Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

He fumbled quickly among the papers, then suddenly pulled out a piece and slowly opened it under everyone's nervous gaze.

"The second lucky audience member is - Ahua!" Liu Xu announced loudly.

There was a sudden cheer from the crowd, and a tall, thin, handsome young man squeezed out from the crowd.

He ran and waved his hands, his face filled with uncontrollable excitement: "I won! I won!" The crisp voice was in sharp contrast to his usual steadiness.

Ah Hua ran to the podium, panting and looking at Liu Xu, his eyes full of gratitude: "Brother Xu, thank you, I... I don't know what to say."

Liu Xu handed him the car keys with a smile and said, "Ahua, enjoy this good fortune. I hope this car can bring you more good luck."

With the birth of the second lucky winner, the atmosphere on the scene became even more lively.

Liu Xu looked at the eager eyes of the people below the stage and reached into the cardboard box again.

This time, his movements were exceptionally slow, as if he was deliberately whetting everyone's appetite.

Finally, he pulled out a piece of paper and slowly opened it in an atmosphere that was so tense that it was almost suffocating.

"The last lucky audience member is Jiang Xugang!" Liu Xu announced loudly.

In the crowd, the prince, who had a look of disdain on his face, paused for a moment when the winning name was announced. His proudly raised chin froze instantly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But it was only for a moment, and he immediately put on a smiling expression, which seemed to be forced out and a bit deliberate.

"Mr. Liu, I didn't expect that I was so lucky. Thank you very much." His voice sounded a little stiff, but he didn't dare to look Liu Xu in the eye.

He obviously still remembered what happened in the Yau Ma Tei nightclub and was afraid to look into his heart.

Liu Xu didn't care, keeping a polite smile on his face as he handed over the car keys. If it weren't for the need for social etiquette, he wouldn't have chosen Jiang Xugang.

I hope Jiang Sheng behind this can understand things better and not let his more than one million go to waste.

The end of the lucky draw marked the end of the Heliansheng 1985 annual meeting. The greeters quickly found the guests they had brought in and escorted them out of the venue.

As for the members of He Liansheng, they left one after another until all the guests had left.

Only the twelve hall masters, one sitting master and six uncles were left. When the professionals finished counting "three, two, one", there was a "click" sound.

The camera shutter was pressed, capturing this historic moment.

In the photo, the twelve hall masters stood in the back row, their faces full of seriousness, their eyes somewhat evasive and uncomfortable under the camera lens;

The six uncles stood on both sides, their faces full of traces of time, which were the testimony of their life-long struggle for Lian Sheng. Their eyes were full of vicissitudes and fatigue.

The host stood in the middle of the crowd, with an upright posture and an imposing manner. His deep eyes exuded a domineering aura, and a faint smile played on the corners of his mouth.

After taking the photo, Liu Xu cleared his throat and said, "1984 was the most challenging year for us and Lian Sheng. We lost the wise and brave Fa Ge and the highly respected Deng Bo in succession."

"But thanks to everyone's concerted efforts, 1984 was also the year our society grew fastest, with the number of hall masters jumping from nine to twelve."

"A Xu, the departure of Brother Fa and Uncle Deng is really a huge loss for us. But if we talk about the one who has made the greatest contribution to the society, it has to be you!" Chuanbao interrupted.

Seeing Long Gen and Xing Shu about to speak, Liu Xu quickly waved his hand to stop them. He hated this useless politeness the most. "Individual power is always weak."

"As the saying goes, a single chopstick can be easily broken, but ten chopsticks can be firmly held together. The continued growth of the club depends on everyone. I hope to continue to work with you in the future."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup in front of him, raised his hand to the bottom of the cup, gestured around it, and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly picked up their teacups and drank the tea in one gulp.

Liu Xu looked around at everyone around him, feeling satisfied, but not showing it on his face. Then, the teacup in his hand suddenly shattered to the ground, and his voice suddenly became cold and sinister:

"But if I find out that anyone here is not on the same page with me, us, and Lian Sheng, and is holding us and Lian Sheng back, I will not let them off lightly."

The relaxed atmosphere in the center of the stage suddenly became tense.

The uncles felt a little confused. They looked at each other and smashed the teacups in their hands. "If there really is such a person, I support Ah Xu in enforcing the family rules!"

With Chuanbao taking the lead, the remaining uncles smashed the teacups in their hands to express their agreement with Chuanbao's opinion, and at the same time stated that they would definitely stand in solidarity with Liu Xu.

"Tsk, since we are not of the same mind, doesn't that mean we are not on the same path? In my opinion, just send him to sell salted duck eggs." Big D glanced at the old men with disdain.

You are a bunch of old guys. Now that you are old, you should stay at home and grow flowers, play with cats, and play chess. It would be best if you don't get involved in the headquarters meetings in the future.

"I think it depends on the situation. If the case is serious, send him to sell salted duck eggs." It was Saegut who took over, while Shanghaizi and Siyanming nodded.

Chen Dao scanned the faces of the people gathered together and licked his lips. "Brother Xu, have you discovered that some people in the society are not on the same page with us?"

This question made the already tense atmosphere even more tense. Everyone stared at Liu Xu intently, their thoughts quickly going through their past memories.

"Everyone, don't be nervous!" Liu Xu stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air. "I'm just expressing my attitude towards people like this. Everyone here is the backbone and veterans of our club."

"They are all indispensable to the society, and everyone here is united with the society."

Liu Xu's explanation made everyone's expressions relax, and the tense atmosphere dissipated instantly.

For this annual meeting, each hall master selected fifty elite backbones from the hall to attend. After the meeting, the fifty elite backbones followed the hall master to disperse.

The two hundred core members of the main hall also dispersed, making the originally lively and crowded venue suddenly become spacious and deserted.

In order to show his care and attention to the uncles in the society, Liu Xu personally drove the car to send the uncles back to their respective residences.

Let several empty-nest elderly people feel the warmth of the community again.

When Liu Xu sent the last uncle back to his residence, he stopped him and said, "Brother Ji, when you have time, you can come to my building more often. Daozi and A Luo all respect you very much."

"Besides, drinking too much alcohol is not only harmful to your health, but it can also easily paralyze your nerves and affect your judgment. The road to the martial arts world is ultimately a road of no return, so take care of yourself!"

Seeing Chuiji pause slightly and then continue to walk towards the bar slowly, Liu Xu did not continue to persuade him.

He told Tian Yangsheng in the driver's seat, "Drive," and rolled up the window again.

Liu Xu felt that he had given Chuiji enough chances and he still couldn't come to his senses. So he could only say: It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words.

……

At the Wan Chai bar, Chuiji returned to the office accompanied by his younger brother.

I rinsed myself under the shower in the bathroom, pushed open the door to the back of the office, and lay heavily on the bed, the words in my mind repeating over and over again.

Perhaps it was the comfort of lying down that made his brain empty instantly, and complex emotions such as panic, unwillingness, relief, confusion and bitterness suddenly flooded into Chui Ji's heart.

The sudden feeling of suffocation and uneasiness made him sit up abruptly. He walked to the small window of the bedroom and stared blankly at the bustling night scene outside the window.

During the last call, Chuiji understood what his disciples meant and stopped participating. He still had a relationship with Wang Ergou, Li Hangluo and Daozi.

If he chooses to continue to collude with Oura Kuro and go against the interests of the society, he will be faced with the final reckoning.