Chapter 40

Lin Wei took the inner passage and sent Reporter Zhou into the infield.

Reporter Zhou also asked her, what is the difference between the Hong Kong goddess and the Hong Kong sister? Is there a swimsuit section?

Lin Wei said proudly: "Of course it's different. We don't have any swimsuit sessions. Everyone wears whatever they want and releases their own personality independently -"

Wow -

the last half of Lin Wei's voice was lost in the cheers of the citizens. .

It turned out that the contestant on the stage suddenly took off his coat.

The women's attire of tight tops and hot pants immediately caused bursts of cheers and loud whistles from the audience.

Zhou Dong couldn't help but said: "Wow - you are so big? This is too daring to wear."

"Wouldn't it be more daring to wear Hilton's swimsuit?" Lin Wei took the water handed over by Wen Yue and didn't take it seriously. The thing is, isn’t it just sex? If you feel a little sexy, what does that count? It's so rare and strange.

Until she saw the player taking a stick with a shiny metallic luster.

Lin Wei almost spit out a mouthful of water.

The scene after that was completely out of control.

"What is she dancing? It's too over the top."

"Oh my god, why do I feel so ashamed?"

The staff generally commented that the scale was too big.

"What kind of dance is this? Why is there a stick?" asked reporter Zhou.

"You don't know what she dances like?" Lin Wei, who was holding the water, was surprised.

"You know?" Everyone looked at her.

"Have you never heard of pole dancing?"

"What is that?" Zhou Dong asked.

If even reporters haven’t heard of it, it means pole dancing hasn’t become popular yet.

Wen Jiayue took the information registration form and flipped it through, and said, "What is written on it is 毩士, a kind of acrobatics."

Huh?

There are such sexy acrobatics.

However, it does look somewhat different from the pole dancing of later generations. The same thing is that it has a healthy aesthetic and confidently displays muscle strength.

Lin Wei felt that this girl had some creativity of her own, otherwise she would not be able to explain the steel pipe.

So exciting.

The little girl next to him covered her eyes in embarrassment, but couldn't help but peek through her fingers.

The response from the audience was overwhelming.

As her beautiful long legs swung into the air, the audience in the audience screamed, and those behind started pushing her without seeing her.

Staff and police loudly maintained order and kept the crowd at a distance.

Reporter Zhou’s camera film seemed free, and he kept taking photos.

Not only him, but also reporters from many other newspapers came, riding behind the human wall to take pictures.

Lin Wei murmured in her heart that after this report was released, it would be difficult to predict the direction of the trend.

The sexy dance brought the atmosphere to the climax, but the judges didn't seem to be interested. Amid everyone's enthusiastic shouts, only one light went off.

"What's going on?"

"Why don't you shoot the lights?"

"Shoot the lights, shoot the lights, shoot the lights!"

The audience was dissatisfied and forced the judges to shoot another one, but the remaining one refused to shoot anything. .

Lin Wei probably guessed the reason why the judges were unwilling to take photos. Since she was a goddess, she instinctively thought that such a "sexy" dance should not be performed on the stage. The market atmosphere was too windy and dusty.

The host on stage was interrupted several times while controlling the scene, and then he received a note from Lin Wei again.

"Quiet, everyone, please listen to me. Let me explain to you here. Our competition rules are that the three-light players will directly advance to the semi-finals, and the two-light players will participate in our subsequent rematch. At that time, whether the players advance will be decided by the audience on site. "

The audience was in an uproar. They had never heard of voting before.

Of course they hadn't heard of it, because that was the rule that Lin Wei planned to add to the rematch. Today, a rematch was added on an impromptu basis.

If an activity is ineffective, it should be cut down to avoid wasting manpower and material resources. But if it is effective, it must be extended to lengthen the front.

After the crowd quieted down, the host continued: "I think many people here don't know that Queen's Square is a translation error. The correct translation should be Queen's Square, but why do we translate Queen as Queen? It's because our concepts are still unclear. Staying in the past, no matter how noble the queen is, she is still a symbol of women who exist dependent on men. The reason why we choose to compete here is to select a queen who is truly self-aware. What is a queen? I can wear whatever I want, not what I don’t want to wear. Don't wear anything? Women's beauty is not determined by others.

