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Chapter 159 Eat scallops first
in the hotel.

After feasting, Zheng Jirong picked up the tissue on the table and wiped his mouth, then reached out to take the cigar that Jimmy had lit. He leaned back on the chair comfortably and enjoyed it.

He has always been a man who loves sex and smokes, and the time he spent in Wulongyuan really choked him. Fortunately, the senior brother is very good at cooking vegetarian food, and the old master would sneak out and hide with him from time to time. Smoking in the backyard.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. The time he spent in Wulongyuan was the most leisurely and relaxing time since he joined the club.

Every morning I practice kungfu with my senior brother and teach Xiaolong how to fly a knife. In the afternoon, I bask in the sun with the master in the yard and play tricks on the old master. In the evening, I tell the two little ones the story of fighting against the heroes in Hong Kong Island. Every day Even after hearing this, their blood boiled with excitement, and they wished they could immediately drag themselves down the mountain to Hong Kong Island.

Jimmy on the side saw Zheng Jirong's expression of enjoyment and asked curiously: "Did you suffer in the mountains?"

"Oh, I feel so comfortable."

He shook the cigarette ashes and asked, "Have all the matters in the logistics center been taken care of?"

"Contracts have been signed with several companies specializing in building materials and construction, and all official documents from the government have been issued."

"Really? Didn't you say before that there are several local officials in Tainan who have been refusing to let go?"

"I sent them a few boxes of mooncakes, stuffed with lentils."

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong laughed and patted Jimmy on the shoulder, "They must have never tasted mooncakes filled with lentils, right?"

Jimmy nodded and smiled: "Yes, I received the official document the next day after delivering the mooncakes and can officially start construction."

After he finished speaking, he said with emotion: "The officials here are so corrupt. It is basically impossible to do business here without money and power."

"The crows in the world are as black as each other, no matter where they are."

After Zheng Jirong said lightly, he glanced at Ah Zhen who was sitting in the corner. This woman was enjoying the dessert in front of her with relish.

What was in front of her was the restaurant's signature dessert, the chocolate truffle cheesecake. The surface of the cake was sprinkled with gold foil and black truffles, and was worth as much as a thousand dollars.

Ah Zhen had never seen such exquisite and delicious desserts. She had followed her sister in the mountains to learn martial arts since she was a child. In order to avenge her, this was the first time she went out of the mountain. As a result, she didn't enjoy a few happy days just after she came out, so she went to eat it in another temple. Tofu for a few days.
Enjoying the feeling of the sweet taste exploding on his taste buds, Ah Zhen couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

When she opened her eyes, she happened to meet Zheng Jirong's half-smiling eyes.

She couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you looking at?! If you look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

Adhering to the concept that a good man should not fight with women, Zheng Jirong shrugged and asked, "What is your full name? Chen Zhen?"

"Ye Quanzhen."

"Yeah, the name is good, and it matches your appearance."

Zheng Jirong shook the cigar in his hand and said to her casually: "What I said before still stands. I will never stop you from wherever you want to go in three years. I can even give you a large sum of money when you leave." As for you, as for revenge, I advise you to put it down as soon as possible."

"Haha, if you ask me to let it go, I will let it go? Who do you think you are?"

"Whatever you want," Zheng Jirong raised his hand and said, "I won't stop you if you want to die. Although your martial arts are very high, they are still far behind those of senior brothers, let alone my master, Master Changmei. After a few seconds, Nian Xiaolong is older, and with his martial arts talent, he can probably beat you down with one hand. If you want to take revenge, you should wait until next life."

Hearing his words, Ah Zhen's face suddenly darkened. After a moment of silence, she said angrily: "If it weren't for you, I would have obtained the [Marrow Cleansing Sutra] long ago. If I had mastered the martial arts above, those monks would How can you be my opponent!"

Seeing her angry look, Zheng Jirong shook his head with a chuckle. In the original film, Master Changmei obviously didn't care about the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra". At the end of the movie, Changmei once said to the old master and others that the content of the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" was his. I have long remembered it in my mind. I sent them down the mountain just to live a quiet life for a few days. Even if this witch is really trained, she will probably be slapped down when she meets Master Long Eyebrow.

However, this woman seems not to know what the [Marrow Cleansing Sutra] is doing to her now.

After Ah Zhen turned his grief and anger into appetite and finished a whole piece of cake, Zheng Jirong clapped his hands and said: "Let's go, there are still a lot of things waiting to be done when we return to Hong Kong Island."

On the car to the airport.

Zheng Jirong was wondering whether he should call Wen Xi, whom he had not contacted for a long time, and ask him to help him develop a poison similar to the [Three Corpse Brain Pill] to control his subordinates. Otherwise, if this witch stays by his side, Even if he is not worried about himself, he is also worried about his women. As a club boss, he does have too many weaknesses.

At this time, Ah Zhen, who had been sitting next to him in silence all the way, suddenly said: "If you can help me get revenge, I will be your subordinate and obey your command."

