Manhattan Reborn 1978

Asia.

Heung Kong, Sham Shui Po, Fook Cheong Wan Restaurant.

Ten o'clock in the morning~

David, Chu Yingying, and secretary Maggie got into the car and left.

Mr. Zhang Maochang, who has had a rough life and met countless people, his son Zhang Jia'an, and his eldest disciple Xu Congshan all looked at the car disappearing at the corner of the street with complicated expressions and remained silent.

In the restaurant behind them, some people could vaguely hear the exclamations and excited chatter and laughter.

gift!

David made an impromptu decision to come to Xiangjiang this time. Instead of going to work immediately, he chose to visit Cui Yingying's family first with gifts and gave them a bunch of "big gifts."

But. .

Mr. Zhang Maochang turned his head to look at his eldest apprentice and son with a cold face, then glanced at the noisy apprentices in the restaurant, endured it again and again, and finally sighed.

“It’s so embarrassing and embarrassing!!”

"..." Zhang Jia'an, who also felt the same way, looked back with an angry look on his face, looked back with disgust in his eyes, and asked his senior brother Xu Congshan.

"Why didn't you stop them just now?"

Xu Congshan seemed to have known that today's scene would happen. He smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"They just haven't seen much of the world, so when they saw those gifts, they started to talk a little bit."

"Master, don't be angry..."

"When Junior Sister and the others come back, I will definitely apologize to him on behalf of the Senior Brothers..."

"apologize?"

"What are you apologizing for?" Zhang Maochang sneered as he looked at his eldest disciple Xu Congshan, who was nearly fifty years old and still a bit naive.

"Do you think... David can't understand what they were mumbling just now without Yingying as his translator?"

"When he met your junior brother Zhang Wenbiao in Chinatown, New York, he was able to chat in fluent Chinese."

"what?"

"this.."

"Then they just..."

"Hmph!" Zhang Maochang snorted while biting his back molars, and growled with trembling hands behind his back.

"Are they still dreaming of going to the United States to make a fortune?!"

"Haha~"

"Go ahead and make them give up!"

"..." Xu Congshan watched his master's face getting worse and worse, and then glanced at the disgusting expression on his junior brother Zhang Jia'an's face as if he had eaten a fly. He closed his mouth wisely and nodded, then turned and walked into the restaurant. .

"Huh~" Mr. Zhang Maochang raised his head and looked at the narrow sky. The depression in his heart felt like a big stone, blocking him uncomfortably. .

The young Zhang Jia'an turned his back to the restaurant door. Hearing the original noise behind him, it instantly became silent. He walked to his father's side with a sneer and said.

"You always told me in the past that people's hearts are unpredictable, hypocrisy is hard to distinguish, there is a difference between closeness and distance, and the world is not ancient..."

"I didn't understand what these words meant at the time, but now I understand a little bit."

"Well.."

"I understand a little bit, okay!"

"But you don't fully understand either!"

Mr. Zhang Maochang looked back at his son, put his hand on his shoulder, and said warmly.

"I have accepted disciples all my life and never hide my secrets from my followers!"

"But they always thought that I only passed on my unique skills to you, Cong Shan, and Yingying."

"That's because they are not good at studying!"

"Haha~ They don't think so."

"Then what you said just now wasn't angry, was it?"

"of course not!"

"..." Zhang Jia'an looked at his father's serious face and suddenly remembered the relaxed smile that his sister Cui Yingying showed when she left. .

Could it be that she had expected everything that happened today?

----

On the other side, on the road.

David held Cui Yingying's hand and sat in the car, silently looking at the pedestrians and street scenes outside the car window, as if nothing had happened just now~

Cui Yingying next to him also had a calm face. She seemed not to be affected at all, and her mood was unexpectedly calm.

Maggie, the secretary sitting in the passenger seat, and Zhou Liwen, the driver, both thought about their own concerns and remained silent.

About twenty minutes later.

The Peninsula Hotel, 22 Salisbury Road, Tsim Sha Tsui.

Driver Zhou Liwen slowly parked the car on the street in front of the hotel, quickly got out of the car, opened the door for David, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Coleman, we're here."

"Hmm..." David pulled Cui Yingying and stood beside the car. Looking at the various high-end cars parked outside the hotel not far away, he asked Cui Yingying curiously.

"Do you know the history of this hotel?"

"No." Cui Yingying shook her head with a smile, glanced at Zhou Liwen who was standing beside him and laughed, and after a few glances, she threw the question to him.

"Mr. Zhou, could you please introduce it to us?"

"Okay." Although Zhou Liwen didn't know why David stood outside and didn't go in since he was already there.

But he has seen too many ghost guys with various "quirks". Since he has already asked, let's follow his instructions.

"Where we are now is Salisbury Road (Salisbury Road), Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon Peninsula."

"The earliest section of it was built in 1887. It was built in the 1900s along with the Tsim Sha Tsui section of the Kowloon Railway during the reclamation of the seaside. It was named after the then British Prime Minister Salisbury (Marquess of Salisbury)."

"The Peninsula Hotel in front of you is the oldest existing luxury hotel in Hong Kong and a well-known landmark overlooking Victoria Bay."

"Its founders are a very famous family in Hong Kong, the Kadoorie family."

"The Kadoorie family?"

"Do you know much about it?" David heard Zhou Liwen's very confident tone, turned to look at him with interest, and asked.

"Haha~"

Zhou Liwen smiled and nodded, raised his finger sideways to the right side of the hotel, and said.

"I used to be in charge of the anti-aircraft unit in the police force, and the office is over there~"

"The anti-flying team is a special task force that targets juvenile crimes, so I often come into contact with some Hong Kong rich people and officials."

"Oh~" David understood Zhou Liwen's unspoken subtext, raised his eyebrows, nodded and smiled.

"Then can you briefly introduce to me the owners of this place, the Kadoorie family?"

"Okay!" Zhou Liwen replied very cheerfully.

"The Kadoorie family is a Jewish family that moved from Baghdad, Iraq more than a hundred years ago."

"The previous family founder, Sir Winry Kadoorie, was a lord created by the Queen of England and served as an administrator in Baghdad."

"Later, Xiangjiang was conquered and rented by the British. He was transferred to Xiangjiang to assist the governor in managing local affairs and running a stock brokerage house. It only took more than ten years to fund the construction of the Peninsula Hotel."

"However, these are some rumors I heard, but the real situation is not like this."