Chapter 1093: Big Shot Gathering

Zhou Andong waved his hand and was about to say something when Jian Qiu spoke first: "Go ahead. I'll give you $500,000 in operational funds."

Zhou Andong immediately shut his mouth. Seeing that Zhou Andong didn't object, Wu Chao turned and left.

Before he was fifteen, the person Wu Chao respected most was his father, the man who carried the hopes of their family on his shoulders.

Before he was twenty-five, the person he respected most was the old squad leader who hit or scolded him as soon as he entered the army.

When he was young and ignorant, he was full of resentment toward the old squad leader's beatings and scoldings, but in the end, the old squad leader sacrificed himself to save him.

In the third year of the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, their unit was transferred to the front line.

To this day, he still cannot forget that iron-blooded tough guy lying on him, covered in blood.

There were more than ten bloody holes in his back, gushing blood, and no matter how he tried to plug them, he couldn't stop it.

And now, the person he respects most is Zhou Andong, not just because Zhou Andong arranged jobs for those veterans whose lives had fallen into difficulty.

More than that, it was the sense of justice for his country in Zhou Andong's heart. He was a soldier, someone who had rolled in piles of dead bodies, and that sense of responsibility and patriotic sentiment was stronger than anyone else's.

So he treated Zhou Andong as his own kind, not as a boss. When he received Jian Qiu's call and learned that Zhou Andong's life was threatened, his first thought was to completely eliminate this threat.

Wu Chao left the hotel and got into a taxi. "Dalaohui Chinatown."

Three years ago, he received a letter from Xiangjiang. It was sent by his brother, the kind of brother on the battlefield to whom he could entrust his back.

The letter introduced some of the situations of this brother after he retired, including how he went to Xiangjiang and how he met a noble person, and asked him to come over too.

But he silently put that letter away. Although his brother didn't elaborate on who this noble person was or what specific work he did, he could guess what his brother was doing in Xiangjiang.

Because people like them had no skills and no education; the only thing they knew how to do was pull a trigger and kill.

"Arrived!" the driver said in broken Mandarin.

Wu Chao paid the fare, pushed the door open, and got out, looking up at the neon sign above his head that read 'Dalaohui Chinatown'.

This was the address his brother left in the letter. It had been three years; he didn't know if his brother was still here.

If he wasn't, he would have to think of another way.

Wu Chao stepped onto the steps, pushed the door open, and walked in.

This was a Chinese-style nightclub, which was very popular in Xiangjiang in this era. It provided Chinese-style dinners or banquets and had a dance floor for customers to dance. Performances mainly included singers singing Chinese and Western pop songs, or Cantonese opera performances.

The more famous ones had healthy performance natures, suitable for children to enjoy, and also undertook large-scale activities for groups or commercial organizations, such as anniversary banquets.

Before performance venues like the Queen Elizabeth Stadium and the Hong Kong Coliseum were completed, Chinese-style nightclubs were the venues for concerts by popular singers.

Before the 1980s, it was the peak period for Chinese-style restaurant nightclubs, with famous ones like the Ocean Palace and the Haicheng Restaurant Nightclub, which used gorgeous decorations to attract customers.

The Haicheng Nightclub could accommodate up to 1,600 spectators, and many stars and big names had held concerts there. Being able to perform on stage at Haicheng was a symbol of popularity and box office appeal.

For example, Xu Xiaofeng, Luo Wen, Xu Guanjie, Deng Li Jun, Chen Baiqiang, Zhen Ni, Yao Surong, etc., all successively moved into Haicheng to sing.

Of course, Dalaohui Chinatown couldn't compare to a venue like Haicheng, and they weren't on the same level, but it also had a certain degree of popularity.

Wu Chao entered the nightclub, and there was another door inside, which was closed, with the singing inside faintly coming out.

Two burly men stood at the door, and seeing Wu Chao, they reached out to stop him.

"Ticket!"

Wu Chao said, "I'm looking for someone."

Hearing that Wu Chao spoke Mandarin, one of the burly men sized Wu Chao up.

"From the mainland?"

Wu Chao nodded. The burly man's tone softened a lot, and a smile appeared on his face, but he still pointed to the ticket booth next to him.

"You still have to buy a ticket even if you're looking for someone."

Wu Chao smiled slightly. "I'm looking for Chen Bingliang."

"Looking for Brother Liang?" The other burly man sized Wu Chao up again.

"Right!" Wu Chao said. "Just say Da Chao is here."

"Wait!"

The burly man pushed the door open, and the explosive music surged out. Then the door closed, and the music disappeared instantly like a receding tide.

After about five or six minutes, the door opened again, and a young man with a buzz cut, about 1.7 meters tall, with a resolute face, walked out quickly.

When he saw Wu Chao standing there, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he opened his arms and hugged Wu Chao.

"Brother Chao, I thought you wouldn't come."

Wu Chao also smiled. "I came here this time because I have something to ask of you."

"Good!"

Chen Bingliang didn't ask what it was, but pulled Wu Chao and pushed the door open.

"No matter what it is, Brother Chao, just say the word, and I'll handle it for you."

Entering the nightclub, Wu Chao looked around. The most conspicuous place was an old car placed in the middle of the hall, and then there were hostesses dressed in revealing clothes.

In the dim light, Chen Bingliang took Wu Chao to a booth near the bar and sat down.

Then he raised his hand to summon a waiter and ordered beer and a fruit platter.

"Brother Chao, we haven't seen each other since we retired. We must drink until we're drunk today."

"I have important things to find you for. We can drink later." Wu Chao waved his hand and looked at the surrounding environment again. "It's too chaotic here. Let's find a quieter place."

"No problem." Chen Bingliang was startled, but nodded readily. "Follow me."

Wu Chao stood up and followed Chen Bingliang toward the stairs on the west side, then came to the second floor and entered a lounge that wasn't very big, with a bed, a TV, and a bathroom inside.

"Unless there's a special situation, I usually live here."

Chen Bingliang brought a chair and placed it behind Wu Chao, then found a cigarette and lit one for Wu Chao.

"Still the same words, as long as you speak, even if I have to risk this life, I'll handle it for you."

Wu Chao suddenly came to Xiangjiang to find him; even if he thought with his toes, he knew the matter he was asking him to handle wasn't small.

But without asking clearly, he still gave the promise without hesitation, which showed that his brotherly affection for Wu Chao hadn't changed.

Wu Chao was deeply moved inside. Human hearts change, and they hadn't seen each other for many years. Before coming, he didn't know if Chen Bingliang would agree.

Wu Chao patted Chen Bingliang's shoulder heavily. "Do you know the Yugong Group?"

Chen Bingliang was startled, then nodded. "I know. The boss's surname is Zhou, called Zhou Andong. He is very famous in Xiangjiang. I have also heard his speeches, and I admire him very much." ===== CHAPTER 1094 =====