The next evening, after seven o'clock, Qiao Wen and Chen Canaan changed into formal attire and headed to the Peninsula Hotel, where this charity reception was being held tonight.
The theme of the reception was a fundraiser for refugees.
The war in Southeast Asia, which has lasted for more than 20 years, has come to an end, and the refugees who have come to Hong Kong City to take refuge because of the war over the years amount to more than 100,000, including the Kowloon Walled City and the Kwun Tong area, which are both places where refugees are concentrated. In addition to ?, the Hong Kong Government has also built several independent refugee camps to provide temporary shelter for these war refugees.
Although the influx of refugees has brought a lot of hidden dangers to the city, and many citizens are suffering because of ?. But for the politicians and tycoons who live in two worlds with the refugees, these refugees can be a stepping stone for their careers - like tonight's charity reception, which will be another great achievement for the tycoons to be celebrated.
The reception is invited by the city's celebrities, not all of them are rich, there are also a lot of literary and artistic celebrities, in order to weaken the flavor of the reception's copper odor.
Qiao Wen and Chen Canaan, who are neither rich nor famous yet, are probably considered the two dongguo gentlemen who are indiscriminately included in this cocktail party.
However, the two men were dressed in suits and combed their small parted hair, how to look like a famous nobleman, or the extra handsome kind. In addition, both of them were all generous, so when they walked into this luxurious banquet hall, there was no sense of incongruity at all, and no one would have guessed that they were two youths who had just come out of the slums.
Qiao Wen is calm and generous, entirely because of the previous life of a well-born and well-informed, and Chen Canaan first entered the upper class life without restraint, because he is really a quite confident young people, and do not think that the rich and powerful have what is unimaginable.
Not long after the two went in with the invitation, they met an acquaintance, none other than Zhou Sir, who has been in the limelight for the past six months.
Zhou Renjun was clearly surprised at the arrival of the two, pulling them to find a seat and asking, "Why are you guys here too?"
Qiao Wen said, "Mr. Zhou sent us invitations."
Zhou Renjun nodded his head, and since he didn't know much about the business world, he didn't ask much. Rather, it was Qiao Wen who remembered that this Zhou Young Master's Zhou of his seemed to be related to Zhou Chaozheng's Zhou, so he casually asked, "Young Zhou, what is your relationship with Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Renjun: "Oh, he's my cousin's uncle."
Qiao Wen nodded his head in understanding, the Zhou family was a famous family in Hong Kong City from the Republic of China period, and the whole family has developed to several branches, with intertwined roots, and there are their outstanding people in various fields, which is considered as the richest and most prestigious OldMoney family in Hong Kong City.
He thought back to the plot of the original world again, because the main characters were Lin Zi Hui and Chen Canaan, plus a Zhong Kaiwen who had now gone down early, for the other powerful families in the city, there was little description, and the Zhou family was only slightly mentioned, completely unimportant. Yet in this real world, they are all unimportant big shots.
"Brother Injun!" As he was thinking, a delicate female voice came.
Zhou Renjun turned around, saw the visitor, and smiled, "Jia Yin, it's been a long time?"
Zhou Jiayin walked over and propped up his shoulder, "Zhou Sir is a busy man, how would he have time to see me?" Speaking of this, she noticed that the handsome young man in a suit next to her was Qiao Wen, and instantly showed surprise, "Mr. Qiao, you're here too?"
Qiao Wen naturally remembered this Miss Chanel that he had met downstairs the day before, not realizing that she was also a member of the Zhou family.
He nodded and said courteously, "Good evening, Ms. Zhou."
Zhou Jiayin eeped, "Zhou Sir, you know Mr. Qiao?"
Zhou Renjun nodded, "Ah Wen is my friend." And then, as if remembering something, he reached out and gestured towards Chen Canaan, introducing, "And his brother, Anan, is also a friend of mine. Ah Wen Ah Nan, Jia Yin is my cousin uncle's daughter, my cousin."
Although Zhou Jiayin was a very young and pretty modern woman, Chen Canaan, who was sipping his tea, obviously had little interest in her and only nodded perfunctorily.
Qiaowen was polite and courteous as always, "It seems like Port City is really small."
Zhou Jiayin smiled and nodded, "Indeed." It was only when she said this that her gaze fell on Chen Canaan's face as an afterthought, and she was slightly stunned.
Chen Canaan pretty boy south of the name, never in vain, not to mention the weekdays casually wear an undershirt pants big slippers, go out is also can not let people ignore the handsome, tonight suits and dresses, the hair has been specially mousse fixed, that is naturally the standard handsome man. And because do not like to play tie, collar buttons on the loose, less serious, but more a few points of dashing style, coupled with the ? engraved eyebrows slightly knit, is an arrogant boredom of the expression, look in the eyes of the woman, there is a kind of manly flavor that can not be said.
Miss Zhou was still attracted by Qiao Wen's beauty earlier, but ? when she saw the hormonal Chen Canaan at that moment, her eyes immediately shone and she "moved on", enthusiastically stretching out her pampered white right hand towards the other party, "You're the one who pulled out a sword when you saw an injustice some time ago Anan?"
Chen Canaan had been frowning because he felt that this banquet was filled with the hypocritical pleasantries of the so-called upper class people, everyone seemed to be wearing a false face, making him very contemptuous.
If this was the life of the upper class, then he didn't find it very interesting.
