"Shi Zhijian! We are all adults, and our words must count! It's almost five o'clock now! The civil servants in the British Hong Kong government have to get off work. If there is no news before getting off work, you will lose.
!”
In the Yau Ma Tei Grand Theatre, Zhuang Jiajun looked at his watch with a joyful expression on his face, counting the number of times the second hand beat in his mind.
For him, three million is a big sum. Shi Zhijian dares to bet with him. He is looking for death! Do you think you are the best? Gambling King or God of Gambling? I'll give you a thumbs up!
Zhuang Jiajun was full of disdain for Shi Zhijian in his heart, and there was also a trace of pity. Ever since Shi Zhijian defeated Li Zhaotian, his mind seemed to be funny, thinking that he was the chosen one, and he could do anything! The Hong Kong government
Is it owned by your family? It says it will issue temporary regulations if they are to be issued? I'll give you a thumbs up again!
Facing Zhuang Jiajun's ridicule, Shi Zhijian peeled off a piece of dried fruit and put it into his mouth, showing a smile: "Brother Jiajun, we are all old acquaintances. You know my strengths and weaknesses, and I know your depth! Whoever loses this time wins.
It doesn’t matter, the most important thing is to be happy!”
Zhuang Jiajun made a sound, but felt that the length and depth of the description were a bit awkward, "Don't worry, of course I am very happy! There are still three minutes left, if the news has not come, you will be dead! By then, I, Mr. Zhuang, will be the whole audience.
Pay the bill!”
It was a rare occasion for Zhuang Jiajun to be arrogant, and it was in front of Mr. Huo, Li Zhaoji and others.
Boss Huo looked at the high-spirited Zhuang Jiajun and just smiled bitterly and shook his head. After all, Zhuang Jiajun was also Li Jiacheng's brother-in-law, and he was older than Shi Zhijian, but in terms of his determination, he was inferior.
Li Zhaoji and others didn't think so. Seeing that the time was coming, could it be that Shi Zhijian was really going to lose this time?
Guo Desheng even began to complain in a low voice to Li Zhaoji: "Look, I said I would bet with him! Thirty million, thirty million! If we place the bet, this kid will definitely lose, and then each of us will take away ten million.
It can also be considered as a big red envelope for the Chinese New Year!”
Li Zhaoji rolled his eyes at him: "What if we lose?"
"How is this possible? There are only three minutes left, oh no, two minutes!" Guo Desheng hurriedly looked at his watch.
When Feng Jingqi, one of the three real estate tycoons, saw the dispute between Li Zhaoji and Guo Desheng, he smoothed things over and said, "It's too late, this bet is about to end!"
Yes, it's almost over!
Shi Zhijian picked up the cigarette from his hand and lit one.
Perhaps it was the light of the match that attracted Guo Desheng's attention, and he whispered to Li Zhaoji and Feng Jingqi: "Look, he is guilty! People with guilty consciences like to hide it by eating cigarettes! Just like last time, Brother Li, you and
We went to a nightclub to fool around and when we got home, our clothes were stained with lipstick. My sister-in-law looked at you wrong, so you lit up a cigarette in a panic!"
Li Zhaoji didn't roll his eyes this time, but stared.
Guo Desheng coughed and said, "I'm not wrong! Maybe, this kid will learn how to escape like you later!"
"Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom!" Shi Zhijian said to everyone with a smile while holding a cigarette.
"Look, I'm right! I'm so smart!" Guo Desheng raised his face with a proud look on his face.
Li Zhaoji and Feng Jingqi, you look at me and I look at you.
Mr. Huo: "If you want to go to the bathroom, go to the bathroom! This play will be finished soon!" His eyes fell on the stage again. At this moment, "A Dream in the Garden" has already reached the last beat!
"Don't go!" Zhuang Jiajun thought Shi Zhijian was going to run away. He couldn't let him escape with three million dollars.
"Uh, what do you mean?" Shi Zhijian blinked and looked at him.
Zhuang Jiajun came back to his senses and realized that his reaction was a bit excessive, so he hurriedly said: "I mean, I will go with you! I drank too much tea just now, and I need to relax!"
Shi Zhijian looked at Zhuang Jiajun's smiling face, scratched his eyebrows with his index finger, and smiled: "I suddenly don't want to go anymore, what should I do?"
Zhuang Jiajun had an I've seen through you expression on his face and said sarcastically: "Then don't go! Our bet is going to end anyway!" After saying that, he lowered his head and glanced at his watch, then raised his head and shouted to Shi Zhijian, "Sorry, five
O'clock! I win!"
Shi Zhijian laughed: "Really?"
Zhuang Jiajun's expression changed, "What, you want to default on your debt?"
Shi Zhijian shrugged: "How could it be?"
