Chapter 203: Opportunity to become an angel investor

The exchange for a split second was not noticed by the others.

With Tin Chiu Hung smoothing things over, the vast majority of people present didn't take this matter to heart.

In fact.

Li Luo also sat a bit to the side.

He automatically and consciously kept a certain distance from Charmaine Sheh.

After all, it was Tin Chiu Hung who called him out to play; he couldn't take the initiative to attack his friend's woman, that would seem somewhat uninteresting.

He also didn't bother with the girl anymore, the main person had already expressed dissatisfaction.

There was no need to deepen the misunderstanding.

He happily guessed fingers and drank with Michael Tse.

Among the *Young and Dangerous* movies, except for Pheasant, the character Li Luo liked was Tai Tin Yee; Michael Tse was currently neither hot nor cold, but later he would become popular again thanks to *Lives of Omission*.

In the variety show *Call Me by Fire*, he also had a good performance.

He was a Hong Kong star with very strong business capabilities.

An actor from the mainland who could kill his way to Hong Kong to play the male lead in a movie, no matter what, his background wouldn't be bad; Michael Tse also intended to befriend Li Luo.

The two guessed fingers and played happily.

He was playing happily.

Benny Chan, however, felt very unhappy in his heart; they were laughing and talking before he came, but after he came, they put on an appearance of not knowing each other; in his view, this Li Luo was just trying to cover up.

With Tin Chiu Hung's words, he couldn't find trouble with the other party.

He could only vent his anger on Charmaine Sheh.

Not only did he treat her with a cold face, but he also deliberately laughed and drank with a few other women.

At the beginning.

There was still some pretense.

But as the alcohol went to his head, he soon became dissolute; all kinds of shoulder-hugging and back-patting went without saying, and whispering and laughing were unavoidable; it was completely the appearance of someone who came out to play normally.

While drinking, Li Luo was also observing these people.

Tin Chiu Hung was also a dissolute young master.

Before, at the nightclub, with Sammo Hung present, his behavior was still restrained; now that there was no one here to suppress him, he played happily, hugging and kissing the girls.

From time to time, he would also grope the nipples.

He played with such high spirits, no longer having the appearance of having a sore waist and back just now.

The Hong Kong girls' style was also heroic; they didn't care at all about his small groping, but instead giggled and lay on Tin Chiu Hung.

If they could hook the eldest son of the Hung family.

It was also a good choice.

Even if you don't catch anything, who could refuse a fun and carefree night after a hard day of filming?

Many girls in Hong Kong and Taiwan don't take casual encounters too seriously; when the mood strikes, everyone just enjoys a night or two of friendship, and it's not a matter of who's losing out or who's taking advantage of whom.

Michael Tse, this 'Young and Dangerous' guy, was quite well-behaved.

Teasing and chatting of course happened.

But his hands and feet were very clean.

Just with such a toss, Charmaine Sheh's mood was very depressed; Benny Chan was flirting with other women right in front of her, making her hold a belly full of fire.

It wasn't easy to vent in this occasion, so she could only drink one cup after another.

And had to pretend to be as if nothing had happened.

Everyone in the booth had their own thoughts.

The band's performance became increasingly brisk, making the atmosphere of Lan Kwai Fong increasingly intense.

Everywhere was the noise of drinking and making merry.

Arriving past three o'clock in the morning.

Li Luo sipped his wine and stood up to walk to the restroom.

After washing his hands.

He summoned the waiter to signal for the bill.

He still had to film tomorrow morning, how could he drink all night with these people?

After two hours of consumption.

Several thousand Hong Kong dollars flew out of his wallet.

But for his current self, to use a Cantonese phrase, it was just a splash of water, and he had no pressure to consume occasionally.

Arriving beside the booth.

He unexpectedly discovered that Charmaine Sheh had already disappeared.

Benny Chan, however, was left and right, playing happily; this guy had a pretty-boy appearance, and coupled with his good career development, he still had a very good relationship with women.

His handsome face was covered in quite a few lipstick marks.

"Tin Chiu Hung."

"Michael Tse."

"Benny Chan."

Li Luo picked up his wine glass and signaled a circle: "The bill has already been paid, I'll go back to rest first, still have to film tomorrow morning."

As soon as these words came out, Tin Chiu Hung became anxious.

