Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Shi Zhijian! All of us are adults, and we must count our speeches! It's almost five o'clock! The civil servants from the Hong Kong and British government have to go off work. If there is no news before they go off work, you will lose. !"

Inside the Yau Ma Tei Theatre, Zhuang Jiajun looked at his watch with joy, and counted the number of times the second hand beat in his heart.

For him, 3 million is a big amount. Shi Zhijian even dared to bet with him. He was courting death! Do you think you are the one? Gambler or Gambler? What the heck!

In his heart, Zhuang Jiajun was full of disdain for Shi Zhijian, and there was also a hint of pity. Since Shi Zhijian defeated Li Zhaotian in the battle, his brain seemed to be amused, thinking that his chosen son could do anything! Is the Hong Kong government run by your home? Said to issue interim regulations and it will be released? I'll punch you in the lungs again!

Facing Zhuang Jiajun's ridicule, Shi Zhijian peeled a piece of dried fruit and put it in his mouth, showing a smile: "Brother Jiajun, we are all old acquaintances, you know my length, I know your depth! Whoever loses this time wins. It doesn't matter, the most important thing is to be happy!"

Zhuang Jiajun snorted, and felt that the length and depth of the description were a little awkward, "Don't worry, of course I am very happy! There are still three minutes, if there is no news, you will die! By then, I will be Mr. Zhuang in the audience. Pay!"

It was rare for Zhuang Jiajun to show pride once, but it was still in front of Mr. Huo, Li Zhaoji and others.

Big Brother Huo looked at the high-spirited Zhuang Jiajun and just shook his head with a wry smile. After all, Zhuang Jiajun is also Li Jiacheng's brother-in-law, and he is older than Shi Zhijian, but in terms of determination, he has lost a lot.

Li Zhaoji and others don't think so. Seeing that the time is coming, does it mean that Shi Zhijian is really going to lose this time?

Guo Desheng even began to complain to Li Zhaoji in a low voice: "Look, I said I was going to bet with him! Thirty million, ah thirty million! If we bet, this kid will lose, and then we will share 10 million. It can also be considered a big red envelope for the New Year!"

Li Zhaoji gave him a look: "What if you lose?"

"How is that possible? There are only three minutes left, oh no, two minutes!" Guo Desheng hurriedly looked at his watch.

Feng Jingqi, one of the three real estate tycoons, saw that Li Zhaoji and Guo Desheng were arguing, and said, "It's too late to say anything, this bet is about to end!"

Yeah, it's almost over!

Shi Zhijian picked up a cigarette from his hand and lit one.

Perhaps it was the light of the match that attracted Guo Desheng's attention, and he whispered to Li Zhaoji and Feng Jingqi: "Look, he has a guilty conscience! People with a guilty conscience like to cover up by eating cigarettes! Just like last time, Brother Li, you and We went to the nightclub and got home with lipstick on our clothes, and your sister-in-law looked at you wrongly, so you lit a cigarette and smoked in a panic!"

This time, Li Zhaoji didn't roll his eyes, but stared.

Guo Desheng coughed, "I'm not wrong! Maybe, this kid will learn to urinate like you later!"

"Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom!" Shi Zhijian said to the crowd with a cigarette in his hand.

"Look, I'm not wrong! I'm so smart!" Guo Desheng raised his face with pride.

Li Zhaoji and Feng Jingqi, you look at me, I look at you.

Big Brother Huo: "Go to the bathroom if you want! This show is about to end!" His eyes fell on the stage again, and at this moment, "A Dream in the Garden" has been sung to the last point!

"Don't go!" Zhuang Jiajun thought that Shi Zhijian was going to escape, three million, but he couldn't let him slip away.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Shi Zhijian blinked at him.

Zhuang Jiajun regained his senses and knew that his reaction was a little overreacted, so he hurriedly said, "I mean, I will accompany you! I drank a lot of tea just now, and I also need to relax!"

Shi Zhijian looked at Zhuang Jiajun's smiling face, scratched his brow with his index finger, and smiled: "I suddenly don't want to go, what should I do?"

Zhuang Jiajun had a look on his face that I had already seen through your expression, and sarcastically said: "Then don't go! Anyway, our bet will end!" After he finished speaking, he looked down at his watch, raised his head and shouted at Shi Zhijian, "I'm sorry, five O'clock! I won!"

Shi Zhijian laughed: "Really?"

Zhuang Jiajun's expression changed, "Why, do you want to default on your debt?"

Shi Zhijian shrugged: "How come?"

Zhuang Jiajun couldn't care less, so he hurriedly asked for a pen and paper to come over, "In that case, let's write it down! Hey, I'll sign first, you can see clearly!"

