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

Chapter 208: Be more chic (daily)

Mongkok neighborhood vegetable market.

Listening to the familiar shouts and shouts in his ears, smelling the fragrance of fresh vegetables and the sweet fragrance of fruits, Zheng Jirong suddenly recalled the days when he set up a stall here to sell meat a year ago.

At that time, he would leave home at three or four o'clock every day and drive a van to the meat factory dozens of kilometers away to pick up the goods. In order to ensure food safety, Zheng Jirong bribed the slaughtering personnel inside a lot of money. The pork is all slaughtered by him himself, and it is definitely the freshest and safest pork in the entire market.

That's why he was so angry when he was falsely accused of illegally selling water-injected pork at the police station last time. This was simply the greatest insult to him.

Other pork guys in the market all thought that Zheng Jirong’s business was good just because he had a strong figure and good looks. Little did they know that these were just minor details. The real reason why he became the first merchant to close his stall in the market every day was actually because the meat he sold was pretty and beautiful. Fresh enough.

Although I was a little tired during that period, my life was still very fulfilling and interesting. Not only did the two boys A Fei and A Ji often come to help when setting up the stall during the day, but they could also eat the steaming food prepared by Mei for themselves when closing the stall at night. meals.

Coupled with the hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars in deposits in the bankbook, it can be said that the future is promising.

As for now, well, I am busier and more fulfilled.

Zheng Jirong told Amiao, Wu Liushou and others to wait for him outside the market, and then walked alone on the bumpy ground to the familiar stall in the market.

In front of a stall with the signboard "Qi Kee Butcher Shop".

Ling Lingqi was half leaning against the booth, holding a glass of Palm Martini in her hand, sipping the wine in the glass, and from time to time she would put her nose to the olive at the mouth of the glass to smell the faint fragrance.

Although it was already winter, he only wore a white butcher's apron on his upper body, with his still extremely melancholy eyes and sad stubble, and in his hand, he couldn't find a second cup of Salma in the entire vegetable market. Tiny.

Even after crossing the sea to Hong Kong Island, he was still the most eye-catching firefly in the dark night.

"Liba. No, senior brother! I'm here to see you!"

Seeing this scene engraved in Zheng Jirong's DNA, he resisted the urge to transform into Wenxi and shouted loudly to Ling Lingqi, who was admiring himself and intoxicated alone.

"Afa?!"

Ling Lingqi gracefully put down the martini in her hand, opened her arms and said movedly: "You have such a heavy task, but you still have time to see my senior brother."

He hugged Zheng Jirong, patted him hard on the back and said, "Senior brother, I'm really touched."

Zheng Jirong saw that many people around him were secretly looking at them, so he whispered in Ling Lingqi's ear: "Senior brother, you are so excited. Didn't you make an appointment to call me Ah Rong in crowded places?" "

"Hmm~", Ling Lingqi pushed him with her chest, "I was just happy for a while and forgot about it."

One minute later, Zheng Jirong said helplessly: "Senior brother, have you had enough hugs?"

Ling Lingqi glanced around the surroundings with sharp eyes. After seeing many mature women looking at them with surprise and disappointment, she contentedly relaxed her arms that were tightly holding Zheng Jirong.

This kid just came to see him, but he dared to dress so handsomely. As soon as he entered the market, he stole the limelight that previously belonged to him [Pork Prince].

Just now, I hugged him for so long while being naked, and looking at the looks in the eyes of those teachers, I must have mistaken Afa for Cai.

Of course, Zheng Jirong didn't know anything about his thoughts. At this moment, he was out of Ling Lingqi's arms. When his senior brother turned around, he stood on tiptoe and took a sneak peek behind the meat stall.

Well, as expected, there was a thick layer of bedding on the ground behind the stall.

"Ah Rong, what are you looking at? Do you want to buy bones to make soup?"

"No," Zheng Jirong shook his head and asked curiously, "I heard someone say before that, senior brother, you have a girlfriend. Why haven't you seen her?"

"Oh~ you mean Zhenzhen."

"Zhenzhen? I don't remember that name."

"Not Zhenzhen? Then who are you talking about, Axi? Amei? Xiaohui or Huahua?"

Seeing Ling Lingqi frowning and racking his brains to read out the names of the girlfriends he had had after coming to Hong Kong Island, Zheng Jirong was silent for a while, then raised his hand and interrupted: "Piaopiao, Liu Piaopiao, you forgot Yet?"

"Piao Piao?"

