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

Chapter 269: What level, doing the same business as me?

"Mr. Zheng, please calm down. There must be some misunderstanding here."

"Yes, everyone has something to say."

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Seeing Zheng Jirong suddenly violently grabbing He Xin's collar and yelling angrily, everyone who was originally shocked by Beng Yaju's death quickly came up to persuade him.

"have nothing to say!"

Zheng Jirong pushed He Xin away. He pointed at Bengyaju's head on the table and said coldly: "You're a shameless old guy. Do you think you can scare me with a little brat?"

"you"

He Xin's face turned red with anger at Zheng Jirong's words. He had been pampered for decades, and no one had ever dared to talk to him like this, let alone being grabbed by the collar and scolded.

"Do you know who you are talking to?" He Xin stared at him and said solemnly: "I tell you, you will never be able to stand on Ao Island again! And..."

He walked up to Zheng Jirong and said, "Since you dare to threaten me with my family, then you should also be careful."

"Pfft."

Zheng Jirong shook his head disdainfully, looked down at him and said calmly: "If you want to play with me, I will play with you, but I have to remind you that I am not thirty years old this year, as long as you don't kill me , I have plenty of time to make a comeback, but I’m afraid that you old guy can’t afford it, and if you lose, you won’t have a chance to come back!”

He then narrowed his eyes slightly and said viciously: "I never joke. I know exactly where your family of thirteen is now, Xiangdong!"

"Boss!" Li Xiangdong, who was guarding the door like an iron tower, responded quickly.

Zheng Jirong said coldly: "Call me and tell them to chop off the hands of this old guy's eldest son!"

"understand!"

Li Xiangdong took out the phone and dialed. Under He Xin's surprised eyes, he turned on the speakerphone, and the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly came out.

As soon as he heard the first sentence, He Xin's face instantly turned ugly.

"Who are you?! What are you doing? Let me go! Do you know who my father is?!"

This is the voice of his eldest son!

Then before he could react, there was a heartbreaking cry of pain on the phone, and then a cold male voice came from inside: "Boss, I have chopped off my right hand as you said before, and I will continue with my left hand." Chop it?"

“Suppress Guanxi!!!”

He Xin rushed to Zheng Jirong, pointed at him with his whole body trembling and yelled: "Do you really want to fight with me to the death of the He family?!"

"Hey," Zheng Jirong smiled nonchalantly: "You can also find someone to take revenge on me. You have so much money, why don't you just spend tens of millions to reward me? By the way, I forgot to tell you."

"I am the Asian director of the High Table, the world's largest killer organization."

He relit a cigar and said calmly: "If you want to offer a reward to me, please pay me first."

"High Table." He Xin was stunned after hearing this. With his status, he naturally knew what kind of organization the High Table was. Even in his early years, he had used the High Table to offer bounties to eliminate some of his competitors and old enemies.

But to his surprise, Zhen Guanxi turned out to be the Asian director of the High Table

But he did not give in because of this, but sneered: "You just caught me off guard because I didn't take precautions in advance. But I tell you, it's useless for you to be cruel to me, unless you kill me now." Kill me, otherwise I guarantee that you will not be able to leave Ao Island!"

"Can't get out of Ao Island?"

Zheng Jirong looked at him contemptuously and said, "You are just called He Xin. What do you think you are?!"

"If it was Mr. He who said this, I would serve him tea on the spot to apologize."

"But who do you think you are?!"

He Xingyan's face tightened, "Do you know the He family?"

Zheng Jirong glanced at him disdainfully. The He family in He Xin's mouth refers to the family of Mr. He Xian, nicknamed "King of Ao Island". He Xin was able to make his casino business so big purely because of something. His family is behind him.

But what the He family valued at the beginning was not He Xin, but the Huo family who joined forces with He Xin to enter the spinach industry.

It's just that the Huo family has little interest in the gambling industry and looks down on such gray income, so they only invested money but did not participate in any casino management.

In fact, the reason why the Huo family agreed to He Xin's alliance in the first place was because He Xin promised to use part of the proceeds for public welfare and economic construction, so the Huo family joined the bidding process.

If it weren't for He and Huo's family, He Xin wouldn't know where to eat!

"Haha", Zheng Jirong looked at him and said calmly: "The reason why Mr. He reshuffled the cards and developed gambling rights bidding was to change the monopoly of gambling rights, but you, an old guy, are so greedy that you still have three gambling cards in your hand. If you are not satisfied, you even want to get involved in other casino businesses, do you think the He family will let you go?"

