Hong Kong film: People in Wo Luen Shing, summoning the King of Fighters.

The coin hit the turtle's tongue, veered off course, and fell into the water.

She opened her hand; she only had one coin left.

Just then, Chen Jialuo walked up, took her hand, stood behind her, and said, "If you can't get in, you can call me. If we come together, maybe we can get in."

Huang Yazi's heart skipped a beat. The next moment, Chen Jialuo said, "Throw!" the spoon.

Chapter 382 Wishes Won't Come True If You Speak Them Aloud

The coin slipped from his hand and landed squarely on the turtle's tongue.

Huang Yazi burst into tears of joy, turned around and hugged Chen Jialuo, jumping up and down, saying, "It's in! It's in! Look, it really is in!"

Chen Jialuo was somewhat infected by her smile and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Yes, you're in now, you can make a wish."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yazi quickly turned around to face the wishing well, clasped her hands together, and silently said in her heart, "I want to be with Jialuo for the rest of my life, and may we live a peaceful and healthy life without illness or disaster."

After making her wish, Huang Yazi opened her eyes, her eyelashes still slightly damp.

Chen Jialuo looked at "370" and asked, "What wish did you just make?"

Huang Yazi glanced at him sideways and said, "Wishes won't come true if you say them out loud, do you understand?"

Chen Jialuo shrugged and said, "Okay, where do you want to go next?"

Huang Yazi said, "Let's go see a movie. Titanic is very popular, but I haven't seen it yet. Don't you have a movie theater? Let's go to your theater and watch it. Getting a couple of internal tickets shouldn't be difficult."

The video arcades could no longer meet the demand, so Chen Jialuo upgraded them into movie theaters.

Chen Jialuo laughed and said, "Of course it's not difficult. Let's go to the nearest mad dog's place."

As he spoke, he made a phone call to the mad dog.

..

The movie theater had two entrances; Chen Jialuo went through the VIP entrance and chose the best viewing area. As soon as they entered, they saw the theater was packed.

Most of these people were couples, holding popcorn and cola. Outside food wasn't allowed in, and to prevent trouble, a tall, burly henchman was watching over them at the very back.

When the henchman saw Chen Jialuo, he excitedly walked up to greet him. Chen Jialuo waved his hand, and the henchman tactfully left.

Titanic truly lives up to its worldwide reputation. Even though it's been five months since its release, the theaters are still packed. It's showing three times a day, with single tickets priced at 49,9.

In a single day, Chen Jialuo could earn 50,000 yuan from just this one film. Every month, the cinema's net profit was 3 million yuan, excluding Lin Huai Le. With his share of the profits, it would be around 4 million yuan.

Chan Ka-lok also plans to open a cinema in the newly developed North Point. The population density in North Point is no less than that of Tsim Sha Tsui and Causeway Bay. Although it is a slum with lower spending power, it has the advantage of a large population.

Besides the movie theater, he also wants to open a chain of breakfast shops, selling soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns, but running a breakfast shop is very complicated and hard work.

But that's not something a boss should be thinking about; what he should be thinking about is how to make more money.

Like many girls, Huang Yazi was in tears after watching the movie, especially when she saw Jack give up his chance to live to Rose; she couldn't stop crying.

She gripped Chen Jialuo's hand tighter and tighter, as if Chen Jialuo were Brother Jie and she were Rousi.

Even after the movie ended, she couldn't recover for a long time. Walking down the street, she suddenly blurted out, "Would you die for me?"

This question truly baffled Chen Jialuo. He had never considered that he might die. After all, he was now a local tyrant, and many people wanted him dead, but none of them could kill him.

But what if someone, like Crow did last time, kidnapped his woman and wanted him dead? Would he really slit his own throat for love?

Chen Jialuo thought about it and realized he couldn't do that. All he could do was nip the threat in the bud before it happened. But if it did happen, he would avenge them, tearing their enemies to pieces, and even their entire families to pieces.

