Siheyuan: Baji heirs never forget

Chapter 99 Hong Jiaban and Lin Zhengying (please subscribe)
Businessmen must be good at making use of the current situation. At this time, Xin Zhao was in the limelight in Hong Kong, and he just took advantage of this limelight to make a deal with everyone in Hong Kong.

No one doesn't want to make money, and no one will despise Xin Zhao's words.

The two Swiss bank bearer cards he took out contained US$40 million, which is equivalent to more than [-] billion Hong Kong dollars.

This ensures that there is no need to worry about buyers for this big business.Those present only need to transport various production equipment from outside and deliver it to Xin Zhao to sell it immediately.

Everyone expressed their intention to do this, and Xin Zhao naturally would not let these people just pay lip service.

His subordinate Ma Ziang and some people specially left their contact information, and Ma Ziang will be responsible for following up on this matter later.

After sending everyone away, Xin Zhao returned to his peaceful life.

The New Year atmosphere in Hong Kong is still very strong. Fireworks and firecrackers can be seen everywhere. Xin Zhao even invited veterans of powerful groups such as Ma Ziang.Celebrating the New Year together with single female singers like Xiao Ling'er at the Lou family's manor can be regarded as showing the care of the big family of Qiangsheng Group.

Of course, the phone calls with the family and the exchange of blessings with the wives and children are indispensable during the period.

Fireworks rise up and explode in the sky, releasing brilliant colors, lighting up the starry sky and the bustling city.

However, Xin Zhao felt a little sad. This was his first New Year spent outside. If possible, he should spend the New Year at home.

"Brother Zhao, do you miss your family?" Xiao Linger walked slowly behind him.

"Yes." Xin Zhao nodded: "How old are you this year, and where are your family members?"

"I am 21 years old this year." Xiao Ling'er also looked at the fireworks in the sky: "Everyone in my family has died!"

"Sorry for mentioning your sad things." Xin Zhao waved to the waiter holding the wine: "Have a drink, sad things will eventually be replaced by happy things!"

Xin Zhao handed a glass to Xiao Ling'er. This is a high-end red wine produced in France and a must-have for this kind of party.

"Yes." Xiao Ling'er picked up the red wine, and when her fingers touched, she felt a little excited.

"Brother Zhao, my ancestral home is Sichuan. I will still worship my parents' ancestors in the future!"

"Okay, now that the mainland is reforming and opening up, you can go to the mainland to worship your ancestors at any time." Xin Zhao also laughed.

Xin Zhao didn't chat too much with Xiao Ling'er. After all, he was a married man and the owner of this place, so he had to take care of all the guests.

Between changing glasses, Zhao Xin also drank a lot of wine, but he still didn't feel red or dizzy.

Time passed slowly, and after [-]:[-] midnight, Xin Zhao sent most of the people away and continued to call his family.

"Honey, don't drink too much over there, and be careful when eating. Don't..."

"Don't worry, I'm paying attention. I'll be back in a few days after handling the matters here." Zhao Xin reassured with a smile, thinking that his wife from home also knew something about what happened in Hong Kong.

BJ, in Zhao Xin’s study in the courtyard.After Lou Xiaoe hung up the phone, tears streamed down her face.If she hadn't overheard her eldest son bragging to his three younger brothers, she wouldn't have known Hong Kong was so dangerous.

She got up and wiped away her tears, walked towards the backyard, and came back after seeing the lights turned off. Her parents were getting old, and they fell asleep before the end of the night.

Hong Kong is so dangerous, but her parents still founded a powerful group. She originally thought that there were only rough roads and hardships, but she didn't expect that there was also the danger of bloodshed.

The lights in the front yard were still on, and the four children of Zhao Xin's family were still chattering together. Lou Xiao'e scolded angrily: "Go to bed early, we have to do morning exercises tomorrow morning!"

Hearing this, Zhao Gangyi raised his head and retorted: "Mom, tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. You said you don't need to do morning exercises."

"Who said you don't need to do morning exercises? I think you lost all your morning exercise skills when you went to college in Zhejiang. The Baji Martial Arts Academy opened in the third year of junior high school. You can live there and make up for my Bajiquan skills. "Lou Xiao'e's eyes widened, and Zhao Gangyi held back what he wanted to say when he opened his mouth.

"Mom, let's take a rest right now." Zhao Yutian on the side also quickly answered.

"Huh." Lou Xiao'e turned around and walked to her bedroom. She also missed her husband. If her husband was away, she had to educate these children well, at least not to lose her hard work.

The eldest is already in Hong Kong, and the third, Zhao Zhixia, is going to study in the UK this year. Who knows if there are gangsters in the UK, and there are dangers too.

