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Chapter 230 "Am I not a human being?! Am I a human being?"

New Year's Day.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the clouds on a luxurious villa on the mountainside. The villa is surrounded by green trees and carefully manicured gardens. On New Year's Day, the exterior of the villa is decorated with New Year's decorations, bright and colorful. Chinese knots and red lanterns swayed gently in the breeze.

At this moment, the entrance of the villa was busy with people coming and going, and inside the villa, the huge living room was also crowded with people.

Zheng Jirong took the New Year's gift from Jimmy's girlfriend and joked to Jimmy next to her: "Why are you wrapping it so tightly? The gift can't be seen by anyone?"

"No, no," Jimmy said with a smile: "The [Champion Cigar] just released by the Brazilian Davidoff Cigar Company, the first batch was limited to only two hundred boxes. I raised the price many times to buy this box. Honor. Brother, just don’t think it’s shabby.”

"We are all our own people. We just want to say New Year's greetings and we don't need any other gifts. It's true."

Zheng Jirong pointed to Jimmy with a smile, and then asked Ruan Mei to show Jimmy's girlfriend Heidi around the house. He looked at their backs and said, "Why have you changed your girlfriend again? I have never seen this Heidi before. "

"She is a talented student in the Chinese Department of Island University in Hong Kong. I just met her not long ago. My grandma likes her very much."

Jimmy's parents died young, and he has been living with his grandmother since he was a child. Therefore, Zheng Jirong nodded after hearing this and said: "It's good that the old man is satisfied, but let's talk about it."

He glanced at the man next to him, and said with a smile: "You seem to be particularly fond of talented women. The girlfriend you are dating is either a talented student or a female writer."

Jimmy shrugged innocently and said, "I just want to make progress too much."

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong smiled and patted Jimmy on the back, leading him to sit down on the sofa.

He then pointed to the people in the hall who came to pay New Year's greetings and said to Jimmy: "Speaking of which, I thought that many people would come to pay New Year's greetings today, but the number of people who came really exceeded my expectations."

"Yeah," Jimmy looked around, nodded and sighed: "A year ago, who would have thought that we could achieve this."

The group of people in the living room have complex identities, including district councilors, celebrities, wealthy merchants, and community representatives.
But today they came here just to take advantage of the festival to show their goodwill to Mr. Zheng, the underground emperor of Kowloon.

While Zheng Jirong was talking to Jimmy, a slightly bald man wearing glasses straightened his collar in front of the reflection on the glass, and then walked up to Zheng Jirong holding a wine glass.

"Hello Mr. Zheng, I wish you a happy new year and good luck in everything. I am the councilor of Yau Tsim Mong District, Kan Ting Chi. You can just call me Ah Chi. This is my business card."

Zheng Jirong took the business card he handed over, glanced at it, and asked with a smile: "It turns out to be Congressman Jian. I'm really sorry. I have too many guests here, so I was a little neglectful for a while. Don't mind."

"How could it be possible?" Kan Dingchi said with a smile, "Mr. Zheng has many things to do every day. We are really lucky to have you in Yau Tsim Mong District."

Seeing the flattering smile on the face of the congressman named Jian, Zheng Jirong couldn't tell for a while whether he was telling the truth or irony, so he asked directly: "Congressman Jian seems to have something to tell me, if it's convenient Might as well just say it.”

"Hahaha, Mr. Zheng is really quick to talk."

Kan Ting-chi bent over and smiled, and then said directly: "I have been a councilor in Wan Chai before, but during this time I returned to our Yau Tsim Mong district."

"Wow, I was fascinated by this place as soon as I came here. Not only is the economy good, but the public security is also better!"

“You don’t have to worry about robbery and theft during the day, and you don’t have to be afraid of those speedster gangs at night. It’s such a great place!”

"So I hope that in the next election for Yau Tsim Mong District Councilor, Mr. Cheng can call on your tens of thousands of employees to vote for me together."

"Let's revitalize West Kowloon together! Revitalize Yau Tsim Mong!"

It turned out that it was for this matter. After hearing this, Zheng Jirong glanced at Jimmy on the side, then frowned and asked: "Jimmy, I heard that dozens of fishing boats in the group seemed to have been detained by the customs due to some things recently. There is no such thing?"

"Yeah, they said that our logistics company is using these ships for smuggling privately, so..."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this must be a misunderstanding." Jimmy was interrupted by Jian Dingchi before he finished speaking. He assured the two of them: "I will go back to them to clarify the misunderstanding. Mr. Zheng, you are our best." How could the leading taxpayer in the prosperous area engage in smuggling? Don’t worry, I will definitely help you get justice in this matter!"

"Oh"

Zheng Jirong tilted his head when he heard this, raised his wine glass and smiled lightly at him: "Then I'll trouble Councilor Jian."

