Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

As He Mingyue spoke, she blinked her big eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, exuding a girlish charm.

"It's fate..."

"Let's have a drink first."

Lin Yaodong picked up the wine glass in front of him, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The amber-colored liquor slid down my throat, leaving a slight burning sensation.

The maid behind him immediately stepped forward and refilled his cup.

After he finished drinking, He Mingyue blinked her big eyes and asked, "Truth or Dare?"

Lin Yaodong looked into her eyes, which were clear and bright, with a hint of curiosity and cunning.

What if I have to drink all the wine on the table... I definitely can't play Truth or Dare... He smiled and said, "I choose Truth."

"How boring~~" He Mingyue pouted, "Let me think about what I want to ask."

"Mingyue, ask him..."

"Shut up, I'm the one playing now."

Li Minghai had barely opened his mouth when He Mingyue interrupted him without any politeness.

"You slut! You'll see soon enough..." His expression changed slightly, but he quickly suppressed it, though his eyes darkened.

Seeing this, the others' plans to ask Lin Yaodong some questions through He Mingyue fell through, and they could only keep quiet for the time being.

"I've got it!" He Mingyue completely ignored Li Minghai, staring straight at Lin Yaodong. "How many girlfriends have you had?"

Upon hearing this, the young men in the room all wore strange expressions.

What?

Is this even a problem?

Li Chengru frowned slightly. He had originally wanted He Mingyue to ask Lin Yaodong who the designer of the "Oriental Pearl" building project was.

Li Minghai wanted to ask him about the sources of funding for those companies.

Guo Haosheng wanted to ask him about the operating model of the Hung Hing Society.

Zhou Kuangshi wanted to ask him how he went from being a gang leader in Mong Kok to becoming the boss of several companies.

So He Mingyue asked this question?

Looking at He Mingyue's expectant eyes, Lin Yaodong answered without batting an eye: "No."

He wasn't lying.

He never explicitly labeled any woman as his girlfriend.

He always uses flirtatious talk to tease people, every word is witty and insightful—this is the basic quality of a seasoned playboy.

But he also knew that probably no one in this room would believe him.

Sure enough, He Zhongguang glanced at Lin Yaodong with displeasure, his tone tinged with displeasure: "Lying is pointless... If Mr. Lin doesn't want to tell the truth, then there's no need for us to continue."

His meaning is also the meaning of everyone else.

They had already checked Lin Yaodong's information several times, so of course they knew which women were around him.

But when He Mingyue heard Lin Yaodong say that he didn't have a girlfriend, regardless of whether it was true or not, a smile appeared on her face: "It's okay, I believe him."

"Little sister," He Zhongguang called out in exasperation.

"It's just a game, why take it so seriously?" He Mingyue waved her hand, seemingly not caring at all, only knowing that this was the answer she wanted to hear.

Lin Yaodong suddenly asked, "Young Master He, when you go out to pick up girls, do you ever give them any identification?"

This question not only surprised He Zhongguang, but also everyone else.

When people go out to have fun, who the hell talks about feelings?

Those women were just engaging in a mutually beneficial relationship, each getting what they wanted. They wanted the money from the men, so who would be foolish enough to offer them any kind of status?

The young men were speechless and immediately agreed with Lin Yaodong's answer.

"Alright, forget about them, let's have a drink." He Mingyue took the glass and came to Lin Yaodong.

She stood very close, and the faint scent of her perfume wafted over, carrying a hint of sweet fruitiness and a subtle floral fragrance.

"Cheers." Lin Yaodong stood up and raised his glass.

Hey~

The two wine glasses clinked together lightly, producing a crisp sound.

The two of them tilted their heads back at the same time and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing her drink, He Mingyue stuck out her pink tongue and licked the remaining wine off her lips, a seductive gesture.

Then he smiled at Lin Yaodong and returned to his seat.

Nineteen years old... he's an adult now... Lin Yaodong swallowed hard.

Next up is He Zhongguang.

"My turn." He reached out and spun the bottle on the table, calculating in his mind how to use the right amount of force to make the bottle mouth point directly at Lin Yaodong.

But the bottle hadn't spun around a full circle when it seemed to have lost a little force and stopped right in front of him.

He Zhongguang looked at the bottle opening pointing to him and frowned slightly: "This... how should this be handled?"

"How else can we calculate it? Of course, it's Second Brother playing the game."

He Mingyue said matter-of-factly, "I'm a girl, so I'll host... Second Brother, do you want to play Truth or Dare?"

He Zhongguang pondered for a moment.

We had previously agreed to work together to deal with Lin Yaodong...

Mingyue is my younger sister, she shouldn't ask any questions... No, I'll choose Truth or Dare...

In wealthy families, there are no true brothers. Even a sister might become a rival in the future.

He Zhongguang understood this all too well.

He knew from a young age that the He family's resources were limited, his father's love was limited, and the business he would inherit in the future was also limited. He and his siblings were both relatives and competitors.

But at this moment, they have no conflict of interest... choosing dare shouldn't be a problem...

"I choose dare."

Upon hearing this answer, He Mingyue's bright eyes dimmed slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

Her eyes darted to the bottles of foreign liquor on the table, and she said in a casual tone, "Then Second Brother, just pick three bottles and drink them."

These words were spoken casually, yet they made He Zhongguang suddenly look up, his face filled with disbelief.

Three bottles?

Not three cups?

Is it... three bottles?

The others also looked surprised, their gazes shifting back and forth between He Mingyue and He Zhongguang.

Li Minghai even slightly opened his mouth, and the cigar almost slipped from his fingers.

Li Chengru adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Guo Haosheng remained calm, but the fingers on the table tightened slightly.

Zhou Kuangshi raised an eyebrow slightly, then picked up his wine glass and took a sip, as if watching a good show.

He Zhongguang stared at his younger sister, his voice tinged with disbelief: "Little sister, you must be mistaken. Do you want to drink three cups?"

"That's right~ it's three bottles." He Mingyue winked mischievously. "Second brother, are you a sore loser?"

She raised an eyebrow, her tone laced with provocation: "If you can't handle the game, you'll have to drink five bottles, and you'll also have to give me all your allowance for this month."

The room was silent for a few seconds.

He Zhongguang looked at He Mingyue, and He Mingyue looked back at him. The siblings' eyes met in the air, and neither of them gave in.

Indeed... in families like ours, family members are the biggest enemy...

He Zhongguang chuckled self-deprecatingly, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery: "Heh~ who can't take a joke?"

He stood up, walked to the table, and glanced at the dozens of bottles of foreign liquor.

Louis XIII, Macallan, Yamazaki, Ballantine's, Johnnie Walker Blue Label... all are spirits.

He was a seasoned nightclub enthusiast and knew which drinks were more likely to cause a hangover when mixed, and which drinks were okay on their own but deadly when mixed together.

He chose three: a bottle of Macallan 18-year-old, a bottle of Yamazaki 12-year-old, and a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label.

These three are all single malt or blended whiskies. Although they are not low in alcohol content, they are at least the same type of spirit, so mixing them won't cause an immediate breakdown like mixing spirits with beer.

He unscrewed the first bottle of Macallan, and the amber liquid gushed into the glass. Then he tilted his head back and gulped it down in one go.

The spiciness of the whiskey stung his throat, and his stomach began to heat up. Without pausing, he immediately opened a second bottle of Yamazaki and continued pouring into his glass.

He Mingyue watched her brother drink, a smile always on her face.