Zhuang Jiajun didn't care much, and hurriedly asked someone to prepare paper and pen, "In this case, let's write it down! Now, I'll sign first, you can read it clearly!"
Zhuang Jiajun believed that he was sure to win, so he couldn't wait to write a betting agreement, the content was three million, and he would never regret it!
Shi Zhijian looked at Mr. Huo.
Mr. Huo sighed, "Why bother!"
Shi Zhijian looked at Li Zhaoji and others again.
Li Zhaoji also sighed. Did he make a mistake in his calculation? Shi Zhijian really lost this time?
Guo Desheng teased Shi Zhijian from the side: "What do you think? Others have already signed, so hurry up and sign too!"
Shi Zhijian sighed, shook his head, and seemed troubled: "Why bother?!" He also picked up a pen to sign the agreement.
Seeing Shi Zhijian's signature, Zhuang Jiajun felt reassured. Now Shi Poujie couldn't escape! With the writing in black and white here, he couldn't even refuse the bill!
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Zhuang Jiajun didn't care about his image. He made three million in just one hour. He was so awesome! No, he was even more awesome than his brother-in-law Li Jiacheng!
Zhuang Jiajun jumped on the table and shouted loudly as the opera ended on the stage: "Everyone can eat if they want and drink if they want! I, Zhuang Jiajun, will pay for everything today! Hoho!"
The scene was silent at first, and then became lively——
"Well done!"
"Master Zhuang is sharp!"
"Applause! Mr. Zhuang is amazing!"
When Mr. Huo saw that Zhuang Jiajun had stolen his limelight, he didn't say anything. He just shook his head again and said, "Why bother?" After speaking, he looked at Shi Zhijian.
The cigarette in Shi Zhijian's hand shook, and a piece of cigarette ash fell on his trousers. He dusted it off with his fingers and said meaningfully: "Three million, it's not a small amount!"
After saying that, Shi Zhijian looked up at the high-spirited Zhuang Jiajun who was standing on the table with his hands on his hips and said: "Young Master Zhuang, you owe the debt first, do you want to get it?"
Zhuang Jiajun looked down at him and gave him a contemptuous look: "Are you kidding me? It's written in black and white, no debts!"
"Really?" Shi Zhijian rubbed his nose, "This agreement is a bit harsh!"
"Are you cruel? I just want to prevent people like you! I'm willing to admit defeat and never owe money!" Zhuang Jiajun put one hand on his hips and pointed at Shi Zhijian's nose with the other, speaking in an arrogant tone.
Shi Zhijian laughed and applauded: "Well said! All of us are gentlemen, willing to admit defeat and not be in debt!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Huimin, Shi Zhijian's driver and bodyguard, ran in in a panic and said: "No, Mr. Shi! The Hong Kong government has issued a temporary bill to freeze rents!"
With a bang, the whole place exploded!
"How is that possible?"
"Go out and inquire!"
A moment——
"No, the Hong Kong government issues a bill!"
“All real estate rents are frozen!”
"The British Hong Kong government officially intervenes in Hong Kong real estate!"
A series of explosive news keeps coming from outside!
Zhuang Jiajun, who was standing on the table with his hands on his hips and looking high-spirited just now, instantly turned pale and his body was shaky!
Li Zhaoji, Guo Desheng, and Feng Jingqi were stunned!
The others were shocked and looked in disbelief!
Only Mr. Huo looked at ease and just muttered: "Why bother?"
At this time, Chen Huimin approached Shi Zhijian and said: "Boss, did I do well? I followed your instructions and came to report the news three minutes late!"
"Okay!" Shi Zhijian praised with a cigarette in his mouth, shook the signed gambling agreement, and said with a happy smile: "Three minutes are enough to finish this thing!"
…
"Ajian, you went a little too far this time!"
As the Bentley was driving on Jordan Road, Mr. Huo was biting a large unlit cigar and said to Shi Zhijian who was sitting beside him.
Shi Zhijian was looking through the three million check signed by Zhuang Jiajun with tears in his eyes, "Wow, this guy named Zhuang has a lot of money in his private life! It's also a Citibank cashier's check, which can be redeemed at any time! Uh, Uncle Ho, what you just said
What?" Shi Zhijian turned to look at Huo Yingdong.
Mr. Huo rolled his eyes in anger, "I said you were playing too big a game! Although Zhuang Jiajun is Li Jiacheng's brother-in-law, he is just a wage earner around him! Three million is probably most of his life savings. How dare you lie to him?"
"No, I didn't intentionally lie to him. He did it voluntarily! He voluntarily bet against me! He voluntarily signed an agreement with me! He voluntarily paid for it! I didn't force him with a gun from the beginning to the end!"
Mr. Huo couldn't laugh or cry, "Are you still forcing him with a gun? Didn't you tease him enough? Did you know that he almost cried when he left? It's conceivable that such a big man is almost crying because of you.