Ling Lingqi raised her head and rubbed her chin for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, she dated me for a while, but the little girl disliked the monotonous life of selling pork, so I don't know where she went."

Seeing the useless look on his face, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of you, senior brother, you can be so free and easy even after your girlfriend ran away."

"There's nothing I can do about it, Ah Rong." Lingling Qi threw him a longevity drink, lit it and sighed, "That little girl is just with me because she's just craving for novelty."

"I am a Diba seller. Apart from my handsome appearance and rich connotations, I have nothing."

"After that period of novelty wears off, they will leave on their own without me trying to persuade them."

Seeing the melancholy Ling Lingqi, Zheng Jirong slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and comforted her: "Don't think so much, I will ask someone to take care of Piao Piao, at least she won't be bullied."

He continued: "Speaking of which, senior brother, if you really like her, why don't I do some ideological work for her and let her come back?"

"Hey", Ling Lingqi waved her hand and interrupted: "Forget it, you have to be more unrestrained as a person. If you love someone, you don't have to stay with her for the rest of your life."

"If I like a flower, I don't have to pick it off. If I like the wind, should I stop the wind and let me smell it?"

"I like clouds, should I let them float down and cover me?"

"Sometimes you lose yourself by taking too much care of other people's feelings."

After Ling Lingqi finished speaking, she picked up the martini on the table, sniffed the olives, and softly chanted:

"Gently I leave, just as I came gently, waving my sleeves without taking away a single cloud."

Although they were senior brothers who had been playing together for a long time, Zheng Jirong really couldn't bear to look at his slutty look and couldn't help but exclaim:
"Senior brother, I remember that it was Piaopiao who dumped you, why?"

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Ling Lingqi coughed several times to interrupt what he was about to say, and he put the wine glass back on the table.

Then he put the cold iron kitchen knife on the chopping board back into the scabbard behind his back, picked up the bamboo bamboo hat on the table, and covered his head.

He walked out of the market without looking back and said coldly: "Let's go."

"Go? Where are you going?"

"Ok?"

Ling Lingqi turned around and said in confusion: "You didn't come to me for help?"

"No!"

Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said, "It's because I haven't seen you for a long time, senior brother, and I want to talk to you about something." "Damn, let's talk about it."

Behind the stall.

Ling Lingqi sat down on the thick quilt on the ground, looked at Zheng Jirong who was rummaging through his suitcase and asked in confusion: "Ah Rong, what are you rummaging around for?"

Zheng Jirong took out a new cocktail glass and a bottle of martini from the suitcase. After filling the glasses, he took out four iron rods from the suitcase and connected them one by one to the four corners of the suitcase.

After finishing his work, he used the box as a stool and sat on his buttocks. He held the wine glass and said to Linglingqi with emotion: "Wenxi's invention is really good. This box is soft. Not only is it not hard when you sit on it, it is also very comfortable." It’s comfortable.”

"Not bad," Linglingqi nodded and said, "Although Wenxi is not serious, he is still very reliable at critical moments."

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If this word was used to describe Linglingqi, Zheng Jirong couldn't agree more, but when it was used to describe Wenxi, he couldn't help but think of "Two thousand lives will be taken from you" in the portable space.

After coughing lightly, he raised his glass and took a sip, and asked curiously: "Senior brother, speaking of Vincent, in addition to being our liaison, a vegetable vendor and being studied in a mental hospital, he also has Don’t you have any other part-time jobs?”

"Huh? Why are you asking this? Does Vincent have any other unknown identities?"

Zheng Jirong nodded and told Ling Lingqi everything about his meeting with Section Chief Yang not long ago without hiding anything.

A few minutes later, Ling Lingqi finished digesting what he said and said in surprise: "That is to say, your current mission has been supported by several powerful departments, and they have promised you that they can send personnel to support you at any time as long as you need it. you?"

"Yes."

Zheng Jirong pretended to be proud and said: "The main reason is that I, your junior brother, have the ability. How could anyone else be like me and open up the situation in Hong Kong Island so quickly?"

"It makes sense." Lingling Qi patted his shoulder and said happily: "It seems that you have memorized everything I taught you when we were training in the organization when you were young. My hard work, senior brother, has not been in vain." .”

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Zheng Jirong saw that he was so shameless in taking the credit for himself, and after secretly despising him, he said, "That's why I'm curious if Wenxi has any other hidden identity that we don't know about. Even the Ministry of Public Security can be alerted, so there’s no telling what earth-shattering things this old boy has done before.”

