Reborn in 1970, I thrived in Hong Kong.

Li Huai-ren nodded, thought for a moment, and then gave the instructions:

"I'll say it again: Lei Luo and his gang's ill-gotten gains have disappeared, but they dare not report it to the police or make a fuss about it."

But we must be careful that they don't act desperately. After we succeed, we must immediately do a good job of cleaning up the mess. The brothers all hid at the Phoenix Film City construction site and worked as planned.

Everything else, we'll have to wait until things calm down, then I'll spend all the money they brought back and completely launder my money before we talk about anything else..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Wu nodded, smiled, and said:

"Boss, all eighteen of my fellow disciples are in agreement. They told me that taking the ill-gotten gains from Lei Luo and the others is just a piece of cake."

They said they were people outside the secular world, devoted to the Dao, and would definitely return to Longhu Mountain for quiet cultivation in the future. To them, gold and silver were all burdens on the path of cultivation, and they would not take a single penny of the ill-gotten gains of Lei Luo and others.

Just don't forget to help repair Longhu Mountain at the appropriate time in the future, and to fulfill your promise to donate and build no less than a thousand schools in mainland China.

In addition, they want to ask you for a favor: to find a way to send a batch of Polygonatum and yam to Longhu Mountain, as the fellow disciples on the mountain are probably running out of food.

Furthermore, they also mentioned that, if possible, you could help your fellow Taoists in Wudang and Maoshan, as they are also nearing the end of their food supply.

Upon hearing this, Li Huai-ren was taken aback.

Remembering that these eighteen people were all true disciples of Longhu Mountain, they would not have come to Hong Kong if they had not been forced to, but rather they were following the instructions of the Taoist patriarch to close the mountain and diligently cultivate during prosperous times.

Therefore, he believed it was true that they said they did not take a single penny of the ill-gotten gains of Lei Luo and others.

Since they don't want money, I'll help them collect rare medicinal herbs so they can focus on their cultivation and repay this favor.

He pondered for a long while before saying:

"The six Phoenix Plaza buildings have been confirmed to be delivered and put into use by the end of next month, and will definitely open before the Spring Festival."

It seems I need to personally visit General Manager Ye of a certain company to discuss the supply of goods needed by Phoenix Supermarket, and also ask him to help solve the supply problems of materials such as Solomon's Seal and Yam from Longhu Mountain and other Taoist sects.

"Senior Brother Qiao, after you take me back to school, please go to a certain Run Company in your capacity as the assistant general manager of Phoenix Supermarket and ask General Manager Ye to have dim sum with you at Hung Fook Restaurant in Kowloon Tong at 9:00 AM tomorrow..."

Qiao Wu was taken aback, then said with some concern:

"Boss, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to meet him in person? If someone finds out, it could cause a big problem. Some people will definitely use this as an opportunity to stir up trouble..."

Li Huai-ren waved his hand, interrupting him:

"It's alright. I'll meet with General Manager Ye of a certain company openly and honestly as the owner of Phoenix Supermarket to discuss the purchase of oil, rice, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, pork, mutton, fruits, and vegetables. Who can say anything about that?"

Since its opening to trade, Hong Kong has relied almost entirely on the mainland for all kinds of daily necessities. The British wouldn't interfere with normal business dealings with a certain company.

After school in the afternoon, Li Huai-ren went home first, then called Leslie Cheung, and together they went to Phoenix Records on the third floor of Phoenix Building on Broadcast Drive.

Along the way, record stores and bookstores were playing Teresa Teng's new English album's title track on repeat. Leslie Cheung sat in the passenger seat, rolled down the car window, listened attentively, and looked on with envy.

Li Huai-ren saw this but remained silent. He deliberately called Leslie Cheung out of his home and asked him to accompany him to Phoenix Records, just for the effect he wanted.

At Phoenix Records, Huang Laoxie stared at Leslie Cheung for a long time, shook his head, and said with great regret:

"Damn it, you're so handsome, why is your voice so hoarse?"

