Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 442 We must make proper arrangements for President Jiang!

Horse racing is all about the thrill of taking a gamble. The Hong Kong Jockey Club knows that Aaron Kwok is a veteran horse racing enthusiast, and they often use him for promotion to make money.

Aaron Kwok was very satisfied with the start of the show tonight, as his beloved horse "Dancing Code" won the championship directly, and with the organizing committee's reward, he earned more than two million Hong Kong dollars.

This amount of money wasn't particularly appealing to him.

But men thoroughly enjoy the thrill of winning at gambling.

All the players celebrated for him and had a great time.

Immersed in a sense of honor.

The appearance of the three bigwigs, Jiang Beicheng, He Long, and Zheng Zhigang, instantly brought him to his senses.

Mr. He and Mr. Zheng came to the horse racing club for leisure, a scene rarely seen in a century.

What shocked him even more was that the two of them were accompanying Mr. Jiang, a wealthy businessman from the mainland, who had placed a bet on "Emperor of the Brave," the game that had just won second place, with a maximum bet of HK$20.

Aaron Kwok felt that he had won this game somewhat recklessly.

He knew about President Jiang, after all, he was still in this industry.

The charity gala hosted by President Jiang was attended by Jackie Chan, Mrs. Heung, and other friends from the Hong Kong entertainment industry, as reported by Hong Kong entertainment circles.

Needless to say, President Jiang made a grand spectacle in Paris. He and his wife are both in the fashion industry and know the prestige of the Bernard family's banquet.

"President Jiang shouldn't mind, right?" Aaron Kwok asked his wife.

The wife shook her head.

They couldn't guess what the wealthy were thinking.

Purely in terms of money, Mr. Jiang certainly wouldn't care about the 20 yuan. But what if he didn't have enough fun? Or felt embarrassed by the organizers switching the camera focus? ...

These are all issues that Aaron Kwok needs to consider.

There's no way around it; the interactions between those in lower and higher positions are like horse racing—it's all about guessing and gambling.

The best course of action now is to go and greet the three big shots.

"Come up with me," Aaron Kwok said to his wife.

The two held hands and went upstairs.

Zheng Zhigang waved to the couple while holding a cup of coffee. He has many friends in the entertainment industry and is also a fan of celebrities, especially Jay Chou.

This is similar to Jiang Beicheng; he is willing to humble himself and make friends in various circles.

"King Aaron Kwok has come to apologize," Zheng Zhigang joked.

Jiang Beicheng laughed and said, "If he comes to apologize, it will make me look petty. The director will want to cause trouble and cut to the scene of him apologizing. I will have completely lost face on this trip to Hong Kong."

"I'll be on your media's front page again tomorrow."

"Hahaha, Mr. Jiang understands Hong Kong media well," Zheng Zhigang added with a laugh.

"President Jiang, Boss Zheng, Boss He," Aaron Kwok greeted Jiang Beicheng respectfully as he approached, using the proper workplace titles used in mainland China.

The three smiled and nodded.

"Congratulations!" Jiang Beicheng said with a smile.

"You flatter me, Mr. Jiang." Aaron Kwok warmly invited, "If you haven't had enough fun, Mr. Jiang, let's have another round."

Jiang Beicheng looked at He Long and Zheng Zhigang with a smile.

Aaron Kwok does have some talent.

In this situation, "apologizing and admitting fault" is the worst thing to do.

Jiang Beicheng is petty; people say this wealthy inland businessman can't handle such things...

However, to remain silent and continue to enjoy the victory would be disrespectful to President Jiang.

The best way is to pretend that you know each other well and come over to mingle with Jiang Beicheng and the others.

Aaron Kwok's wife was nervous and worried for him, wondering if her husband had made the right bet on Jiang Beicheng.
Jiang Beicheng joked, "I'm not playing anymore. I just came to soak up the atmosphere and have some fun."

Aaron Kwok won the lottery tonight, may he share in the joy?

Aaron Kwok smiled and said, "I'll arrange it right away, Mr. Jiang."

