Hong Kong, Tsuen Wan Shooting Range---

As a sport enjoyed by the wealthy, skeet shooting has always been very popular.

Men almost like to ride horses and fight, dance knives and swords, but with the development and progress of the times, this kind of design project from Western countries and more gentlemanly status has been sought after by many Hong Kong bigwigs.

Zha Dongchen likes this shooting sport very much.

In Zha Dongchen's view, a real man should drink spirits, ride a strong horse, make hot girls, and of course, be able to ride a horse to fight without missing a bullet.

As the chairman of the Hong Kong "Sports Shooting Association", Cha Dongchen not only set an example by vigorously advocating the development of shooting sports in Hong Kong, striving to train shooting athletes, and participating in large and small shooting competitions at home and abroad, so as to win glory for Hong Kong; in addition, Cha Dongchen also personally came to the Tsuen Wan Shooting Range every week to do one-hour shooting training.

At this time, the grass grew and the warbler flew, and in the empty shooting range, Zha Dongchen, who had gray sideburns, was wearing a gray shooting suit, long boots, suspenders, and a peaked cap, just like a British gentleman hunting, holding a long shotgun, aiming at the flying saucer that shot into the sky, bang, bang, and a series of critical hits.

Fragments of the skewers that had been hit fell from the sky, like fireworks, scattered on the open grass, and a gust of wind blew, filling the air with the choking smell of gunpowder......

With a bang, Zha Dongchen held a spear in his hand and shot another shot at the flying saucer released in the sky.

Unfortunately, this shot missed, and the flying saucer streaked across the sky with a trace of mockery and disappeared.

Zha Dongchen exhaled, sweat oozing from his forehead.

Nearby, some executives from the Hong Kong Sports Bureau, who watched his performance, applauded untimely, exclaiming, "Wonderful!

"Wonderful fart, I didn't shoot the last shot, didn't you see it! These sycophants!" Zha Dongchen scolded secretly in his heart, but his face was silent, but he showed an expression of enjoying this kind of praise very much.

Handing the spear in his hand to the staff beside him, Zha Dongchen took a warm white towel from another person, wiped his hands, changed it, and wiped his forehead, then turned around and greeted the senior officials of the General Administration of Sports with a smile.

Not long ago, as the chairman of the Hong Kong Shooting Association, Zha Dongchen donated a sum of money to the General Administration of Sports, which was not too much, only four or five hundred thousand, but I didn't expect these guys to taste the sweetness, and they actually came to seek "donations", saying that the money was not enough, and Hong Kong was ready to build a large shooting hall, which cost a lot of money, and hoped that a big man like Zha Dongchen could contribute generously.

In this regard, Zha Dongchen scoffed.

He checked a net worth of 10 billion, and he did not lack this little money, but he would not donate millions for no reason--- and he still had to listen to it, let alone so much money?

These people from the General Administration of Sports are also shrewd and know the essence of it, so they told Zha Dongchen that the General Administration of Sports originally had a position of "honorary chairman", but because the Hong Kong Huo family has always spared no effort in sports, this position has been finalized...... However, for the sake of the development of sports, if the tycoon is willing, they can discuss it in the bureau and set up a "vice chairman" position, I don't know what Zha Dongchen wants?

Zha Dongchen knows very well that the position of "honorary chairman" is not qualified to compete with Huo Dagang, the helmsman of the Huo family, who doesn't know, Huo Dagang is heartbroken for the country and Hong Kong's sports cause, and even donated hundreds of millions of property, which even Zha Dongchen has to admire, at least Zha Dongchen thinks that he will never be able to do this.

Since you can't be an "honorary chairman", it should be good to be a "vice chairman". But immediately, Zha Dongchen squinted and asked these officials: "Could it be that there are several vice chairmen?"

Sure enough, the men were dumb.

Zha Dongchen sneered, one daughter marries more, these people are also ghosts enough, but no matter how good they are, they can't be good at themselves.

