Chapter 119 Rooftop, Huang Zhicheng and A Fei

Chapter 119 Rooftop, Huang Zhicheng and A Fei

early morning.

The sky was as clear as a piece of blue paper, with a few thin white clouds floating slowly in the wind as if they had been melted by the sun.

Today is undoubtedly a good day for shopping.

Inside the Lion Rock Villa in Kowloon Tong.

Zheng Jirong stood by the balcony guardrail and admired the scenery in the mountains.

The last time he brought Chuanbao and Yutoubiao to Lion Rock to practice [Invincible Hot Wheels], he saw that there were many self-built villas on the mountain for sale. Afterwards, he asked Jimmy to help him inquire about them.

Jimmy's work efficiency has always been very fast, and he successfully bought a set for himself in two or three days.

The total amount was less than three million Hong Kong dollars, and the price was so low that he even wondered if Jimmy had used some tricks.

As a result, after Jimmy explained, he realized that due to negotiations with the North, housing prices on Hong Kong Island have been falling recently, and it will be cheaper to buy in a few years.

But Zheng Jirong, who knew how appalling housing prices were in Hong Kong Island in the original time and space, would not listen to his nonsense.

It just so happened that Zheng Biao and Tang Zhudi never had the chance to spend the hundreds of millions they invested. This time he simply purchased multiple properties in Clear Water Bay, Kowloon Tong, Causeway Bay, Repulse Bay and other places.

Moreover, he secretly rented and purchased several more private houses behind everyone's back.

As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. As a club leader, how can he not have a den that only he knows about?

Regardless of gossip, he is still very satisfied with the villa in Lion Rock.

Although this place is not in Yau Tsim Mong, Kowloon Tong is also within his sphere of influence.

And as a mountain-view villa, the environment here is very clean and elegant, far away from the hustle and bustle of high-rise buildings and feasting.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, he's a little tired of it now.

Zheng Jirong turned to look into the bedroom and said impatiently to Meng Luo in front of the dressing table:

"Are you okay? How long has it been?"

"Don't be anxious, brother Rong, which lipstick do you think I should use to look better?" Meng Luo asked Zheng Jirong, grabbing a handful of lipstick.

"Of course it's the flaming red lips."

"They are all red here, but each color number is different. Let me paint them all for you to see if they are okay."

Zheng Jirong said helplessly: "No, why don't you just pick anyone?"

Just to go out for a meal, Meng Luo had been picking out clothes, jewelry and makeup since she got up. It had taken nearly two hours now. She thought it was almost over, but she didn't expect that she started to worry about lipstick again.

Meng Luo said sweetly: "Help me choose one. I dress up a little better, and you also have face."

"Just go out for lunch and hang out for a long time."

After Zheng Jirong finished speaking, he walked over to Meng Luo and pointed at someone from the table.

Meng Luo glanced at the lipstick and said, "But I think this color doesn't match my clothes today."

Zheng Jirong was really fed up this time. He had been serving as a consultant to Meng Luo for the past two hours, but the suggestions he gave were always rejected by her.

Men will only spend 100% of their attention on things they don't get.

If Zheng Jirong had met Meng Luo for the first time in a bar, he would have tried his best to please her and show his gentlemanly side. But now that they are an "old husband and wife", let him continue to be so meticulous and considerate every day. Of course it's impossible to talk sweetly.

He held Meng Luo's thighs with both hands from behind, picked her up from the dressing table and threw her on the big bed.

"Ah! Brother Rong, what are you doing?"

Zheng Jirong stood beside the bed, raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, and deliberately threatened her in a rough voice:

"Since you're so lazy, don't go out to eat. Eat in bed!"

After saying that, he rushed towards her.

After a few rounds, Meng Luo begged for mercy and promised to give her another half hour to put on makeup and go out.

Although they are both in Kowloon, but unlike the fireworks in Yau Tsim Mong, Kowloon Tong is a famous wealthy area on Hong Kong Island.

On the street in Mong Kok there are either restaurants or bars and massage parlors. In Kowloon Tong, the streets are mostly filled with private clubs, gyms, coffee shops, and teahouses.

In a Western restaurant, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but frowned when he looked at the English menu.

His English proficiency is almost the same as that of his senior brother Linglingqi. There is no problem in saying a few words like "Yes", "Yes", "Xiu'er" and "Xie Te", but if he uses it to order food.

He smiled and asked the waiter:

“Isn’t there a Chinese menu?”

"Sorry sir, this is a Western restaurant."

Zheng Jirong's smile suddenly turned cold after hearing this. He asked the waiter: "Where is this? Is it the country of Yu?!"

Meng Luo, who was familiar with Zheng Jirong's character, knew that this was a sign that he was about to get angry, and quickly patted Zheng Jirong's hand, "Brother Rong, I've already ordered it, rib-eye steak with caviar, what would you like to drink?"