The fourth child, Zhao Gangyi, needs to tighten his grip even more. This kid is not as talented in martial arts as the third child, his perseverance is not as good as the eldest brother, and his kung fu is not good enough. If he has to study abroad in the future, how will he protect himself if he encounters danger.

As for her daughter, Lou Xiaoe has already made up her mind.

Try not to let her go out. If she wants to go out, bodyguards must be arranged.

In the front yard, Zhao Yueyue blinked and said, "Did your mother hear what we just said?"

"No way!" Zhang Gangyi retorted.

"It's possible." Zhao Yutian said.

"Go to bed early and get up tomorrow morning for morning exercises. When the fourth child arrives, I will call you." Zhao Zhixia patted Zhao Gangyi on the shoulder.

"Okay." Zhao Gangyi had a bitter expression on his face. He thought that if his father was not at home, he would not have to practice qigong sooner or later, but he did not expect that his mother would take over the work supervised by his father.

Several people went back to their respective houses and went to sleep.

You have to do morning exercises in the morning. If you don't sleep, even if you get up and do morning exercises, you won't be able to achieve the desired results.

After Hong Kong Xin Zhao made the phone call, he was ready to go back to his bedroom.

After walking out of the door, Wu Yuan was still guarding the door.

"You go to rest, what are you doing here?"

"Boss, Miss Ling'er is drunk, do you want her?" Wu Yuan made some hints with his eyes.

Xin Zhao frowned slightly: "Don't think too much, where is Wang Haihong?"

"He's gone and drank a lot." Wu Yuan quickly stood up straight.

"Then send it to the guest room." Xin Zhao waved his hand and went back to his room to rest.

Xiao Ling'er was indeed drunk, but she was not unconscious yet. When the maid helped her to the guest room, she felt a little sad and relieved at the same time.

Sleeping in the guest room of Lou's manor, Xiao Linger felt an indescribable sense of security.

Time passed, and a few days passed in the blink of an eye.Ma Ziang began to lead his subordinates to sign contracts with each family.As long as they deliver all kinds of production equipment, the Qiangsheng Group will eat it.

Subsequent transportation from Hong Kong to the mainland will be handled by Qiang Sheng Group.

China has reformed and opened up and has close ties with Japan.

But this does not mean that the Western world has completely opened its arms to China. After all, ideological opposition is still deep-rooted.

The lights are feasting outside, and the subordinates are busy arranging things.Xin Zhao was quietly reading the newspaper in the study room. The contents of the newspaper were not about family and country affairs, but entertainment news.For example, there are reports related to horse racing. This is a very popular entertainment activity in Hong Kong. Hong Kong residents are rushing to place bets. A horse racing is almost equivalent to a carnival in less than half of Hong Kong.During these days of Chinese New Year, when Xin Zhao turns on the TV, he will basically see reports about horse racing.

The TV of this era was too different from that of later generations, and Xin Zhao didn't have much interest in it.

I spend more time either reading books or reading newspapers like I do now.His eyes passed over the horse racing information, and Xin Zhao turned his attention to the review of a movie called "The Prodigal Son".

The review said: "This ancient costume comedy kung fu film directed by Sammo Hung has changed the old routine of "chivalrous heroes and love and hatred" in the same genre in the past. "

Xin Zhao knew a long time ago that if he came to Hong Kong, if he wanted to, he would definitely be able to get in touch with famous stars in the future, and even his strong entertainment could accommodate a lot.

However, Xin Zhao didn't have much interest in this. After all, even Sammo Hung, who directed independently, was several years younger than him, not to mention his current social status.

What Xin Zhao paid attention to was the word 'Lin Zhengying'. Lin Zhengying was only mentioned briefly in this report. He was both a participant and a martial arts instructor.

Speaking of Lin Zhengying, Xin Zhao thought of one person, Bruce Lee.

When it comes to martial arts, the one who was most famous in the past few decades was none other than Bruce Lee.Unfortunately, Bruce Lee passed away young in 1973.Xin Zhao's idea for a while could not be realized.

However, he remembered reading some information in his previous life. Lin Zhengying was once Bruce Lee's right-hand man. Coupled with the regrettable zombie movies of later generations, Xin Zhao suddenly became interested.

"Wu Yuan, get ready and come with me."

"Okay, boss." Wu Yuan answered outside the door.

Although it was best not to go out for the sake of caution, Xin Zhao really wanted to go out because he thought it was troublesome. With his skills, unless weapons of mass destruction washed the ground, there really wasn't much of a threat.

Furthermore, the current technology in Hong Kong is not as tightly monitored as it would be in later generations.

"Boss, are you going to Qiang Sheng Entertainment?" Wu Yuan asked from the driver's seat.

Xin Zhao frowned slightly: "How do you know I'm going to Qiangsheng Entertainment."

"Ah, I thought the boss was going to visit Miss Ling'er." Wu Yuan explained awkwardly.

