Song Tianyao rubbed his head, revealing the same helpless smile he had after being embarrassed by Chu Xiaoxin years ago, "You're the president of the Hong Kong Chamber of Commerce, of course you have to attend such an important occasion!"
"Tch!" Chu Xiaoxin uttered a curse word he hadn't used in many years. His feigned anger crumbled, and he smiled, putting his arm around Song Tianyao's shoulder. "Honestly, besides doing charity work in Hong Kong, do you have any other plans? I bought a villa on Tai Ping Shan, right next to mine. When are you moving back in?"
Song Tianyao smiled and said, "Big Brother, the property prices on Tai Ping Shan are really high. Is your villa big enough for you? You know I'm not a single man anymore; I have a bunch of women and kids to support. It's tough!"
Chu Xiaoxin chuckled, and for a moment Song Tianyao seemed to see that arrogant young man again, shouting in a boastful tone, "Not enough space? Who do you Big Brother you are now? One phone call and Li Chaoren will give you a few more villas! If he doesn't comply, he won't be able to do business tomorrow! You Big Brother, you think you can look down on me just because you've seen a bit of the world in Malaya? You're something else!"
Song Tianyao was momentarily dazed, then couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter. Chu Xiaoxin also raised the corners of his mouth, and the smile grew wider and wider until he couldn't help but laugh along with Song Tianyao.
After a long while, the laughter stopped.
"We'll talk about moving to Hong Kong later; it's about time." Song Tianyao glanced at his watch. "Big Brother, let's get out of the car."
Chu Xiaoxin unbuckled his seatbelt, about to get out of the car with Song Tianyao, when a heated argument outside suddenly drew their attention.
"... Fuck your mother! Ask this good-for-nothing! Why do I, his sworn brother, love him so much!"
Not far from the Bentley, several young people wearing Marino School uniforms were shouting and arguing.
A seemingly refined young man, with a cigarette between his fingers, pointed at the tallest of the group of young men opposite him, his eyes filled with an indescribable ruthlessness.
"Choose that star!" Feng Zhirong was startled by Huo Dongjun's sudden outburst, but immediately threw a punch at Huo Dongjun's head!
Huo Dongjun dodged the punch to the side! His left leg suddenly lashed out with a powerful kick, slamming into Feng Zhirong's abdomen! This sent Feng Zhirong staggering back three or four steps!
Before anyone could react, Huo Dongjun rushed forward, grabbed Feng Zhirong's hair, forcefully slammed his head down, and then delivered a knee strike to Feng Zhirong's face.
"Big E Brother! Big E Brother! I'll fuck your mother! You think you're some Big Brother just because you have a few scraps of trash!"
Having landed a successful blow, Huo Dongjun released his grip, leaving Feng Zhirong clutching his bleeding nose and hiding to the side! He then pounced on several of Feng Zhirong's henchmen nearby!
He punched one of the men in the eye, then turned and kicked the guy who had circled behind him to grab his lower back, sending him flying. Pointing arrogantly at the remaining three, he said, "Come on! I like taking on five at once!"
"Damn! These bastards are really fierce! They actually came to ambush Brother Jun! They really don't know the meaning of death! All the thugs on Moonlight Street in Kwun Tong know that Brother Jun is the best fighter!"
A voice rang out from outside the battle circle. The three students who had been about to pester Huo Dongjun froze, turning to look. One of them, quick-witted, helped up the blood-covered Feng Zhirong: "Big Brother, it's Lin Zhihui and the others."
Feng Zhirong was still groggy. Hearing his subordinate's words, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go first, and deal with them when we have a chance."
Huo Dongjun didn't stop them, letting the group slink away. He only stopped Feng Zhirong's underling, who had been beaten in the restroom, and said with a grin, "If you take porn photos from my brothers again to masturbate and don't pay on time, you can forget about going to school. You'll be staying in the hospital permanently! And remember to wipe those photos clean after you're done! Lots of my clients complain that the photos smell like shrimp paste!"
The student lowered his head and agreed, but Huo Dongjun waved his hand and said, "Get lost."
Inside the Bentley, Chu Xiaoxin and Song Tianyao witnessed the entire scene.
Song Tianyao looked at Huo Dongjun, who was giving instructions to his subordinates, then turned to look at Chu Xiaoxin and said with a smile, "Big Brother, don't you think you're seeing yourself when you were young?"
"Crazy!" Chu Xiaoxin waved his hand, looking disdainfully at Huo Dongjun and the others outside the car window. "I don't know what's wrong with Hong Kong these days, the streets are full of delinquents. We should have Lui Lok and the others fly over from Canada to teach these good-for-nothing youngsters a lesson."
Song Tianyao glanced at Huo Dongjun, who was talking to his companion in the distance, and gently raised the corners of his mouth, smiling silently.
Chu Xiaoxin said to himself, "Doing charity in Hong Kong now is useless! This generation of young people is hopeless! If you want to do charity, you should wait until after 1997. You damn Britain don't know how to govern this city at all; they only make things worse!"
"No, that's not it." Song Tianyao looked at Huo Dongjun and his group and said with a sigh, "Maybe it's because I'm getting old, but I think it's not necessarily a bad thing for young people to be energetic. Big Brother, to be honest, do you remember when you were young you were even more adventurous than them?"
"Shut up! You've come back and already embarrassed yourself, Big Brother. I've made plans with Lei Danzi and the others; we're going to drink you under the table tonight!"
The indignant shouts of Chu Xiaoxin could still be heard in his ears, but Song Tianyao stared out of the car window as Huo Dongjun and his group walked away, arm in arm, joking and playing.
"I'm getting old, I'm actually starting to envy young people." Song Tianyao withdrew his gaze, looked at his face bearing the marks of time in the rearview mirror, grinned, and gently shook his head.
Looking back over the past thirty years, returning to Hong Kong still leaves me with a lingering sense of unease.
(The End)