"Okay!"

shouted the confident man.

Everyone laughed.

It was getting dark, and suddenly, the lights around the stage suddenly turned on, including the lights in the outfield, which were brightly lit for a while.

The spectators immediately cheered.

"Welcome to the "Hong Kong Goddess" competition co-organized by Chalian Beverage Industry and Yashan Clothing. We will hold a three-day audition at Queen's Square. One week later, on September 18, we will also A resurrection competition will be held here. After the competition, the first place will receive a cash prize of 100,000 yuan, as well as a KeKe ChaLian VIP lifetime free milk tea card and a Yashan VIP lifetime free customized card. You don’t have to regret the losing contestants. Let’s meet at 18 No. When the time comes, please choose the goddess who has both wisdom and beauty in your heart."

The audience responded loudly.

"It may be timed out." Wen Jiayue counted the players waiting for the venue. It was almost six o'clock in the evening. A quarter of the players were still not on stage today. The original plan was to end at seven o'clock. The event started in the afternoon. It started at two o'clock and has been going on for four hours.

"If it's overdue, it's overdue. The registration will be completed until 8pm, and we will communicate with the teachers and try to finish it within two hours."

It was only half an hour longer than expected, and it did not exceed the plan by much.

After the evening, the audience's enthusiasm increased even more.

At the end of the performance, the instructor sang a song "Evening on the Suburbs of Moscow" sincerely, which caused thousands of people to sing in chorus, making the excited crowd reluctant to disperse.

"It's time to get together and part ways. Let's meet again tomorrow. Thank you all." The host bowed in thanks.

It took a long time for the crowd to disperse, and the square slowly became quiet.

After it was over, Su Tianrui took cash and handed it out to the police one by one.

Wen Jiayue led people to clean the scene. Lin Wei communicated with the host and instructor about tomorrow's process and left.

Song Ye was waiting for her in the car.

"Is it too late?" she asked.

The bodyguard started the car.

Song Ye said, "It doesn't matter, it's just started over there."

Lin Wei took out the tickets from her bag. They were going to the Hilton in Mong Kok to attend the beauty pageant: "There's nothing you can do about it. You didn't know it at the company. The scene was super hot."

Song Ye said . Ye stayed to sit in the company and was responsible for the dispatch of personnel and property, so he was not on site the whole day.

"I heard it." The company was not far away, and the loud noise could be said to be very disturbing. People in the company could not sit still and wanted to go see it. The person who returned from the shift also told the details vividly. When he came to deliver the money Also caught up with the end of the event.

Lin Wei looked outside the car. The flowing night scene of lights was like a movie framed in a frame. She hummed unconsciously: "It's quiet everywhere in the garden late at night, and the leaves no longer rustle; the night is so beautiful, it's fascinating. , such a quiet night..." ①

This is probably the aftereffect of everyone attending a concert. This is the charm of music.

Song Ye turned his head to look at the girl beside him, with a faint smile leaking from the corner of his mouth.

Because we had to take a boat, it was almost nine o'clock when we arrived in Mong Kok.

The swimsuit show had already ended when they went there. The Western band in the corner of the hall was playing melodious music, the air was filled with the aroma of wine, the crystal lamps above their heads were emitting intoxicating light, and tall and beautiful women in evening dresses were walking through the venue. , the clothes are fragrant and the shadows on the temples are also very lively.

There are also many people coming to the hotel, but compared to the warm atmosphere of Queen's Square, it is a different style. The tickets are two hundred, and they make a lot of money in one night. .

There were probably hundreds of people at the venue, including many reporters. She also saw Zhou Dong, who was actually rushing to the venue.

It is said that the last beauty pageant was held three years ago, and the response was not very good. The winner was very controversial. There were always rumors that it was an unofficial choice. The clerk took the money and absconded. In the end, the results of participating in Miss World were not very good.

