MMB Chapter 1497 Dedication to Art
Chapter 1497 Dedication to Art
Chapter 1497 Dedication to Art
"Wow, handsome Lei Hou!"
Ji Weidong strode out of the villa's foyer and greeted Li Xuewu, who had just gotten out of the car, by extending his hand.
Li Xuewu looked him up and down, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Did you wash your hands in the restroom?"
"How can it be--"
Ji Weidong ignored his disgust, grabbed his hand and shook it, nodding and saying, "I never wash my hands after using the toilet."
"What are you looking at—"
Seeing Li Xuewu's disgusted look, he turned to the bodyguard who followed him and yelled, "I'm not seventy or eighty years old and I don't need to wash my hands."
"One is in the south, the other in the north, thousands of miles apart, and they get together to talk about this?"
Lou Xiao'e couldn't bear to look at them after getting off the bus, rolled her eyes, and went inside first.
Lou Xiaohan, who got off the bus, only glanced at Li Xuewu and ignored Ji Weidong completely.
Anyone who can hang out with Wen Hanze can't be a good person.
"Brother Wu—"
Li Wenbiao appeared in the lobby with a smile, but instead of trying to shake hands like Ji Weidong, he just smiled sheepishly.
This might be the first time he's shown such a harmless smile since arriving in Hong Kong.
"Hehe, you've gained weight, haven't you?"
Li Xuewu chuckled and patted his arm before stepping into the living room.
From the outside, you can't tell that there's anything special about this place, except that it's located halfway up the mountain, and the wind is a bit stronger at night.
On the way here, Li Xuewu could clearly feel that the traffic became thinner as he went up the road.
Once you pass the signs indicating private property, it becomes difficult to see any more cars.
Looking down from the mountain, the night view of the port city in that era was truly spectacular, filled with urban lighting elements.
The villas are scattered across the mountain, with deep courtyards, offering a strong sense of security and distance.
Finding convenience stores and hotels in this area would be quite difficult, but finding a toilet would be convenient.
"Mr. Li—"
Ai Jiaqing and Selena stood smiling in the living room, and greeted him when he came in.
"It is an honor to meet you in the port city."
"I am also honored to see old friends here."
Li Xuewu smiled and shook hands with them, saying, "You haven't changed in years, but you're still as charming as ever."
"That's what we wanted to say to you too."
Selena smiled and winked at him, saying, "You look even better today than before."
"Thank you for your good words."
Li Xuewu smiled and nodded to her, then looked at the other people standing in the living room.
“Mr. Li, we don’t need to be so polite. We see each other every month.”
Catherine, who was standing on the sofa, smiled and shook his hand, saying something playfully.
Her presence here is no accident; the Andrew Buyers Club is very successful, and Catherine is a regular at the club.
As the club's designated bank for account opening and credit guarantor, Lou Xiao'e is also a member of the club, and the two have known each other for a long time.
In addition, considering the development of Jilixing Shipbuilding in Yingcheng and its relationship with Li Xuewu, her personal relationship with Lou Xiao'e is understandable.
They're not rivals in love, so what's wrong with that?
She didn't consider Lou Xiao'e as Li Xuewu's lover, nor did she ever think of marrying Li Xuewu. Lou Xiao'e would never see her as a rival in love and be jealous.
"Don't be nervous, we are sisters."
Catherine really knows how to stir things up. Seeing Li Xuewu looking at her, she gestured to Lou Xiao'e to say something like that.
Li Xuewu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said, "Good, very good."
Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes and ignored the foreign girl who spoke with a thick Northeastern accent.
Who's your sister?
"Hello, sir, my name is Hu Zhongyong."
With a gold chain around his neck, he almost bent over at a ninety-degree angle when he saw Li Xuewu approaching, reaching out to take Li Xuewu's hands and respectfully greeting him.
Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow, looked at him, and asked, "Who are you?"
"Huh? This..."
The man with the big gold chain glanced awkwardly at the young master standing opposite him, and then at Brother Biao.
“Fatty B, I told you that.”
Old Biaozi was definitely more magnanimous than Ji Weidong, who was just watching the show with a smirk and raised his eyebrows.
He took the initiative to come over and introduce himself, then jokingly cursed Fatty B, "Those who are in the underworld don't use nicknames, why give their real names? Who would recognize them?"
"I really didn't realize that." Li Xuewu didn't want to put him in a difficult position, so he extended his hand to shake his, but only for a moment before withdrawing his hand.
