Chapter 189 This money is hot!
"Okay, you guys have been chatting for over an hour, I think you should come over and eat first."

At this moment, Bao Yugang's wife Huang Xiuying came out and spoke to Bao Yugang and Li Changhe.

Bao Yugang nodded: "Yes, let's have dinner first."

"I'll go call Dad!"

Bao Yugang then turned and walked out.

"Changhe, come, let's go to the restaurant first."

Huang Xiuying led Li Changhe to the restaurant in the villa, where there was a large round table.

Because Bao Yugang has four daughters and a son-in-law, sometimes there are more than a dozen people eating at home. He likes round tables, which symbolize reunion.

After a while, Bao Yugang came in, supporting Bao Zhaolong, followed by Wei Ersi.

Several people sat down, and then Huang Xiuying asked the nanny to start serving the dishes.

At the dinner table, Li Changhe and the others did not talk about business, but started chatting, especially Bao Zhaolong, who asked a lot about the situation on the mainland.

Li Changhe told him the story basically impartially, without embellishing or smearing it.

After finishing the meal, the old man went to rest as he was old.

Li Changhe and Wei Ersi looked at the sky and stood up to say goodbye.

To be honest, it was very important for Bao Yugang to take a few hours out of his time to have a heart-to-heart chat with Li Changhe.

At his current level, he is actually very busy at work every day.

After leaving Bao Yugang's mansion, Li Changhe and Wei Ersi sat in the back seat of the car.

"Changhe, it's still early, how about I take you to experience the nightlife of Hong Kong Island?"

In the back seat, Wells looked at the watch on his wrist. It was just past seven o'clock, so it was still early.

I just wanted to take Li Changhe out for some fun.

Li Changhe turned his head to look at him and asked with a half-smile, "Nightclub?"

Weiss was a little surprised to hear Li Changhe say this name.

"You can, even the nightclub knows about it."

"To be honest, I feel like you don't really look like someone from the mainland sometimes."

Weiers said with a sigh.

"Means nothing!"

Li Changhe shook his head. He had seen this several times in his previous life and it was not interesting.

"Not interesting?"

"Why? You've been there? Did Richard take you there?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Wells' face, and then he turned to look at Richard in front of him.

Richard hurriedly explained at this time: "No, boss, I didn't take Mr. Li to the nightclub."

"You really haven't been there?"

"Then why do you find it boring?"

Wells was a little confused.

Li Changhe saw this and said with a smile: "I saw it in the hotel magazine. It's just a song!"

"Sing? You want to go on stage and sing?"

"No, I think we are talking about different things. What you saw might not be what I said."

"The nightclub I'm talking about does have singers, but they are all popular stars."

"In addition, there are stage plays, musicals, and Cantonese operas."

"Forget it, just come with me and you'll know. Richard, let's go to the Ocean Palace."

Wells told Richard the destination.

Richard nodded, then drove Li Changhe and Wells to the Ocean Palace Restaurant and Nightclub.

Yes, the name is so strange, but it is very popular.

Li Changhe followed Weiss in.

"Let me tell you, the banquet hall here is very big, and many singers hold concerts here."

"Who's here tonight?"

While introducing Li Changhe, Weiersi looked at a display stand in the front of the hall.

Li Changhe looked at the building in front of him curiously.

This place was indeed different from the nightclub he thought it was.

Rather than a nightclub, this is more like a Chinese restaurant, but as Wells said, there is also a special concert hall, which seems to be a hodgepodge of Chinese and Western cultures.

But there were indeed a lot of people and it was very lively.

"I'm lucky today. Zhang Guorong is singing here."

"Let's go in, order some food, and listen to some music. Zhang Guorong's songs are pretty good."

"By the way, you probably don't know Zhang Guorong."

"This is a new singer who just debuted last year. His album Day Dreaming is pretty good. You can buy a copy and listen to it."

"I'm optimistic about him. I think he can become a big singer in the future."

Wells said excitedly.

Li Changhe listened to Wei Ersi's introduction and complained silently in his heart.

How could he not know Zhang Guorong? He knew her very well.

But when it comes to Zhang Guorong's songs, the only song Li Changhe is familiar with is "A Chinese Ghost Story"

He listens to Hong Kong and Taiwan songs, mostly from the late 1980s to the 1990s. He has hardly listened to songs from the 1970s.

Wells had already bought the tickets and took him and Richard into the cabaret. There were round tables everywhere outside the cabaret. At first glance, it felt a bit like the Grand Shanghai Ballroom.

On both sides of the stage, there are many seats, just like the VIP tickets on both sides of the stage in future concerts.

On the stage, there was indeed a young man singing with all his might, and that was the young Zhang Guorong. Zhang Guorong was born in 23, one year younger than Li Changhe, and only years old this year.

