Rebirth: Outstanding

After hearing Lei Yingdong’s question, He Xian laughed and looked at Lei Yingdong: "Distract me? Just now Xunzheng told me that the Taiwanese who pretended to be a poor man in Qingzhou this morning and were going to attack me have been found out and pryed. I opened my mouth and asked about the two gunmen who were hiding among the people who went to my house to celebrate my wife’s birthday. They were planning to do something to me. Now both gunmen have also been dealt with. After all, there is no accident. Everyone is very happy. If I really had that. The big name, no one would dare to trouble me. To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than a fake name. You will care about a small businessman like me. Drink two glasses and don't let this kind of trifle upset your enthusiasm."

Song Tianyao let out a sigh of relief. In the whole of Macau, apart from He Xian, who would dare to treat the killing of Taiwan spies and gunmen as a trivial matter?

This is far more serious than trying to kill a British scumbag in Hong Kong before, right?

But in He Xian’s mouth, there is really a breeze. It seems that the person who has been dealt with in his mouth is just two ants. Even if they are known by Taiwan, Taiwan will have no alternative.

Whether it’s Hong Kong or Macau, Song Tianyao, a patriotic Chinese businessman, has heard and seen a lot, but he can be at the top of the blacklist for Taiwan’s Kuomintang to assassinate in Macau. The Taiwanese consulate in Macau and intelligence agencies rushed to return to Taiwan, but the Kuomintang wanted to get rid of the fast but helpless patriotic businessman. Song Tianyao only saw the self-proclaimed small businessman He Xian in front of him.

Those older generations of business figures in Hong Kong, Chu Yaozong, Zhou Xiyu, and Cai Wenbai are all dying. Although they have a deep belly, they have more than enough ambitions and ambitions. They are like tigers who have returned to the mountain after their meals, guarding their own territory. Sleepy. The Macau He Xian in front of him is in his prime of life, with ambition and mind at the pinnacle. He has both forbearance city government and thunder means to deal with people. From the past ten years of turbulent times in Macau, he has wrestled a real hero.

Song Tianyao knew that this sentence was vulgar, but he couldn't help but want to say that He Xian's calm and gentle remarks were really domineering.

No wonder He Jianeng still inherited the king of Macau after the return of Macau.

"Brother Jingxian, thank you for your help last time." Song Tianyao picked up the glass full of wine in front of him, spoke to Hexian, and drank it with his head up.

He Xian accompanied Song Tianyao for half a cup, and smiled at Song Tianyao: "This kind of thing is just a small thing, let alone that British ghost, who has done all the bad things, should be dealt with. You do good deeds, and I will stand by to help you. ."

Several people were sitting at the wine table drinking and chatting. Huang Liu seemed to have said a few words outside. The bodyguard at the door walked in helplessly holding the gifts from Lei Yingdong and Song Tianyao, and said to Huang Ziya:

"Sixth brother said, Mr. He must be very happy to see the gift."

"Take it out, tell him to be funny, and send him to Qingzhou to help the residents take the water pipe." Huang Ziya frowned and said.

He Xian laughed: "Xunzheng, forget it, Ah Liu has a sense of measure. You play a black face all day and talk about making people happy. It's not as good as Ah Liu. The children in my family all like Ah Liu and don’t like you, Guan Taihe. Ah Yao is not an outsider, open it and see, what gift can make Ah Liu say that I will be happy to see it."

What Lei Yingdong brought was a briefcase, while Song Tianyao’s was a wooden box. The bodyguard opened the briefcase. Inside was a large scroll. After opening it was a pair of "Autumn Tree Goshawk" by Gao Lun, the master of the Lingnan School of Painting. The Goshawk is fierce and lifelike.

"Ah~ Mr. Jianfu's goshawk." He Xian stood up in surprise, took one end of the scroll from the bodyguard, and looked at it carefully: "Mr. Jianfu passed away in Macau Jinghu Hospital last year. Before he passed away, I He often drank tea and chatted with him, and he always promised to draw a goshawk for me when I got better, but unfortunately it turned out to be a pity. Where did Guantai get this painting?"

"I've heard about this regret of Brother Xian for a long time, and I happened to see this painting in a pawnshop in Hong Kong, so I brought it here and reluctantly helped Brother Xian make up for this regret." Lei Yingdong said to He Xian.

He Xian's gaze shifted from the painting to Lei Yingdong's face: "Guantai, you are interested."

After speaking, he looked at Song Tianyao: "No wonder Ah Liu said I would be happy, Ah Yao's gift..."

While talking, He Xian personally opened the wooden box that Song Tianyao had brought. Inside was a set of seven lifelike pottery statues of Qing people of the same height. He Xian picked up a portrait and looked at the inscription on the base, then looked back. Both Xiang Lei Yingdong and Song Tianyao’s eyes have changed a little. They were happy before, but now they are already surprised: "How much thought did you two have to get this kind of gift? A painting for me, Gao Jianfu , The other is the seated statue of the Qing dynasty made by the king of the mountain, Liu Huisheng? Everyone, to make up for the shortcomings of my collection? Isn’t it begging me for something? But begging me for something, looking at these two things, I It should be."