Zheng Jirong glanced at the waiter and said, "Open a bottle of 1982 Lafite."

Meng Luo nodded and added: "Open another bottle of champagne."

After the waiter left, Meng Luo put her hand on the back of Zheng Jirong's hand, "Don't get angry. The worst is, you won't be able to eat again next time."

Zheng Jirong smiled helplessly and said: "Forget it, a bottle of red wine is not enough for you, so I ordered another bottle of champagne. Are you a wine god?"

"No, caviar must be paired with champagne."

Zheng Jirong shrugged. He had lived a poor life his whole life, so how could he understand these messy things.

Looking around, he saw that the other guests in the restaurant were all ghosts. He shook his head. No wonder there wasn't even a Chinese menu. Since no Hong Kong people came to eat here, he was in trouble this time.

"How's the bar business lately?"

"It's very good. I don't have to pay any protection fees or viewing fees, and Judy often comes to take care of my business."

"Wait a minute," Zheng Jirong couldn't help but said after hearing Tang Zhudi's name, "Does Tang Zhudi often come to see you?"

"Yes, not only come often, but also"

Zheng Jirong saw that Meng Luo was deliberately refusing to talk, so he asked displeasedly: "And what? You two have already been embarrassed, right?"

"Oh, what did you say?"

Meng Luo quickly shook her head and denied, "Although she wanted to do something to me every time, I stopped her every time. Sometimes she even pretended to be drunk and wanted to stay the night, but I drove her away.

Besides, Judy is a woman. Are you jealous of women? "

"Hey, she's much more lustful than men, so you'd better be careful."

Thinking of Judy Tang's obscene way of stroking his beard, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. I haven't embarrassed your secretary yet, so you want to embarrass me first? !

At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and Zheng Jirong answered: "What's wrong, Tie Dan?"

"Really? Thirteenth sister sent it here in person?"

"Okay, I'm at Fuchi Western Restaurant in Kowloon Tong. Come over."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Luo asked curiously: "What's wrong, Brother Rong?"

"An old friend's company was going to hold an event. He sent me an invitation and said he would personally deliver it to me. It's really funny. Come if you like."

"Then who is the Thirteenth Sister you talked about on the phone?"

"A manly woman, similar to Judy Tang."

Hong Hing and Jiang Tiansheng didn't know what they were thinking. They had already been beaten by other societies and had retreated to Tuen Mun, but they still had the time to auction off the Changhong from their Hong Hing main hall.

Could it be that his business went bankrupt and he was looking for an excuse to make a fool of himself?

His brother Jiang Tianyang seems to be quite powerful in Thailand. A large number of Muay Thai masters came to Hong Kong some time ago to support Hong Xing. I heard that the leader in a suit fought off even the yellow-haired Ajie. Maybe he wants to give them this this time. The forces that originally joined forces to fight against Hongxing might lose their power at once.

Zheng Jirong lit up a cigarette and sneered in his heart. How could a group of Thai guys want to scare Wang Bao, Lian Haolong, Optimus Prime, and even him from Guanxi?

Jiang Tiansheng underestimated these people.

At this time, the waiter who came over leaned over and said to him: "Sorry sir, we don't allow smoking here."

Zheng Jirong looked around, and there was indeed no one smoking. There were many ghost guys looking at him and whispering.

He nodded. Smoking in a public place like a restaurant is indeed not good. After stubbing out the cigarette butt, he wiped his hands. When he was about to enjoy his meal, he saw a waiter scooping caviar from the jar onto the electronic scale. Weigh in a glass bowl.

Zheng Jirong frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

The waiter explained: "We calculate money based on weight."

"Did you make a mistake?" Zheng Jirong pointed at the ghost guy who was looking over here, "If these ghost guys see it, they think I can't afford it."

"No, no, no, we are all the same."

"What do you mean they are all the same? Who can eat just this amount? One more can."

Zheng Jirong pointed at the table and shouted: "One can per person!"

"Okay, okay."

"You're stupid. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zheng Jirong picked up the caviar and dug it into Mengluo's bowl, and muttered: "Don't eat here next time, it breaks too many rules."

Meng Luo smiled and said: "Okay, I will listen to you."

Two steaks with caviar and some side dishes, Zheng Jirong was not even half full after finishing it.

After eating, Zheng Jirong snapped his fingers and was about to pay and leave, when two distinct groups of people suddenly poured into the door of the restaurant.

A group of people wore suits and sunglasses, led by a short, stocky bald man.

Another group of people were dressed in various colors and had colorful hair. The leader was a woman wearing a suit with short hair.

The restaurant manager quickly stepped forward and said to the group of people behind Thirteenth Sister:

"Excuse me gentlemen, we do not accept guests who are disheveled here."

