"Ding dong."
Li Mingwu pressed the doorbell.
Two burly drivers with European faces closed their suits and stepped out of the car.
They put their hands in front of their lower abdomens, wore weapons on their waists, spread their legs, and stood on the left and right of the "professor".
An aunt in a white servant uniform walked to the door, looked at them with a wary expression, and asked aloud: "Who are you looking for?"
As servants of the "Manor", they have received strict service training. When they hear the doorbell to receive guests, they must be vigilant about every visitor without an appointment. These are the things they have been repeatedly reminded of in their training.
After all, they are not serving ordinary people. First of all, they must ensure the safety of the host family, and secondly, they must ensure the privacy of the host family. Of course, they must be polite, otherwise it will lower the reputation of the host family and have a negative impact on the host family.
Treating guests politely and paying attention to etiquette are also the keys that have been repeatedly emphasized.
The servant kept a smile on his face and spoke politely, but he did not open the door without permission and remained wary of "outsiders".
Anyone who visits celebrities or people from wealthy families will be familiar with this attitude...
Wouldn't even mind.
Li Mingwu raised his glasses, smiled, and replied with a gentle expression: "Hello, I'm looking for Officer Zhuang."
"this is my name card."
"Please hand it to Officer Zhuang."
Li Mingwu handed out a famous face with both hands.
The dealer's servant took the business card with both hands, bowed slightly, looked at it in front of his eyes, and frowned: "Mr. Zhuang does not accept visits without an appointment."
In fact, Li Mingwu's title is too low-level.
Although the entire photo is exquisitely made and has gilt lace, the title of CEO of a trading company does not qualify him to visit Zhuang Sheng at any time.
You can visit if you want.
Make an appointment with Zhuang Sheng.
The manor naturally opened its doors to welcome everyone.
And I understand if you want to visit temporarily.
After all, everyone’s time is limited…
It depends on whether you are qualified or not!
Senior police officers, Hong Kong politicians, and wealthy men are all OK.
Little boss?
No way!
The banker's threshold is high, not because he wants to show off, but because the owner's status is high. If he doesn't raise the threshold, others will crush the door.
If you don't make a reservation in advance, you are not doing the right etiquette, and you have no reason to blame others.
Li Mingwu also understood very well, bowed slightly and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I came to Hong Kong unexpectedly, and I haven't made an appointment with Mr. Zhuang yet. Please tell Mr. Zhuang the word 'equator'. I believe Mr. Zhuang will meet me." "
"Sorry, thank you." Li Mingwu apologized again.
Now the servant did not dare to refuse, put away the business card, nodded and said: "Okay, please wait a moment."
After all, assessing the situation is a compulsory course for wealthy servants. In movies, the plot of looking down on others and chasing them away with a broom basically does not exist in reality.
As long as the other party strongly requests it, the servant will report it out of consideration of not doing anything wrong.
As for seeing or not?
That is the right of the owner.
But at least the owner should be notified of the matter.
So as not to delay the host's affairs.
What's more, the other party looks polite and has bodyguards. He doesn't look like a small character like a street kid.
Give me some face.
The servant turned and left, heading towards the mansion building.
Li Mingwu stood at the door waiting quietly with a smile on his face.
Mansion living room.
Zhuang Shikai hugged his wife, leaned against the sofa, and watched TV intently.
"Peter Pan" is playing on TV.
It can be regarded as prenatal education for children.
This picture is very lifelike.
"Da da da."
At this time, the servant walked gently to the sofa, raised the business card with both hands, and handed it to the front: "Zhuangsheng, there is someone visiting outside."
Zhuang Shikai frowned and turned his head strangely: "I don't have an appointment with anyone today?"
"Who is so ignorant! You want to see me on the weekend?"
He murmured to himself and took the business card: "Li Mingwu?"
"CEO of International Trade in Western Australia, professor of biology at an Australian university?"
"That's right!"
"Are you qualified enough to see me?"
Although these titles are relatively decent status, they are really not enough in front of Sir Zhuang...
And that trading company is probably very small. Mr. Zhuang has never even heard of it. How can he see it?
What biology professor?
Just to scare ordinary people.
It doesn't work in Zhuang Sheng's eyes.
As for professors being bosses, it’s normal. I guess professors also have to make a living doing projects...
Zhuang Shikai even felt that "Li Mingwu" was here to attract investment and cheat business, and he couldn't help feeling a little disdainful: "How dare you fool me?"
"If you ask about the door, don't ask about me!"
When he was about to say no, the servant lowered his head and said loudly: "Equator."
"Um?"
Zhuang Sheng suddenly stopped, turned his head with deep eyes, and immediately stared at the servant beside him.
He has been very sensitive to these two words recently.
The servant continued: "The guest outside told me to tell you the word 'equator', and you will agree to see him."
Zhuang Shikai's pupils suddenly dilated, and he breathed out: "Huh."
A smile appeared on his face: "I haven't found you yet, but you jumped out on your own? Interesting! How interesting!"
"Take the lady upstairs!"
"Please come in."
"I want to make tea for the guests."
Zhuang Shikai put down his business card, raised his head, and said loudly with a cheerful expression.
