"It's so low-level!" Shi Zhijian looked at the three hundred Hong Kong dollars stuffed in his pocket. Once upon a time, the billionaire Shi Zhijian actually relied on sweet talk to collect tips?
A penny can stump a heroic man, but you really don’t deceive me!
In the restaurant behind him, the fat white man rubbed his hands and paced back and forth, "Tomorrow Mr. Feng from Lee's Shipping Company is coming, and a big shot is coming too. We must arrange some good meals. What are the free programs? Pipa Ditty, or Thailand Singing and dancing? I have a headache, this is big business!"
The female receptionist next to her couldn't help it, "But it seems that the gentleman hasn't paid the deposit yet?"
"Deposit? Didn't you see that I gave him three hundred yuan? What I'm afraid of now is not whether he will pay the deposit, but that he won't come! It's a big deal, you must seize it!"
Shi Zhijian left the hotel, his stomach growling with hunger. He went to a Hainanese chicken rice stall with 300 Hong Kong dollars in his pocket, ordered a piece of Hainanese chicken rice, and ordered a soda, and then ate happily.
After eating, Shi Zhijian didn't forget about Tang Long, who was recuperating, so he packed him a piece of plain-cut chicken and added some skin on it.
Shi Zhijian took a rickshaw all the way back to the place where he lived. Now he hates living in Master Ma's house. It's too troublesome to go back and forth by land and boat.
I got off the car, paid, and whistled not far away. The punters all knew him now, but no one wanted to come and take over the business. Master Ma's family was too unlucky, and they were afraid of being infected by the plague or being demoted.
Aji, the only boatman willing to carry Shi Zhijian, was busy transporting a boatload of pineapples and needed to wait for a while.
Helpless, Shi Zhijian had no choice but to hold the five-chia skin and white-cut chicken with one hand, take out a cigarette with the other hand, bite it on his mouth, light it, and eat the cigarette in the wind.
About a quarter of an hour later, Aji came over in a boat. Now he was the only one who had the courage to pull people back and forth from the witch doctor's door.
Shi Zhijian jumped on the boat with his things, popped out a cigarette and handed it to Aji.
Aji was flattered and hurriedly took the cigarette. When he saw that it was a foreigner, Sanwu was reluctant to smoke it, so he put it to his nose and smelled it. Then he put it in his left ear and said to Shi Zhijian in jerky Chinese: "Thank you."
Shi Zhijian smiled and pointed to where Master Ma lived, and Aji started paddling.
To be honest, Aji is actually very taboo about transporting people to Master Ma's house. However, his family is poor and his wife has just given birth to a child. The child is not heavy enough and he is born prematurely. He needs to go to the hospital for oxygen every now and then, and his wife cannot sleep in bed. To move around, the whole family needs him to support him. Not to mention that Master Ma knows witchcraft, even if he is a fierce ghost, Aji has to bite the bullet and start this business.
Soon they arrived at Master Ma's house. This time, Aji did not run away immediately. Instead, he stretched his neck and looked at the wooden house curiously. He did not dare to do this before, but Shi Zhijian and Tang Long had lived here for so long. Nothing happened, which made Aji curious.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to come up?" Axiang came out with the washbasin, saw Aji looking this way, and said.
Aji didn't say anything, and hurriedly paddled away.
Ah Xiang said disdainfully: "Cowards! These Thai guys are really uneducated and believe in gods and ghosts..."
Shi Zhijian smiled and said: "Girl, you are destroying your own brand, your grandfather is a witch doctor!"
"What's wrong with the witch doctor? It's all passed down from our ancestors. These people still think that my grandfather is the plague and hide away all day long!" After finishing speaking, Axiang looked at the food and wine that Shi Zhijian was carrying, "Oh, are you rich?"
"A little bit," Shi Zhijian said, "I made a little money to improve my life, but I always eat gruel every day, and I lose all my strength!"
A Xiang snorted: "Do you think this is a hotel, where you eat and drink every day?"
"I don't dare to have that kind of extravagant hope," Shi Zhijian said with a smile, "so I have to make a small stove for myself! By the way, the plain chicken is very busy. Miss Axiang, are you interested in trying it?"
Ah Xiang raised her chin: "I'm sorry, I don't eat the food that comes from here!"
"Oh, Miss Ah Xiang is very educated, and I also like classical Chinese. Let's discuss it someday!" Shi Zhijian entered the room with a smile.
Ah Xiang was holding a washbasin from behind and pouring water into the river, and then stared at Shi Zhijian’s back with her hands on her hips: "You are selling yourself for glory! I wonder if you are attracted by a rich woman next to you? If you have money to buy white-cut chicken, you will almost become a rich man yourself."
The chicken is cut for nothing!”