The younger brother behind Thirteenth Sister said angrily: "Damn it, do you know who we are!"

"Hey, wait for me at the door." Thirteenth sister waved behind her and walked to Zheng Jirong's table.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. In the past, she felt that there was nothing wrong with the dressing of her younger brothers, but compared with the younger brothers in Guanxi, let alone fighting power, just walking towards that station, the group of men in suits and sunglasses looked at He is more bluffing than her younger brother.

At this time, Tiedan and others had already stood behind Zheng Jirong. Thirteenth sister walked to Zheng Jirong, stretched out her hand and laughed: "Wow, Mr. Zheng is indeed a big boss. Champagne and caviar are really tasteful."

Zheng Jirong crossed his legs and shook her hand, then smiled and said, "Okay, after all, we are old acquaintances, so don't say any polite words."

Thirteenth sister nodded, took out an invitation from her arms and handed it over: "In five days, our Hongxing Hall's Changhong Club will put it up for auction. Mr. Zheng must come if you are interested.

Not to brag to you, this long red one has been scented by Guan Erye in our main hall for decades. It not only wards off evil spirits but also improves luck. It is very popular. "

"Hey", Zheng Jirong sneered when he heard this: "If you are so smart, why are there more than a dozen of you in Hongxing now only have Tuen Mun and Sham Shui Po? You are still lucky. I think it is just bad luck!"

Thirteenth sister's face suddenly darkened. The bastard Zhu Zhurong still deserves a beating as before.

She took a deep breath, put on a smile and said, "It's up to you. Anyway, I personally delivered the invitation. It's up to you whether you go or not."

Zheng Jirong threw the invitation to Tiedan behind him and waved to Thirteenth Sister, "Okay, tell Jiang Tiansheng to leave me a seat of honor against the wall."

The Thirteenth Sister nodded and turned to leave. As she walked, she muttered something secretly: "Crazy, whose head position is against the wall?!"

After Hong Xing and his gang left, Tiedan leaned over Zheng Jirong and said, "Brother Rong, could it be the Hongmen Banquet?"

"What the hell is the Hongmen Banquet? It's obviously a bully inviting bandits."

"Xiang Yu invites Liu Bang."

Zheng Jirong put his arms around Tie Dan's neck and asked:

"What happened to Xiang Yu?"

"died."

"What about Liu Bang?"

Tie Dan touched his head, "Liu Bang. What's wrong with Liu Bang?"

Zheng Jirong was too lazy to talk to this uneducated guy and said to the waiter who was always trembling at the table:

"Put the money on the table. Any extra is a tip."

"Okay, thank you sir, please walk slowly."

The waiter had just listened to the conversation between him and Thirteenth Sister, and had obviously guessed the identities of their group.

Zheng Jirong stood up and walked out with Meng Luo. Before leaving, he said to the waiter: "Tell you managers, you will have to prepare a Chinese menu in the future. This is Hong Kong Island, not the country of Hong Kong."

"I know."

Outside the restaurant, Zheng Jirong waved to Amiao, who had been waiting by the car, and then said to Meng Luo:

"Let Amiao take you where you want to go, I have something to do."

After hearing this, Meng Luo pouted unhappily and said, "You want to get rid of me after eating? Which vixen are you going to accompany?"

Zheng Jirong shook his head and looked innocent, "I'm just doing business. Didn't I tell you that now is the period when my career is on the rise?"

"Tch, ever since I met you, your career has been on the rise every day."

Seeing that she still didn't believe it, Zheng Jirong said seriously: "Be obedient."

"Huh, can you come back tonight?"

After Zheng Jirong heard this, he secretly picked up his fingers. He seemed to have asked Amei to go to a movie tonight. He shook his head and said:

"I probably won't be able to come back in time, so don't wait for me."

Seeing the unhappy look on Meng Luo's face, Zheng Jirong whispered in her ear:

"I haven't fed you last night and this morning? Who begged me for mercy before? You have a small appetite but you are greedy!"

"I'll kill you for talking nonsense outside."

Meng Luo looked around and saw that Tiedan and A Miao were not close, so she felt relieved and reached out to pinch Zheng Jirong's waist twice. Unfortunately, the flesh was too hard and his fingers hurt, but he didn't react at all.

After asking Meng Luo to get on the bus, Zheng Jirong sent Tiedan and others away, found a deserted alley, put on his peaked cap and sunglasses, and took a taxi to Xihuan.

At this time, there was a rooftop in Western District.

O Ji Superintendent Huang Zhicheng waved to the people who just came out of the stairs:

"Aren, this way."

hooligan:"???"

Chen Yongren in "Infernal Affairs" and Ah Fei in "Ya Fei and Ya Qi"

They are all played by the same actor Tony Leung.

As mentioned before, the setting in the book is that the characters played by the same people have some similarities between their eyebrows.