The second volume is full of glory and splendor in the capital, and the spirit is full of vitality in the foggy city. Chapter 187 Huang Zongyi (Part 2)
This chapter's subtitle: Very white, very white, very white little white face
"Mr. Yuan, look this way!"
"Hmm..." Huang Zongyi realized that these guys who looked like reporters had made a mistake. He was about to explain: "I'm not..."
“Bang!”
With a crisp sound, the spotlight flashed before his eyes. Unlike his uncle, who was more experienced, Master Huang was caught off guard and his eyes were almost blinded by the flash.
"Mr. Yuan, may I ask..."
"Mr. Yuan, may I ask..."
"Mr. Yuan, may I ask..."
The reporters also gathered around and shouted at Huang Zongyi, who was a little dizzy.
"You've got it wrong!" The taxi driver was quick to react. "Look carefully, this isn't Mr. Yuan!"
"ah……"
The reporters scrutinized Huang Zongyi, all expressing disappointment. Without even an apology, they turned away in a huff. One of the photographers even muttered to himself that he had wasted a spotlight.
In fact, what Young Master Huang is seeing now is just a small scene. These people are just third-rate tabloid reporters who stay here to try their luck.
Tom walked into the lobby of the luxury apartment, carrying a suitcase in one hand and supporting Huang Zongyi, who had not fully recovered his vision, with the other.
"You are..."
"Sir, this is Mr. Yuan's relative."
"Mr. Yuan's relative." The concierge looked at Young Master Huang suspiciously and said, "Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call..."
"Master Yi, why didn't you call before you came?"
Upon hearing that Young Master Huang Zongyi was coming to visit, the spinster girl from Nanyang immediately came downstairs to greet him.
"You are... Sister Lian, right?"
He glanced behind Sister Lian and didn't see his uncle, which made him feel unhappy.
In fact, he was very dissatisfied with this trip, as he was having a hot affair with a British girl. If it weren't for the telegram from his father, he would not have wanted to come to New York.
Moreover, as a young man of extraordinary background, he felt a little jealous and disdainful of Master Yuan deep in his heart.
This guy is just a good writer and talker... Well, judging by the photo, he does look like him. In the end, he's just the eldest son of a wealthy local family. He didn't even go to a prestigious university like Harvard or Yale, but only to NYU.
Moreover, Huang Zongyi was not very good at literature and did not quite understand the pioneering and unique nature of Yuan Yanshu's works.
Of course, it is still possible for a yellow person to win the respect of white people simply by virtue of his talent.
But, but, but, it's just respect.
In Huang Zongyi's view, he must have gotten to know the powerful figures in Washington by flattery or even more despicable means, while his father in Southeast Asia was dazzled by the article published by the US Attorney General and really thought that the swindler could help their Huang family.
It's possible that the pretty boy could win his aunt's unwavering love, but if Yuan Yanshu could help the Huang family fight against the Dutch...
The arrogant Young Master Huang simply didn't believe it.
Huang Zongyi finally felt the influence of Master Yuan in New York, but he still felt a little dissatisfied. If he hadn't talked to Tom and met those reporters, his dissatisfaction would have been even greater.
Although he is Master Yuan's nephew and is considered a junior, he is a member of the Huang family.
Not to mention Southeast Asia, even if the Seres in Europe and America knew that he was Huang Zhonghan's son, they would at least not dare to neglect the etiquette. The foreigners who knew the background of their Huang family were also polite to him.
After all, can money really make anything happen, especially hundreds of millions of dollars?
His uncle didn't even come downstairs to greet him, which made him feel that he was being treated poorly.
Sister Lian replied very politely, "I'm so grateful that Master Yi remembered me. You're here to see my uncle, right? He's not home right now."
"Then where is he now?" Young Master Huang asked naturally.
"Master..." Sister Lian glanced at the doorman and driver beside her, then changed the subject and said, "Master Yi, please come upstairs with me first."
Huang Zongyi understood and nodded, "Okay."
He turned around and took the suitcase from the taxi driver, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Tom. Don't worry, I will help you get Mr. Yuan's signature..."
Master Huang followed Sister Lian upstairs, washed up, and ate a quick lunch. Almost an hour later, Driver Kang arrived.
"Master Huang, the Second Master asked me to pick you up."
"Thank you. By the way... I remember Mr. Yuan is the eldest. Why do you call him Second Master?"
In fact, ever since the day Yuan Yanshu revealed his identity to Hongqi Laowu, his identity in the Hongmen was no longer a secret, and Nintendo Erye himself did not hide it at all.
