Chapter 124: On Board the Ship, Forget Those on Shore
It was just past three in the afternoon.
Under Zheng Jiayi's guidance, Gu Heng drove through the 1.72-kilometer-long Hongkan Undersea Tunnel, arriving on Xiangjiang Island from the Kowloon Peninsula...
It's no wonder that Hong Kong Island, with only the area of a county, can house several million permanent residents and still have smooth traffic flow, there's some reason for it...
The municipal department had utilized every bit of available space...
Besides countless overpasses, even the seabed had been put to use...
When the Rolls-Royce arrived at the entrance of the Hong Kong Yacht Club headquarters...
Zheng Jiayi, holding a silver case, deftly opened the car door for Gu Heng...
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As for Xu Ying...
Originally, Gu Heng had intended to bring her with him...
But at two o'clock that afternoon, as organizers, the Hong Kong Yacht Club sent Zheng Jiayi a text message with a verification code...
The message clearly stated that each party participant could only bring one companion...
As for the service staff at the party, they would be provided by the yacht club, and only a basic remuneration needed to be paid...
Gu Heng could probably guess what that implied...
It was nothing more than a fear of too much idle talk, revealing the details of the party...
No matter what, Hong Kong Island was no longer the same as it was before '97, and though it still went by the saying "the dance goes on, the race continues," restraint was somewhat necessary...
In this era, no one underestimates the power of the internet's dissemination—otherwise, just like a banquet named after a certain soy sauce brand, it would instantly become known to the entire country...
Wealthy people only want to play with flair...
That doesn't mean they are shameless...
This kind of thing, generally speaking, is kept out of sight if possible, disassociating oneself from it only when it can no longer be concealed...
Otherwise, why were there so few internet revelations about rich people's wild antics in this age of advanced internet?
"Hello, this is a private venue. From 4 pm today until 12 pm tomorrow, outsiders are not allowed to enter. If you are an invited guest, please show your invitation for verification."
The sunglass-wearing doorman stood straight as an arrow, just like in the movies, and quickly blocked the pathway upon seeing Gu Heng and Zheng Jiayi approaching, politely addressing them in Cantonese.
They had seen the two arriving in a Rolls-Royce...
Stopping them was their duty, and the polite tone was due to the status difference...
In Hong Kong Island, the first people to be respected are certainly the wealthy...
Otherwise, Zheng Jiayi wouldn't have mentioned yesterday that, when Gu Heng had checked into the hotel, not even the Chief Executive had the right to disturb Gu Heng's rest...
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Aside from a few common words, Gu Heng couldn't understand the rest...
But he didn't need to, as Zheng Jiayi promptly stepped forward, showing the doorman the text message the yacht club had sent earlier...
The doorman mentally noted the verification code, whispered the digits to another doorman, and only after the device confirmed the code to be valid did they clear the pathway, "I apologize for any unintended offense, sorry for the inconvenience."
Zheng Jiayi didn't say much, just extended her hand to invite Gu Heng inside...
Being in the service industry, she well understood its difficulties.
As for Gu Heng, he couldn't care less. He didn't have any of those bad habits of the rich. As long as no one slapped his face in public, he wouldn't feel offended by mere words...
After all, he had lived like this for over twenty years, not so delicate.
"Mr. Gu, the Entourage is already docked earlier than scheduled at the yacht club's berth. I'll now contact the yacht club staff to take us to the yacht.
The beverages, snacks, and daily supplies have also been arranged, enough for over 30 to 40 people to use."
Gu Heng nodded, glimpsing the silver case in Zheng Jiayi's hand, he couldn't help reminding her, "You better hold onto that case properly; don't drop it into the sea."
Hearing Gu Heng's reminder, Zheng Jiayi's already sweaty palms tightened instantly, gripping the handle of the case firmly and nodding emphatically, "Rest assured, Mr. Gu, even if I fall into the sea, this case won't!"
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In the yacht club's huge second-floor rest area, the place was bustling with people...
Looking around, one to two hundred women of varying shapes and alluring postures, clad in diverse attire, chatted in small groups...
"A few days ago, the company took me to Ao Island for a private pool party of some Ao Island tycoon, 30,000 for one night! And we stayed at the New Lisboa Hotel. I took many stunning photos and posted them on Facebook, did you see them?
Quite the spendthrift tycoon! Too bad he had us leave after the party ended, not keeping a single one."
A fiery model in her 20s, shrouded in a sheer wrap that barely concealed her bikini underneath, bragged to her girlfriends about her trip from the previous days...
Although these girls were generally just in their early twenties, the age for university studies...
They spoke unabashedly, as if all this were a regular part of their lives...
Modesty was a thing long depleted in them, only their beautiful exteriors remaining visible...
"Summer really has the connections, huh? Traveled to Ao Island and even made 30,000 dollars, unlike us, always pushing and never getting a glance...
If it really comes down to it, I might even settle for some average Joe. It'd be settling, but at least I could scrape something together, otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to afford makeup."
"Forget the average Joe, with the little they make in a month, even if they spent it all on me, it wouldn't be enough for a few luxury bags. I still prefer mingling with the rich; spending one night with them earns more than six months with a laborer~ If I don't make the most of my youth and beauty, I might really have to settle for some regular guy in a few years."