Chapter 205 Meeting the Robbers Again
In the living room.
Zheng Jirong sat on the sofa, leaning forward slightly, reading the newspaper in his hand intently.
[Business elites faced false accusations, responded calmly and showed great virtue]
[Everyone who is a philanthropist is slandered, so he repays evil with kindness and shows his arrogance. 】
Titles like this appear endlessly on the headlines of every newspaper. Although the titles are the same, the content is diverse.
The major newspaper focused on how Zheng Jirong, after being framed by the police, had a fierce confrontation with the other party's lawyer without fear of danger, and calmly presented various evidences, successfully silencing the other party. Not only that, the content of the article also extends from this to in-depth thinking and dialectical analysis of the workers' demonstration movement. To sum up, in one sentence, the lives of the people at the bottom are becoming more and more difficult, and social control is becoming more and more chaotic.
As for what the various tabloids said, it was even more outrageous. The article claimed that Zheng Jirong's handsome appearance and extraordinary charisma convinced the other party's lawyer, and even the ghost female judge was attracted to him, so he was Will be released in court. Later, he and the female judge had lunch at a certain Western restaurant, and according to relevant sources, after they came out of the restaurant, they ran directly to the nearby Four Seasons Hotel. (This report has not been confirmed, and the specific situation still needs to be further understood).
Under this vivid and detailed description, even Zheng Jirong began to wonder who he had dinner with after leaving the court yesterday!
Putting down the newspaper in his hand, he patted Cheng Leer, who was sleeping on his lap, and asked strangely: "Why are you so listless every time I see you recently? Aren't you happy to see me?"
"No," Le'er arched her back towards the base of his legs and said lazily, "It's all because of Ah Zhen that she watches so many soap operas every night, so I sleep very late at night and have no energy during the day. "
"I asked you to go to bed early, but you have to hold me and watch it together."
On the lounge chair outside the hospital, Ye Quanzhen was wearing designer sunglasses and basking in the sun leisurely. While flipping through fashion magazines in his hand, he occasionally took a sip of the high-end coffee at hand, looking extremely leisurely and relaxed.
Zheng Jirong couldn't help but take a second look at this witch who had been completely brainwashed by consumerism. She used to carry poisons or hidden weapons in her cloth bag, but now her cotton bag has been replaced by a Hermès Birkin bag. , the original poisonous hidden weapon has also become various big-name cosmetics.
However, seeing that she was able to kill a dozen mercenaries by herself in the past two days, it shows that her martial arts skills have not fallen behind.
No matter what, let her get lost in the luxuries and glamor of Hong Kong Island, and then let me save her as a lost lamb.
"Brother Rong, what are you looking at?" Leer punched him in the stomach and said unhappily, "Why do you keep staring at Ah Zhen?"
"Why should I look at her?"
Zheng Jirong immediately turned his attention to Cheng Leer's feet, which were under the same gaze. He raised his hand and touched it twice, and then said with a bad smile: "I'm looking at this. Didn't I tell you not to put nail polish on your feet? Why are you disobedient? ?”
When Cheng Leer heard this, she didn't know what she thought of. She pushed Zheng Jirong shyly, blushed and said, "It's bad for you, so I'll wash it off at night."
After the two of them finished lying on the sofa, Zheng Jirong patted her thigh and said, "Get up and clean up quickly. Didn't you say you are going shopping? I will come over to accompany you as soon as I finish all the police investigations."
"Oh." After hearing this, Cheng Leer slowly climbed up from his lap, stretched lazily, and said casually: "I don't know why those policemen are so interested in a demonstration. , I slept very well that night and didn’t hear any gunshots.”
Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders. Of course you couldn't hear it. The people who were sent by A Le to kidnap Cheng Le'er were overthrown by Ye Quanzhen with a sword before they could even fire a shot. Moreover, more than ten minutes later, he sent someone specially to come. She cleaned the scene, not to mention the blood stains, even painted the walls and changed the water in the swimming pool three times.
So when Cheng Leer got up the next day, he saw another peaceful Hong Kong island.
"By the way, Brother Rong," Cheng Leer tied up her messy hair and asked as she walked towards the bedroom, "Daddy asked me to tell you if you need help, just ask."
"Uncle Cheng, don't worry. It's just a little trouble. He doesn't need to take action himself."
"Daddy said he is going to donate a welfare fund of 30 million to the police in your name."
"No," Zheng Jirong immediately shook his head and refused, "If I keep this money for your dowry, it would be a waste to donate it to these bastards."
"Tch, who said I wanted to marry you?"
After Cheng Leer replied coquettishly, she skipped back to the bedroom to change clothes and put on makeup.
After Zheng Jirong saw her leaving, he lay on the sofa and lit a cigarette leisurely. Now, no matter how much money the police donates, they can't change their policy towards him. Some time ago, Zheng Biao just donated 50 million to the police in his name. , but yesterday the police still broke into his home with an arrest warrant and took him away by force.
