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Thailand, Bangkok, Don Mueang International Airport.

The sun was scorching, the sea and sky were steaming with clouds, and the air was filled with a sultry and oppressive feeling, which made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

Li Licheng wore a jazz-style straw hat on her semi-long curly hair, a Hawaiian floral shirt and shorts, a pair of leather slippers on her feet, a paper fan with her fat hands, small round sunglasses on her nose, and a stick in her mouth.

Dunhill briar pipe.

15 bodyguards composed of Chinese, black, white and Kongkha soldiers guarded the front and rear.

You can even see a lot of people accompanying them, with great momentum.

"Brother Le, this..."

In an old-fashioned Cadillac with sharp edges and solemnity produced in the 1960s, Chen Jiale, who has a shaved head and an elegant face, is holding a jujube wood crutch in his hand and looks to the left through the coffee-colored sun visor.

He closed his mouth tightly, gritted his teeth tightly, and stared out the window.

"Mr. Chen?"

Seeing that the other party remained silent, the capable adjutant with dark skin and a light green shirt in the passenger seat interrupted, "Let him go."

"Brother Le?"

Ma Zai, who was waiting outside the window on the right, wiped the sweat flowing down his face with his hand, his eyes filled with eagerness.

Chen Jiale slowly turned his neck. The whole neck was like a machine that had lost engine oil. It was very stiff and slow, as if the bones were stuck together and wrestling with each other.

The 'adjutant' who was twisting his body to open his mouth instantly swallowed back the complaint he was about to express and forced a smile, "It's getting late, the general is still waiting for us to return.

.Mr. Chen, look-"

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Chen Jiale, who was originally tense, suddenly relaxed, leaned back lazily, and smiled at the 'Adjutant', "The Adjutant in Benghazi is right, it is indeed getting late."

"What time is it now?"

Hong Kong Island, Dragon City Ice Room, Wu Xiaozu put his legs on the table, holding a "trial issue" of the new newspaper in his hand and flipping through it.

There was a cigar lying across the ashtray on the table. Next to it were half a bottle of whiskey with a crystal cork and a pot belly glass with ice. There were also a handful of garlic peanuts with skins on and peanuts that were peeled and thrown everywhere.

shell.

"Brother Zu, it's 10 o'clock in the morning."

Goo Jai peeled the peanuts, threw them into his mouth casually, and stared at the TV.

Currently playing on TV is the popular drama "Intolerance", starring Huang Rihua, Liu Jialing, Zhou Haimei, Wen Chaolun and others. Sister Shao also participated in this drama.

"10 o'clock~" Wu Xiaozu nodded with a smile, looked at the phone on the table, changed his legs, shook the newspaper, and continued reading.

"9 o'clock -" Chen Jiale looked at the Rolex watch in his hand. He raised his arm and waved towards Ma Zai outside the car window.

Chen Jiale turned his head and looked out the window.

As soon as Anita Mui appeared, the paparazzi who had been following Fei Cheng instantly seemed to have smelled the blood of a shark and surrounded him in a panic. The whole scene slowly unfolded in his eyes like a slow motion.

Anita Mui forced a smile to maintain her image, while the assistants and others next to her helped maintain the scene.

Mrs. Xiang walked aside and was escorted away by bodyguards.

Li Licheng waved her fan and denounced something eloquently, spitting foam everywhere.

The paparazzi held microphones, cameras, and cameras one after another, making all kinds of strange appearances.

Jingle bell bell!

Wu Xiaozu turned his face slightly and waited for the satellite phone to ring again. He slowly folded the first issue of the newspaper titled "Today's Toutiao" and placed it on the table.

Still not in a hurry to answer the phone, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then picked up the cigar, leaned back, then picked up the phone and answered it.

"Huh... I'm sorry, I am Wu Xiaozu."

"Ha... tut, tut, tut, Azu——"

Chen Jiale held the car satellite phone, let go of the crutch with his other hand, gave a thumbs up, and smiled crookedly: "When you are in Hong Kong Island, you can reach out your hands and do things beautifully. You really have great magical powers.

I’m so impressed——”

"Hahahaha..." Wu Xiaozu held his chin in his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't that really awesome?"

"Very impressive." Chen Jiale praised with a smile.

"That can be considered Shen Tong Guangda?" Wu Xiaozu laughed.

"It's better than anything, and it's not an exaggeration to say that I admire you from the bottom of my heart." Chen Jiale praised him seriously.

"That's good -" Wu Xiaozu said with a smile into the phone.

"Okay~ of course."

