Super Zoo

The organizer of this charity dinner is the oldest and most influential charity in Hong Kong: Tung Wah Group of Hospitals. Including Su Ming, many people often call it "Tung Wah Group of Hospitals"...

The Tung Wah Group of Hospitals originated in the 1870s and has been committed to providing diversified services to the general public, including medical services, educational services and community services. The so-called three hospitals originally referred to the Tung Wah Hospital, the Tung Wah Hospital, and the Tung Wah Eastern Branch. From the earliest small Chinese medicine clinic, there are now more than 200 clinics and medical units of all sizes throughout Hong Kong.

In terms of social status and influence, the reputation of the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals is even higher than that of the Jockey Club, because although it is also a charity, the Jockey Club is ultimately a gambling profit-making organization, while the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals is a medical institution that saves lives and heals the wounded. The Jockey Club takes money from the pockets of the majority of Hong Kong citizens, while the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals actually provides services, and even provides many free services. The two are incomparable.

"Both of them started out as barefoot doctors and old military doctors, why is there such a big gap!" Su Ming tilted his neck and muttered.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Don't move, don't move, your tie is crooked again, you can't even tie a tie properly at such a grown-up level..."

Su Ming was wearing a straight dark suit, while Nangong was wearing an elegant light blue evening gown with a brooch inlaid with sapphires on her chest, and she came to help him adjust his tie. Of course, you can't just wear jeans and a pullover to an occasion like a charity dinner, so after leaving the hotel, they ran to Queen's Road to shop.

After having 40 million, Su Ming basically didn't care about buying clothes, such as "small money". When he bought them, he didn't even look at the price. One set of Armani and one set of Gucci, plus a few simple but not simple small accessories from Nangong, when he checked out later, he found that it was close to seven figures.

Then, in the shop assistant's eyes, the two of them, wearing clothes worth millions, walked hand in hand to the street, took a broken taxi and drove away.

The taxi driver kept looking at the couple in the rearview mirror all the way, which made Su Ming a little impatient. He asked with his eyes wide open: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen mainland tourists?"

The driver had a good temper. He smiled and said in non-standard Mandarin: "Wearing such expensive brand names and taking my broken taxi, be careful of being discovered."

"Be discovered, what?" Su Ming was stunned, and then he understood what the other party meant. He thought that he and Nangong were wearing knockoffs. Come to think of it, how could people who have the money to buy brand names worth millions go out and take a taxi?

Whether it is the mainland or Hong Kong, or even the Western world abroad, all taxi drivers seem to love to talk nonsense. Su Ming shrugged and said helplessly: "No way, my helicopter hasn't arrived yet, otherwise I would have taken a plane."

"Take a plane, pick it up, it's better to take a Gundam." The taxi driver twitched his mouth twice, wondering when mainland tourists became boastful.

The taxi drove through the traffic all the way. Most of the streets in Hong Kong are very narrow, especially in the downtown area. There are very few parallel four-lane roads. Most of them are single lanes, and even two-lane and three-lane roads are rare. When driving, every driver is required to strictly abide by traffic rules. One car follows another. The situation of overtaking in the gaps in China is rarely seen. Everyone goes their own way and stops in an orderly manner. Therefore, even if the road is very narrow, the taxi drove very fast all the way and soon arrived at the Hong Kong Peninsula Hotel where the dinner was held.

The Peninsula Hotel opened in 1928. It is the oldest hotel in Hong Kong and one of the most luxurious and famous hotels in Hong Kong and even in the world. It has the title of "the lady of the Far East". In the golden age of Hong Kong's entertainment industry in the 1980s and 1990s, it was once a gathering place for famous movie stars and artists. Many well-known artists even reserved rooms here for a long time, so it was also called the Artist Tea House.

From the outside, the Peninsula Hotel looks like a concave castle from a distance, with a towering main building in the middle and two auxiliary buildings extending from both sides, like two walls used to block the enemy. In fact, in the history of nearly a hundred years, this hotel has indeed been used as a military headquarters and a fortress of war many times.

The taxi driver turned the steering wheel skillfully, and the taxi turned a corner and drove along the roundabout towards the hotel gate. Sandwiched between a row of luxury cars heading to the hotel gate, this broken taxi looked particularly shabby.

"Wow, good luck, I can see a big star again!" The taxi driver suddenly pointed to a Lincoln No. 1 with the last number 9 in front and said.

"Which star?" Su Ming also stretched his neck to look forward curiously, but the rear window of the Lincoln One had a dark film, so he couldn't see who was sitting in the car at all.

"The tenth brother of the Xiang family is Long Wu from God of Gamblers, did you know?!" The taxi driver was obviously a little excited.

Su Ming and Nangong looked at each other, thinking that it was some big star, but it turned out to be Long Wu, who he had just seen two days ago, nothing special. So he responded absentmindedly: "Oh, I thought it was God of Gamblers."