"Who told you to pay the bill."

He struggled to stand up and reached into his pocket.

The words about asking to treat to drinks before were just a joke; the Jianghu spirit of the Hung family class was still quite strong in him; usually when coming out to play, Tin Chiu Hung was always the one responsible for paying.

But his action of standing up was pressed down by Li Luo in one go.

"Don't make a scene."

Toasting a circle, he put down the empty glass and smiled: "I'm leaving, everyone have a chance to drink again."

Fisting with Michael Tse.

Li Luo also waved to the few girls present.

Walking outside leisurely.

"This big circle boy."

Benny Chan looked at his back drunkenly and said in Cantonese: "The attitude is very arrogant!"

"People have the ability to be arrogant."

Tin Chiu Hung rolled his eyes and tapped the glass: "It's just having a drink with Ah Sheh, do you have to be so petty? Don't look at Li Luo as looking scholarly, one punch can beat you to waste."

"Someone treats you to a drink, and you still can't stop your mouth?"

"Is it really that powerful!"

Benny Chan first expressed strong doubt, then laughed and said: "Who told you to call Ah Sheh over? If she wasn't angered away, how could we play happily?"

"Hahaha."

A burst of laughter rang out in the booth.

The few Hong Kong girls also raised their small pink fists and hammered Benny Chan.

Walking out of the bar.

The whole person felt refreshed.

Scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes, there were indeed two or three guys holding cameras hiding in the corners; these guys had bright eyes, waiting to capture the drunken state of celebrities.

He didn't seem to be on their list.

Eyes meeting.

The cameras in the paparazzi's hands didn't move at all.

Li Luo didn't care; he wrapped the towel around his neck to cover most of his face, and walked down along the street of Lan Kwai Fong.

Neon lights under the night, urban men and women drunk.

Traditional character signs.

Plus Hong Kong police on patrol.

The scenes before his eyes had quite a bit of cyberpunk psychedelic color.

"Don't mess with me, let go."

A distance further down, a familiar voice drifted from the front.

Drunken.

Speaking somewhat laboriously.

Because of the cold weather, the woman wore dark jeans and a black jacket, and also wore a duck-bill cap on her head, looking very low-key.

Although dressed conservatively.

But the straight legs wrapped in pants, and that full buttocks.

Still made it easy for people to judge that she had a very good foundation, so it was no wonder she was being hit on by foreigners.

Although it was just a back view, Li Luo easily judged through the body shape and voice that the other party was precisely Charmaine Sheh; the woman was being surrounded by two foreigners, and they were pulling her arm, indicating they wanted to have a drink with her.

"Hey."

He walked over quickly and roared: "Fuck off!"

"This is my friend."

Li Luo's words kept coming, shouting sternly: "Do you want me to call the police?"

His English level was quite good.

At the very least, daily communication was no problem.

Li Luo was tall, but the foreigners' physique was also good, and they had the advantage in numbers, so the two weren't afraid of him at all, but they were very afraid of the latter sentence.

"Whoa~"

The foreigners immediately gave up entanglement and raised their hands: "Calm down, we just want to make a friend, we're leaving now."

There were plenty of girls in Lan Kwai Fong, no need to deal with the police.

Hong Kong police don't fear foreigners.

Catch them if they should be caught.

Interestingly, Li Luo spoke English to them, but those two guys spoke authentic Cantonese.

Cursing a few times in a low voice.

The foreigners left with a hint of unwillingness.

"Are you okay?"

Li Luo stepped forward to support the staggering Charmaine Sheh.

Having been drinking gloomily cup after cup, the woman was now flushed, her eyes becoming somewhat hazy.

"Who are you?"

Charmaine Sheh shook her head; she squinted her eyes to look at the guy wrapped in a scarf in front of her.

Having no choice, Li Luo pulled open the scarf.

"Oh."

Looking at this familiar yet somewhat strange face, Charmaine Sheh steadied herself, shook off his hand, and continued to walk down the slope with staggering steps.

He was too lazy to care about a stranger.

But the other party could also be considered an acquaintance, so Li Luo was afraid she would fall, and could only follow hurriedly.

"What do you want to do?" Coldly, Charmaine Sheh glanced over: "Why follow me out? Weren't you very happy drinking with those women just now?"