Chen Jiale held his hand on the crutch, tightened it, and continued with a smile in his tone: "If I had known you were so disgusted, I would have changed my approach. It's a pity... it's a pity that you didn't come, I was blind and prepared for you.

surprise.”

"Yeah?"

Wu Xiaozu took a puff of his cigar and looked at the TV, where Liu Jialing played the role of Ni Chujun, the daughter of Ni Kun, the chairman of Ni Group, in "Intolerance".

"Then why don't you come to Hong Kong Island?"

There was silence for a while, then a chuckle.

"Azu, we are not enemies, are we? Don't you know that Qian Jiaze wanted to punish you before he jumped on the street? After all, you threw his brother into the ancestral hall... On the contrary, we have always been on the same page.

.

Although there was a bit of a misunderstanding this time, the result was good, wasn't it? During this period, I did ensure the safety of the big star, otherwise, she would not be standing in front of a bunch of paparazzi now - speaking, Ruo, hanging

,He,talked,talked,and,talked,right?”

Listening to the words on the phone, Wu Xiaozu smiled softly.

"You can give it a try and not let me go, huh? Hahaha, okay, Brother Le, it's just a joke. Again, if you come to Hong Kong Island, I will definitely pick you up. Okay, long-distance phone charges

So expensive, bye.

Oh, right!

I don't like those two words that are so eloquent. Why don't you change your words to heart-breaking words and make every sentence bloody?"

Wu Xiaozu said, hung up the phone, grabbed a handful of peanuts, and smashed it hard at Louis Koo's ordinary and focused face, "Ugly people are so mischievous! Look at it - have you done what you were asked to do?

ah?"

"Oops..."

Gu Tianle hurriedly protected his ordinary face, "Brother Zu, I did it! You asked me to send the documents for donating money to build the school to the foundation. When I sent Brother Cheng to the airport in the morning, I gave it to him.

I also specially filled out a donation application form myself and prepared to donate 1,000 mosquitoes.”

"Oh? At the charity fund, didn't I ask Ayao to donate 100,000 yuan for you?" Wu Xiaozu handed the other party's wine glass halfway, and when he saw the other party taking it, he suddenly remembered and cursed, "Aren't you driving?

?What kind of wine are you drinking?”

"Boss——"

Louis Koo retracted his hand and said helplessly: "For things like charity, I always have to have my own expression. Although 1,000 mosquitoes is a small amount, it is what I have earned little by little recently. Since it is charity, I also want to

You have your own thoughts. Besides, if I donate 1,000 more mosquitoes, I wonder how many children will be able to study in school. You set an example, and I will follow suit and express my thoughts."

Wu Xiaozu showed a smile, sat down next to the other party, put his arms around the other party's shoulders, and said: "As for me, I have been a prisoner for 4 years and have learned to be grateful and repay. But I still have my own utilitarianism. You - than

I am strong!"

"I just want peace of mind. Besides, my contribution is not one ten thousandth of yours. From now on, I will learn from behind, Brother Zu. Also, although you said you are utilitarian, I think...

In fact, this is nothing. As long as you are willing to do charity, this is really not a problem. It is better than not donating a penny and still making sarcastic remarks, right?

I also hate the group of people who kidnap morals the most. Whether or not to donate is our own business, and there is no need to explain to them at all.

I don't read much, so I don't know if what I said is correct. Anyway, I donate what I have, and they say what they have.

If you accuse me of seeking fame and reputation, I don’t take it seriously.

Even if you praise me for my bodhisattva heart, I don’t take it seriously. I don’t care about these two voices. What I care about is if they can donate some, even if it’s just a few steps...hehehehe..." Gu Zai said slyly

He scratched his head, secretly took Wu Xiaozu's wine glass and took a sip.

"Ha~" Wu Xiaozu patted his shoulder heavily, "Send the trial issue that I scribbled on to the newspaper office. Tell Xing Yifu that it's no problem.

"good……"

Goo Jai was about to stand up, smiled awkwardly, and pointed at the TV, "Boss, can I watch "Intolerance" before sending it off?"

"You've already said that there will be no mercy, do you think that's okay?"

"Are you really so unmerciful? Then am I worse than Ni Chujun played by Liu Jialing..." Louis Koo joked with a smile.

Hearing this, Wu Xiaozu looked up at the 'Ni Chujun' played by Liu Jialing on the TV and shook his head, "How can you be as miserable as her -"

"She is quite pitiful..."

Louis Koo took the first issue of "Today's Toutiao" and picked up the car keys with his fingers.
To be continued...