At seven o'clock in the evening, a banquet has been arranged on the fifth floor of Wan Guohao. There are more than a hundred tables in sight, and each table is a top-notch banquet.
The arrangement of the tables is very particular, with the podium in the center as the starting point, except for tables one, two and three, which are reserved for specific dignitaries.
After that, the dining tables spread out in circles, with each table having an independent number, and each major club arranged its seats according to the number.
Table No. 15 in the front is reserved for large groups, while tables in the back are shared.
If there are not enough seats and there are groups that cannot get seats, sorry, we have to eat standing up! If you are not convinced, get out!
At the Wan Guohao Exchange Meeting, status and strength are demonstrated everywhere. Strong societies give priority to all benefits, while small societies pick up the rest. This is the rule of the world!
As time went by, senior leaders of major societies began to enter the venue one after another, looking for their own positions.
In previous years, Zihuatan never participated in the Wan Guohao exchange meeting. Today, the seat assigned to him was stuck on the 15th, behind the Ax Gang.
When Brother Ma took his seat, he saw the number of his own table and wanted to talk to Yan Tong, but he was told that the number of the table had been arranged long ago and could not be changed.
Brother Ma smelled something unusual in Yan Tong's words. Among the Xiangjiang clubs, Zihuatan was ranked among the top ten in terms of strength.
Lu Hua invited Zihuatan to participate in Wan Guohao, and deliberately arranged Zihuatan's table to No. 15. What does this mean? Is he planning to suppress Zihuatan? !
"Where's Ah Hao? Why don't you see anyone all day long? Where are you fooling around?"
There are large tables at No. 15 in front of the banquet hall, each table can accommodate at least twenty people.
There were few people in Zihuatan. Sitting at the table were Brother Ma, Brother Ma, the two young women brought by Brother Ma, and Xiao Mei, who was at a loss. There were only five people in total.
Five people sat at the big table numbered 20, which was really deserted.
Since reaching the fifth floor, Brother Ma has been looking for Jiang Jiahao. Seeing that the time is almost half past seven, this kid has not yet shown his face.
Brother Ma looked around and his eyes met the fat guy at table 14. This fat guy was quite shameless. His subordinates had brought a dozen votes.
You know, the other party is here to eat and drink, but you don’t know, you thought Fat Fat brought someone to fight.
As if he thought of something, Brother Ma looked at Xiao Mei: "Does Ah Hao have a few younger brothers downstairs? Go and call them up."
"Damn, there are only five people sitting at such a big table. I don't know, I thought there was no one in our Zihuatan!"
At 7.30, the figures of Jiang Jiahao and Mu Wanrou appeared at the entrance of the stairs, accompanied by Jiang Qiwen, who was silent.
When Mu Wanrou saw her father, Mu Hongfei, sitting at table one chatting with others, she nodded to Jiang Jiahao and walked over.
When Jiang Jiahao saw Brother Ma waving to him at table No. 15, he took Jiang Qiwen to greet him and asked doubtfully: "Brother, is there no one sitting at our table?"
"You don't know, the first fifteen tables are reserved by the club, and then we have to share the tables."
"I have asked Xiao Mei to find some of your younger brothers to come up and join us. Why did you go this afternoon? How did you come back with that little girl Mu Wanrou?"
When Brother Ma saw Jiang Jiahao sitting next to him, he immediately threw him a cigar with a smile and asked with a wink.
Hearing this, Brother Ma also looked over, seemingly very curious about the little story Jiang Jiahao and Mu Wanrou had to tell.
"I went to the sixth floor to have something to eat. Isn't it time to come down?"
Jiang Jiahao was smoking a cigarette and resting his arms on the back of his chair. He turned around and looked at the tables behind him. He saw that the tables were crowded with noisy people and raised his eyebrows.
It seems that no matter where you are, status means everything. If you are powerful, you are entitled to enjoy privileges. If you are not powerful, you will have to endure whatever arrangements others make.
Looking over Fatty, Jiang Jiahao frowned and asked Brother Ma in a low voice: "Brother, why did Fatty, this damn fat pig, sit in front of us?"
"Someone deliberately wants to embarrass us. Don't worry. The real estate auction will be the main event later. What about the table numbers? It doesn't matter where you sit to eat."
"Brother Hao, Brother Ma, Brother Xiao Ma."
The voices of Buck-toothed Su and others sounded behind him. Jiang Jiahao looked back and saw Ruan Wenjie and others following Xiao Mei, sitting down at the table in an orderly manner, bending down to say hello to Xiao Ma.
Brother Da Ma just smiled, his smile was very honest, which made Ruan Wenjie and others less restrained, and they also had the intention to look around.
Brother Xiao Ma won a lot of money today and was in a good mood. When he saw Buck Yasu and the others acting strangely, he threw the expensive Cuban cigar box in front of them. He was very arrogant.
