Song Tianyao let out a soft breath. In all of Macau, apart from He Xian, who would dare to treat killing Taiwan spies and gunmen as a trivial matter?
This is far more serious than trying to kill a Britain scumbag in Hong Kong before, isn't it?
But He Xian spoke of it with complete nonchalance, as if the people he mentioned being dealt with were just two ants, and even if Taiwan found out, Taiwan could do nothing about it.
Whether it's Hong Kong or Macau, Song Tianyao, a patriotic China businessman, had heard of and seen many such figures. However, the only Taiwan businessman Song Tianyao had ever met was He Xian, who claimed to be a small Macau. He was at the top of the Kuomintang's He Xian in Macau, directly opposing the Kuomintang, and using his prestige and influence in Macau Street to drive the Taiwan consulate and intelligence agencies back to Taiwan. The Song Tianyao Kuomintang to get rid of him but was powerless to do anything about it.
Hong Kong's older generation of business magnates— Chu Yaozong, Zhou Xiyu, and Cai Wenbai —are all old and frail. While they remain shrewd and calculating, their ambition has waned, much like tigers that have eaten their fill and returned to the mountains, now dozing off in their territory. In contrast, He Xian of Macau is in his prime, his ambition and intellect at their peak. He possesses both forbearance and ruthless methods, a true tycoon who emerged from the decade of chaos in Macau.
Song Tianyao knew that this was a vulgar remark, but he couldn't help but say it. He thought He Xian's nonchalant words were incredibly domineering.
No wonder the He Family was able to retain their title as King of Macau after the handover of Macau to China.
"I Brother Xian, and thank you for helping me last time." Song Tianyao picked up the wine glass in front of him, which was already full of wine, and after speaking to He Xian, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
He Xian drank half a glass with Song Tianyao and smiled, "This is a small matter. Besides, that Britain Foreign Devil has done all sorts of bad things and should be dealt with. You're doing good deeds, and I'm just standing by and cheering you on. It's only right that I do it."
Several people sat at the table drinking and chatting. It seemed Huang Liu said a few words outside, and then the bodyguard at the door, looking somewhat helpless, walked in carrying the gifts from Lei Yingdong and Song Tianyao. He said to Huang Ziya:
Brother Six said Mr. He will be very happy to see the gift.
"Take it out and tell him that if he messes around again, he'll be sent to Green Island to help the residents connect water pipes," Huang Ziya said, frowning.
He Xian chuckled, "Xunzheng, forget it. A-Liu knows what he's doing. You're always putting on a stern face. When it comes to making people happy, you're not as good as A-Liu. All the kids in my family like A-Liu more than you. Guan Tai and A-Yao aren't outsiders either. Open it and see what gift A-Liu would say would make me happy."
Lei Yingdong brought a briefcase, while Song Tianyao brought a wooden box. The bodyguard opened the briefcase, which contained a large scroll. Inside was a painting titled "Autumn Trees and Eagles" by Gao Lun, a master of the Lingnan School of Painting. The eagle in the painting was sharp, spirited, and lifelike.
"Ah~ Mr. Jianfu's eagle." He Xian stood up in surprise, personally taking one end of the scroll from the bodyguard and examining it closely. "Mr. Jianfu passed away last year at Kiang Wu Hospital in Macau. Before he passed away, I often drank tea and chatted with him. He always promised to paint an eagle for me when his condition improved, but unfortunately, it remained a regret. Where did Guan Tai get this painting?"
"I had heard about Brother Xian's regret long ago. I happened to see this painting at a pawn shop in Hong Kong, so I brought it here to try and make up for it for Brother Xian," Lei Yingdong said to He Xian.
He Xian's gaze shifted from the painting to Lei Yingdong's face. "Guan Tai, you've put your heart into this."
After saying that, he looked at Song Tianyao and said, "No wonder A-Liu said I would be happy, A-Yao's gift..."
As He Xian spoke, he personally opened the wooden box brought by Song Tianyao. Inside was a set of seven lifelike ceramic seated figures of the Qing Dynasty, all of the same height. After picking up one of the figures and examining the inscription on the base, He Xian turned back to Lei Yingdong and Song Tianyao with a changed expression. Before, he was happy, but now he was surprised. "Just how much effort did you two put into getting these gifts? One of you gave me a painting by Gao Jianfu, and the other gave me a Qing Dynasty seated figure made by Liu Huisheng, the King of the Mountain? One for each of you, to fill the gaps in my collection? You don't need something from me, do you? But even if you do need something from me, I'll agree for the sake of these two items."
In fact, the gifts given by Song Tianyao and Lei Yingdong were not worth much money. Gao Jianfu's painting was worth 30,000 Hong Kong dollars, and Song Tianyao's Qing Dynasty seated portrait was worth 40,000 Hong Kong dollars. However, although the prices were not high, it required a lot of effort to find them. Lei Yingdong had been doing this kind of thing since before the Spring Festival. Lei Yingdong had dealt with He Xian before and knew that He Xian liked to collect antiques and paintings. Although He Xian was on good terms with Gao Jianfu in his later years, he did not have a single eagle painting by Gao Jianfu from his peak period.
As for seated figures from the Qing Dynasty, He Xian has a set of seven seated figures by Chen Weiyan, a famous late Qing Dynasty ceramic sculptor. Chen Weiyan and Liu Huisheng were both great ceramic sculptors from Shiwan, Guangdong in the late Qing Dynasty. Liu Huisheng skilled in sculpting figures, while Chen Weiyan was skilled in sculpting vessels. Liu Huisheng became famous earlier than Chen Weiyan. When people talked about Guangdong ceramic sculpture, they always put Liu Huisheng's figures before Chen Weiyan's vessels. Later, Chen Weiyan fired this set of figures to prove that he was not only skilled in vessels, but also in figures, which were no less than Liu Huisheng's.
This set of portraits was no less than a challenge, so Liu Huisheng readily accepted and also fired a set of identical portraits. After comparison, people found that Chen Weiyan's portraits were indeed no less impressive than Liu Huisheng's.
He Xian had the same set of figures that Chen Weiyan had burned years ago, and he had always wanted to collect the same figures Liu Huisheng. Unexpectedly, it was Song Tianyao who helped him fulfill his wish in the end.
No wonder Huang Liu insisted he would be happy.
"The gifts were all collected with the help of Brother Danzi. I just paid for them. I didn't Brother Xian for anything; I just wanted to express my gratitude." Song Tianyao saw that He Xian was indeed happy, examining the paintings and portraits closely.
"Xunzheng, please put this away for me and have someone deliver it to my office at Tai Fung Bank. I'll enjoy it when I have time." He Xian admired it for a while, then carefully put it away and handed it to Huang Ziya, instructing her accordingly.
After returning to the table and having a few more drinks, the group left. He Xian held too many positions, no less than ten. In the afternoon, in addition to being the president of the Macau Chamber of Commerce, He Xian was also the president of the Macau Bankers' Union. He had to go to the Macau Bankers' Union to handle some matters.