Just when Shi Zhijian rushed to the Hung Yi Haituo Place on Lockhart Road, Wan Chai, the boss Li Ka-shing, who had left the reception because he was too drunk, had people drive to the Guanyin Temple in Tsz Wan Mountain.
Zhuang Jiajun parked the car, got down, opened the door, and glanced at his brother-in-law Li Jiacheng who looked tired.
Li Jiacheng closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, "Are you there yet?"
"We're here. Do you want me to accompany you in? I haven't seen my aunt in a long time."
"No, you stay here, I have something to say to her alone."
Zhuang Jiajun nodded and said nothing.
Li Jiacheng got out of the car and walked towards the temple.
Zhuang Jiajun faced the night, leaned on the car, took out a cigarette and started eating it.
The night is hazy, and the screams of night birds can be heard from time to time inside and outside Ciyun Mountain.
Zhuang Jiajun felt a little worried and hurriedly turned on all the car lights, illuminating four or five meters in front of him. He also turned on the radio in the car and turned the volume to the maximum.
An announcement came from the radio: "The latest news, Hong Kong Texaco Oil Company announced that it will relocate from Tsuen Wan to Shek Kip Mei——"
"Fuck you!" Zhuang Jiajun held a cigarette and cursed fiercely.
…
Li Jiacheng met his mother who was a lay Buddhist in Guanyin Temple.
They haven't seen each other for a long time. Her mother, Zhuang Wenqin, likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed.
Seeing his son suddenly visiting late at night and looking so tired, Zhuang Wenqin knew that something was troubling him.
After reciting the Diamond Sutra, Zhuang Wenqin invited his son to sit down at the tea table, without asking him what he wanted. He just made a pot of Kung Fu tea and sipped it with him.
After Li Jiacheng drank the tea, he looked up at his mother and said, "You once told me that story, but now that I think about it, it's wrong."
When Li Jiacheng failed miserably in business, Zhuang Wenqin told him a story from Chaoshan.
Many years ago, the abbot of Kaiyuan Temple in Chaozhou planned to retire, so he found his first and second disciples, gave them each a handful of seeds, and agreed to see who could grow more food. The next year
Let someone take over your role as host.
The second year the eldest disciple came back with a lot of grain, but the second disciple could not harvest anything. However, the old master gave the position to the second disciple because the seeds the old master gave them were cooked and could not grow food.
. In fact, the old host is testing their character and whether they are honest.
After Li Jiacheng heard this story, he immediately understood what his mother Zhuang Wenqin meant, so he returned to the factory and worked overtime to produce high-quality plastic flowers and deliver them to customers.
"Now think about it, the master has lost his integrity from the beginning, so how can he ask his apprentices to be honest? If he doesn't tell them the true situation of the seeds, how can such a person be qualified to be a host?"
The mother slowly sipped her tea: "Is winning or losing that important? Is it that important whether the seeds are good or bad?"
He looked up at his son: "You came here tonight to find a reason to lose, right? Even if you don't say it, you should know where you lost."
Li Jiacheng drank the tea in one gulp: "I'm leaving."
"No more drinks?"
Li Jiacheng stood up and said, "As I get older, I can't drink too much tea at night. It's easy to urinate frequently!"
Zhuang Wenqin smiled and said, "You're my boy after all!"
Being able to joke at this time shows that Li Jiacheng has emerged from the shadow of failure.
Sure enough, Li Jiacheng looked much refreshed after leaving the layman's room.
"Is winning or losing important? Making money is more important!" Li Jiacheng adjusted his glasses, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he had some concerns in his heart.
Seeing his brother-in-law come out so quickly, Zhuang Jiajun opened the car door and saw that he was in high spirits. He didn't understand why his brother-in-law came back to life with full health only after entering for a short time, and his heart was full of admiration.
"What are you doing standing there? Still not leaving?" Li Jiacheng urged.
"Okay! Right now!" Zhuang Jiajun hurriedly got into the car.
…
"Have you gone to see your mother? Is she in good health?"
"She is very good. She eats fast and chants Buddha's name. She is broad-minded and fat."
His wife Zhuang Yueming chuckled, "Don't let her hear the last sentence. You can't say it casually if you have a big heart and a fat body, especially not to women." As he spoke, he came over with water to wash his feet.
Li Jiacheng handed her the coat he took off, "Where's Ah Ju, are you asleep?"
"I fell asleep. I wrote English words silently for a day, and I was still crying in frustration when I fell asleep." Zhuang Yueming took the coat and hung it in the closet in the corner.
"Children should endure more hardships and not be overwhelmed by their skills, especially in this era." Li Jiacheng sat on the edge of the narrow double bed and reached out to take off his shoes and socks. Zhuang Yueming had already walked over and squatted down.
Go down and help Li Jiacheng remove his shoes and socks first, and then put the slippers next to the footbath.
"Don't do it, I can do it myself." Li Jiacheng glanced at his wife distressedly, "You are busy at home and it is also very hard."
"No matter how hard you work, how can you not work as hard as you? Women should serve men, and wives should serve their husbands." As he spoke, Zhuang Yueming soaked Li Jiacheng's feet in the water.
Li Jiacheng closed his eyes and soaked his feet in the warm water, which felt very comfortable.
"I won't go out these days."
"Well?"
"Can I stay at home with you?"
"Why, don't you go to the company?"
"I won't go to the company anymore." Li Jiacheng said, "I found that I am not very good at acting, so I have to study my acting skills at home."
"Pfft!" Zhuang Yueming laughed again, "Are you kidding me? You're not going to be an actor and sing on stage, so why are you trying to figure out your acting skills?"
"I didn't want to, but today I was fooled by the acting skills of a young boy." Li Jiacheng sighed, "The problem is that his acting skills are so exaggerated, but I didn't notice it from the beginning to the end!"
Zhuang Yueming, who was rubbing Li Jiacheng's ankle, raised his head and glanced at her husband, "Is that young man very powerful?"
Li Jiacheng also looked at his wife, "I didn't feel it before, but today I feel it personally. He is a very sharp person."
"You rarely praise others like this. Jiajun always hopes that you can praise him more."
"I think so too. The problem is that he is not as good as me, so how can I praise him?" Li Jiacheng reached out and touched his wife's hair, and saw that gray hair was beginning to appear on her head. "It's also very important to be a good wife."
Are you tired?"
Zhuang Yueming didn't say a word. Li Jiacheng helped pull out a white hair and said again: "Thank you for your hard work."
Li Jiacheng closed his eyes. This time he lost to Shi Zhijian. The shareholders of Cheung Kong Holdings would definitely make a fuss.
He didn't want to see or deal with these rotten people, so it was better to hide at home and hibernate to recharge his batteries.
After defeating the opponent, the winner will easily become careless. As long as he keeps an eye on Shi Zhijian, there will always be a time to counterattack.
Of course, these are not the point.
The key point is that the 3,000 acres of land in Tsuen Wan cannot be freed from Shi Zhijian.
Li Jiacheng thought of this and said to himself: "Life is like a play, and play is like life! If you don't have good acting skills, you will suffer losses! Especially in business!"