Just as Li Huai-ren was about to retort, Gu Jia-hui, who was standing to the side, couldn't hold back any longer:

"Huang Laoxie, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Don't you think his voice is very distinctive? A pleasant voice is a dime a dozen, but a distinctive voice is unique. Don't you understand?"

After saying that, he turned around and looked Leslie Cheung over carefully, then said:

"If you are interested in music, I can take you as my student. If you want to sing, that's fine too. I can also arrange a very good vocal teacher for you."

Leslie Cheung was somewhat tempted by what Joseph Koo said. After thinking for a moment, he replied:

"I'm still studying in the UK, and I'm just going back to Hong Kong for a few days during the Christmas holidays."

"Yes, I will seriously consider it. If I decide to go back to Hong Kong to study, I will definitely become your student!"

Seeing that his attitude had finally softened, and that he was clearly considering whether or not to return to Hong Kong to study, Li Huai-ren felt both relieved and very happy.

"It would be great if he would come back to Hong Kong!"

From now on, he will always be under my watchful eye, walking a different path from his previous life, and his life trajectory will definitely be completely different.

"I swear! I refuse to believe that what happened on April Fool's Day in 2003 will repeat itself in this life!"

But Li Huai-ren also knew that some things couldn't be rushed. This kind of thing required Leslie Cheung himself to think it through and be willing to return to Hong Kong. So he didn't take the opportunity to add fuel to the fire and persuade him, but changed the subject:

"Old Huang, it's already 5:30. Do you know how many copies of Lijun's second English album have sold in Hong Kong?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Yaoshi immediately smiled happily:

"Haha, of course I'm most concerned about record sales. I've already arranged for someone to tally them every hour."

By 5 PM, Li Jun's second English album had sold 17886 copies in Hong Kong, definitely surpassing the first-day sales of her first album!

"Ah, 17886 tickets have already been sold?" Just then, Teresa Teng walked in from outside. She and Qiao Yue were carrying large and small bags of takeout. She overheard the conversation and exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing her and Qiao Yue bring up takeout, Li Huai-ren knew she wouldn't leave the record company until the first day's album sales figures were available, so he immediately shook his head and advised her:

"Hong Kong is such a tiny place, it's not even your target market for records. What difference does it make whether you get 18,000 more copies or 20,000 or 30,000 fewer?"

Teresa Teng rolled her eyes at him and pouted:

"My last album broke Hong Kong's record for record sales. I want to know how much this album can surpass my previous album's sales on its first day. Is that not possible?"

I don't care, we have a day off tomorrow and no classes. You're not going anywhere tonight, you're staying at the record company with me to wait for the results, hmph!

What could Li Huai-ren do? He had no choice but to obediently stay and keep her company until midnight.

The following day was Christmas Day in the West. Hong Kong was still a British colony at the time, so it naturally followed the British in taking Christmas and New Year holidays.

At 8:50 a.m., Li Huai-ren took Leslie Cheung to Hung Fook Restaurant in Kowloon Tong and entered the private room on the second floor that he had asked Qiao Wu to reserve the day before.

He arrived ten minutes early, but General Manager Ye of a certain company was already there, boiling water and making tea in the private room.

"Mr. Li, I've long admired your name. My name is Ye XX..."

"General Manager Ye, it's a pleasure to meet you. This is my childhood friend, Leslie Cheung. He's also a Hakka. Oh, his ancestral home is Meixian, Guangdong, which is the same county as yours. He's from the same hometown as you."

Upon hearing that Leslie Cheung was also a Hakka from Meixian, General Manager Ye immediately sized him up and happily said in Hakka:

"Oh, Rong, where in Meixian are you from?"

Leslie Cheung had already been reminded by Li Huai-ren and knew the identity of General Manager Ye. He smiled and said in fluent Meixian Hakka:

"My hometown is Meicheng, which is very close to Yanyang. I heard my mother say that before we came to Hong Kong, our family lived in Ziwentang in Meicheng."

General Manager Ye was taken aback:

"Ziwentang? So that large walled village of Ziwentang was yours? I lived there when I was a child, and only left in 1949!"