Seeing that Song Yuanchao still didn't look away after being reminded, Nie Zhao patted him hard on the shoulder: "You have very good eyesight."
Boss Nie is completely different from his gentle and mild-mannered second brother.
Even when Nie Yao is angry and wants to do something bad, his expression is like that of a child.
Even when Nie Zhao is smiling, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze, his eyes and expression are still cold and sinister.
Just like now, he looked at Song Yuanchao with a gentle smile, but Song Yuanchao also felt a chill run down his spine.
In the entire Hong Kong, perhaps only the masculine spirit of Comrade Song Yuanchao, who was born under the red flag, grew up in the spring breeze, had been on the battlefield amidst the smoke of gunpowder, and had infiltrated the pirate park as an undercover agent, could overcome his coldness.
Standing tall and straight, he said, "Boss, I may not be good at other things, but I have excellent eyesight."
Nie Zhao is someone who has suffered serious injuries and undergone craniotomy; he gets headaches whenever he gets angry.
He was so angry at Song Yuanchao's ignorance that the sutures on his skull throbbed, but he could only grit his teeth and smile: "If you have good eyesight, then look more. Look however you want."
But he immediately beckoned Hank over and instructed him in English, "You stand here."
Hank was the tallest, and when he stood in front of Song Yuanchao, unfortunately, Miss Chen Rou's face was immediately blocked.
But then the bodyguards all turned around in a flash, their hands reaching for their guns.
The person who came was actually a nun, who was also the abbot of this temple. From Han Yuzhu's time to Nie Rong and then to Nie Zhao, the temple had been receiving offerings. Hearing that her sugar daddy had arrived, the nun naturally ran very fast. Upon seeing Nie Zhao, she put her hands together and said, "Amitabha."
She hadn't seen Nie Zhao for at least twenty years, and because she was a nun, she didn't know much about worldly affairs. In addition, Nie Rong hadn't mentioned it either, so the nun smiled and said, "The second young master looks quite different from before; he seems to have become much fairer."
Nie Yao prefers a tanned complexion for a more masculine look, while Nie Zhao prefers a fairer complexion.
The nun mistook Nie Zhao for Nie Yao. Although it may seem like a small matter, Nie Zhao was very unhappy about it.
Song Yuanchao's eyes returned to him, and he said, "Auntie, this is the Third Young Master, who is also the current Chairman of the He Group."
Nie Zhao didn't recognize the nun, but she actually recognized him: "Third Young Master, Ah Zhao!"
A man who had been exiled for twenty years has returned and even came to the temple to offer incense.
The nun was initially delighted, but then her expression turned melancholic and resentful: "Second Young Master often comes to offer incense to Chairman Han."
She then said gently, "The second young master is the one who cleans Chairman Han and his wife's tombstone the most diligently, but... it's good that you're here. It's lunchtime, so let's have some vegetarian food first. If you'd like, this humble nun can take you to sweep the tomb later."
Upon hearing this, Chen Rou couldn't help but turn her head.
According to the original owner's memories, in previous years, even when Nie Zhao occasionally came to Hong Kong, Mei Lu would always try to stop him from coming to Lantau Island to sweep Han Yuzhu's grave and offer incense, which made Nie Yao come every now and then.
Her skillful handling of the situation earned Nie Yao a good reputation among his superiors and subordinates.
But outsiders, even the nuns in the temple, complained that Nie Zhao was ignorant and didn't remember his mother's kindness.
Nie Zhao, of course, did not eat outside food. He waved his hand and said, "No need for vegetarian food. I don't need anyone to keep me company. Thank you."
The nun had no idea how much suffering he had endured over the years. Recalling the past, she smiled and said, "Young Master, you also stayed at this temple when you were a child. You were so lively back then. By the way, you especially loved catching fish from the release pond."
This was the first time Chen Rou had seen Nie Zhao truly smile since their marriage.
He looked at the pond full of lotus flowers on the other side of the hall and said, "I remember my mother was sitting in her wheelchair and releasing the fish herself, while I was there with a big fishing net, watching over them. She released one fish, and I caught one."
The nun laughed: "You were probably four years old then, right? Chairman Han, she..."
Chairman Han's strange illness worsened, and he eventually died, bringing Nie Zhao's happy days to an abrupt end.
Perhaps because he was thinking about the past, he went to the release pond, and his bodyguards followed him.
Chen Rou continued chatting with Master Dong about what had just happened.
Mr. Dong patted his chest excitedly: "He can't do it, but what he can't handle, I can!"
He patted his chest again and said, "What's wrong? Tell me, I'll take care of it for you."
Chen Rou gestured for him to calm down, then dropped another bombshell: "He wanted to participate and proposed a concept to collaborate with you, but later he rejected it because he felt you..."
Master Dong sneered, “He’s a despicable scoundrel. He thinks he’s narrow-minded and short-sighted.”
Chen Rou said in a light tone, "No, he just felt that even if the two of you joined forces, you couldn't handle that matter."
The more she denied it, the more Mr. Dong felt that Mr. Er looked down on him.
Of course, things were indeed not easy. Chen Rou had been keeping the old man in suspense the whole way, but she had to be honest: "It's about drug enforcement."
As expected, Master Dong's tone hardened.
Even big shots like him and Master Er have various shady businesses under their command, but drugs are not called shady businesses, they are called black industries. There are also people who specialize in doing this in Hong Kong. Although the people in charge are locals, the colonizers are actually behind them. And Kowloon currently does not ban gambling and prostitution, but it does ban drugs. In a sense, this is also to monopolize the business.
Drug trafficking is a deadly business for local bullies, after all, the Hong Kong police are not to be trifled with.
They are very good at drug enforcement.
In other words, drugs have a very powerful background, and ordinary people should not touch them; getting involved will surely lead to death.
But Master Er actually agreed and was even willing to cooperate with him?
Although Grandpa Dong was afraid, he couldn't afford to lose face in front of his granddaughter. Of course, he also suspected that Chen Rou was lying to him.
After all, they have a blood feud, so how could someone surnamed Er be willing to cooperate with him?
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