Hong Kong Variety Show: Who would still work hard for Big B after traveling through time?

"Arjun, let's go!"

Chen Risheng ignored Guan Zu and the others' clownish behavior, and very gentlemanly asked Pansy Ho to stand up, helped her get her clothes, and prepared to leave.

However, it was this kind of disregard that broke the defenses of ordinary and sensitive hearts like Guan Zu.

"Let's go, where?"

Guan Zu stopped in front of Chen Risheng and He Chaoqiong and said, "Boy, your girlfriend is very beautiful, and my girlfriend is not bad either, how about we switch and play with each other?"

Guan Zu pushed Zhou Su towards Chen Risheng with an expressionless face.

Zhou Su naturally understood Guan Zu’s meaning and rushed directly towards Chen Risheng.

She stretched out her hands, put her arms around Chen Risheng's neck, and wrapped her thighs in front of Chen Risheng.

The bright red lips left strawberry prints all over Chen Risheng's face.

But Chen Risheng was not as angry as they imagined, and he never thought of leaving Zhou Su behind.

So as to explain to He Chaoqiong.

Chen Risheng stretched out his arms to hold Zhou Su's buttocks, looked at He Chaoqiong and said, "I thought I was old and no longer attractive to little girls, but I didn't expect that there would still be little girls throwing themselves at me?"

"Who cares about you?"

Zhou Su struggled to get down, and even raised his hand to slap Chen Risheng in the face.

Chen Risheng let go directly.

Zhou Su fell to the ground with a thud.

The back of his head also hit hard.

Chen Risheng wiped the lipstick marks on his face with his hand and said, "Don't spray such strong perfume next time. People who don't know you will think you are a street prostitute."

"If you can't afford high-end perfume, I can give you a few bottles."

"I'll kill you."

When Zhou Su heard Chen Risheng describe himself as Feng Jie, he ignored the headache and pounced on Chen Risheng again.

Chen Risheng kicked him directly.

Zhou Su hit the ground with his head back again.

But this time she fainted?

"Asu, go to hell."

Liu Tian kicked directly over.

Chen Risheng leaned back and punched Liu Tian on the leg.

Liu Tian spun 360 degrees and fell to the ground.

Guan Zu and others also rushed up.

But none of them could defeat Chen Risheng in one move.

"You're out here, you're so weak, yet you dare to be so arrogant?"

Chen Risheng looked at Guan Zu, squatted down and patted his face with his hand and said: "You are such a loser, yet you dare to be so arrogant, are you relying on your father's power?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Guan Zu went berserk.

He hates being called a waste the most.

What's even more annoying is that I call him a waste while beating him.

Even though Guan Zu went berserk, it was not Chen Risheng who did it.

Chen Risheng pressed Guan Zu's head with one hand, and Guan Zu could not move.

"Ah Sheng, you finally came out here, why don't you explain everything to the kid?"

He Chaoqiong advised.

"that's right."

Chen Risheng stood up, looked at Guan Zu and the others and said, "Since you are lucky enough to be reborn as a rich second generation, then just be a coward and try to prove yourself all day long."

"If you can prove yourself, you won't be a waste."

Chen Risheng really means well.

Isn’t there a saying in later generations: We are not afraid of the rich second generation lying down, but we are afraid of the useless rich second generation trying to prove themselves, and no amount of money will be enough to compensate them.

Even if the national husband is torn off the onion, in the end he will still be restricted from high consumption.

"What are you doing? You beat someone up and humiliate him."

He Chaoqiong asked in confusion.

"Did I?"

"Not yet?"

He Chaoqiong said: "Although he is a rich second-generation, he also has the opportunity to do what he likes. Is it right to prove that he is wrong?"

“No one wants to be ridiculed by his father, and everyone wants to be better than his father.”

Chen Risheng understood that He Chaoqiong was putting herself in his shoes.

"and then?"

"And prove that he is particularly powerful, more powerful than his father?"

Chen Risheng looked at He Chaoqiong and said, "Then let me ask you how many wealthy people there are in Hong Kong Island now?"

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden? I haven't counted the exact number, but it must be at least several hundred, right?"

He Chaoqiong asked in confusion.

"Then can I ask, how many of them started from scratch and how many took over the family company?"

Chen Risheng then asked: "After taking over the family company, how many people are better than his father?"

"Don't sue me either. What I want is the data. What is the percentage?"

He Chaoqiong stopped talking.

The rich second-generations she knows are indeed outstanding, but compared with their parents, they seem mediocre?

"I can't tell!"

Chen Risheng asked: "Is it because they are really so much worse than their parents?"

“Sometimes not.”

"It's just that they grew up in different environments, in different times, and have different development opportunities."

“Because of these differences, the judgment of excellence is different.”

"Many people have a problem, that is, they have high expectations but low skills?"

“Most of those who have risen from the early roots have a lot of experience. The companies they create may not be high-end, but they are definitely profitable.”

"And the ones you can see are, after all, a minority, all successful ones. How many people are unsuccessful?"

"No one cares at all. Their experience, ability, and mental strength are also very strong."

“And that’s the fundamental reason for their success.”

"What about these second-generation rich? Most of them grew up in a honeypot and have advanced ideas. But the question is, can these advanced ideas really adapt to society?"

"Most of them will not come out step by step, but will rush up step by step. When your company is big enough, you will find major hidden dangers."

"At these times, they often don't have the courage to burn their boats, and most of them fail."

"Because for them, this is just a training. If they fail, they can't just lie down and go back."

"When you have no one to support you, you fail, and you have to die, will you use any means?"

"Hold on, spring will come."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I didn't think so much."

He Chaoqiong was conquered by Chen Risheng's twisted theories.

Her decision to come to Hong Kong Island this time may not be without the intention of fighting for her own place.

I want to prove that women are not necessarily inferior to men.

I can definitely do better than my father.

“People are different.”

Before Chen Risheng and He Chaoqiong left the restaurant, they saw a policeman in a white shirt waiting nearby.

"Mr. Chen, I'm so sorry. I heard that my son disturbed your leisure time."

Guan Wenkai quickly apologized.

Guan Zu insisted on going in to disturb Chen Risheng's meal, but the manager had already called him.

He rushed over immediately, but it was too late.

"Sir Guan, you're welcome."

Chen Risheng smiled and said, "It's understandable that children are rebellious during their period."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Guan Wenkai secretly decided to treat Guan Zu to fried pork with belt. Doesn’t he like it?

Just let him eat enough at once.

"By the way, when children are rebellious, you need to pay attention to the way you manage them. Don't just beat them. Beating them won't work."

Chen Risheng advised kindly.

Guan Wenkai was stunned: If I can’t beat him, it means I’m not hitting him hard enough.