"I don't know. It felt like they were just sitting there exchanging pleasantries, talking nonsense."
"If only someone could add fuel to the fire... Brother Six, do you think it's possible that Miss Qi is really wearing heavy makeup?"
Huang Liu coughed and said, "Boss, you're not serious, are you really coming back just to rush off to sleep with Miss Qi? Did that Foreign Girl not drain you dry before letting you come back?"
"I don't know if Miss Qi wore heavy makeup, but after returning from Macau, I should be wearing heavy makeup to perform on stage."
The car drove directly to the passenger terminal, and the two planned to cross the sea to Macau.
Chapter 474 Not Giving Me a Chance
Having just stepped off the plane and suddenly boarded the ferry bound for Macau, the salty sea breeze blowing through the window dispelled much of the irritability that had accumulated during Song Tianyao's journey.
He Xian specially sent Huang Ziya to drive to the dock to pick up Song Tianyao and Huang Liu. When Huang Liu saw Huang Ziya, he subconsciously wanted to puff out his chest and make an arrogant pose for his third brother. However, he had only managed to hold on for half a breath when Huang Ziya punched him right in the lungs. He coughed twice and could no longer maintain his expert demeanor.
Huang Ziya no longer felt any headache or disgust towards his cousin. After all, the guy was far away in Hong Kong, and if he caused any serious trouble, the young man in front of him would take the blame. However, Huang Ziya did admire the foresight of Huang Liu and his boss. Back when Song Tianyao was just a small wig factory owner, this guy went to help Song Tianyao. Who would have thought that in just over a year, the Song Tianyao had been so terrified when he first came to Macau would become a Hong Kong tycoon with a net worth of hundreds of millions and vast tracts of land, and even the Lin Family, who had confronted Pedro Lobo in Macau back then, had collapsed in front of him.
"Mr. Song, Mr. He is already waiting for you, please." Huang Ziya reached out to open the back door for Song Tianyao, using a very polite form of address.
Song Tianyao smiled and said, "Thank you so much Mr. He and Third Brother, for going to such lengths to pick me up."
Huang Liu sat in the passenger seat, his hand resting on the window, looking out the window, and casually asked Huang Ziya, who was driving.
"Third Brother, my boss went to Britain to pick up girls. Before he left, he handed over all the power to me. I was finally ready to show my skills and experience what it's like to be in charge when Mr. He made a phone call and brought my boss back. Hey, aren't you going to give me some compensation?"
Huang Ziya looked at Huang Liu with a questioning gaze. "Compensation? You should talk to Mr. He. He and see if he'll give you compensation, or you can talk to your Dad."
"Hey, while my boss was away, do you know how many big deals I've been negotiating? I...!"
"Brother Six." Song Tianyao, sitting in the back seat, stopped Huang Liu from continuing.
Huang Liu yawned, then lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and said nothing more.
Huang Ziya drove to Tianshen Alley, where Song Tianyao had been before. Upon seeing Tianshen Alley Huang Ziya's car from afar, several men who were clearly He Xian's bodyguards turned around and went into the alley to report the news. When the car stopped at a mansion in the alley, He Xian was already standing at the entrance of the mansion with a friendly expression, watching Song Tianyao and Huang Liu get out of the car.
"Mr. He," Song Tianyao said, extending his hand to He Xian.
He Xian stepped forward, grabbed Song Tianyao's hand, and gently patted Song Tianyao's shoulder, leading him into the house.
"Did you resent this old man for suddenly calling you back from Britain?"
Song Tianyao touched his nose. "Hate? I definitely wouldn't dare, but it's true that I would call Mr. He. He 'the bully who oppresses the kind-hearted' a couple of times in private."
He Xian laughed heartily, "You read the newspaper too? It's true what they say, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast."
Because of the previous conflict at the Sino-Portuguese border, He Xian acted as a mediator, especially by cutting off Macau's water supply, ultimately forcing Portugal to admit their mistake and apologize. Perhaps Portugal also knew that in Macau, He Xian's power was even greater than that of the Governor of Macau, so it was difficult to find an opportunity to deal with He Xian directly. Therefore, they could only slowly find ways to make things difficult for He Xian from the sidelines. It is unknown where they found some Southeast Asia Chinese businessmen to do business in Macau and cause trouble for local businessmen. Eventually, they deliberately went to He Xian for help, but He Xian did not help them. So these Southeast Asia Chinese businessmen published articles in the newspapers accusing He Xian of bullying the good and being a tyrant in Macau.
Upon entering the unmarked courtyard, He Xian explained that it was a branch of the Tan family, specializing in Tan Family Cuisine. Song Tianyao was somewhat taken aback. Based on his experience from his previous life, although Tan family Tan Family Cuisine was originally Cantonese cuisine, it had been modified to lean more towards northern flavors, making it a type of northern cuisine. It was created by Tan Zongjun and Tan Zhuoqing, father and son, who served as officials in Beijing during the late Qing Dynasty. He had never heard of Tan Family Cuisine being available in Hong Kong and Macau.
"A descendant of Tan Zhuoqing?" Song Tianyao asked He Xian, looking around the ancient house.
He Xian waved his hand. "There are two Tan Family Cuisine. This residence belongs to a nephew of Tan Yankai, the governor of Hunan and a Kuomintang elder. He employed a chef who once served Tan Yankai."
Song Tianyao nodded. "Is it Tan Sanfa, the one who held a banquet for thirty years?"
Tan Yankai, who had a great love for food, would always set a banquet price of no less than 120 yuan. At that time, a dan (a unit of weight) of high-quality cooked rice cost only 8 yuan. 120 yuan could feed a person for 30 years, so later generations used the phrase "a banquet lasting 30 years" to describe his life.
Upon entering the small hall, a small table had already been set out, with four cold dishes and a jar of Six Splendid Springs wine on the table. After He Xian sat down, Song Tianyao sat at the lower end of the table. A maidservant serving them stepped forward to help them break the clay seal on the Shaoxing wine. As soon as the seal was broken, the mellow aroma of the wine immediately filled the air.
Two shallow, fine porcelain wine bowls were filled. He Xian raised his bowl and smiled at Song Tianyao, saying, "It's impossible that you weren't resentful about being suddenly called back from Britain. Xunzheng told me that you had hired people from the Civil and Martial Association to do something in Britain. This bowl of wine is my apology."
Song Tianyao picked up his wine bowl and lightly clinked it against He Xian's. "I don't deserve to be Mr. He..."
"Wouldn't calling me 'Brother Xian' make me sound younger?" He Xian asked Song Tianyao with a smile.
Song Tianyao hesitated for a moment. "Brother Xian, I guessed why you wanted me to come back. Since I'm willing to come back, it means that what happened in Britain was a minor matter. Song Tianyao tell right from wrong."