Reborn in 1970, I thrived in Hong Kong.

Li Zhaoji acted swiftly, perhaps by using land he had secretly kept, or perhaps by transferring land he had been negotiating with to Li Huai-ren. After Li Huai-ren transferred HK$20 million to his construction company account, six commercial land parcels were in Li Huai-ren's hands in just one week.

For the next two weeks, Li Huai-ren was responsible for making the requests, while Li Zhao-ji's construction company was responsible for producing drawings, preparing project budgets, and creating geological assessment reports, etc.

On August 12, construction began simultaneously on six Phoenix Plazas.

As for the 36 shopping malls in Southeast Asia, Li Zhaoji was not at ease, so he also took on the project, with his construction company handling the entire process, while Li Huai-ren was only responsible for signing checks.

During this period, a major event occurred in Hong Kong.

Let's go back to August 1st.

Early that morning, Teresa Teng dragged Chen Yulian into Li Huai-ren's villa, followed by a sleepy-eyed Guan Jia-hui.

Guan Jiahui mumbled something unintelligible, but her expression was exactly like someone owed her ten strings of cash and hadn't paid it back.

The three entered the villa's hall, and Chen Yulian immediately ran to the kitchen to help Ye Sanniang.

Upon seeing Li Huai-ren, who had just returned from exercising in the back garden, Teresa Teng immediately urged him:

"Li the bad guy, Li the bad guy, hurry up and eat. After we finish eating, we'll go back to the record company and wait for news."

Li Huai-ren glanced speechlessly at Teresa Teng, then turned and glared at Guan Jia-hui:

"It's all your fault! You keep calling me 'Bad Li' all the time, and now even Ah Jun calls me 'Bad Li'. Yu Lian is still the best-behaved one..."

"Li Huairen, Sister Jun, Jia Hui, come and have breakfast!" Before he finished speaking, Chen Yulian had already brought out a large pot of porridge from the kitchen and called out to them.

Li Huai-ren turned around and glanced speechlessly at Chen Yu-lian, who had also turned bad. He opened his right hand, gently rubbing his temples with his thumb and middle finger, and said:

"My head hurts! Yu Lian, you've gone bad too!"

After breakfast, Li Huai-ren drove Teresa Teng to the Phoenix Building on Broadcast Drive. Today was the release date of Teresa Teng's all-English album.

In fact, during this period, the Hong Kong music scene consisted mainly of Mandarin and English songs, while Cantonese pop songs were still in their infancy.

Li Huai-ren glanced at the other Mercedes-Benz following in the rearview mirror, then at another Mercedes-Benz not far ahead. Seeing that his security team was already in position, he turned to look at Deng Lijun sitting in the passenger seat, smiled, and comforted her:

"Don't worry, the record will definitely sell well. You should know who wrote the songs for you."

Teresa Teng rolled her eyes at him:

"I'm just bragging, like a peddler praising his own wares. What if, what if not many people like my English songs?"

This album is all in English, not Chinese songs, which is my strongest genre…”

"Don't worry, even if no Chinese people buy your English records, there are at least two or three hundred thousand foreigners living in Hong Kong long-term. Even if only one-tenth of them buy your records, that's still enough to sell twenty or thirty thousand copies!"

Before she could finish speaking, Li Huai-ren interrupted her.

Teresa Teng rolled her eyes at him, thought about it, and realized that what he said seemed to make some sense:

"Hmm, what you're saying makes a lot of sense."

She glanced back at Li Huai-ren, her face flushed, and she hesitated for a long time before suddenly whispering:

"Sigh, I don't care anymore. Anyway, if the record doesn't sell and I don't get any dividends, then I'll just keep eating your food, using your things, and spending your money, okay?"

Whether Li Huai-ren genuinely didn't hear him or was doing it on purpose, he turned to look at her and said in her usual Taiwanese accent:

"What do you mean, 'good' or 'bad'? You're speaking so softly, I can't hear you."

Teresa Teng immediately glared at him, then suddenly boldly stretched out her right hand and used a "two-finger Zen" technique on the soft flesh of his waist, pinching and twisting it.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts! Let go right now!" By this time, Li Huai-ren was no longer skin and bones. Moreover, everyone has soft flesh around their waist, and Teresa Teng could pinch him accurately. He quickly begged for mercy.

At the same time, he reached out his left hand and grabbed Teresa Teng's right hand, holding the steering wheel only with his right hand.

"I won't let go! I won't let go!"