But he was still somewhat unwilling to die.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Huang Yazi glared at him and said, "Is this question so difficult to answer? If it were me, I would save you even if it meant sacrificing myself."

Chen Jialuo grabbed her hand and said, "It's not hard to answer. I'm just like you. When that time really comes, your life is the most important thing."

He's thinking about a problem that hasn't happened yet, and might not even happen, so why answer it so seriously? It would only make everyone unhappy later.

Hearing this answer, Huang Yazi smiled with satisfaction and said, "I don't know if you're telling the truth, but I'm really happy to hear it. You wouldn't say that to other women, would you?"

This was another fatal question. 4.7 Chen Jialuo didn't answer. He looked at her and asked in return, "What do you think?"

Huang Yazi said, "I think so."

After saying those four words, she felt she had made a fool of herself, so she stopped asking questions, threw away all her troubles, and pulled Chen Jialuo towards a small alley.

Chen Jialuo followed her, asking as they walked, "Where are we going?"

Huang Yazi said, "Last time I was on duty, I discovered a really delicious mutton soup restaurant. The taste is super authentic and there's not much of a muttony smell, so I wanted to take you there to try it. I guarantee you'll love it the moment you taste it."

Chapter 383 will bring even greater happiness.

The two arrived at a bus stop. Huang Yazi stopped and said she wanted to take the bus, otherwise it was a bit far. Chen Jialuo initially wanted to suggest driving, but then thought better of it and didn't say so.

He spent the least amount of time with Huang Yazi compared to any of his women. He'd let her arrange things herself today; he'd just be her companion.

The buses in Hong Kong at that time had a distinctly British feel. The trams ran on fixed tracks, and their bright red color gave them a rustic charm.

There were two floors. After the car stopped, two people got on from the front. As soon as they entered, they saw a dirty and noisy environment filled with the sounds of various people talking.

Huang Yazi did not stay on the first floor. A staircase that could only be passed by one person at a time rose from the corner of the first floor. Huang Yazi gestured for Chen Jialuo to follow.

The two went up the stairs to the second floor. In winter, there were very few people on the second floor, as everyone was afraid of the cold. Only a very few people were wrapped up tightly and huddled in chairs, some occasionally shaking their legs, and others occasionally breathing on their hands to warm them up.

Huang Yazi found an empty double seat and sat down. As soon as she exhaled, she breathed out a puff of white air. Her face was full of bright smiles, and her expressive eyes winked at Chen Jialuo.

She said, "I've wanted to take a sightseeing bus with you for a long time, and this time it finally came true. It's really even happier than I imagined."

Chen Jialuo held her cold hands, stuffed them into his pocket, and said, "This is nothing, you'll be even happier in the future."

Huang Yazi rested her head on his shoulder and said, "Maybe, but I wish this moment could freeze. A Luo, I haven't asked you about your ideal yet. What is your ideal?"

Chen Jialuo said, "Make lots and lots of money, and don't do things you don't want to do."

Huang Yazi raised her head, looked at him and said, "You've already made enough money. You don't have to do things you don't want to do. Even the prime minister can't completely do that. You can change your ideal."

Chen Jialuo said, "Then you should avoid doing things you don't want to do, and minimize the number of things you do. Ideals are things you can't change; they're like your spirit, the goal you strive for. If you lose your goal, you'll immediately become weak and lose your direction."

Huang Yazi listened quietly, her left hand being held, Chen Jialuo's body heat flowing continuously into her body, and she didn't feel cold at all in this open second floor.

Perhaps this is what it feels like to feel at ease, she thought.

Chen Jialuo asked, "And you, what is your ideal? I guess it's to serve the people, right?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Yazi smiled and said, "That was true before, but things have changed a bit now. Now, I just hope that those I love and those who love me can be safe and healthy, and that's the best thing. As for serving the people without any selfish motives, I can no longer do that."

Sometimes, she didn't know whether this change in her ideals was good or bad, mature or immature. Before she had a job, she held beautiful hopes for the world, but after starting work, she discovered that there was far too much ugliness and far too little beauty in it. This wasn't something one person could change; the most important factor was her boyfriend, a member of the notorious gangsters of recent years. He had countless lives on his hands.