At this moment, he was singing an English song on the stage, but Li Changhe didn't quite understand what he was singing.

Firstly, there is an accent, and secondly, English lyrics are different from English dialogues after all. Li Changhe really can't translate it immediately when he hears the lyrics directly.

The young Zhang Guorong sang and danced on the stage, and the people below ate and drank, and occasionally someone gave her tips.

In fact, before the Hung Hom Stadium was built, many singers in Hong Kong Island practiced their performances in nightclubs like Ocean Palace.

It can be said that the originator of concerts in Hong Kong, including the ancestor of stage design and stage performances, is the Ocean Palace Restaurant and Nightclub.

The boss here seemed to be very powerful, and Li Changhe didn't see any of the plots where the gang showed off.

Finally, he listened to a few songs and then left with Wells.

After Zhang Guorong, several other singers came on stage, but Li Changhe didn't recognize them at all.

Even if Wells was there to introduce it.

He was not used to some songs of this era, after all, there were too many good songs from later generations in his mind.

"I can see that you are really not interested in this kind of place."

After getting in the car, Wells said with emotion.

Li Changhe smiled but said nothing.

After returning to the hotel, Li Changhe took a shower, then lay on the bed and began to think.

Many times, plans cannot keep up with changes.

I had only intended to make a little money through silver futures, but now, the little money might turn into big money.

If silver and gold were really involved, Li Changhe estimated that the amount of money would probably be a huge number.

To be honest, Li Changhe didn't dare to hand over all of this huge sum of money to the country.

Yes, I don’t dare, not that I don’t want to.

After all, the entire country’s foreign exchange reserves may not be as much as his by then.

Being as rich as a country is just like this. Too much money will burn your hands!
Moreover, Li Changhe had to consider another issue: even if he really gave it to the country, what to do with the foreign exchange coupons in his hands.

At that time, whether it is foreign exchange coupons or RMB, the state will always replace it with funds.

In an era when the average monthly salary was only a few dozen yuan, Li Changhe had hundreds of millions of cash in his hands and couldn't think of how to spend it.

Starting a business is not allowed, investment is not possible, and the amount of things you can buy is limited. I'm afraid it would be a headache for the country if so much money was kept.

After all, with so much money in the country, are you considered a capitalist?

In addition, another very important point is that he does not want to become the target of public criticism.

Although the reform and opening up has begun, the wind direction is actually wavering from left to right. Li Changhe does not want to be made a target by the conservative elders.

Even if this money is transferred back into the country, you have to find a suitable way, or at least discuss with the higher-ups how to spend the exchanged money.

After all, bank deposits don’t have such a big business.

As he was thinking about this, Li Changhe fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

Li Changhe didn't go anywhere in the morning. He just waited patiently in the hotel. Zhang Shiqi's two sons said they were coming.

At 11:30 in the morning, as expected, the phone in the room rang.

It was Richard calling.

"Mr. Li, two gentlemen named Zhang are looking for you. They said they are at the address you left."

"Yes, bring them up."

A moment later, Richard brought two men to Li Changhe's room.

The two men looked older than Li Changhe and were not short in height, both around 1.8 meters tall.

The two brothers look somewhat similar, the difference is that one of the young men has a scar on his face.

The two brothers looked at Li Changhe with surprise on their faces. They originally thought that their father had entrusted an old man or a state official.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be a young man who looked younger than them.

"You two, fill this out. This is given to you by Elder Zhang. It's to verify your identity."

Li Changhe took out two pieces of paper that were given to him by Zhang Shiqi. There were several secret codes on them, which were passed down by Zhang Shiqi when he taught them martial arts when they were young.

Only if the answer is correct can it be proved that the other party is Zhang Shiqi's son.

The two people took the letter curiously and looked at it, and then a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes.

Apart from anything else, the words on the letter paper were indeed their father's.

The person in front of them was really commissioned by their father.

The two brothers looked at each other at this time and were quite excited.

Not only did Li Changhe doubt their identities, they were also concerned about Li Changhe's identity.

Even though Wu Dayou explained it to them, the two brothers also understood one thing after living in Hong Kong for a few years.

Defenses can not do without!
The handwriting on the letter paper actually proved Li Changhe's identity in disguise.

At this time, the two of them took the pens and started answering the questions.

"It's finished."

The two of them finished writing almost at the same time and handed it to Li Changhe.

Li Changhe took out another piece of paper, which contained not only the answers, but also the handwriting of the two brothers in the past.

In other words, Lao Zhang asked Li Changhe not only to check the answers, but also the handwriting.

"This is the paper we left behind when we were both fifteen years old. I didn't expect my father to give it to you."

"Brother, please tell me, is my father okay now?"

The two brothers had already confirmed Li Changhe's identity at this time, and one of them took the initiative to ask Li Changhe excitedly.

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