"If I remember correctly."

Li Luo looked confused, spreading his hands: "I only drank specifically with you just now, right?"

Her mouth opened, and Charmaine Sheh lowered her head again.

She did only drink specifically with her, but precisely because of that, it led to her leaving the bar alone now.

"I still have to film tomorrow morning, so I left early." Li Luo looked at this guy with a flushed face and said to himself: "Please rest assured, I am absolutely not the stalker you imagine."

"I didn't mean that."

Charmaine Sheh waved her hand, indicating she didn't think so.

Regardless of whether she did or not.

Confirming the other party had recovered her sobriety, Li Luo quickened his pace a few times and continued to walk towards the intersection in front.

"Slow down."

The woman followed with small steps, frowning at him: "Don't you ask why I left early?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

Li Luo put his hands in his pockets and smiled indifferently.

This sentence.

Choked Charmaine Sheh half to death.

However, with such a sentence, he also slowed his pace slightly; the two walked towards the intersection, one on the left and one on the right; urban men and women who were drunk walked out of the bars around them from time to time, and laughter was endless.

Some people were in the mood, hugging intimately on the street.

Those who were touching each other.

Were also not in the minority.

A breeze blew, and the smell of perfume and alcohol blended together, making the red men and green women slightly drunk.

The light of the street lamp fell on them.

Lengthening the shadows.

"Where do you live?"

When approaching the intersection, Charmaine Sheh's words rang out coldly again.

"Hotel."

Li Luo stopped his steps and waved to a taxi in the distance.

"Be specific."

Charmaine Sheh swayed from the alcohol.

He looked steadily at this woman, and the latter also met his gaze without any politeness, her eyes carrying a hint of provocation.

So, is it this direct?

Facing the provocation.

Li Luo always responded with a tough attitude.

Throwing down the hotel address, he wrapped the scarf tightly and looked deeply at the woman beside him, bent over and drilled into the taxi and drove away.

As for the other party having an owner.

He didn't care at all.

As long as she dared to follow, he would accept it happily.

Anyway, she wasn't Tin Chiu Hung's woman, and Benny Chan's fake smile just now made Li Luo have no psychological pressure.

To say it was indeed somewhat impulsive just now.

But Li Luo's 'if you have the guts, follow me' look made Charmaine Sheh's alcohol rush to her brain instantly; she drilled into the next taxi and told the driver the address the other party had just left.

Benny Chan was hugging and kissing other women right in front of her.

Making her already angry.

Now that the alcohol was up, whether it was revenge or impulse.

Anyway, the taxis drove to the hotel one after another, and the people also took the elevator one after another.

When the door opened with a click.

Looking at the strange man beside her, Charmaine Sheh finally recovered some sobriety; she licked her lips and was about to find an excuse to leave.

The subtle change in expression was instantly captured by Li Luo.

As a gentleman.

Of course, one should respect the other party's wishes.

But Li Luo had nothing to do with a gentleman at this time; how could he let the prey in his mouth slip away? He quickly wrapped his arms around Charmaine Sheh's slender waist and skillfully performed kissing techniques.

The lips and teeth were topped open like a broken bamboo, and he stirred the flexible little goldfish.

The woman pushed his chest.

But he didn't move at all.

After a few moves, she fell into that intense male hormone; this breath was like a flame, instantly igniting the cup after cup of strong liquor Charmaine Sheh had poured down in the bar.

A line of fire rushed from her lower abdomen to the back of her brain, burning her so she didn't know where she was.

"Boom~"

After the muffled sound, the door closed tightly.

In the dim suite with only a few wall lamps lit, the two walked inside with messy steps.

Duck-bill cap.

Jacket.

White T-shirt.

Dark tight jeans.

One piece after another, constantly flying in all directions.

Less than a minute.

Charmaine Sheh lay heavily on the glass curtain wall of the living room; the nipples, which weren't very large but had exceptionally beautiful curves, were also pressed tightly against it, changing into astonishing shapes on the glass.

"Whew~~~"

She exhaled the alcohol breath while trembling all over, and the glass instantly brought up a layer of white mist.

"Wait."

Looking at the brilliant Hong Kong night view in front of her, Charmaine Sheh was shocked: "You, you, you, what is this, slow..."

