherwise, after you drink this glass of wine, I'll help you say a few words to the house boss and ask him to support you. If you resign and hang out with him, I'll guarantee that you'll be happy and prosperous. Yes, you can at least make a down payment for a house in less than a year!”

As he spoke, Wan Jinquan handed the wine glass to Du Yongxiao with ill intentions.

Du Yongxiao didn't even look at it, just glanced at Wan Jinquan coldly.

Who is Du Yongxiao?

But the look in his eyes made Wan Jinquan tremble, his hand shook, and he spilled the wine.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you have Parkinson's disease? You spilled all your wine!" Fat Piggy teased Wan Jinquan.

Wan Jinquan didn't understand why Du Yongxiao's eyes were so scary. He calmed down and pretended to be calm, "What? I'm afraid that there will be too much wine and he won't be able to hold it!"

"Wow, Tiger Balm has a pretty good heart!"

"Yeah, I'm afraid that A Xiao will fall down if he drinks it!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed.

Du Yongxiao looked at this group of people and felt bored, so he was about to ask for an excuse to leave.

Wan Jinquan thought that he was timid, but he felt courageous. Before Du Yongxiao could speak, he said, "Why, do you look down on me, or do you look down on this glass of wine? Or do you look down on our real estate boss, the real estate boss?"

As soon as Wan Jinquan said this, everyone looked at Du Yongxiao to see how he would react.

Fang Feihong also looked at Du Yongxiao with a smile to see how he would choose.

Du Yongxiao smiled: "I don't look down on anyone, I just think this kind of occasion is very boring. If there is nothing else, I will leave first..."

"Ah, you want to leave?" Wan Jinquan pretended to be surprised, "I was helping you just now. Could it be that you misunderstood and thought I was mocking you and looking down on you? How could that be? We are all classmates. , we are gathering together today to unite and help each other. Previously, Mr. Fang specially reminded everyone not to talk too much in front of you, lest you feel inferior... Forget it, you still blame me, I am really too talkative, seeing that your living situation is not good now , I want to help you, but I didn’t expect you to have such a strong self-esteem! Okay, this glass of wine belongs to me, I’ll punish myself with one!”

As he spoke, Wan Jinquan raised his wine glass, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Yeah!"

"How heroic!"

Everyone cheered in unison and applauded Wan Jinquan.

Wan Jinquan showed the empty wine glass to everyone and said, "Thank you! Thank you everyone!"

Wan Jinquan's show helped him earn enough face.

He glanced at Fang Feihong next to him and knew what to say next, so he burped and said to Guan Jiahui, who was standing next to Du Yongxiao: "Miss Guan, to be honest, I'm not saying bad things about A Xiao, we are just curious. What's so good about him, would you date him?" Then he turned to Du Yongxiao: "I'm sorry, Ah Xiao, I'm an outspoken person and I say whatever comes to my mind. If I didn't take your emotions into consideration, please forgive me! "

Then he looked at Guan Jiahui: "It's okay if he is handsome, but this is Hong Kong, it is very realistic! He is handsome but cannot be used as food. He is a small police officer, and his salary is only a small amount every month. We male students are really curious, what do you like about him? "

Wan Jinquan lost no time in dragging other men along.

Of course Fat Piggy, Skinny Monkey and others understood what Wan Jinquan meant, and immediately shouted: "Yes, we are very curious! If you don't mind, Miss Guan, you can tell us."

Fang Feihong even hugged his arms and pinched his chin, as if watching a show.

Guan Jiahui was originally timid, but when she saw so many people looking down on Du Yongxiao, she didn't know where she got the courage. She stepped forward to protect Du Yongxiao and said, "I don't know what you mean by saying this. I only know that Brother Xiao is a good person, better than you guys." You guys are all good! You guys are either ugly, fat, or just like monkeys, especially like you..." Guan Jiahui looked at Wan Jinquan, "You are just a flatterer!"

"Giggle!" Several female classmates didn't expect Guan Jiahui to be so courageous, so they all covered their mouths and laughed.