The driver saw that they were a little disappointed, turned around and said excitedly: "Wow, what is God of Gamblers? You mainlanders don't know the situation. With a word from the tenth brother, God of Gamblers, Saint of Gamblers and Gambler will all become good babies. This is the real Hong Kong boss, a big star without a little golden man!" As he said, he rolled up his sleeves and showed Su Ming the tattoo on his arm, "When I was in the underworld more than ten years ago, he was my idol..."

"Wow, master, please pay attention while driving. Look at the road ahead. If you get rear-ended, be careful and they will send their young men to chop you down. Isn't it Long Wu? I know. Xinji's original words are related to others. We were talking to each other the night before yesterday. Let's bet on horses together," Su Ming said quickly.

"Betting on horse racing with you?" The driver rolled his eyes, his face darkened, showing a ruthless expression of a former gangster, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, I don't care if you flatter me, but Don’t insult my idol!”

"I actually bet on horses with him, and he even lost a horse to me!" Su Ming yelled, how could this be an insult? I, a member of the Party, bet on horse racing with him, a former club boss, and I didn’t feel insulted. How could it be an insult to him? These people in Xiangjiang don’t have a sense of right and wrong?

Hearing what Su Ming said, the driver's expression became even more disdainful, and he even laughed in an exaggerated manner: "Lost by a horse? Wow, handsome boy, do you think horse betting means using horses as bets? Is it a horse that wins?" He said. Understand, it turns out that this young mainland tourist doesn’t understand anything at all, he just pretends to understand and is just bragging all the way.

"I can't tell you. How about I ask him to sign an autograph for you to offset the fare?"

The driver didn't even bother to look back this time, and waved his hand in a perfunctory manner: "Okay, okay, I believe you, you have a helicopter, you bet on horses with Brother Ten, and you played ball with *** , you still play games with aliens, okay?”

Su Ming wanted to say something else, but Nangong tugged at him and whispered, "You are so bored, why are you arguing with him?"

"Yes, idleness is idleness, why are you talking nonsense?" Su Ming said with a smile.

As he spoke, he arrived at the hotel entrance. Lincoln stopped in front of him, and the taxi also stopped. A waiter ran over, with a very enthusiastic but not humble expression on his face, opened the door of the Lincoln One, and then stepped out with feet wearing shiny leather shoes.

"It's out, it's out! I'm finally going to see my idol!" The taxi driver was so excited that he forgot to click his watch, and the numbers on it were still jumping up by a few cents. Nangong handed over a large-denomination bill, and the driver simply waved his hand without looking back: "I don't have time to change, so I won't charge you any more. Get off the car, don't delay me watching idols!"

In the front, Long Wuyi stepped out of the car in a dark suit, with a middle-aged woman dressed in jewelry on his arm. The driver was stunned. The clothes Long Wu was wearing today matched those of Su Ming.

"Wow, my idol is 10,000 times more beautiful in the same clothes than you!"

While the driver was talking, Su Ming and Nangong had already got out of the car, holding Nangong's arms and walking towards Long Wu, calling "Tenth Brother" from behind.

Long Wu in front was about to walk into the hotel when he heard someone shouting. When he looked back, he was slightly startled for a moment, then showed a smile and took the initiative to stop and stand at the door of the hotel waiting for Su Ming.

"Wow? Do we really know each other?" The driver was stunned, a little confused, and reluctant to leave for a moment, so that he didn't hear the car behind him honking its horn to urge him.

The two parties stood at the door of the hotel and exchanged a few words. Su Ming took out a small piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Long Wu. He muttered a few words, and Long Wu showed a strange expression right after. , wrote something on the piece of paper.

Su Ming strode back to the taxi and knocked on the driver's side window.

The taxi driver quickly rolled down the window, excitedly grabbed Su Ming's hand, and said in disbelief: "Wow, handsome boy, you are really friends with my idol! Just think of what I just said as farts. Don’t take it personally!”

"Everyone is joking. What's the point? Drive away quickly and don't block the traffic." Su Ming casually handed the small piece of paper to the driver: "Oh, I almost forgot. Your idol's signature will be used as the fare. , I won’t take advantage of you.”

After saying that, he hurriedly ran back to the hotel door.

The driver took the piece of paper and looked at it. It turned out to be an Armani invoice. The long series of numbers on it made his eyelids twitch. At the bottom of the invoice, there was a line with some scrawled words, but it was still legible. When it came out, it was written, "Love the motherland, abide by the laws and regulations. Brother Ten."

"Brother Ten, I will definitely remember it!" The taxi driver nodded heavily to the invoice, quickly pulled down his sleeves to cover the tattoo on his arm, and then carefully stuffed the Armani invoice into his wallet.

Outside the hotel, Long Wu looked helplessly at Su Ming who ran back.

Although he has not been the eldest brother for many years, as a top community leader who once made a big difference, he feels a little embarrassed when he writes something like "obeying the rules and abiding by the law".

"Brother Ten, I think you really have the potential to become a party member. If you want to join the party, I will find someone to help you write an application when I get back!" Su Ming ran back and said something nonchalant before formally asking the person next to Long Wu. The woman nodded and smiled: "Hello, Mrs. Xiang!"