Shi Zhijian was sitting in a first-class seat, flipping through a travel brochure about Vancouver in his hand.
Yan Xiong was sitting behind him, teaching Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong, who were traveling with Shi Zhijian this time.
"You know, Chen Huimin, do you know? He used to follow Mr. Shi and protect Mr. Shi's life safety. Mr. Shi saw that he worked hard and made great achievements, and finally helped him open a red wine company, specializing in ordering red wine from France and selling it to those people.
Hong Kong tycoon, making money will kill you!"
"And the guy next to me who is following me is Ax Jun. That guy is not as professional as you. He usually likes to play cards when he is protecting Mr. Shi! But even so, Mr. Shi is very good to him. Now he is helping him drive on Portland Street.
I own three bars and invest two to three million in one. Do you think you can count how much assets these have?"
Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong listened with rapt attention. They only knew that following Shi Zhijian would bring great benefits, but they did not expect that the benefits would be so great.
Yan Xiong licked his lips and continued: "Also, let's not talk about it remotely. Didn't Dasha get injured recently when he was helping Mr. Shi? How did Mr. Shi treat him? Dasha meant to take
I have saved up over the past few years to open a snack stall and become my own boss. But Mr. Shi thought that he had been with him for so long, so he actually bought the seafood restaurant on Taihe Street in one go and gave it to him! Do you know how much that restaurant is worth?
At least three million!"
Shi Zhijian finally saw clearly that this little fat guy was a coward who loved to talk about things. He was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he pulled the blanket and prepared to put it on his body to squint for a while.
"Yes, thank you for your teaching! In the past, I only knew how to help others and work hard, but I never expected to meet such a kind person like Mr. Shi."
Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong were originally rebellious people, but now they were respectful in front of Yan Xiong.
In contrast, the beautiful woman was very gorgeous and had a great figure, so everyone couldn't help but tease the fat man: "It's not that the luggage rack is too high, it's that you are too short, right?"
Meng Daxiong sweated on his forehead. When he heard that the plane had taken off, he took a breath, took a few sips of mineral water and wanted to sleep, but because he was too excited just now, he had no sleepiness, so Meng Daxiong came to the place of his own accord.
He turned his head and stretched out his hand towards Shi Zhijian: "Nice to meet you! I'm Meng Daxiong!"
"Huh?" Everyone was shocked.
People with tired and sleepy faces moved around one after another.
"But I heard that Shi Zhijian is very handsome, not so frustrated!"
Everyone was shocked by this shocking name.
Yan Xiong swallowed his saliva.
"Yeah, tell me and listen!"
He was excited at the front, then fell asleep and snored at the back.
"No, I'm taking care of you!"
"Who are you?"
Having said that, these passengers still accepted Little Fatty's business card politely and offered a 20% discount on their return to Hong Kong, which was quite affordable.
"Yeah, my waist was almost broken by the bumps!"
Shi Zhijian sat drowsily in his seat and couldn't sleep well after three or four sleeps.
Yan Xiong swallowed because he talked too much and his mouth was dry.
What is a rich person?
It’s not that you can make more money, but that you know how to save!
In particular, you must know how to pluck out the wool and take advantage. This is the biggest secret to becoming a rich man.
The voluptuous girl was wearing a white mink coat and had big wavy hair. She covered her nose with a handkerchief and said to the fat man: "Honey, is this the first class you are talking about? It's not that good at all!"
For people like them who lick blood and beg for food, even if they can help others kill people and set fires to earn 100,000 yuan, it is not bad. Sha Danxiong is a good example. He loves money as much as his life, and he will help whoever gives him more money to sacrifice his life. But his
A life can only cost tens of thousands of yuan at most!
For a big boss like Shi Zhijian, just being by his side will bring such great benefits.
Seeing that his words shocked the whole audience, the little fat man felt proud, so he shook his white suit again. Although he was small, he was full of momentum.
When Yan Xiong saw Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong's eyes glowing, he knew he had convinced them. So he took a sip of the soda water next to him and said, "Now, let's get back to the topic! What I'm telling you is actually very simple. I just want to tell you.
It will definitely be beneficial for you to work with Mr. Shi! He is a generous man, and he will never treat you badly when you retire! Of course -"
"Shi Zhijian?"
"Hahaha!" The other male passengers all laughed.
"Wow, what a good name! Did you know that there is 'Jian' in your name? Nowadays, people with 'Jian' in their names are all prosperous!" Meng Daxiong joked, "If my dad is allowed to name me again, I will
Called Meng Dajian!"
Shi Zhijian smiled.
