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0757 [Wang Fugui's happy life in the tenement building! 】

"Mr. Locke, do you really want to stay here tonight?"

After the "Welcome Conference" ended, Li Fuzhao hurriedly stepped forward and asked Rockefeller where he would stay tonight.

Originally, they had prepared the most luxurious five-star presidential suite for the world's top ten richest man, with all the necessary food and clothing, but unexpectedly Rockefeller said he wanted to live in Shi Zhijian's home.

"I think this place has a unique flavor, very much your Chinese unique architectural culture!" Rockefeller, wearing a Tang Dynasty shirt, pointed at the Tang Dynasty Tower with his fingers behind his back, "I have been to Egypt and India, but those two major civilizations have not had an impact on me.

The huge red bricks and mud tiles in front of you and the embossed wooden stairs are all vividly displayed on this building! Dear Pitjian, do you mind if I live here? "

Shi Zhijian smiled and said: "Why would you mind? Mr. Locke, I am too happy before it's too late!"

After speaking, Shi Zhijian hurriedly looked at his elder sister Shi Yufeng and said, "Sister, tell me, do you welcome Mr. Locke to stay?"

Shi Yufeng said hurriedly: "Of course! Although you are a ghost, I will never discriminate against you! We Chinese people are very hospitable! It's not a big deal if you have friends coming from far away!"

Rockefeller smiled, "That's good! You guys are really hospitable! Especially I want to thank you, Ms. Shi! I'm really satisfied with the Tang suit you gave me. It's a good color and fits me very well! It's like it was specially measured for me.

It’s the same as custom-made!”

After speaking, Rockefeller turned around and showed off the Tang suit he was wearing.

No matter how Li Fuzhao and others saw it, there was nothing special about the Tang suit. It was a style most commonly worn by many old men in their 60s and 70s in Hong Kong, with double-breasted buttons on the top, wide-leg trousers on the bottom, and old black cloth shoes with white soles.

"Oh, it's nothing! These are my damn daddy's clothes! There are still a lot of them in the cabinet. Do you want me to give you a few more pieces?" After Shi Yufeng finished speaking, she realized that she had leaked something and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Fortunately, Rockefeller didn’t understand Chinese very well, and his translator was also a “second-rate” translator. His translation was not standard. Rockefeller thought they were clothes custom-made by Shi Zhijian’s father. He felt that Shi Zhijian’s family was so nice that even such precious clothes were not included.

I am willing to take it out and wear it for myself.

"Actually, I quite like the big purple dress in the closet with a huge Chinese character written on it!" Rockefeller said with a smile, "God, I have never seen such beautiful clothes!"

Shi Zhijian looked at Shi Yufeng, and Shi Yufeng looked at Shi Zhijian, and remembered that it was the "shroud" ordered by his father before his death, but he couldn't put it on because of the size.

"If Mr. Locke likes it, I will package it and give it to you when you leave Hong Kong!" Shi Zhijian was very generous.

Shi Yufeng didn't know what to say.

Li Fuzhao and the others' faces twitched.

But Shi Zhijian thought it didn't matter. In the previous life, many foreigners liked to wear Chinese shrouds on the streets. For them, as long as they look good, it's OK. They don't respect ghosts and gods!

In this way, the issue of Mr. Rockefeller's accommodation was finalized, and Shi Yufeng found a cleaner bedroom in the rental house in the tenement building as Rockefeller's bedroom.

As for the two personal assistants Locke brought with him, one of them was his female secretary named Catherine. Because she was a girl, Shi Yufeng asked her to sleep with him.

However, this ghost girl was not used to sleeping with strangers, so Shi Yufeng had no choice but to give up her bed to this ghost girl Catherine, and moved in with Su Youwei's mother.

The other "second-rate" translator was a male ghost. This was easier to arrange, so Shi Yufeng gave it directly to the "old widower" Deng Jiugong on the first floor.

It was the first time that Deng Jiugong had close contact with a ghost man. Everything he saw felt new, so he became extremely enthusiastic. For this reason, he even took out his best five-flower peel to entertain this ghost friend who was staying overnight.

Deng Jiugong's active enthusiasm scared the ghost translator so much that he thought Deng Jiugong had some special hobbies. When he went to bed at night, he put on his underwear, hugged his arms and pinched his buttocks to avoid any loopholes, and Deng Jiugong took advantage of him.

Take advantage!



A night without words!

But the news that Rockefeller, the world's top ten richest man, has come to Hong Kong has already spread!

The Rockefeller family is very famous in the world. David Rockefeller himself, as the president of Chase Bank in the United States, manipulates hundreds of billions of dollars and is the idol of countless wealthy people.

Therefore, his appearance in Hong Kong immediately set off a storm!

But I never expected that such a powerful person would be defeated by Shi Zhijian first!

