Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Just when Shi Zhijian rushed to Hongyi Haituodi, Lockhart Road, Wanchai, Li Jiacheng, the big man who left the reception because of his incompetence, had people drive to the Guanyin Temple in Tszyun Mountain.

Zhuang Jiajun parked the car, got down, opened the door, and glanced at his tired brother-in-law Li Jiacheng.

Li Jiacheng closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, "Are you there yet?"

"Here. Do you want me to accompany you in? I haven't seen my aunt for a long time."

"No, you stay here, I have something to tell her alone."

Zhuang Jiajun nodded and said nothing.

Li Jiacheng got out of the car and walked towards the temple.

Zhuang Jiajun faced the night, leaned on the car, took out a cigarette and started eating.

The night was hazy, and the chirping of night birds could be heard from time to time inside and outside Ciyun Mountain.

Zhuang Jiajun was a little worried, and he quickly turned on all the headlights to illuminate the four or five meters ahead, and turned on the radio in the car and turned the volume to the maximum.

The radio broadcast: "The latest news, the Hong Kong Texaco Petroleum Company announced that it will relocate from Tsuen Wan to Shek Kip Mei-----"

"Fuck you in the street!" Zhuang Jiajun scolded fiercely while holding a cigarette.

...

Li Jiacheng met his mother who was a lay Buddhist at the Guanyin Temple.

They haven't seen each other for a long time. Mother Zhuang Wenqin likes quietness and does not like being disturbed.

Seeing his son suddenly visiting late at night with such a tired expression, Zhuang Wenqin knew that he was in trouble.

After reciting the Diamond Sutra, Zhuang Wenqin invited his son to sit down in front of the tea table. He didn't ask him anything, but just made a pot of Kung Fu tea and sipped it with him.

Li Jiacheng had tasted the tea, looked up at his mother and said, "You once told me that story, but now you are wrong."

When Li Jiacheng failed miserably in business, Zhuang Wenqin told him a story about Chaoshan.

Many years ago, the director of Kaiyuan Temple in Chaozhou planned to retire, so he called his eldest disciple and second disciple, and then gave each of them a handful of seeds, and agreed to see who can grow more grain, and the next year Let who will take over your chair.

The next year the eldest disciple came back with a lot of food, but the second disciple had nothing. However, the old host gave the position to the second disciple. Because the seeds given to them by the old host are boiled, they cannot grow food. In fact, the old host is testing their character and whether they are honest.

After hearing this story, Li Jiacheng immediately understood what his mother, Zhuang Wenqin, meant, so he returned to the factory and worked overtime to produce high-quality plastic flowers for customers.

"Now think about it, that master has lost his integrity from the very beginning, how can he let his apprentices be honest? If you don't tell them the real situation of the seeds, how can such a person be worthy of being a host?"

The mother sipped her tea slowly: "Does winning or losing matter so much? Does it matter whether the seed is good or bad?"

Looking up at his son: "Are you here tonight to find a reason to lose? Even if you don't say it, you should know where you lost."

Li Jiacheng drank the tea: "I'm leaving."

"No more drinks?"

Li Jiacheng got up, "I'm getting older, I can't drink too much tea at night, it's easy to urinate frequently!"

Zhuang Wenqin smiled, "It's my son!"

If you can still joke at this time, it means that Li Jiacheng has come out of the shadow of failure.

Sure enough, after Li Jiacheng left the layman's room, his expression was much refreshed.

"Is it important to win or lose? Dealing with money is more important!" Li Jiacheng adjusted his glasses, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was worried.

Zhuang Jiajun saw his brother-in-law come out so quickly, opened the car door, and saw him with a bright expression. He didn't understand why his brother-in-law came back to life after only a short time, and his heart was full of admiration.

"What are you doing standing still? Still not leaving?" Li Jiacheng urged.

"Okay! Immediately!" Zhuang Jiajun hurriedly got into the car.

...

"Have you seen your mother? Is her old man in good health?"

"She is very good. She eats fast and recites Buddha, and she has a wide heart and a fat body."

His wife, Zhuang Yueming, laughed, "Don't let her hear the latter sentence. You can't say it casually, especially not to women." As he spoke, he brought water for washing his feet.

Li Jiacheng handed her the jacket he took off, "Where's Aju, are you asleep?"

"I fell asleep. I wrote down the English words for a day. When I fell asleep, I still had tears in my eyes." Zhuang Yueming took the coat and hung it in the closet in the corner.

"Children should suffer a little more, and don't overwhelm themselves with more skills, especially in this age." Li Jiacheng sat on the edge of the tight double bed and stretched out his hand to take off his shoes and socks. Zhuang Yueming had already walked over and squatted. Going down, I helped Li Jiacheng to remove the shoes and socks first, and then put the slippers next to the foot basin.

"You don't have to do it, I can do it myself." Li Jiacheng glanced at his wife very distressedly, "You are busy at home, and it is also very hard."

"No matter how hard you work, how can you work hard? Women should serve men, and wives should serve their husbands." As he spoke, Zhuang Yueming soaked Li Jiacheng's feet in the water.

Li Jiacheng closed his eyes and dipped his feet in the warm water, very comfortable.

"I'm not going out these days."

"Uh?"

"Can I stay with you at home?"

"Why, don't you go to the company?"

"I don't go to the company anymore." Li Jiacheng said, "I found that I am very bad at acting, so I have to study my acting skills at home."

"Pfft!" Zhuang Yueming laughed again, "Are you kidding me? You're not going to be an actor, you're going to sing a big show on stage, why are you thinking about acting?"

"I don't want to, but today I was deceived by the acting skills of a hairy boy." Li Jiacheng sighed, "The problem is that his acting skills are so exaggerated, but I didn't see it from beginning to end!"

Zhuang Yueming, who was rubbing Li Jiacheng's ankle, looked up at her husband, "Is that young man very powerful?"

Li Jiacheng also looked at his wife, "I didn't feel it before, but today I feel it personally, a very sharp person."

"You rarely praise people like this. Jiajun has always hoped that you would praise him more~www.readwn.com~ I also think so, the problem is that he is not even better than me, so how can I praise him?" Li Jiacheng stretched out his hand I touched my wife's hair, and saw that she also started to have white hair on the top of her head, "Is it tiring to be a good wife?"

Zhuang Yueming didn't say a word, Li Jiacheng helped pull out a white hair, and said again: "Thank you for your hard work."

Li Jiacheng closed his eyes, this time he lost to Shi Zhijian, the shareholders of Cheung Kong would definitely make a big noise.

He didn't want to meet or pay attention to these rotten people, so it was better to hide at home and hibernate to recharge his batteries.

After defeating the opponent, the winner is easily paralyzed. As long as he keeps an eye on that Shi Zhijian, there will always be a time to counterattack.

Of course, these are not the point.

The point is that the 3,000 acres of land in Tsuen Wan cannot be cheapened by Shi Zhijian.

Thinking of this, Li Jiacheng said to himself, "Life is like a drama, and drama is like life! If you don't know your acting skills, you will suffer! Especially in business!"