Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

Yes, this Jimmy is the Jimmy who only wanted to do business in the original "Peace Is More Important".

Zheng Jirong not only knew him, but they were also very close to each other.

In the early years, when Jimmy did not join the club, he and he set up a stall in the same market.

I don't know whether it's because of their personality or because they are too good-looking, but they are often picked on by short mules who don't do their jobs properly.

The original owner didn't tolerate them either. He would fight them every time. Over time, he and Jimmy developed a deep revolutionary friendship.

But later, for some unknown reason, Jimmy still joined Heliansheng.

By the time Zheng Jirong traveled through time, Jimmy was already the top player in the Lian Sheng Guan Zaisen competition.

…

After getting Jimmy's affirmative reply, Zheng Jirong hung up the phone.

Then he calculated his savings, and he was shocked to find that he actually had a savings of two hundred thousand yuan in a few passbooks and cash.

Speaking of which, the monthly salary of ordinary workers in Hong Kong in this era is only HKD 3,000, while white-collar workers can earn HKD 5,000 or HKD 6,000.

It was not easy for the original owner, who had been selling meat for seven or eight years, to save 200,000 Hong Kong dollars. After all, consumption in Hong Kong is still very high.

Thinking about it, the original owner's daily life is not much different from that of an ascetic. His biggest hobby is reading some martial arts novels.

After all, if you have special skills but nowhere to display them, there is nothing wrong with reading some martial arts novels to satisfy your dream of being a hero.

…

At eight o'clock in the evening, Youguchi Restaurant.

This is Zheng Jirong's first time here, mainly because the cost here is too high. He usually either goes to Amei's house to eat, or just casually eats at the food stalls in the market. As for the restaurant, he has never been there.

I have no choice but to ask for help. Of course I have to choose a high-end place.

Compared with the customers in the food stalls, everyone here seems to be polite and courteous.

At first glance, it seems that he is highly educated and often visits the upper class society.

"Brother Rong, this way." Jimmy, not far away, was standing and waving to here.

Zheng Jirong walked quickly and looked at the slightly darker-skinned man in front of him. As expected, he was very similar to the ordinary man from the original time and space.

"So early, Jimmy."

"Yes, I haven't seen you and Brother Rong for a while. I must have a few more drinks today."

"Then I won't come home until I get drunk tonight."

…

After a few glasses of wine, the two of them, who had been a bit estranged because they hadn't contacted each other for a while, quickly became familiar with each other.

"Jimmy, how are you? Are you happy with Lian Sheng?" After the two had a drink, Zheng Jirong patted Jimmy on the shoulder and asked.

"It's good. Brother Sen takes good care of me. Now I'm taking care of some serious business for him. You know Brother Rong, I'm not good at killing people and I joined the club just to do business and not be bullied."

"Well, it's good that you haven't been wronged in the club. Jimmy, you are not an outsider. Let me tell you the truth. I have come to you for a drink this time and I hope you can help me with something."

"Brother Rong, don't be so polite. We have been brothers for so many years. Without you, I would have been beaten to death by those short mules. If there is anything I can do to help, just ask." Jimmy looked at Zheng Jirong with a serious expression.

Zheng Jirong held up the wine glass, took a sip of wine and said slowly: "I want to join Heliansheng."

"Join a club? Brother Rong, didn't you hate clubs the most before?" Jimmy was a little confused after hearing this.

"Just leave it alone, Jimmy. Please help me find out which one of you and Lian Sheng is still short of people. He needs a strong man like me to help him support the situation."

"You don't have to ask the other bosses. I know your skills, Brother Rong. Although Brother Sen has many people under his command, few of them can fight. When the time comes, I will recommend you to go there and there will be no problem."

"Guan Zisen, right? I often hear his name in the market. He talks to Lian Sheng Mongkok."

At this time, both of them had dissipated a lot of their drunkenness. After Jimmy gave Zheng Jirong a cigarette, he said somewhat seriously: "Brother Rong, logically I shouldn't ask so many questions, but I still want to ask you, are you really Have you made up your mind to join the club? If you go down this path, you will never be able to turn back."

Zheng Jirong puffed out his cigarette and smiled, "Jimmy, when have you ever regretted my decision? Don't worry, I have my own reasons for joining the club."