The neon colors of the entire city suddenly magnified with her eyes.

That thick glass curtain wall.

Blocked any sound.

The colorful light seemed to put a neon dress on the woman, and the light flowed on Charmaine Sheh's perfect waist with rhythm and exceptionally rapid speed.

The white mist sprayed on the glass also came more urgently!

【Sometimes, what's in someone else's bowl is more fragrant】

【Indulgence successful】

【Reward: Line experience +40】

As Li Luo held Charmaine Sheh heavily in his arms, the system's prompt quietly appeared before his eyes.

The personal panel opened.

The values above changed along with the woman's twitching.

The line level successfully turned from entry to proficiency, and countless emotional injections when reciting lines, as well as the grasp of tone and rhythm, were integrated into his mind, turning into a part of his own instinct.

While Li Luo felt the joy of the skill upgrade.

Charmaine Sheh also buried her fingertips deeply into the muscles of his back, her eyeballs unable to control themselves and rolling upward, and her body suspended in mid-air also twitched like a cramp.

"You, you."

It wasn't until a while later that she unconsciously said in Cantonese: "Are you a beast, how can you do this???"

Nearly five or six minutes.

In these three hundred-plus seconds of rushing to the clouds.

Her feet hadn't touched the ground, what kind of monster is this!

"Mm!"

Being said so by the other party, Li Luo nodded in agreement: "It's indeed a bit tired, let's change places."

"Shit!!!"

Charmaine Sheh focused her attention on her body, discovering that the other party didn't have any intention of receding, and her whole body shivered again, unable to help but exclaim: "Are you crazy, still coming?"

Hong Kong speech is always like this, always liking to mix one or two English words in Chinese.

Li Luo had gotten used to it these past few days.

"Otherwise?"

He revealed his clean white teeth, stepped on a puddle of water, and walked towards the bedroom while holding the loudly exclaiming Charmaine Sheh.

The air conditioner blew out warm wind, adding a bit of spring to the suite.

Until the sky was dawning, Charmaine Sheh put on the duck-bill cap again.

She raised her legs with effort again, stuffing them into the tight jeans; the movements that were simple for her usually became exceptionally difficult at this time, and even somewhat panting.

The mood was incomparably happy.

But the body was like having run a marathon.

"Need help?"

Li Luo bit the cigar and exhaled smoke, and picked up the wine glass to drink again: "Are you sure you want to go back? I still have more than three hours before starting work, we can still rest one or two more times."

A simple sentence made Charmaine Sheh change color upon hearing it.

Her head shook like a rattle.

The movements of her hands became much more agile instantly, and in two or three moves, she put on her clothes neatly.

"Li Luo, right."

After tidying her clothes, Charmaine Sheh looked at the man sitting on the sofa.

Her gaze wandered over his abdominal muscles.

"Exactly."

Li Luo bit the cigar and nodded.

"It's just a one-night stand."

Charmaine Sheh first indicated that this was a one-night stand, and continued with her words: "Let what happened here stay in this room, I don't want to hear any rumors anywhere."

"OK?"

This kind of thing, one night is enough.

After putting on her clothes.

A sense of guilt towards Benny Chan suddenly arose in her heart; no matter what, her boyfriend was only acting intimate with others while drinking, not yet to the point of doing this kind of thing.

Don't know what happened to her, she followed him when her head was dizzy.

Although she spent an extremely wonderful night.

But what she should feel guilty about.

She still had to feel guilty!

"No problem."

Li Luo nodded and smiled.

Everyone is an urban man and woman, one must be sensible.

Just enjoy it and that's it.

Where in the world are there so many 'forever'.

"Good!"

Charmaine Sheh stretched out her slender fingers with satisfaction and smiled: "Very happy to meet you, Mr. Li Luo."

"Me too, Ms. Sheh."

Li Luo smiled and tapped the other party's hand.

After a polite and decent farewell, Charmaine Sheh walked towards the door with the crispness of a Hong Kong person, but the awkward pace looked quite uncomposed.

Making Li Luo burst into laughter.

The woman's earlobes turned crimson, and she turned her head to glare at him.

And quickly closed the door.

The room returned to quiet, with only the smoke of the cigar rising.

Drinking a glass of wine.

Li Luo extinguished the cigar, preparing to return to the room to rest.

