Chapter 64

The coming-of-age banquet for Sir Edward Youde's beloved daughter was known throughout the upper echelons of Hong Kong society.

The richest man Li Chao, the new Hengji's Kwok Ping-luen, the Hang Seng's Li Ka-shing, and the shipping tycoon Pao Yue-kong all received invitations. Besides the Hong Kong elite, many British nobles came specially.

To the people of Hong Kong, an invitation from Sir Edward Youde was a symbol of status.

Wang Zhong held the invitation but lacked such awareness.

He was about to casually put on a coat and leave when he was forcibly pulled into the dressing room by Rulan.

The Governor's House looked particularly beautiful under the lights that evening, with the servants dressed in clean and uniform attire. Early arrivals were welcomed into the hall.

Champagne, wine, and fruit platters were thoughtfully arranged, and violinists hidden in the shadows played beautiful melodies.

Every guest entering the hall wore a genuine smile.

When Wang Zhong arrived, the hall was already filled with many notables and nobles. They gathered in small groups, each with their own circle.

However, Wang Zhong's arrival changed the atmosphere of the hall, and everyone cast admiring and envious glances.

It wasn't because of Wang Zhong's high status, but because of the two women he brought, who were exceptionally outstanding.

Rulan wore a milky white dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure. A deep blue Algerian gemstone adorned her fair and delicate neck, adding to her noble and elegant appearance. Her smooth, long hair was styled up with a crystal tiara, making her look like a princess from a fairy tale.

Mary wore a black, tight, backless dress that highlighted her perfect chest and revealed a hint of white skin. Combined with her mixed-race face and straight legs, she resembled a lioness on the African savannah, exuding a wild allure. The two women, one noble and elegant, the other wild and free, stood together, magnifying their charm several times over, causing many male guests to swallow their saliva unconsciously.

Wang Zhong was smiling, but it was forced. Rulan's fingers were circling his waist fiercely. She hadn't said anything about bringing Mary to the banquet, but she had been making many small gestures behind the scenes.

"A beautiful lady, I am William Brown. May I invite you to be my dance partner for the evening?"

A blond, blue-eyed British young man approached, inviting her with perfect gentlemanly manners.

"Of course!"

Mary glanced at Wang Zhong with a hint of defiance and accepted the invitation with a sweet smile.

"I didn't expect this girl to have such assets!"

Rulan glanced at Mary's impressive figure, then subconsciously looked at herself, feeling a bit jealous and envious.

Mary, sensing Rulan's gaze, deliberately pushed her chest out, making her already ample bosom even more prominent.

Of course, Rulan's wasn't AB either. If anyone dared to mock her, they would definitely get a face full of salt water.

She was CD!

As for whether it was C or D, that required some discernment!

The blond, blue-eyed William Brown was instantly captivated, his eyes showing a subtle change.

Wang Zhong touched his nose with a wry smile, noticing that Rulan and Mary's behavior had been a bit off throughout the journey.

However, since the situation was his doing, he had to pretend not to notice.

Sure enough, Rulan pinched his waist fiercely again!

Sir Edward Youde, the host of the banquet and the highest-ranking person present, greeted Wang Zhong warmly.

"Sir Edward, hello, I am Wang Zhong. This is my companion, Rulan. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Mr. Wang, Miss Rulan, it's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for attending my daughter's birthday party!"

Sir Edward said calmly, his demeanor warm but with a distant air of nobility.

Fortunately, the awkwardness didn't last long, as Wang Zhong spotted an unexpected acquaintance at the banquet.

"Uncle Huang, it's been a while! Are you here with Mr. Li?"

Seeing Wang Zhong and Rulan again, Uncle Huang was also very pleased.

"Mr. Wang and Miss Rulan, it's been a while. Miss Rulan, you look more beautiful than ever!"

"Uncle Huang, it's been about half a year since we last met in Australia. How have you been?"

Rulan was also delighted to see Uncle Huang. Although they hadn't spent much time together, she always regarded him as an elder.

"Good, good. Mr. Li has been kind to me and let me retire early. I spend most of my time at the Australian ranch, and I've become neighbors with old John! Miss Catherine was talking about you just the other day!"

Uncle Huang said with a happy expression, looking younger due to the pleasant environment and good mood.

"I'll definitely visit Miss Catherine. I miss her too!"

Thinking of the kind and gentle Miss Catherine, Rulan's expression became emotional.