Because he was busy disliking the upper class, he originally didn't care about Zhou Renjun, his cousin,? moment people took the initiative to greet him, and only then did he have to look squarely at the person, only to directly ignore the girl's long and slender hand, and only nodded his head and said, "Yes, it's me."
Zhou Jiayin didn't succeed in shaking hands, but it didn't matter, naturally withdrawing her hand, smiling, "I've read quite a few reports on you, I heard that your kung fu is very good, and I was thinking that I would have the chance to go to Anan Martial Arts Museum to catch a glimpse of you, I didn't think that I would meet you here, and it's also Mr. Qiao's older brother, so it seems that the world is really a small place."
Her enthusiasm and interest in Chen Canaan could be said to be unconcealed, not to mention Qiao Wen who was a bit teary-eyed and holding his forehead, even the rough and tumble Zhou Renjun couldn't help but start rolling his eyes.
However, Chen Canaan obviously did not receive the signals of the beauty at all, and for a few days ago to see this girl talking to Qiao Wen's scene, but also a little nagging. ? moment to hear her say such a large series, only to feel puzzled: "The martial arts center is teaching, and not a performance, what style can be witnessed?"
There happened to be an empty seat next to him, so Zhou Jiayin sat down next to him and smiled, "So when can you perform? Can I have a chance to see it?"
This was already a blatant indication that he was interested in him, but unfortunately, Chen Canaan still couldn't pick up the other party's signal and returned in a serious manner, "I don't perform."
Zhou Renjun couldn't stand to watch and waved his hand at his cousin, "Alice, aren't you going to help your uncle entertain the guests? Why are you sitting here and not moving?"
Only then did Zhou Jiayin realize a piece of her brain, "I almost forgot! Make yourselves at home then, there's a dance later after the auction fundraiser."
When the people left, Zhou Renjun shook his head and laughed, "This cousin of mine, who went to the United States when she was a teenager, is completely American in style, and has no girl's reserve at all."
Qiaowen said, "I do think it's good for a girl to be so big and bold."
As soon as Chen Canaan heard him praising someone else's girl, her alarm bells went off and she frowned in dissatisfaction, "You think such a girl is good?"
Jovian knew what he was thinking and teased, "You don't like that?"
Chen Canaan: "Of course I don't like it."
Zhou Renjun also deliberately said, "Ah Nan, you don't like Alice like that? Then this cousin of mine seems to have fallen in love."
Although Chen Canaan's belly was empty, he also heard the meaning of these words, and immediately looked at Qiao Wen sheepishly and said righteously, "Zhou Sir, don't talk nonsense!"
Jovian's shoulders nearly shook with amusement at his tense, nervous demeanor.
After the small interlude, the host of the reception, Zhou Chaozheng, then made his official appearance.
Tonight was a semi-private dinner party, with a total of about ten tables of guests, and only a few reporters from major newspapers were invited.
Zhou Chao was holding a wine glass, with Mrs. Zhou on his right hand and his niece Zhou Jiayin on his left, exchanging pleasantries at each table he approached and then making a token toast.
When he came to this table, he first patted Zhou Renjun's shoulder and laughed, "Ah Jun, it's rare for a busy man to come and play once."
"Ninth Uncle," Zhou Renjun smiled, "You even called personally, how dare I not take part in this."
Qiao Wen recalled having read to Zhou Chaozheng's introduction, the Zhou family ranked ninth in this generation, and the young people all called him a ninth uncle.
Zhou Chaozheng smiled and nodded, then exchanged pleasantries towards the others at the table, finally landing on Qiao Wen and Chen Canaan, extending his hand, "You two must be Mr. Qiao and Mr. Chen from Wennan Real Estate, right? Nice to meet you."
Hearing his words, Qiaowen's brows furrowed without trace.
Wen Nan Real Estate in addition to the collection of a dozen or so small plots of land, any other business has not yet been launched, basically is a nobody knows the skin bag company. This big boss Zhou, opened his mouth to ask the identity of the two men, but not to say that the Qiao manager of the Mengzhen clothing, nor the Chen Pavilion master of the Anan Martial Arts Museum, but directly mentioned the Wennan company, how are some unreasonable.
However, Qiao Wen quickly became clear in his mind and stood up to shake his hand, smiling, "Mr. Zhou, it's a pleasure to meet you. It's an honor to receive Mr. Zhou's invitation."
Zhou Chaozheng said, "It should be, it should be, I appreciate young people with skills the most. The two of you have a good time tonight."
He was a young man, but in fact he was not yet forty, because he was very good-looking, well-maintained, and well-dressed, he looked like a mature man of a proper age and charisma.
Qiao Wen, who sat back in his seat, glanced around and saw that not far away sat a table of broad-minded-looking several people, one of whom was clearly Peter Wang.
He was more certain in his mind of his suspicions.
It seems that the person who Peter Wang said was going to buy him and Chen Canaan's half-slope piece of land near the sea should be this Big Boss Zhou. It was estimated that Big Boss Zhou had already investigated him and Canaan Chen.
If one can think of the tens of millions of dollars of profit that could be created from that land, naturally there are others who have thought of it.
He silently picked up the white porcelain cup in front of him and drank a mouthful of tea, tens of millions of dollars is not a small amount. Since Zhou Chaozheng is staring at this piece of land, but also as ? a corner, I am only afraid that he is determined to get it.
It seems that development needs to be on the agenda sooner rather than later.