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

Chapter 294: Don’t mention someone else’s mother right from the start

Hung Hom Sports Centre, 9 Cheong Wan Road, Hung Hom, Kowloon.

As a large indoor stadium that can accommodate more than 15,000 spectators, the crowd outside the stadium was surging like a tide at this time. Spectators coming from all directions were waving flags excitedly or clenching their fists nervously in anticipation of the upcoming start. The boxing match is exciting.

People are crowded together, excited, waiting to enter the venue to see the fierce three-place boxing championship!

At this time, the venue was even more lively. The audience cheered and cheered for their supporters. Many people even waved signs with the faces of various boxers on them. The entire venue was filled with an atmosphere of tension and excitement. Every time You can feel the enthusiasm and anticipation in your breathing.

In the VIP channel, Ruan Mei listened to the deafening cheers and cheers outside and asked in shock: "It's just a trial match, why are there so many people watching? Kuriyama, have you ever seen so many people when watching a boxing match in Japan? ?”

Next to him, Chiaki Kuriyama, who was still wearing his school uniform, shook his head and said, "The sumo wrestling match is the most watched in Japan. I haven't seen a boxing match or anything like that."

In fact, not only them, but even Zheng Jirong, who was walking at the front, was shocked by the fiery atmosphere. Jiang Tianyang was really good at boxing matches.

During this period, all the major newspapers and magazines in Hong Kong were full of news about the Hong Kong-Japan Muay Thai match. Either a Japanese boxer insulted ZG Kung Fu, or there was a Thai boxer who said that Kung Fu was all about fists and legs. It was almost all like this twice a day for half a month. News report.

Originally, Zheng Jirong was a little disdainful of Jiang Tianyang's hype methods, but now he saw that the effect was unexpectedly good.

I have to say that compared with the generation 20 or 30 years later, today’s Hong Kong people are indeed patriotic!

At this time, Jiang Tianyang, who was sitting in the front row of the auditorium and warmly greeted the wealthy businessmen and bosses around him, saw Zheng Jirong and others coming out of the VIP aisle. He quickly put down his cigar and stood up to greet them.

"Mr. Zheng, Mrs. Zheng, how are you? Are you satisfied with the atmosphere?"

Zheng Jirong raised his head and looked around, nodded and said, "Yes, you did not disappoint me."

"Hahaha," Jiang Tianyang explained while welcoming them to the VIP table: "We spent millions on pre-heating and advertising for today's boxing match, plus the hype that insulted ZG's martial arts. , it deserves to become popular.”

"Of course," he lit a cigar for Zheng Jirong and said with a smile: "This is also inseparable from your reputation in Hong Kong Island, Mr. Zheng. After the citizens knew that the organizer was Huasheng Group, many people also It’s because of Mr. Zheng’s reputation.”

"hehe."

While they were chatting, many people walked out of the VIP aisle. There were high-ranking businessmen like Wang Bao Optimus Prime and others, as well as rich people like Wang Wanwan and Lin Dayue who usually loved eating, drinking and having fun.

Zheng Jirong observed for a while and quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't find Cheng Yuntao and Cheng Leer.

Originally, he was not planning to bring Ruan Mei over for today's boxing match, but since she has been with him for a long time, this girl's personality has become a little more coquettish.

After seeing that he didn't agree, he actually pulled his arm and said "hmm", and as the saying goes, a good man cannot beat three "ums", so Zheng Jirong had no choice but to bring Ruan Mei and her bodyguard Li Shan over.

Fortunately, Cheng Leer didn't come, otherwise there would have been a good show.

"Brother Rong!"

"Ah Hui? You're here too."

Zheng Jirong hugged Zheng Biao's only son Zheng Hui with a smile on his face. He heard Zheng Biao talk to him a few times before. It seems that Zheng Hui has resigned from the police force and has now begun to slowly take over some of the Zheng Group's businesses. No. If something unexpected happens, this kid will inherit Zheng Biao's status as the richest man in a few years.

"Dad is discussing business in Seoul during this period. He won't be able to come back for a while. Brother Rong, please forgive me."

"Hey," Zheng Jirong put his arm on Zheng Hui's shoulder and said intimately, "Where did you go with your words? Do you treat me like an outsider?"

He then turned his attention to Xiaohong who came with Ah Hui, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You two."

"Xiaohong is my girlfriend now," Zheng Hui replied with some embarrassment.

"Hahaha, good things come good, I will prepare a big red envelope for you during the wedding reception!"

After Zheng Jirong asked Zheng Hui and the others to sit down next to him, Wang Wanwan on the side chewed his cigar and said curiously: "Ah Rong, we are old friends. Please tell me some news. How should I vote in this match?"

"No, it's a million dollars. I'm the biggest boxer in Hong Kong. It's not easy to make some hard money."

After Zheng Jirong smiled helplessly, he winked at Jiang Tianyang, who had been standing beside him smiling but not daring to interrupt.

After receiving his hint, Jiang Tianyang immediately laughed and whispered to Wang Wanwan and others: "The Thai player will fall in the third round in the first game, and in the second game..."