At this time.

A touch of black came into view.

He raised his eyebrows and walked over, taking out a black thong with lace edges from the crevice of the sofa; the sexy pants were semi-transparent, and various exquisite patterns were embroidered on them.

Just now, he was busy drinking and really didn't notice whether the other party was wearing them.

Shaking his head and laughing lightly.

He walked into the room holding these pants.

Perhaps subconsciously, he left an excuse for Charmaine Sheh to come back to find him again.

Or perhaps he just forgot.

Anyway, leaving them for now was not a bad thing.

After a short rest of three hours, Li Luo, who had regained his energy, took his assistant straight to the set, bypassed the busy staff, and went directly to the rest area to wait for the floor manager to call him.

Coming to the set doesn't necessarily mean working, but one has to hang out here.

How long to hang out.

Depends on the status and schedule.

Some unlucky small supporting actors will hang out for a day, but the news they get is to film another day, and they have nowhere to vent their temper.

Tin Chiu Hung wasn't on the set; the few scenes he had were all night scenes.

Filming for a few more hours tonight.

That guy, it's estimated he could wrap up!

"Luo Ge."

Just sitting on the actor's chair and closing his eyes to rest, Wu Yu walked over with a newspaper and said very softly: "Brother Ming is in the newspaper, weren't you with him last night?"

"In the newspaper!"

Li Luo opened his eyes and took the newspaper: "Good thing or bad thing?"

"I don't know either."

Wu Yu didn't evaluate, sitting on the side.

This was an entertainment tabloid, with a few large photos published in the middle, precisely Tin Chiu Hung and others who were drinking with him in Lan Kwai Fong last night.

Combining the photos together was like a comic strip.

First, a large group of guys walking out of the bar with flushed faces, both men and women, and compared to when he left, there were three or four more people, looking like they had a very good time.

All kinds of shoulder-hugging and back-patting.

However, they still maintained a trace of clarity, knowing that they couldn't be too excessive in Lan Kwai Fong.

Although there were some intimate actions, they couldn't be counted as out of line.

Next, they went their separate ways.

Drilling into cars one after another.

The last part was exciting; under the tracking and filming of the paparazzi, photos of Tin Chiu Hung and Benny Chan hugging two girls and walking into the hotel quickly were recorded.

Perhaps they didn't expect the reporters to follow them.

The actions were quite bold and unrestrained.

Rubbing nipples, pinching buttocks, and before entering the door, they even pulled off their masks and kissed both sides.

That appearance made Li Luo laugh out loud.

Although the photos were very blurry, and they were wearing sunglasses, making it impossible to see their specific faces, one could still judge they were the same person from the clothes they were wearing.

"Good brothers, rise and fall together."

"Deep night appearance of breast-groping man, no, everyone groping each other."

"Pure Duan Yu, left and right kissing!!!"

"Benny Chan loves Lan Kwai Fong, Ah Sheh cries in the toilet."

The usual Hong Kong media headline style, the content was even recorded in detail down to how many times they held hands, and finally, they developed full, detailed, and beautiful imaginations about what they did in the hotel.

These Hong Kong media.

Really knew how to be eye-catching.

Looking at the news in his hand, Li Luo quickly absorbed experience from it.

It is said that among three people, there must be my teacher.

These two guys both taught themselves a good lesson with their 'three people' act.

When going out to play, the target must absolutely not be large, otherwise, it is very easy to be targeted by paparazzi; like them, a large group of people walking out of the bar noisily, it's quite difficult not to be noticed.

No matter how itchy the heart is, as long as it is in a public place, one must keep a distance.

The closer the distance.

The greater the space for people to associate.

If Tin Chiu Hung and the others hadn't been hugging and walking into the hotel like this, even if they were photographed, there wouldn't be anything; a sentence like 'I was drunk and didn't want to go back to disturb my family' would be enough to easily block the matter.

Who stipulated that friends can't stay in the same hotel!

As long as it wasn't photographed by the lens.

Just deny it to the end.

The ambiguous photos in the newspaper now could actually be denied, as long as the face is thick enough.

"Mm."

Putting away the newspaper and handing it to Wu Yu, Li Luo yawned and closed his eyes: "Last night I went out drinking with Brother Ming, but I thought I still had to film today, so I came back very early."

