Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 390 Chapter 41: The end of being a dog

Zheng Nantian, who had an idea in mind, didn't want to wait for a moment, so he said to Ichiro Matsui: "Doesn't Sakura want the shares of Tiannan Company?"

"I'm going to sell it now. It only costs 3000 million Hong Kong dollars including the ship and the company. The company has a shipping license issued by the Governor's Office."

"The most valuable thing for Tiannan Company is this license. Xiangjiang is tightening the shipping license, and must have two [-]-ton freighters with ocean-going capabilities."

"Even if Sakura will be able to buy two [-]-ton freighters in a short period of time, the Governor's Office will not give you a new shipping permit. There is only one reason, because you are Japanese."

"It is impossible for the two major chambers of commerce to sell it to you, and the ghosts will not do business with you. Tiannan Company is the only chance for the Sakura Association!"

Ichiro Matsui thought for a moment, and found that what Zheng Nantian said was true, so he could only agree: "Since Zheng Sang has no intention of developing in Xiangjiang, Sakura Club can only terminate the cooperation with you."

"The price of 3000 million yuan is very reasonable. I will draw up the contract now."

Hearing that Sakura would be willing to take over Tiannan Company, Zheng Nantian was also overjoyed. In the current situation, even if he wanted to give away the company, no one would want it.

People from the two major chambers of commerce were staring at Tiannan Company to see if anyone jumped out.

Since Sakura wants to go from behind the scenes to the front stage, of course I have to pave the way for them, so that Uncle Dong and Sheng Chunhe don't always want to sacrifice their own flags.

Let the three of them fight!

The contract was quickly drawn up, and Matsui Ichiro also issued a promissory note of 3000 million Hong Kong dollars from Mitsubishi Bank.

Zheng Nantian who got the check carefully checked the number, this is his last coffin book.

In the future, she will be a beautiful wife and concubine, continue Xiangjiang’s good life, or go to the streets to beg for food, and struggle to survive. It all depends on Xiangjiang’s assets and how much they can sell. There must be no loss.

He didn't look at the contract much, and signed his name on it indiscriminately.

"Ding dong..."

The electric bell outside the door rang a few times, which also woke Zheng Nantian from the joy of getting the money. He looked at his bodyguard and wanted him to see who it was.

His own hand reached under the coffee table, and a handful of black stars was tied under the table, which was his last resort.

Just as Zheng Nantian's bodyguard wanted to go out to check the situation, Matsui Ichiro stopped him: "Don't worry, they are mine."

"It seems that the boat is ready, Zheng Sang, it seems that we will meet again in Tokyo Bay."

Matsui Ichiro waved his hand and asked the bodyguards behind him to go out together, just in case.

When Zheng Nantian heard the boat arriving, he let go of his hand. The water was already boiling. He took out a box of tea leaves from under the coffee table, put them into a purple clay pot he bought at a high price, and started to make Kung Fu tea.

The two bodyguards opened the big iron door, only opened a gap, and found that there was only one person standing at the door, wearing a black Western-style top hat and a black woolen windbreaker, looking at the two with a smile on his face.

As soon as Matsui Ichiro's bodyguard saw the person coming, he immediately moved out of the way and bowed respectfully to say hello.

The man in the black windbreaker smiled and nodded, and patted the bodyguard on the shoulder to express his intimacy.

Zheng Nantian's bodyguards didn't understand what these little Japanese were up to, and didn't bother to take care of it. Seeing that this person was indeed with Matsui Ichiro and others, and there was no one else outside the door, they closed the door again .

"Is everything done?"

The man in the black windbreaker walked into the living room, first nodded politely to the host Zheng Nantian, and then asked the smiling Matsui Ichiro.

Matsui Ichiro picked up the contract, patted it like a child, and said with a smile: "Brother Qiu, everything is settled..."

"Don't be so talkative. If you want to reminisce about the past, find a restaurant and chat while drinking. I want a boat ticket?"

Zheng Nantian didn't have the patience to get bored with these little devils and two devils. He had already signed all the things that should be signed, and he had the money, so he really didn't want to get involved.

Qiu Heseng didn't even look at Zheng Nantian, but took out a stack of thick envelopes from his arms and threw them to the dog in the water. He found a seat at random, sat on it and read the contract carefully.

The arrogant attitude of the visitor stimulated Zheng Nantian, but he had to bow his head under the eaves. When he arrived in Tokyo, he had to rely on Sakura to take care of his daily life, so he couldn't offend him.

But when he opened the envelope, he found that instead of the ticket he was thinking about, there were color photos in it.

The contents of the photos are also unsightly.

The young woman was wearing a kimono with a dog leash around her neck, walking in the mud like a dog, with a faintly visible little tail swaying back and forth behind her.

Zheng Nantian is very familiar with the woman in the photo, that is his wife who left first.

His eyes were red, his hands were trembling, and he flipped through it quickly, and the content became more and more taboo.

Even sometimes my son has a camera, kneeling at the door, watching his mother's happy scene.

"Mr. Zheng, Madam, no, her name is Akita Hime now."

"In order to tame her, I spent a whole week. As expected of a lady, the taste is not ordinary."

"Before I got on the plane, I whipped her hard and told her to obediently wait for my master to come back."

After reading the transfer contract, Qiu Heseng raised his legs, looked at Zheng Nantian who was trembling all over, and sniffed his hands exaggeratedly, as if there was still some smell on them.

"Little Chi, Zong Sang, I will kill your whole family."

Zheng Nantian let out an angry roar, threw the photo in his hand to the ground, ran madly to the coffee table, pulled out the pistol tied under the table, opened the safety, and frantically pulled the trigger at Qiu Heseng, the devil.

The gunshots did not sound as expected.

Matsui Ichiro shook his head helplessly, reached into the pocket of his coat, took out a handful of yellow-orange bullets, and threw them on the coffee table.

"A Jiang, kill them, kill them."

Zheng Nantian pulled out the magazine in disbelief, only to find that there was not a single bullet in it.

He can only pin his last hope on A Jiang, the bodyguard watching the excitement at the door, hoping that he will kill the demons in front of him.

But Ah Jiang, who has always been loyal, did not follow Zheng Nantian's instructions to kill people, but lowered his head, turned and walked out of the living room.

"idiot!"

"How did you earn this billions of dollars? It seems that Xiangjiang is really a treasured place of geomantic omen."

"Use your ingenuity and think about how I got the bullets in your pistol if there were no outsiders."

Matsui Ichiro was also shocked by Zheng Nantian's stupidity. He had seen how stupid he was, but he hadn't seen how stupid he was. It was hopeless.

Qiu Heseng glanced at the photos on the ground with regret. They were all taken by him with the latest Fuji camera, and all of them were high-quality goods. It was a pity to just throw them on the ground like this!
For those who don't understand art, the best punishment is to send him to the west.

　There is one more chapter, working hard!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)