"Master, there is a gentleman named Du Yongxiao outside. He has brought gifts to visit you and the eldest young master!"
The butler, Uncle En, stood respectfully at the door of the hall and reported.
As one of the most wealthy families in Hong Kong, the Huo family's status is very important. It reached its peak especially in the late 1950s. It was also during this period that the Huo family was targeted by the British Hong Kong government. Many important businesses were suspended, especially the emerging real estate business, which was almost cut in half.
The old man of the Huo family was sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading a newspaper. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at his eldest son.
Young Master Huo was watching TV happily. When he saw his father's eyes, he hurriedly stood up and said, "Oh, that's right. He called before and said he wanted to pay you New Year greetings. I thought it was nothing, so I asked him to come over."
"Is he that Inspector Hua?"
"Yes."
"Doing real estate business with you?"
"Yes."
Mr. Huo's eyes were disdainful, "I have said that the world is dangerous and no one can believe it. What's more, the other person is a bad guy."
"But father, you also said that you can make friends with all three religions and nine schools, and you will kill more dogs every time you are righteous."
Mr. Huo glared at his son: "I don't learn what I should learn, but I remember clearly what I shouldn't learn!"
Young Master Huo shut up immediately.
"Okay, you have to tell me in advance when guests come over in the future. Our Huo family is a big family and we must respect etiquette. What if there are guests here and we can't receive them? What if something happens at home and it's inconvenient? We need to be careful when doing things. Think more and don’t just act casually!”
"Okay, father!" Young Master Huo lowered his eyebrows.
Mr. Huo then ordered Uncle En, the housekeeper: "Please come in."
"Yes, sir!"
…
The Huo family lives in a garden villa on Keton Road, Mid-Levels, Hong Kong Island.
The entire villa covers an area of more than 20,000 square feet, which is almost 2,000 square meters in square meters.
As a mid-level luxury area, the cheapest villa here costs more than one million, while the more expensive ones range from four to five million.
Du Yongxiao went to the home of Zonghua Inspector Liu Fu. Liu Fu also lived in Mid-Levels, but it was just a "slum area" in Mid-Levels. Although it was also a villa, it was as small as a sparrow. Compared with the one in front of him, it was insignificant. .
Mr. Huo bought this villa ten years ago. His neighbors are all famous Chinese businessmen in Hong Kong, including shipping king Bao Yugang, film tycoon Yifu Shao, the Dong family, the He family, and some ghost guys. For example, the Schweizer family, the Kadoorie family, etc.
For these tycoons, people like Liu Fu and Lei Luo, they basically spend money to breed wolf dogs in captivity. If necessary, they can spend hundreds of thousands or millions to breed an obedient one again.
Because of this, in Mr. Huo's view, it was inevitable that Mr. Huo, with his status, would befriend an Inspector Hua.
Du Yongxiao stood at the door of Huo's house, smoking slowly.
Zhuang Dingxian was waiting for him in the car.
Datouwen stood behind Du Yongxiao holding a gift and complained: "The Huo family's queuing is too big. We've been notified for a long time, but no one has come out yet."
"Wealthy people have so many rules. Why do you think you're going to a department store?"
"Our master invites you in!"
While talking, the old housekeeper came out and said.
"Thank you!"
Du Yongxiao winked at Datouwen, who handed the gift to Du Yongxiao while he waited outside.
Du Yongxiao carried the gift and followed the old housekeeper inside, stopping and turning a few times before arriving at the door of the living room.
A house-dressing girl wearing white clothes, black trousers, and braided hair hurriedly opened the door when she saw the guests arriving.
"Thank you!" Just as Du Yongxiao was about to step into the living room, the comb girl took the slippers over and placed them at Du Yongxiao's feet.
Du Yongxiao smiled sarcastically, took off his leather shoes, changed into slippers, and then went in with the gift.
"Axiao, you're here!"
Young Master Huo was very happy to see Du Yongxiao.
Du Yongxiao nodded towards him and looked at Mr. Huo who was sitting on the sofa. He was thin and tall, with a tall skull. His eyes were fixed on Du Yongxiao, as if he wanted to see through Du Yongxiao.
"Hello, Mr. Huo!" Du Yongxiao greeted Mr. Huo with a decent smile.
Mr. Huo then pointed to the sofa and said, "Please sit down!"
Du Yongxiao handed the gift in his hand to the girl next to him: "I'm in such a hurry that I don't know what to give. These are roasted sweet potatoes that I bought specially from Wan Chai Pier. I treat them as a small gift for you!"
Roasted sweet potato?
Young Master Huo almost rolled his eyes, this Ah Xiao was too stingy.
The old housekeeper and the grooming girl had strange expressions.
Most of the guests who came to visit us always brought heavy gifts, especially during the recent Chinese New Year. There were even more heavy gifts. Du Yongxiao was the only one who brought roasted sweet potatoes to give gifts.
Mr. Huo originally didn't care about Du Yongxiao's gift, but when he suddenly heard the roasted sweet potatoes from Wan Chai, his eyes lit up, "But the roasted sweet potatoes from Lao Suntou in Wan Chai?"
"Yes, it belongs to Mr. Sun. He had closed his stall during the Chinese New Year, so I ran over to find him, and then he took it upon himself to bake such a basket."
"Haha, bring it here!"
The self-combing girl was surprised and brought the gift over.
When he opened it, he saw that it was a warm box with hot coals underneath the box, which was sizzling and steaming.
Use cotton cloth to open the warm box, and inside there are eight huge, plump, honey-oiled roasted sweet potatoes.
Mr. Huo couldn't wait to take one, broke it open, took a bite, closed his eyes, chewed and savored it.
The servant next to him was dumbfounded.
Master, what's going on?
Young Master Huo also looked surprised. He didn't know why his father was so gloomy.
Only Du Yongxiao knew that it was all because of these roasted sweet potatoes.
In his previous life, Du Yongxiao had read many biographies of Mr. Huo. Among them, what impressed him most was that Mr. Huo ran a boat when he was young. He had a brush with death every time he went to sea. Every time he survived a disaster and returned to Wan Chai, he had to eat An old sun-headed roasted sweet potato.
For him, Lao Suntou's roasted sweet potatoes not only filled his stomach, but also served as a psychological hint that he would be blessed if he survived the catastrophe.
This is indeed the case. As his "Airship Tai" became famous all over the world, the Huo family was also supported by him. Now it is ranked first among the Chinese businessmen, as famous as the Bao family, the Dong family, the Xu family, etc.
But since he came ashore and became prosperous, he has never eaten Wan Chai roasted sweet potatoes. First, his status does not allow it, and second, he has no time. Even the people around him do not know that he has this hobby.
But today, Du Yongxiao packaged Wan Chai roasted sweet potatoes as a "gift" for him, which whetted Mr. Huo's appetite.
After eating half of the sweet potato in one go, Mr. Huo was satisfied and asked the servant to wrap up the remaining half, accept it, and looked at Du Yongxiao: "The sweet potato you gave me is very good!"
Du Yongxiao smiled slightly: "As long as you like it."
Mr. Huo pointed to the sofa again: "Sit down! You are so scheming at a young age, it is worth sitting down!"
(End of chapter)