"Damn it, why are most of the Hong Kong Island players losing?!"

Lin Dayue said unhappily: "Do you know how to hold a boxing match? Ah Rong, this big guy won't play tricks on us again, right?!"

"Don't worry, Dayue." Zheng Jirong patted his shoulder to calm him down, and then explained to a group of wealthy people around him: "I spent so much money on warm-up in the early stage just to provoke the audience to hate players from other regions. Their hostility, if we win the trial directly, the anger in the hearts of the citizens will be vented, and it will definitely not attract much attention in the future."

"So we have to continue to lose in the selection competition and continue to let those Japanese and Thai guys provoke us. The more angry the citizens are, the more talents we will see, right?"

"Then when the time comes." Zheng Jirong said with a smile: "It would be interesting to arrange for a local Kung Fu boy to go up against the current and slap all the foreign players in the face to win the championship!" After listening to Zheng Jirong's words, everyone understood and understood. Nodding, it was really interesting to hear what he said.

"However, except for the selection rounds, there will not be any behind-the-scenes operations in the subsequent boxing matches. Please be more careful when placing your bets."

"Damn it, then what you just said was not in vain."

"Yes, Ah Rong, tell me who your chosen champion is, and at worst, I'll give you a yacht!"

Facing everyone's inquiries, Zheng Jirong returned to his seat with a smile without saying a word. These guys treated him like a sheep. It was okay to let them take advantage of the trial. How could he do it later in the finals and finals? Give up the benefits.

At this time, the chandelier above the boxing gym suddenly went out. As the audience exclaimed, the host on the ring picked up the microphone and began to introduce the players from various places.

The first to appear were Thai boxers. Although the region of these guys was listed as Thailand, Zheng Jirong knew that there were actually many Malay and Yuenan boxers among them. Jiang Tianyang probably spent a lot of effort searching for these guys.

It is worth mentioning that the players in this South Asian team are not tall and even a little thin, but the aura they exude is very awe-inspiring, not to mention their well-defined muscles and calloused elbows. Knees, just the persistence and bloodiness revealed in his eyes make people dare not underestimate him.

"What's the name of the leading boy?" Zheng Jirong asked, pointing to the boxer at the front who had an expressionless face and cold eyes.

"Rama, an Indonesian, this guy used to be a DU police officer, and I paid a lot of money to recruit him."

"interesting."

After all the Thai boxers came on stage, next came the Japanese boxers led by Karate Master Duanshui Shui. This group of people were wearing white shirts. After coming out of the channel, each one of them stared at the audience who were insulting them. , and some people directly raised their fists to provoke the Thai players on the opposite side.

"Mr. Zheng, do you have any plans for this senior master of karate?"

Hearing Jiang Tianyang's words next to him, Zheng Jirong glared at him displeased, "How many times do you want me to say, as long as you finish the trial, any subsequent competition will be based on strength. If this senior brother has the strength to defeat everyone, then Why not give him the championship?!"

".I see."

While the two were talking, all the players from Hong Kong Island were also on the stage. Each of them was wearing a red jersey with the word "Hua Sheng" embroidered on it. There were as many as a dozen people, except for the ones they saw last time in the villa. In addition to the specially trained seed players, there are also seven or eight people who are used to make up the numbers and make money.

When he saw He Jinyin, who seemed a little out of place among the many strong men, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but laugh. Hearing Ghost Wang Da say that Ah Yin is definitely a martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a century, especially when practicing their ancient boxing techniques, the progress It can be said that he has made a thousand miles with each passing day. As long as he reaches the ground now, even Gao Gang is no match for Ah Yin.

Moreover, Gui Wangda was surprised to say that Ah Yin's vitality is like an invincible little strong. Every time he is beaten, he vomits several kilograms of blood and can still get up and lock people down. It can be said that he is the secret weapon of the Hong Kong Island team!

Since it is a secret weapon, these small competitions can no longer be played. Just when Zheng Jirong was secretly thinking about how to send Ah Yin all the way to the finals, there was a sudden quarrel on the other side of the ring, and there were waves of yelling and cursing.

"Who are you scolding, lame? Be respectful when you speak to our senior brother!"

"Respect your mother! So what if I scold you?!"

"Damn it, if you scold me again, I'll catch you."

"If you dare to catch me, I'll be happy!"

"If you have the guts, come to the ring and see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Lame your mother!"

"Whatever the noise is, shut up!"

Zheng Jirong stood up from his seat and walked to the two of them, "With so many spectators watching, how can you be so noisy and unbecoming?"

When the eldest brother saw that the person coming was Zheng Jirong, he immediately shut up and said nothing. Just seeing him, the eldest brother felt a dull pain in the chest where he had slapped him before.

"Brother Rong, it's not our fault for this." Gui Wangda looked at the Japanese team opposite and said with a frown: "You also heard it. This guy insulted me in public for being a lame. I can't help but scold him?"

"Then don't go so far as to mention my mother when you first come up."

"Is there anything wrong, Brother Rong? I am the head coach, give me some privileges!"

"At most, you can mention his mother."

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(End of this chapter)