Chapter three hundred and eighty-two ghosts and ghosts for you
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In 1987, the Hong Kong Island law stipulated that 21 years old was considered a formal adult, and it was not changed to 18 years old until 1990.
But it also stipulates that Hong Kong Island law stipulates that over 16 years old can get married with the consent of their parents... In fact, Hong Kong people are generally young in their sexual behavior.
Otherwise, after getting married at the age of 16, my husband would hide and practice fighting with Zhou Botong first for a few years before going to a room?
Men... just compete for the tide, how many years do they have? They look down on those big pigs' hooves too much. (Excerpted from Sister Mu Liang--)
Hong Kong Island has the old conservatism of the Eastern style, and the tradition of the little women has always been preserved, and it was even preserved in the 1970s and 1980s.
Otherwise, Sa Sa and Ekin Cheng would not have filmed a movie like "My Wife is Under Eighteen" that openly encourages minors to commit crimes.
At the same time, it was also impacted by Western concepts. Wen Wei Po reported that in the 1980s, about 31.5% of men and women in Hong Kong completed their first blood before the age of 16.
The age composition of the reception of emotional escort places such as Bolan Street is 15-25 years old, and the average age is absolutely no more than 20 years old.
In such a high-loss and manpower-intensive industry, veterans who are already full of injuries at the age of 25 have generally chosen to retire and lead new recruits. Even if they continue to move forward, they will be declining! They have been damaging by inferior cosmetics, alcohol and overloaded hole drilling work all year round, and it is difficult for them to stay healthy at the age of 25.
So, this is a matter of not raising officials and not plagiarizing them. Otherwise, Zhou Xiaogongju would have to go to jail in the future... His sister-in-law was only 17 years old when she dated him.
Besides, if it's really a scumbag, the 8-year-old young loli Zhang Baizhi and Wu Xiaozu didn't stay by their side, let alone the 17-year-old Li Zi... Taboo games can be played, but they are not like this.
Li Zi was like a little white rabbit floating in the wind, jumping into the document woven by Wu Xiaozu. The file contains a list of many Singdao Group's contacts with Yulang International's small shareholders, and at the same time, there is a list of people who are inclined to resign from Yulang International's internal comic writers, including Ma Rongcheng's name.
He believed that it would be very exciting for Li Zi to take out these materials for Huang Yulang.
As for breaking the law against Li Zi?
(ˉ▽ ̄])Tsk~~
I am a pure beautiful man from Hong Kong, and I am not as bad as your big pig's hooves. Humph, (*?▽?*)!
Wu Xiaozu looked at the beautiful god Li Zi who was walking away with her two thin legs with her hips, and silently put down the legal documents in her hand.
If you have sex with a minor, even if the other party is willing, you will be legally responsible!
"I was..."
Director Wu for no reason thought that when he first made his debut, Ye Ye Shengge also made more than ten 13-4-year-old girls? Calculate the time, it should have passed the prosecution period? If so!
...
In Causeway Bay under the dark night, behind the skyscrapers with flowers and flowers is the fireworks floating in the city.
The shouts of vendors and diners in the streets and alleys are intertwined.
There are three religions and all kinds of things, and there are mixed together.
The Queen's Station exit was constantly walking out of the crowd, which seemed very lively.
The shiny and brand new neon sign is particularly conspicuous.
"Hu-yu-yu-yu-yu--"
The left and right alleys in the dark deliberately covered the sound of breathing, and there were long strips wrapped in newspapers in their hands and arms.
Everyone seemed quiet.
This kind of quietness makes people nervous, and there is a storm that is about to come and wind fill the building. Everyone tightens the strings in their hearts, and they dare not sweat, and they are triggered at once.
A Fuji sedan was parked steadily in front of the door. An elegant man holding a pipe got out of the car from the back seat, looked up at the new signboard of the Longcheng ice room, and smiled inexplicably.
Just like Aaron, who is trusted around the world, boasted too hard that he was the chief chef of the Heavenly Court.
Chen Jiale also believes that he is the best candidate for the club. Only he can develop and grow and win, and only he can save and win. He thinks that he is different from the vulture who simply wants to make money from the club. He is a club boss with soul, pursuit and thought.
However, his anger is wrapped in an elegant appearance and is usually hidden very well.
"Sir, what are you eating?"
Looking at the four or five vicious young and dandy boys walking in, the guy in white uniform came up enthusiastically with a ordering clip and a pen, but when he saw the elegant man who walked in, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Working in the ice room of Longcheng, you should know me, right?"
Chen Jiale was carrying a big beeswax hand piece and smiled at the guy, "Call your boss and tell him I'm waiting for him to come back here-"
"Brother Le...Brother Zu, we just do business every bit-"
The guy swallowed his saliva and said with courage: "Brother Zu has been busy for a while and hasn't come to the store for a long time. Otherwise... would you come back another day?"
"Punch your mother! Are you talking to each other?" The maid behind him immediately cursed, and the young man's face changed drastically.
"Abiao, scared the kid."
Chen Jiale did not take the offense of this guy as a slut, waved his hand and looked at the waiter with a smile, "It's great to be busy. Let's do this, tell Azu, I might help him solve his worries. Go--"
The breathing sound in the alley became very heavy, and when the target person appeared, each of them was ready to go.
The picture changes.
No. 222, Kowloon, Hong Kong Island, Hong Kong Island Baptist Private Hospital.
"Thank you, Brother Zu!"