Fatty B was already very satisfied; in fact, he was content just to be standing in this villa.
Look at all the people standing in this living room; every single one of them is better than him.
He's just a slacker from the slums who got to where he is today by doing three things: betraying his own people, seducing his sister-in-law, and betraying his brothers.
Of course, now that he's a human being, he can't do scumbag things anymore.
However, even in a dragon robe, he doesn't look like a prince. He considers himself a successful person and a respectable businessman. Although he is wearing a suit, just like he can't get rid of the gold necklace around his neck, he can't erase his dark past.
Li Xuewu's willingness to give him a handshake was also a sign of respect for the work of the people in the room.
He also knew what kind of place the port city was, and he couldn't do everything himself.
Someone has to do the dirty and hard work. If they're even here, they should be given something in return.
That's exactly right; Fatty B is the only江湖人 (jianghu person, a term referring to people from the underworld) here today.
Whether he calls him Brother Biao or Prince, Li Wenbiao and Ji Weidong, though involved in江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) affairs, never admit to being江湖人 (jianghu people).
Even the underworld of Hong Kong wouldn't dare to associate with or pull the two of them, because they were not on the same level.
Ji Weidong is in charge of Port-au-Prince and has the backing of Oriental Times Bank, while Li Wenbiao is the head of Times Property and also has a strong background.
In Hong Kong, you can call Dai Linzhi a bastard, but you can't call capitalists inhuman.
He might not bother with you if you insult Dai Linzhi, but if you insult a capitalist, someone could really die.
The martial arts world is never just about fighting and killing; it's about real conflicts of interest.
Brotherhood?
Ha, it's not even worth two ounces of breasts, so how can it compare to millions or tens of thousands?
The human heart is the most difficult thing to test. It's like giving your sister-in-law a flirtatious look; she might reject you, but she will never report you. Anyone who reports you is a dog.
"Don't call me 'boss,' call me Mr. Li."
Li Wenbiao was the last to arrive and quietly reminded Fatty B, for which Fatty B was very grateful.
"Yes, Brother Biao, I understand."
"Don't be nervous, we're all brothers."
Although Li Wenbiao was no longer in the underworld, his gangster spirit was hard to hide, and he was the closest to Fatty B.
As arranged by Li Wenbiao, he took a chair and sat in the seat at the very edge.
Sofa area?
Stop joking. In his own home, he can sit however he wants, even if he's rolling around on the sofa with his little sister, but there's no place for him here.
Not only were there no sofas to sit on, but even sitting in a chair required utmost respect and sitting upright.
He was lucky to even have a seat; he couldn't even speak, he had to listen attentively to the big shots.
Why did he call this Mr. Li "big boss"?
It's very simple. He calls Li Wenbiao "Brother Biao" and Ji Weidong "Prince". Both of them are so respectful to Li Sheng. What else could they be but big shots?
However, this person doesn't look like a gangster boss; he looks more like...
"Sit down, sit down, don't stand."
Li Xuewu waved his hand at the crowd and said, "This is your territory. If you all stand there and watch me, I'll get nervous."
"It may be a foreign land, but my heart will always be with you." Ji Weidong shamelessly sat down next to him. This guy wasn't disgusting in appearance, but his words were really annoying.
Li Xuewu ignored him and gestured to Lou Xiao'e, saying, "Come sit here with me."
"Have some tea," Lou Xiao'e said naturally, turning to instruct the maid before sitting down next to him.
The sofa was long enough to seat more than three people, but only three people were seated on it.
"Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?" Li Xuewu said with a slight smile to everyone, "I am a guest today, so please don't think I am bothering you."
"Mr. Li is too kind."
Ai Jiaqing glanced at Selena beside her and said, "So you're treating us like outsiders?"
"Are they trying to kick us out?"
"Hehe, we're all on the same side."
Li Xuewu gave her a meaningful look, then looked at Selena and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Do I need to say "serve the people"?
Selena raised an eyebrow, amused, and mustered her courage to make a joke.
She and Li Xuewu didn't feel much pressure, but Fatty B, who was sitting to the side, was quite startled.
What are you doing!
What does it mean to serve the people?
Where am I? What organization is this?
"I'm afraid you're not qualified."
Ji Weidong looked at her with amusement and said, "You should say it's not hard work, it's all what I should do."
"It has to be the Crown Prince; his flattery is just different."