Many people are envious and jealous of Shi Zhijian!

And the news that Shinhwa Construction is about to be listed on the Far East Exchange has spread like wildfire!

For a time, the Far East Exchange became popular!

Li Fuzhao and others were delighted!

Mythical architecture explodes in popularity!

Shi Zhijian is happy!

Those investors are even happier!

The British Hong Kong government also heard the news and immediately prepared to invite Mr. Rockefeller to meet with Hong Kong Governor Dai Lingzhi. Before that, police officers were specially arranged to protect the safety of this world-class rich man.



"Brother Xijiu!" Ding Yongqiang, nicknamed "Shaqiang", opened the detective's office with a smile, "What do you want to see me for? Is it the smuggling case at Wan Chai Pier? I have already handled it! That big wave

If you don't confess, I'll blow his head off!"

Da Bo Niu is a ruthless person on the Wan Chai smuggling road. He was responsible for the previous karaoke smuggling case.

Shi Zhijian sent a message to deal with him. In order to curry favor with Shi Zhijian, Yan Xiong captured the man at sea and later sold him to Chen Xijiu, who was in charge of the Wan Chai area.

Chen Xijiu handed it over to Ding Yongqiang smoothly.

I originally thought that this case would be easy to solve, so Chen Xijiu wanted to do a favor and let Ding Yongqiang solve the case and help him get a job.

Unexpectedly, there was a police officer Gui Lao backing up the big bull. He held on for a long time, and his mouth was forced open by Ding Yongqiang today.

Ding Yongqiang closed his mouth mid-sentence, because Chen Xijiu was putting his feet on the table at this time, holding the phone receiver and talking cheerfully: "You also know, Rose! All nine of my wives are grown-ups."

The guys gave it to me! I have no choice but to keep it! The only person I really like in my heart is you! Why don’t you marry me and I’ll let you make it big! Real estate certificate and insurance

I'll leave the keys to the cabinet to you for safekeeping, okay?"

The other end of the phone seemed to be scolding Chen Xijiu. Chen Xijiu shrank his neck after being scolded. He glanced at Ding Yongqiang who came in with some embarrassment, pointed to the chair and motioned for him to sit down first, while he continued with the phone.

: "You believe me! I'm so loyal to you! Otherwise, I'll tell those big guys, Brother Luo, Brother Xiong, Brother Gang, and the black-faced Brother Sen, to take all those abalone girls with them.

Let’s go, I won’t leave anyone behind! I will no longer be Inspector Abalone, I will only be with you!”

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be worried again.

A smile appeared on Chen Xijiu's face: "Of course I will offend them by doing this! But there is no way, it is worth it for you! Even if I am dismissed, even if I go to the streets, I am willing! Okay, okay, you understand what I mean

That’s it! Come on, first! My brother is here, he has work to do! Okay, I’ll go back to drink soup tonight! You know I like your three whip soup the most, it’s so sharp!”

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xijiu rubbed his forehead in frustration: "More women are troublesome! Even if you have Sanbian Tangding, you will be sucked up by them sooner or later! Oh, by the way, what did you say just now? It looks good.

excited?!"

"I told you that Da Bo Niu confessed, and the Wan Chai Pier case can be closed!" Ding Yongqiang said excitedly.

Chen Xijiu put his feet down from the table and smiled at Ding Yongqiang: "As soon as the case is concluded, you will be promoted to a higher position! How about I give you a job as Detective Hua, is it good?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Brother Xijiu, I'm not qualified yet!" Ding Yongqiang scratched his head and said, "I also know that if I want to get a job, I have to pay tribute to those ghost guys. Where can I have the money?"

"Money? Your good brother A Jian has already paid for it for you!" Chen Xijiu took out a Sanwu cigarette and handed it to Ding Yongqiang, "Now you just need to work harder, and the position of Inspector Hua of Wan Chai will be secured in the future!"

"Eh? I became the detective of Wan Chai. Brother Xijiu, what do you want to do?"

Ding Yongqiang was not surprised that Shi Zhijian helped him give money to his superiors, because Shi Zhijian told him that he should not be greedy, not even a penny, and that Shi Zhijian would give him the money he needed.

"Of course I'm going to take a permanent job! I've been a detective in Wan Chai District for so long, so at least I want to be a trainee inspector this time!"

"Really? Congratulations to Brother Xijiu!" Ding Yongqiang said with a smile.

"Congratulations! You haven't even written your horoscope yet!" Chen Xijiu cursed, holding the cigarette in his mouth, "I need you subordinates to work harder!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"How to do it? Now is the opportunity! I was ordered from above to find two smart people with good skills to protect that ghost guy Rockefeller! That old guy lives in Ajian's house, and you are just right!" Chen Xijiu took out the

He lit the cigarette with a lighter and threw the lighter to Ding Yongqiang.

