Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Smith Law Helen shook his head and interrupted Guan Zu, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He quickly took out a camera from his bag, and the sound of "clicking" continued to ring out on the dining table as he tried to record this shocking scene with the camera.

Liu Xu had a keen sense of perception, so such huge emotional fluctuations and the sense of voyeurism brought by taking pictures naturally did not escape his eyes.

His eyes swept towards the high-end restaurant not far away - Coast Western Restaurant. After his eyes paused slightly on Guan Zu's face, he gave a deep command to Li Hangluo behind him:

"There are four people sitting near us at the Coast Western Restaurant, three of them are foreigners, two adults and one child."

"Go and take back the photos they took of me." Liu Xu paused and warned more seriously, "Be polite. The other party's identity should be not simple."

Li Hangluo nodded, turned around solemnly, and trotted towards the Coast Western Restaurant. His figure shuttled through the crowd like a black lightning, and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

As Li Hangluo left, Liu Xu looked around again. After confirming that no one else was taking pictures, he turned and walked into the devastated Wang Ji Food Stall.

In order to ensure the convenience and secrecy of today's actions, he had already arranged for Li Hangluo to buy this two-story food stall covering several thousand feet in full, and announced that it would not be open to the public today.

As for the snacks and delicacies in the box, Li Hangluo had instructed Jasmine to carefully order them in advance from a famous restaurant nearby.

After all, the original chefs in the food stalls were too mediocre to satisfy Liu Xu's pursuit of quality. He planned to go the high-end route and turn this place into a brand new high-end restaurant.

As Liu Xu's figure gradually disappeared in front of the food stall's door, Li Hangluo at the other end had already accurately locked onto the target mentioned by the boss.

A happy family of three plus a handsome yellow-skinned young man.

He approached quickly with a brisk pace, and his tone revealed an indescribable calmness and gentleness: "Sir, your behavior just now violated my boss's portrait rights."

"To avoid unnecessary trouble, please be sure to hand over any photos you took involving my boss to me."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mr. and Mrs. Lao Helen, his wife Diss, and their temporary tour guide Guan Zu all looked surprised and were very amazed at Li Hangluo's sudden visit.

After all, when Lao Hailun was taking the photo, she was dozens of meters away from Liu Xu. It was surprising that she could be discovered in such a situation.

While carefully disassembling the camera in his hand, Lao Hailun respectfully handed the film at the bottom to Li Hangluo. At the same time, his eyes were shining with curiosity and anticipation:

"Sir, may I have the honor of meeting your boss?"

Noticing that Li Hangluo just smiled and said nothing after taking the film, Luo Hailun quickly realized her own gaffe and quickly added:

"I'm so sorry, I was so excited that I forgot to introduce myself."

"I am from Britain, my name is Smith Lawrence; this is my wife, Sang Lanna; and sitting opposite me on the left is my son Smith Deese, and next to me is my friend's son Guan Zu."

"As for why I want to get to know your boss, it's because my whole family has endless yearning and admiration for Chinese Kung Fu. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to introduce us?"

Li Hangluo fell into a brief contemplation after hearing this. He felt that the surname "Smith" sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

However, recalling what the boss Liu Xu had reminded him of, that the other party's identity was not ordinary, he still pulled out a business card from his pocket, handed it to Lawrence, and sincerely extended an invitation to him:

"This is my business card. My boss is busy today, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient for us to meet. But if you are free, I believe my boss would be very happy to invite you to our company next weekend to have tea together."

Lawrence put the business card in his chest pocket as if it were a treasure, shook hands with Li Hangluo enthusiastically, and readily agreed: "Then it's settled. See you this weekend."

Li Hangluo nodded slightly, then turned around and left "Coastal Western Restaurant" without any delay, leaving behind a memorable back view.

Guan Zu looked at the direction where Li Hangluo left and volunteered, "Uncle Lawrence, when you go to the appointment next weekend, can you let me go with you? I also want to see this master in person."

Diss was afraid of being forgotten, so he quickly raised his hand and expressed the same wish. Lawrence looked at the company information and address on the business card, smiled, and nodded happily.

After ensuring that the film was completely destroyed, Li Hangluo reported in detail to Liu Xu the conversation between him and Lawrence at the "Coastal Western Restaurant" and expressed his deep apologies for his unauthorized decision.

Hearing this, Liu Xu smiled heartily and patted Li Hangluo on the shoulder, his eyes gleaming with approval: "Haha, you did a great job."

"If I'm not mistaken, Smith Lawrence is most likely a relative of Governor Scallon. After all, they have the same surname and even their first names are quite similar."

"Besides, he was accompanied by the son of the Senior Superintendent of Police. My guess is probably correct."

Upon hearing this, Li Hangluo instantly recalled the name of the Governor of Hong Kong that he had seen in the newspaper, and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Seeing this, Liu Xu chuckled and added, "If we can take this opportunity to establish contact with him during the meeting next weekend, it will undoubtedly be a hundred benefits for us and no harm."

Li Hangluo was secretly proud of Liu Xu's affirmation and praise. At the same time, he was glad that he did not forget the boss's instructions and always remained humble and calm, without showing any arrogance or publicity.

Otherwise, the boss might end up provoking an enemy in Hong Kong Island whose background is as strong as a brick.

Liu Xu raised his hand slightly, his eyes swept across the exquisite watch on his wrist, and found that a full two hours had passed since he left the box.

He slowly stood up, walked across the corridor, and gently pushed open the heavy door of the box with both hands.

In an instant, a strong smell of feces and urine and the sour smell of leftover food came towards him like a huge wave, making him frown involuntarily and stop moving forward.

Glancing around the box, Hongtai's Fat Uncle and Uncle Ma were already lying quietly on the ground, without any signs of life.

Although Chen Mei and Chen Yaotai had not died yet, they were in a state of blurred consciousness. Their eyes were blurry and their bodies were trembling slightly. It was obvious that they had been tortured for a long time.

Liu Xu's gaze finally settled on Ah Quan's slightly pale face, and he asked softly:

"How about it, A Quan? I'll give you more than two hours. Have you managed to get Hongtai's account password and their personal account information?"

Hearing this, Ah Quan tried hard to suppress the urge to vomit that was rising in his heart again. His eyes flashed with determination, as if he was trying to prove his worth to Liu Xu:

"Brother Xu, I have accomplished my mission and I have got them all!"

Liu Xu nodded slightly, and his gaze turned to the prince at A Quan's feet, the son of the leader of Hongtai who was once glorious but now dying.

There was a hint of inquiry and curiosity in his tone: "Since you have successfully completed the task, what are you doing now?"