Selena rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "I've learned something."
After saying that, she looked at Li Xuewu and said in a low voice, "It's not hard work, it's all what I should do."
"Hehe—" Li Xuewu couldn't help but laugh out loud at the strange interaction between the two. He turned to look at Ji Weidong and then at Selena.
Ji Weidong was naturally not embarrassed; his skin was as thick as the Great Wall.
Selena, on the other hand, looked disgusted and resentful, as if someone owed her something.
No need to think about it, it must be the ungrateful Ji Weidong. There are no other bad people in this house.
"What, you two had something going on?"
"Who has ever been with him?"
Before Ji Weidong could even speak, Selena said, "It's so annoying."
"I can only say that I once had it."
Ji Weidong chuckled and said, "That was a deeply unforgettable romantic story."
"Don't ask, I'm afraid you'll be envious." He waved his hand, picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and looked at Selena with a mischievous smile.
Selena was so annoyed that she turned her head away and refused to look at him anymore, not even wanting to look in his direction.
Li Xuewu nodded knowingly and said, "No wonder everyone at home said you were living a carefree life in Hong Kong. I didn't believe it at first, but I was surprised."
"Hey—when did I ever act carefree?"
Ji Weidong suddenly realized what was happening and reached out to press Li Xuewu's arm, emphasizing, "I've risked my life here, truly serving the people."
"Haha, I don't believe you."
Li Xuewu pointed to Selena across from him, picked up his teacup, and said, "If you can make her believe you, then I will believe you."
"Forget it then, we have no feelings for each other anymore."
Ji Weidong said to Zhou Ma, who was serving tea, "Don't give her tea, she has a bad stomach."
"It's disgusting!"
Ai Jiaqing said with a laugh, "Your deep affection only worked in the very first year."
"Hey! Today isn't a criticism session for me, we're here to welcome Mr. Li."
Ji Weidong knew he couldn't continue like this; he still wanted to make a living in Hong Kong.
Although one's identity and reputation are self-made when traveling, he still wants to establish a persona within this industry.
If you've tried the exotic charm of Selena Gomez and can't win over a glamorous lawyer like Lou Xiaohan, why not try the suit-wearing girl in the office?
"Brother Wu, the matter in Hong Kong has been basically resolved. I will report to you later."
After arriving in Gangcheng, Li Wenbiao remained quite serious and took the initiative to talk about his work.
Li Xuewu waved his hand dismissively and said, "When a general is in the field, he may disobey the emperor's orders."
“You’re not a child anymore. You don’t need to ask for permission and report everything. You make the decisions.”
He reached out and grabbed Lou Xiao'e's hand, which was placed in front of her, and gently patted her leg, saying, "I didn't bring you to Gangcheng to be a yes-man."
After saying that, he looked at Lou Xiao'e beside him and said, "You can discuss and handle things yourselves. If there's anything unclear, you can send a message home."
“You can trust the capabilities and wisdom of think tanks.” He then told Ji Weidong and Li Wenbiao, “They can’t make decisions, but they can provide references.”
"Well, that's true."
Seeing that Li Xuewu didn't seem to be asking about specific work, Ji Weidong began to speak as well.
He left Li Wenbiao some leeway, fearing that Li Xuewu would ask for details about the work.
Actually, he wasn't afraid of Li Xuewu scrutinizing the work in Gangcheng; he was just worried that time was limited and he wouldn't be able to finish explaining.
Looking at it now, Li Xuewu still has a broad perspective and the demeanor of a high-ranking leader.
Don't ask about the details, just focus on people's hearts.
With him here, with Li Wenbiao, with Lou Xiao'e, things in Gangcheng won't fall through.
In essence, it was impossible for Ji Weidong to end up with Li Wenbiao and Lou Xiao'e.
The same applies when the roles are reversed; the three are not in competition, but they form a triangular supervisory relationship.
Whether it's doing things or making plans, Li Xuewu likes to play it safe and have a backup plan.
A love triangle is the safest bet, and with other backup plans in place, there's no need to worry about unforeseen circumstances.
Look at Oriental Times Bank, it produced a Lai Jiasheng, and it's still operating steadily.
Li Xuewu even had the ability to bring Lai Jiasheng back to the mainland to deal with him.
Of course, they didn't know how Li Xuewu ultimately dealt with Lai Jiasheng; they only knew that the man disappeared after being handed over to Li Xuewu.