After hearing this, Zheng Jirong glanced at her disdainfully, not even bothering to respond to her. What kind of brain circuit did this woman have to think that her own value could be higher than that of her master and senior brothers?

After noticing his look, Ah Zhen frowned and said, "You don't want to?"

Zheng Jirong thought for a while and then said slowly: "If you can agree to my previous conditions, I can hand over the contents of the [Marrow Cleansing Sutra] to you in three years."

Ah Zhen was surprised when he heard this: "Have you learned the [Marrow Cleansing Sutra]?"

Zheng Jirong avoided answering: "I have already memorized the content of the [Marrow Cleansing Sutra] by heart. Do you agree or not?"

"How do I know if you will just make up a fake scripture to fool me?"

"Believe it or not," Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said, "You have no choice." The car had already driven into the airport, and when they were about to board the plane, Ah Zhen, who had been thinking for a long time, finally spoke.

"Okay, I promise you, but I still have a condition."

"Say."

"My monthly salary is 1000 Hong Kong dollars, and I only work six hours a day. The extra hours are considered overtime, which is [-] yuan per hour, and I need to be provided with food and accommodation, plus! I have to eat a portion of just now every day. The kind of dessert you eat in restaurants.”

Zheng Jirong took a look at Ah Zhen's slender figure and complained: "You are not afraid of being fat to death by then."

"It's none of your business to be fat. Do you agree?"

"I don't have any problem with salary." Zheng Jirong nodded and continued: "But forget about eating those high-end desserts every day. Just change it to once a week. What do you think it's Chinese cabbage? It's more than 1000 US dollars a serving. How much do you order?" The salary is not even enough to eat!”

"More than 1000 US dollars? Isn't that equivalent to tens of thousands of Taiwan dollars?" Ah Zhen secretly gasped after hearing this, but seeing Zheng Jirong's understatement, it seemed that this guy was not ordinary rich.

After boarding the plane, Ah Zhen, who was flying for the first time, was a little scared and said: "Why don't we take a boat? Flying is too dangerous. If the plane crashes, no one will survive."

Zheng Jirong took the ice water from the flight attendant's hand with a smile, and said with a faint smile: "You know Qing Gong, but are you still afraid of crashing?"

"Huh! Let's see if you can still laugh when the plane crashes."

Ah Zhen turned her head and looked out the window in displeasure. When she saw that the fuselage was getting further and further away from the ground, her heart was in her throat and she couldn't help but tighten her grip on the stall in her hand.

After a while, after the plane flew smoothly, she looked out the window at the white clouds and the blue sea, and her mood gradually became happy. She thought about the destination she wanted to go to this time, so she couldn't help but curiously asked: "Are you in Hong Kong Island?" What does it do?”

Zheng Jirong looked at her strangely. She had been pointed at by dozens of submachine guns, but she could still ask such a childish question.

"Do some small business, and occasionally do some police work."

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Hong Kong Island.

In the Kadoorie Mountain Villa.

Amei was busy in the kitchen. She received a call from Brother Rong a few hours ago. She heard that Brother Rong said that the vegetarians he had eaten in Bay Island for several days had lost a lot of weight, so she asked Amei to cook more delicious food. Waiting for him to come back, so Amei hung up the phone and has been busy until now.

Originally, when she and her grandmother first moved in, Brother Rong wanted to hire some Filipino maids and cooks in the house, but she refused. On the one hand, she was reluctant to give up the money, and on the other hand, she felt that the place where her family lived was not enough. I always feel a little uncomfortable when strangers live here.

Wiping the sweat from her face, she was about to add a little more water to the soup when she suddenly felt a pair of big hands behind her wrap around her waist and hold her in her arms.

"what!!!"

Ruan Mei exclaimed, and while struggling in panic, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her, "Amei, it's me."

Ruan Mei looked back and saw the smiling Zheng Jirong, then turned around and beat his chest angrily, "Brother Rong, why didn't you say hello or walk without making a sound? I was scared to death."

"I miss you so much. I stayed in the temple for several days, eating fast and chanting Buddha's name."

Amei reached out and touched Zheng Jirong's face and said distressedly: "Brother Rong, you seem to have lost some weight. It's hard to be a vegetarian. I've made a lot of food you like, and you can eat meat soon."

"No, I'm going to eat meat now!"

"But my food isn't ready yet."

"Then I'll eat the scallops first."

after an hour.

Zheng Jirong played with Amei's curly hair in his arms and asked curiously: "Why do you want to have your hair done?"

After hearing this, Amei straightened her hair and said, "I did it two days ago when I was shopping with Tingting and the others. They all said it looks pretty. If you don't think it looks good, I'll straighten it again."

Zheng Jirong looked at it carefully and then shook his head and said, "No, he looks good with you."

After the two chatted on the bed for a while, Zheng Jirong was about to get back on his horse after the intermission when the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

After seeing that it was A-yi calling, he picked up the call and said impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"Brother Rong, the son and daughter of the Eight-faced Buddha have already arrived at the company after learning about your return to Hong Kong. They said they must see you today."

(End of this chapter)