"Master Murong, that woman with a cloudy year and a cloudy day, already has a clue, if there is no accident, I will send it to you within seven days."

Murong Hong's flickering golden eyes slowly extinguished, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was as mysterious as that of a master, "Yes, you have done a good job as richest man Zheng." ”

Then he said in a low voice: "And that giant tourmaline, if you can dedicate it to me as well, I will help you solve your troubles!" ”

"The masters you are talking about, in my eyes, are not worth mentioning."

Zheng Jiacheng nodded again and again when he heard this, the reason why he flattered Murong Hong so much was to ask him to help solve the envoys of those consortiums.

When he was young, Cheng Jiacheng was just a poor man at the bottom of the society, with no roots and no foundation, and he was able to become the richest man on Hong Kong Island, not only by his own ingenuity, but also by the "consortium" hidden in the shadows!

Tyumen consortium!

Kashima's Tyumen Foundation is a well-known and powerful force in the world.

They entered Hong Kong Island more than 50 years ago and looked for suitable people to support their positions and become their agents on Hong Kong Island, helping them do business, inquire about news, and develop intelligence, which is the so-called white glove.

Zheng Jiacheng is this pair of gloves, others see him, but in fact the interior is the Tyumen Consortium.

More than 50 years ago, the Tyumen consortium selected Cheng Kar-shing, although he was from a very low background, he had brains, skills, and ambitions, and with the secret help of the consortium, he became the richest man on Hong Kong Island.

But Zheng Jiacheng is unwilling to be a marionette for a lifetime, he has the ability and brains, and now that he has money, he wants to be independent.

Of course, the Tyumen Consortium would not agree, so Zheng Jiacheng wanted people to deal with the envoys of the Consortium and controlled the envoys, so that the Tyumen Consortium would not know that the chess pieces under its hands were free.

But the envoys of the Tyumen Consortium are all masters, and Zheng Jiacheng has been planning for a long time, and finally asked for the "Feng Shui Master".

Murong Hong is the person he has high hopes for.

"Tourmaline and woman, if you can help me get it, I'll help you out." Murong Hong said lightly.

Zheng Jiacheng nodded seriously and patted his chest, "Master Murong, don't worry!" The Christie's auction will take place in three days, and I will be sure to auction the tourmaline for you. ”

"And that woman, I'll give it to you."

Murong Hong was very satisfied, and said "um".

At this time, Zheng Jiacheng spoke again, "Look, it's not early, I'll send you to the Ouliya Hotel to rest for a while, right?" Only three days later, the auction will begin. ”

Murong Hong in the front seat nodded and stopped talking.

Soon, the BMW arrived at its destination, the Oria Hotel.

The car door opened, and there were already stout bodyguards standing on both sides, one by one, with their hands and legs crossed, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

Murong Hong got out of the car first, followed by Zheng Jiacheng.

The welcome lady of the Olia Hotel has already changed, and when she sees someone at this time, her eyes light up, Zheng is the richest man!

She hurried up to greet her, this is the richest man in Zheng!

There is also a big man who makes the richest man Zheng respectful!

Soon, the hotel manager was called out again, and when he saw Zheng Jiacheng, he also hurriedly nodded his waist, his waist was about to break in the past two days, a rich man from the mainland, and a local rich man on Hong Kong Island were all big people, so he could only keep saying hello.

"Mr. Zheng, your visit to the Olia Hotel really makes us shine...... the hotel manager opened his mouth to flatter.

Zheng Jiacheng waved his hand, not wanting to listen to flattery, and said directly, "Come to your presidential suite on the top floor and rest for Master Murong." ”

"Uh......"

When the hotel manager heard this, his flattering smile suddenly froze, and the presidential suite on the top floor was long gone, and it was occupied by the rich man from the hinterland.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Jiacheng looked at him.

The manager quickly came back to his senses, and then hesitated, "This ...... The best of the presidential suites has been occupied. ”

"I'm so sorry!"

The manager hurriedly bent down and bowed again, "Mr. Zheng, look, do you want to change to a top-of-the-line suite with sea views?" ”

Zheng Jiacheng frowned, and he didn't want to refuse directly, "No, I want that presidential suite." ”

Cheng Jiacheng is as rich as ever, he is the richest man on Hong Kong Island, he can't get what he wants, not to mention that the person he wants to please today is Murong Hong, which shows his sincerity.

But the hotel manager was in a dilemma, after all, the inland rich man who lived in the presidential suite was not a simple person, "but, but they have been staying for a day......"

Zheng Jiacheng's face sank, "Who lives in it, you just go and let him move out, as for the room fee, I will help him pay for a few days if he stays!" ”

"No, it's not ......" The manager was entangled, and finally said cautiously, "Mr. Zheng, the person who lives in the suite is a big boss from the mainland, and his net worth is almost a trillion......"

When Zheng Jiacheng heard this, he sneered, "So what? This is my Hong Kong Island, you Oulia should consider it, is he still me, can't you figure it out? ”

The hotel manager swallowed.

There is a fierce struggle in my heart, logically speaking, you must come first when you stay in a hotel, how can there be a reason for the later people to drive the first people away.

But Zheng Jiacheng has always been domineering, and he is a local snake, although they Ou Liya is not Zheng Jiacheng's property, but they also want to give him face.

The manager thought about it for a while, and finally said cautiously, "Okay, okay, Mr. Zheng, wait a minute, I'll go and make room for you." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly ran upstairs, and as he ran, he was still praying in his heart, hoping that the inland rich man would not be angry, and they Ou Liya would not want to provoke another big man.