Even Lou Xiao'e didn't receive a reply; she only knew that Lai Jiasheng was never able to return to Hong Kong.
Perhaps he will never come back in this lifetime.
"The existence of think tanks in the East has saved us from many detours."
He looked at Li Xuewu and said, "As the saying goes, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure."
"The old things you have now are truly a treasure trove."
After he finished speaking, Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but glare at him, really wanting to curse.
The "old things" that Ji Weidong mentioned also included her father.
Although her father's handling of family affairs and wealth was somewhat biased, his merits outweighed his flaws; he was still her biological father who gave her life and raised her.
How's your career going?
Li Xuewu put down his teacup, looked at Ji Weidong, and asked with a smile, "You weren't just busy playing, were you?"
"How could that be—"
Ji Weidong put down his teacup, leaned back on the sofa, and said, "My womanizing is just a protective facade; I'm actually a respectable person."
"Sis, I'll go check on the kitchen."
Unwilling to listen to his nonsense, Selena stood up and walked towards the restaurant, showing him no respect whatsoever.
Ji Weidong raised an eyebrow, then continued speaking without much concern: "There's no need to go into the port affairs; you already know the details."
"I'm currently busy with cultural endeavors."
He pointed to Fatty B, who was sitting upright with his eyes fixed straight ahead, and said, "He's doing things for me. I've started a film company."
"Making movies, it's a great career."
Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Spreading culture and leading fashion trends is indeed possible."
"See, there are still people who understand me."
Ji Weidong looked like he had met a kindred spirit, patted his knee and sighed, "Me, sometimes I really feel unwilling to accept it."
"If you could come to Hong Kong, we brothers could join forces and dominate the world."
Seeing that Lou Xiao'e was about to speak, he hurriedly emphasized, "What I am doing now has educational and cultural significance."
Seeing that something was off about the young man, Li Xuewu turned to Lou Xiao'e and asked, "What meaningful films has his film company made?"
"Why don't you ask him?"
Lou Xiao'e looked embarrassed, her eyes almost rolling back in her head.
“Educational? There are plenty of them—” Selena said with a smirk as she walked back, “like ‘My Lord, I Want You’ and ‘The Postman of the Mistress Village,’ they’re quite famous.”
"Is that right, Your Highness?"
"Oh, so you're paying attention to me! You've seen all these movies?"
I've never seen Ji Weidong so shameless. He's really not afraid of death, flirting with Selena to his heart's content.
Selena's attempt to steal a chicken backfired spectacularly; she truly underestimated the shamelessness of this bastard.
"Go to hell!"
"I wonder who's making such a fuss about it," Ji Weidong muttered, then turned to Li Xuewu and said, "Don't let the unappealing titles of these movies fool you, they're all box office hits!"
"You really dare to say that—"
Li Xuewu looked at him and said, "How did Mr. Ji and Ms. Fu agree to let you continue running such an educational film company?"
"Hey—" Ji Weidong waved his hand dismissively and said, "I just did a tiny, insignificant thing. There's no need to bother them."
"So, you didn't tell them?" Li Xuewu gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "You're really something."
"You traveled thousands of miles across the ocean to come to the port city just to present the people of the port city with educational erotic films. You are so great."
"What's wrong?" Ji Weidong sat up straight, pointed at Fatty B and said, "Ask him, we're making movies with our hearts."
"Unlike some film companies in the industry that only know how to exploit actresses and make money without conscience, we are dedicated to making art. You don't understand."
“Yes, Mr. Li.” Fatty B, seeing that the young master had allowed him to speak, bowed respectfully and said something particularly philosophical, “These actresses are also good girls. Their current situation is only temporary. Sooner or later, they will put their clothes back on one by one.”
"When they become famous, they'll have to thank us for discovering them."
"What if you can't become famous?"
Selena widened her eyes and asked, "Do they even have a chance to put their clothes back on, piece by piece?"
“Well—” Fatty B said somewhat hesitantly, “Of course, we should save these kinds of things for after we’ve made a name for ourselves. I’m just giving them an excuse to let go of their psychological burden.”
He was quite candid here, spreading his hands and saying, "Look at those actresses who voluntarily undress, they all claim to be dedicated to art, we can't stop them."
"Thank you for your hard work."
At this moment, Lou Xiaohan couldn't help but "praise" him, but it sounded like she was mocking them.
