Rebirth of Hong Kong 1981

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"Old Li, who is that young man talking to Wang Dong? The younger generation of that family? It seems that he has an unusual relationship with Wang Dong. He can't be Wang Dong's nephew, right?"

"Look carefully. I don't know the relationship between that young man and Mr. Wang, but you must know him."

"I know?"

"It seems quite familiar."

"It's more than familiarity. During this period of time, he was on the front page of the New York Times every day. This treatment is the first among us Chinese."

"New York Times?"

"It turned out to be him. I said why is he so familiar."

All the Chinese businessmen on the second floor, because of Yang Chen's arrival, they all changed the topic, and they were all guessing the purpose of Yang Chen's coming here.

This is the annual gathering of members of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. It is not surprising that Wang An was invited here. Although the members of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce are divided into regions, they are all Chinese in the United States. Senior leaders in the chamber of commerce came forward to invite, and members of the Chinese chamber of commerce in other places can also participate.

However, Yang Chen is obviously not a member of the Chinese businessmen in the United States. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be here.

Of course, for such a trivial matter, no one is so idiotic as to drive Yang Chen out. Since the other party came in, it means that he must have been invited, and anyone who can invite outsiders to this kind of party is definitely a boss.

Furthermore, with Yang Chen's current reputation, even if the other party came uninvited, no one would drive him out, and would instead warmly welcome him.

Now that they recognized Yang Chen, everyone naturally wouldn't sit still. The bosses present were basically old guys who left their homes and left the inland for decades.

After so many years of rolling in the capitalist country of the United States, living in an environment where money is paramount every day, facing Yang Chen, a golden baby, everyone naturally wants to get to know him.

Soon, Yang Chen was surrounded by a group of bigwigs, who knew each other and toasted each other.

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling face.

Facing a group of uncles who were a round or two older than him, the big guys were so enthusiastic, Yang Chen didn't want to lose face.

For the first time, Yang Chen realized what is meant by 'people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong'.

Although he has become the richest Chinese, but in the eyes of many people, he is still a young man.

If you're under 20, you're young.

Maybe the big guys won't despise and look down on him because he is young, but none of them respect him much.

Think about it, too, how can there be a lot of old people to respect a young man who is a round or two younger than them, unless they are princes and princesses from various countries.

You have to shake hands, and you have to drink wine.

After half a circle, Yang Chen felt a little dizzy.

"Uncles and uncles, what, I really can't drink this wine. There are so many of you, I have to drink it and lie down. My nephew is here today at the invitation of Mr. He. I have something to do in a while. I really can't drink like this anymore." down."

"Then what, let me toast everyone for the last time."

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen didn't wait for everyone to react, he drank the wine in the cup in one go, and then pulled Xue Yufei to change positions.

Can't afford to provoke, can't we still hide?

It's no wonder he refused, the main reason is that everyone drank white wine, and most of the bottle was drunk, so it's good that he didn't float up.

He came here today, and he hasn't even met the rightful owner who invited him, how could he be drunk by a group of unscrupulous bigwigs like this.

Seeing him like this, the big guys looked at each other one by one, and didn't blame Yang Chen for not showing face.

After all, Yang Chen had already drank a lot of wine just now, and most of the bottle went down, which is already very face-saving.

On the contrary, these elders, toasting one after another, seemed a bit bullying. If they really had to finish the round, no one would be able to bear it.

At the stairs on the second floor, an old man saw this scene in his eyes, turned his head and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "That little friend is quite interesting."

The middle-aged man asked, "Old Yi, do you want me to call him over now?"

The old man joked: "Let's go there, everyone has drunk so much, don't fall down halfway."

"Uh..." The middle-aged man smiled wryly, and followed the old man's footsteps.

"Mr. Yang, hello"

"Press?" Seeing that the two people who came didn't have wine glasses in their hands, Yang Chen looked at the old man suspiciously, and said, "What's the matter with you two?"

The middle-aged man introduced, "Mr. Yang, my surname is He, and this is Mr. Yi."

Yang Chen stood up from his seat and asked, "Surname He? You invited me here?"

"No, my father invited you." When the middle-aged man spoke, he glanced at a platform on the second floor.

I saw an old man in his 60s and [-]s standing on the stage, as if he was about to speak, and a group of Chinese businessmen also gathered in the past.

Elder Yi: "Little friend, sit down and chat. I'm getting old and standing for a long time, and my waist can't bear it."

"Please take a seat." Yang Chen gave up his seat, and he himself sat with Xue Yufei.

After Mr. Yi sat down, he looked up at the middle-aged man, "Xiaohe, go and do it yourself, don't accompany me, I'll just chat with this little friend."

"Okay, Mr. Yi." The middle-aged man nodded without stopping, turned around and walked away.

Seeing Yang Chen staring at him closely, Elder Yi smiled and said: "Little friend, don't look at me like that, you don't need to worry about me."

Yang Chen: "My own?"

Elder Yi: "Naturally, descendants of Yan and Huang, sons and daughters of China, what are they if they are not our own?"

Yang Chen shrugged, and asked directly: "Okay, I don't know what the old man wants from me?"

For this mysterious old man in front of him, Yang Chen didn't have too many thoughts, and he was even less interested in knowing the other party's identity.

Since his rebirth, he has never seen any important person, so he will not care about such an insignificant old man.

Elder Yi: "Little friend stretch out your hand."

"Press?" Yang Chen looked confused.

Yi Lao: "I am a little bit good at reading faces."

"Uh" Right now, Yang Chen was completely confused.

Although when he was in Xiangjiang, he also met many old people who liked to look at others, especially after he became famous in one fell swoop, horse half-immortal, cow half-immortal, and Zhu Banxian all jumped out and spoke boldly.

One by one, they praised him like a hype, blowing him into a cloud of mist, making him dumbfounded.

He has never really dealt with those people, and he has always maintained a dubious attitude towards those things that cannot be explained clearly.