His health is getting worse day by day, but the Xu family's huge family fortune has not yet been solved.
The eldest Xu Shijian is in charge of shipping, the second eldest Xu Shiwen is in charge of the bank, and the third eldest Xu Shixun——
"Hey!" Thinking of this unsatisfactory third child, Mrs. Xu had a headache and couldn't even take medicine.
"Master, this is a bitter medicine! I personally prepared this bowl of Chinese medicine for you." Mrs. Xu Zhou was Mrs. Xu's second wife. She was also a famous socialite in Hong Kong. Ever since she married into the Xu family, she has abided by her duty and put all her thoughts into it.
On diet and medicine.
"I really can't drink it!" Mr. Xu asked Mrs. Xu Zhou to help him drink it, "That third child..."
Before Mrs. Xu could finish speaking, the phone beside the bed rang.
Mrs. Xu Zhou ignored the soup and put it aside. She picked up the phone and listened for a few times before handing it to Mrs. Xu and said, "It's the third child calling."
Mr. Xu frowned, "Why are you calling back so late? I don't know where you are fooling around again!"
Mrs. Xu Zhou also shook her head, feeling that this third young master was really hopeless.
Soon Mrs. Xu answered the phone.
His expression was angry at first, then slowly turned into surprise, then joy, and finally excitement.
"Great! It's so good!"
Mr. Xu was so excited that Mr. Xu Zhou was dumbfounded. He didn't know what Mr. Xu said to him on the phone.
"Well, you are right to do this, and I can safely leave Xu's construction to you! By the way, is the foundation laying ceremony of Shinhwa Real Estate tomorrow? You should have some snacks!" Mrs. Xu spoke in a full tone
Kindness and appreciation.
This once again surprised Xu Zhou. In the past, Mr. Xu had scolded Xu Sanshao constantly and never praised him.
What happened?
Just when Ms. Xu Zhou was full of doubts, Mr. Xu hung up the phone and said excitedly: "Here is the soup. I want to drink three bowls!"
…
Fok's mansion in Hong Kong.
Mr. Huo fumbled his way out of bed, then turned on the bedside lamp, then secretly took out a paper packet from the bedside table, brought it to his nose and smelled it, with a greedy look on his face.
He looked back at his wife, who was still sleeping soundly, and then carefully opened the paper package, which contained fragrant beef jerky.
Mr. Huo picked up a piece, swallowed his saliva, and put the beef jerky into his mouth. He didn't dare to chew it loudly for fear of waking up his wife. He just moistened the beef jerky with his saliva, slowly mashed it, and then swallowed it.
inside.
Ever since the ghost guy's personal doctor Hendry told him to avoid eating and drinking, he couldn't eat this or that. Life was no fun.
Mr. Huo started his business by running a boat. At that time, there was a lot of wind and waves. It was so refreshing to drink wine and eat meat with the people in the rivers and lakes. How can it be like now, when the money is as valuable as a baby bird? It's so boring!
"I won't eat the last piece again, save it for tomorrow."
Mr. Huo squinted his eyes, licked his tongue, and was about to put the last piece of beef jerky into his mouth when he snatched the beef jerky away with one hand, "You don't want your life?!"
Mr. Huo turned around and saw his wife glaring at him angrily.
Mr. Huo hurriedly laughed and said: "I just smelled it, not eaten it!"
"Only a ghost can believe it!"
"I really didn't eat it, cough cough!"
"Look, did you choke on the beef jerky?"
Just as my wife was beating Mr. Huo's back, the bedside phone rang.
"Can you call me in the middle of the night?"
The wife picked up the phone, asked a few questions and then handed the phone to Mr. Huo: "It's Ating calling. It seems to be very urgent."
"Uh, is this from Ating?" Mr. Huo glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was almost one o'clock in the evening.
"Why is he calling so late?" Mr. Huo answered the phone with a puzzled look on his face.
"Hey, Ating, what's the matter?"
"Uh, what?"
"No way!"
"I know what you say!"
Mr. Huo looked excited.
The wife looked on curiously, not knowing what her son said to his father on the phone.
a moment,
"Okay, I understand! Shinhwa Real Estate will lay the foundation stone in Tsuen Wan tomorrow, right? Uh, I understand!"
Mr. Huo and his son Huo Zhenting said a few more words before hanging up the phone.
The wife looked at him.
Mr. Huo stayed like a wooden man for a long time, and suddenly said: "Bring the beef jerky! The fortune fish ran away, so I can only use beef jerky to satisfy my hunger!"
…
Li Jiacheng is a hardworking person.
Especially during this period, the plastic flower factory encountered business problems, and he has been solving problems at the factory on Nathan Road.
In the conference room.
Li Jiacheng was sitting at the boss's table, surrounded by factory executives.
"We should imitate those plastic toys in Europe more and not always focus on Hong Kong as the target market. How many people are there in Hong Kong? Four million at most! How big is the market outside? Fifty million in the UK and 270 million in the United States!"
"We give priority to serving the United Kingdom and the United States! We must treat these ghosts as fathers. Only in this way can we get money by serving them well!"
"It's not shameful to ask for money! What's shameful is that you don't have money!"
At this time,
Boom, boom, boom!
The dealer Jun knocked on the door anxiously and came in.
In full view of everyone, Zhuang Jiajun walked up to Li Jiacheng and whispered a few words in his ear.
"What?" Li Jiacheng sat up from his chair suddenly.
People around him looked at him inexplicably.
You know, Li Jiacheng has always been prudent in his work, even if the mountain collapses before him, his appearance remains unchanged.
But now -
Looking at Li Jiacheng's face again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Is everything you said true?"
"Yes!" Zhuang Jiajun gritted his teeth and said.
"The meeting is dismissed!" Li Jiacheng waved to everyone.
Everyone left in confusion.
Li Jiacheng fell down on the chair with a thud, "What should I do?!"
…
"What should I do? Shi Zhijian, this grandson, is really rebellious!" Li Zhaotian, wearing a nightgown, broke the cigar in his hand and threw it on the ground.
Looking at Li Zhaotian with an angry face, Wen Zedun stood in front of him without daring to say a word.
Originally, he had summoned up a lot of courage to wake up Li Zhaotian in the middle of the night, but now that his courage was exhausted, he did not dare to make even a sound.
Li Zhaotian raised his head, his eyes bursting with anger, but the anger subsided in an instant and turned into a sneer: "You must know how to seize the opportunity! Since Shi Zhijian has become the Monkey King, we must at least give him a gift.
What a great gift!”
"Mr. Li, what do you mean?"
"Being friendly brings wealth! I, Li Zhaotian, am not that stingy person!"
"I understand, Mr. Leigh!"
"Now that you understand, why don't you do it?"
"Yes, Mr. Leigh!" Wen Zeton bowed and stepped back.
At this time a woman came out of the bedroom.
If anyone were there, they would be surprised, but the woman is the most popular female star at the moment.
The woman reached out and hugged Li Zhaotian from behind, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Li Zhaotian turned around and grabbed the woman's hair, made her kneel on the ground, raised her head and said, "I'm very angry now!"
