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

Before Wen Tailai could get into his stance, Zheng Jirong kicked the ground with his right foot. His true energy flowed through his right fist, and he punched out in the air!

As soon as Wen Tailai raised his head, his sight was filled with Zheng Jirong's fist as big as a sandbag, and he cursed in his heart:

"Damn it! You're carrying out a sneak attack, young people don't have martial ethics!"

Bang! !

The zhenqi exploded, and Wen Tailai was punched several meters away and hit the wall heavily!

Leaning against the wall, Wen Tailai, who was knocked away, said in disbelief and shock: "So...so...so angry??!!"

Zheng Jirong was very satisfied with the effect of this punch. Hearing Wen Tailai's words, the corners of his mouth raised and he was about to pretend to be calm.

But before he could speak, Wen Tailai suddenly tilted his head and fell heavily to the ground.

ah? So crispy?

Zheng Jirong hurriedly stepped forward and checked his breathing to see if he was breathing.

so far so good.

Wu Liushou came over and said calmly: "Brother Rong, don't worry. Our sect's Huangji Jingtian Fist is the best in the world. I can't be seriously injured by your punch. It's not that easy to die."

Then he squatted in front of Wen Tailai and applied some of the massage techniques in Huangji Jingtian Fist to his junior brother.

After one hour.

"Brother Rong, please drink tea."

Zheng Jirong took the teacup from Wen Tailai with a strange expression.

After drinking tea, Wen Tailai touched Zheng Jirong's right arm with a smile on his face.

"Brother Rong, are you tired from beating me just now? Let me rub your hands."

Zheng Jirong felt cold and quickly took out his right hand and asked: "Master Wen..."

Wen Tailai quickly interrupted: "Brother Rong, just call me Xiaowen. I am not a master in front of you. If you feel that Xiaowen is uncomfortable, you can call me Wenwen or Lai Lai."

"Uh... Alai, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

Wen Tailai smiled sheepishly and changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Rong, you haven't eaten yet, how about we chat while eating?"

Zheng Jirong shrugged, "That's fine, I happen to be hungry."

…

Inside the restaurant.

Zheng Jirong led Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai in.

As for Ah Miao, he was looking after his car outside. He had made enemies with many people during these days, so there was no guarantee that someone would be bold enough to put a bomb under his car.

Although he said he was super-sense and was not afraid of this, Amiao was still worried and had to stay and watch the car.

As soon as we entered the door, a male waiter asked with a smile: "Hello, sir, how many are there?"

Wen Tailai said fiercely: "Three of you! Can't you see?!"

Zheng Jirong turned his head and glared at Wen Tailai, who immediately changed his expression and smiled.

At this time, Wu Liu said to the waiter with his hand: "One is sitting, and the two are standing."

"...Oh, please come this way."

After finding a seat and sitting down, Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai, the two senior brothers, did not sit down. One on the left and one on the right stood behind Zheng Jirong like two generals.

Turning to look at the two people behind him, Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows and didn't care.

He wanted to see what tricks this fellow apprentice wanted to play.

At this time, a waitress came over and was about to hand over the menu, but Zheng Jirong waved her hand. He had difficulty choosing dishes and never liked to look at the menu to choose dishes.

Zheng Jirong said casually: "A white cut..."

Wu Liushou: "Chicken"

Zheng Jirong: "Cai Xin..."

Wen Tailai: "Beef"

Zheng Jirong: "Fire one..."

Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai: "Sansi!"

Wu Liu held his hand: "A bowl of rice!"

Wen Tailai: "Hurry up!"

Zheng Jirong turned his head and glanced at this fellow apprentice, patted the table and said seriously: "Sit down!"

After the brothers looked at each other, they sat down with a silly smile.

"Ah Shou Ah Lai, you two just tell me what you have to say! You two grown men are chatting at each other!"

Wu Liushou, who has been with Zheng Jirong for the longest time, was the first to speak: "Brother Rong, actually I know Alai's thoughts. He wants to learn the Qi method from you."

"Oh? Alai, do you want to learn Qi?"

Wen Tailai also vowed at this time: "Brother Rong! As long as you pass on my secret book of zhenqi, I will be yours from now on!"

Zheng Jirong pretended to think for a moment and said solemnly: "Okay, ten years. As long as you are willing to recognize me as your big brother and follow me for ten years like your senior brother, I will teach you the secret book of Qi."

Wen Tailai was overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Rong! Ten years from now, I will only be thirty-five years old! I will definitely be able to practice Qi in my lifetime!"

"What?! You are twenty-five this year?!" Zheng Jirong was shocked.

"Yes, Brother Rong, Alai is only three years younger than me, but we are a bit mature." Wu Liushou sighed.

Looking at the two young men in their twenties who looked about forty years old, Zheng Jirong fell silent.

He originally wanted to learn Huangji Jingtianquan just to draw parallels, but this time he gave up the idea completely.

While they were talking, the dishes ordered by the three of them were served one by one.

Looking at the dishes in front of him, Zheng Jirong frowned. What he clearly wanted to order was "White-cut Goose", "Sliced ​​Pork with Choy Sum", "Stir-fried Eggplant"...

After eating and drinking enough.

Zheng Jirong looked at the two generals Heng Ha next to him with satisfaction. With these two people around, his safety factor soared.

From now on, whenever you encounter a blind bastard, just ask these two brothers to go up and do the whole job for them.

Let’s show off two pieces of clothing first!

It's just that the expenses of the logistics and clothing department of Liansheng Mongkok Division are likely to skyrocket in the future.

Having said that, I don’t know if Wu Liushou has any junior sisters besides his junior brothers?

…

…

after one day.

In the conference room of Huasheng Logistics, Jimmy and Su Hua were signing transfer contracts for various industries.

Zheng Jirong and Ren Yinjiu were drinking tea leisurely in the lounge.

"Brother Jiu, have you found out who is assassinating you during this time?" Zheng Jirong asked.

Ren Yinjiu shook his head and sighed, "Ah Rong, in our line of work, we have offended too many people. I really can't count the people who want to kill me. I can't find out, and I don't want to find out anymore." "

Zheng Jirong nodded. Ren Laojiu's words were quite pertinent. He had only been in the industry for a few months and had already made many enemies.

Ren Yinjiu then said: "Arong, after I leave this time, Ayu and Awei really have to rely on you. They are both talented people. I hope you won't have a grudge against him because they have been with me... …”

"Brother Jiu, don't worry. I have no doubts about the people I employ in Guanxi. I always recognize heroes and value them. You and your sister-in-law can rest assured and retire in the UK!" Zheng Jirong promised.

"Okay, I believe you." Ren Laojiu nodded heavily, then hesitated for a moment and then said:

"I have two people named Afei and Aji. Are you interested in taking them? Although they are a bit weak in skills, they are quite smart..."

Zheng Jirong smacked his lips when he heard Afei Aji's name. He had a headache, so he couldn't shake the two brothers.

His town in Guanxi is now extremely prosperous on the surface. He has won the fastest rise to the top with the boss, defeated Liangkun, and annexed Ren Yinjiu.

But only he knows that he can get ahead so quickly because of three things: "Afei Aji! Afei Aji! Or a horse-riding Afei Aji!!"

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