"Okay, Brother Rong, you have always had a good idea, and I can't advise you, but if you want to officially join the club, you have to give the boss a red envelope of 5,800 yuan, otherwise you will only be considered a peripheral member and not a formal club member. "

"Holy shit!" Zheng Jirong broke through in one second.

"I joined your club, helped you kill people, and helped you grab territory, but in the end I even gave you red envelopes? Are you trying to promote society or are you trying to bully people?"

"It's not for me, Brother Rong, it's for Brother Sen. There's nothing you can do about it. If you don't want to, you can only wait until the big show in two months. At that time, not only the leader, but also several uncles in the club and people from various districts will The leaders are all here, mainly to appoint the juniors in each district, and also to hold an induction ceremony for the new juniors."

Zheng Jirong frowned a little after hearing this, making a big show? It should be the "Do you love your brothers or love your gold" situation in the original film? If there is no system mission, you can wait, but the mission clearly requires him to join the club within three days, so it seems that he can only cut off his flesh.

"Two months later? Forget it, I can't wait that long. Can you discuss it with Brother Sen? One thousand and eighty is okay? At the worst, I can send him a few kilograms of pig liver to replenish his blood." Zheng Jirong patted Jimmy. His shoulder looked like he was bleeding profusely.

Jimmy was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Rong, I'm kidding you, I'll help you pay for it."

"Are you kidding? You pay for me to join the club. Why, you want me to be your little brother and call you Brother Jimmy?"

"No, Brother Rong, you helped me so much before. This time you finally asked me for something. Of course I have to help you with it. Why don't you give me a few kilograms of pork? Who doesn't know the pork prince in the street market?" The meat they sell is delicious and beautiful.”

"Fuck, okay, okay, I'll pay for it myself. Don't think too much. I'll be satisfied if you can be a recommender for me." Zheng Jirong stopped Jimmy who was about to say something else, "What? I'm afraid I don't have the money. ?”

"That's not true, it's just..."

"Okay, I know you want to help me, but it's not good to let others pay for it, drink and drink."

"Okay Brother Rong, I will pick you up at your house tomorrow and take you to see Brother Sen."

After Jimmy finished speaking, the two clinked glasses, and the matter was settled.

…

It was already after ten o'clock in the evening when he got home. Jimmy wanted to take Zheng Jirong to the bar for another drink, but he refused on the grounds that he would meet his big brother tomorrow and needed to recuperate.

Maybe because he opened the door too loudly, the door next door suddenly opened, and Amei poked her head out.

"Brother Rong, have you been drinking?"

"Yeah, I went to meet an old friend."

"Oh, I left two bowls of the soup I made for you tonight. I'm going to bring it to you now. Pork liver soup is very good for hangovers."

I have only heard that the liver is responsible for the metabolism of alcohol, but I have never heard that eating pork liver can relieve hangover.

Zheng Jirong went back to his room and washed his face. Looking at his unkempt appearance in the mirror, he felt suddenly uncomfortable.

"Amei!"

"What's the matter, Brother Rong?" Amei had just put the soup on the table.

"Help me cut my hair and shave my beard. Tomorrow is your brother Rong's big day. Such a decadent and melancholy look is not acceptable."

"What's the big day, Brother Rong?"

"Don't inquire about social affairs."

…

Amei went home and brought a three-piece haircut set, including scissors, razors, and electric scalpels, and put on an apron in a stylish manner. Not to mention, this girl with a hamster personality has everything at home.

…

Looking in the mirror with his short hair and clean shaven beard.

Zheng Jirong nodded and praised: "Not bad, not bad, he feels like a lone agent."

"Yes, Brother Rong, I told you to cut your hair and shave often. Look how good it is. You are much more handsome than before." Amei looked at Brother Rong in the mirror and agreed with a blush.

"Okay, I will listen to you from now on, just blow dry your hair."

Amei picked up the hair dryer on the table and heard a "buzzing" sound as soon as she turned on the switch.

"Hey, why isn't this hair dryer blowing air?"

Zheng Jirong looked at the hair dryer in Amei's hand, coughed and said, "This is actually a razor..."

Amei was silent for a while, her watery eyes staring at the boss.

"But don't you already have a razor?" Amei pointed to the electric razor on the table.

"Ahem, on the surface it looks like a razor, but in fact..." Zheng Jirong pressed the start button, and a stream of warm air blew out from the front of the razor.

"It's a hair dryer..."

"..."

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