"It hurts, Ah-Jun, let go right now!"

"I won't let go until you let go!"

"Oh dear, I'm driving! Let go right now, okay? Be good, be good!"

The two argued for a while, then suddenly stopped talking at the same time. The car immediately fell silent, as if time inside the car had been paused!

After a long while, Teresa Teng's soft, sweet voice suddenly rang out:

"Li, you... didn't you tell me to let go? I let go, so why are you holding my hand? That's not right."

Li Huai-ren raised their intertwined hands, glanced back at her, and said with amusement:

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I accidentally ended up holding your hand!"

Upon hearing this, Teresa Teng immediately blushed, and without any instruction, she gave him a charmingly reproachful look, then turned her face away to look out the left car window, saying in a tone that was both pleased and reproachful:

"I'm ignoring you! Ugh, you're so annoying! You got the benefit and you're still acting innocent! Humph!"

Despite what she said, why did she still hold hands tightly with Li Huai-ren, and even tighten her grip, as if she was afraid that Li Huai-ren would pull his hand away?

Li Huai-ren glanced back at her, then at their intertwined hands, said nothing, and was not foolish enough to expose anything. He smiled happily, letting Teresa Teng hold his hand.

At this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

The dappled sunlight, filtering through the gaps in the leaves of the magnolia trees lining the road, somehow managed to refract into the car and fall directly onto the two people's clasped hands, like spotlights on a stage shining on the performers in the center.

Suddenly, the two of them felt a connection and turned to look at each other. The sunlight that had been filtering into the car had disappeared, but something called "feelings" arose in their hearts.

Feelings flowed between the two, yet they also bound and tied them together. This wonderful feeling delighted Teresa Teng, making her unable to resist.

When they arrived at the Phoenix Building underground parking lot on Broadcast Drive, the two got out of the car and walked towards the elevator, holding hands tightly once again.

Just then, the driver's side door of another Mercedes that followed them in was pushed open, and a burly man got out of the car, walked towards Li Huai-ren, glanced at Deng Lijun, and winked at Li Huai-ren.

Li Huai-ren immediately pressed the elevator button for Teresa Teng and said to her:

"You go up first, I'll be right up."

Teresa Teng looked at Li Huai-ren with a questioning look in her eyes, then at the burly man, nodded sensibly, and entered the elevator without asking any questions.

As soon as she left, the burly man said:

"Boss, I received the news this morning that Ah Qiang and the others have arrived in Bao'an and brought all our other brothers with them."

He glanced at Li Huai-ren, scratched his head, and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Boss, actually, not only are all our brothers here, but their families have also all come."

I, my parents, my younger brother and sister, and more than 600 others came, scattered and hidden in the mountains of Bao'an.

Upon hearing this, Li Huai-ren was overjoyed! He waved his hand dismissively and said:

"So what if they're here? It's only a few hundred people; we can accommodate them all."

Qiao Wu, here's what we'll do: I'll stay in the Phoenix Building all day and not go out. You can leave Zhang Jie and the others here and have them protect me in secret as usual.

Go find Piggy right away and tell him I'll pay him HK$100 per person to ensure that Ah-Keung and the others, along with your parents, younger brother, and younger sister, arrive safely at the Tseung Kwan O Film City construction site.

Oh, and tell him to help you get your parents' Hong Kong identity cards while you're at it, so we can settle the bill together later…”

"Boss, thank you so much, thank you..."

Li Huai-ren reached out and patted Qiao Wu on the shoulder, interrupting his incessant thanks, and said:

"Why are you being so polite with me? By all accounts, you're my fellow disciple. I'm a disciple of Master Zhang, and you're a disciple of Master Zhang's elder brother. We're both fellow disciples from Longhu Mountain!"

He said this, but in his heart he was already planning something big:

"Among these people, there are eighteen disciples from Longhu Mountain with real skills, and the other two hundred or so are all skilled veterans who have retired from special forces. I wonder if, with proper planning, they can get their hands on all the small sums of money that the Chinese detectives like Lei Luo and those British guys have embezzled."

I'll give you a piece of my mind! Detective Lui Lok, the 500 million dollar detective? I'd like to see if you can successfully transfer 500 million Hong Kong dollars overseas!

And then there's Mianfen Ma, Xiang... Hehe, I'd like to see how you'll clear your name without Ma Nei.

Especially Xiang... if I remember correctly, it was 2026 in my previous life, and the family of three would post on social media all the time, still going on and on about how clean they were...