Zhuang Jiajun decided that he would win, and couldn't wait to write a gambling agreement, the content was 3 million, and he would never go back!

Shi Zhijian looked at Mr. Huo.

Big Brother Huo sighed, "Why!"

Shi Zhijian looked at Li Zhaoji and others again.

Li Zhaoji also sighed, did he make a mistake in his calculations? Did Shi Zhijian really lose this time?

Guo Desheng teased Shi Zhijian aside: "See what? Everyone has signed it, so you should sign it soon!"

Shi Zhijian sighed, shook his head, and seemed embarrassed: "Why?!" He also picked up the pen and signed the agreement.

Seeing Shi Zhijian's signature, Zhuang Jiajun was relieved, and now this Shi Pujie can't run away! Black and white is here, even if he wants to default on his debts!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Zhuang Jiajun didn't care about his image. He made a full three million in just one hour. No, he is even more powerful than his brother-in-law Li Jiacheng!

Zhuang Jiajun jumped onto the table and shouted as the opera on the stage ended, "Everyone can eat what they want, and drink what they want! Today, Zhuang Jiajun will pay for the whole audience! Hoho!"

The scene was silent at first, then it became lively--

"Good job!"

"Master Zhuang is sharp!"

"Applause! Young Master Zhuang is amazing!"

Seeing that Zhuang Jiajun was stealing his limelight, Mr. Huo didn't say anything. He just shook his head again and said, "Why?" After speaking, he looked at Shi Zhijian.

The cigarette in Shi Zhijian's hand shook, and a piece of ash fell on his trousers. He brushed it with his fingers and said meaningfully: "Three million is not a small amount!"

After finishing speaking, Shi Zhijian looked up at Zhuang Jiajun, who was standing on the table with his hips on his hips, and said, "Young Master Zhuang, you owe the debt first, can you get it?"

Zhuang Jiajun looked down at him and gave him a scornful look: "Are you joking with me? It's written in black and white, and you must not owe a debt!"

"Really?" Shi Zhijian touched his nose, "This agreement is a bit harsh!"

"Is it ruthless? It's to prevent people like you! I'm willing to admit defeat and don't owe a debt!"

Shi Zhijian smiled and applauded: "Well said! All of us are upright gentlemen, willing to admit defeat and not owe debts!"

The voice fell, and Chen Huimin, Shi Zhijian's driver and bodyguard, rushed in in a panic and said, "Well, Mr. Shi! The Hong Kong government issued a temporary bill to freeze the rent!"

With a bang, the audience exploded!

"how is this possible?"

"Go out and find out!"

For a moment----

"No, the Hong Kong government issues a bill!"

"All real estate rents are frozen!"

"The British Hong Kong government officially intervenes in Hong Kong real estate!"

A series of explosive news kept coming from outside!

Just now, Zhuang Jiajun, who was standing on the table with his hips on his hips in high spirits, was instantly ashen, and his body was shaky!

Li Zhaoji, Guo Desheng, and Feng Jingqi were stunned!

The others turned pale in shock and looked unbelievable!

Only Mr. Huo looked at ease, but he just said again: "Why?"

At this time, Chen Huimin leaned over to Shi Zhijian's side and said, "Boss, did I do a good job? According to your instructions, come three minutes late to report!"

"Okay!" Shi Zhijian praised with a cigarette in his mouth, shook the signed and signed gambling agreement, and said with a happy smile, "Three minutes to deal with this thing is enough!"

...

"A Jian, you have gone too far this time!"

The Bentley was driving on Jordan Road, and Mr. Huo said to Shi Zhijian, who was sitting beside him, biting an unlit big cigar.

Shi Zhijian was looking at the 3 million cheque signed by Zhuang Jiajun with tears in his eyes, "Wow, this surnamed Zhuang has a lot of money in his private property! It's still a Citibank cashier's cheque, which can be exchanged at any time! Uh, Uncle Huo, what you just said Baa?" Shi Zhijian turned to look at Huo Yingdong.

Mr. Huo rolled his eyes in anger, "I said you played a bit too big! Although this Zhuang Jiajun is Li Jiacheng's brother-in-law, he is only a working man next to him! The three million is probably his savings for most of his life, how dare you lie to him?"

"No, I didn't deceive him on purpose, he did it voluntarily! Voluntarily bet against me! Voluntarily sign an agreement with me! Voluntarily pay! I didn't force him with a gun from beginning to end!"

Mr. Huo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Did you still use a gun to force him? You didn't tease him enough? Did you know that he was about to cry when he left? You can imagine that such a big person is about to be played by you and cry. What a thrill!"

