In the next few days, Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao were idle and started a trip to Hong Kong Island. The Zheng family was too lively. They were a little upset when people came and went. Both of them were people who liked quietness and didn't like movement. In order to avoid the noise from being buzzed by the noise, Zheng Sangsang got a driver and then took a three-day trip to Hong Kong Island.

Later, they discovered something very embarrassing, that was, it seemed that it was a little noisy outside. This shopping paradise, an international metropolis, was crowded with people walking on the road, with shoulders next to shoulders, and the weather was very hot and hot, and the air was filled with the smell of money and sweat. After three days of walking, they really couldn't move. That afternoon, they drove back to the mansion in the Mid-mountain and planned to rest for another two days, so they had to go back to the mainland with Tang Hexiang.

When the Toyota nanny car drove halfway up the mountain and boarded a small road, a long convoy appeared in front of it, with a BMW Big Seven Series in Yishui, with a Lingzhi RV in the middle, with a license plate number of the same small.

"It's Mr. Li coming," said the driver who was driving after seeing the convoy.

Wang Jingzhe felt that the convoy was quite awesome, with four BMWs and a RV in front and behind. He had never seen this formation before, so he asked curiously: "Which Mr. Li?"

"There is only one Mr. Li on Hong Kong Island. We can come to the mountain to receive our master. The boss of Changjiang Industrial."

Wang Jingzhe said "Oh". He also heard of this legendary richest Chinese businessman, but he has never paid much attention to it, but he is also very curious. After all, a lot of news comes from him or his son every year.

The Toyota nanny car drove up with the convoy. In front of the Zheng family, Zheng Qiushi and his son were waiting in front of the door. Even Tang Hexiang came out. After the Lingzhi RV stopped, an old man with a crutch, hunched shoulders, and black-framed glasses were helped by a middle-aged man. Zheng Qiushi quickly met him, bowed and said respectfully: "Hello Uncle Li, my father is inconvenient, and I am waiting for you in the bedroom upstairs..."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just here to see my old friend. It's not an office business. Don't be so polite. Let's go up and take a look. I'll talk to him."

Zheng Qiushi accompanied Mr. Li upstairs, and the rest were waiting below. Wang Jingzhe, Xiaocao, Yuan Zhenxing and Zheng Sangsang sat down in the garden and drank tea. The two old men in the villa were chatting, so it was not convenient for them to enter.

After a while, Zheng Qiushi came over with a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, in a suit and tie. Just as they were greeting each other, Wang Jingzhe also heard that the person who accompanied the richest man was his eldest son, Mr. Xiao Li.

Although he didn't know why the two came, Wang Jingzhe and the others stood up out of politeness. Zheng Qiushi smiled and introduced them, saying: "This is Mr. Li Mingzhe, who is now the president of Changjiang, has taken over the industry from Uncle Li."

The other party stretched out his hand first and reached out to Wang Jingzhe directly. He was surprised and shook with the other party, and then someone came over to serve tea.

Going down, Mr. Li showed his superb social skills. He didn't know Wang Jingzhe, but he knew Zheng Sangsang and Zheng Qiushi, so he said a few words to them first, and then he started talking to Wang Jingzhe. There was no substantive content. He just asked where he was from. From this conversation, Wang Jingzhe and Li Mingzhe said some unnutritional words in a mess.

This is what is called awkward chat, but the scene is still relatively harmonious, with laughter and joy coming from time to time.

About half an hour later, Mr. Li took out a business card from his body and handed it to Wang Jingzhe: "If Jingzhe has time to go to the Yangtze River or Huangpu Hutchison in the future, I will do my best to do my landlords' friendship. Today, I may have a little time. I will go back to have a meeting later. Let's talk about it next time."

"Okay, OK" Wang Jingzhe nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice and took the business card handed over by the other party, feeling that he still sank in his hand.

The texture of this business card seems to be very particular. The border is surrounded by gold edges. In addition to a name and phone number written on the front, the logo of Yangtze Industry is printed on one corner.

Mr. Li looked at him with a smile, with his hands behind his back, and Wang Jingzhe also looked at him with a smile. After a while, the atmosphere between the two of them gradually showed an embarrassing trend.

Zheng Qiushi coughed dryly and whispered in his ear: "You should also give him a business card."

Wang Jingzhe spread his hands and said, "Where did I have that kind of thing?"

"Then leave a number..."

At this time, Mr. Li also walked out of the villa with the help of someone. After his eyes fell to this side, he nodded at Wang Jingzhe with a smile. Li Mingzhe stood up and said goodbye to him, and then walked over.

After a while, the convoy drove away. After two minutes, three more cars drove over again. A bunch of people with a large lineup came down. Zheng Qiushi seemed to meet him without surprise. He smiled and chatted with them for a few words, and then asked the housekeeper and an old man to walk into the villa. At the same time, Zheng Qiushi also accompanied a middle-aged man to come over again. The servant changed a pot of tea again.

"Jingzhe, this is Mr. Huo's son..." He introduced it like a dragonfly, and then had another awkward chat. Wang Jingzhe took another business card, and then the time was accurately grasped for about half an hour. After the old man named Huo came out, he looked very familiar and nodded to Wang Jingzhe with great meaning.

The man surnamed Huo left. After a few minutes, a convoy appeared at the door again. Wang Jingzhe looked at the group of people getting out of the car and said to Zheng Qiushi with deep meaning: "I heard that there are several big families in Hong Kong. Who is the sacred person who came this time?"

Zheng Qiushi said: "Subject Guo"

Wang Jingzhe said: "The rhythm they came seemed to have been discussed with each other. After leaving, they immediately followed up with one, and the time was controlled just right. Then the old one went up to chat, and the younger one was drinking tea below... Which one would be there in half an hour?"

Zheng Qiushi said very calmly: "Another surnamed Li"

Wang Jingzhe was speechless. He had tasted it. Half of the people who came to visit Mr. Zheng, but there might be a majority of the reasons that they came for him.

Wang Jingzhe opened his eyes on this day because he saw almost half of the wealth of Hong Kong Island in the afternoon. It is no exaggeration to say that if all the wealth of these people came together, they would be worth half of the wealth of Hong Kong Island.

Later, Zheng Qiushi told him without any concealment that these people did come here to get to know him.

"The general public doesn't know what's going on with my father, and the paparazzi are also making random guesses. The doctors in the hospital are also a little sensible, but they can't hide it. Their news is often more sensitive than the official, and their sense of smell can reach the deepest part of the truth, so..." Zheng Qiushi said calmly: "In this world, after all, there are many people who want to have another turnaround like my father before they die. For those of Mr. Li, this opportunity appears, and it is naturally yours."

"They will not be stingy with dating you, even at the cost of paying. They do not lack money, but the time to make money is just that, you can give them this."

"Mr. Wang, we didn't mean to reveal it. The energy of these people in Hong Kong is at a scale that you can't imagine."

Wang Jingzhe had a expressionless face and a plain reaction. For most people, if they could meet these people, they would definitely have to kowtow to burn incense at the ancestral grave, but there was no attraction or temptation to his words.
Chapter completed!