"Mr. Wang, your story has been written into a book by William, which is very popular in Australia. You are personally referred to as the Chinese Superman by the Australians, and the Ross Ranch has become a gathering place for the Australian Supernatural Association. But don't worry, William is very discreet, and the ranch hasn't been affected. Old Ross has returned to the ranch and now works as a volunteer there every day. He wants to see the Ross Ranch set out on its journey and achieve glory again!"

Uncle Huang chattered on.

Wang Zhong didn't feel any impatience; instead, he felt a faint sense of happiness.

"William, that guy!"

"George, the strong black young man, has joined the army. Before he left, he told me that when he returns, he will be as strong as you!"

One by one, familiar and unfamiliar faces flashed through Wang Zhong's mind. His casual purchase of a ranch in Australia not only brought him high returns but also introduced him to a group of friends.

"I think we should visit Australia when we have time!"

Wang Zhong said to Rulan with a smile.

"Yes, I miss Mrs. Catherine too!"

Rulan's eyes became misty, and she nodded with a smile.

"That's great! Old John, William, and the others will be very happy!"

Uncle Huang said happily.

"Mr. Li, hello!"

Seeing Li Chao approach, Wang Zhong greeted him proactively.

"Young man, come visit me when you have time. Don't just stay at home all the time!"

Seeing Wang Zhong and Uncle Huang chatting happily, Li Chao was touched. Such respectful young people were rare. He invited them warmly.

"Mr. Li, I will take you up on that!"

Wang Zhong said playfully. Li Chao had been knighted by the British royal family as a Justice of the Peace. In a banquet hosted by the British Governor, this title was undoubtedly the most appropriate.

"You young man!"

Li Chao was amused by Wang Zhong's manner and tone and laughed.

"The 'Shaolin Temple' is about to gross 100 million, which is a miracle for Hong Kong cinema. Jacky Chan has made over 100 million with you. He has told me multiple times that he wants to meet you. When you have time, bring your companion to my house. My wife Yue Ming has been nagging me about it for a while!"

Li Chao invited him with a smile.

"An elder's invitation, I dare not refuse!"

Wang Zhong didn't decline and agreed with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, I really admire you! Tomorrow, the hiring agreement from TVB will be sent to your residence!"

Sir Run Run Shaw, supported by Mrs. Fang, came over, greeted Li Chao, and said admiringly.

'The 'Shaolin Temple' grossing over 100 million created the highest box office record for Hong Kong cinema in 1982 and was the top box office hit in Hong Kong. This was a huge encouragement for Sir Run Run Shaw and TVB, and it also made the Hong Kong film industry recognize the potential of the mainland market for the first time.

"Sir Shaw, you are too kind! I grew up listening to your stories!"

Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, I hope we have a pleasant cooperation!"

Mrs. Fang extended her hand proactively.

"Of course!"

Wang Zhong extended his right hand with a smile. Mrs. Fang's gesture was also a form of apology.

"Mr. Wang, come visit me when you have time and help the old man check the feng shui! As my chief feng shui advisor, you can't just take the money and not do the work!"

Sir Run Run Shaw joked. This was also a way to build a closer relationship.

"Of course, of course!"

Wang Zhong nodded with a smile.

The other tycoons also greeted Wang Zhong warmly, as Hong Kong was a small place, and they would always meet eventually.

Moreover, feng shui culture was deeply rooted in Hong Kong. Whether it was opening a business, getting married, demolishing a building, or moving into a new home, a feng shui master was always consulted. Wang Zhong, as a renowned master, was very popular!

Here, there is a distinction between a "master" and a "renowned master."

They may seem similar, but there is a fundamental difference. A "renowned master" implies fame, while a "master" implies true expertise.

Of course, a "renowned master" could also be a "master"!

Many people think that feng shui is an easy way to make money, with a little packaging and appearance fees ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

Rich officials are often gullible and easily deceived!

However, this is not the case. Which rich person is not a top talent? To put it bluntly, they are all geniuses!

What kind of people haven't they seen? What kind of situations haven't they experienced?

Ordinary tricks are hard to work!

It is extremely difficult to deceive such people!

Therefore, so-called "renowned masters" are hard to impress them. This is another issue: there are many "renowned masters" in the world, but "masters" are few and far between.

So, it's not hard to understand why everyone proactively tried to get close to Wang Zhong!

After all, he was different from ordinary masters. As the second-largest shareholder of HSBC, he was not short of money, and he had more money than some of the people present!

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to Miss Selina's birthday party amidst your busy schedules. Now, please welcome Miss Selina to the stage!"

Just as everyone was chatting, the emcee invited Miss Selina to the stage, signaling the official start of the banquet.

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