How exciting it is!”
"Really? I didn't notice!"
"Then have you noticed the way Li Zhaoji and others look at you?"
"What eyes?"
"You look like you've seen a ghost!"
"Are you complimenting me?"
"What do you think?"
"Ahem, Uncle Huo, you understand me! I'm a good person!" Shi Zhijian said and handed the three million check to Mr. Huo, "Well, I owe you five million, and the Xu family five million.
And the Bao family’s five million! If they don’t pay back what they have, I’ll give you three million first! What, you can’t get it?”
Mr. Huo took it without hesitation, "Of course! Do you think I want to save face and don't want it? I'd be a fool if I don't!"
"Ahem! Uncle Huo, you hurt my heart by saying this. I'm a good person!"
"It doesn't matter whether you are a good person or a bad guy! If you pay back three hundred from five million, you still owe two million! You will pay it back in three months!"
"Uncle Huo, your son and I are good brothers!" Shi Zhijian said in a heavy tone and had to remind him.
"I know this! The problem is that you and I are not good brothers! I always do things in a business-like manner and never show favoritism!"
"Really?" Shi Zhijian blinked and asked Chen Huimin to park in front, and then said to Mr. Huo with a smile, "I'm sorry, Uncle Huo, you live in the luxury area on Peak Road, and I live in a tenement house in Wan Chai. There is a big gap between us, so we can't go together.
of!"
"You bastard, you dare to drive me out of the car?" Mr. Huo puffed his beard and glared.
"You also said that I am only a good brother with your son, but not a brother with you! I am so poor now. I owe a lot of money to others, especially someone with two million yuan. I have to pay it back in three months! Now I have to pay for gas.
It’s also expensive, so I have to save what I can!”
"Okay, okay! Well done to you!" Mr. Huo angrily got out of the car.
Chen Huimin looked at the angry Mr. Huo and then at Shi Zhijian who was sitting behind him: "You really don't want to give him a lift?"
Shi Zhijian ordered: "Drive!"
Bentley roars away with a click of the accelerator!
Huo Yingdong, the boss of Huo, put his hands behind his back and raised his face like a boss. He was still waiting for Shi Zhijian to invite him to get on the bus again. He didn't believe that Shi Zhijian would dare to refuse the ride! But -
Mr. Huo was dumbfounded when he saw the Bentley blowing smoke at him and driving away!
"No way, this kid really ran away? I'm going to shame your mother!" Mr. Huo looked left and right. It was getting late, and it was so dark that there were no rickshaws or taxis around!
Mr. Huo couldn't help but feel horrified, a little scared, and then he puffed up his chest and said: "What are you afraid of? I, Huo Yingdong, came out of the storm! What if there are robbers and thieves who rob me? I'll beat your lungs out! Call me by my name
No., I’m sure to scare them!”
Mr. Huo emboldened himself. After all, he was also the main drain behind many big associations in Hong Kong. If any thief who didn't have the foresight to offend him would definitely be dead.
…
Just like that, Mr. Huo walked forward along the road with his chest and belly high, his hands behind his back, and he cursed Shi Zhijian: "I just said a few words to you and ran away. You don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young! Believe it or not."
, I told our family Zhenting not to play with you anymore?! Cunning brat! A bad boy named Shi!"
"Do you really think that if you leave me here and ignore me, I won't be able to go back? Dream on! I know the road! Uh, where is this place? Is it on Jordan Road?"
Boss Huo looked around at the intersection. Since he became rich, he has always taken private cars to get in and out. In addition, Hong Kong has developed too fast in recent years, especially urban construction is changing with each passing day, and road construction is changing day by day. When you go out today,
I won’t be able to figure out the way tomorrow.
Mr. Huo pondered for a long time with his hands behind his back, and thought it would be better to catch someone and ask him!
The Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are many people on the roadside carrying packages, or families huddled together, obviously homeless!
"How can people live with the damn high rent in Hong Kong?" Mr. Huo couldn't help but cursed.
At this moment, he shrugged his nose and smelled a hint of sweetness, "It smells so familiar!"
Mr. Huo walked forward with his hands behind his back, following the scent, and soon found a stall selling sugar-roasted chestnuts on the side of the road.
In the hazy night, the stall selling roasted chestnuts was filled with white smoke and the steaming smell made the night more alive.
Mr. Huo swallowed his saliva.
"Gudong!"
Someone nearby also swallowed.
Boss Huo looked over and saw a dirty little girl with braids.
The little girl was young, about eight or nine years old. She was wearing a torn cotton-padded jacket, with bare feet, sniffling, and staring at those fragrant sugar-roasted chestnuts with wide eyes.
Behind the girl is a poor couple who look like they make a living by doing day labor.
At this moment, they were squatting on the side of the street, leaning against the standing trash cans. It was obvious that they were homeless.
