Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong Chapter 1219

That night.

President Mark came to the restaurant after finishing his study. His wife was putting French baked potatoes, fruit salad, tuna, caviar, borscht and other dinners on the table.

President Mark looked at his slender and beautiful wife, and sighed in his heart. Fortunately, his daughter looked like his wife, not himself.

He also imagined that a man who looks like a potato can find such a beautiful woman as his wife, which is really a blessing from three lifetimes.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. President Mark stepped forward, hugged his wife from behind, and said in her ear, "Thank you for your hard work!"

The wife smiled slightly: "You are so busy all day long, as your wife, you should be busy."

"Dear, you are always so understanding." Mark was moved for a while.

The wife turned to look at Mark: "but what are you doing lately? You always come back so late."

Mark smiled wryly, "After the promulgation of the "Banking Law", I have a lot of things to do, and the Rothschild family..."

After thinking about it, President Mark stopped the topic. He didn't want his wife to worry too much, "Where's Di Xiang? Why don't you see her coming down for dinner?"

"I don't know. She said that she was not feeling well, so she didn't eat dinner."

"Uh, what happened?"

"I seem to be scared! God, Di Xiang was robbed outside today!"

"Really? God, I'll go upstairs to see!" Mark is such a precious daughter who has always been the jewel in his palm. When he heard such a big incident, he immediately walked upstairs without much concern.

Inside the boudoir on the second floor.

Di Xiang was lying on the bed, holding a stuffed panda in her arms, looking at the starry sky map pasted on the ceiling, her mind flew to other places.

"He's so handsome and cool! Especially when he fights those bad guys, he looks so tall and mighty! Wing Chun, Pitt Jian! Think about it and you'll be stylish!" Di Xiang's heart was swaying.

"I don't know if I will see him again in the future? Di Xiang, Di Xiang, why did you hold back when you broke up? Why didn't you take the initiative to leave his contact information? This is France, a romantic country. Is there any way to do some romantic things? wrong?"

"Hey, I'm so sorry! At least I know where he lives and what he's doing... I wonder if I can meet him again in the future?"

Just when Di Xiangchun's heart was shaking, there was a knock on the door, "Di Xiang, it's me, your father! Can I go in?"

"Uh, I'm not feeling well! I want to sleep!" Di Xiang said, sitting up holding the doll panda.

"I know—are you scared today? I'm so worried about you, let me go in and take a look first!" Mark's voice was a little worried and a little anxious.

"Uh, that's fine!" Di Xiang thought about it, dropped the doll panda, and got up and opened the door.

Crunch!

The door opened.

Mark hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his daughter's shoulder, "Are you all right, Di Xiang? You scared me to death! Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"

Di Xiang looked at her nervous father and pouted: "What's the use of talking to you? You are busy with work all day long, so you don't have time to talk to me at all."

"How could it be? You are my precious daughter, and it's too late for me to love you and love you, so why would I ignore you?" Mark comforted his daughter and sat down beside the bed, and said earnestly, "Come on, tell me about today's end. What happened?"

Di Xiang pouted. He didn't want to talk about it at first, but President Mark insisted on listening. Which daring little thief dared to attack his precious daughter.

Helpless, Di Xiang had to repeat what happened today.

When he heard that his daughter was robbed in the Eiffel Tower tourist area, Mark immediately became nervous, clenched his fists, and wished to go back in time and run over to give the little thief a few punches.

When he heard his daughter say that a hero in white had rescued her, Mark was relieved, "God, there are still good people in this world! If I have a chance to see him, I will definitely thank him in person for his help. Grace!"

When Di Xiang heard this, she said with a strange expression, "Maybe there is no such opportunity..."

"Uh, what do you mean?" Mark looked at his daughter and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Cough, what's next?"

"The next thing is not over yet..." Di Xiang began to say that in order to express her gratitude, she invited Shi Zhijian to drink coffee in the cafe.

During the period, the two had a sweet conversation.

Speaking of this period, Di Xiang's face was full of smiles all the time, and the love of a young girl was vividly displayed at the beginning.

Who is Mark?

Those who can sit on the throne of the President of the First Bank of France are not ordinary people. It's hard for someone like Donnie Rothschild to get hold of him, and you can imagine how cunning Mark is.