Various reasons dampened the enthusiasm of the organizers, resulting in the event being held again three years later.

Maybe she was too tired, but Lin Wei felt a little sleepy as soon as she sat down and listened to the music.

She steeled herself and looked at the judges in the front rows of the infield.

Someone sat down next to her. She thought it was Song Ye who had come back with snacks, and took a piece of snack directly from the other person's plate.

"Do you know those people? I heard that they are all big guys in Hong Kong City. These old men are so disgusting and greasy that their eyes are glued to the little girl. There are only a few female judges. Isn't this a group of men? "Really?" Lin Wei complained dissatisfied.

Song Ye didn't reply to her, and Lin Wei didn't care either. Song Ye didn't talk much. She often talked and Song Ye listened.

Song Ye has always been a good listener. Even if he disagrees with her point of view, he will not refute her, and his tone of voice is very tight. She will unconsciously release herself.

"Da Qiang, you can't be so greasy when you get older. Staying in shape is the first step, bragging less is the second step, and quitting sex is the third step. Why are you laughing? I'll be honest..."

Lin Wei finally noticed that she was beside her. There was something wrong with the person. As soon as he turned around, he was faced with a strange young man. The other person smiled brightly, but the corners of his mouth held back a sudden smile. I don't know why, but he looked familiar.

She was holding half a piece of pastry in her hand and was stunned. She hadn't been this embarrassed for a long time. Maybe she was too sleepy, which caused her alertness to drop

. "Ah, hug... I'm sorry." Lin Wei put the pastry down again in confusion. go back.

Man: "..."

Lin Wei hurriedly took it back.

The man put his fist in front of his lips, coughed, and said, "My name is Fu Wenfan. Thank you Miss Lin for the warning. I will pay more attention when I am older."

Lin Wei reacted and realized what he was talking about.

But the name Fu Wenfan sounds familiar...

He looks familiar and his name is familiar. Has she seen it before?

Then, there was a loud bang in her head, as if something exploded.

"You...you you-" Lin Wei was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Fu Wenfan?

The former richest man in China!

She never expected to see the richest man in person here, and for a moment she lost control of her expression.

"Ms. Lin knows me?" The other party was also puzzled.

The richest man!

Who doesn’t know that figure who has dominated the Chinese community for decades? I didn't expect to be so handsome and elegant when I was young.

This person has indeed not become greasy, has maintained a good figure, has no messy scandals, and seems to be the kind of gentle and easy-going person.

"No, I'm sorry, I got the wrong person. You look very similar to someone I know." Lin Weiqiang calmed down and explained.

"Is that so -"

"Do you know me?" Lin Wei remembered that he just called her Miss Lin, obviously he knew her.

Fu Wenfan smiled and said: "As for the matter of paying attention to Miss Lin and Fu Sheng, it's hard not to miss Miss Lin with her extraordinary courage and wit."

Lin Wei was stunned again.

All I could think about was him praising me, and the richest man actually praised me. I'm so awesome. Did I hear that right?

Feeling great.

Fu Wenfan lowered his head and smiled: "Miss Lin is not the same as the one in the legend."

Lin Wei also realized that she was too stupid, and quickly calmed her expression and tried to make up for herself: "I'm sorry, just... you are so similar. , I couldn’t react at the moment.”

“It seems that that person is so important to Miss Lin that I can’t help myself.”

…I can’t say that.

However, she did admire the richest man for a certain period of time. Animals like humans, once they get rich, will expose some of the ugliness of human nature. The chaotic relationship between men and women is nothing. It will happen when people are used to it. Some outrageous actions, but this person's reputation has always been consistent, there is almost no negative news, and he has always maintained a good public relations image. Even if he is just pretending, he still has perseverance that ordinary people cannot match.

"It's just a bit unexpected." Lin Wei replied dryly.

Fu Wenfan chuckled, probably noticing Lin Wei's embarrassment, and turned the topic back to the big guys in the front row.

