The afternoon sun lazily sprinkled on the winding seaside path of Repulse Bay in the South District, but it could not dispel the noise piled up in front of Villa No. 3.
Inside the brand new and magnificent carved iron gate, top luxury cars drove in in an orderly yet urgent manner like a school of migrating fish.
The butler in a neat uniform was walking back and forth under the porch, beads of sweat hanging on his forehead, the registration book in his hand was flying, and the walkie-talkie was almost never away from his ear.
Since this morning, when Lin Huowang saw the news about his wife Liu Rumeng's stunning beauty in Hong Kong, he smiled slightly and immediately asked Gao Qiaohao to release the news that he was the boss behind "Dragon JUMP".
Sure enough, as soon as the news got out, he, a new upstart from Japan in Hong Kong, immediately received many calls from the upper class of Hong Kong Island wanting to visit him.
Lin Huowang accepted everyone who came to him. His plan was to act in a high-profile manner in Hong Kong Island under the identity of "Xiao Lin Tianwang".
The higher the profile, the better; the bigger the noise, the better.
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"Yes, Mr. Wang's motorcade will arrive in three minutes."
"Chairman Li's secretary called to ask if Mr. Xiao Lin has ten minutes to spare..."
"Director Zhao's gift list needs to be checked and put into storage..."
The cameras outside the door were on full alert, with reporters craning their necks and their cameras greedily capturing the figures of everyone coming in and out.
Business tycoons, political upstarts, and movie veterans...
These people, who usually only appear in the headlines of financial editions and on the covers of entertainment magazines, are now gathered here like ordinary visitors.
Occasionally, a familiar face hurriedly got out of the car and waved to the camera, with excitement and curiosity that were difficult to conceal on their faces.
There is an invisible magnetic field in the air, compressing wealth, power and fame around this upstart villa, creating a breathtaking "scene".
The wind direction of Hong Kong Island's top circles seemed to be turned upside down overnight with the appearance of the new owner of this villa.
"Wow... isn't that the son of the Wang family who chartered the boat? He's here in person!"
"Look at the car at the back! It's the movie queen Lillian! She doesn't even have a bodyguard with her?"
Two heads poked out cautiously from behind a palm tree grove not far from Villa No. 3. They were Guo Jingzhu and Guo Jingan, the younger generations of the Guo family.
They had come out for a stroll, but were pinned to the spot by the unprecedented spectacle.
Guo Jingan rubbed his eyes vigorously, looking at the big shots who were usually unattainable in his father's words, entering the magical iron gate one after another, with their mouths opened so wide that an egg could be stuffed in.
An intense, indescribable feeling of envy washed over his heart.
"Oh my god... this scene is so frightening! Who on earth is this newly arrived 'Xiao Linsheng'?"
His voice trembled slightly with excitement.
Guo Jingzhu's eyes sparkled with stars, and she followed a business tycoon who had just got off the car with extraordinary demeanor with an envious gaze: "This is what a real big shot should look like! He shakes the world as soon as he appears on the stage! Our Guo family can also be regarded as a wealthy family in Hong Kong Island.
But compared with the style of this Mr. Xiao Lin, it is far inferior.
I wish I could be this majestic someday..."
Her tone was full of yearning, "Look at how respectful those reporters are. Wow, this is the true demeanor of a wealthy family!"
The bustling scene before her, compared with the atmosphere inside the Guo family, cast a strong shock on the young girl's heart.
At the same time, in the Guo family’s mansion not far away, the evening tranquility was broken by a sudden flood of information.
In the spacious living room, the expensive color TV screen was flashing, and a news interruption was being broadcast.
The news anchor's voice was filled with professional excitement: "Latest news! Registration for this year's Miss Hong Kong beauty pageant has ended today!
Liu Rumeng, a beauty from the mainland, performed outstandingly. With her elegant appearance and multilingual skills, she was unanimously recognized by the judges as the biggest 'dark horse' of this year during the registration stage alone.
Major newspapers and media have also been reporting on Liu Rumeng.
Her popularity has skyrocketed, and she has instantly become the favorite to win! Let's take a look at the registration footage of Miss Liu Rumeng that our reporter took..."
The screen immediately switched to the clip of the day when Liu Rumeng registered for the Miss Hong Kong pageant.
She was wearing a well-cut plain brocade cheongsam. She looked graceful in front of the camera, with a gentle smile that contained a firm strength. She was radiant and truly unforgettable.
Almost at the same time, the servant came in with several entertainment newspapers that had just been delivered and still smelled of ink.
The entire front page of the top copy was a huge close-up photo of Liu Rumeng taken during the interview, and the title was even more shocking: "Stunning! 'Scholar Beauty' Liu Rumeng stole the show, and received full marks in the first round of registration screening! The judges predicted that she has a bright future!"
The small caption next to it reads: "Mysterious background leads to speculation! Has the new Miss Hong Kong been chosen as the daughter-in-law of the Fok family?"
This bombshell instantly triggered completely different emotional reactions in the Guo family's living room.
Mr. Guo was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and the sound of the news made him slowly open his eyes.
His cloudy but sharp eyes swept across the radiant granddaughter on the screen, and a trace of imperceptible complex emotions passed through his eyes.
The excellence of his granddaughter undoubtedly made Mr. Guo proud, and his tense jawline seemed to relax for a moment.
But then, the "chuan"-shaped wrinkles between his eyebrows became even deeper.
Beauty pageant? Publicity? Acting as an actor?
The contempt in the traditional gentry's concept instinctively emerged and collided violently with the sense of family honor.
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