Chapter 235 “Where did my pants go?!”

Chapter 235 “Where did my pants go?!”

After discussing some matters at Tang Zhudi's house, Zheng Jirong took Ruan Mei to the houses of Zheng Biao and Guan Zu.

They have invested a lot of money in the group for more than half a year. Although they are all shareholders of the group, they have not been involved in any management and operation of the group. However, when the group's project development encounters resistance, they They will all show up in time to lend a helping hand.

Although Zheng Jirong didn't say anything to them, he was actually very grateful in his heart.

So when Azu takes his friends to play games, he will definitely come out to help him!

Victoria Peak.

At the door of a mountainside villa, Zheng Jirong carefully handed the several-month-old little guy in his arms to his mother's hand, then smiled at Mrs. Li and said: "Sister Li, please go back to the house. There is no need to send it away anymore. The temperature outside is low. One cold and one hot don't make the baby catch a cold."

"Yeah," Mrs. Li nodded and said, "I will transfer some of the company's foreign exchange to the gambling boat's account in the next two days. You can ask the accountant on the boat to check it when the time comes."

"I understand. Speaking of which, I would like to thank Sister Li for trusting me."

"Actually, I also feel that the current Hong Kong dollar exchange rate is a bit abnormal. It has dropped from seven to nine in the past few days, but I am not so sure that the exchange rate will be constant in the near future."

Zheng Jirong smiled and nodded. When he was giving his family a New Year's greeting just now, he told Mrs. Li all about his idea of ​​making money. It's not that he couldn't do it without her.

In fact, it would not be difficult for Zheng Jirong to secretly use all the foreign currency cash during the boat gambling period to make money without telling her. After all, since this woman had her grandson, she has devoted herself to her children, and even gambling on boats is very difficult. One less trip. Although she has people on board as the financial accountant on the ship, as long as she speaks, these people will never dare to tip off the information.

However, now that his status has improved, Zheng Jirong is no longer too lazy to play these tricks. He told Mrs. Li straightforwardly that as long as he deposits all the foreign currencies in foreign banks, after a period of time, the exchange rate will stabilize to 7.00 points, and all of them will be converted into Hong Kong dollars. Finally, you can make a net profit of hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

What I didn't expect was that the woman not only agreed directly, but also used all the foreign currency in their trading group to exploit this loophole.

How much does this woman trust herself?

However, it is not ruled out that she thinks she has a close relationship with Zheng Biao and others and has heard some gossip.

After tightly shaking Mrs. Li's extended hand, Zheng Jirong waved to their family, said goodbye and left, got in the car and drove in the other direction of Taiping Mountain.

When he went to Mrs. Li's house, Ruan Mei was sent back home first, not because it was inconvenient for her to come to see Mrs. Li's family, but because Cheng Leer's home was in the mid-level villa area of ​​Taiping Mountain.

In a villa that is almost the same as Mrs. Li's house.

It was already evening, and the sky began to slowly darken, as if it was lightly covered by a huge black velvet cloth.

Cheng Leer was standing on the balcony looking at the road in front of the house. It had been a long time since Brother Rong called, but there was still no sign of his car.

Could it be that there was a car accident halfway?

Cheng Leer panicked when she thought of this. She was about to talk to Ye Quanzhen, the female bodyguard who had been accompanying her, but suddenly she remembered that Ah Zhen had already taken a few days off and returned to Wan Island to pay homage to her master's grave.

Depressed, she had no choice but to stand blankly on the balcony, waiting for her man to pick her up.

At this moment, a voice that she disliked suddenly came from behind, "Le'er, why are you standing alone on the balcony? It's cool outside. Come in."

Cheng Leer looked back at Jin Moji who walked into her bedroom, frowned and said displeased: "Why did you come directly into my room? Get out quickly."

"I didn't see you outside, so I was worried about you."

"What do I need you to worry about in my own home? Get out of here!"