"The person in the center is Ms. Annette, the wife of Financial Secretary Redeker. Next to her on the left is her friend Monica, the wife of the French Consul General in Hong Kong. On the right are the Chief Superintendent of the Police Cheng Qirong; Chu Aidong, Justice of the Peace, is engaged in real estate and shipping business; Su Yusen, Secretary of the Housing Bureau, you should know this..." Fu Wenfan's introduction was concise and appropriate, and Lin Wei was instantly impressed.

The first one is the wife of the third-in-command in Hong Kong City. She cooperates with the Hong Kong Governor, manages the financial power of Hong Kong City and holds real power. She has also seen the husband of the second one in the newspaper. A few days ago, she was because of News about pedophilia has appeared in newspapers, but I don’t know whether it is true or not; Zheng Qirong is also very powerful. He is the first Chinese chief superintendent. It turns out that this position has always been held by British people. There are rumors that he is the backstage of the Chinese detective; Chu Aidong - Hong Kong City Real Estate One of the big bosses. He dominated Hong Kong in the 1950s. He has always presented himself as a Confucian businessman. He originally had a good reputation. Unfortunately, after his death, the family property war resulted in many illegitimate children competing for the family wealth. Su Yusen is Su Tianrui's uncle...

Su Tianrui is a chicken. Thief, she even thought of scaring the Shaw family, but she never thought of lowering her face and going to her uncle...

However, this was also the reason why Su Tianrui reassured her.

After introducing the first row, Fu Wenfan paused and said, "You don't need to know the people in the second row. They are all just making up the numbers."

Making up the numbers?

Lin Wei was surprised. It turned out that the elegant and gentle richest man could also be so "mean". Shi Huaicheng was in the second row. He didn't know what his reaction would be when he heard this comment.

But this is not annoying, on the contrary, it can bring them closer invisibly.

Facing the man's soft gaze, Lin Wei didn't know why she was nervous. In short, she just felt uncomfortable. She looked away and had nothing to say: "What about the beauties, which one do you like?"

The other party was stunned for a moment. , a slightly smiling voice sounded: "Every woman has her own beauty, with different aesthetics, it is difficult to compare them to each other. In my words... I prefer women who focus on their own ideals. Like a strong wind that shakes the forest, beauty is invisible, hidden beauty Yu Zhong."

Listening to what he said, Lin Wei thought of the richest man's first wife. She was indeed a very ideal woman. She was from a famous family and loved art. She also helped the rich man's career a lot. Unfortunately, she died in the early years. After the fire, the richest man was so sad that he never remarried and raised his only daughter to inherit the family business.

If there is an opportunity, I would like to remind you to prevent the tragedy from happening again.

Lin Wei sighed lightly: "It's true, I also envy those who have ideals." It's a pity that she is too busy every day to be busy, so how can she have time to pursue her ideals? Her idol was still Lu Xiaoman. Although she has long forgotten to go to Java, this does not prevent her from being an artistic pursuer.

I don’t know if I would have achieved anything if I had concentrated on painting.

Now he is completely a businessman who smells like copper and is extremely vulgar.

After a while, she didn't wait for Fu Wenfan's reply, wondering if she had chatted to death. She was really not very good at finding topics when not talking about work.

"Ms. Lin is focused on her career, how can she say she has no ideals?" Fu Wenfan's voice sounded, "In a territory where men have the right to speak, it is very rare to be able to carve out a way."

The richest man's words were so comfortable, But she has an innate advantage, so just listen to her words, but you can't take her seriously.

"It's not worth mentioning. Mr. Fu is a man of great talent. I don't know where to get a job?"

"I don't dare to take it." Fu Wenfan took out his business card and handed it to Lin Wei. "I opened a toy company and barely made a living."

Speaking of the toy company, Lin Wei suddenly thought of Song Ye. Where has he been for so long? Why hasn't he seen anyone?

Outside the Hilton Hotel.

The light was dim, and the man was leaning against the stone pillar, his body half-hidden in the thick shadow, his face blurred, and only the burning cigarette butt in his hand pointed at his movements.