Ding Yongqiang was stunned when he heard this. He also lit a cigarette with a lighter, took a puff and said, "Am I the only one?"

"Of course not!" Chen Xijiu took a puff of his cigarette: "Brother Luo is interested in you, and wants you to replace me as the detective of Wan Chai District. However, the anti-corruption gang above has chosen another guy -

—You are competitors!"

"Who are you?"

"You know him! We were at the same time as you, we both studied at Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, and we seem to be good friends with you!" Chen Xijiu held a cigarette in his mouth and threw a piece of information to Ding Yongqiang, "Well, that's him.

!”

"No way, Ren Darong?" Chen Xijiu glanced at the information and looked at Chen Xijiu with a strange look in his eyes: "Why was he transferred here?"

"You ask me, I ask someone else? We are all wage earners, and the Governor of Hong Kong is our boss, so everyone must listen to him!"

Before Chen Xijiu could answer, another plainclothes man opened the door and said to Chen Xijiu: "Brother Xijiu, a man named Ren Darong is here to report to you!"

Chen Xijiu nodded, "Ask him to come in! I'll introduce my partner to him!" He turned around and said to Ding Yongqiang: "Remember, you and I are all with Brother Luo, and we are not of the same mind as those who are engaged in clean government! This

Ren Darong was sent by the Lian Zheng gang, and you know what that means! In short, both Brother Luo and I will support you in taking the position this time!"

"Got it!" Ding Yongqiang returned the lighter to Chen Xijiu and stood at attention.



Morning, tenement building.

Rockefeller habitually got up early, and first waited downstairs for Deng Jiugong to practice Tai Chi.

When he was in the United States, Rockefeller heard that there was a very powerful boxing technique in China, and that old people could live longer if they did it.

After the boxing, Rockefeller, who changed his name to "Wang Fugui", bid farewell cordially to Deng Jiugong.

Deng Jiugong went to see if the ghost translator who slept with him last night was awake? Last night, this guy curled up his legs and held his buttocks like a quail, swaying all night long, which made Deng Jiugong unable to sleep peacefully. Until dawn,

This guy just fell asleep.

Deng Jiugong entered the house.

Rockefeller went upstairs and smelled the aroma of rice coming from the house as he walked in the corridor.

But it was Shi Yufeng who had prepared breakfast early, a very authentic Chinese breakfast, golden egg tarts, oily yellow salted duck eggs, fragrant fried ghost, and steaming preserved egg and lean meat porridge, etc.

Shi Yufeng originally wanted to make some Western food, but she was afraid that "Wang Fugui" wouldn't be able to get used to their food. In my memory, those ghost guys loved coffee that was more bitter than traditional Chinese medicine, ham that was both salty and sweet, and sandwiches that were thinner than steamed buns.

, but her younger brother Shi Zhijian asked her to use her seeing skills to cook a table of authentic Chinese food.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang Fugui, our place is small and we don't have anything good to entertain you, so I just made some. Try it and see if you like it?" Shi Yufeng rubbed her apron with her hands and said to Rockefeller.

At this time, two of Rockefeller's assistants also arrived.

The "second-rate" ghost translator didn't even wash his face, and there was eye mucus in the corners of his eyes. He was interpreting for Rockefeller while removing the eye mucus.

The female secretary named Catherine looked at the food on the table curiously, wondering if she could eat it.

Rockefeller sat down with a smile, pointed at the fried ghost and said, "What is this?"

"This is fried ghost."

"Well?"

"It's just... that..." Shi Yufeng didn't know how to explain.

Gui Lao Translator doesn’t know how to translate it either.

Shi Zhijian said: "This is our Chinese 'Baguette'!"

Baguette is French bread, the kind of stick bread that French people like to eat the most.

Rockefeller nodded happily: "So that's it! But the French ones are hard, why are yours so soft?"

"It's a little cold! When it's hot, it becomes hard!"

"Huh? It's also related to temperature! Interesting!" Rockefeller laughed.

Under Shi Zhijian's introduction, Rockefeller picked up his chopsticks and tried to eat a few bites of the fried ghost, and then took a piece of salted duck egg and ate it a few times. At first, he was casual, but his eyes suddenly lit up and he became surprised, "Oh my God.

, I didn’t expect it to be so delicious?!”

"Come on, come on, you guys should try it too! Very good Chinese food!" Rockefeller greeted his secretary Catherine and his translator.

Ever since, an ordinary breakfast turned into a "food conference" where the three ghost guys tasted each other's delicacies and commented on them, among which the plate of salted eggs came out on top.

Shi Yufeng looked surprised. She didn't expect that the salted duck eggs she boiled casually would be turned into a flower by these people.

Locke and others held the salted eggs and praised: "Oh my god, this is simply a masterpiece of God!"

Shi Yufeng was surprised, "Does God also lay eggs?!"


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