Following Hong Weiguo's words, the entire Hongwu Villa was in an uproar.
The old butler had changed into a brand new outfit. He was wearing a starched white shirt, a black bow tie, a well-ironed black Chinese tunic suit, a well-ironed black trousers, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes. Coupled with his seemingly unbending body, he commanded all the manpower and resources that could be mobilized. "Listen up, all of you! Young Master Dali's health has improved greatly. Today, Old Master wants to celebrate! Whoever dares to embarrass me will have to pack up and leave! "
"The tulips over there have already withered. Replace them with a new pot! The curtains over there don't match the overall color. Replace them with a dark red one. It looks festive. Have you cleaned the dust on the wall lamp? Please take note of the blind spot at the back.
"Damn it, who wiped this table? Why is there oil stains on it? Get a clean rag and wipe it for me repeatedly. Do you hear me! "
As the butler of the entire Hongwu Villa, an elite nurtured by the biggest butler family in Heavenly State, he had sharp eyes. Anything that wasn't done well would definitely not escape his eyes.
At this time, Hong Weiguo and Lan Ruoxi stayed in the study on the third floor. This was the most important room in the villa. Other than countless books and information, there was also a huge blackboard. On it, there were all kinds of gibberish written on it.
If it was an outsider of the Hong Family, they would feel that it was a waste of time to look at this huge blackboard. This was because everything in the study was worth far more than this thing that shouldn't be here.
But only the real core members of the Hong Family knew that the value of this blackboard was probably not even one-tenth of the value of the entire villa. The reason was simple. All of Hong Weiguo's sudden inspiration to earn money would be recorded on this blackboard. He had started his business at the age of 22, and the ideas on this blackboard had earned him at least 15 billion yuan in assets, if not more.
It wasn't an overstatement to say that if any of the men on the blackboard were to be seen by someone who could decipher Hong Weiguo's true thoughts, coupled with a sufficient amount of funds, they would be able to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. Maybe they wouldn't have to worry about it in their next life.
This was the value of this blackboard.
But now, Hong Weiguo did not hesitate at all. He picked up the blackboard eraser and erased an area of one square meter in the middle of the blackboard. He carefully wrote a few words on it: "2014, April 22, Dali is healthy."
Such a short line of words had replaced at least two billion written records.
After writing those words, Hong Weiguo, who had never bent his back before, walked to the window of the study and squatted down. He squinted his eyes, hummed a tune, and smoked a cigarette.
Tears welled up in Lan Ruoxi's eyes.
Hong Weiguo squatting down leisurely and humming a tune while smoking was something that she, the wife who had accompanied him for so many years, had only seen twice. The first time was 26 years ago when the two of them were officially engaged. The second time was 19 years ago when he heard that she was pregnant.
Very quickly, he finished his cigarette. Hong Weiguo looked at Lan Ruoxi, smiled, and said, "Today is the happiest day I've had in all these years. Since Dali likes to play so much, and his body is much better, why don't I transfer another 50 million to his card and let him have some fun?"
Lan Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him and replied, "He must be so happy that he doesn't know what's going on? It's not that we can't bear to part with the money, but there's no need to give so much at once. 50 million isn't a small amount. It won't be a good thing if someone covets it. Just give him 5 million first. It should be enough for him to spend for a few days. We can give it to him after he finishes spending it. "
"OK, I'll listen to you." Hong Weiguo laughed loudly. "As long as his body can recover, even 5 billion is nothing to me!"
…
Hong Dali naturally didn't know about the commotion at home. At this moment, he was happily squandering.
The originally empty parking lot in front of Ye Lai Xiang was now comparable to a small luxury car show. There were all kinds of top-notch sports cars lined up in three rows. There were all kinds of colors, from sedans to SUVs to top-notch sports cars. It was enough to blind the eyes of passersby.
Anyone who had a slight interest in cars could easily see the value of these cars. It wasn't an overstatement to say that the total value of these cars added up was equivalent to at least two Ye Lai Xiang nightclubs, which was 16 million. If converted to RMB on Earth, it would be a whole 80 million.
What concept was 80 million? A Lamborghini that was worth 4 million was enough to buy 20 of them. If it was a Land Rover, it would be equivalent to more than 40. That was one for each of Hong Dali's classmates.
It was obvious how luxurious it was.
Inside Ye Lai Xiang.
As Hong Dali's right-hand man, Ling Yi naturally wouldn't be stingy with his compliments. "Brother Dali, this nightclub you bought is really not bad. Hehe, the location, the decoration, and the facilities are all very complete."
"From what I see, this place is full of purple and dazzling gold. This is the sign of a big fire!" Du Xinzhen pretended to be excited and shook his head.
Zhu Xiaoling, who had a ponytail, said enviously, "In the end, Young Master Dali is really powerful. It takes a lot of effort for me to get more than a hundred thousand from my family, but Young Master Dali casually spent more than 8 million to buy a nightclub. He's really amazing!"
Lang Hao, who didn't like Hong Dali's squandering, stood at the side and said disdainfully, "I don't want to learn how to squander like this. There isn't much customer flow here, and the location is just average. I don't think it'll work. "
Wen Dongling, who was standing beside him, pinched him harshly. "Young Master Dali usually can't be bothered with you. Can you stop talking!"
Lang Hao shrugged. "Alright, just take it that I'm jealous — but to be honest, the wine here is not bad." As he spoke, he waved at the waiter standing at the side. "What's the best wine here? Give me two bottles!"
Wen Dongling stomped her feet. "I can't be bothered with you. Embarrassing!"
It had to be said that through this class reunion, Hong Dali had gotten to know quite a few classmates. It was obviously impossible for him to remember all of their names in one night, but it wasn't a problem for him to remember a few who were close to him. For example, Ling Yi, who had always been happy to be his follower, Du Xinzhen, who had always called himself Young Master, Zhu Xiaoling, who had always idolized him, Lang Hao, who had always disliked Hong Dali's squandering, and his girlfriend, Wen Dongling, etc.
Cliques existed everywhere. Hong Dali could basically confirm that these people belonged to his clique.
Just as he was thinking up to this point, Ling Xiaoyi quietly walked over and whispered in Hong Dali's ear. "Young Master, there are two people who want to see you. A man and a woman. Do you want to see them? "
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