money player

A small bar in Happy Valley, Hong Kong.

Sally Scott, with a cigar in her mouth and a classical guitar in her hands, plays an English folk song, "Frog Went a-Courtin'".

Beside her, Cheryl put one hand on the microphone and hummed.

Opposite the two men, gentlemen in neat suits and soldiers in military uniforms were holding wine glasses or beer bottles in their hands, swaying their bodies gently and humming along.

The lyrics of "Frog Went a-Courtin'" tell a story: a frog proposes to a mouse. The mouse is willing to marry the frog, but needs the consent of the mouse's uncle.

The original version was so simple, but as time went by, the song became a lyric form, with countless people adding elements to it. The frog had love rivals such as an owl, a bat, and a bumblebee, the mouse uncle had an aunt cat, and so on.

Anyone can improvise and add elements to expand the song, and as long as it sounds good, the new version will be spread.

Cheryl had just stopped humming when a soldier walked towards her playing the tune of "Uncle Rat" on a harmonica, seamlessly connecting to her microphone, and Sally changed the tune to accompany the soldier.

Cheryl returned to her seat, held her glass, and joined the group in swaying and singing along.

The songs continued one after another. When there were no new singers to come on stage, the story of the frog and the mouse came to an end. Sally put the cigar aside, plucked the guitar strings with her fingers, and played "Under A Violet Moon", which has been frequently broadcast on Rediffusion English Channel recently.

As the song was about to start humming, she gave Cheryl a sweet look.

Cheryl received it, and every freckle on her face lifted up the hem of her skirt and danced to the waltz. She sipped half a glass of wine, lifted up the hem of her lace skirt with both hands, and jumped onto the stage like an elf.

He placed his left hand on the microphone, glanced sideways at Sally, bit his lower lip lightly, and tapped the floor with his toes to the rhythm.

When the beat was right, she smiled at Sally and sang, "Dancing to the drums, leaving the world behind, let's drink and toast to ourselves, in the violet moonlight."

Sally smiled back and took over the humming business.

"That rose in her curls makes you turn and gaze, wanting to steal a kiss from her on the bridge, in the violet moonlight."

Cheryl lifted her skirt with both hands and knelt down to salute. "Take your hat and raise your glass. We will dance all night long. We will go back to the old days under the violet moonlight."

Sally: "To knights and the old days, to beggars and thieves in the enchanted forest, under the violet moon."

Cheryl: "Fortune teller, what do you see in the future predicted by the cards? Share your secrets with me, under the light of the violet moon."

Sally plucked the guitar at a faster tempo, and Cheryl held the microphone, tilting it between herself and Sally. Soon, the song reached its climax, and the two sang in unison.

"Raise your hat and your glass, we'll dance the night away, we'll go back to the old days, under the violet moon."

Following the cheerful rhythm, Cheryl tapped the floor with her toes more frequently. Sally felt the vibration of her toes touching the ground, her eyes fixed on the circling freckles, and joy flowed on the flavor of the cigar left between her lips.

"Raise your hat and your glass, we'll dance the night away, we'll go back to the old days, under the violet moon..."

Outside the world of the two people, there was a team swaying, and they were unaware of their joy.

Then, something strange happened. Sally felt her throat itchy and couldn't help coughing.

At that time, both of them thought it was just a coincidence, but then something even stranger happened. When Sally was drinking, Cheryl's taste buds could smell the taste of the wine. Cheryl was so shocked that she accidentally kicked the table leg with the tip of her left foot, and Sally felt a sudden pain in the tip of her right foot.

The two discovered the problem and conducted a test. When Sally hit her left cheek, Cheryl's right cheek would hurt; when Cheryl ate cream cake, Sally's taste buds could taste the flavor.

Using the same test method, they found that as long as they could see each other's behavior, they could feel the feelings brought about by the other's behavior, but once they couldn't see it, they couldn't feel it.

This feeling exists in taste, smell, pain, pleasure, sadness, joy, and so on.

When they were sure that this strange phenomenon would only occur between the two of them, they did not think of it as a disease, but believed that it was God's arrangement, and so they fell in love.

Xian Yaowen didn't know about this matter between the two, otherwise he would definitely complain in his heart, "God damn Virgin Mary, she actually has such a weird mirror reflection tactile syndrome."

a long time.

Sitting opposite each other at their table, Sally picked up her cigar and smoked it again. In between her puffs of smoke, Cheryl picked up her wine glass and took a sip.

"Slow down." Sally closed her eyes slightly, then opened them again, "Suck it for a while longer, and feel it carefully."