…
Shi Zhijian entered the house carrying wine and food, and immediately saw Tang Long standing and exercising, constantly lifting and putting down two buckets of water.
Shi Zhijian was surprised: "What?"
"Exercise."
"Sharp!" Shi Zhijian put down the five-chia skin and white-cut chicken, and found bowls and chopsticks: "Stop exercising, come here, I'll turn on the stove for you!"
When Tang Long saw the plain-cut chicken, his appetite immediately aroused, and his saliva almost came to his throat.
During this period of time, he was going back and forth from gruel to gruel, and what was even more miserable for Shi Zhijian was that he had to drink very bitter soup. For him, who used to eat fish and eat meat, and drank wine instead of singing, it was simply worse than death.
"Where did the money come from?" Tang Long put down the bucket for exercise and looked at Shi Zhijian with some suspicion. He knew that Shi Zhijian had already spent every penny to treat him.
Shi Zhijian sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and patted his wrist twice: "I didn't expect the blood price in Thailand to be so good!"
"Are you going to sell blood?" Tang Long was shocked.
Shi Zhijian put down his sleeves, looked at Tang Long and said righteously: "Don't say that, it's just selling a little blood, it's not a big deal! According to Mr. Xu Sanguan, you can come back after drinking two large bowls of water!"
Tang Long didn't know who "Xu Sanguan" was, but he was completely moved by Shi Zhijian's behavior of selling blood for money to buy food and wine for himself!
Tang Long has always been a ruthless person, and he lives by killing in the boxing ring. He never knows what family and friendship are.
Ever since he met Shi Zhijian, his frozen heart was slowly melted by Shi Zhijian's friendship. Without saying it, he already had an indescribable "dependence" on Shi Zhijian.
Even though Shi Zhijian was a few years younger than him, in Tang Long's eyes and in his mind, Shi Zhijian seemed to be the "parent of the family".
Now that the person who cared about him the most made such an astonishing move to sell blood for himself, Tang Long could no longer bear it, and the corners of his eyes became wet.
Shi Zhijian just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect that fool Tang Long would take it seriously. Now his eye circles were red, and he was almost crying, and said hurriedly: "Don't think too much, and don't have too many burdens. In fact, it's my mouth too."
Greedy, want to drink wine and eat meat..."
It was okay if Shi Zhijian didn't explain it. Once he explained it, Tang Long felt that Shi Zhijian was saying this deliberately to make him feel better.
"I...you..." Tang Long's lips trembled with emotion, and he didn't know what to say.
"Eat meat quickly!" Shi Zhijian clamped a piece of chicken leg meat and blocked his mouth.
…
The next day.
As agreed, Shi Zhijian rushed to Fugui Restaurant early in the morning.
After Shi Zhijian left, Axiang started to make medicine again. Looking at Shi Zhijian's leaving figure, she said sadly in her heart: "Leaving in such a hurry? Is that rich woman very beautiful? I just went there yesterday, and I can't wait to go there again today - Man
Ah, there is no good thing! Bah!"
In the room, Tang Long looked at the two crutches sandwiched between his armpits, and remembered that Shi Zhijian "sold his blood" to buy food and drink for himself last night, and he was inexplicably moved in his heart!
I feel that I have found the biggest goal in life, which is to exercise well and repay Shi Zhijian!
Snap!
Tang Long threw away his crutch, then moved with difficulty towards the various herbal bags hanging in the room.
These bags contain various precious medicinal materials bought by Master Ma and Miss Axiang. Hanging them can avoid insects and ants, and can also be air-dried.
Tang Long closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he regarded the herbal bag in front of him as a punching bag for boxing!
Tang Long raised his legs with all his strength————
A stagger!
Almost fell!
no!
He failed!
The movements that I was so skillful in before are now so difficult to do!
Tang Long endured the pain in his waist, stood firm again, and then kicked towards the medicine bag again!
Needless to say, it failed again!
Then, the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...
The 378th time!
Tang Long was panting, sweating profusely, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
But even so, he still didn't give up!
The image of Shi Zhijian's warm smile and the image of him showing his arms and talking about selling blood immediately appeared in his mind, and Tang Long immediately felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood!
"Ah-da!" Tang Long suddenly jumped up and did a roundhouse kick!
Snap!
This time he completed the move perfectly!
The medicine bag was kicked out by him!
Bang bang bang!
Tang Long kept kicking the medicine bag hanging in the air continuously!
Bang bang bang!
Medicine bags fell to the ground one after another!
Some of them broke directly, and the herbs were scattered all over the floor!
Axiang had just boiled the medicine outside and brought it over for Tang Long to take. Unexpectedly, before he entered the door, a medicine bag flew towards him and hit him!
Snap!
Axiang almost dropped the medicine bowl she was holding on the ground.
"What happened?" Axiang was startled. When she saw the medicine bags and herbs all over the room, she immediately stared at Tang Long.