As soon as he heard his daughter say this, coupled with her daughter's expression, Mark's heart skipped a beat, and he gave Shi Zhijian a four-word evaluation----Dengtu prodigal son!

Although Mark's own conditions were not good, he was also a master at picking up girls when he was young. Otherwise, he couldn't deceive Di Xiang's mother by relying on his good looks.

As soon as he thought about Shi Zhijian's tricks, he felt that it was a routine. Maybe the robber was also arranged by him.

Seeking revenge later is just the second paragraph of the story.

Of course, these are just guesses.

Mark was eager to protect his daughter, and really didn't want to think of Shi Zhijian as a good person.

Especially the daughter seems to have a good impression of this "Pitkin", and she smiles when she mentions his name.

A sense of crisis strikes!

Maybe this Chinese cabbage that I cultivated will be arched by pigs!

After finally waiting for Di Xiang to finish speaking, seeing her daughter look a little sad because she didn't leave Shi Zhijian's contact information, President Mark is happy in his heart. Only in this way will his precious daughter not be deceived by others---the two Best not to contact!

Of course, Mark still wanted to look like an adult on the surface, stretched out his hand to comfort his daughter's shoulder and said, "Don't be sad, my sweetheart! If you have a fate with him, you will definitely meet again! Of course, if you really don't see each other in the future. Don't be unhappy, after all, a hero like him must be helping others elsewhere, and we shouldn't disturb him! He is a hero who belongs to the people, and we should give him more space!"

President Mark's remarks are so lofty that even Di Xiang was moved by his father's eloquence, "You are right, he is a hero! There must be something more righteous at the moment somewhere, I shouldn't bother he!"

"Yes, yes! Why don't you, I'll take you downstairs to dinner! Then let your father and daughter toast this unknown little oriental hero, Yumian or something like a dragon?"

"Cough, can I drink? Didn't you say I can't drink under eighteen?"

"I asked your mother to prepare some fruit wine! Yes, it's the kind of sweet fruit wine, this time you are allowed to drink a little bit!" President Mark pinched his fingertips, "Just a little bit, don't be too greedy!"

Di Xiang shook his head: "I don't want to eat it, I have no appetite."

Seeing that even fruit wine could not attract his daughter, Mark became anxious, "So, tomorrow, yes, tomorrow! Can I spare a day to spend with you? By the way, didn't you say that Chanel has new styles of clothes? I How about buying it with you?"

When she heard that she was going to go shopping for clothes in a brand-name store, the girl Di Xiang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Mark said happily, "As long as you like it, you can sell as many as you want!"

Di Xiang chuckled: "That's good---don't be rude!"

at the same time,

Boulevard de Paris, France, Shangri-La Hotel.

In the hotel room, three white guys who play gangsters and robbers today are counting money.

"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred... Uh, that's not right, don't you say that you can play well and add two hundred more?"

Axe Jun couldn't understand what the French guy was talking about. He frowned and pointed to the door, meaning he took the money, get out!

The big man with chest hair was upset, "Hey, I said I was talking, did you hear me? Are you pretending to be dumb?" He reached out and wanted to touch Axe Jun.

Axe Jun grabbed his wrist and exerted force——

"Whoops! It hurts! Let go!" The big man with chest hair knew that he was going to meet a tough stubble. This guy is different from the little white face in the daytime, and he has real skills.

"You let go of our boss!"

The other two gangsters shouted at the side, but did not dare to step forward----Axe Jun's muscles that were about to burst his clothes were too intimidating, not to mention that they didn't even see clearly when they started, and their boss was "captured without hesitation. ".

"Jun, let him go!" Shi Zhijian walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and wiping his wet hair.

Only then did Axe Jun let go of the hapless man.

The chest-haired man was busy rubbing his wrists, baring his teeth and looking seriously injured.

Shi Zhijian smiled and said to the three: "I'm sorry, my friend doesn't know French or English. The money he gave just now was a little less, but don't worry, I had a great time today! The rest of the money, and a tip for you!"

Shi Zhijian said, he took out the wallet from his pocket, took out five hundred dollars with **** and handed it over.

The three thugs were stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect Shi Zhijian to be so generous, and to tip an extra $300.

