"Pu"

A brown wooden door opens.

Chen Wushu pushed the door and walked into the room, reached out to touch the switch beside the wall, and turned on the light.

The room was brightly lit, so he pulled out the key, locked the wooden door with his backhand, and his eyes swept over the layout in the room.

As Lard said, it is indeed a two-bedroom and one-living apartment.

There is a sofa, wardrobe, refrigerator, and an antenna TV in the living room.

On the left side of the entrance is the bathroom, and on the right side of the entrance is the kitchen.

There are all kinds of other furniture, and there is no dust on the table and cabinet, so someone should have been sent to clean it in advance.

Lard is really paying attention to details when doing things, giving people a feeling of thorough entertainment.

At this time, he took off his sweatshirt and threw it on the sofa.

Then he walked into the bathroom and picked up a toothbrush and towel to start washing.

"Gululu."

Chen Wushu spitted out a mouthful of saliva and smiled at himself in the mirror.

"The lard boy actually has eighteen wives."

People like Lard and Loco have hundreds of properties on Hong Kong Island.

The buildings that poor people dream of in the village are all small shops that they buy when they are happy.

And he had just sent lard to the building on Nathan Road, six floors and more than a dozen units, all of which were lard.

This is not worth making a fuss. What really surprised him was that the lard slaughter actually raised eighteen wives in a building.

Tsk tsk.

The scene when he sent the lard into the building was so spectacular.

A group of wives playing mahjong rushed out of the corridor, wearing pajamas, lifting their cuffs, and muttering loudly, just not having to smash people with a spatula...

Brother Zai is really good at playing!

What's more, Chen Wushu concluded at a glance that the real home of lard here was just to temporarily avoid the limelight and live in the safer Kowloon District.

Haha, so Lard must have a big wife.

After brushing your teeth and washing your face.

Chen Wushu put his towel down and looked down at his chest. There was a nail mark on it that was caught by the little girl who accompanied him to drink.

"Tsk!"

With a chuckle, he walked out of the bathroom in a black T-shirt and sat on the sofa. He reached out to pick up the remote control of the desktop and turned on the TV to browse the current TV programs.

"Welcome to watch the Midnight Couple Channel, now to explain the usage of safe t..."

On the black and white picture, a female TV anchor in a suit is performing a demonstration.

Although the show is boring, it has a unique flavor.

Chen Wushu's hands were pillows, and he was yawning and looking at it with relish.

As for the little alcohol that I just ingested in the bar, I couldn't get a martial arts master drunk at all.

To be honest, he was at least one cup of lard, but the only one who poured it in the end was lard.

Not drunk.

Not drunk.

Brother Zai said he wasn't drunk, then he must be really not drunk.

Li Shaoze never had one way to deal with unintoxicated people, that is, slap the face without hesitation.

What if he doesn't care! I can't remember anything the next day, so why don't you dare to slap it?

He asked about the address of the lard and the house number of the apartment by slapping the slap.

As for the extended Mercedes-Benz that he parked downstairs and was about to drive to pick up Luoge tomorrow, he picked up the length of the Mercedes-Benz from the downstairs of the lard's house by relying on the keys.

Chen Wushu's second night in Hong Kong Island ended with lying quietly asleep on the sofa.

The next day.

Early in the morning, seven o'clock.

A circular alarm clock on the desktop jumps up.

Ding Ding Ding.

The little hammer quickly hit the edge of the bell, making a crisp and powerful sound.

With one big hand, he picked up the alarm clock and gently pressed the switch next to it.

"This guy lard is really good at doing things." Chen Wushu grinned, looking at the hour hand pointing at the seven o'clock, and murmured with dissatisfaction.

Obviously, someone was afraid that he would oversleep and deliberately set the alarm clock in advance.

However, at this time, Chen Wushu had a toothbrush in his mouth and was brushing his teeth with white foam.

After turning off the alarm clock, he quickly washed it, put on a sweatshirt, and went out in a pair of sneakers.

Mong Kok is a bustling city in Hong Kong, and there are already many pedestrians on the streets early in the morning.

The Repulse Bay where Luoco lives is the most beautiful bay in Xiangjiang.

The buildings in that area are worth a lot of money and are a region that belongs to the rich area.

The distance between the two places is not far, and it only takes twenty minutes to drive.

Chen Wushu opened the car lock under the envious and fearful eyes of passers-by, got into the driver's seat, and soon arrived at Building 1, the sea view villa area in Repulse Bay.

At this time, Lei Luo Station was standing in the bedroom on the third floor of the single-family villa, spreading his arms and letting his wife tie the suit tied up one by one.

Suddenly his ears moved slightly, and he reached out to lift a corner of the curtain.

“It’s quite punctual.”

Li Shaoze was standing next to the car wearing a sweatshirt, putting his hands in his pockets, waiting without saying a word.

Lei Luo put down the curtains, waited until the suit was buttoned up, patted his wife on the shoulder and said, "I'm going to work."

“No breakfast?”

Bai Su'e raised her head and looked at her husband.

Lei Luo shook his head, picked up his watch and put it on his face, "Forget it today, go out to eat."

"Oh well."

Bai Su'e walked out of the room and watched her husband walk down the circular stairs quickly.

"Logo."

The two servants opened the iron gate of the villa garden, and Lei Luo walked out of the house with a very elegant style.

Chen Wushu raised his hand and said hello. He was about to take the initiative to help Lei Luo open the door, but Lei Luo took the initiative to reach out and stop him: "Hey, you're just helping me get a car, don't you understand if you're a servant?"

"I have hands, I can open the car door myself."

The moment Chen Wushu paused slightly, Lei Luo had already entered the back chair and sat down.

"clear."

Chen Wushu nodded and walked around the front of the car to the driver's seat.

"Go to the teahouse to have morning tea first."

"Mong Kok, Xu Ji."

Lei Luo crossed his legs in the back seat, and his black leather shoes were bright and bright.

A red sign on the street flashed in Chen Wushu's mind, and he just glanced at the teahouse when he came.

"yes."

So he didn't ask much, and directly ignited the steering wheel and started the road.

Lei Luo was surprised by his neat answer, but Luo Ge was so proud of his words. After seeing Chen Wushu driving on the road, he waited silently for a few seconds and confirmed the direction. He reached out to take out a stack of red Hong Kong dollars from the storage box in the back seat and threw the Hong Kong dollars onto the passenger seat.

"Ashu, take this money first to defend yourself."

"Haha, I must have a salary for helping me get a car. I will find a lard boy every tenth of the month to get a salary. If I encounter danger, I will have a bonus."

"Thank you, Luo Ge."

Chen Wushu thanked him while driving.

He didn't even glance at the Hong Kong dollar while driving along the way. It was not until the car stopped under the teahouse and the horse-boy came forward to collect the parking fee that he reached out to pick up the stack of Hong Kong dollars.

Hong Kong dollar: The common currency of the Hong Kong world has a certain purchasing power.

Amount: 50,000.

Note: It can be exchanged for mis-period points in the liquidation stage at a ratio of 10,000 to 1.

Chen Wushu was slightly stunned when he heard the sound in his mind, and then he pulled out a piece of paper money to prepare for payment.

Of course it is good to exchange some water, but money is for spending, so there is no need to be reluctant to spend it.

However, at this time Lei Luo had already pushed open the car door and got out of the car, glaring at the streetmaster fiercely.

"Loco, Luoco."

Under the teahouse, two horsemen who specialize in parking fares were left alone, bowed their heads and greeted them obediently.

"Go away."

Lei Luo waved and strode into the teahouse.
Chapter completed!