Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Las Vegas airport.

When Shi Zhijian left, Chekov and others came to see Shi Zhijian off.

The black crowd, as well as Chekhov, Latino II, Elderson and other casino bosses appeared, causing commotion on the scene.

"Who is that white-clothed man who let Chekov and the elders see him off in person?"

"Yeah, even the president doesn't have this kind of ostentation!"

"God, that's amazing!"

Everyone stopped and watched, discussing and full of curiosity about Shi Zhijian's identity.

Of course Lei Luo, Yan Xiong and the others understood what was going on, and they acted calmly.

But Lukedo, Arthur and others who came in a group were different. They were also bewildered by the situation in front of them. They didn't understand why Chekov, a casino tycoon, and hotel bosses treated Shi Zhijian so courteously.

It wasn't until they learned from Liu Jianxiong that Chekov and others had signed an agreement with the Huyue Fund that they exclaimed: "God, how could this happen?"

Lu Keduo and others never dreamed that the capital of Huyue Fund would change from 300 million to 500 million, a direct increase of 200 million before they even went to New York!

"Incredible! It's incredible!"

"Yeah, if this news gets out, the fund's reputation will be greatly shaken! When it's listed, it will go crazy!"

Lukedo, Arthur and the others became excited, and when they thought of the fund's listing and the skyrocketing price, they were so happy that they couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

Chekov and the others were also very happy. The reason why they came to see Shi Zhijian off today and to cheer Shi Zhijian up was to help the fund make a name for itself.

As they had guessed, the media reporters who heard the news surrounded them and frantically took pictures as soon as they arrived at the scene.

"Excuse me, Mr. Chekov, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Shi Zhijian, and why are you here to see him off?"

"Mr. Latin America II, I heard that you participated in the support plan of the Tiger Leap Fund. Is it true?"

Some of these reporters were installed by Chekov and the others, and they immediately gave the standard answer to the media——

"We share the same aspirations with Mr. Shi Zhijian, and this time we are cooperating in the financial field."

"Huyue Fund is a promising fund company. We strongly support their backup plan!"

Immediately afterwards, Chekov and others boasted to the media respectively, directly blowing up the Tiger Leap Fund to the sky.

Those reporters lived up to expectations, and took pens to record---

"Huyue Fund was born!"

"Huyue Fund is about to win the Star Fund!"

"Mr. Shi Zhijian teamed up with Canadian tycoons and Las Vegas tycoons to build a fund aircraft carrier!"

Shi Zhijian stood aside and watched Chekov and others put on a show, smiling and saying nothing.

Some reporters approached him and wanted to interview him, but Yan Xiong arranged for Chen Tai and Sha Danxiong to stop him, and sent them away in broken English, "Sorry, Mr. Shi is not accepting interviews for now!"

Turning around, Yan Xiong asked Shi Zhijian: "Chekov and the others have gone too far, should I go over and say a few words?"

"No need!" Shi Zhijian shook his head, "It's normal to be exploited!" After speaking, he turned to Lei Luo and the others and said, "Board the plane first!"

Lei Luo laughed: "Get on the plane, go to New York!"

The crowd became agitated.

Everyone pushed the suitcases and started to board the plane in an orderly manner.

Seeing that Shi Zhijian was about to leave, Chekov and others bid farewell to Shi Zhijian loudly on purpose.

Shi Zhijian turned his head, waved and smiled at them, to save face.

…

It was cold and windy.

New York is now in winter, and there are sporadic snowflakes floating in the sky.

With the roar of the engine, the giant passenger plane slowly landed at New York International Airport.

At this time, outside the airport, a black Rolls-Royce was parked by the side of the road. Before and after the Rolls-Royce, there were ten large luxury cars. In the fierce cold wind, a group of bodyguards in black suits stood proudly. personnel.

In addition, there is a beautiful blond woman wearing a secretary's outfit and wearing a mink fur, waiting beside the Rolls-Royce, not afraid of the sharp cold wind.