Jin Moji choked up after hearing this. When he was about to go out, he suddenly found that Cheng Leer's eyes had been staring at the entrance outside the villa, thinking of the previous phone call Cheng Yuntao had received downstairs.

He immediately asked dissatisfiedly: "Le'er, are you waiting for Guanxi?"

"What is Guanxi? Do you have any manners? If you don't know someone else's name, you can just call Mr. Rong Ge and Mr. Zheng, okay?"

"Haha, Mr. Zheng?"

Jin Moji said disdainfully: "He is just a member of the high society! He was lucky enough to catch up with his uncle and the others, and he made a small fortune through their relationship! What's so great about a villain succeeding!"

After Cheng Leer heard what he said, he retorted angrily: "Hey, what about society? Brother Rong's reputation among the people of Hong Kong Island is better than that of the police force, and you just mentioned small wealth."

She glared at Jin Moji and continued: "Brother Rong is the richest man in Hong Kong under the age of 35, with a net worth of several billion. As for you, I don't seem to see your name on that list."

"There is no need for me to compare with a high-end society!" Jin Moji said with a blush on his face: "All his money is from the people, it is all dirty money and black money!"

Seeing his angry look, Cheng Leer smiled lightly and said, "I know, you are jealous of Brother Rong, right?"

"Am I jealous of him? What does he have to make me jealous?!" Jin Moji immediately replied contemptuously.

Cheng Leer chuckled and said, "That's too much. I'm jealous that he's taller and more handsome than you. I'm jealous that he's more capable than you and makes more money than you."

After she said a few words, she looked closely into Jin Moji's eyes and said calmly: "You are still jealous that Brother Rong can possess me effortlessly and become the son-in-law of the Cheng Group."

"you!!!"

After hearing this, Jin Moji glared at Cheng Leer fiercely. He pointed at the woman's nose and said, "There are countless women out there in Guanxi. Do you think he really cares about you?"

Hearing this, Cheng Leer smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. I know his affairs much better than you do. I advise you to say less. Brother Rong will be coming over soon. If you have any questions, you can tell him in person." , but I’m afraid you don’t have the courage.”

When Jin Moji was about to retort, there was a sudden sound of car horns outside the villa. Cheng Leer quickly looked outside and saw that it was Zheng Jirong's license plate number. He ignored the gloomy Jin Moji beside him and stepped on his high heels quickly. Hurrying downstairs.

A moment.

Zheng Jirong parked the car and was getting out of the car when he saw Cheng Leer running towards him from the living room.

He smiled and stepped forward to hug Le'er, caressed her back a few times, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry Le'er, I've been really busy these two days. I originally wanted to come over this morning, but I wanted to send you New Year's greetings." There were too many, so the time to come over was delayed.”

"It doesn't matter." Cheng Leer raised her pretty face like a jade carving in his arms and said enthusiastically: "Hurry up and enter the house. Daddy is waiting for you to come over for dinner."

"good."

Zheng Jirong held Leer's waist and was about to enter the living room when he suddenly felt something and looked up at the balcony on the third floor.

Jin Moji had a solemn face and looked at him with malicious eyes.

When Zheng Jirong saw this, the corner of his mouth drew an arc. He deliberately moved his hand towards Leer's protrusion under Jin Moji's gaze, and then asked lightly: "Why is he here too?"

Cheng Leer quickly explained: "His parents have immigrated to Japan, and he is the only one in the family on Hong Kong Island. Because of their friendship with the previous generation, his father called him home to celebrate the New Year together."

"Brother Rong, don't mind. I will go back to your home in Kowloon with you after dinner."

"Hey," Zheng Jirong shook his head and said, "Today I came to pay New Year greetings to my future father-in-law. What do you mean by leaving after dinner?"

He then lowered his head and smiled evilly in Cheng Leer's ear: "What? You don't want it just when we meet, right?"

"Well don't talk nonsense." Cheng Leer shyly twisted the soft flesh around Zheng Jirong's waist.