In fact, the gifts Song Tianyao and Lei Yingdong gave were not worth much. The painting by Gao Jianfu was 30,000 Hong Kong dollars, and Song Tianyao’s Qing statue was 40,000 Hong Kong dollars. But the price is not high, but you need to think about it slowly. Lei Yingdong did it before the Spring Festival. Lei Yingdong had dealt with He Xian. He knew that He Xian liked to collect antique paintings. Although he had a good relationship with the father of Gao Jian in his later years, he did not have a high profile. Goshawk works during the peak of Jianfu.

As for the seated statues of Qing people, He Xian has a set of seven seated statues of Chen Weiyan, a famous pottery sculpture artist in the late Qing Dynasty. Chen Weiyan and Liu Huisheng are both pottery masters from Shiwan, Guangdong in the late Qing Dynasty. Liu Huisheng is good at shaping characters, and Chen Weiyan is good at shaping utensils. Liu Huisheng became famous earlier than Chen Weiyan. When people talked about Guangdong pottery and sculpture, they always ranked Liu Huisheng's figures before Chen Weiyan's utensils. Later, Chen Weiyan burned such a group of figures to prove that he was not only good at utensils, but also not inferior to Liu Hui. Win.

This group of portraits is no less than a challenge book, so Liu Huisheng challenged him, and also burned a set of exactly the same portraits. After comparison, people found that Chen Weiyan's portrait was no less inferior than Liu Huisheng.

He Xian had this group of characters that Chen Weiyan burned back in his hands, and he always wanted to collect the same characters as Liu Huisheng. Unexpectedly, Song Tianyao helped him fulfill his wish in the end.

No wonder Huang Liu insisted that he would be happy.

"Gifts were collected by Brother Duanzi. I just paid for it. I didn't ask for anything, just to express my gratitude." Song Tianyao saw that He Xian was really happy, holding the paintings and portraits and couldn't help looking at them.

"Xunzheng, help me put it away, arrange for someone to send it to my office at Dafeng Bank first, and enjoy it slowly when I have time." He Xian took a while to play, and carefully put it away and handed it to Huang Ziya.

After sitting back at the wine table and drinking a few glasses of wine, a few people left the table. He Xian has too many positions, and there are no less than ten positions. In the afternoon, in addition to the chairman of the Macau Chamber of Commerce, he is also congratulated by the chairman of the Macau Banking Union. Xian, I'm going to the Macau Bank Union to handle some things.

Since Lei Yingdong and Song Tianyao really didn't have anything to ask him, they just expressed their gratitude, He Xian stopped being polite and arranged for He Hongsheng and Huang Liu and others to entertain the two in Macau, and then go to He's house to listen to the music together in the evening.

Coming out of the Cao’s house, He Xian, accompanied by Huang Ziya, was about to walk towards the opened car door. A half-person figure suddenly appeared on the high wall of a house ten meters away, and he was holding a pistol in his right hand. Hyun calling!

"Protect Mr. He!" Huang Ziya drew the pistol from her waist very quickly as she spoke, and stood in front of He Xian and pulled the trigger at the gunman.

"Bang! Bang!" With two gunshots, the gunner had been shot in the head, his body was shaken, and he fell from the wall.

Before Huang Ziya turned around and protected He Xian in the car, and the other bodyguards all drew their guns at the dead gunman, Huang Liu, who followed Song Tianyao and walked out of the door, suddenly kicked Song Tianyao on the back and kicked Song Tianyao. He Xian, who was in front of Song Tianyao, kicked toward the open door. Huang Liu drew his pistol and fired in the direction facing Huang Ziya's back. He shouted, "Be careful! There are people behind! The one who died in front of you." It's a cover!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The two figures on the wall behind Huang Ziya had raised their guns to aim at He Xian when Huang Ziya shot the person who was deliberately arranged to attract firepower. As a result, Huang Liu kicked Song Tianyao and Song Tianyao rammed He Xian forward and replaced him. He Xian’s position just now!

He Xian's upper body had been hit and rushed into the back seat of the car, while Song Tianyao staggered forward. As soon as he took a step, his upper body suddenly shook, and a stream of blood appeared on his right shoulder! Before Song Tianyao felt the pain of being shot in the shoulder, Huang Liu kicked him in the direction of the car door. At the same time, he stood at the spot where Song Tianyao had just been hit without fear, and repeatedly slammed back at the two gunmen!

When Lei Yingdong, He Hongsheng, Jiuwenlong and others who were walking behind reacted, one of He Xian’s bodyguards had directly stuffed He Xian and Song Tianyao, who was pressing on He Xian, into the back seat of the car. Huang Ziya was not in love with each other and stayed behind. Xia Huangliu and a few bodyguards continued to fire, but he got into the car with a gun, closed the door, and the car drove away!

Jiuwenlong looked around, grabbed the latch of the huge wooden door and rushed to Huang Liu's side: "Which one shot Mr. Song, I smashed his head!"

In the fast-moving car, He Xian said calmly to the bodyguard who was driving: "Go to Jinghu Hospital to help Ah Yao get wounded, and ask the hospital to find a reliable person to help Ah Yao take out the bullet."

The pain in the shoulder where he was shot made Song Tianyao leaning on the back seat with a cold sweat, his eyes turned black and his heart was beating violently. He couldn't hear what He Xian said. There was only one thought in his mind:

Po You Amu, I offended so many people in Hong Kong and didn't even hurt any Mao. After less than half a day in Macau, he was shot first? Your business is at a critical juncture, will it not die?

Macau really came to the wrong place.