How can she talk about serving the people when she's still working and hasn't resigned? She just wants to lend a hand when he needs her, instead of just watching helplessly.

Chen Jialuo glanced at Huang Yazi, suddenly lost in thought. Her words and tone seemed to carry an indescribable sadness. Yet, her face radiated happiness.

Looking at her, he thought of the other women around him: AMT, Carina, Mai Shiranui, Leona... They were all beautiful and pretty.

But Huang Yazi's beauty was unlike any of theirs; it lacked any wildness or taming. It was a scholarly air and a chivalrous spirit that emanated from her very bones.

Her eyes were large and bright, always radiating confidence. It's understandable; Huang Yazi had been raised in luxury since birth. As her parents' youngest daughter and the only female member of the family, she had never suffered any hardship and was always proud.

Thinking of this, a rare sense of guilt rose in his heart. Huang Yazi had been wronged ever since she met him. What a good family background, what a good girl, yet she liked him even when she was Tommy.

Is this a case of "women don't love men who aren't a little bad"?

Huang Yazi noticed Chen Jialuo's gaze. Thinking that her clothes were somewhat inappropriate, she covered her slightly parted legs with her coat.

At this moment, the driver picked up the horn and announced the stop, "We've arrived at Chunfeng Road. Those going to Hongde Roast Duck can get off here."

Huang Yazi jumped to her feet, pulled Chen Jialuo up, and urged, "Hurry up and get down, we've arrived."

After getting off the bus, I walked about 80 or 90 meters and saw a famous Northeastern mutton restaurant.

Chapter 384 Huang Yazi also smokes

Upon entering, you'll find two rows of tables and benches against the wall, leaving only a narrow passageway about 1.5 meters wide in the middle.

We hadn't even arrived at the restaurant when it was almost full.

The room has a rectangular layout, about 100 square meters. Inside, there's another door near the kitchen. The door is closed, with a sign that reads "No Trespassing." Next to the door are large, open windows through which you can see the busy chefs inside.

To the left of the window is a cashier's counter, where a plump proprietress sits.

Above the cashier's counter were the names and prices of various dishes. As soon as Chen Jialuo and Huang Yazi sat down, a waiter came over to ask them what they wanted to eat.

Huang Yazi ordered two beef pies and a large bowl of mutton offal soup. Then she asked Chen Jialuo what he wanted. Chen Jialuo was tired and hungry from shopping, so he ordered a large portion of hand-pulled mutton and a bowl of mutton offal soup that Huang Yazi recommended.

The waiter asked if they wanted rice, and Huang Yazi looked at Chen Jialuo, who said no. The waiter then said to pay first and then serve the food, which caught Chen Jialuo off guard. In all his time in this world, this was the first time he had ever seen a system where payment was required before serving the food.

Seeing Chen Jialuo looking a bit dazed, Huang Yazi assumed he didn't have any money and offered to pay herself. Chen Jialuo stopped her, saying, "I have money."

A meal costing 200 Hong Kong dollars is considered a high expense for an average family.

Soon, the mutton soup and beef pie were served, both steaming hot. The mutton soup was very white and had a fresh aroma. The beef pie was the size of an adult male's palm and was cut into eight pieces.

Huang Yazi handed a piece to Chen Jialuo, then took one for herself and ate it while it was still hot, breathing on it as she ate.

Seeing her like this, Chen Jialuo couldn't help but join her in eating it while it was still hot. The first taste was the crispy dough, followed by the aroma and chewiness of the beef, all blending together in the mouth.

It was just as good as the fancy meals he had eaten before, and he thought to himself, no wonder Huang Yazi couldn't forget it after just one taste. He thought he could bring Leanna and the others to try it sometime.

Huang Yazi seemed to have seen through his thoughts. She looked up at him and asked, "Are you planning to bring other women here to eat?"