Different from the previous arrest warrants, the arrest warrants can only be specially approved by the court. It can be seen that there are definitely many people in the Hong Kong government who have great opinions on him.
He didn't even admit him to jail according to the rules and regulations. He was dragged directly into the court to catch Zheng Jirong off guard. If he hadn't made enough preparations in advance, he might have been wandering between the police station and the court all day long.
To put it bluntly, this trip to the court was a warning to themselves, but Zheng Jirong ignored this warning at all.
After all, no matter how much evidence the police had, it was impossible for the judge to convict him.
Not only because several of his companies have created jobs for tens of thousands of people, but if he is really convicted, there will definitely be big trouble.
Moreover, Hong Kong Island was rated as the safest place in Asia last year. If a fire involving tens of thousands of people occurs the next year, it will undoubtedly be a slap in the face to the Hong Kong government.
Even if they don't care about the chaos in this area, they still care about some international images.
Therefore, it is appropriate to define a riot as a demonstration. No matter how hard the police try, they cannot really send him in.
After all, ghost guys are not monolithic.
But speaking of it, his own losses were not small. Not to mention the large bonuses, compensation and pensions, what made him feel most uncomfortable was that although the fire was turned into a parade, the employees of Huasheng Company were indeed harassed that night. Many ordinary citizens.
This has done a lot of damage to their group's reputation, as well as Zheng Jirong's most proud public image, and they have to find a way to make up for it.
Moreover, the experience of being broken into his home and taken to court for no apparent reason that day made him very unhappy. After finishing dealing with the person involved, he would also start preparing a big surprise for the royal police.
For example, the live broadcast allows all Hong Kong citizens to see their incompetence.
Ye Quanzhen walked past him at this time, and when she saw the corners of the man's mouth raised on the sofa, she couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "You are smiling so sinisterly, I wonder what bad ideas he is planning."
Causeway Bay.
I don’t know if it’s an obsession of Hong Kong Islanders. You can go shopping in Tsim Sha Tsui or Mong Kok, but these two women next to me have to go across the sea to Wan Chai. Those so-called big-name luxury goods are not available in Tsim Sha Tsui East.
Amiao put a dozen handbags into the trunk and saw Zheng Jirong leisurely leaning on the car and smoking, and asked curiously: "Brother Rong, aren't you going to accompany my sister-in-law and the others?"
Zheng Jirong raised his finger and pointed at the underwear store opposite, "They went in to pick out underwear. Why am I, a grown man, going in? Just wait, they won't be able to get out in half an hour, so they can just take a break."
Ah Miao immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Every time Zheng Jirong went shopping with a woman, he was the most tired. Not only did he have to go to each store to check out, but he also had to help every sister-in-law carry their bags. Fortunately, the boss felt sorry for him and gave him a raise. half salary.
He twisted his sore wrist and asked, "Brother Rong, I'm going to buy milk tea. What do you drink?"
"Taro Golden Cinnamon Milk Tea, look carefully when buying it. You cannot miss out on purple sweet potato, sweet potato, matcha, taro and pearls."
".clear."
Seeing the bustling back of Amiao, Zheng Jirong secretly thought that people in Hong Kong really love drinking milk tea. Using the store opening method he saw online in his previous life, opening a chain milk tea shop here might be a huge success.
Just when Zheng Jirong was bored, a very slutty woman wearing fishnet stockings and a low-cut outfit walked out of a gold shop not far from him.
She was chewing gum. Although her expression was very relaxed, her eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings. When she saw that there was no patrolling SIR on the street, the woman couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and hit the security guard at her accomplices in the gold shop behind her. gesture.
After seeing that her companion had controlled the people in the store and was threatening the clerk with a gun to open the safe, she felt happy and chewed gum faster.
The judge was indeed right. Today's public security on Hong Kong Island is lax. It would be a pity not to take action.
After Liu Ying saw that there were no police officers around, she relaxed her tense nerves. After looking around, she saw a man leaning against a silver Rolls-Royce not far away. She was so happy that she glanced at the judge and the madman in the store. Seeing that they didn't pay attention to her, she pulled a smile on her lips and walked towards the man.
"Hey, handsome guy, your car is nice."
Zheng Jirong flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, glanced at the coquettishly dressed woman in front of him, and said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"Why are you so cold?" Liu Ying leaned in front of Zheng Jirong, raised her hand to touch his chest and sighed: "Hey, the muscles are quite strong. I wonder if you are too."
Zheng Jirong knocked her hand off and asked with raised eyebrows: "Isn't this Causeway Bay? Why does it feel like I'm on Bolan Street?"
"Hahahaha", Liu Ying laughed and patted his chest, then turned around and sat on the hood, raised her legs in fishnet stockings, and smiled charmingly at Zheng Jirong: "I have been standing here for a day, can I Can't you please help me see if my underwear is torn?"
"Yeah?"
Zheng Jirong glanced at it casually, shook his head and said: "It's not broken, I only saw clams frothing."
lLiu Ying, together with the following judge and madman, all come from the movie "High Flying".