Hearing this, Cheryl used her tongue to move the wine to the end of her tongue. When the bitterness had settled enough, she lifted the tip of her tongue and let it float out of the wine, no longer allowing the taste buds that could sense bitterness to come into contact with the wine.

Sally smiled, "Cheryl, your mouth makes the wine ferment again. It tastes really good."

Cheryl swallowed the wine and said with a smile, "I still don't like the taste of cigars."

Sally deliberately took a big drag on the cigar, held it in her mouth for a while and then slowly exhaled, "You will like it later."

"Okay." Cheryl said helplessly, "We should go. I have a lot of work tomorrow and need to get up early."

"Let me help you share some of the burden."

"What do you mean?"

Sally smiled slyly, "Tell Adam that I want to work in the business, and arrange a position for me."

"You are already a director of the firm."

Power can easily become addictive. Cheryl enjoys the feeling of having the final say in Golden Season Trading Company. In order to maintain this state, she spends a lot of time studying after work to make herself more and more competent and not give Adam too many opportunities to interfere in specific matters.

Sally is a shareholder, and if she goes to work in the company, she may not be able to be commanded by her. She will be constrained and may even be suppressed by her in the future. She doesn't want this, even if Sally is her lover.

"You tell him, or I'll go straight to Adam."

Sally is not a love-brained person. Love is just a spice in her life. She knows what is more important in her life.

Cheryl was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll report. You can be my assistant for a day tomorrow to see if you can adapt to the work of the company."

"OK, I'll go back with you and stay at your place tonight."

"uh-huh."

……

It is said that the best food is in Guangzhou. Qu Dajun in the early Qing Dynasty said that the deliciousness of Lingnan cuisine is due to the fact that "almost all the food in the world can be found in eastern Guangdong."

If you lie on the entrance of the Yuexiu city wall built forty years ago and take a look at the city, you will see that the words "Gu Su" are engraved on the foreheads of the restaurants and the best fighters in the city. If you ask the young masters from Dongshan and the young ladies from Xiguan what the most delicious food in the world is, they will answer Huaiyang cuisine, Guangzhou Cantonese-style Huaiyang cuisine.

The Shunde chef spat at the mouth of the city wall, saying that there was no way out in the provincial government. Let’s go, we will go to Shanghai and make a name for ourselves under the nose of Huaiyang cuisine.

The chef from Shunde was not only arrogant but also very capable, and he actually got the job done.

The two dim sum brands, Xinghualou and Guanshengyuan, are owned by owners from Lingnan, and their chefs all speak with a Shunde accent.

The top ten restaurants on the market are Cantonese restaurants, including Xinya, Xinhua, Jinghua, Hongmian, Meihua, Kinmen, International, Ronghua, Nanhua and Xindu, which overshadow the eight major restaurants in Guangzhou.

The Old Cantonese Gang who came first, and the New Cantonese Gang who came later, took charge of the culinary gods worshipped by Shanghai's dignitaries and celebrities.

Su Lizhen was suffering from an acute hunger crisis, but she did not intend to deal with it by eating "unpresentable" Shanghainese food. She hated Shanghai women and the food they cooked.

On the way back to Yangtze Hotel, she turned a corner and came to Golden Gate Hotel. She wanted to taste the cooking skills of Shunde famous chef Guo Dakai, but at this time, Guo Dakai was not serving her. He only asked his apprentice Kang Hui to be on duty.

Well, by chance, Su Lizhen is one step closer to her dream and is enjoying the service of the future royal chef, which can be considered a hidden good omen.

After having a good meal without being informed, Su Lizhen returned to the hotel to rest as soon as she recovered from her illness.

"Mr. Hong, the company needs you to go to Yangcheng to discuss business."

The next day, Cheryl, the general manager's office of Jinji Trading Company, was sitting in a big chair and said this to Hong Yingdong who was sitting opposite her.

Next to her stood the intern assistant Sally.

Hong Yingdong, who was called by a phone call, was a little confused. In theory, he was an employee of Jinji Trading Company and worked for the company, but in fact, he was just an undertaking of the company's transportation business, responsible for transportation from Hong Kong to Macau and Shekou. What did the company's business negotiations have to do with him?

"Boss Cheryl, what business do you want to discuss?"

"I don't know what business it is yet." Cheryl picked up a folder on the desk, opened it and handed it to Hong Yingdong, "You need to meet two people when you arrive in Yangcheng, Mr. Chen from Lingnan Petroleum and Mr. Lin from Southern Trading Company."