Especially the guy with the hairy chest, when he wanted to curse, he shrank back and said, "Thank you boss! You look like a literate and well-bred person, unlike some valet who only use fists!"

The other two gangsters also nodded and bowed to Shi Zhijian: "Yes! Yes! Although we look like gangsters, we are all street artists. The three of us graduated from the French drama school. We are so positive and idealistic. of……"

Shi Zhijian smiled, threw the wiped towel aside, sat on the sofa, stretched out the axe and took a sip of the hot tea that Jun had prepared for him, then said with a smile, "Oh, right? I didn't expect you to be so aggressive. It just so happens that I know the boss of a film company, if you are interested, you can go to Hong Kong to join him!"

"Uh, what? Hong Kong Film Company?"

"Yeah!" Shi Zhijian nodded, "Why, do you look down on Hong Kong movies?"

"That's not true. There are a few Hong Kong movies that are very popular recently. What are they called "Fist of the Dragon" and "Dragon Crossing the River", and they are all played by one person!"

"That man's name is Bruce Lee, right?"

"Uh, how do you know?"

Shi Zhijian smiled: "Because the person I just talked about is him! He is a friend I know and the owner of the film company. Recently, he is planning to film "Dragon Fight", which requires a large number of foreign actors. After the day, I will fight with you. , I feel that your acting skills are good, so that's why I want to recommend you!"

The three of them were stunned, especially the big man with hairy chest opened his mouth and looked at Shi Zhijian in disbelief, wondering if he heard it wrong.

"Sir, you mean, you want to recommend us to the respected Kung Fu king, Mr. Bruce Lee, and let us follow him to film?"

"Yes, you are right." Shi Zhijian put down the hot tea and looked at the three with a smile, "Would you like to?"

"Yes! Of course we do!" The three of them were about to jump for joy.

"That's good, now please pay the introduction fee!"

"Uh, the introduction fee is one thousand dollars! To be precise, one thousand dollars per person!" Shi Zhijian raised his fingers with a smile.

The big man with chest hair and the others were stunned, "cough, sir, are you kidding us?"

"Do you look like it? If you take out the money now, I can call Bruce Lee immediately and ask him to accept the three of you! Yes, I can immediately contact the Hong Kong side, make a call, and you can confirm it afterwards. True or false... Gamble or not?" Shi Zhijian comfortably took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

Axe Jun stepped forward, patted, and lit a lighter to help him light a cigarette.

Tangled ah!

At this moment, the three men with chest hair are extremely tangled!

They never imagined that things would happen to this point.

Originally, I made 500 yuan for helping people in acting, but the other party gave me 300 yuan more. Now they give you a chance to meet Bruce Lee, but it's not for nothing, but for 3,000 referral fees! give or not? !

Confused for a long time----

"Oh no, we gave up! Yes, 3,000 yuan is too much! If we give you 3,000 yuan, we will all be eating bread this month!" The big man with chest hair made a decision on behalf of his partner~ www.mtlnovel.com~ Shi Zhijian puffed at them, "You don't regret it?"

The chest-haired man shrugged: "Yes, I don't regret it."

Shi Zhijian smiled: "Sometimes it's good to have an ideal, but an ideal must be put into action. It's useless to talk about it with your mouth! Let's go!"

The chest-haired man froze for a moment, as if he felt something, "Are you testing us just now?"

Shi Zhijian didn't answer, just pointed to the door.

The chest-haired man still didn't feel that he had done something wrong, "Maybe you don't know Bruce Lee at all, are you deceiving us?"

Shi Zhijian did not answer——

At this time——

dong dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Axe Jun glanced at Shi Zhijian, then walked over to open the door.

A reckless figure appeared at the door.

As soon as he saw Axe Jun, he immediately punched!

Axe Jun came up to meet him, bang bang bang!

The two made three moves in an instant at the door!

These three moves are lightning fast and dazzling!

"Good Jun, I haven't seen you in a few days, and your kung fu has improved a lot!" Seeing that the man had already stopped his hand, he kindly shook hands with the golden hand of the axe!

"Brother Long, your kung fu is not weak! If you really attack, I will lose!"

Look at that person again, it is Bruce Lee!

Chapter end

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