Several of them had not smoked cigars before, so one of them grabbed one and sniffed it. His face was full of curiosity, and he kept thanking Brother Ma.
Table No. 1 was filled with big shots, including three lords crowned by the Queen of England, Sheriff McDonald, Inspector Lu Hua, and several family members...
They chatted with each other about interesting things in Xiangjiang, and occasionally the topic would shift to Mu Wanrou.
Nothing more than that this year Lord Mu Hongfei is seventy years old.
Usually at this age, there are four generations in the family, but Mu Hongfei only has one daughter, who is just 21 years old this year.
A twenty-one-year-old girl in her prime must have status and beauty, and anyone who wants to protect her as a matchmaker can beat Wan Guohao.
At the banquet, there were many people who wanted to find a match for Mu Wanrou, but Mu Hongfei took them away with a smile.
But Mu Hongfei soon discovered that something was wrong. His baby daughter was a little unhappy and her mind was not on the dinner table. She was always peeking into the distance.
Mu Hongfei followed the direction where Mu Wanrou was peeking and saw Jiang Jiahao who was chatting with Brother Ma, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
Mu Hongfei's expression was quickly noticed by Mu Wanrou. Fortunately, she no longer tensed up. She took leave from the elders and walked straight to table No. 15 under the constant gaze of everyone.
Jiang Qiwen was chatting with Xiao Mei. When she saw Mu Wanrou walking over, she quickly indicated with her eyes where Xiao Mei and the others should sit, deliberately leaving the seat on Jiang Jiahao's left empty.
Mu Wanrou saw Jiang Qiwen's little move, a smile appeared on her lips, and she sat down next to Jiang Jiahao gracefully, giving Jiang Jiahao a headache.
Brother Ma and Brother Ma looked at each other and quickly greeted Mu Wanrou, very affectionately.
If we talk about the episode on the fourth floor, some of the club bosses got to know Jiang Jiahao.
Now that all the big guys in Hong Kong are gathered together, Mu Wanrou sits next to Jiang Jiahao, which invisibly raises Jiang Jiahao's status by several levels.
If you play well, you'll be called Peng Ni, if you don't play well, you'll be killed!
"What are you doing here?"
Seeing that Mu Wanrou had greeted the big and small horses, Jiang Jiahao turned his attention to Jiang Qiwen and Xiao Mei, started chatting, and immediately asked in a low voice.
"Help you, I want everyone to know that Lord Mu Hongfei is standing behind you."
Near eight o'clock, wonderful music played in the venue. Lu Hua and McDonald walked up to the podium and crackled a round of opening remarks.
The big guys sitting below, whether they understood or not, all applauded.
Brother Ma and Brother Ma exchanged glances, glanced at the fat man behind him who had a sneer on his face, and whispered to Jiang Jiahao.
"When the auction starts, look at my eyes. Small auctions can be discarded appropriately, but large auctions cannot be spared."
"Except for exceptions, as long as it is a place recognized by Fatty, we will eat it."
Brother Ma smiled and took a sip of red wine and patted Jiang Jiahao on the shoulder: "Ah Hao, don't worry about money."
Jiang Jiahao nodded when he heard this. Under normal circumstances, those who participate in the auction are all community representatives. There are big and small horses sitting there, so Jiang Jiahao is not qualified to raise the placard.
But now that Mu Wanrou is sitting here, Xiao Ma gives the opportunity to shine to Jiang Jiahao, which can be regarded as a gesture of goodwill.
Mu Wanrou turned her head when she heard this, pushed a check in front of Jiang Jiahao, and said calmly: "As the red stick of Zihuatan, you should have some property of your own."
The corner of Little Ma's eyes twitched a little, and he glanced at Big Ma, who raised a smile on his lips and nodded.
After receiving the instruction, Brother Ma patted Jiang Jiahao's shoulder again and said with a smile: "Miss Mu is right, you will be the red stick of Zihuatan soon, and you can have private property in your hands."
"Whichever one you choose, take the picture yourself. Once you take the picture, it's yours. It has nothing to do with the club."
On the side, Buck Ya Su, Ruan Wenjie and others were playing poker. Hearing this, they looked at Brother Ma in surprise, glanced at the string of zeros on the check, swallowed their saliva, and looked at Mu Wanrou and Jiang Jiahao with a strange look on their faces. .
Buck Yasu elbowed Ruan Wenjie and asked in a low voice: "What happened? Why did Brother Hao hook up with Miss Mu?"
"Chao, why are you asking me? Who am I going to ask!" Ruan Wenjie pinched his teeth. Just now, Mu Wanrou came to support Jiang Jiahao, which already made several people's jaws drop.
Now it seems that these two people have a story!
Jiang Jiahao's right eyelid kept twitching, so he simply tore off a small piece of paper and stuck it on it. He glanced at Mu Wanrou's eyes full of meaning and nodded to Brother Ma.