Therefore, Condor explained without hesitation: "Master Huang, Mr. Yuan is the Second Master of our Hongmen, so a Hong family brother like me should naturally call him Second Master."
"I see……"
Although Huang Zongyi did not join the Hongmen, there were numerous Hongmen members among the Chinese in Southeast Asia, and he knew quite a few of them. However, he had never expected that his uncle, an overseas student and writer, was actually a senior member of the Hongmen.
This naturally made him even more curious.
In fact, Ms. Brooks's mansion is not far from here, but Xiaokang deliberately took several detours before reaching the destination. This was to prevent any reporters from following them and finding our Master Yuan.
Today's Fifth Avenue is not as expensive as it is in later generations, but the prices are definitely not cheap.
The Cromwell family, to which Ms. Brooks came, was one of the richest families in Europe, and her ex-husband, Mr. Brooks, was a major real estate developer in America at the time, which is why they could own a house in such a location.
This mansion was naturally magnificent, displaying the grandeur of . Even a wealthy disciple like Huang Zongyi gave it a thumbs-up.
Driver Kang drove into the front garden with familiarity, parked the car, and led Xiaokang in. The servants inside were not surprised to see the two Seres. Instead, they greeted Xiaokang warmly.
The driver inquired about his master's whereabouts and then led the way while diligently introducing, "Master Huang, this is the residence of a good friend of the Second Master."
"Oh." Huang Zongyi thought that this good friend must be either rich or noble, so he asked casually, "Who is the owner of this place..."
"Master?" Condor glanced at Wei Mingzhu's nephew and mumbled, "Young Master Huang, the owner here is a lady..."
Young Master Huang was quick-witted. As soon as he saw his expression and heard his voice, he knew that this lady must be his uncle's "good friend".
He frowned secretly, thinking that his uncle was too rude. Knowing that he was Wei Mingzhu's nephew, he brought him to his mistress's residence. This was really...
Wait a moment!
He remembered that he had heard that his aunt would not marry anyone else but him. Not only did he propose marriage, but she even publicly allowed this second master of the Hongmen to have a mistress.
He had heard an anecdote a few days ago. After the marriage was announced, one of his aunt's former suitors was very unhappy, so he went to find Wei Mingzhu to make her unhappy and deliberately asked about it in front of everyone.
And the recognized "Pearl of the South Seas" actually answered in front of everyone that there was only one man like her fiancé in the world!
She also said that she was satisfied just to have him in name.
She also said that you naturally don’t understand if you haven’t met him, but you will understand once you meet him!
Upon hearing this, everyone present was speechless and could only look at each other in bewilderment. As for the former suitor... well, he must have been very, very unhappy and walked away on the spot.
Young Master Huang certainly knew his aunt and knew that she was not a woman who would be infatuated with women. It seemed that his uncle-in-law must be a... very, very, very fair gigolo!
"Master Huang, we're here!"
They walked up the stairs to the second floor, passed through a tall and bright hall, and came to a balcony.
Several young men and women in gorgeous clothes and with extraordinary temperament were sitting on the balcony , chatting enthusiastically.
Xiaokang pointed and said, "That's Master Yuan Er!"
In fact, without his instruction, Huang Zongyi had already noticed the very white, very white, pretty boy sitting in the main seat...
It was mid-spring afternoon, and the warm spring sunshine shone evenly on everyone. But in his eyes, all the light was focused on an Oriental man with the same skin color as his.
Under the reflection of the light, this man from the direction of sunrise is as dazzling as the sun god!
The young man with the handsome appearance of the sun god Apollo, however, adopted the lazy posture of the god of wine Dionysus.
He was half-leaning, half-sitting, with no image at all, even resting his slippered feet on the coffee table. He wasn't even wearing formal attire like the others next to him, but was casually wearing a silk robe, holding a glass of wine in one hand and a cigar in the other.
The hybrid of Apollo and Dionysus was seen drinking and smoking, looking very comfortable. Of course, his behavior was not very polite.
But the others present didn't seem surprised at all, instead acting as if it was natural. Their focus was on the Seres.
When he spoke, everyone became quiet; when he laughed, everyone became extremely happy; when he frowned and remained silent, everyone became even more upset.
ZHU…JUE…the protagonist!
With only these two words in his mind, Master Huang forgot about jealousy, disdain, and dissatisfaction...
He stammered, "This, this, this is Yuan...my uncle?"
"Yes!" Condor waved to his master and replied, "Master Huang, the Second Master has seen us."