"Don't make blind guesses, go to Hong's class." After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and moved his ears slightly to detect the movement around him.

Many people were paying attention to him, and Xin Zhao smiled: "It seems that there are quite a few people watching me."

However, the current stage is not the future. There is no electronic surveillance network. No matter how brave they are, they would not dare to drive a car to follow. That would show hostility. In the current Hong Kong, don't blame him for following the hostility and cutting off threats.

Sure enough, more than ten minutes later, Wu Yuan's car had merged into the traffic flow of Hong Kong, and Xin Zhao didn't find anyone following him.

Arriving near the Hong family class, Zhao Xin saw that there were many strong men here. It was thought that these people would not only play roles on the set, but also work hard at the nearby docks or construction sites.

It was almost noon, and Zhao Xin saw a cart noodle stall on the street, so he and Wu Yuan had a bowl.

While eating, Xin Zhao saw a group of people going to Hong's class. When they passed by the stall, the owner of the noodle stall greeted the leading fat man cordially.

"Master Hong, have you started work yet?"

"Work has started. I will have to eat your noodles from now on."

"Welcome," the noodle stall owner said with a smile on his face.

Wu Yuan gestured towards Zhao Xin and asked if he wanted to step forward now and stop the leader of Hong's class.

Xin Zhao shook his head. It would be more appropriate to visit him later.

After drinking another cup of tea at the noodle stall, Wu Yuan paid the money and the two of them walked to Hong's class.

Knocking on the door to announce their intentions, the members of Hong's class politely invited Xin Zhao and Wu Yuan in. Although Xin Zhao did not reveal their identities, they could tell from their clothes and temperament that it was not easy.

"Leader Hong," Xin Zhao said, cupping his fists.

"This friend, I wonder who you are?"

"Is the team leader interested in leading the team to the mainland for development? I'm Zhao Xin, the new chairman of Qiangsheng Group." Zhao Xin said.

"Zhao...Zhao Xin?" Everyone in the Hong family class opened their eyes wide, even Lin Zhengying in the crowd was no exception.

Hong Kong is not a big place, and even though some things that happened are not widely reported, one can still know a little about Sammo Hung’s current status.

"Chairman Zhao, at least not recently, the mainland's film market is not very good, and the Hong family's development in Hong Kong is not bad." After Sammo Hung politely refused, he immediately said: "However, the Hong family is willing to work with Qiang Sheng Entertainment collaboration.”

"Okay." Xin Zhao nodded.

"Are you Lin Zhengying?" Zhao Xin asked, pointing to a person in the crowd.

Lin Zhengying immediately became excited when he heard this. He was only 31 years old at this moment and had not even started a family yet. "Yes, I am Lin Zhengying."

"I heard that you used to be Bruce Lee's right-hand man, but it's a pity that he is no longer here." Xin Zhao sighed. If Bruce Lee was still around, the two of them could definitely have a good discussion.

When Bruce Lee was mentioned, everyone's mood dropped a little.

Bruce Lee lives up to his name. He is a world-class kung fu superstar and a giant dragon in the Hong Kong kung fu film industry. How can the death of the dragon not make people in this industry sad?

"Chairman Zhao, the death of Bruce Lee is sad for all of us. It would be a pity for him to come to Izumi and not be able to meet you." Sammo Hung had a smile on his face. Although he was smiling, he still kept his distance.

Zhao Xin nodded when he heard this. He looked at Lin Zhengying and asked: "Brother Lin, I have written a script before, which is about zombies. There is a Taoist character in it. I intend to film it in the mainland. I wonder if you would like to go to the mainland for development. You don’t have to worry about funds, equipment or even personnel.”

"In mainland China's reform and opening up, people from all walks of life need to pioneer and lay the foundation." After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he looked at Lin Zhengying.

"I, I..." Lin Zhengying was confused for a while, but after thinking for a moment, he replied: "To be honest with Chairman Zhao, I am planning to get married, so..."

"It's okay, if you want to go to the mainland to develop in the future, you can come to me." Zhao Xin expressed his understanding, after all, he is going to get married, and the marriage partner must also be from Hong Kong.

Xin Zhao and Sammo Hung clasped their hands to say goodbye and left with Wu Yuan.

When the two of them were in the car, Wu Yuan started to complain: "Boss, the people in the Hong family's class are too ignorant."

"What they said is right. Besides, when I did that big thing, even though people from all walks of life were polite to me, there was also a lot of wariness and rejection in private. But this is also in line with the actual situation. After all, Hong Kong is currently But the ones from mainland China are not sitting together."

"After I went back, I asked people to publish recruitment information in newspapers for the Xinghai Group in mainland China. I didn't believe it. I couldn't find anyone who would follow me back." Zhao Xin began to close his eyes again, and Wu Yuan, as the driver, drove The car went to Lou's manor.

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