Someone flew on a special plane to give away his life and experience. Do you think he could be unhappy?
I don’t know how much time, effort, and energy are saved in this process.
Moreover, he really wanted to hear what "Equator" planned to say and what he planned to do. How dare he visit in person?
"yes."
"Zhuang Sheng."
The servant nodded immediately.
Immediately, two servants in the living room, one on the left and one on the right, helped Ami get up from the sofa.
Amy was wearing maternity clothes, stroking her belly with her hands, and slowly walked up the stairs.
Ami's belly is more than eight months old.
The pregnancy belly is obvious.
It's almost time to give birth.
The other servant turned and left, going to the door to greet the guests.
"Keep the door closed."
in the living room.
Zhuang Shikai said suddenly.
Amei turned around and responded softly: "I'll wait for you upstairs."
"Um."
Zhuang Shikai withdrew his gaze, took out the tea leaves from under the desk cabinet, poured boiling water, started to clean the cup, and brewed hot tea.
Although the other party is an uninvited guest, the Chinese have to be polite, prepare tea when it is time, and kill when they want to kill.
"Gululu."
five minutes later.
There was only one person sitting in the living room, Zhuang Shikai.
He raised his hand to pour the tea and sighed: "Li Mingwu?"
"The name of Equator is different from what I imagined... Could it be that he was picked out too early?"
Zhuang Shikai was thinking in his mind.
But don't worry, wait until "Equator" appears, and after a few conversations, many answers will come out.
At this time, the servant also brought Li Mingwu to the door of the living room, along with Li Mingwu's two bodyguards. However, his two bodyguards were obviously dangerous and were stopped by a group of security guards outside the door.
"Let them in!"
Zhuang Shikai raised his hand and preached.
It's just that there is no need to invite, but to let go, and adopt a preemptive method. The first sentence sets the tone of the conversation between the two.
I'm a soldier!
You are a thief!
I have the initiative. Whatever you think, it depends on whether I agree or not!
Stop jumping.
A group of security guards outside the living room door, wearing headsets, nodded slightly: "Yes! Zhuang Sheng!"
They lowered their arms, and Li Mingwu came in with two bodyguards. He took off his shoes and changed them. After obediently completing a set of guest rules, he stood up and walked to Zhuang Sheng. He bowed slightly and said aloud: "Zhuang Sheng, please excuse me." ”
"Please forgive me for taking the liberty of visiting."
Zhuang Shikai raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side: "Please sit down."
Li Mingwu lowered his legs, closed his suit and sat up straight, nodding lightly: "Thank you."
Zhuang Shikai picked up a cup and placed it in front of him: "Drink tea."
"Thank you Zhuang Sheng."
Li Mingwu was very disciplined. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then put the teacup away.
At this time, two bodyguards were standing beside him. They looked very dignified, but they were inevitably looked down upon by Sir Zhuang.
At this moment, Sir Zhuang crossed his legs with a serious smile and looked at the opposite side with a scrutinizing gaze: "Professor Li is different from what I imagined?"
"Mr. Zhuang is exactly as I imagined." Li Mingwu responded with a smile.
Zhuang Shikai chuckled: "Then what advice does Professor Li ask me for? As far as I know, the trading business done by Equator is not legal...Does Professor Li want to ask me to get the two billion US dollars back?"
"I'm sorry, I don't have any US dollars. I can reserve a place for you at the Tseung Kwan O Cemetery."
"For the sake of you being Chinese too."
Zhuang Shikai has basically determined that the appearance, identity, temperament, and Li Mingwu in front of him are all different from the real Equator.
Is this a false equator?
Fake professor?
Li Mingwu adjusted his glasses and said, "Zhuangsheng misunderstood me. I like to eat rice noodles, but I don't like to live in cemeteries..."
"I would be happy to donate the US$2 billion to the Hong Kong Island Police for construction."
"Then you are so generous." Zhuang Shikai interrupted abruptly.
The words were full of sarcasm.
Li Mingwu was not shocked. It seemed that he still had the courage he should have. He took out a black police gun from his arms, put it quietly on the table, and said in a respectful tone: "I am here to give Mr. Zhuang Send me something.”
"Now it's back to its original owner."
"Mr. Zhuang, please keep it."
"After all, if the police gun does something outside, it will have a great impact on the police officers. You may be in some trouble..."
Li Mingwu angrily returned the police gun directly. It seemed that he was "courtesy first and then fighting" and wanted to take the upper hand in the subsequent negotiations.
Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows, looked at the police gun and asked, "Whose gun is it?"
"Pah!" He opened the drawer, took out another police gun, placed it in front of him, compared it with each other, nodded and said: "It is indeed a standard police gun!"
Li Mingwu saw his movements, his eyes were extremely surprised, and he was a little shocked.
However, Zhuang Shikai picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, looked directly at the other person and said, "Thank you for returning the police gun to the police force! I will be responsible for investigating this matter and give an explanation to the people."
"However, if you pull out another gun, I will charge you with concealing a gun. If the circumstances are serious, I will also charge you with arms trading. Please be careful what you say next."
Li Mingwu calmed down for a moment and asked: "Zhuang Sheng, where do you think the arms in my hand come from?"