Ma Rongcheng looked at Cui Yuanfa, an assistant who had moved out of the operating room and entered the single ward, and thanked him very gratefully, "I will repay the fee to you in time, Brother Zu!"
Hong Kong Island Baptist Hospital is a famous private hospital in Hong Kong. It rarely enrolls emergency rooms and the beds are even more tense. But the man in front of him called, and the woman who was suspected of being an assistant on the other end of the phone arranged the matter properly. Not only did she enter the hospital, she was also assigned to a single ward.
This single ward is comparable to a business suite in a five-star hotel. It is very high-end, and of course the price is naturally very high. The single bed fee alone costs HK$1,800 per night, which is worth many people's monthly salary.
"Now is not the time to talk about money, and this little money is not in my eyes. Since I want to work with you, I naturally don't want something wrong with you. But now it seems..." Wu Xiaozu looked at Ma Rongcheng meaningfully, "I'm afraid it's not easy for you to jump out."
“…”
Ma Rongcheng was silent.
"Think about it carefully. I don't like to force others to do things I don't like. If I really want to, I have two choices here."
Wu Xiaozu stared at Ma Rongcheng, "The first thing is to go abroad to have fun, avoid the limelight or travel, you can do it."
"Where is the second one?"
"Second?"
Wu Xiaozu looked at Ma Rongcheng, who was stubborn on his face and smiled and said, "I helped you contact people from the comics and publishing circles. The Hilton Hotel in Central held a press conference. I have thought of the name for you-
‘Awaken up peers, watch over mutual assistance, call for rectification, and resist violence.’”
"How many hours do you have to think about it."
Wu Xiaozu smiled and patted the other party on the shoulder and clicked his watch, "Of course, if you can't arrive, the press conference will not be cancelled. On Monday, the shareholders' meeting will not change.
Click to choose, you can do it—”
After taking two steps, Wu Xiaozu suddenly stopped thinking about something and turned around, "By the way, if you go, remember to endure the pain."
End the pain?
Ma Rongcheng showed doubts on his face, but saw Wu Xiaozu put his eyes on the ward and smiled at him again.
In an instant, Ma Rongcheng figured out Wu Xiaozu's words.
If you want to go, get a knife first!
This unscrupulous approach made Ma Rongcheng's scalp numb. Thinking of this, his mind couldn't help but move—
"Don't think too much, I don't need to find someone to cut you down." Wu Xiaozu seemed to have guessed that he would think like this, and when he walked to the corner, he directly pointed out his thoughts.
As soon as the corner passed, Wu Xiaozu's smiling expression instantly constrained, his eyes sharp and cold, and his whole body was frozen in place.
at this time.
A man with a sheep and woe-hu stood in front of him like a dove. When he saw Wu Xiaozu appear, he threw away the cigarette butt with his feet, and gently crushed it to pieces.
"Azu, don't be nervous. You won't even give me the opportunity to talk about the old friends together, right? Have a drink together?"
Hu Bingkun showed kindness and smiled: "No matter how we say it, we have experienced life and death together."
"Okay." Wu Xiaozu suddenly smiled, "I don't know if this bowl of wine is good to drink?"
"It should be quite easy to eat wine. Boss Qiu buried three bottles of wine. One bottle was opened when you opened the incense hall. One bottle was left for her daughter as her daughter's red. The other bottle was here..."
Wu Xiaozu narrowed his eyes.
"The first big boss I followed back then was Brother Qiu, but few people in the club knew about it."
Hu Bingkun explained with a smile, afraid that Wu Xiaozu would not believe it, so he took the wooden box of the horseman beside him, solemnly lifted a few layers of velvet cloth, and took out a bottle of green sticks.
Green bottle red paper white label black letters.
Erguotou!
Seeing this bottle of wine, Wu Xiaozu was slightly stunned, and he turned away and returned to his original state.
The memory was like a tide. He seemed to remember that the boss Qiu trusted him to the room and took out the short and thick Erguotou to him. In an instant... Wu Xiaozu couldn't help but sigh that boss Qiu really trusted him very much.
This way, Chen Bingzhong's identity is extremely terrifying!!!
Although there is no problem with the wine from mainland China, most of the population of Hong Kong is from mainland China, not to mention the villagers who swam over in the three years.
"You should know this bottle of wine, right?" Hu Bingkun asked with a smile.
"Sorry, I don't know you."
Wu Xiaozu frowned and said disgusted: "If you want to invite me to drink, at least find a bottle of decent wine. If you take out a bottle of broken wine in this way... Is it a fool? Look at the appearance of this bottle of wine, it will not be a bar in the mainland?"
Hu Bingkun was stunned, and then a panic flashed across the corner of his eyes. He put away the bottle with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't like the wine, I think you must like this news-" He handed it over with a few photos in his hand.
Wu Xiaozu took the photo.
"Chen Jiale directed several tabloids to slander you, and at the same time, your scandal was rumored everywhere, and the purpose of it-"
"The purpose is nothing more than to make me compromise. Why, this is news?"
Wu Xiaozu suddenly interrupted the other party and sneered, "Sorry, this news is not very popular with me. Or, I don't have to know who did this, because as long as who jumps out, who will be the most suspicious. It seems that you are included now."
"We're malicious."
Hu Bingkun spread his hands, not tangling Wu Xiaozu's suspicion, and straightforwardly said, "Azu. We have no conflict of interests. Chen Jiale now wants Lianzhuang, but his uncles and uncles disagree. I want you to recommend the Xiang family for me..."
Chapter completed!