Rebirth in the 90s: The sharp Hong Kong sister uses her beauty to commit crimes

Chapter 27: 027, this game is quite interesting

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Seeing that his son was silent, Zhuo Liqun knew that he had gone too far today.

After all, his son is a lawyer and he also has to pay attention to his public image.

"It was my fault today. It had a bad influence on you. I will be more careful next time."

"But, Joe, all the women in Hong Kong know that you are my son. It's not easy to find a woman who truly loves you."

"I dare not say that 100% of women are after money, but 99% of women love money."

Zhuo Zhenfeng was completely disgusted with his father's theories on love.

He shifted his gaze away from Zhuo Liqun and looked back at the men and women dancing at the party, his deep and charming eyes seeming to be thinking about something.

Then, he walked away from the cocktail party with his long legs and drove to the downstairs of an old building.

He parked his car on the side of the road and got out to take a walk.

This is where Zhao Zitong lives. This is what Ma Dandan told her.

It was past ten o'clock at night and he didn't expect to run into her downstairs.

I don't know why I suddenly want to take a walk around here.

Besides, she is a married woman.

Although we are preparing for a divorce, after all, the divorce has not been successful yet.

After walking for a while, a drunk man accidentally bumped into me.

Before he could dodge, the drunk vomited all over him.

I changed my clothes in the car.

He usually has the habit of running, so he will definitely put sportswear and running shoes in his car.

A Nike sports suit, which is quite comfortable to wear.

If it weren't for work, he would still like this kind of sportswear.

Just after changing clothes, I saw Zhao Zitong walking towards me from a distance.

Zhuo Zhenfeng looked at his Tissot watch.

This watch was bought with his first salary earned while working abroad, so it is particularly meaningful to him.

It is said that women look at bags and men look at watches.

But his face is his identity, and he doesn't need to use luxury watches to prove anything.

"Hello, what a coincidence."

Zhuo Zhenfeng stood by the roadside.

Just standing in front of a bus stop, he greeted Zhao Zitong with a smile.

Zhao Zitong came back from a gathering with good friends at St. Ann's School and was in a particularly good mood.

I saw Zhuo Zhenfeng standing on the roadside waiting for the bus.

It's really a hard life. I'm still working overtime so late.

Working in a law firm must be very tiring.

He really works hard to earn more lawyer fees.

"Wow, it's so late, and you still have to work overtime?"

“Waiting for the bus here?”

Seeing Zhuo Zhenfeng startled, Zhao Zitong pointed to the bus sign behind him.

"Oh, yes..."

Zhuo Zhenfeng's eyes flashed when he thought of his father's words.

"Isn't it hard to be a lawyer, especially for a young lawyer like you?"

Seniority is the key in every industry, and the legal profession is about making money.

But it is also very polarized.

Big lawyers can easily earn millions a year.

A small lawyer with no reputation can only help out.

Zhao Zitong saw him take the Star Ferry last time, and this time he was still waiting for the bus after ten o'clock.

Last time he said he would drive them back, and I guess the car was also borrowed.

"It's quite hard." Zhuo Zhenfeng said.

"I understand." Zhao Zitong looked at him with deep sympathy.

Zhao Zitong seemed to see herself in him when she was working as an assistant after graduation.

It's the same. I go out early and come back late every day, and wait for the bus on the roadside late at night.

She took out a check for one hundred thousand from her bag and handed it to him.

"Children of poor families grow up early. I won't delay you in paying the lawyer's fees. Come on!"

Men's watches, like women's bags, are symbols of status.

Zhao Zitong guessed his identity when she saw that he was wearing a Tissot watch worth more than a thousand yuan.

International students, especially the poorest ones,

I must have washed a lot of dishes abroad...

Zhuo Zhenfeng held the check in his hand, which was in disarray in the wind.

Seeing her pat her butt and walk away,

I really want to laugh but I can't.

"Children of poor families have to grow up early?"

Child? He seems to be older than her.

And compared to being poor, she seems to be poorer.

They are so poor that they have to go to Shenzhen to work as smugglers.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he found it more and more interesting.

"By the way, these two bottles of lemon tea are from my friend Ma Dandan."

Zhao Zitong, who had just gotten up and left, turned back and took out two bottles of lemon tea from her bag.

"She said, it's so hot, and you don't even want to buy water to drink..."

I really can't stand listening to this kind of lies.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as Zhuo Zhenfeng knows that his friend is interested in him, that's enough.

Seeing Zhuo Zhenfeng's half-smile, Zhao Zitong left in a hurry.

Zhuo Zhenfeng returned to the Lamborghini.

I turned on my car stereo and Beyond's "Lover" came on.

"Is it fate, love, innocence or accident/There are tears, guilt, sacrifice and patience...'

He listened to the song and looked at the two bottles of lemon tea on the passenger seat.

The smile on his face could no longer be suppressed.

He decided to play this interesting game to the end.

After returning home, Zhuo Zhenfeng found the driver Lao Wang.

"Uncle Wang, what car do you drive?"

"Toyota."

The driver, Lao Wang, couldn't understand why Master Zhuo asked this question.

My Toyota is in a tattered state and I rarely use it.

Most of the time, the cars that pick up Zhuosheng are Rolls-Royce, Mercedes-Benz, Bentley, etc.

"Let me drive it for a while."

After saying this, Zhuo Dafeng hurried upstairs.

The driver, Lao Wang, didn't know what Feng Shao was playing.

However, a driver's duty is to talk less and do more.

Another driver also couldn't understand the young master's behavior.

He is the Huo family’s driver, Lao Li.

Today, Old Li drove his Bentley to pick up Young Master Huo and brought him to an old building in Causeway Bay.

The second young master Huo did nothing but watched the flow of people outside in the car for an hour.

Old Li is in a dilemma whether to leave or not.

To be a driver for these rich families, it is best to be mute.

Do not look at what is inappropriate, do not listen to what is inappropriate, and do not ask what is inappropriate.

This Mr. Huo just returned from studying architecture in the UK some time ago.

Now he is a strong competitor of Mr. Huo.

"Uncle Li, if there is a new building for you to live in, would you be willing?"

"Of course I would." Uncle Li said with a smile.

"What if you want to exchange it for the apartment you live in now?" Young Master Huo asked again.

"Is that so..." Uncle Li hesitated for a moment and answered honestly:

"Then I'll have to think about it."

"oh?"

Young Master Huo became interested and motioned for Uncle Li to continue.

"Humans are emotional animals. After a while, we will not be willing to let go of some things," said Uncle Li.

It's like a dog. You've developed feelings for it after raising it for a few years.

You said to buy a new one for the owner.

The meaning is definitely different.

After listening to Uncle Li's thoughts, Huo Jiandong seemed to be thinking about something.

The most feared thing when taking over a property is encountering a stubborn household.

Generally speaking, there are two types of nail households.

One reason for not demolishing is that the compensation for demolition has not been negotiated.

This is easy to solve. As long as it is not a problem that can be solved with money, it is not a problem.

The second type is the kind of emotional one that Uncle Li mentioned.

They refuse to be relocated because they are reluctant to leave where they live.

This type of people is mainly elderly people.

Young Master Huo is facing this situation now.

This was the first project his father Huo Jingtian gave him after he returned to China.

Success or failure is of vital importance.