The gray-black motorized cargo ship plowed a white wave on the sea in the afterglow, and the Macau South Bay Pier was already vaguely visible in the sunset.

"I don't understand you, I have enough money. If you do business for something uneasy, I will definitely be in trouble with the Lin family? Now Hong Kong wants everyone to know that you are unruly and arrogant. The bank is unwilling to lend you money. Why bother? Make money with a low profile. Like me, I just want to make money. I don't have to do anything like when I was a child. I have not even had pairs of shoes. I have always lived on the boat. I dreamed of having a house on the ground. You have money now. I am not good to live your own life comfortably? There are so many businesses in Hong Kong, and it doesn't have to be against others to make money." Lei Yingdong and Song Tianyao sat on the deck of the cargo ship, loosened the buttons and tie of the shirt, peeled some small and fresh in the sea breeze, and chatted with the salty raw oysters in the sea water.

Song Tianyao slowly pulled a small piece of shell away, put the tender oyster meat inside and some sea water into his mouth, savoring the smell of the tip of his tongue, and then showed a bright smile to Lei Yingdong:

"Is there a lot of business in Hong Kong? Now you just have less money in your pocket, so you feel that there is a lot of business. When you have more and more money, you will find that the business you can do will be less and less. Now you are not as much money as me, so of course you don't understand my difficulties."

"I'm so kind to enlighten you, are you embarrassed?" Lei Yingdong also laughed: "It's so much money. Now people are at sea. If you don't say anything good to hear, be careful that I'll throw you down and feed the fish."

"Take me down and feed the fish, and think that the sixth brother next to him is a decoration, sixth brother, sixth brother... I didn't say it." Song Tianyao turned his head and wanted to find Huang Liu behind him, and found that Huang Liu was half leaning against the door of the cabin, dozing boredly, and saliva was almost flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

"When you got on the boat, I asked a few of you to send three million cash to your wig factory. If you lend it, you won't have more. Remember to pay it back to me if you lose. If you lose, you will be declining and you were culled by the ghost water police." Seeing that the Nanwan Wharf was getting closer, Lei Yingdong threw the shells in his hands and feet into the sea, clapped his hands, and said to Song Tianyao.

Song Tianyao was stunned for a moment: "What the hell is going on?"

"Are you short of money?" Lei Yingdong said naturally: "No need for that expression, I am not going to calculate interest on you."

Song Tianyao slowly stood up from the deck: "Are you talking about it, do you know I'm short of money?"

"The whole Hong Kong has spread. You can't borrow money in Hong Kong. Isn't you going to Macau this time to borrow money from Mr. He's bank?" Lei Yingdong looked at Song Tianyao: "Didn't you want to say that the money in your pocket is enough to match the Lin family now, right? There must be limits for bragging."

"I came to Macau for people, not for money." Song Tianyao said to Lei Yingdong.

Lei Yingdong turned around and put on a large black raincoat and walked into the cabin: "It's all right. When you don't need it, remember to give it back to me. Hey, you guys, don't play cards anymore. Come to the dock, be smart."

Huang Liu waited for Lei Yingdong to enter the cabin before he stood up from the door frame and looked at the Nanwan Wharf which was getting closer and closer in the distance: "Boss, you have arranged a car to wait at the wharf. The third brother said that on the morning of the day, Mr. He would take someone to see you at the Dafeng Bank office."

"Everyone thinks that I came to Macau to borrow money, but only Mr. He knew that I was here to ask him to help meet someone."

The boat slowly sailed into the dock. When Lei Yingdong's men put down the sampan, Song Tianyao greeted Lei Yingdong, took Huang Liu to the sampan, and rowed towards the pier. Huang Liu stood in front of Song Tianyao, put his hand at the waist, and looked at the darkened pier environment.

The sampan soon arrived at the pier. The person sent by Huang Ziya who was familiar with Huang Liu received the two of them and drove into the New Asia Hotel in Macau.

