Chapter 323 0322 [Dormitory! ! ! 】

When Shi Zhijian rushed to Hongyi Haituo on Lockhart Road in Wanchai, Li Jiacheng, the boss who left the reception because he couldn't drink enough, had someone drive him to the Guanyin Temple in Ciyun Mountain.

Zhuang Jiajun parked the car, got down and opened the door, and glanced at his brother-in-law Li Jiacheng who looked tired.

Li Jiacheng closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with one hand, "Is it there yet?"

"Here we are. Do you want me to accompany you in? I haven't seen my aunt for a long time."

"No, you stay here, I have something to say to her alone."

Zhuang Jiajun nodded and said nothing more.

Li Jiacheng got out of the car and walked towards the temple.

Zhuang Jiajun leaned against the car against the night, took out a cigarette and started to eat it.

The night was hazy, and night birds screamed from time to time inside and outside Ciyun Mountain.

Zhuang Jiajun felt a little apprehensive, and hurriedly turned on all the car lights to illuminate four or five meters ahead, and turned on the radio in the car with the volume turned up to the maximum.

The radio broadcasted: "The latest news, Hong Kong Texaco Petroleum Company announced that it will move from Tsuen Wan to Shek Kip Mei—"

"Fuck you!" Zhuang Jiajun cursed fiercely with a cigarette in his hand.

...

Li Jiacheng met his mother who was a lay Buddhist in Guanyin Temple.

They haven't seen each other for a long time. Mother Zhuang Wenqin likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed.

Seeing his son suddenly visiting late at night with such a tired expression on his face, Zhuang Wenqin knew that something was bothering him.

After reciting the Diamond Sutra, Zhuang Wenqin invited his son to sit down in front of the tea table, and didn't ask him what was the matter. He just brewed a pot of Kung Fu tea and sipped it with him.

After drinking tea, Li Jiacheng looked up at his mother and said, "You told me that story, but now I think it's wrong."

Li Jiacheng's business failed miserably at the beginning, and Zhuang Wenqin told him a story about Chaoshan.

Many years ago, the abbot of Kaiyuan Temple in Chaozhou planned to retire, so he recruited his first and second disciples, and gave them each a handful of seeds, and agreed to see who could grow more food. Let who will take over the position of host.

In the second year, the first disciple came back with a lot of grain, but the second disciple had nothing to harvest. But the old host gave the position to the second disciple. Because the seeds given to them by the old host are boiled and cannot grow food. In fact, the old host is testing their character and whether they are honest.

After Li Jiacheng heard the story, he immediately understood what his mother Zhuang Wenqin meant, so he returned to the factory and worked overtime to produce high-quality plastic flowers for customers.

"Thinking about it now, that master has lost his integrity from the very beginning, so how can he ask his apprentices to be honest? If he doesn't tell them the real situation of the seeds, how can such a person be worthy of being a host?"

Mother sipped tea slowly: "Is winning or losing that important? Is it that important whether the seeds are good or bad?"

Looking up at his son: "You came here tonight to find a reason to lose, right? Even if you don't say it, you should know where you lost."

Li Jiacheng drank the tea in one gulp: "I'm leaving."

"No more drinks?"

Li Jiacheng got up, "I'm getting old, I can't drink too much tea at night, it's easy to urinate frequently!"

Zhuang Wenqin smiled, "It's no wonder he's my boy!"

At this time, he can still joke, which shows that Li Jiacheng has come out of the shadow of failure.

Sure enough, after Li Jiacheng left the layman's room, his expression was much refreshed.

"Is it important to win or lose? It's more important to earn money!" Li Jiacheng adjusted his glasses, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was caressing.

Zhuang Jiajun saw his brother-in-law come out so quickly, opened the car door, and saw his expression brightened. He didn't understand why his brother-in-law came back to life after only a short while, and he was filled with admiration.

"What are you doing in a daze? Still not leaving?" Li Jiacheng urged.

"Okay! Immediately!" Zhuang Jiajun hurried into the car.

...

"Have you gone to see your mother? Is she in good health?"

"She is fine. She eats fast and recites Buddha's name. She has gained a lot of weight."

His wife Zhuang Yueming laughed, "Don't let her hear the last sentence, you can't just say that you are fat, especially not to women." As he spoke, he came over with water for washing his feet.

Li Jiacheng handed her the jacket he took off, "Where is Ah Ju, are you asleep?"

"Falling asleep. I wrote down the English vocabulary for a day, and when I fell asleep, I still had tears in my eyes." Zhuang Yueming took the coat and hung it in the wardrobe in the corner.

"Children should suffer more, and their skills will not overwhelm them, especially in this age." Li Jiacheng sat on the edge of the tight double bed and stretched out his hand to take off his shoes and socks. Zhuang Yueming had already come over and squatted down Go down, help Li Jiacheng take off the shoes and socks first, and then put the slippers beside the foot basin.

"You don't need to do anything, I can do it myself." Li Jiacheng looked at his wife very distressed, "You are busy at home, and it is also very hard."

"No matter how hard it is, how can it be as hard as you? It's right for a woman to serve a man, and for a wife to serve her husband." While speaking, Zhuang Yueming soaked Li Jiacheng's feet in the water.

Li Jiacheng closed his eyes and immersed his feet in the warm water, which was very comfortable.

"I won't go out these days."

"Well?"

"Can I stay with you at home?"

"Why, don't you go to the company?"

"I won't go to the company anymore." Li Jiacheng said, "I found that I'm not good at acting, so I have to study my acting skills at home."

"Pfft!" Zhuang Yueming laughed again, "Are you kidding me? You don't plan to become an actor, go to the stage to sing big plays, why do you want to study acting skills?"

"I don't want to either, but today I was fooled by a brat's acting skills." Li Jiacheng sighed, "The problem is that his acting skills are still so exaggerated, but I didn't see it from the beginning to the end!"

Zhuang Yueming, who was rubbing Li Jiacheng's ankle, looked up at her husband, "Is that young man very powerful?"

Li Jiacheng also looked at his wife, "I didn't feel it before, but today I feel it personally, a very sharp person."

"You rarely praise people like this. Jia Jun always hopes that you can praise him more."

"I think so too. The problem is that he is not even as good as me, so how can I praise him?" Li Jiacheng reached out and touched his wife's hair, and saw that gray hair began to appear on the top of her head, "It's very important to be a good wife." Are you tired?"

Zhuang Yueming didn't say a word, Li Jiacheng helped pull out a white hair, and said again: "Thank you for your hard work."

Li Jiacheng closed his eyes. If he lost to Shi Zhijian this time, the shareholders of Cheung Kong Industries would definitely make a fuss.

He didn't want to see these rotten people, and he didn't want to pay attention to them. It's better to hide at home and dormant, recharging his energy.

After defeating the opponent, the victor will easily become paralyzed. As long as he keeps an eye on Shi Zhijian, there will always be a counterattack.

Of course, these are not the point.

The point is that the 3,000 mu of land in Tsuen Wan cannot be cheap for Shi Zhijian.

Li Jiacheng thought of this, and said to himself: "Life is like a drama, and drama is like life! If you don't know how to act well, you will suffer! Especially in business!"