Chapter 318 You guys are still good at pretending

"Oh my god! De, I'm so jealous of you!"

Alexei was like a big golden retriever running happily on the grass. When he arrived at Wang Deming's estate in Repulse Bay, he threw down his suit jacket, ran around enthusiastically, looked at every house, and finally ran to the pavilion in the pond and gulped down the tea.

Looking at the fine sandy beach and gentle waves in front of the manor, he couldn't help but complain:

"Oh, De, you are so mean. Why don't you help me get such a nice place? The winter holiday villas on the Black Sea are not as comfortable as here. Ah, I have my eyes on a house here. I will live here during my stay in Hong Kong."

"Whatever you want." Wang Deming, wearing silk flowered shorts, bare-chested and wearing sunglasses, was lying lazily on a recliner in the pavilion. Although it was already October, it was still very hot and humid in Hong Kong. If there was no air conditioning in the house, you would be sticky in no time.

"I still have a few plots of land. You and Diana can build a house anytime you want. My friend is a house builder. He can provide any design or decoration you want.
It's just that your status doesn't allow you to stay here for a long time. You are just here for a short time, and there are a bunch of black dogs following you. Why make yourself uncomfortable?" Wang Deming's eyes behind the sunglasses looked at a small house on the hill next door. The reflection inside was obviously observing this place with a telephoto lens.

"That's true!" Alexei imitated Wang Deming and took off his shirt and threw it aside, loosened his belt, and sat down on another recliner with a "squeak". "These damn bastards are as annoying as flies in a toilet. They are clearly buzzing in your ears, and you think you are hiding well?"

Then he glanced at Wang Deming's figure with envy, "I say, De, how do you keep such a good figure? No wonder Diana has been thinking about you all the time!"

"Eat well, sleep well, how is Diana's pregnancy reaction? Will the reveal of her pregnancy affect your wedding? .FUCK, why have you gained so much weight again? Didn't you say you lost weight?"

Originally, Wang Deming didn't pay much attention to Alexei after he came in, and was just daydreaming by himself. But when this guy took off his clothes and exposed his upper body, he almost jumped up when he saw him like that.

There was no other reason. Not only did Alexei's chest hair slowly grow again, but his belly was also so big that he looked like a pregnant woman of at least 6 or 7 months' pregnancy. The chest hair was faintly visible along the midline of his chest all the way down, which was really disgusting.

"Come on, you know the Soviet diet, right? Besides meat, vodka, and cheese? I need to make up for what I lost in India, but I ended up like this. Besides, I don't have a Chinese medicine doctor around me who can prescribe medicine for me at any time."

Alexey's face was filled with melancholy. "I haven't had a bowel movement in days. Do you know how miserable I am? I even ate rhubarb as a vegetable, but it didn't help!"

His eyes lit up and he smiled with his teeth showing: "De, it's just right that you can help me recuperate!"

Wang Deming rolled his eyes. Fortunately, he was wearing sunglasses to block his gaze. Otherwise, it would be too disrespectful to Alexi. "Sister Tao!"

He shouted towards the manor, and soon, the housekeeper Tao Jie came out from the main building, "Sir, what do you want?"

"Do you have any Chinese medicine acupuncture and cupping supplies at home? If not, please call our pharmacy and ask the nearest pharmacy to send a set over, and also get a set of Dao Chi Wan for cooling down and relieving internal heat."

"Okay sir, I'll contact the pharmacy and have them deliver it."

After Tao Jie left, Alexi continued to talk about Diana. Their idea was to hold the wedding after the child was born, as a few days wouldn't make a difference anyway.

However, regarding Wang Deming's request for Diana to observe confinement after childbirth, Alexei shrugged his shoulders. Unless a confinement nanny was sent from the capital, who in the Soviet Union would understand?
Soon, the pharmacy sent over the acupuncture and cupping treatments. In the pavilion, Wang Deming gave Alexei acupuncture and cupping treatments while asking him to arrange a meeting with the Indian Asan.

The location is also at the Peninsula Hotel.

At that time, Hong Kong was still dominated by British capital. The Kadoorie family controlled the Peninsula Hotel, China Power Plant and other industries, and almost monopolized the power supply in Hong Kong. A few nights later, Alexei took the initiative to book a banquet hall in the Peninsula Hotel to entertain the Indian brother; Wang Deming also invited Mr. Huo and Mr. Dong.

At night, the front of the Peninsula Hotel was brightly lit. The open space in front of the concave building and the lobby were filled with flowers airlifted from the Netherlands, which exuded a faint fragrance when blown by the sea breeze. The Kowloon Railway Station opposite the Peninsula Hotel was also brightly lit, especially the tall and pointed clock tower.

The bell tower looks even more eye-catching and solemn under the lights shining from the top.

"Bang, bang!" At 8 o'clock in the evening, the clock tower sounded on time, and the sound echoed all around.

The Little Star Ferry Pier next to the Kowloon Railway Station is still busy with the elite office workers from Central rushing to and from their night shifts, dressed in neat suits and ties, carrying briefcases; and the small vendors pushing carts and baskets on their backs, wearing sleeveless off-shoulder jackets and cropped trousers.

There are also various cross-sea cars slowly driving out from the ship.

Wang Deming stood on the terrace of the banquet hall, holding a glass of red wine, chatting with Mr. Huo and Mr. Dong: "Did the British consider building two cross-sea tunnels?"

"If the British build a cross-sea tunnel, it will definitely be a huge profit. Look at the passenger flow at the Star Ferry Pier."

"Do you think we Chinese are getting this kind of business?" Mr. Dong raised one corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of sneer. "Even Kwai Chung Pier is taking a layer of skin from people like us. It's much busier over there than here, and construction hasn't been allowed yet."

Mr. Huo nodded and said, "If Kwai Chung Pier is opened, we must unite to take over a port, otherwise we will be too dependent on the British."

"Um"

As they were chatting, Alexi finally came into the banquet hall with a group of Indian guys who had their heads wrapped high with colorful silk and were wearing suits and ties, looking awkward no matter how they looked at them.

The agreed time was 7pm, but this group of people were more than an hour late, which shows their attitude.

"Oh, my friends, welcome!" Wang Deming didn't care. He raised a warm smile on his face and opened his arms to welcome the Indian brothers who were coming.

Just when he was two meters away from the group of people, he smelled a strong smell of curry mixed with perfume, which made him feel nauseous and want to vomit.

He decisively lowered his arms and looked at Alexei, who shrugged and gave him a look that said you know what I mean.

The leader, Indian brother, had very fair skin and his age could not be told, perhaps in his thirties or forties. He had a thick beard under his chin and it was obvious that he took good care of himself.

He looked arrogant and snapped his fingers behind him. Immediately, his servant came to bring him some clean water.

While slowly absorbing the information, he said nonchalantly: "Although I understand your urgency in doing business, business is business, and we must respect the contract."

(End of this chapter)