Macau New Asia Hotel is He Xian's property, so there is no need to say much about safety. Almost everything from the manager to the waiter in the hotel is He Xian's eyeliner. Song Tianyao entered his room and was about to walk to the window and stretch, feeling that he finally felt that he was calm when he came to Macau this time.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!" A series of loud noises suddenly rang outside! The room was shaken slightly!

Huang Liu pulled Song Tianyao aside from the window, and pulled the curtains with the other hand. There was no panic in the voice: "Don't worry, boss, it's the sound of cannons, listen to the sound is the direction of the shutter."

"The sound of cannons?" Song Tianyao was stunned for a moment.

Is he really incompatible with Macau? The last time I came, there was only constant gunfire. The second time I came, I had changed to a series of artillery shells? Although it was unlikely that the shells could blow me up, Song Tianyao was still a little scared when he heard the sound of cannons that still exploded again.

He was not afraid of being plotted against in the business world, but he was afraid that he would die inexplicably. He knew that there would be shells falling on his head in Macau.

"Most of the nigger soldiers guarding Macau for Portuguese ghosts are firing empty guns again." Huang Liu has lived in Macau for a long time and knows this place better.

The dense cannon sound lasted for only three or five minutes before it stopped. Song Tianyao rushed his face with cold water, then returned to the living room and turned on the radio equipped in the hotel to help the luxurious guest rooms. He listened to the recorded songs inside to pass the time. Before the two songs were played, the door was knocked by someone.

"Ah Xiong."

"Third Brother?" Huang Liu heard Huang Ziya's voice outside the door, but he still put his hand on his waist alertly.

Huang Ziya said in his voice: "It's me."

Huang Liu glanced at Song Tianyao on the sofa, walked to the door and listened to it, and slowly opened the door.

There was more than Huang Ziya standing outside, and He Xian quickly walked into the room surrounded by six or seven bodyguards.

"Mr. He?" Song Tianyao was shocked. A small role like him was not worthy of He Xian coming to see him in the evening.

He Xian's face was a little gloomy. When the living room door was closed, he waved his hand to Song Tianyao and sat on the sofa: "Let's borrow your room to hide for a night of quietness."

"What happened?" Huang Liu approached his third brother Huang Ziya and asked softly.

"Where are the gates closed, the nigger soldiers and the People's Liberation Army started shooting, and fired dozens of shells at each other, and the gates closed now." Huang Ziya glanced at He Xian with a gloomy face on the sofa, and did not deliberately lower her voice, and said to Huang Liu.

Song Tianyao next to him also heard this.

He Xian wanted to reach out to get a cigarette at this time. Song Tianyao lit it from the side. Two cigarette pillars emerged from He Xian’s nostrils: “I originally wanted to see you tomorrow, but I didn’t expect that the phones in the company would ring in the whole family, so I just came here to hide from the quietness.”

"Governor of Australia wants to make it difficult for Mr. He?" Song Tianyao sat down next to him and said to He Xian.

He Xian nodded: "It's hard to do my position. The ghost guy dares to fire the fire. It's because I'm sure that many urgently needed materials in the mainland need to be transported in by the Macau gate. I'm not saying hello before the fire. I want me to come forward afterwards... Pu, you... I missed something, I'm, you're going to take someone to Nanhua Company right now. The gate is now martial law, and the wharf is temporarily closed. It doesn't matter. Use my business card to ask Chen Wuhei to find a fast ship at the wharf. Don't worry about anything else beforehand. Those mainland comrades from Nanhua Company are safely sent out of Macau first. The ghost guys can't lock them up."

"I know." Huang Ziya reached out to dial the phone, and He Xian said, "You can lead the team yourself, you can't make any mistakes."

"Mr. He, here you..." Huang Ziya was a little hesitant when she heard He Xian ask him to go and see someone off overnight.

