Yan Xiong didn't believe Su Jingxian's words that compared Zheng Ji to a hot potato, but in Su Jingxian's opinion, this was the case.

In the next few days, Su Jingxian dealt with the British ghosts of the Customs Department, the Industry and Commerce Department, and the Organized and Serious Crime Bureau (the predecessor of O Kee) who constantly came to investigate and collect evidence, and on the other hand, he had to make up nonsense to his family, explaining why Zheng Yunhong would hand Zheng Kee into his hands, and at the same time arranging the departure of several members of the Zheng family, which was exhausting.

These add up to nothing, what really makes Su Jingxian embarrassed is that the employees of the six spinning and weaving factories, two garment factories, and eight factories under the Zheng Ji Weaving Factory are combined, with nearly 200 mouths waiting for dinner.

A worker's salary is 120 yuan, plus 10 yuan for the more senior, and as for the person in charge of the factory, the monthly salary is 300 yuan.

Every month of delay, Su Jingxian has to pay 20,000 or 30,000 Hong Kong dollars for labor, which does not include the maintenance and repair costs of the machine. Fortunately, the Zheng family had a lot of money before, and the eight factories were all bought directly, without thinking about the rent.

In addition to Zheng Ji, Su Jingxian himself has two companies, China Hong Kong Daily has Chen Bingzhong staring, but Playboy has just started, and it is the time when it needs to develop steadily, so he has to invest energy in it.

A week later, the exhausted Su Jingxian lay on the bed and had an epiphany: it is impossible to complete all the business in the world, and it is easy to twist the crotch when the steps are big.

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Repulse Bay, the Zheng family's mansion.

In the mourning hall, a black-and-white photo taken by Zheng Yunhong when he was forty years old was placed in the center, in which he was in the prime of life, full of spirit, and his eyebrows were full of confidence and pride.

Today, it is Zheng Yunhong's first seven.

Li Yue, who looked haggard, knelt in front of the mourning hall and threw the paper money in her hand into the brazier one by one.

In the past, there was an endless stream of guests who boarded the door of the Zheng family, but now that the uncle and the second master of the Zheng family are all gone, even Zheng Yunhong's old friends in the trade association rarely come to pay respects.

Part of the reason for this is because the Zheng family lost power, and even the company was handed over, and the tree fell apart. But a bigger part of the reason is that it is rumored in the outside world that the uncle of the Zheng family got into a big lawsuit and committed suicide in Stanley.

It is normal for people to seek good fortune and avoid evil, but seeing that the mourning hall was empty and there were only a few people from his own family, Zheng Li Yue'e, the only elder of the Zheng family, still couldn't help crying.

Zheng Yuntu's wife died in her early years, and she never renewed the strings, leaving only a son and a daughter.

And the uncle Zheng Yunhong's family is even more withered, only Zheng Pengxiao has an only son, if it weren't for this, he would not have agreed to Su Jingxian's request in the water and rice room.

In the huge mourning hall, there are now only four eldest women, Zheng Li Yuet'e, Zheng Pengxiao, Zheng Changping and Zheng Wanming, and even Zheng Changping's wife is locked in the house and not allowed to come to mourn because her mother's family is worried about getting into trouble.

Standing at the door, the white priest who had been idle all day was bored counting the number of petals on the wreath at the door, when suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and he watched a young man walk into the door of the mourning hall, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

After Su Jingxian walked two steps into the mourning hall, the white priest straightened his crown, raised his voice, and shouted.

"There's a guest here!"

But after this sentence arrived, the next sentence that Bai Shi Sili was ready to say was stuck in his throat.

According to the rules, after Su Jingxian entered the mourning hall as a guest, the eldest son Zheng Pengxiao should offer him incense and candles, and in the process of worshiping the dead, the celebrant who presided over the white affairs could shout the next eulogy.

But now, Zheng Pengxiao, the son of the Zheng family, stared at Su Jingxian deadly, with a look of resentment in his eyes, and he didn't mean to offer incense and candles at all.

"All our family's business has been deceived by you, what are you still doing?" Zheng Pengxiao clenched his teeth, and his voice was full of jealousy and hatred.

In his mind, he is the first heir of all the Zheng family's businesses, even his cousin Zheng Changping is not qualified to compete with him, but after he was released from Stanley, before he could react, Su Jingxian had already taken the contract to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to change the name of Zheng Ji's general manager.

Originally, the position of general manager was supposed to be inherited by him Zheng Pengxiao, but now it was snatched away by an outsider, and Zheng Pengxiao couldn't even sleep well for a week.

In this case, Zheng Pengxiao did not make a move with Su Jingxian in the mourning hall, and he had already given enough face to the dead ghost father Zheng Yunhong and asked him to offer incense to Su Jingxian, but it was absolutely impossible.

Su Jingxian looked at Zheng Pengxiao, who looked resentful, pulled the corners of his mouth, pointed to Zheng Yunhong, who was lying in the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall, and said: "I will tell you one more time in front of my uncle, the contract was signed by his old man on his own initiative, and no one forced him." It was also he who begged me to send your whole family to England, so as not to be involved in the embargo, do you understand? ”

"My father is gone, of course whatever you say! You pay me back Zheng Ji! The more Zheng Pengxiao spoke, the more anxious he became, he stood up from the ground, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he was about to grab Su Jingxian's collar.

Good words are hard to persuade damned ghosts, and great compassion does not cross self-extermination.

Su Jingxian's face flashed with anger, he reached out and grabbed Zheng Pengxiao's wrist, and dragged it down, and Zheng Pengxiao's whole person fell forward unconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, Su Jingxian hit a knee, and his movements flowed smoothly, hitting Zheng Pengxiao's face door, Zheng Pengxiao suddenly had a long nosebleed and fell on his back.

After all, Su Jingxian was also trained at the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, and he also learned a few tricks from Sun Lianyin and Zheng Hansheng, two martial arts masters, and it was more than enough to beat three or two second ancestors like Zheng Pengxiao who were hollowed out.

Ignoring the messy mourning hall, Su Jingxian leaned over and picked up three incense sticks from the ground, lit them in the brazier, and then turned his head to look at Bai Shili, who had already been stunned, and said in a deep voice: "I want incense." ”

Si Li swallowed his saliva, and seeing that Su Jingxian had turned to face the mourning hall rank, he hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted, his voice as sharp as a fork.

"Take a bow!"

"Bow again!"

"Three bows!"

"After the ceremony, the family will answer the gift!"

Inserting three sticks of incense into the incense burner, Zheng Wanming on the side handed over a white envelope and a white towel resignedly, stuffed the white bag into his pocket, wiped his hands with a towel, Su Jingxian threw it directly into the brazier, looked around, and his face was gloomy.

"I don't want to talk about business today, my original intention was to come over to offer incense and send the deceased a ride, but since someone doesn't like it, I'll leave now." Su Jingxian's gaze crossed the faces of the four people in the mourning hall, and his voice was slightly cruel, "But in about half an hour, my parents and younger brother will also come over to incense the deceased, if you still don't understand the rules like this at that time, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”