"What's so hard about it? It's about spreading art and promoting excellent traditional culture."
Ji Weidong, holding his teacup, said shamelessly, "I've already thought of a name for my next movie: 'The Legal Widow.'"
"That's a really nice name—"
Li Xuewu couldn't help but praise, "You should publish a book called 'I Filmed Romance in Hong Kong,' it will definitely be a huge hit."
"Hey! I actually had that idea."
Ji Weidong is hopeless. He doesn't care about Li Xuewu's mockery at all and nods, saying, "I'll start writing after this movie is over. You can help me check it out then."
"I'll help you? Don't get me into trouble."
Li Xuewu crossed his right leg and said, "Don't bring it back to the mainland, otherwise it will be considered self-incrimination."
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Those who understood already burst out laughing.
Lou Xiao'e glanced at Ji Weidong before introducing him to Li Xuewu: "Actually, he's quite capable, but he just hasn't used his abilities in the right way."
“Over the past three years, Oriental Times has successively established related subsidiaries, and he has contributed a great deal of effort to this.”
"Mr. Lou, please don't flatter me."
Ji Weidong gave him a look that said, "Don't stop," and waved his hand with a smile, saying, "I didn't do anything."
"We mainly work on two systems."
Lou Xiao'e ignored his bastard son and introduced to Li Xuewu: "The Oriental Group, represented by Oriental Commerce, has established industries such as Oriental Garment, Oriental Fresh Food, and Oriental International Hotel."
"The Times Group is centered around Times Property, and we have established Modern Land, Times Culture, Modern Security, Times Mining, and so on."
She emphasized, "With the economic system centered on Oriental Times Bank and built around industries such as Port-au-Prince, Shunfeng Ocean Shipping, and Times Property, it has basically taken shape. The next step is..."
"Is Shidai Culture the film company you started?" Li Xuewu asked Ji Weidong before Lou Xiao'e could finish speaking.
Seeing Ji Weidong nod in agreement, he sighed and muttered, "What a disgrace to this name."
"What do you mean?" Ji Weidong was indignant. He was truly dedicated to promoting cultural causes.
"Next, we plan to create an electronics company, an airline, and a charitable foundation."
Lou Xiao'e finished speaking and then looked at Li Xuewu to confirm, "It may take about ten years to complete."
She mentioned electronics companies and airlines, which actually complemented Li Xuewu's overall strategy.
Hongxing Steel Group wants to vigorously develop the electronics industry with Sanhe Co., Ltd., and naturally it will have to bring along the Oriental Era Group. Li Xuewu can't just promote it for nothing.
For airlines, it's easier to understand: if Tadon Airport can be acquired, international flights will inevitably need to connect to the port city routes.
Cargo transport is the core business of airport operations; these days, trying to operate passenger transport would be a recipe for disaster.
He died even more tragically than the Third Uncle.
The kind of meal you could never eat four dishes in your entire life.
“Selena is now in charge of Oriental Trade’s business.” Lou Xiao’e raised her hand to indicate to Selena sitting opposite her and introduced, “Ng Fung Hong and related businesses in the mainland are all handled by Oriental Trade, and the channels are Watsons convenience stores.”
"Clothing and fresh produce are supplementary channels, and the scale is still relatively small."
She said, "Oriental International Hotel is an industry that is planned based on real estate projects."
"Li Wenbiao is now in charge of security and real estate."
Li Wenbiao nodded to Li Xuewu and said, "The second brother is helping me with some things."
"How's the fifth one? Is he needed?"
Li Xuewu nodded and asked, "Are you adjusting well after being transferred here?"
"That's good, they know how to do things with their heart."
Li Wenbiao said confidently, "He's learning business from the second brother, and he has great potential."
Li Xuewu nodded, indicating that he understood, and said nothing more, then looked at Lou Xiao'e and gestured for her to continue.
“I recommended Wenbiao join the Four Provinces Chamber of Commerce. It’s hard to get things done without a strong foundation.”
Lou Xiao'e said this, and then added, "I have always been in charge of Shidai Mining. If you have any capable people, please send them over. This part is very important."
Li Xuewu nodded again, without agreeing to anything.
He didn't expect to do any actual work during this trip; listening to their reports was enough, and it was just a gesture of showing interest.
Just as Lou Xiao'e was speaking, a maid came over and quietly reminded her that the meal was ready.
Lou Xiao'e got up and invited everyone to move to the restaurant, where they ate and talked.