Since President Jiang is giving him a chance to perform, we must make sure he has all the necessary arrangements for food, drink, and entertainment.

He Long reminded him, "Mr. Jiang wants to visit the night market in Sham Shui Po." Aaron Kwok understood and nodded with a smile, "I'll have someone go and arrange it right away."

"Evinson?"

Zheng Zhigang: "Edwin is fine."

"I trust Mr. Zheng's judgment." Jiang Beicheng smiled and put his arm around Zheng Zhigang's shoulder. Zheng Zhigang patted Jiang Beicheng's shoulder with a smile.

Aaron Kwok guessed that President Jiang wanted to experience Hong Kong's nightlife. The reason was simple: with Boss He and Boss Zheng hosting him, the dinner table President Jiang was attending couldn't be bad.

I guess they're tired of the delicacies, fine wines, and expensive cigarettes and want a change.

The night market in Sham Shui Po, Kowloon Peninsula is quite good. Ai Wensheng is a very famous restaurant that has attracted many celebrities to visit and many wealthy entrepreneurs to dine there.

Whatever President Jiang wants to do, he can arrange it.

For him, it was an honor to have the chance to host three bigwigs.

After leaving the Diamond Hall and arriving at the parking lot, Jiang Beicheng saw Aaron Kwok's Pagani Zonda King.

King is a special license plate.

The car model is an upgraded version of the Pagani Zonda 760.

This car is very famous.

It enjoys a high reputation throughout Asia and even the world.

Not only is it the first of its kind in Asia, but it also has the autograph of Mr. Pagani himself.

Everyone in the car world knows that Aaron Kwok is the first Asian owner of a Pagani Zonda 760.

He bought this car more than ten years ago for about 30 million yuan, but based on its current resale value, it's easily worth over 100 million yuan.

Jiang Beicheng went up to admire it, and He Long followed. He had seen the car several times and had even talked to Aaron Kwok privately about wanting to collect it, but Aaron Kwok loved cars more than anything.

Holon didn't insist.

"We finally decided to bring it out today!" He Long joked.

Jiang Beicheng patted Guo Fucheng on the shoulder: "Asia's number one player!"

Aaron Kwok humbly said, "A car is like a horse; you still need to take it out for a spin when you have time."

"President Jiang, would you like to experience it?"

I'm going to throw the key to Jiangbei City.

Jiang Beicheng joked, "I still prefer the sound of a 16-cylinder engine."

"Hahaha, I'm no match for you," Aaron Kwok laughed as he replied.

The sound of a V12 engine, apart from the naturally aspirated sound of a Lamborghini which is somewhat pleasant to listen to, is generally not very pleasant to listen to. The Pagani is also not very good to listen to.

Of course, opinions on this matter vary.

Jiang Beicheng simply prefers the layered and jarring feel of the W16 engine.

Some players also think the W16 sounds awful. During a cold start, each of the 16 cylinders seems to be working independently, making a crackling sound like a tractor, and requiring several attempts to ignite.

However, at high RPMs, the W16's exhaust note is particularly pleasant.

Zheng Zhigang, this great artist, is not that interested in this area, and he is also quite low-key, always traveling in a business car or executive sedan.

Today it's just a regular Alphard.

However, it cannot be denied that he is the most capable among them.

At a certain level, cars are no longer a symbol of status and wealth.

Aaron Kwok understands this principle as well. Although his Pagani is now worth a lot of money, more expensive than the cars of the three big shots, it doesn't change his attitude of flattery and sycophancy.

You can only compare yourself to people at the same level or in lower social circles to find a sense of superiority.

It's impossible to compare with those above you; even having the thought of comparing yourself to them is dangerous.

This is the social hierarchy and servile mentality that humanity has developed to this point.

"Mr. Jiang, I'll show you the way." Aaron Kwok got into the lane, not to show off, but just afraid that Mr. Jiang wouldn't be used to Hong Kong's left-hand driving rule.

Jiang Beicheng nodded and followed behind Guo Fucheng and He Long in their cars to experience the night market culture of the port city.

(End of this chapter)