Rebirth of Bloody Romance

In the quaint private room of Zui Xiang Lou, the lights are dim and the air is filled with laughter, as if time has gone back to those unruly years.

Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei hosted a banquet for Zhang Haiyang, Li Wenbo, Yu Guodong, Yu Guoqing, Le Jizhong, and the "special guest" - Takehara Masaki. Oh no, now we should call him the "little devil" version of Du Weiguo, plus Zhang Jiandang, a gathering across time and space quietly took place.

"Haha, Du Weiguo, when you changed your clothes, I almost thought the 'Japanese invaders had invaded the village'! Should we form a 'Zui Xiang Lou Anti-Japanese Squad' to relive the old days? Otherwise, I'll feel like a traitor."

As soon as Zhang Haiyang opened his mouth, he had that familiar teasing tone, which made everyone laugh. Over the years, his sense of humor has not diminished at all, just like aged wine, the more you taste it, the better it tastes.

"Haiyang, you are bringing up something that is not relevant! We are civilized people now. We value harmonious coexistence. How can we continue to make trouble like we did in the past?" Zhong Yuemin responded with a smile.

"That's right, Yuemin is right. We are all adults now. We can't fight like children anymore. How about we get serious? Let them know why the flowers are so red."

Ha ha.....

"But, having said that, Du Weiguo is really nice. I haven't seen him for so many years, and his mustache has grown out. He looks more and more like a Japanese devil."

"That's right. We went through so many things together back then. Thinking about it now, it really makes me miss it!"

"You two grandsons are so mean. You are still so mean. However, time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, we are all old." Takehara Masaki sighed.

"Who says it isn't true? However, as long as our hearts are not old, we will never grow old," said Zhang Haiyang with a smile.

"Well said, Haiyang, we must always keep a young heart so that we can live a more wonderful life." Zhong Yuemin agreed.

"Okay, let's stop saying these sad words. It's a rare opportunity for us to get together today, so let's have a good drink to celebrate our reunion," Li Wenbo suggested.

"Okay, cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses and drank them all.

Zhang Haiyang looked at Takehara Masaki and continued to tease him. "I still feel uncomfortable drinking with you. I want to fight against the Japanese. What do you say?"

"Ocean, you just want a gift, right? You're still the same as before. Just say what you want to say."

Takehara Masaki, oh, Du Weiguo, responded with a helpless but smiling look, his eyes flashing with nostalgia for the past and cherishment of the present.

Hearing this, Zhang Haiyang laughed even louder and patted Takehara Masaki on the shoulder and said, "You kid, why should you have told me you had this good stuff earlier? You had to wait until I was drooling before taking it out. That's really not nice of you!" After saying that, he shook his head in pretended dissatisfaction, but his eyes were shining with the joy of reunion after a long separation.

Takehara Masaki smiled but said nothing, and turned the tables. "Haiyang, how about you really go to Japan for a stroll? I will personally take you to experience the real Japanese customs and culture, how about that? I guarantee it will open your eyes."

Zhong Yuemin was listening on the side, with a playful smile on his face. He interrupted at the right time, "Haiyang, if you really go, let Wu Yuan treat you to a 'human feast'. I guarantee that you will deeply experience what is the ultimate experience of 'food', 'sex' and sex."

Zhang Haiyang was bewildered when he heard this. He frowned and asked in confusion, "Yuemin, what is a human body feast? Why does it sound so creepy?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled mysteriously, turned to look at Le Jizhong, his eyes full of teasing. "Have you ever eaten monkey butt? Tell Zhang Haiyang about it so he can learn more about it."

Upon hearing this, Le Jizhong's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had found a perfect topic for conversation. He cleared his throat and deliberately lowered his voice to create a mysterious atmosphere. "Haiyang, this human body feast is not actually cannibalism, but a more extreme cooking method in Japan. It usually uses various ingredients to carve into human shapes, or uses the colors and textures of ingredients to simulate certain parts of the human body to achieve visual impact and artistic enjoyment. Of course, some people will take this opportunity to create some gimmicks to attract attention. However, we serious people should just listen and not really try those weird things."