"Haha, you're welcome. I'm troubling you, Mr. Zheng."

After seeing off the groveling congressman, other people around him came up to greet him warmly. They didn't leave even after delivering the gifts, just so they could chat with Zheng Jirong for a few more words and keep a familiar face.

After all, in Kowloon, Mr. Cheng's words are more effective than those of the Hong Kong government.

At this time, two more men walked in outside the living room door. The appearance of one of them instantly attracted the attention of many people present.

Asia’s No. [-] Kung Fu Superstar—Long Wei!
After he came in and saw Zheng Jirong in the middle of the crowd, he quickly came up and stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, Mr. Zheng, I wish you a happy new year."

"Hahaha," Zheng Jirong said with a smile, "Awei, you are serious."

"It should be," Long Wei said gratefully, "If it weren't for you, Mr. Zheng, I would have died at the Cointreau Hotel a long time ago."

"Hey, don't say such things during the Chinese New Year. Awei, you are a lucky person, so don't think wildly."

Zheng Jirong pretended to be displeased and patted the back of his hand, then smiled at Li Jie who was holding a gift and said, "Bold, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and you don't even come to see me when you have time."

Li Jie put the gift on the table and said with a grin: "Sorry, Brother Rong, I have been filming in the desert with Awei recently, and I just returned to Hong Kong two days ago."

"It's a big drama and we have to go to the desert."

Long Wei explained: "In an adventure movie, the protagonist goes to the desert to find a group of gold left behind by German NC officers when they evacuated."

"Oh?" Zheng Jirong exclaimed, "It's very interesting just to listen to it. Remember to send me an invitation to the premiere."

"Definitely. I heard that Mr. Zheng, you have recently opened a film company. If you have any use for me, Longwei, just ask, Mr. Zheng."

"Okay, that's settled."

Zheng Jirong was overjoyed when he saw this kid being so righteous and asked deliberately: "Awei, do you think there really is gold left by NC in the desert?"

"Forehead"

Long Wei thought for a while and then shook his head and said: "I can't say for sure. Our screenwriter has checked the information before and said that there is a high possibility of gold, but this matter has nothing to do with me. After all, I am not a real person." The treasure hunter."

Zheng Jirong clicked along, wondering if there was gold in the desert. It was actually very simple. Just look for a big-nosed treasure hunter named Jackie the Eagle in this world.While he was daydreaming, he suddenly found that his trousers had been pulled down twice. He looked down and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Whose little beauty is this? She's so beautiful." Zheng Jirong bent down and picked up Xinxin, grabbing her mouth.

"Uncle Zheng, don't you remember me? I am Xinxin and my father is Qiu Jie."

After hearing this, Zheng Jirong chuckled and said, "Of course I remember. No one can forget us Xinxin."

He then joked to Qiu Jie who brought Xinxin over: "Ajie, bring Xinxin here early in the morning to ask for red envelopes."

"This girl got up before dawn to put on new clothes, and even dragged me to come to wish Brother Rong a happy New Year." Qiu Jie said helplessly.

"Hahaha", seeing the little girl coming out of the shadow of childhood abuse, Zheng Jirong was happy from the bottom of his heart. He took out a pile of prepared red envelopes from his pocket, stuffed them all into Xinxin's arms, and touched her The head smiled and said: "Remember to come over and give Uncle Zheng a New Year's greeting next year."

"Yes!" Xinxin nodded heavily in agreement, and then kissed Zheng Jirong on the cheek.

After putting Xinxin down and letting her go play in the yard, Zheng Jirong saw how cheerful and lively she was now and said to Qiujie, "It seems that the psychiatrist is very capable, and Xinxin's treatment was very successful."

"Yes," Qiu Jie nodded and said, "I would also like to thank you, Brother Rong. Without you, I really don't know what our father and daughter would be like now."

"Hey, my brother, don't say such things."

Zheng Jirong sat down with his arms around his shoulders and chatted with him about the recent gambling events. When it came to the upcoming charity Poker King competition, Qiu Jie suddenly expressed his willingness to participate.

Zheng Jirong was surprised when he found out: "Ajie, logically I should support you, but you are a father now, so I thought you wouldn't care about fame and fortune."

Qiu Jie explained: "I really had no interest in these things originally, but I heard some news that in order to expand the influence of the event, the organizers directly invited all the gambling masters in the world, such as Gao Jin, Leili, Chen Jincheng and other famous gambling circles. Big guys all participate in the competition, so I..."

Zheng Jirong understood instantly when he saw this. After all, Qiu Jie had been learning gambling since he was a child. It might have been his dream for many years to be able to compete on the same stage with these big names in the gambling world.

He patted Qiu Jie on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Ajie, as long as you have confidence, I will support you. No matter what the devil or the god of gambling is, I'm waiting to see you and Ah Xing defeat them!"

