Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0412 Bait
April 26th.
Early in the morning, Nan Yi and Ueto Masami both got up and dressed up. As Chinese people, they pay attention to an auspicious day and time. Nan Yi had already looked at the almanac and found that 8:08 today was an auspicious time. The anniversary celebration of the Chinatown Chamber of Commerce would definitely start at this time.
Just as the two of them had finished packing, they were informed that Wu Zaisheng had arrived.
When I walked out of the house, I saw Wu Zaisheng, who was dressed in formal attire and looked quite imposing, walking towards me.
"Zaisheng, you are dressed very formally today."
"I can't help it. I still have to entertain some guests at today's celebration." Wu Zaisheng said with a helpless tone: "My family has been here for so many years, and I have many acquaintances and friends. Juelu Street is also my home ground, so I still have to play the role of a good host."
"No need to explain, let's go." Nan Yi waved his hand and walked towards the parking lot with Ueto Masami, who was dressed in black and white.
Maybe it's due to their personality, or maybe it's to match Nan Yi's style, whether it's Masami Ueto or Scarlett Johansson, Liang Huiwen, or Liu Zhen, their clothing styles are relatively simple, basically black, white and gray, and they rarely wear colorful clothes.
When we arrived at Juelu Street, it had become even more festive than the previous two days. Big new red lanterns were hung in front of every store. The street had also been carefully tidied up, with clean windows and desks and no dust on the street.
In the center of the street, a high platform was built. The entire platform was covered with red cloth. There was also a tall pole standing on the side. There was also a lion dance team waiting there. They should be picking the green soon.
There were quite a few , both Chinese and Americans. The Chinese were all dressed in festive formal attire, full of energy and spirit. They bowed when they met each other and greeted everyone they met.
In the distance, a cloth dragon was coming towards this side to the sound of gongs and drums.
Nan Yi took a look and saw that there were a few women among the dragon dancers. They didn't look like Chinese and had obvious white features.
Looking more closely, it should be a half-Tang version.
The so-called half-Tangfan is a mixed-race child of Chinese and white people from Europe and America. To be more precise, half-Tangfan is actually a mixed-race child of Chinese and white people from Britain, the United States and France.
"Zihao, it's so lively here!" Ueto Masami walked with Nan Yi's hand in her arms, looking left and right, blinking her big eyes and looking around, and whispered in Nan Yi's ear.
"It hasn't started yet, it will be even more exciting later," Nan Yi laughed and said in a low voice, "You're acting too hard, hold back a bit."
"Really? I'm so looking forward to it." The expression on Ueto Masami's face became a little indifferent.
"Zihao, let's go. It's almost time. Let's go in quickly and don't keep others waiting for too long." Wu Zaisheng, who was standing aside, looked at his watch and urged.
"Okay, let's go!" Nan Yi nodded in response.
He followed Wu Zaisheng to a hotel next to the platform. When he reached the door, he asked the tiger cub to give him the box in his hand. Then he stepped onto the red carpet and walked into the magnificent hotel lobby.
"Second Master Wu, congratulations on your prosperity."
"Second Master Wu, you are here, and I wish you all the best."
As soon as I entered the hall, I saw groups of people talking and laughing, but most of them were keeping an eye on the door, ready to welcome "important" guests at any time.
As a businessman, even if he doesn't have to be flattering, he must at least be tactful.
At this moment, when they saw Wu Zaisheng coming in, many people came up to him and said words of blessing. Of course, Nan Yi and the other person who came in with Wu Zaisheng could naturally share some of the blessings.
Moreover, many people should have been muttering: "Who are these two people, and why are they walking together with Wu Ershao?"
"Let me introduce to you all. This is my good friend Song Zihao. He just came from Beijing not long ago. He is a business genius. The one next to him is his girlfriend Dong Yuezi." Wu Zaisheng introduced Nan Yi and the other man to everyone present.
After he finished his introduction, Nan Yi stood up and said modestly according to procedure: "Don't listen to my flattery. I am just a small businessman and will soon make a living in London. I have just arrived, so please take care of me in the future."
"Mr. Song, nice to meet you. I'm Lian Guizhi from Shunfa Commercial Bank. Let's talk more when we have time."
"Mr. Song, I'm Wang Long from Changsheng Department Store. We're from Beijing and we came here 20 years ago."
When Nan Yi heard this, he thought that this person was not simple, as he was able to come out in the 1960s.
There was no time to think too much, as he had to deal with everyone one by one. For those who handed him a business card, he had to explain that he didn't print one. Amidst the polite exchanges, Nan Yi received quite a few business cards.
These business cards would not be collected in vain. Although Nan Yi had disguised himself and it would be inconvenient for him to contact these businessmen in the future, his subordinates could come and contact them. These businessmen were all relatively successful businessmen who had established a firm foothold in Eagle Country. Each of them could be considered a potential customer and breadwinner for Nan Yi.
With so many people gathered here, the lively scene attracted a lot of attention. Almost everyone present recognized Wu Zaisheng, and they all thought it was natural to know what the Wu family was.
At this moment, a man trotted over to Wu Zaisheng and said, "Second Young Master Wu, you 're here. The other directors are already inside, and the Mayor of London, Bobby Wesley, will be here soon. What do you think?"
Nan Yi said sympathetically: "Zaisheng, go and do your work first, don't miss the important things."
"Okay, I'll go first and come see you later." Wu Zaisheng showed a hint of apology, then bowed to the people around him, "Please help entertain Ah Hao, I thank you here."
"You're too polite, Mr. Wu..."
Just as Wu Zaisheng entered, there was another commotion at the door. Wu Zhenkai arrived.
Most of the people who had gathered in front of Wu Zaisheng separated and surrounded Wu Zhenkai.
Wu Zhenkai also changed from the dandy guy he was in Zuiyuexuan. He looked well-educated, amiable, and very polite.
While dealing with other people, he glanced at Nan Yi, but did not come over. Most likely, he knew the existence of Mr. Song, so he naturally knew who Nan Yi's guest was.
After dealing with the others, Wu Zhenkai walked towards Nanyi, took the initiative to extend his right hand and said: "Hello, I am Wu Zhenkai, Wu Zaisheng is my second brother."
"Hello, hello, I'm Song Zihao, and this is my girlfriend Dong Yuezi."
Nan Yi introduced Ueto Masami to Wu Zhenkai, but after a while, he didn't hear her voice, so he turned around and saw Ueto Masami's eyes looking towards the door, full of evasion and panic.
Following the direction, Nan Yi looked over and saw three or five men in black suits coming to the hotel entrance. They looked very tough and oppressive.
If you look closely, it is easy to tell that these people are definitely Japanese.
Nan Yi's eyes immediately showed panic, but he still maintained his demeanor and said to Wu Zhenkai: "Wu Sanshao, excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."
As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Yi pulled Ueto Masami towards the bathroom. As he walked past, he also made an obvious move to cover Ueto Masami's face.
Wu Zhenkai looked at Nan Yi and the other man who had left, then turned back to the gate, waved his hand, and called one of his men over, "Go check where those men in black at the gate came from."
His men listened, nodded, and prepared to walk towards the door.
"Come back." Wu Zhenkai called his men back and instructed them again: "I'm not asking you to ask them directly, check from the side."
"Yes, Master."