Hong Yingdong took the folder and looked at the paper. There were only a few lines of introduction about Lingnan Petroleum and Southern Trading Company.

After reading the introduction, he looked up and said, "What are the rules for business negotiations?"

"Mr. Hong, it's easy to guess what business Lingnan Petroleum wants to negotiate. If the deal is successful, you will pay the company 30 Hong Kong dollars and give 40% of the profit to the company. The company will give this customer to you personally."

First, take out a commission of 30 yuan, and then share 40% of the profits. As soon as this condition was put forward, Hong Yingdong immediately calculated the approximate business scale of Lingnan Petroleum as a client.

Gasoline, kerosene, diesel, and motor oil, the profit margins are not very high, but the volume will be large. Should he be given such a lucrative customer?

"What does Yao Wen mean?"

"No, there is no such person as Adam in Jinji Trading Company." Cheryl smiled faintly and said, "This is what the board of directors meant."

As soon as Cheryl said this, Hong Yingdong understood immediately - the oil business has huge profits, but it is easy to be targeted. According to Xian Yaowen's tone, this is a business that is easy to be blamed.

His position in Jinji Trading Company was to take the blame, and taking one more scapegoat was no different. He almost died at sea, and faced with a lucrative business, he had no reason to refuse.

He thought about it for a moment and said, "I agree."

"OK. Regarding the client, the Southern Trading Company, the company hopes to negotiate in the direction of barter trade. The company will provide the other party with the industrial products they need, and the other party will provide the company with agricultural and sideline products. The company will introduce a company to take over..."

Before Cheryl finished her words, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

The office door was pushed open, and Cheryl's "doorkeeper" secretary walked in, "Miss Brown, Miss Lu from Zhongfeng Company is here."

"Invite her in."

A few seconds later, Lu Yansu walked into the office, glanced at Cheryl, Sally, and Hong Yingdong, then walked to the big desk and said to Cheryl, "Miss Brown, I'm Yansu Lu from Zhongfeng Company."

For a long time, Zhongfeng Company had to highlight the label of "Chinese businessman". As the head of the company, Lu Yansu did not use the English name he had since childhood.

After Cheryl invited Lu Yansu to sit down, she said to her, "Miss Lu, this is Mr. Hong. He will represent our company and go with you to Shiqi to visit the Southern Trading Company."

Lu Yansu extended his right hand to Hong Yingdong, "Lu Yansu from Zhongfeng Company."

"Hello, Miss Lu, I'm Hong Yingdong."

Hong Yingdong had heard of Lu Yansu's name a long time ago and had also seen her. At that time, she was following Xian Yaowen. Needless to say, Lu Yansu was Xian Yaowen's subordinate and Zhongfeng Company also belonged to Xian Yaowen.

It seems that the barter trade in which Jinji Trading Company makes a profit from the price difference between both ends is actually a trick played by Xian Yaowen transferring money from one hand to the other. However, it is quite considerate to share a portion of the profit with the partners.

The matter was clear and simple. The situation of four people sitting in the office lasted only a quarter of an hour. After the matter was settled, Hong Yingdong and Lu Yansu left one after another, leaving two people in the office.

“Why did Adam leave the oil business to someone else?”

Cheryl smiled and said, "Adam said that if any shareholder asks you, you should answer like this: Jinji Trading Company is a regular trading company, and we should focus on normal business. The battle will be over one day, so we should not overload the company with personnel for abnormal business."

"When there is no follow-up business, the company can lay off employees." Sally said as a matter of course.

Cheryl said with a gloomy face: "I'm Jenny, a textile worker."

"Okay, I take back my question." Sally came behind Cheryl and leaned over to kiss Cheryl's nose. "Cheryl, we haven't tried in the office..."

Before Sally could continue, Cheryl tilted her head to avoid Sally's fiery attack, "Adam said that we can't mess around in the office."

"What the hell."

……

"Aunt, aunt."

It was the weekend, and Xian Qianzhi came to Building No. 6 in Sham Shui Po to visit Xian Yuzhen. As soon as she entered the door on the fourth floor, she shouted.

Xian Yuzhen heard the shouting, came out of the study, and smiled at Xian Qianzhi, "You're here so early?"

Xian Qianzhi threw herself on Xian Yuzhen, "Aunt, let's go hunting."

"Not today. I have to help my sister-in-law."

Xian Qianzhi pouted, "Which auntie hates asking my aunt to do things so much?"

"Hehe, Aunt Nanyang."

"Aunt Cai is back?" Xian Qianzhi's eyes lit up, "Did she bring some delicious food?" (End of this chapter)