Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 148 You will die sooner or later from a woman

"very good."

Jiebao nodded with satisfaction: "We must ensure that the great funeral is resolved at once, quickly and accurately."

Just as he was about to continue talking to Lang Ziyan, Lang Ziyan's phone rang. He glanced at the phone and raised his hand to cut it off.

Just as Ji Bao was about to speak, Lang Ziyan's phone rang again. He picked it up again and called again: "It seems that you should answer it first. Maybe it's something important?"

"Yes."

Only then did Liang Ziyan answer the phone. He knew who was calling and immediately laughed: "Oh, beautiful lady, why are you in the mood to call me today?"

The call came from Xiaoli, a counter girl who was selling gold jewelry at the counter. She was pretty good-looking.

Lang Ziyan didn't have any other hobbies, just one word, Lang. After getting tired of playing with those nightclub girls, he thought he should have a little impact on high-end.

He didn't have the capital to find young stars, and lack of money was the most important factor, so he lowered his profile a little and focused on young reporters.

Le Huizhen is his early target.

However, the prodigal son Yan got off to a bad start. He met Wu Zhihui at the beginning of his strategy for Le Huizhen and taught him a lesson. The prodigal son suddenly realized that the young reporter seemed to be unable to handle it even with his current strength.

So ever.

He set his sights on the counter girl at the high-end counter again. The counter girl was not bad looking either. Although she was not as pretty as the young reporter, she was less competitive and much better than the nightclub girl.

Xiaoli is his latest target. The two have been chatting for a while, and Liangziyan is thinking about how to get her.

"Brother Yan."

The delicate voice of the counter lady sounded, with a little bit of dissatisfaction: "Didn't you say you came to review my performance today? Why didn't I see you?"

"I told you that I was very close to becoming the top seller. My colleague's friend came and made three sales for her in one go during the last business hours. I was about to lose my top seller."

All walks of life have indicators. For example, if you add a nightclub girl's WeChat account to the nightclub you often go to, sometimes the nightclub girl will send you a message: Brother, brother, today's performance indicators are still a little behind, come and help me. Let's get a room, okay?
Same thing.

"oops."

Lang Ziyan slapped his head: "Look at my memory, there are so many things that I have forgotten."

"Humph."

Xiaoli snorted and said nothing.

"Okay, okay, I'll come over now." Lang Ziyan promised.

"That's great."

Xiaoli immediately became excited and blew a kiss directly over the phone: "Mua, bring me a bottle of ice mineral water when you come. I'm thirsty."

"no problem!"

When Lang Ziyan heard about his hobby of ice mineral water, he suddenly became excited. He couldn't help but tugged on his collar, and then he noticed that Ju Bao next to him was looking at him coldly, and he quickly hung up: "Okay, okay. Okay, don’t say anything anymore, I’ll be here in a minute.”

"Then you have to hurry up, we'll be closing soon."

"tsk"

Jia Bao watched Lang Ziyan hang up the phone, then frowned and said, "I'm not talking about you, Ayan, I found that you are just a lower-body animal. You are either looking for women or seducing women all day long."

"Have you forgotten what happened to the little reporter last time? Be careful and don't focus on women all day long. Sooner or later, you will die on women."

"Yes Yes."

Lang Ziyan quickly nodded in agreement. Although it was an agreement, it sounded very perfunctory.

Jiebao also lost interest in continuing and waved his hand: "Okay, just remember the funeral. There must be no accidents. Do you know that?"

"I know, don't worry, boss."

Lang Ziyan agreed wholeheartedly and watched Jian Bao leave. He took out his car keys and headed towards Jin Xing in a hurry.

As he drove the car and waited for the red light, his fingers moved leisurely on the steering wheel, and the figure of Xiaoli in business clothes with a bulging front and back appeared in his mind unconsciously.

Although Xiaoli's appearance is not that good compared to those big beauties, her figure is definitely top-notch. If she pushes her butt back and moves it a few times quickly, she may not be able to hold it anymore.

Lang Ziyan was thinking a lot, and he kicked the accelerator and quickly arrived at Jinxing. Before entering, he didn't forget to bring a bottle of water for Xiaoli.

"Give."

Lang Ziyan put the bottle of ice mineral water with water droplets hanging on it in front of Xiaoli: "I've kept you waiting for a long time."

"Thank you, Brother Yan."

Xiaoli came up and gestured to her colleagues with her mouth open: "Look, others have bought a lot more, and I am far behind."

A colleague also found a middle-aged man to come over, with a fat belly sticking out under his suit.

"This and this are all covered by me."

Liang Ziyan didn't even look at it, and pointed at a few to indicate that he wanted it. He didn't care about it at all, not that he had enough money to buy so many things.

It's still his way. If you buy it here, you can just go back to the gold bank on your own territory and sell it to the gold bank. You can sell it back at a slight discount from the original price, and the gold bank doesn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Hey, are you rich?" The middle-aged man looked at the prodigal prodigal Yan Ziyan, sneered and increased the amount.

"Brother Yan!"

Xiaoli became anxious when she saw the other party adding more money. She ran out from behind the counter and ran up to Liang Ziyan who was sitting on the chair. Bo Tao directly gave him a facial cleanser, which instantly put Liang Ziyan in a rocking mood.

"Small idea."

Lang Ziyan was in a good mood and glanced at the most valuable thing on the counter: "That's it."

This thing is not available off-the-shelf, so you have to order it and pay a deposit.