After listening to this, Zhang Haiyang suddenly understood and laughed. "Yuemin, you are really mean. You almost scared me to death. But then again, this is really perverted!"

Takehara Masaki was amused by Zhang Haiyang's words. He pretended to be dissatisfied and gave Zhang Haiyang a look, and said angrily, "You really don't understand anything. You just know how to make trouble. You really don't understand romance." After saying that, he couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

Zhang Haiyang did not continue to dwell on this topic, but turned his attention to Zhong Yuemin and asked curiously, "Yuemin, have you ever eaten it? Why are you so familiar with it?" There was a hint of teasing in his tone, and he was obviously joking.

Zhong Yuemin quickly waved his hands and explained innocently, "How could I have eaten it? You can't smear my innocence out of thin air. I just heard people talk about it and have heard a little about it. Besides, even if it is true, I can't eat it. It must be so strong!" There was a bit of exaggeration in his words, which caused everyone to laugh.

Zhang Haiyang nodded in agreement. He said seriously, "That's true. Only Du Weiguo can eat something so strong. But then again, if someone were eating this 'human feast' and the 'human body' suddenly farted, oh my god, just thinking about that scene makes me so sad."

Takehara Masaki laughed and scolded, "Zhang Haiyang, are you still going to let me eat? There is no such situation as you said, okay? You are just a country bumpkin."

"Du Weiguo, damn it. Do you believe that I can organize an anti-Japanese team to beat you up?"

"Okay, okay, is it okay if I said something wrong?" Seeing that Zhang Haiyang was a little angry and embarrassed, Takehara Masaki quickly gave in.

"Look at your grandson's cowardly look. Can I really treat you as a 'devil' and beat you up? The past ten years of our lives have been gone in an instant, like a dream."

Zhang Haiyang patted Takehara Masaki on the shoulder. The tacit understanding and friendship between the brothers needed no words, as it was self-evident.

"Yes, fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. We old folks are beginning to lament that time is unforgiving. But then again, look at our brother Yuemin, he has been well maintained, as if he had eaten preservatives, he hasn't changed at all, he is still the 'ageless legend' in our hearts!" Takehara Masaki's words made the atmosphere even warmer and more humorous.

Zhang Haiyang agreed with a smile. His humor can always adjust the atmosphere at the right time: "Yes, yes, especially this guy Zhong Yuemin, he looks like he has taken a magic pill. We must ask him the secret of his beauty! But seriously, I haven't seen you for fifteen years. You have changed a lot. We are all old, but this guy Yuemin, time has been particularly kind to him. He still looks youthful and youthful. It makes people jealous!"

Li Wenbo, who is a relatively calm person, also showed a rare smile at this time. "Yes, Mr. Zhong, you are an immortal legend, isn't it time for you to pass on some of your experience to us 'mortals'?"

Yu Guodong also agreed. "Yes, yes, Mr. Zhong, we also want to be younger."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and waved his hand. "There is no secret. It's just a good attitude, more exercise, and having you guys around me. I feel full of energy every day."

Zhong Yuemin didn't want to say more about this matter. He raised the glass in his hand and signaled to everyone: "Come on, let's have another drink for this rare gathering and our unchanging brotherhood! No matter where we are, our hearts will always be together!"

Everyone responded, and the cups clinked together, making clear and pleasant sounds, just like the unchanging friendship in their hearts, echoing in this Zui Xiang Tower.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the food on the table was gradually finished, but the topic became more and more heated, just like the unfinished wine. From talking about the interesting things in the past, everyone's thoughts drifted to the more distant and broad future without realizing it.

"Mr. Zhong, I heard that you are going to make a big move soon?" Yu Guodong's voice was particularly clear in the slightly noisy room, and his eyes were shining with endless curiosity and sincere admiration for Zhong Yuemin.

This sentence was like an invisible force that instantly attracted everyone's attention to Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly and gently put down the wine glass in his hand. His action was calm and confident. "Yes, this is why I asked you to come."

Zhong Yuemin's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear it clearly, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation and curiosity in their hearts.