Tang Long was still immersed in the success of his kick. He woke up when he saw Axiang staring at him, "I'm sorry, Miss Axiang, please listen to my explanation!"
"Explain your mother!" the beauty swore, obviously extremely angry, "What are you doing? Are you ransacking your home?"
"No, I'm practicing." Tang Long was at a loss.
"Practice your mother!" Axiang threw the medicine over.
"Ah!" Tang Long flew forward and kicked the medicine bowl back!
Wow!
The decoction splashed on Axiang's face.
Axiang wiped her face with her hands, and the bitter medicinal soup made her almost burst!
"I'm sorry, Miss Axiang, I didn't mean it!" Tang Long hurriedly explained.
"You still say you didn't do it on purpose? I'll slap your lungs out!" Axiang picked up the broom next to him and started to hit him!
But before she could make a move, Tang Long raised his leg and one foot stopped in front of her head——
Axiang was stunned, she had never seen such flexible legs!
"Miss Axiang, don't force me! I don't hit women!" Tang Long raised his legs and spoke righteously.
Axiang looked at him and said for a long time: "Your legs...are ready?!"
…
When Shi Zhijian rushed to the "Dafugui Restaurant", Feng Guoquan, as the elder brother, arrived earlier.
Shi Zhijian hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Shame! It's late!"
"No, no, I came early!" Feng Guoquan said with a smile.
Next to him, Fatty Bai, the owner of the restaurant, saw Shi Zhijian appear and he seemed to be very close to Feng Guoquan. He breathed a sigh of relief and said that it seemed that what Mr. Shi told was true and he was not a big liar.
He immediately went out and asked the waiter to quickly prepare the meals he had arranged, and there were also free singing and dancing.
Feng Guoquan sat down with Shi Zhijian and said straight to the point: "Ajian, you know, the reason why I came so early is to tell you the details of today's big shot. The person I introduced to you today is considered a prominent figure in Bangkok's entertainment industry.
A slightly famous boss named Charlie Chen."
"Mr. Chen mainly helps the Xie family among the four major families in Bangkok, and helps run the Jin Baihan Dance Hall. He is also a strong man! I have met him a few times before, and we even drank together. If you can get him to help you,
Arrange an errand in the dance hall. To be honest, it is better than anything else you can do!"
Feng Guoquan's words made Shi Zhijian understand that no matter what era you were in, entertainment and nightclubs made money very quickly. What others earned after working hard for a month was sometimes not enough for you to earn in an entertainment venue in one night.
Feng Guoquan also regarded Shi Zhijian as one of his own, so he introduced such a good job to him.
"Of course, A Jian, I see that you have extraordinary talents, and you don't come from those small places. I'm afraid you still don't like the job I helped you find, and you don't like working in a place like a dance hall..."
Feng Guoquan's words were meant to test Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian laughed: "Brother Quan, what are you talking about? It's too late for me to thank you, so how can I dislike you?"
While they were talking, they saw Fatty Bai, the owner of the restaurant, leading two pipa girls in cheongsam over.
"Mr. Feng and Mr. Shi, these are the two red cards of our restaurant. They are good at playing the pipa and singing ditties. Do you want to try them?" Fatty Bai said with a fawning look.
Feng Guoquan remained silent, while Shi Zhijian smiled and said: "I also listened to pipa when I was in Hong Kong, but I don't know what the difference is between Thailand's and Hong Kong's?"
Feng Guoquan then took the hot towel handed over by the waiter, wiped his hands and said to Fatty Bai: "Then give it a try!"
"Hey, that's great!" Fatty Bai succeeded in slapping the horse, and he was very happy.
The pipa girl here got ready and started playing the pipa. Fatty Bai was embarrassed to stay in the private room.
Seeing the fat man going out, Feng Guoquan looked at Shi Zhijian and said, "Today, this fat white man keeps flattering me, and keeps asking you with his eyes, what do you mean?"
Shi Zhijian picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "I told him that you have to sign a contract with him——"
"Uh, signing a contract?"
"Yes, I told him that Ritchie's Boat Company is very busy now and has a lot of public funds for entertainment. We need to find a suitable restaurant to sign a long-term contract. Both of us can make a profit..."
Shi Zhijian did not explain carefully who Feng Guoquan was, but he immediately understood what he meant when he heard this.
In this era, it is rare for companies to sign contracts with restaurants. If they have this kind of special relationship, everyone will just change places, so that they can get more benefits in terms of business.
According to Shi Zhijian's suggestion, if Lee's Boat Company signs a long-term contract with Dafugui Restaurant, all receptions will be held here in the future, which will directly cut off some people's source of foreign labor income!
The first thing Feng Guoquan thought of was his mortal enemy—Huang Dongliang, Manager Huang!
