Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 143 Chapter 142: Lunch
Hearing Kexi's praise, Lin Huaile could only smile.

"Uncle Kexi, this is not a place to talk, there are too many people, please come inside!"

Seeing that the two of them already knew each other, Xie Lan proposed to go to the box.

Cauchy nodded, expressing his agreement. The guests of Fulinmen are either rich or expensive. After all, a meal costs at least several thousand yuan, which is not affordable for ordinary citizens.

Xie Lan held Ke Xi's arm, and the three of them got on the elevator and returned to Hongyun Pavilion.

The box was cleaned up by the service staff, and three pots of tea were served again.

Great efforts have been put into the decoration of the Fulinmen box, and the Yishui's antique decoration of the Ming and Qing Dynasties has an extraordinary artistic conception.

If you are Chinese, because you are used to seeing it, you don’t have much feeling on the contrary.

Xiangjiang is a mixture of Chinese and Western cultures, with various civilizations blending together, yet distinct.

But Kexi was a ghost and a Jew, and he was born with a blood yearning for history, especially the metal gossip on the wall, which attracted his attention.

"Bagua, one life is two, two is three, three is all things."

"Ancient philosophy, occult science!"

Lin Huaile could also see that Kexi's eyes had been paying attention to the metal gossip on the wall, so he answered.

He didn't know much about gossip, only a few words, and he said two nonsense that Chinese people would make nonsense.

"Xiao Lan should have said that I am a Jew. Our suffering nation is naturally interested in occultism."

"I often read some ancient Chinese myths, but because of my cultural background, I didn't understand them."

Cauchy didn't take a seat, but walked up to Metal Gossip and talked freely.

This is a pain for Lin Huaile, he knew that Zhang Yuntian would be brought here, this old Jianghu who has experienced bloody storms, even if it is nonsense, he can still make fun of this half-ghost.

But the scene has to be messed up, otherwise the scene will be quite ugly.

"A nation must have a special background."

"Mysticism is the dark red in the background color."

"Bloody, silly, and heart-wrenching."

Occultism is indeed a bit difficult for a good young man in the new era, and he can't talk nonsense. Cauchy can say that he has read it. If he is wrong, his impression points will be greatly reduced.

But it is not impossible, you can lead the Huatou to the field you are familiar with.

Being a good listener and being a good listener is Lin Huaile's forte. If he didn't have this insight, he would have died long ago.

Ke Xi nodded, agreeing with Lin Huaile's words very much.

There was a knock on the door of the box, and then a large group of waiters, carrying dishes in their hands, began to walk away.

The table was soon full of dishes, Xie Lan took out two banknotes, asked them to send two bottles of Latour, and let them go out.

"While eating and chatting, looking at a piece of iron in a daze, I really don't understand what's going on in the man's head?"

Seeing that the two were still gossiping and chatting to the metal, Xie Lan quickly stood up, walked in front of the two, and asked them to sit down quickly.

Kexi's interest was disturbed, and he smiled helplessly: "A woman's bounden duty is to make men unhappy."

"Young man, I feel sad for your married life!" After speaking, he reached out and patted Lin Huaile on the shoulder.

Seeing the wry smile on Kexi's face, Lin Huaile felt that these words were not meant for himself, but lamented the unfortunate life of these years.

The two looked at each other with wry smiles and walked back to their respective seats.

"The abalone here is famous in Xiangjiang. Uncle Kexi must try it."

Xie Lan pretended not to hear Coxi's nonsense, but secretly made up her mind that she must call Aunt Daisy at night to complain.

Because Fulinmen was featured in the Michelin magazine, many foreigners came to visit.

In order to take care of these foreign customers, Fulinmen specially prepared knives and forks, so that everyone can enjoy delicious food without barriers.

Ke Xi picked up the knife and fork, cut the two abalones into two, forked it with a fork, dipped it in a little sauce, put it in his mouth, and savored it carefully.

He enjoys the taste of the Q bomb, and the complex taste in the sauce is fascinating.

A gourmet does not have to be a gluttonous person. A gourmet focuses on the quality of food, not the quantity.

After three or two bites, the appetite is completely opened.

"The abalone is so good that I, a person who doesn't like seafood, can't put down the knife and fork in my hand."

"I read a newspaper recently, saying that you, Fengrun Insurance, have established a new tennis association and applied to the International Tennis Federation for the Open Championship."

"That's a good thing."

"There are not many professional tennis players in Xiangjiang, but they can only go overseas to compete and win points."

"It's alright now, Xiangjiang also has an open competition."

"Rosie has always wanted to be a professional tennis player. She will be very happy to know that you are going to apply for the Open Championship."

Cauchy picked up the wine glass, shook it lightly to make the tannin better, sniffed it, and took a sip.

Rosie!

Xie Lan thought of her friend's face. She knew that Uncle Kexi's family wanted their daughter to study in Oxford.

Although Cauchy is a Jew, his family has settled in the British Isles for hundreds of years, and their life and thinking patterns are the same as those of a real British guy.

Brits have rigid habits and love to pass on, and the same goes for schools.

Even generations will attend one school, elementary school, middle school, college, everything.

As a top student at Oxford University, I certainly hope that my daughter will study at my alma mater.

University seems to be a prototype society, but it is by no means the same as the eccentric and colorful outside the campus.

If the grades are not enough, you can use money to open the way.

Oxford University accepts donations from university alumni, as long as two or three million pounds, you can get an unlimited ticket to enter Oxford.

But Cauchy can't do it!
300 million pounds is not worth mentioning to the director of the credit department at HSBC headquarters.

There are hundreds of millions of funds flowing in his hands every day.

He didn't have to pay the money, so someone naturally took it out of his pocket and donated it to Oxford University in the name of Cauchy.

But any favor needs to be repaid.

The favor of 300 million pounds is also a huge burden for a high-ranking person like Cauchy.

Sheilan knew Cauchy's difficulties. There were many ways to get into Oxford University, but money was only one.

Professional athletes are also a shortcut.

Universities in Europe and the United States will take morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor as their comprehensive development goals. It is not the purpose of universities to just cultivate nerds, politicians, and nobles.

The top universities have only one training goal, to cultivate strong players who can change the rules.

Just like the current Oxford University President’s opening speech, we love the strong, but the strong don’t need to be loved much.

The weak need love, but no one will really love the weak.

For the weak, we only give sympathy.

To help the weak, one should become strong himself, not become weak like them.

Students of Oxford University, you are on the road to becoming a strong man, and become a strong man who can change the world.

This naked jungle speech also shows the cruelty of the real society.

(End of this chapter)