"By the way," he then said with a raised corner of his mouth: "Not only the He family, but also Mr. Huo has a lot of opinions on you. You once promised to use half of the proceeds to build roads and bridges in the south to invest in building factories, but Huo The old gentleman has been doing charity work in the south for so many years, but he has never seen a shadow of you, a bastard!"

"You are such a shameless scum, even if I kill you, I would feel dirty!"

Although Zheng Jirong has no relationship with the two big families of He and Huo, those two old gentlemen are both well-known red capitalists. They are considered a family member with him, and there is no problem in trying to pick on their tiger skin.

And what he said was all the truth. He Xin's butt was crooked. It was only after the return of Australia Island in the past few years that he started to crazily please our party, just a wallflower.

The strange thing is that after hearing Zheng Jirong's words, He Xin was not as angry as others imagined. After being silent for a while, he said in a deep voice: "At least there must be an explanation for my son's missing hand."

Zheng Jirong glanced at him and said calmly: "My casino has been troubled by you for so many days, and I have made at least several hundred million less. I want to use all this money to build bridges and roads in the south and build schools."

"Want an explanation from me?"

He stubbed out the cigar butt with his fingers and said harshly: "You don't deserve it!"

He Xinyan's face was ashen and he stared coldly at the man in front of him without saying a word.

Zheng Jirong stood up and wiped his hands with a tissue nonchalantly, and then walked towards the door lightly. Before leaving, he said without looking back: "What happened today is a warning from me. If you If you want revenge, I will accept everything! But I have to tell you in advance."

He turned to look at He Xin and said with a smile: "First help your family prepare the coffin! King of Gamblers!"

After Zheng Jirong and others completely left the conference room, He Xin could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and slammed his fist on the table!

Many people around the table came to comfort and persuade, but most of them just watched silently.

They, the casino bosses, had long been dissatisfied with He Xin, but due to the old guy's power in Ao Island, they could only hold their noses and praise his bad feet. However, Zheng Jirong's arrival this time gave them a big boost. surprise. Zheng Jirong's hard and soft tactics this time left a very deep impression on them, and based on what they learned just now, they discovered that this guy was not only good at the casino business, but also decisive and cruel in dealing with the enemy, and he was also suspected of having someone behind him.

If these casinos that are not owned by He Xin unite to control Guanxi, they may not be able to compete with the old guy He Xin.

Naturally, He Xin didn't know anything about Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts. What he was wondering about now was what the He family's attitude towards him was.

And how could this town in Guanxi be so bold? !

His son's severed hand is small, but He Xin's reputation is big. How dare he, a gangster from a high-level background, dare to smear He Xin's face in front of so many people?

He Xin stood in front of the table and thought expressionlessly for a long time, then slowly shook his head, his face gloomy.

In fact, when the banner of the He family was moved out of Zhen Guanxi, he had some speculations in his mind. Unsurprisingly, this incident should be Mr. Xiao He's warning and beating to him.

Looking at Bengyaju's head on the table, He Xin let out a long sigh.

night.

In the Presidential Suite of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

Zheng Jirong patted Ding Yao's butt and motioned for her to get off him.

After negotiating with He Xin and the others, Zheng Jirong was originally going to take Qiu Jie to do another thing, but as soon as he entered the elevator, he was forced into the suite by Ding Yao.

Before he understood what was going on, the woman Ding Yao hurriedly tied up the loose hair on her forehead and shoulders, and then knelt in front of him.

"You are so majestic today," Ding Yao said obsessively as she lay on his chest.

Zheng Jirong put his hands on the back of his head and looked at the ceiling and said calmly: "You are too timid. He Xin is rich, but his energy and connections are far inferior to Zheng Biao and his group of rich people who made their fortune in industry. "

"In his early years, this guy was nothing more than a bereaved dog whose family was in decline. After making a fortune on a soft diet, he started a casino business through deception and abduction. Many people in the business community on Hong Kong Island look down upon him."

"He is in the gambling industry. Not only is he not as powerful as me on the high road, he also doesn't have as many partners as I am on the white road. When it comes to the backstage, this guy is far less tough than me!"

"Do you think the title [King of Gamblers] is a good word? Hahahaha."

Listening to the man's laughing voice, Ding Yao raised the corner of her mouth and pointedly said: "He Xin's backstage is that [Ao Island King], can your backstage be bigger than his?"

"Mr. He is not his backer. What He Xin can rely on is just some officials bribed by the Portuguese and Macao officials. As for who my backer is, you'd better not find out."