Even the beautiful Zhuo Tingting, who has always been very reserved, couldn't help but laugh.

"Ahem, what did you say?"

"That's unreasonable!"

Wan Jinquan, Fat Piggy and others were extremely angry.

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Guan Jiahui refused and continued to say to Wan Jinquan: "You talk so much just to belittle my brother Xiao and show how capable you are, but I don't like it. I just like Xiao. Brother, how about someone like him, bite me?"

Guan Jiahui turned around and held Du Yongxiao's arm, and stuck out her tongue at Wan Jinquan.

"Little girl, you-" Wan Jinquan didn't know what to say.

He never expected that the other party was sharp-tongued at such a young age. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Don't look at your harsh words now, you will suffer in the future!" After a pause, he said: "You guys came in and saw that Porsche. Is that the boss of the house? That car is more than 300,000 yuan, which your boyfriend can’t afford in his lifetime! What can he give you? pretty!"

"Yes, little girl, you know now, that car outside is worth more than three hundred thousand! That's not a small sum!"

"Three hundred thousand! Porsche! Have you ever ridden one? I guess you can only ride a motorcycle or something like that, and you can't appreciate the charm of a luxury car at all!"

Fat Piggy and Skinny Monkey also got mad at Guan Jiahui.

Fang Feihong felt proud, but on the surface he came out to smooth things over and said: "Please keep your voice down, don't scare the little girl! She is young, not sensible, and does not understand the world. How realistic is this society? Besides, my Porsche is actually It’s nothing, just 378,000 yuan!”

Fang Feihong's subtle pretense once again aroused everyone's surprise. Isn't this nothing? Three hundred seventy-eight thousand, almost four hundred thousand! I originally thought it would be over three hundred thousand!

"Oh my! Boss Fang is really rich and low-key!"

"Tsk, tsk, a Porsche is nothing? So what is a luxury car?"

Fang Feihong shook his head and continued to show off: "To be honest, this kind of luxury car is not even the most expensive! There are Rolls-Royce, Ferrari, etc. that are better than it! Of course, in addition to this kind of luxury car, in fact, now What rich people like to collect most are antique cars..."

When Fang Feihong talked about antique cars, he started talking at length, his eyes gleaming.

As long as they are men, they all have dreams of luxury cars and collections.

Generally speaking, wealthy people can afford to drive luxury cars, which are pretty good, such as Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Ferrari, and Porsches like his, etc.

But players at a higher level are playing collections!

Collect various famous cars from around the world!

Those are the top players and the top rich people.

When Fang Feihong was in Nanyang, he met a wealthy man in Nanyang, Robert Kuok, who was known as the richest man in Malaysia and the famous "Asian Sugar King".

In Malaysia, behind almost all walks of life, there is the shadow of Robert Kuok. In addition to owning sugar mills in Northern Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur and Butterworth, he also invested in real estate groups, flour mills, feed mills, cooking oil mills in Klang and Johor Bahru, a plastic bag factory in Seremban, a marble factory and a glass factory in Kedah, and owned 41.37% stake in Raman Tin Mine.

Since he has been engaged in international commodity trade for a long time, Robert Kuok has naturally made the shipping industry bigger and bigger. In 1971, at the invitation of Malaysia's former Finance Minister Tan Siew Tak, he came forward to establish the Malaysian International Shipping Company, which contributed to the development of Malaysia's domestic shipping industry and broke the monopoly of the Far East cargo fleet's patent rights.

Shangri-La" hotel group is also the "important town" in Robert Kuok's business empire.

In the early 1970s, Robert Kuok was keenly aware that Singapore's tourism industry had great potential, and the hotel industry was closely related to tourism. So, in 1971, he spent money to build the 39th luxury hotel in Singapore, named "Shangri-La".

Since then, Robert Kuok has made a big move in the hotel industry and has never stopped. He has successively established Shangri-La Hotels in Malaysia, Thailand, Hong Kong, Fiji, Seoul, the Philippines and mainland China, and built Sayang Hotel and Kanta Hotel in Penang, Malaysia.