On the balcony on the third floor, Jin Moji looked at the scene in front of him, clenched the railing in his hand bitterly, and couldn't help but said through his teeth: A female fucks a silver wife! ! !

In the living room.

Zheng Jirong ignored Jin Moji, who looked at him like an enemy, and took the initiative to mention the land in East Tsim Sha Tsui to Cheng Yuntao.

Cheng Yuntao touched the pipe beside his mouth, thought for a while and then asked: "Actually, I won that piece of land because it was cheap. The total cost was not big, about ten million."

"If uncle is willing, I can raise the price to buy it. As long as the price is not too outrageous, I can accept it."

Cheng Yuntao was a little puzzled when he heard this and said: "Ah Rong, I know you are very good at doing business. If you want to use this land to build a shopping mall or entertainment city, I will definitely support you, but to build a hotel."

He shook his head and continued: "There are already many hotels in East Tsim Sha Tsui, and they are all well-known old brands. You can't steal their business."

"Uncle, don't worry about this. I naturally have my own reasons for doing this."

After thinking for a while, Cheng Yuntao sighed and said: "This land was just acquired. If you want it, raise the price by 20%. This way I can also explain to the people in the company, but this time you I'm not optimistic about the project. If you encounter any problems, don't hold on to it, get rid of it as soon as possible."

"I understand, thank you uncle for your concern." Zheng Jirong nodded sincerely and replied.

Jin Moji on the side originally heard that Zheng Jirong was coming to buy land from their group, and was ready to stop him with words, but after knowing that the purpose of this guy's land purchase was to build a hotel, he immediately shut up.

In such a small area as East Tsim Sha Tsui, there are no less than three star-rated hotels, and they are all high-end hotels controlled by foreign investors, not to mention other hotels that have been operating for decades. This time in Guanxi, it is purely Money is made in vain.

He wanted to see what this guy's expression would be like when a hotel worth hundreds of millions fell on his hands.

After they finished discussing the business, the servants brought all the prepared dishes to the table.

After sitting down, Cheng Yuntao held up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Ah Rong, I heard Zheng Biao tell me before that you can never get drunk after a thousand cups of wine. I want to see it today."

"Hahaha, I will have a great time drinking with my uncle today."

Seeing the two people chatting and laughing, Jin Moji muttered unhappily: "It's weird that you can have so much fun with such a high-profile society like you."

At this time, Cheng Leer happened to pass by him with an open bottle of liquor. After hearing his complaint, she deliberately poured the wine in her hand onto his pants.

"Hey! Just watch it!"

"Oops, I'm sorry, I accidentally tripped just now."

"You" Jin Moji looked at his soaked pants and said speechlessly: "You happened to trip over my pants with your drink?"

"I said it was accidental. Why are you so small-minded?"

"Forget it, Merji, what are you arguing with Le'er about? There are clothes prepared for guests in the guest room, go and change." Cheng Yuntao pointed to the guest room at the corner.

".good."

Jin Moji glanced at the people at the table and suddenly felt that coming here to celebrate the New Year seemed like a wrong decision.

A few minutes later, Jin Moji opened the guest room door from the guest room and saw Zheng Jirong walking towards him. He immediately asked warily: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't get me wrong," Zheng Jirong smiled and pointed to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, "It's just a bathroom break."

After his back walked into the bathroom, Jin Moji breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, when he saw Zheng Jirong just now, he suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Shaking his head, Jin Moji walked out from the corner and said with a smile: "I'm back. Uncle, your clothes really fit well and are very comfortable to wear."

Cheng Yuntao and his daughter looked up after hearing this. When they saw him, Cheng Leer immediately closed his eyes and shouted loudly:

"Ah! You pervert!!! Walking around without pants!"

"Merky! Put your pants on and come out again!"

"ah?"

Jin Moji quickly looked down at his legs, wait, where are the pants I just wore? !