"Thank you Brother Rong!"

At this time, a burst of crackling firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the gate, attracting the attention of many people.

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong turned his head and glanced around, just in time to see Sonny, wearing a red suit and leading a group of boys, walking in with a cheerful look on his face.

"Brother Rong! Happy New Year!" After seeing him, Sonny enthusiastically spread his arms and shouted forward.

Zheng Jirong slapped him hard twice on the back and asked with a smile: "Didn't you go back to Bay Island to spend the New Year with the old man? Why did you come back so early in the morning?"

"I have to come early to wish you a happy New Year, boss. By the way, this is a friend I met in Wandao. I heard that I was going to wish you a New Year, Brother Rong, so I also came to see the world." Sonny pointed to a friend beside him. A thin but energetic middle-aged man introduced.

"Oh? Who are you?" Zheng Jirong turned his eyes to him.

"Loud! Loud! Raise!" He grinned widely, then stretched out his hand and shook his head and shouted: "Brother Rong, Brother Rong, Brother Rong!!!"

"Forehead"

Zheng Jirong was stunned. He didn't expect this guy to be so enthusiastic when they first met. After shaking his hand, Zheng Jirong looked at the four boys behind Sonny holding glass boxes and asked curiously: "What's going on? , Why are you covering it with a cloth when you want to give a gift?"

"I don't want to give you a surprise, boss."

Sonny waved his hand behind him, and the four boys immediately tore off the red cloth on the glass box. It turned out that each box contained a gold medal dozens of centimeters long. Each gold medal was engraved with words. When combined, it was exactly 【Wealth and Prosperity】Four big characters!
Many people around him sighed in surprise when they saw it. Sonny smiled with satisfaction after seeing it, and then introduced to Zheng Jirong: "Brother Rong, these are pure gold, just like you, boss, they are of real value. , real material, and it also symbolizes your noble status, boss! Are you right?"

After hearing this, everyone around them applauded in agreement.

Zheng Jirong looked at the four gold medals. Although he felt a little extravagant and wasteful, it was his subordinate's intention after all. He should be happy to have such a filial brother.

Taking the cigar lit by Sonny, he pointed at the gold medal and said, "I usually hate receiving expensive gifts, but a gift like gold is not bad. After all, it is also a work of art. In addition to its appreciation value, It can also improve your mood."

He nodded to Sonny and said, "You are more serious this time."

"Brother Rong, as long as you are satisfied!"

However, Sonny was not happy for long. The Twelve Young Masters also walked in with a group of people, and behind him were the younger brothers holding glass boxes. However, the number of younger brothers changed from four on Sonny's side to More than a dozen.
"Brother Rong! Happy New Year! I wish you all the best this year!!"

"You two guys have an appointment, right?" Zheng Jirong patted him on the back and asked.

"Appointment? With whom?"

The Twelve Young Masters looked around at the people around him. When he saw Sonny and the four younger brothers holding gold medals beside him, he smiled disdainfully and said: "You people from Wandao Island are really stingy. Brother Rong takes a piece as big as Kwun Tong." The place is left to you, and you just bring a few people here to give gifts to the boss?"

DaShengfa was unhappy when he saw this and said, "Am I not a human being?! I will fight to the end."

"Hey," Sonny stopped the impatient Dafa and said to the Twelve Young Masters: "What's the use of having too many people? The most important thing in giving gifts is the intention and value. No matter how much you give a worthless thing, what's the use."

Dadaofa echoed: "Do you understand? People ask you if you have money?!"

The Twelve Young Masters glared at the loud voice next to Sonny, pointed to the younger brother holding the glass box behind him, and introduced to Zheng Jirong who was watching the show: "Boss, I know that you are indifferent to fame and wealth, and the last thing you care about is glory and wealth. These are vulgar things, so I specially asked someone to make them to give you this great gift!"

After he finished speaking, the younger brothers behind him all stood in a row, and everyone lifted up the red cloth in their hands.

The gold medal is also a gold medal that is tens of centimeters long, but the words on it have changed from "Wealth and Prosperity" given by Sonny to "Carry on the past and forge ahead with glory, write a new chapter with radiance"!
"it is good!"

After Zheng Jirong saw this line of writing, he nodded in surprise and said, "Twelve Young Masters, you are serious. I am very satisfied with this line of writing!"

"Hahaha!"

The Twelve Young Master glanced at Sonny who was unhappy, bowed his head to Zheng Jirong and smiled happily: "Boss, as long as you are satisfied!"

Just when he was enjoying himself, someone suddenly shouted loudly from behind: "Young Master Twelve, you are too stingy. The boss is so kind to us, so why don't you just give us a few gold medals to make up for it?!"

(End of this chapter)