Therefore, after the "Sugar King", he won the title of "Hotel King" in Southeast Asia.

In front of such a giant, Fang Feihong is simply the younger brother of his younger brother, or he is not in the mainstream at all.

And once he was lucky enough to visit the private car collection of the richest man Guo. There were thirteen priceless antique cars in it. Each one was worth more than one million, which was more expensive than many new limited edition luxury cars. This made Fang Feihong stunned.

According to Mr. Guo, there are many antique cars here that you can’t buy even if you have money! Because they are either out of production or have been used by historical celebrities, they have historical and collection significance.

It can be said that Fang Feihong was salivating over those antique cars, which were a man's dream car, but he also knew that he could only dream about them in this life.

Everyone said, "Boss Fang will definitely be able to drive one in his lifetime."

"Yeah, it's just a few antique cars, Boss Fang can afford millions!"

Fang Feihong shook his head and smiled, "You don't know this, super good antique cars are hard to come by, to be precise, many of them you can't buy even if you have money! Because you like them, others like them too, and those who can afford antique cars have a net worth of at least hundreds of millions!"

"Wow, it can't be that exaggerated?"

"Hundreds of millions? Something that only billionaires can play with?"

"It seems that we are really short-sighted, so let's ask Fatty Piglet, is that true?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Fatty Piglet.

Fatty Piglet works in a car dealership and is a top salesperson there, so he must know a lot.

Fang Feihong also looked at Fatty Piglet.

The fat piglet coughed and said hurriedly: "What Mr. Fang said is true! Real rich people don't drive luxury cars like this, but collect those super valuable antique cars! For example, not long ago, Christie's auctioned a special car of British Prime Minister Churchill, and the car was sold for 3.8 million!"

Boom!

The scene exploded.

"What? 3.8 million?"

"A car costs so much?"

"Oh my God, rich people are really awesome!"

Everyone was amazed.

Only at this moment did they know how big the gap was with the real rich.

I thought Fang Feihong was already a big boss, but it turned out that he couldn't even afford an antique car.

Zhuo Tingting, the beautiful lady, was also secretly shocked at this moment. She was in the cosmetics business and had come into contact with many rich people. Now she knew that rich people were still divided into many levels.

People like this who can afford antique cars should be the top of the top.

Seeing that everyone was shocked, the fat piglet was very proud and exaggerated: "Well, it's a pity that I was not eligible to participate in that auction. Those who could participate were people with status and position in Hong Kong, either rich people or high-ranking officials. But according to gossip, the car was a 1939 Daimler DB18 soft-top convertible--"

The fat piglet swallowed his saliva and was very excited: "Daimler planned to build 23 such cars, but only 8 were completed by the end of the war. Four of them were destroyed by bombs, one was seriously damaged and sold as scrap, and the other two were missing. Therefore, Prime Minister Churchill's car became the only remaining 'survivor', and its value can be imagined--"

Everyone was amazed again.

Even Fang Feihong looked longing, and could only envy such antique cars.

Seeing that everyone was on edge, the fat piglet smiled proudly: "Okay, let's get to the point! Remember it well, what is the license plate number of that convertible classic car? Oh, yes, it's EKV881!"

"Wow, even the license plate number is so good!"

"Yes! Of course a super antique car must have a good license plate!"

"881, it sounds very smooth!"

"He is the Prime Minister of the British Empire, of course he needs a good license plate!"

Everyone started talking again.

Everyone's face flushed, very excited, even if they can't see such an antique car with their own eyes, it is worth hearing about it.

Guan Jiahui's expression at this moment is very strange. She looked at Du Yongxiao and was about to say that the license plate number of the classic car we drove when we came here seems to be this-

At this time, the waiter knocked on the door and asked politely: "Excuse me, everyone, whose convertible with the license plate number EKV881 is at the door? Can you please move it? It's blocking the space-——"

Suddenly-

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded and quiet.