The years of red flags

Chapter 155 Three old and four young, throw a vine
"Hahahaha, Rong Sheng, you are teaching the juniors. I envy you. Your son is very competitive. Unlike me, I can only find a son-in-law to be his successor."

A handsome old man walked in and said to Mr. Rong with a smile.

Mr. Rong was about to stand up: "Bao Sheng, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Mr. Bao came over: "That's my mistake. I kept Rong Sheng waiting for a long time. Please forgive me."

Mr. Bao sat opposite Mr. Rong, and Rong Zhengen immediately poured tea for Mr. Bao deftly.

"Rong Sheng asked me to meet at the peninsula this time. I don't know what can be learned. He couldn't really invite me to drink tea."

In fact, the charter king was puzzled when he received Mr. Rong's invitation. Although they were both pro-mainland, the business between the two did not have much overlap, so he couldn't figure out Mr. Rong's intentions.

The charter king took a sip of his tea and asked, "Rong Sheng, you are currently in charge of CITIC, are you trying to raise funds with me?"

Mr. Rong looked at Rong Zhengen and Jiang Hua standing beside him, and said with a smile: "I am here to show off these two juniors to you. Yesterday Xiaogou told me about this young man's love for Wharf. Opinion, I also want you, the person involved, to comment on it, you are generous, and you must be willing to support the younger generation."

The boat charter king laughed loudly: "Rong Sheng is a bit of a bully. With you as an old man around, I still need my advice."

The Chartered Ship King looked at Jiang Hua and Rong Zhengen, and said, "Forget it, I'll just play tricks, and listen to what the two nephews have to say."

Rong Zheng'en and Jiang Hua recounted yesterday's analysis with each other, and the charter king has been listening carefully, tapping his fingers aimlessly on the table.

"Okay, okay, the two nephews are both handsome. I have been analyzing from a business point of view, and I think that Niu Bijian should not make any big moves, but after listening to the analysis of the two nephews, I found a loophole in my thinking. I Forget about human nature, which is the most complicated and the most thorough."

Mr. Rong said with a smile: "Xiaogou has already secretly raised money in the secondary market this morning. The target is [-]%. I think it will be useful when it comes."

Mr. Rong explained Rong Zhengen's operations clearly, so that the charter king would not cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Very good, nephew Xian can safely and boldly operate, as long as it can hit the ghost, I don't mind."

Old Mr. Rong said to Rong Zhengen: "I still don't thank you, Uncle Bao, for having a lot of people, and leading you to make a fortune."

Rong Zhengen immediately thanked him, and the charter king thought for a while and said, "When do you think Niu Bijian will do it?"

Rong Zhengen glanced at Jiang Hua, Jiang Hua understood and said: "If I were Niu Bijian, I would definitely choose Baosheng to do it after he leaves Hong Kong. As we all know, Baosheng's cash flow is not very rich. After you leave Hong Kong, suddenly Launch an attack so that you don't have time to raise funds before they can."

The Chartered Ship King applauded lightly: "Very good, very exciting, very beautiful analysis, Rong Sheng, there are successors."

Mr. Rong said cheerfully: "That's ridiculous, I need Baosheng to mention more."

The Chartered Ship King said with a smile: "In the middle of this year, I have a journey around the world. If there is any change in Niu Bijian, it must be at that time. The two youngsters must work harder and strive to become a turmoil at that time. A famous person in the city."

Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "I still want to thank Bao Sheng for giving me this opportunity."

Mr. Rong waved his hand: "Okay, you two go to work first, and I will chat with Baosheng."

Rong Zhengen led Jiang Hua out of the box, and he clenched his fists excitedly: "It's safe this time, with the support of Baosheng, you can make money without losing money."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Qi, can't you take a longer view, you are satisfied with being a mere celebrity in Xiangjiang."

Rong Zhengen shook his head and said: "You don't understand, the education I have received since childhood is different from yours. Your education environment told you to despise authority, and my education told me to be monarch and minister, father and son, father and son. The recognition of a lifetime is the greatest affirmation.”

This is true, the concept of clan is very popular in Xiangjiang, the old-fashioned tradition suppresses these young people from acting recklessly, what these people seek is stability.

Rong Zhengen said happily: "Let's go, please have fun tonight."

Jiang Hua waved his hand: "It's not suitable, I still have a lot to learn, and I have to race against time to learn."

"You're boring."

"I'm different from you. Just because I can speak Cantonese, don't really treat me as a Xiangjiang person. Identity determines my behavior."

Rong Zhengen could only say helplessly: "Alright then, I'll take you back."

"No, you go and play with yours, I'll go shopping by myself."

"Okay, get your driver's license as soon as possible, and when the time comes, you can drive around the whole Xiangjiang River with you, and you can go to Shatian to eat squab."

Jiang Hua said impatiently: "Let's go, the nightclub is open."

These days, rich people like to go to nightclubs and dance halls. They are similar to the Eight Banners in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. They like sensuality.

Jiang Hua walked slowly ahead along the flow of people, crossed the street and crossed the overpass, watching the traffic, just like in his previous life.

Suddenly, Jiang Hua felt that the number of people around him was decreasing rapidly, and Jiang Hua realized that his situation was not good.

Right now he was walking on the overpass, in the middle, there were a hundred or so people in front of him holding watermelon knives and steel pipes, and there were also a hundred or so people behind him holding watermelon knives and steel pipes.

Jiang Hua was right in the middle. Judging from the appearance, others would think that Jiang Hua was surrounded by two groups of people and wanted to beat him up.

"Boy, which prefix do you mix?" The leader of the group in front pointed at Jiang Hua with a watermelon knife and asked.

Jiang Hua still understands this Jianghu slang, thanks to reading some Hong Kong comprehensive novels in his previous life.

Jiang Hua suddenly thought about it, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and gave a thumbs up with one hand: "Three old and four young, shake a vine."

The Jianghu of the southern faction is different from the northern faction, and now these gangsters don't know what these words mean.

"Damn it, what a piece of shit, hack him to death."

The kid became angry from embarrassment, and with a wave of his hand, he wanted his younger brother to rush up to him.

Jiang Hua stretched out his hand and shouted: "Wait, I just passed by, and I didn't notice that I got caught between you."

"I'm in charge of you, hack him to death."

Jiang Hua scolded: "What the hell, don't talk about the morals of the world."

Jiang Hua suddenly accelerated and rushed towards this bastard. He came forward in three steps and two steps, kicked a volley sideways, and then grabbed his hand holding the watermelon knife, grabbed the white blade with his bare hands, and the offense and defense were immediately out of position.

(End of this chapter)