Meng Daxiong was bragging just now, but now he nodded hurriedly and said: "I didn't smoke, I just held it in my mouth! Don't worry, I am very civilized and observant. Smoking is prohibited on airplanes, I know!"
"Give way, I'm sorry, please give way!" Just when Yan Xiong was about to give Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong another free brainwashing class, a short, fat man in a white suit, carrying a suitcase in one hand, came out.
He was holding a gorgeous woman by one hand and came in from outside the cabin.
I heard the flight attendant announce: "We have arrived in Vancouver, Canada!"
Meng Daxiong chuckled, flirted with the woman for a few more words, and then turned to Shi Zhijian and said: "Whether you say I'm obscene or dirty, women are either being kept or they are on their own - I do it every time
Give them the right to choose!"
The little fat man snorted and said with joy: "Did you tell me that I am Shi Zhijian? Before I finished speaking, I said that I am the owner of a cookie shop near Shi Zhijian's hometown in Wan Chai! My surname is Meng, and my name is Meng Daxiong! This is my business card.
, in the future, if you have time to go to Wan Chai and patronize our bakery, take my business card and get a 20% discount - don’t grab it, everyone has a share!”
But Meng Daxiong continued to be enthusiastic: "Hey, Peter Jian, it is fate that you and I can meet in the first class - do you want to know what I am doing in Vancouver this time?"
A passenger next to me saw that the fat man had a wretched appearance, not to mention his oily hair and pink face, and he also had a mustache.
Shi Zhijian was a little confused. Meng Daxiong was still nagging. Regardless of whether Shi Zhijian was willing to listen or not, he started with the history of their Wan Chai cake shop, then talked about the process of their cakes, and said that even the governor of Hong Kong had eaten at his store.
Western cakes are so delicious that even the dogs of the Hong Kong Governor's Office bark at them -——
In the haze, Shi Zhijian seemed to have arrived at a cake shop, choosing cakes for his wives. The delicious cakes filled the house with fragrance——
When Shi Zhijian woke up again, he found that he was in the airplane seat. Meng Daxiong, the fat man who had said he was tired earlier, had already fallen asleep leaning on the chair. He looked ugly in his sleep, with his head tilted, snoring and moaning.
Trembling, and there was a bit of chattering at the corner of the mouth.
Shi Zhijian said to himself, it's none of my business what you do. This time he pulled the blanket and really closed his eyes.
"There are so many people wearing white suits, but that gentleman is all in white!" Someone pointed at Shi Zhijian.
When Meng Daxiong saw Shi Zhijian frowning, he would mistakenly comfort him: "Don't be discouraged, I understand. You are a little star who is not popular and famous, right? That doesn't matter. A handsome guy like you will definitely have a chance to become popular in the future!"
Have you seen my girlfriend? She used to be in the entertainment industry, but unfortunately she didn’t become famous. Fortunately, she met me—"
After everyone accepted the business cards, he proudly sat down in front of Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian was right behind that person's seat, so Shi Zhijian had to put away the travel brochure, huddle up, and let the little fat man lift the bulky salute and put it on the overhead luggage rack.
"Are you famous?"
"Go to the bathroom quickly! Otherwise it will be closed!"
Yan Xiong was angry, and he snorted coldly and said to Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong: "This fat boy is tired of living, and he dares to pretend to be Mr. Shi!"
"Sorry, sir! Smoking is prohibited on the plane!" A stewardess came over to dissuade her.
But Meng Daxiong didn't take it seriously. He shook his legs as if he was electrified and said: "What's the ban? That's because you haven't met me. I smoke cigarettes everywhere!" Then he made a cool move and threw the cigarette away.
Hold it in the corner of your mouth.
The woman babbled for a few words, then she took out a beauty magazine and looked at it with satisfaction.
Especially the recent battle between Shi Zhijian and Hong Kong Governor Mak Lai-ho has pushed his popularity to the top, so much so that when people talk about Shi Zhijian, they call him the "King of Hong Kong" and the "Light of the Chinese"!
Shi Zhijian, who originally didn't pay attention to the situation here, couldn't help but be surprised when someone mentioned his name, and looked up at the little fat man.
Those passengers added: "Yes, I remember well that Shi Zhijian likes to wear white suits!"
The nearly twelve-hour flight finally ended with a turbulence.
The little fat man snorted coldly and blew his whiskers: "I am Hong Kong tycoon Shi Zhijian——"
When Shi Zhijian heard this, he couldn't help but nod. Although this man was a bit wretched and despicable, he was a real villain.
Unexpectedly, the little fat man got angry. He pointed at those who were laughing at him and said, "Smile, smile, what's so funny? Do you know that I am a sidekick? What are the consequences of offending me?"
Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong were directly shocked by Shi Zhijian's generosity.
His girlfriend also complained that the seats were too narrow, not like first-class seats, not even as good as the seats in Hong Kong cinemas, and said that the seats were not made of Italian leather and hurt the buttocks.
…
"Master Yan, we know!"
After having Yan Xiong by his side, Shi Zhijian felt that his life had fallen into a state of depravity.
I don’t know if it’s because of his great fame, but because he likes to wear white suits, all young people in Hong Kong are proud to wear white suits. Even the fish sellers in the wet market wear white suits to slaughter fish.
"Is he the tycoon Shi Zhijian?"
"By the way, Peter Jian, I see you look so handsome. You can't be a movie star, right? That's not right. I know many big-name movie stars in Hong Kong, like Ti Lung, David Chiang, Zheng Shaoqiu, and so on.
I know Xie Xian, Fu Sheng, and even the dead Bruce Lee, but I don’t remember a person like you!"
"Fuck you, even the cake seller can have a relationship with Shi Zhijian!"
The drooling fat man Meng Daxiong was pushed awake by the woman next to him.
After the beautiful stewardess left, Meng Daxiong stared at her squirming buttocks, and then he snorted and said to Shi Zhijian: "These stewardesses like to pretend to be powerful and use chicken feathers as arrows! If it weren't for her beauty,
Sister, even if the Hong Kong Governor comes to persuade me, I won’t give you face!”
Shi Zhijian's pursuit of Western cakes in his dream was completely shattered by the fat man's dirty sleep state, and he no longer had any appetite.
Although the little fat man Meng Daxiong looks a bit shabby, he is quite business-savvy. Even if he is ridiculed, he can take the opportunity to advertise his bakery.
"Yes, there are so many people wearing white suits! Fatty, what evidence do you have for saying that you are Shi Zhijian?" a passenger questioned.
"Tsk, I thought he was such a big shot, but he turns out to be a small business owner of a bakery!"
"Oh my God, we've finally arrived after such a long distance!"
…
Shi Zhijian waved his hand: "Smoking is prohibited on airplanes."
Meng Daxiong patiently enlightened me, saying that this time I went abroad in a hurry, and I would definitely choose the latest large aircraft when booking flights in the future.
"Go to hell!" The woman who was reading a beauty magazine rolled her eyes at Meng Daxiong.
Yan Xiong is very good at controlling people, and any stubborn person will be flattened and rounded in his hands.
During this period, Yan Xiong came over and ordered drinks and meals for him.
Yan Xiong raised a finger: "The most important thing is that you must protect Mr. Shi! He is your iron rice bowl, and he is your God of Wealth! You have to keep him safe, and you will have nothing to worry about in this life."
wear!"
Shi Zhijian originally didn't want to talk to him, but he saw Meng Daxiong stretching his hand forward again, looking very enthusiastic.
"That's right. This plane is old. The first-class cabin should also be renovated. For example, this luggage rack is too high!" The little fat man just stood on tiptoes and stuffed a suitcase, and he was sweating profusely.
He took out a handkerchief and wiped his cheek.
Shi Zhijian frowned, because when he heard Bruce Lee's name, it hurt his heart. He thought he could change history, but in the end Bruce Lee still died.
As soon as Shi Zhijian saw it, he knew that this guy was definitely a nightclub veteran.
"This is Peter Jian."
Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong also swallowed their saliva.
But Meng Daxiong was still beeping in his ear: "I went to Vancouver to start a business! To be precise, I followed my father's advice to open a cake shop. I wanted to open our Meng's cake shop all over Vancouver. No, it was to open a cake shop.
All over Canada!”
As Meng Daxiong spoke, he crossed his legs again. With a proud look on his face, he took out a box of Marlboros from his arms and handed one to Shi Zhijian: "Have a cigarette?!"
"Wow, we're here already?" Meng Daxiong looked very excited. He rubbed his eyes and looked out the window, but saw nothing. He still said excitedly: "Just watch, my career, Meng Daxiong, will start from here! From now on!
I am Vancouver’s bakery king!”
After bragging, Meng Daxiong did not forget Shi Zhijian, a good friend he met halfway. He turned around and took out a business card from his arms and forced it to Shi Zhijian and said: "Pete Jian, as I said, meeting each other is considered a fate, although I, Meng Daxiong,
He's a businessman, but he's the most loyal person in his life! If you can't make it in Vancouver, just call me and I'll support you!"
"Eh? Thank you!" Shi Zhijian put the business card into his pocket, looked at this wretched fat man with an excited face, and said in his heart: "It's best that we never see each other again in this life!"
Shi Zhijian has always been afraid of talkative people.