"...That guy was very tight-lipped. We got him drunk, so we found out a little bit. He said he was paid to do things, and he didn't want to kill anyone. He just fired a few shots in a crowded place to scare Miss Lin. He I don’t know what that person’s purpose was, and I never looked for him again.”

“Who is it?” Song Ye’s low voice came from the dim shadows.

"I didn't ask. The kid fell asleep. It took us a lot of time to find out."

"Have everyone around him been checked?"

"They have been checked." The speaker paused, "I haven't looked. What's wrong? His daily schedule is normal. Even if he goes to see fellow villagers occasionally, he's not an important person. " " Where

is he from? " Huo Guang paused in the darkness. "?" "Ah?" The man reacted and said hurriedly, "His fellow villager does do some odd jobs at the Huizhou Chamber of Commerce." Song Ye said nothing. Li Ping hesitated for a moment and then said: "Brother Qiang—Su Junhua almost killed one of Lan Xiong's subordinates because of a dancer two days ago. I saw that the relationship between the two was average. In the end, Zheng Qirong stepped in to solve the problem. The Chinese chief detective doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Su family." Song Ye raised his head and took a puff of cigarette. The moonlight outlined his handsome profile. The cigarette butt fell to the ground and he crushed it with a leather shoe. "Where's Awei?" "No, Miss Lin has been busy with activities. She didn't see anyone suspicious today." After he finished speaking, he paused and added, "Mr. Su, too." Song Ye said "hmm" and then Coming out of the shadows, he took off his coat and handed it to the other person, then returned to the Hilton Hotel. The man held his coat and watched Song Ye leave. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the parking lot. He is Lin Wei's bodyguard Li Ping, who was originally Su Tianrui's man. Before, he wanted to help Master Su teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but he was "collected" by Song Ye. As for the process of recruiting, Li Ping didn't want to recall it at all. This is a terrorist. When Song Ye went back, he happened to meet Lin Wei coming out with a wine glass. Seeing Song Ye, Lin Wei seemed to be relieved: "Where have you been? It's been so long?" Before Song Ye could answer, a man's voice came out: "Are you Miss Lin's friend? She was just about to go out to find you, and I I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first." Song Ye looked at the other person, the man smiled at him, and then left. "Goodbye, Mr. Fu." Lin Wei waved happily. Song Ye stared at the man's back without saying a word.

After they walked away, Lin Wei said: "I'm telling you, this guy is very powerful. If you want to hug him, you have to do it early. I just finished asking about him. He is only 28 years old and his career has just started. Do the same as you." " Really

?"

"Can it be fake? Fu Wenfan started out in toys, then bought real estate, and along the way..."

Lin Wei seemed to realize something, and asked: "Do you think he is similar to you? ?"

"I don't feel it." Song Ye's voice was emotionless.

"It's not the looks, it's the temperament, especially when you smile, it's so similar. I almost recognized the wrong person just now... But after a closer comparison, you are a bit rustic."

Song Ye: "..."

"But you don't have to be afraid. , you are better looking, I will package it for you, you will definitely look more like a polite scum than him."

Song Ye was silent for a few seconds, looking at the cup in her hand: "Have you been drinking?"

"Yes," Lin Wei looked. She felt very happy and said, "I have a good drinking capacity."

She really has a good drinking capacity. She was responsible for drinking many of her business partners in the past. Women are naturally weak at the wine table and are easily persuaded to drink. It is not easy to keep yourself sober. She practiced a lot and put on a heroic posture, but she suffered from drinking problems, which forced her to quit smoking and drinking.

Later, she made a rule for herself not to discuss business at the wine table. In order to cater to others, it was not worth it to wear down her body.

Mainly because she already had a certain social status at that time, so she didn't have to embarrass herself so much.

"What do you want to drink?" Lin Wei turned her head to look at him, suddenly frowned slightly and moved closer to Song Ye.

Song Ye took a step back, only to be held back by Lin Wei.