A large villa naturally deserves a large dining table.
The long dining table can seat ten more people.
"After Zhang Wanhe's incident, who took over his position?" Li Xuewu asked after sitting down at the table. "Is someone keeping an eye on things over there?"
"Zhang Wanyou, Zhang Wanhe's younger brother."
Li Wenbiao replied earnestly, "I've looked him up. Although we're cousins, we have a very close relationship, and he's very low-key."
"Keep an eye on him, make sure he doesn't cause any trouble."
Li Xuewu picked up his wine glass and took a sip; the rich aroma of the wine filled his mouth.
"I have made proper arrangements for Zhang Wanhe's son, so he will never have to worry about making a living again."
He said calmly, "What I'm afraid of is someone causing trouble and creating more chaos."
"Don't worry about that, I've already taken care of it," Li Wenbiao said earnestly. "With me here, there won't be any more problems in Gangcheng."
"Don't work too hard."
Li Xuewu raised his wine glass to him and said, "Come home and visit often."
"With you here, I feel at ease."
Li Wenbiao smiled and said, "Qinglan mailed me a picture of Hu Niu. She looks like me."
"Hehe—" Li Xuewu glanced at him and said, "If you don't go back, I'll disown you."
After saying that, he raised his glass to the others at the table and said, "A toast to today, a toast to tomorrow."
Everyone raised their glasses together and drank with smiles.
Fatty B sat at the very end, feeling that the chef at Boss Lou's house had extraordinary skills.
Listening to Mr. Li speak, although sometimes his words were unclear, it was obvious that he was the big boss behind Oriental Times Capital.
I never expected him to be so young.
Of course, he wasn't very surprised, because there were just too many powerful people coming from the mainland.
With Ji Weidong's example as an example, what's there to be surprised about? It's the power of capital.
He didn't believe in superstitions at first, thinking that to survive in the underworld, you had to be a local.
The results of it?
He got up to pee in the middle of the night, and a kitchen knife suddenly appeared on the bedside table, almost scaring him so much that he lost control of his bladder.
He had no idea when it was put up or when the person entered the house.
little brother?
The big boss in Hong Kong has several bodyguards who protect him day and night.
To put it bluntly, being a junior employee is no different from having a regular job, and there are also permanent and temporary employees.
Regular employees receive pocket money from their boss, while temporary workers wait for the foreman to call for them to start work.
Don't be fooled by what's shown in those gangster movies, where a single shout can summon a whole street of people—that's pure nonsense.
None of the bigwigs in Hong Kong's underworld could afford to support so many henchmen.
In the business world, not as an HR professional, you can't just call someone for help on short notice and a hundred dollars is enough.
Take Fatty B for example. He used to be quite successful, but he only had a dozen or so 49s and not a single real double-flower. Is that what you call a big brother?
Things are different now. With the support of influential figures, he can start a company and engage in cultural dissemination. Now that he has money, he can naturally afford to support people.
When I'm working on set, I just put down the microphone and pick up a cleaver whenever I need to, and that's my part-time job.
I wouldn't dare say more, but a hundred or so people can be gathered in no time, which is quite impressive.
But ask Fatty B, he's so powerful today, why is he still so respectful?
Those who navigate the underworld will never compare to those who navigate the corporate world; those in the corporate world can control the military.
With modern security, a team of hundreds of guards, what gangster would dare to be picky?
They're involved in organized crime, not antisocial.
Do you really think the honest and kind Li Wenbiao is a good person? You didn't even see him get ruthless.
In less than a year, he not only cleaned up the mess left by Wen Hanze, but also used some methods to sweep away more than a dozen gangs.
All the gang leaders who participated in the attack on Wen Hanze either died or fled; none of them managed to escape his punishment.
Society?
At this point, the triads were no longer effective. Li Wenbiao wanted to deal with them, so he didn't follow the rules and conventions of the underworld at all and went straight for a decapitation strike.
No matter what kind of江湖客 (jianghu ke, a martial arts world figure) you are, you can dodge a knife, and you can dodge a bullet too?
You can avoid the first day, but you can’t avoid the fifteenth.
Upon arriving in Hong Kong, Li Wenbiao thoroughly investigated the backgrounds of these triads, and subsequently issued a bounty.
With three million to spend, even the Dragon King would have to kneel, let alone these scoundrels.
It's so good to be rich!