He Xian bounced the ashes: "It doesn't matter to me here. At worst, I won't leave the hotel tonight. Whether it's a ghost or the Kuomintang, I can't set up a cannon to blow up my hotel flat. Go."

"Take good care of Mr. He." Huang Ziya glanced at the other bodyguards in the room and left alone.

Song Tianyao didn't care about other things, and he couldn't get involved, but the news that the dock was shut down made him a little depressed. He really couldn't come to this ghost place in Macau.

He Xian was indeed quite calm and did not call a single call. He even asked someone to pick up a pair of chess and sat in front of the sofa to play chess with Song Tianyao. Until it was almost early morning, He Xian went to the master bedroom to sleep, and Song Tianyao went back to the second bedroom to rest.

Until the next morning when Song Tianyao got up, she noticed that Huang Ziya had reappeared beside He Xian. He Xian made a phone call in the living room. Song Tianyao didn't know who was on the other end of the phone, but it was obviously He Xian's confidant. He Xian held the receiver and said:

"I don't have time to see him. I am now discussing business with friends from Hong Kong. If I don't have time, I will have to talk for at least two days! Don't think that the Governor of Macau can do everything in Macau. This shelling was the ghost man who fired the artillery first. I have received the news that the mainland has mobilized a division of the People's Liberation Army and set up a cannon in the north of Guanzha. At any time, tens of thousands of cannons will be launched to recover Macau by force! Even if it is not recovered, Macau's food, drinking water, and vegetables will no longer need to be transported from the mainland! Let more than 100,000 people from Macau go to Australia!

The Governor's Office bought it from the ghost man, fucking me, if you don't give me face, you just don't give Chinese people face. If you want to turn off the gate and block the materials? I let these ghost man in Macau not even eat a piece of vegetable leaf or a drop of water! Not only does the gate close, but the ships carrying daily necessities on all docks in Macau also let them all drive to the high seas. No one has no orders from the Chamber of Commerce, my order, dare to unload goods at the Macau wharf privately. Don't blame someone for blowing up his ship afterwards! I want to see if there are more than 100,000 people riots, can the ghost man sit safely!"

After saying that, He Xian hung up the phone and greeted Song Tianyao who came out with a loud voice: "Ayao, I happened to have breakfast together. I originally thought I would take you to see Luo Bao in the morning. Now something happened, I would be wronged. He has a special status and the Australian Governor has to deal with many things. Now, he will take the initiative to meet him. The ghost guy can immediately speak loudly and not give the ghost guy this opportunity. When Luo Bao comes to ask me, I will not distinguish between him and him in the past, and it is very common to meet. However, at this time, everyone belongs to the same country, and they should always have some attitudes, so that the ghost guy can feel that the Chinese are easy to bully."

"I am also Chinese, so I can do whatever Mr. He says." Song Tianyao said to He Xian.

Pedro Luo Bao, whom He Xian said, is the person Song Tianyao is going to meet this time.

Pedro Luo Bao, a native of Macau, is the director of the Macau Economic Bureau. He and He Xian have the franchise of Macau gold. He is known as the Macau Golden King and the spokesperson of the Macau Governor.

Lin Xizhen and Luo Bao are mortal enemies in Macau. Lin Xizhen once submitted a petition to the Macau colonial government and 16 Macau lawyers who participated in the customization of Macau laws: The book claimed that he had been committed to the public and law-abiding since he started the opium business, and performed his duties. Macau opium specialist Luo Bao, along with others, tried to seize his opium franchise by any means. Luo Bao, who was corrupt and bribed, used his power for personal gain, hoped that the Macau government would seriously investigate and punish the petition. Without a satisfactory reply, he would go to Paris, New York, Lisbon, Hong Kong and other places to petition, declaring Western countries the corruption and darkness of the rule of the Macau colonial government.

This petition caused Pedro Robao's reputation to be greatly damaged and he had not turned over for several years. It was not until the outbreak of World War II that he had another chance to reuse.
Chapter completed!