"Don't move," Lin Wei sniffed, then pulled Song Ye to smell him, "Why does it smell like smoke?"

Song Ye asked her to hold her hands with nowhere to put them. After hearing the words, he paused and explained: "It should be It was stained outside. I met a drunkard just now and stained my coat."

"Oh," Lin Wei nodded, then raised a finger and tapped Song Ye's chest, saying with a smile, "I did. You know, Daqiang, you are the best. You don’t smoke or drink, you study hard, you are thrifty and take care of your family, you have a pure character, you are pure and pure, you have ice soul, snow soul, soul... rags, no bad habits, you are the legend A high-quality human male."

Song Ye realized that she was a little drunk.

"The winner of the 9th Miss Xiangjiang is...Miss Tu Feixin."

Warm applause suddenly burst out in the hall.

"Shady story!" Lin Wei suddenly shouted, and then Song Ye saw her drink all the wine in the cup.

She handed the cup to the waiter, who was about to rush to the stage. Song Ye saw this and raised his hand to pull the person over.

Lin Wei was dizzy and struggled desperately when she saw someone grabbing her.

"Rogue, let me go. Don't think I'm drunk. If you dare to touch me, I'll call the police."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Song Ye took the person outside the hotel without changing his expression. Fortunately, They are not far from the door.

"Wu Ming, where did Wu Ming die? Your boss was molested by a gangster." Lin Wei shouted while struggling, and Song Ye's shirt was torn open by her.

He grabbed her hand, paused briefly, and said, "I'm Song Ye."

"Who is Song Ye?" Lin Wei was confused, "I've never heard of it."

After saying that, she tried her best to look up at Song Ye. When she saw the person clearly, Lin Wei smiled and stopped struggling: "With such good looks, Wu Ming has made a difference, and his aesthetics is finally online."

Song Ye glanced at her lightly and asked, "Who is Wu Ming?"

It's a pity that Lin Wei was immersed in his beauty and praised: "You are really iconic. He understands my aesthetics. I like a flower of the high mountains like you."

The two of them dragged themselves to the door. Outside the hotel, Li Ping, who was waiting outside, quickly stepped forward, only to see Miss Lin suddenly pinch Song Ye's chin.

Song Ye ducked away as if he couldn't bear to be disturbed. The clothes on his chest were opened, revealing a small piece of beautiful texture. It looked like he had been molested.

Lin Wei laughed out loud, "I'm innocent, I understand, I have money," she said and started touching her pockets, "Where's my phone? Did you see it? I'll scan the QR code for you to pay. I'm really rich, I won't lie. You."

Lin Wei snarled dissatisfiedly as she couldn't find her phone, "Are you looking down on me? Just allow you men to spend it. I'm so rich, but I haven't even taken care of a little girl yet. How can I pay for it? The messy scandals..." She looked very aggrieved, "They are all so ugly, as if I don't have a choice. I want to find a good-looking one to show them. If I want a bag, I will also give it to you."

Li Ping . He quickly opened the car door, not daring to listen any more.

Song Ye brought people into the car, his expression always cold.

Lin Wei said angrily: "My little temper is quite stubborn. Let me tell you, there are plenty of good-looking men. In the worst case, I'll ask Wu Ming to find them for me."

With a "bang", the car door closed.

Song Ye went up from the other side.

"Driver, go to the Kowloon Hotel and book me the presidential suite No. 1207." After Lin Wei gave the order, she finally ran out of energy, felt sleepy, and leaned towards the car window.

Song Ye took a deep breath and reached out to pull the person over. Lin Wei fell into his arms as if she was boneless.

The next moment, her head was raised again. Lin Wei's half-opened eyes were filled with mist, her fair cheeks were slightly red with a hint of drunkenness, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, and under her eyelashes was a blank look: "You Who is it? It's so annoying."

Song Ye pinched her chin, his eyes were as dark as ink, and his other hand went behind her and moved slightly in front of her. The two of them breathed close to each other, their noses touched each other, and their lips only touched each other. There is only one piece of paper left.