Zheng Jirong then pointed at her and sighed: "I can only tell you that knowing me is really a blessing for you in your previous life. Not only are you alive now, but you can also rely on me to clear your name in a few years."

"Really?" Ding Yao nodded slightly thoughtfully and asked, "Then what do you need me to do?"

"Take good care of your face and figure, and pray every day that I don't get tired of playing with you too soon."

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Ding Yao was speechless when she heard this. She didn't like Zheng Jirong's indifferent attitude towards her. However, after hearing what he said, Ding Yao couldn't help but feel uneasy. She was almost thirty years old, and her skin was obviously not as good as before. So tight, if Zheng Jirong really got tired of playing with her and pushed her away

It seems that it really needs to be taken good care of. I heard from the rich ladies that there is a woman in Hong Kong who makes dumplings that can make a 60-year-old woman look like a girl overnight. I must go there and try it when I have time.

Zheng Jirong saw the woman's thoughtful look and patted her plump thigh in a funny way. He still had some feelings for Ding Yao. Although this woman was ambitious, she was very obedient. If she could always be so obedient, Zheng Jirong wouldn't mind breaking up in the future. Give her some benefits.

Taking his arms out of her arms, Zheng Jirong got dressed and prepared to leave. Ajie and others were still waiting for him downstairs.

However, as soon as he got out of bed, he was stopped by a woman. Ding Yao asked curiously: "You told He Xin before that the money you earned in the casino was originally going to be used to build a school in the south. Is this true?"

"Of course it's true. Except for the logistics company, the cash reserves of other companies under my name are very sufficient. As for the logistics company, it also has gambling boats and blood transfusions. The money from the Ao Island Casino is of little use to me. It is difficult to understand that it is used to build my hometown. Is it? It’s very pitiful for children to have no books to read.”

Ding Yao nodded, and then said seriously: "Then my share in the casino should also be used for charity in the south. Whether it is to build roads or schools, Brother Rong makes the decision."

Hearing this, Zheng Jirong stopped holding the cufflinks. After staring at Ding Yao in silence for a while, a smile appeared on his face.

"Your road is really getting wider and wider."

Zheng Jirong walked out of the room. The corridor was already filled with guards who had arrived from Hong Kong a few hours ago. They were standing on both sides in an orderly manner.

Although he had slapped He Xin in the face very well before, he still attached great importance to safety issues. Not only the corridors on this floor, but also the lobby of the hotel and the road outside were all filled with people from his Huasheng escorts. .

The world is dangerous and we must guard against it.

Outside the hotel, Qiu Jie and others were waiting by the car. When he saw a group of people coming down from the elevator, he worriedly said to Zheng Jirong: "Why don't we go back to Hong Kong Island first, in case this guy He Xin... Don’t take this tone.”

"Don't worry," Zheng Jirong patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "There are just some minor conflicts between He Xin and I. And as the saying goes, the older you get, the less courageous you are. This old guy is not as impulsive as you think."

"Then them?" Qiu Jie pointed to the guards who came from Hong Kong Island on both sides.

"Oh, the escort company will officially open in two days. The first batch of orders are all from Hong Kong Island's top wealthy people, so bringing them out to see the world this time is just a rehearsal."

Qiu Jie nodded understandingly after hearing this, and followed him into the car. He originally wanted to talk to Brother Rong about something, but seeing Zheng Jirong closing his eyes and concentrating, he had no choice but to give up.

Tens of seconds later, a convoy of more than 20 vehicles slowly drove towards the dock.

After a while, Zheng Jirong, who was still dozing, was suddenly woken up by Qiu Jie, "Brother Rong, we are here."

"Ok?"

Zheng Jirong looked out the window unhappily, "So close? The car arrived in less than five minutes?"

"E'ao Island is small, only five kilometers from east to west, and the longest point from north to south is only twelve kilometers."

Zheng Jirong shook his head and got out of the car. The Hong Kong Island in this time and space was more than twice as big as in reality, but the Aodao Bay Island had not changed at all. It was really unpredictable.

Zheng Jirong looked up at Bei'an Pier on Ao Island. There were many ships docked here, but they were not fishing boats or ferries, but luxury yachts. There was a gambling boat floating on the sea not far from the pier. .

This gambling boat was the one that Qiu Jie's senior brother Zhan Yongfei defrauded from his master.

After Zheng Jirong took a look, he slowly said:

"What kind of level do you do the same business as me?!"

　I'm sorry, I couldn't keep the chapter I promised to make up for what I owe today. I owe you what I owe, and I will definitely pay it back!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)