The little assistant believed this sentence deeply.

Most of the time, her boss was still focused on work.

Past conduct.

Made the credibility of his words extremely high.

Li Luo, who closed his eyes, had the sweating figure kneeling on the bed appear in his mind; don't know what kind of reaction Charmaine Sheh would have when seeing this news report.

In a daze, a loud shout came from afar.

"Luo Ge, get ready for makeup!"

"Okay."

Li Luo replied subconsciously, rubbed his eyes, and got up to walk towards the RV with his assistant with large strides.

"Everyone is a friend, hope not to over-interpret."

"Nothing happened, we drank a few more cups, and to not let our families worry, we found a place nearby to rest."

"Suspected change of heart, Ah Sheh and Benny Chan broke out in a fierce quarrel in the car."

Even his uncles had experienced serious injuries.

As long as the effect is good, it's fine.

The camera moved behind Li Luo, and once the angle was confirmed, he continued the previous action, swinging Hung Tin-ming into the car door and roaring: "Do you have any idea how many people a gun can kill?"

"Eat shit!"

Hung Tin-ming, face flushed and veins bulging in his neck, cursed loudly.

"Cut."

Ye Ye Weixin was very satisfied and shouted to the props team: "Bring out the dummy, let Li Luo throw a punch."

"Tin-ming, good job, take a break."

It was called a punch,

but to get the shot right, Li Luo had swung a dozen punches at the dummy wearing the same clothes.

That feeling of anger—

for him, it was now something he could master with ease.

As he kept hitting,

Li Luo's emotions surged.

When Ye Ye Weixin called for one more take, he pulled his body back quickly, the sweat on his arm vibrating into a mist as he thrust out, slamming into the dummy's head with a loud boom.

After that dull thud,

the dummy's neck joint tore instantly, its head flying off and rolling across the floor.

The entire crew was left dumbfounded.

Hung Tin-ming shivered, imagining that if that punch had landed on his own head, he might really have become the idiot from the script.

He smacked his lips.

Donnie Yen looked silently at the monitor.

That punch kept repeating on the screen, and even just from the footage, one could feel its power.

"Director, how was it?"

Shaking out his hands, Li Luo walked up behind the monitor.

"Excellent."

Withdrawing his gaze from Li Luo's muscular arms, Ye Ye Weixin pointed to the monitor: "We'll definitely have to cut the shot where the head flies off, but the emotion and explosive power before that were perfect."

"Take a break, now it's Tin-ming's turn."

High-fiving Donnie Yen,

Li Luo turned and walked toward the rest area by the street.

It was just a few folding chairs surrounded by caution tape; there was no luxury to speak of.

As he walked those few steps, the Hong Kong crew members cast their eyes on him; after the news from the press conference broke, many had actually thought he was just bragging.

Now, after seeing those dozen punches, that thought had vanished completely.

"Brother Luo."

Wu Yu held a towel in one hand and a water bottle in the other.

"Thanks, I don't need the towel yet."

Taking the bottle, Li Luo gulped down the mineral water.

He watched Ye Ye Weixin giving Hung Tin-ming direction.

The next scene would be a real test of the guy's acting, as he had to convincingly portray the state of being beaten into unconsciousness and convulsions.

After resting for a few minutes,

he handed the bottle to Wu Yu and went over to help Hung Tin-ming with the scene.

Tonight,

the guy had suffered greatly.

Not to mention all the throwing and hitting, he had been pulled by wires onto the car roof over and over again until he fell in the exact way the director wanted.

By one in the morning, the night shoot finally wrapped up.

Calls for late-night snacks

rang out everywhere.

After changing in the trailer, Li Luo tossed the keys to Wu Yu and walked briskly toward Hung Tin-ming, who was waving from not far away.

Wang Fei had already returned to Beijing to see her daughter.

If he didn't take this opportunity to go out and have some fun, how could he justify this trip to Hong Kong?

The good news he'd received from Zhang Zhang Jizhong that evening was even more reason to celebrate.

"Brother Ming."

Fist-bumping, Li Luo laughed at Hung Tin-ming, who was stumbling as he walked: "Are you sure you still want to go drinking in this state? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to find a bonesetter?"