He now only believes one thing: it's good to take shelter under a big tree, and you'll get to eat meat if you follow the boss.
Neither Ji Weidong nor Li Wenbiao were cold-hearted people, nor were they江湖人 (jianghu people, people of the underworld), but rather businessmen.
Such a powerful figure is not to be trifled with. Without him, where would Hu Zhongyong come from? In this society, he doesn't even dare to use his real name.
How many days will it take for you to return?
Ai Jiaqing ate her steak and looked at Li Xuewu, asking, "Does it take a week?"
"Uncertain, depends on the arrangements."
Li Xuewu didn't really like eating this stuff, but he didn't want to refuse Lou Xiao'e's kind offer.
He took a bite of beef and said, "I'll say it again: discuss business matters yourselves, and if you can't make a decision, let your families know."
"I don't want to ask about other things, nor do I want to worry about them. I can still trust you."
Li Xuewu put down his knife and fork and patted Lou Xiao'e's hand beside him, indicating his full trust.
Lou Xiao'e was unusually quiet today, spending most of her time listening to him speak, and occasionally displaying a submissive and affectionate demeanor.
She really wished that the two of them could still be like before, in the small courtyard by the lake.
After the meal, Li Xuewu spoke with each of the men individually.
After their conversation, Ji Weidong, Ai Jiaqing, and the others left, giving Lou Xiao'e as much time as possible.
Many of them were able to travel to the mainland and had plenty of opportunities to see Li Xuewu.
But Lou Xiao'e can't go back, at least not for the time being. It's been three years since they last met, and seeing her again would be too difficult.
Catherine came today for no other purpose than to meet with Li Xuewu and confirm the itinerary.
She would fly to East Germany on the same flight to assist and support Li Xuewu's expedition as his secret agent.
Don't think that just because East and West Germany built a wall, they had no contact with the rest of the West.
To put it simply, that wall separated ordinary people, but it couldn't stop trade.
The Andrew family also had business in East Germany, and Catherine volunteered to help Li Xuewu in order to lay the foundation for Yingcheng Port.
Why not use such hard labor when we have it? Are we going to spend money to hire someone else?
Li Xuewu loves this kind of free service the most; he'd love to have more of these.
After seeing Li Wenbiao and Fatty B off, Lou Xiao'e crossed her arms and looked at Li Xuewu beside her.
Lou Xiaohan stayed behind; she still had to escort Li Xuewu back, but she didn't know what time he would leave.
Lou Xiao'e wished he would never leave and would stay in the port city forever.
I used to dare to dream such a dream, but now I have no chance.
He is becoming more and more outstanding. Even though she has already built a successful career in Hong Kong, she is still slightly inferior to Li Xuewu.
She came from the mainland, so of course she knew what the future held for the path he was taking.
Given its size, Oriental Times Bank is no match for Hongxing Steel Group.
A company's strength or weakness lies not in its inherent competitiveness, but in its ability to adapt to the environment.
Could the Eastern Era survive in mainland China?
Hongxing Steel Group possesses inexhaustible resources in mainland China; its reputation as a trust is well-deserved, and its market potential is astounding.
His excellence made her admire him more and more. Lou Xiao'e never felt that he was far away from her, nor did she feel that she was far away from him.
As long as we think of each other, we can empathize even if we are far apart.
Just as Li Xuewu trusted and relied on her completely, she also knew that Li Xuewu was thinking of her.
"Let's go, it's windy at night, let's talk upstairs." Lou Xiao'e took the initiative to invite him, and the two went upstairs together.
Only then did the servants come out to clean up the mess, and they did so as quietly as possible.
Having served Mr. Lou for three years, this was the first time they had met his wife.
This Mr. Li could absolutely not be Mr. Lou's mistress; you can tell just by looking at his aura.
A servant must have this kind of insight and excellent judgment.
Should we ask our family?
Li Xuewu walked into the bedroom, looked at Lou Xiao'e, and asked, "Missing your parents, huh?"
"I miss you--"
Lou Xiao'e suddenly turned around and threw herself into his arms, just like when she first made up her mind.
He warmed her heart with just a bowl of noodle soup back then, and he remains the same today.
Li Xuewu hugged her tightly and whispered comforting words in her ear.
Lou Xiao'e endured three years of hardship, and today she finally saw him appear.
She didn't want to be a strong woman; she just wanted to be a gentle, feminine woman, and she enjoyed that moment.
"I want a child—"