"Um"

Seeing Ling Lingqi who had been deep in thought, Zheng Jirong asked curiously: "Did you think of something, senior brother?"

"No," Linglingqi hugged Zheng Jirong's neck and said slowly, "Since he won't tell us what Wenxi has done before, let's not worry about it. If one day he thinks the time is right, he will definitely do it. You told us, right?"

Zheng Jirong nodded when he heard this, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, and sighed: "It would be great if I could be as cool as you, senior brother."

"Ever since I took over this task, I have always wanted to understand everything thoroughly when I encounter it. I must not do anything that I don't understand within my capabilities."

"You are right to do this," Linglingqi said with a smile: "When I learned that you had received such a difficult task, I was actually worried about your safety. It was not that you were not capable enough, but that I was worried about Hong Kong Island. You're a mixed bag, you've been straight-tempered and bad-tempered since you were a child, I wouldn't be surprised if someone beat you up one day."

"It's not that bad, is it?"

After Zheng Jirong finished speaking, he thought to himself. It seemed that it was true. The number of assassinations he encountered after joining the club could indeed be counted on one hand. If he didn't have a super-sense being, he would be superior every time he was attacked. He wouldn't be sure. This task has now been carried out by a different person.

"But Ah Fa, I didn't realize until I came to Hong Kong Island that you actually carried out this task so smoothly. This really surprised me."

Ling Lingqi rubbed Zheng Jirong's hair and smiled: "Afa, senior brother, I'm really happy. In the past, you were just like a stupid young man who only knew how to compete with others and practice boxing every day. Now you have finally become a real man."

"Not only did you execute the tasks assigned to you by the organization so perfectly, you also lived up to the trust the country placed in you."

"And you have so many confidantes. Speaking of which, I used to worry that you would be a bachelor for the rest of your life. Now it seems that you may get married earlier than me."

"That's Senior Brother, you are too prodigal." Zheng Jirong pointed at him and smiled: "Look at what you just said, both Zhenzhen and Huahua. It seems that Senior Brother, you are very comfortable here and have met many beautiful girls."

"Don't talk nonsense, don't look at how old they are."

Ling Lingqi immediately denied: "The target of the old revolution still wants to deceive me about this new era gun?"

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Zheng Jirong couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised: "Senior brother, you are really getting more and more knowledgeable in what you say."

After the two joked about it, Zheng Jirong continued: "The day after tomorrow, I will officially take over Heliansheng and become the new talker. When the time comes to serve wine, senior brother, are you interested in coming over and taking a look?"

"give a feast?"

Ling Lingqi said in surprise: "It's not a glorious thing to be the boss of society, but you actually have to serve wine and treat everyone to dinner?"

"Yes," Zheng Jirong said matter-of-factly: "If I don't invite him, how will others know that I have become the boss of the society?"

"Yes, that's true." Ling Lingqi nodded and then said with a stern face, "Are you worried that someone will assassinate you?"

"No, no," Zheng Jirong explained: "That day was a big day for Helian Sheng. If anyone dares to assassinate the new speaker on such an occasion, he will definitely end up facing death. No one will do that. stupid."

"Then I won't go."

After listening to his words, Ling Lingqi refused: "As your golden thigh, I feel that I still have to hide it a little deeper. If others know that we know each other, then you will lose a trump card, right?"

"That's up to you," Zheng Jirong continued, "Senior brother, don't be too confident. My true energy has increased several times compared to before, and my strength and speed have also greatly improved. You may not be so confident now." My opponent."

Hearing this, the corners of Ling Lingqi's mouth raised and she said, "Really? Then find a place to practice?"

Seeing the extremely confident smile on his face, Zheng Jirong said strangely: "Brother, did you not hear clearly? I'm really angry."

"I understand, isn't it just that my anger has increased several times?"

"Forget it, I have to meet a few foreign gang bosses later, so I won't be practicing with you this time, senior brother."

Although he didn't know where Ling Lingqi's confidence came from, looking at his face, he might not be too surprised when he suddenly rose into the air and performed a palm technique that fell from the sky during the sparring session.

ps: I recommend a friend's book "Wizard: Gou in the Steam Age with a little bit of Demon Hunting". It's an excellent article, with a portal at the end.

　I have something going on at home. I want to apologize to everyone. I will write it down tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

　　I recommend a novel by a friend. If you like wizards, don’t miss it.

　　In the age of steam, I walked in the dawn with a musket in my left hand and a staff in my right hand. Behind me stood countless little Assi holding forbidden objects...

　　


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