"Damn it~"

Hung Tin-ming insisted he was perfectly fine, holding his waist as he said: "Don't underestimate your Brother Tin-ming, I'll take you to pick up some foreign girls right now."

"Lan Kwai Fong!"

Waving to hail a taxi, he shouted and dove inside.

Lan Kwai Fong is located in Central.

It is packed with bars and restaurants of all sizes, belonging to a mid-to-high-end consumption area, and its nightlife vibe is deeply loved by the middle class and expatriates.

Even though it was past one in the morning,

for this place, it was the busiest time of all.

Lan Kwai Fong's reputation is legendary.

But once he actually arrived, Li Luo felt a bit disappointed; to put it bluntly, it was just a bar street on a slope.

Aside from more foreign girls, more long white legs, and more revealing outfits,

it didn't seem particularly special.

Two foreign girls walked toward them, both wearing black spaghetti-strap tank tops, swaying as they walked.

They really didn't mind the cold.

Besides the tank tops, they weren't wearing anything else underneath.

Their nipples were standing right up!

Hmm.

Nothing special.

Nothing more than bigger, and even bigger.

"How about it?"

Hung Tin-ming nudged Li Luo's arm, his tone seductive: "If you see someone you like, just be bold and go over, invite them for a drink; it doesn't matter if your English isn't good."

"As long as you take off your mask, and with that physique of yours,"

"you'll kill it with the foreign girls!"

"Not interested."

Under the flirtatious gazes of the two foreign girls, Li Luo quickly looked away: "Their arm hair is longer than mine, it's kind of creepy."

Most foreign girls can't stand close inspection.

You can't handle it if you look too closely!

"True."

Hung Tin-ming took a glance and scratched his mask: "They go out to play and don't even know how to shave."

In a place like this, paparazzi are inevitable.

Wearing a mask

was to avoid trouble.

In reality, Hong Kong stars sometimes have no airs at all; they go out to events with at most one or two assistants, ride bikes, or go to the market to buy groceries, often going about their business alone.

Unlike the mainland entertainment industry of later generations, let alone big stars—

even C-list variety show guests would want to call twenty or thirty security guards to hold hands and form a human wall to clear the way for them.

Utterly pretentious!

They walked up the slope.

On the roadside, urban men and women were in groups of three or five, dressed in relatively cool and fashionable clothes; these people stood on the street chatting and drinking, with laughter ringing out from time to time, and the atmosphere was actually quite good.

To use a more "petit bourgeois" term,

it had a great sense of relaxation.

And it was genuine relaxation, not the fake kind that the Shanghai petit bourgeois pretend to have.

They stopped at a bar with an elegant environment.

There were men in black suits standing guard at the door, and a small sign in both Chinese and English was placed to the side, reading "Private Club, Non-members please stay back."

Hung Tin-ming took off his mask and used his face to get in.

"My friend."

Throwing that out, he led Li Luo swaggering inside: "There are quite a few private clubs like this in Lan Kwai Fong, all provided for the leisure and entertainment of people with a certain level of spending power."

"Don't worry about paparazzi, those people can't get in."

"Take off your mask."

Inside the bar, it was nothing like the deafening roar Li Luo had expected.

Booths were scattered throughout the hall, a band on stage was playing an unknown English song, and colorful neon lights wandered everywhere, creating a perfect atmosphere.

But it wasn't too noisy.

It was indeed a great place to relax in one's spare time.

"I also called a few friends."

Hung Tin-ming walked inside as if he were at home: "They should have arrived already."

Amidst the music, they soon reached a slightly larger booth.

Looking at the few people sitting inside,

Li Luo's pace faltered.

Inside, there were two familiar faces.

Michael Tse.

The actor who played "Tai Tin Yee" in *Young and Dangerous*.

Charmaine Sheh.

Ding Xiaojia from *Line Walker*, who would later become the true queen of Hong Kong dramas.

Besides these two, there were a few other girls, but he didn't recognize them; they were likely models in the industry or minor TVB actresses.

Under Hung Tin-ming's introduction, Li Luo nodded and greeted them one by one.

"Hellos" rang out constantly.

The girls had already been quite happy to see Li Luo's appearance, and now that they heard from Hung Tin-ming that he was the lead in *SPL: Sha Po Lang*, their attitudes became even friendlier, a sense of camaraderie among peers.