"Really? I didn't notice!"

"Then did you notice that Li Zhaoji and the others looked at you?"

"What eyes?"

"Looks like you see a ghost!"

"Are you complimenting me?"

"What do you say?"

"Ahem, Uncle Huo, you understand me! I'm a good person!" Shi Zhijian said, and handed the three million check to Mr. Huo, "Hey, I owe you five million, the Xu family five million, There are also five million Baojia! If they don’t pay it back first, pay you three million first! How about you, you can’t get it?”

Mr. Huo took it without hesitation, "Of course! Do you think I would love face, don't you? Don't be a fool!"

"Cough cough! Uncle Ho, you hurt me by saying that. I'm a good person!"

"It doesn't matter if you are a good person or a bad guy! Five million is paid back three hundred, and two million is still owed! It will be paid off in three months!"

"Uncle Huo, your son and I are good brothers!" Shi Zhijian's tone was heavy and he had to remind him.

"I know this! The problem is that you and I are not good brothers! I have always been businesslike and never favored!"

"Really?" Shi Zhijian blinked and asked Chen Huimin to park in front of him, then said to Mr. Huo with a smile, "I'm sorry, Uncle Huo, you live in the luxury residential area on Peak Road, I live in Wanchai Tanglou, the gap between everyone is too big and it's not right. of!"

"Stinky boy, dare to drive me out of the car?" Big Huo blew his beard and stared.

"You also said that I'm just a good brother with your son, but not with you! I'm so poor right now, I owe a lot of money, especially one of two million, I have to pay it back in three months! It’s expensive, so save it if you can!”

"Okay! You are doing well!" Huo got out of the car angrily.

Chen Huimin looked at Mr. Huo, who was angrily, and then at Shi Zhijian, who was sitting in the back: "Really don't take his old man?"

Shi Zhijian ordered: "Drive!"

As soon as the Bentley rang the accelerator, it roared away!

Huo Boss Huo Yingdong put his hands behind his back and raised his face like a gangster. He was still waiting for Shi Zhijian to invite him to get on the bus again. He didn't believe that Shi Zhijian would dare to refuse the ride if he was killed! But----

Seeing that the Bentley sprayed a fart at him and walked away, Mr. Huo was dumbfounded!

"No way, this kid really ran away? I lost your mother!" Mr. Huo looked left and right, it was getting late, and there were not even rickshaws or taxis around!

Mr. Huo couldn't help but feel a little scared, and then he raised his chest and said: "What are you afraid of? I, Huo Yingdong, came out of the wind and waves! What if there are thieves robbing me? No, be sure to scare them!"

Mr. Huo has given himself the courage. After all, he is also the big water pipe behind many big clubs in Hong Kong. If any thief does not open his eyes and offends him, he will definitely die.

...

In this way, Mr. Huo raised his chest and protruded belly, and walked forward along the road with his hands behind his back, and scolded Shi Zhijian, who was throwing himself in the street: "I ran away after saying a few words to you, and I don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all! Believe it or not! , I told our family Zhenting not to play with you in the future?! Cunning stinky boy! Little bad boy surnamed Shi!"

"I really thought that if you leave me here and leave me alone, I won't be able to go back? Dream! I know the way! Uh, where is this place? In the direction of Jordan Road?"

Mr. Huo looked around at the intersection. Since he developed, he has been in and out by private cars. In addition, Hong Kong has developed too fast in recent years, especially urban construction is changing with each passing day, and road construction is the same every day. Today you go out, No way tomorrow.

Mr. Huo pondered for a long time with his hands behind his back, and felt that it would be better to catch someone and ask him!

At this time, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are many people on the roadside carrying packages, or a family snuggling together, obviously homeless!

"Damn Hong Kong's high rent, how can people live?" Mr. Huo couldn't help scolding.

At this moment, he shrugged his nose and smelled a sweet ~www.readwn.com~ very familiar smell! "

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Huo walked forward following the fragrance, and soon found a stall selling sugar-fried chestnuts on the side of the road.

In the hazy night, the booth of the sugar-fried chestnuts shrouded in white smoke, with a hot breath, which made the night more alive.

Big Brother Huo swallowed.

"Gudong!"

Someone next to him swallowed.

Big Brother Huo looked at it, but it was a dirty little girl with braids.

The little girl is not very old, she looks like eight or nine years old, wearing a torn padded jacket, bare feet, snorting, her eyes staring wide at the fragrant candied chestnuts.

Behind the girl was a poor couple who looked like they were working part-time jobs for a living.

At this moment, they were squatting on the side of the street, leaning against the standing trash can, and at a glance they knew they were homeless.