Just when the scene was very embarrassing, Zha Dongchen's confidant, Uncle Xiang, came over and whispered a few words in Zha Dongchen's ear.

Uncle Xiang dodged away, and Zha Dongchen dropped the towel, grabbed a glass of juice with a straw, and said to the officials of the General Administration of Sports: "I'm sorry, I have a friend--- if there's nothing wrong, I'll ask you for tea in the future." ”

The gang was also interested, so they borrowed the donkey from the slope and said goodbye to Zha Dongchen amicably.

In a moment, there is no one left.

Zha Dongchen thought the straw was troublesome, pulled it out and threw it away, drank the juice bitterly, and then handed the empty juice cup to Uncle Xiang and said, "Let that Song Zhichao and that decrepit boy come in!"

……

Song Zhichao walked into the shooting range and saw Zha Dongchen sitting on a sun lounger, with his legs crossed, biting a cigar, and wiping his shotgun with an oilcloth.

Song Zhichao walked over, Jin Jiu wanted to follow, but was stopped by Ah Xiang next to him.

Jin Jiu glared at Uncle Xiang, Ah Xiang was not timid at all, but said, "Stay, there is coffee and tea to drink next to you." ”

Song Zhichao turned around and said to Jin Jiu: "You just drink a few more cups of coffee for me--- check the big guy's coffee should be good." ”

Jin Jiu snorted coldly at Uncle Xiang and went to the rest area next to him to wait.

Here, Song Zhichao walked straight to Zha Dongchen, then smiled and found a chair to sit down, and said to Zha Dongchen with a leisurely posture: "This gun is good." ”

"You also know guns?" Zha Dongchen raised his head, took off his cigar from his mouth, and provoked Song Zhichao with contempt in his eyes.

For this street boy who blackmailed himself for 8 million and almost sent his baby son Zha Yongxiao to prison, Zha Dongchen didn't like it at all.

"I don't understand much, but I can see that you can be so cherished by Mr. Cha, and it is estimated that this gun is not much worse. ”

Zha Dongchen smiled proudly with his cigar, clapped the spear in his hand with his other hand and said: "Playing with guns is also graded, how can an ordinary gun match a person of my status, I don't even bother to touch it!"

After a pause, he said sarcastically: "Just like some people, they are from humble backgrounds, and they think that if they are oiled and replaced, they can become a famous gun--- but everyone knows that a bird gun is a bird gun after all, and it is okay to fight a rabbit, and it will only be embarrassing to display it in a mansion!"

Song Zhichao smiled: "Mr. Cha, don't be so angry, I know you are unhappy with me, but I came to visit you today, and by the way, I want to know the investment project I proposed last time......

"Investment project?opening Cha's restaurant chain in the Soviet Union?" Zha Dongchen smiled, smiling very strangely, he stood up, put down the shotgun in his hand, and then propped his arms on the table, slightly possessed, and stared at Song Zhichao with sharp eyes: "Do you think I'm so stupid?

Song Zhichao's heart was excited, "Mr. Cha, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? Hahaha!" Zha Dongchen laughed.

Just when Song Zhichao wanted to get up from his seat, at this time, a cold female voice said to him from behind: "Don't move, believe it or not, I'll shoot you in the head!"

Looking at it again, the shotgun that Zha Dongchen originally put on the table disappeared at some point.

Song Zhichao slowly turned around, only to see that the muzzle of the shotgun was pointing at him, and the person holding the gun was a blonde and blue-eyed girl.

The brim girl has her hair tied behind her head, and she wears a short black tight leather jacket with a pair of black tight leather pants underneath, and her body is bumpy, with plump breasts, a delicate waist, and a high hip...... The slender legs make her a little taller than Song Zhichao.

Look at her appearance again, she has an angular face unique to Western beauties, her skin is snowy, her eyelashes are long, her big eyes are big--- her blue eyes are slightly raised, and her phoenix eyes are full of anger, but at this moment, she stared at Song Zhichao with a smile and said to him: "Do you want to try it, as soon as you move, I will blow your head!"

Well, it's still Chinese!