As he sat down, he inadvertently revealed his Patek Philippe watch.

Their attitude instantly shifted from friendly to enthusiastic.

In truth, their mindset wasn't about trying to curry favor or get something out of him.

It was exactly what Wang Fei had said earlier: "Respect the clothes first, then the person."

Hong Kong has always been money-first.

Over the decades, Hong Kong people have formed a psychology of admiring the strong; their attitude toward the wealthy is always to look up to them, subconsciously categorizing people into different social classes based on their financial power.

They are also well-versed in all kinds of luxury goods.

In their eyes, Li Luo, wearing a Patek Philippe, definitely counted as wealthy.

In fact, don't let the glamorous appearance of Hong Kong artists fool you.

TVB's stinginess is well-known, and news often breaks about minor supporting actors needing to take side jobs just to make ends meet.

So, among those present,

honestly, there weren't many richer than Li Luo.

Welcomed warmly by everyone, he soon blended into the atmosphere of Lan Kwai Fong, playing drinking games with familiar faces, trying to shake off the day's fatigue.

"What happened to you?"

While playing "15-20," Charmaine Sheh noticed Li Luo's knuckles; the lead actress from *Beyond the Realm of Conscience* naturally grabbed his hand to take a look.

The skin was broken, as if he'd just been in a fight.

"Just filming."

Li Luo explained casually, smiling as he raised his glass: "Hello, Miss Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, I am Zhang Zhang Wuji."

In the Lawrence Ng version of *Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre*, she was the actress who played Zhou Zhou Zhiruo.

If he remembered correctly,

this girl was also a Miss Hong Kong second runner-up.

Her figure and appearance were really quite good.

"Zhang Zhang Wuji?"

Charmaine Sheh looked very confused.

"That's right!"

Hung Tin-ming, sitting nearby, remembered something and quickly chimed in: "Ah Sheh, you played Zhou Zhou Zhiruo in Hong Kong, and Li Luo played Zhang Zhang Wuji in the mainland; I think it's necessary for you two to have a drink."

Since they were on the same crew, he knew a little bit about Li Luo's resume.

"Isn't that right?"

Charmaine Sheh's eyes widened, and she immediately grabbed her glass: "Hahaha, that's really too coincidental, it seems inappropriate not to have a drink with you, my apologies, my apologies."

This woman had a very infectious laugh.

Her fair skin, under the neon lights, carried a hint of pink.

"Miss Zhou, please."

Li Luo flashed his pearly white teeth, and after clinking glasses lightly with her, he downed the whiskey in one gulp.

He was straightforward.

Charmaine Sheh didn't hesitate either.

With a purse of her red lips, the amber liquid vanished completely.

Once they set their glasses down,

Hung Tin-ming, Michael Tse, and the others cheered and applauded.

"Wow, you guys."

Just as the booth was getting rowdy, another familiar figure appeared, rolling up their sleeves; the person sat down next to Charmaine Sheh without ceremony and casually draped an arm over her shoulder:

"That's not cool, drinking without waiting for me."

"What should I call this little brother?"

As he spoke, he looked at Li Luo with a provocative gaze while raising his glass: "How about you have a drink with me?"

This guy had just seen the two of them happily clinking glasses, so he made this obvious move to stake his claim; anyone could hear the tone in his voice.

Charmaine Sheh felt embarrassed by his behavior, but she didn't resist the arm around her shoulder.

"Surname Li, given name Luo."

Pouring half a glass of whiskey, Li Luo raised his hand to clink glasses with Benny Chan: "Mr. Chan, nice to meet you."

His portrayal of Duan Yu was an absolute classic on the screen.

A childhood idol for countless people.

He hadn't expected him to have this kind of relationship with Charmaine Sheh; now that the main man had arrived, it seemed he would have to shift his target.

"Just have a drink and get to know each other." Facing Benny Chan's gaze, Hung Tin-ming waved his hand impatiently: "Don't think about those irrelevant things, come, come, come, let's all toast together."

With his intentions exposed, Benny Chan looked awkward.

But he quickly adjusted his expression.

At Hung Tin-ming's urging, everyone present raised their glasses noisily.

"Sorry!"

While no one was looking, Charmaine Sheh silently apologized to Li Luo.