As Zhong Yuemin finished his words, the originally lively private room seemed to have been paused. Everyone put down their chopsticks and wine glasses at the same time, holding their breath, listening attentively to every word of Zhong Yuemin, for fear of missing any word.

“I think it’s time to take our dreams to a new level.”

Having said that, Zhong Yuemin paused and looked around at everyone present, his eyes full of trust and expectation.

“I know this road will not be smooth, but as long as we work together, nothing is impossible. I believe that everyone here is an indispensable part of this project, and your wisdom and strength will be our most valuable asset.”

Listening to Zhong Yuemin's words, everyone's face was filled with longing and expectation for the future. They seemed to have seen the future full of infinite possibilities, waving at them. At this moment, all the worries and concerns disappeared, leaving only the persistence and pursuit of dreams.

"Mr. Zhong, tell me, what do you want us to do?" Li Wenbo broke the silence first, his voice full of firmness and determination.

"Yes, we support you!" Takehara Masaki and Yu Guodong also echoed, with the same light flashing in their eyes.

Zhong Yuemin thought for a moment. "First, tell me the market value of the companies you are responsible for, converted into US dollars."

Li Wenbo reported first. "Mr. Zhong, our Jinhua's assets plus cash are about 3 million US dollars."

Yu Guodong estimated. "Mr. Zhong, I have about 200 million US dollars."

Takehara Masaki and Yue Jizhong compared the numbers. "Yuemin, we have about 4 to 5 million US dollars."

Zhang Jiandang hesitated for a long time but could not give an accurate number. Zhong Yuemin waved his hand to indicate that he knew.

Zhong Yuemin frowned, obviously not satisfied with the numbers.

Zhong Yuemin's fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound, as if he was thinking about some important decision. He glanced at the people present, his eyes revealing an unquestionable firmness.

“Everyone, I know our current market value is not high, but it is the foundation for our future expansion.”

Zhong Yuemin's words carried a hint of helplessness, but more of a determination for the future. "However, in order for us to bring in more models, we need to make this number look more attractive."

Zhong Yuemin turned to Li Wenbo, his tone more serious. "Wenbo, when you return to Hong Kong Island, go find Avril. Tell her that this is my idea, Zhong Yuemin, to ask her to inflate our assets tenfold. Remember, this is just a strategic adjustment for the loan, not false advertising."

Li Wenbo was surprised when he heard this, but he soon regained his composure. He knew that Zhong Yuemin's decisions were often based on far-reaching considerations, so he nodded without hesitation. "Okay, Mr. Zhong, I will contact Miss Avril as soon as possible and convey your intention."

Yu Guodong, Takehara Masaki and others looked at each other, obviously surprised by this way of operation.

"Yuemin, what are you planning? Our company's operations have been stable and our cash flow is sufficient. Why do we suddenly need a loan? We can't afford the risk!" Takehara Masaki's words were filled with urgency, as if he was afraid that this sudden decision would make all their hard work over the past few years go to waste.

Everyone around held their breath and waited. Even though their hearts were filled with turmoil, no one dared to break the silence easily.

Zhong Yuemin, the leader who usually smiles uninhibitedly, seems particularly deep at this moment. He gently shook his head, with a mysterious smile on his lips, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

"You don't need to ask anything," he said briefly and forcefully. "Just cooperate with Zhang Haiyang wholeheartedly, and the rest will be left to him to perform perfectly."

Zhang Haiyang, this name is like the brightest star in the night sky, suddenly endowed with infinite possibilities and expectations.

As Zhong Yuemin finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became subtle. An inexplicable tension and expectation intertwined, as if everyone was waiting for the arrival of some important moment.

And Zhong Yuemin, the leader who always stands at the forefront of the storm, every decision he makes touches everyone's heartstrings.

However, the mystery of the loan has not been solved. On the contrary, it is like a huge magnet, attracting everyone's attention and speculation. Why do we need a loan? Who do we lend to? What will the loan be used for? These questions are like a fog, shrouding everyone's mind, making people curious and uneasy.