Chapter 298: Trial Ceremony

December 24th

Although the cold winter season, but Hong Kong is located in the subtropics, the temperature is suitable, the Oriental Emperor is fluttering near the coast, the sky is cloudless, at this time the wharf gathered all kinds of people have more than three hundred, bachelors look at the beauties, the beauties show their beautiful figures, and even have to appear in bikinis, do not mind the temperature and ** eyes, and celebrities are well-dressed, intimate ladies and ladies greet each other, reporters with cameras, from time to time to take a few pictures of the people or scenery around them, bustling, the scene is so lively. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mr. Wang is here!"

"The band plays!"

"You guys go light the cannons!"

"Are all the props ready for the speech?"

"Ready!"

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The crowd spontaneously gave way to a passage, and the staff quickly rolled out a red carpet in the vacant place, and a temporary platform was set up at the end, with a megaphone on it, everyone was waiting for it, and the people who knew that the prince was thin were sour and jealous, and they made such a big show, especially Zou Wenhuai and He Guanchang, who usually regarded Wang Zifan as a competitor and did not feel afraid, but now they finally saw how high Wang Zifan's prestige was, and they couldn't help but feel anxious.

An extended Rolls-Royce stopped, the door opened, Wang Zifan wearing a brand-new Mao suit appeared, and the crowd applauded spontaneously, in fact, the real celebrities and giants will not stand here, like the invited Li Zhaoji, Huo Yingdong and other tycoons did not come, as for Li Jiacheng, Zheng Yutong, Xu Shixun and other wealthy helmsmen, Wang Zifan was too lazy to send invitations to them.

"Mr. Wang!"

"Mr. Wang!"

"Good!"

"Mr. Wang!"

"Good!"

In the face of the greetings from both sides, Wang Zifan smiled and waved his hand, and at the end, he stood on the podium with a solemn face and began to improvise the speech, which was not long, and then gave up the position to Ye Chen, in the future, the Oriental Emperor is mainly engaged in gambling, and naturally it must be handed over to professionals to manage, and he is not afraid that Ye Xin will make ghosts or occupy the yacht, because there are also community members on board, who are responsible for loans, pawns and other businesses on the surface, and secretly are also responsible for monitoring Ye Chen's gang.

"Mr. Wang, can I interview you?"

As soon as he got off the stage, there were a few reporters blocking the way, Wang Zifan frowned, this time in addition to friends from all parties, he did invite a lot of reporters to come, because the propaganda still depends on them, otherwise no one will report such a big thing, how to attract gamblers to play in the future, but the invitation is invited, he never accepts interviews and interviews from reporters!

With a slight wave of his hand, naturally someone came over to relieve the siege.

"I'm sorry, our boss doesn't have time!" Several big men with glasses stood in front of the reporters, although they were respectful, but they also made several reporters frightened, looked at each other, and retreated in embarrassment.

Zhong Yihong followed up from behind, pursed her lips and smiled: "You still don't like to take pictures!"

Today, Zhong Yihong is wearing a black hip-wrapping dress with slender stockings on her legs, which is sexy and sexy.

Seeing her dressed up so beautifully, Wang Zifan's mood also improved inexplicably, and said with a smile: "You are all big stars, if I am also high-profile, wouldn't it be too ostentatious!"

Zhong Yihong smiled with disgust in his eyes: "Are you afraid that the reporter will expose your private life!"

Wang Zifan said with a haha: "Isn't that Sir Wei, let's go over and say hello together!"

Zhong Yihong raised his eyes and saw that Wei Yifu was chatting with several celebrities and tycoons, and his eyes stayed on their female companion for a few moments, this is the real noblewoman, his face darkened, and he smiled forcefully: "You go and take it, there are friends waiting for me over there!"

Wang Zifan's heart moved, and he blinked: "You won't still have low self-esteem, right?"

As soon as he said what was going on, Zhong Yi's face was red and hot, showing an annoyed look, and he lowered his voice and said angrily: "I found that you are really bad!"

"Hey!"

Zhong Yihong left after speaking, so that Wang Zifan couldn't call it, and stood helplessly for a while, saw her chatting with a strange woman, shook his head, and turned to say hello to Yifu.

"Uncle Six!"

"Afan!"

Kui Yifu smiled and beckoned, turned half of his body to the side, and introduced: "This is Mr. Cha of Ming Pao!"

It turned out to be him!

Wang Zifan looked at the person carefully, he really had a bit of Jin Yong's shadow, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jin Yong!"

Jin Yong said with a smile: "I have heard of your name for a long time, and when I see it today, it is worth the trip!"

Wang Zifan admired his talent very much, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jin Yong has won the award, I have liked to watch "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" since I was a child!

In the 80s, there was a good TV set in the countryside, when the 83 version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was played, the TV station would be placed in a wide and conspicuous place, and then a black crowd gathered below, which was more lively than a movie, and in Wang Zifan's era, the popularity of TV was almost the same, and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was also replayed countless times, but it still couldn't resist the attraction, the whole family sat honestly in front of the TV, watching and listening to the elders talk about the content of the TV series, these warm memories are particularly rare for Wang Zifan now.

Shaw said: "This is Mr. Ma, the boss of Oriental Daily!"

"Hello Mr. Ma!" Wang Zifan felt a sudden in his heart, this Ma Xizheng is not a simple newspaper boss, he started by selling drugs earlier, and he is as famous as Lame Hao, and Lame Hao is the boss of the Chaozhou Gang under his command, it can be seen how awesome Ma Xizheng is, the underworld changed to the newspaper industry, I don't know how many big teeth laughed at the beginning, it turns out that the Ma brothers have a unique vision, not only to avoid the storm of clean government in the 70s, but also to become a newspaper tycoon, a celebrity!

Ma Xizheng smiled and said: "Naturally, Mr. Wang has sprung up, and our family is having a hard time, I hope Mr. Wang can show mercy!"

Everyone thought that Ma Xizheng was talking about newspaper competition, and they all smiled, thinking that this kind of embarrassing words would also be said, Wang Zifan's expression was solemn, only he understood that the other party was hinting at the community fire and incident, and said seriously: "If you can cooperate, it will naturally be good, Ma senior, the kid is new to the city, if there is something offended, please include more!"

"It's good to say! It's easy to say!" Ma Xizheng laughed, as if he had solved a matter on his mind.

Next, Yi Yifu introduced a few more, some people Wang Zifan still knows, after laughing, the relationship between each other deepened again, it happened that Li Lu Yanqun led a group of well-dressed ladies to pass by, the two sides said a few polite words, and introduced a few ladies without much chat, Wang Zifan only then felt that there was a lack of a real virtuous helper around him, and the beauties in the entertainment industry were beautiful, but in the eyes of Hong Kong giants, they were dramas after all, and they thought they couldn't be on the stage.

Suddenly heard a familiar voice, glanced at it, and saw Zheng Jiachun, Pan Disheng, Zou Wenhuai, Liu Lianghua and others talking and laughing, sometimes talking with the well-dressed people around them, very high-profile.

How did they get here?

Wang Zifan was surprised in his heart, he wanted to know how these people got invited, and he didn't think about inviting Jiahe and his gang from beginning to end.

Could it be Ye Chen?