“You are the number one supporter in the North, and I, Gao Ren, can be the second supporter!”

"Besides the fact that I went all in on the North, the more important reason is that, Mr. Huo, you are white, and I am black!"

"The main reason the North chose me as their second supporter is that I, this short mule, will absolutely not have any impact on your business, Mr. Huo!"

"After all, Mr. Fok, you are the first major family in Hong Kong to publicly support the North!"

"How could the North possibly make you, Mr. Huo, unhappy for the sake of a short mule like me!"

Seeing that Gao Ren, at the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, which is most prone to arrogance, could still maintain a low profile and discuss cooperation with me after winning a great victory.

At this moment, Huo Jianguo was certain!

As long as Gao Ren doesn't die unexpectedly along the way, the Gao family will definitely be no weaker than the Huo family in the future!

"Mr. Gao, you're joking!"

"Now, who on Hong Kong Island doesn't know about Mr. Gao's relationship with the military in the north?"

"If I were to recklessly suppress you, Mr. Gao, the military leaders in the north would be the first to retaliate against me!"

After Huo Jianguo finished speaking, the two looked at each other and then burst into hearty laughter.

Then, a cup of tea went down his throat.

Gao Ren gave Ao Ming a look, and Ao Ming, receiving the instruction, took out several packs of cigarettes and some cigars from his handbag and placed them on the table.

Huo Jianguo looked at the cigarettes and cigars in front of him, remained silent for a moment, picked up a cigar, and sniffed it.

The aroma of the cigar in my hand was exactly the same as the one he usually smoked, and out of curiosity, I immediately lit it and took a puff.

I closed my eyes and savored it for a few seconds. The aroma and aftertaste in my mouth felt exactly the same as a genuine cigar.

Huo Jianguo's gaze towards Gao Ren held an added hint of shock.