Pedestrians passing by stopped and looked at this side one after another, guessing who was waiting here for someone with such a big show.

Time is up.

Passengers poured out from the airport carrying big and small salutes.

The cold weather made everyone rub their hands together, breathing in the cold, and people they knew hugged each other. Young men and women couples meet and kiss immediately.

Shi Zhijian and his party were very conspicuous.

In the front is a group of Chinese, and in the back is a group of ghost elders in Canada.

Seeing Shi Zhijian and the others come out, the secretary girl hurriedly walked to the car and knocked on the window.

The car window opened slowly, revealing a kindly smiling face: "My old friend is out, dear Catherine?"

"Yes, Mr. Rockefeller!" replied the girl.

"Hehe, well! I should go out to meet him too!"

While speaking, the car door opened, and a generation of tycoon Rockefeller got out of the car leaning on crutches.

He was wearing a top hat and a tight scarf, a little uncomfortable with the cold weather outside.

"Let's go, go meet my old friend! Tell him that Wang Fugui never forgot him!"

Rockefeller took the lead and leaned on crutches and walked towards Shi Zhijian against the wind and snow.

Catherine, the secretary, followed closely behind.

Not far ahead, Shi Zhijian was stunned when he saw Rockefeller, suspecting that he was wrong.

Behind Lei Luo, Yan Xiong had already said loudly: "Hey, isn't that Wang Fugui?"

"Yeah, why is he here?"

Lan Gang, Han Sen and others who knew Rockefeller were also surprised.

Only Lukedo, Arthur and others still looked confused, "Who is that old ghost?"

"do not know!"

"The scene is quite big!"

Before they finished discussing, they heard someone who knew Locke exclaim: "Oh my God, God! I can't believe it! You pinched me, isn't it true? I actually saw Rockefeller, the super tycoon of the United States!"

"Who do you say he is?" Lu Kedo and the others stared wide-eyed.

"Rockefeller! The famous oil tycoon and financial tycoon in the United States! I had the honor to listen to his speech in the United States..."

Luke was stunned.

Arthur's jaw dropped!

"How could it be possible?"

"How did Shi Zhijian know him?"

"Lock actually came to greet Shi Zhijian in person?"

At this moment, Lu Kedo and the others froze in place, and the wind was messy.

"Hello, dear Shi!" Rockefeller leaned on a cane and walked towards Shi Zhijian with difficulty. The ground was so slippery that he almost fell.

Shi Zhijian hurried forward and supported him.

Rockefeller hugged Shi Zhijian and patted him on the back: "Long time no see!"

"Yes, Mr. Locke, nearly two years!"

"Don't call me Locke, call me Wang Fugui!" Rockefeller corrected, "I'm still thinking about that small tenement in your house---have you sold it?"

"No! And your room is still reserved."

"Hehe, that's good. I will go there again next summer and live in the same place! By the way, is that little black dog you raised still edible? Every time I feed it bones, it will Bowing to me, it's so funny!"

"It has gained weight and can't make bows, but it has a child."

"Haha, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Congratulations to it!"

Rockefeller and Shi Zhijian chatted happily, looking like children, laughing from time to time, forgetting to stand in the cold wind with snowflakes dancing on their heads.

Those bodyguards had never seen the boss so happy, all of them looked dazed, and they didn't quite understand the relationship between Shi Zhijian and Locke.

Only Catherine, who is Locke's personal secretary, knows best that Shi Zhijian is Locke's rare "year-old friend"! No, it's even deeper than "Forgetful Friends"!

"But dear Wang Fugui, why did you suddenly appear here?"

"What do you think? How could I appear here with supernatural powers, knowing that you are coming to New York?" Locke showed an intriguing smile.

"President Carter sent you here?"

Locke didn't answer, but shrank his neck, "It's cold, we'd better get in the car!" He raised his crutches and pointed at the twenty luxury cars, "These cars are enough to carry your friends!"