This is what Liang Ziyan wants to play. You only need to pay a deposit, but you don’t have to pay the balance. It’s enough if you can play with Xiaoli.

The middle-aged man's forehead was sweating because of the increase in the amount. He couldn't bear it any longer. The angry counter lady immediately threw her face away. The middle-aged man lost face in front of a woman and looked at Liang Ziyan with a cold face: "Aren't you a little too ungrateful?" Got it? Almost got it?" "It's your mother!"

Lang Ziyan's tone was hard.

Depend on.

What qualifications did a greasy little boss of unknown level have to challenge him? He didn't take him seriously at all.

Lang Ziyan's attitude was tough, and the middle-aged man became unhappy. The two sides escalated to a quarrel stage, and then started fighting.

Lang Ziyan was unexpectedly attacked and his forehead was broken. How could he bear this? Even if he was bullied by Wu Zhihui, he was nothing.

He called his younger brother directly with a phone call. Faced with such a big gesture, the middle-aged man apologized and put down 5 yuan on the spot before letting him leave.

The prodigal son was so proud that he gradually lost himself in Xiaoli's cheers. Originally, he was going to drive Xiaoli directly to the hotel. A spring night is worth a thousand dollars.

Tonight, I was jealous of this little hoof. I wanted to hit her a few more times to get my money back, but the wound on my forehead really hurt a little. I had no choice but to drive her to the hospital.

Lang Ziyan glanced at the street signs and headed towards the nearest Mingxin Hospital, where he found a doctor to treat the wound on his forehead.

In fact, it's not a big deal. Just clean up the coagulated blood and put a band-aid on it. It's no big deal.

Originally it was enough to just get a band-aid, but Luang Ziyan felt that all his money had been spent. Isn't it too much of a loss to just get a band-aid?

So at his strong request, the doctor used gauze to patch it up and finally got it done.

Only then did Lang Ziyan take Xiaoli away from the department. Xiaoli got what she wanted, so of course she had to take good care of Lang Ziyan. She held his arm tightly and rubbed against him.

Not far after I came out of the department, I was met by several people from the hospital, including doctors and nurses. The ones who had just had some kind of surgery late at night were talking as they walked.

At a glance, Liang Ziyan saw a nurse in the crowd. She was of mixed race. Her beautiful face was completely in line with his aesthetics. He was fascinated by her just by meeting her.

The group of people walked in a hurry and suddenly passed by Lang Ziyan.

"Eh."

Lang Ziyan came back to his senses and looked at them who had walked away. He quickly grabbed a passing nurse and pointed to the nurse over there: "What's the name of that doctor?"

"Oh, let's call her Lisa."

The nurse replied casually.

"Do you have a phone number?"

Lang Ziyan opened his mouth and said, "I went to her for treatment last time, and I will go to her again next time."

"what?"

The nurse suddenly had a short-circuit. Looking at the prodigal son with gauze on his forehead, he thought to himself that this sudden attack could be due to a brain injury. Who the hell knows when he will be sick again?

She shook her head: "That's not right. Lisa just came from northern Myanmar a few days ago and came to our hospital for exchange. She does not accept external medical treatment. You remembered wrong. She will go back within half a month."

"Oh."

Lang Ziyan muttered, thoughtfully.

Xiaoli looked at Lang Ziyan's posture and immediately threw away his hands and hugged her arms and became angry. How could she not see that his soul was taken away by the little nurse.

"Oh baby, how could it be?"

Luan Ziyan was no fool. How could he not eat the ready-made food? He put his arm around her waist and said, "I just saw the wrong person. Come on, I saw the wrong person."

He pulled her back into the Lexus and sped towards the hotel. After entering the house, he couldn't wait at the door, but for some reason, Luang Ziyan thought of the little nurse when he rushed forward.

It just hit his heart, it was so beautiful, it stirred his heart, and he silently thought about it in his heart: "Mingxin Hospital, Lisa."

hospital.

Eleven at night.

Lisa took off her white coat, took off her hair tie and relaxed her hair, then shook it and spread it naturally on both sides of her shoulders. When she walked out of the hospital, a young man appeared in front of her.

The man was dressed simply, with a plain T-shirt paired with a pair of overalls, white shoes, and a medium-sized wolf tooth pendant hanging around his neck.

"Such a coincidence."

Lisa recognized him: "Abbu? Right?"

"Ah."

Abu smiled and nodded: "I'm back too. How is Hong Kong Island?"

"pretty good."

Lisa nodded, looked around, shrugged and said: "It's quite late, go back early."

She had a good impression of this man named Abu. The two had had contact in northern Myanmar. She also remembered the gunshot wound patient who was saved by her. One of the reasons was that he was seriously injured at the time, but his hands were clenched tightly. Wearing the wolf fang pendant hanging around his neck.

"I came here specifically to find you."

Abu smiled and said, "It's quite late. Are you hungry? Let's have a midnight snack together? Thank you for saving my life."

"Okay."

Lisa nodded cheerfully: "However, I am a doctor, and saving patients is a matter of course. There is no need to thank me. This is my profession and my responsibility."

"haha okay."

Abu hailed a taxi, and the two of them found a street market to have a simple late-night snack. The two of them chatted for a while, which was quite relaxed and happy.

The two of them ate very simply, in a bustling market, hidden in the dust and smoke. After finishing the meal, they paid the bill at Abu's insistence, and they waved goodbye.

"call"

Abu let out a long breath and glanced at the streets where the crowds were gradually decreasing: "Let's find a place to stay for one night first."

(End of this chapter)