Chapter 161 The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Show their magical power

Under the arrangement of Brother Lan, Nie Pan took a few bareheaded photos with the little dragon girl in his heart at the marriage registration office. After a while, the big red marriage certificate covered with a steel seal was sent to Nie Pan's hand.

Brother Lan smiled and said to Nie Pan, "There is already your wife's ID number on it. After a week, her ID card will be completed. At that time, you can come to our Civil Affairs Department to pick it up. From now on, your wife will no longer be a black householder, but will become an authentic Hong Kong person. I wish You live happily in Hong Kong.

Shit, I'm really not an ordinary cow. I made a girl who came through time into a Hong Kong household registration!

Nie Pan danced excitedly and held Brother Lan's hand and thanked him repeatedly. Today's thing is simply a double joy for him. It can also be called killing two birds with one stone. He not only applied for a real ID card for the little dragon girl, but also turned her into his legal wife. This reason made Nie Pan even happier. I can't close it.

Nie Pan's bag contained a large number of documents that had just been processed, and he left the hall of the Civil Affairs Department happily holding the little dragon girl's hand. In the bag, there were a lot of Nie Pan's house deeds, local residents' household registration book, Dahong's marriage certificate, and Zhuo Qinglin's three-year tourist passports and so on. Nie Pan got into the car happily with the little dragon girl and ordered the driver to drive back.

When walking on the road, Lan Meier gave Nie Pan another mobile phone. The mobile phone contained a brand-new Hong Kong local number, which asked him to use this mobile phone to contact Tang Jilong in the future. Nie Pan did not refuse, but took it and put it into his pocket.

More than half an hour later, the car returned to Nie Pan's villa just a few miles away from the sea. Lan Meier said goodbye to Nie Pan and reminded Nie Pan not to forget the business match with the British boxing champion in a gymnasium in Hong Kong on New Year's Eve. Nie Pan smiled and agreed one by one. The black Bugatti then left Nie Pan's farewell. Villa.

This three-story European-style jumping villa has a total of six bedrooms. Before Nie Pan and the little dragon girl came back, several beautiful women chose the bedroom with superior conditions in advance, leaving only the two bedrooms on the third floor and the master bedroom on the first floor. Nie Pan is even more happy to live with the little dragon girl, and the travel in his hand. The passport was awarded to the three beautiful women, and then packed up her luggage and the little dragon girl's things and lived in the two adjacent bedrooms on the third floor. Several beautiful women looked at the one-year passport in their hands and smiled. Song Xiyan suggested that it was better to go upstairs to bathe in the sun and drink red wine to celebrate.

The roof is a well-designed leisure place, exquisite balcony, beautiful bonsai, exquisite and elegant guardrails, European-style seats, making it full of romantic fun...

Standing on the roof of the villa, basking in the sun and tasting red wine, the blue sea of Hong Kong in the distance was fully seen. Nie Pan couldn't help but be proud and cheered to the sea: "Wow... I, Nie Pan, finally have my own villa!"

Several beautiful women were happy to enjoy the picturesque scenery of the Pearl of the East. Meng Juexiao asked, "So with this passport, we can stay in Hong Kong for a year without reporting to those tour groups?"

"Well, that's true. During the limited period of your passport, you can enter and leave Hong Kong and the mainland at will." Nie Pan nodded to the warm sea breeze and replied. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "Oh, by the way... I haven't asked you beautiful women what way to make money? Everyone can just bathe in the sunshine here, talk about their ideas, and outline their own bright future.

"I'm not interested in making money. My goal is to be a policeman to catch bad people until there is no bad person in the world! You can outline your future blueprint upstairs. I'll go down and go to the Internet. Zhuo Qinglin stroked her slightly messy hair and whistled leisurely downstairs.

Nie Pan shrugged his shoulders and made a grimace and said, "I can't help it. The daughter of a rich family has nothing to be poor except money. We also need to develop towards this goal in the future."

At this time, Song Xiyan's mobile phone rang. Her mobile phone number was called to Donggang yesterday afternoon and asked her friends to help open the international roaming function.

Early this morning, Song Xiyan first called her parents in Donggang. After nine o'clock, she called the office staff of the unit to ask for leave. Because Song Xiyan did not expect that she would follow them to Hong Kong before she started, she did not ask for leave from the unit. Moreover, she belongs to the staff of the unit, and she is not as casual as others. Song Xiyan said on the phone that she could not return to Donggang to work in a short time and asked for a week's leave. The office staff said that they would ask the leader for instructions before making a decision. At this moment, it was Song Xiyan's enemy who called. On the train, she once mentioned it to Nie Pan. The office director.

"Hey, what are you doing? It's only been a few months in our unit? You know that you ask for leave every day. The office is so busy. Don't you want to do it? No matter where you are, even if you are in New York or Antarctica, you have to rush to the unit tomorrow morning to report, otherwise, you can stop doing it and go home to have a baby..."

The middle-aged man on the phone scolded Song Xiyan, who was full of grievance, with an aggressive look. Because of the hands-free key used by Song Xiyan, the middle-aged man's words made Nie Pan look impatient.

"Director, I don't mean to ask for leave. I'm doing an in-depth interview report. If we find out the truth one day, our newspaper sales will definitely increase greatly. You can't do this. Just allow me a week's vacation. I will definitely report to the agency in a week." Song Xiyan held the phone and begged.

"You say this every time, and I haven't seen you dig out any valuable news. Don't say anything useless. If you really want to come back to work, come to my house to do a self-criticism before coming to the unit to report!" The middle-aged man said with bad intentions in his tone.

Song Xiyan belongs to the kind of person with a strong personality. Although journalism is her favorite, it is impossible for her to be perfect, even low. At this moment, if the middle-aged director is in front of her, Song Xiyan promises to kick him away...

"I'll self-criticize your grandmother's leg..." Before Song Xiyan could say a rude word, she was snatched by Nie Pan's mobile phone and scolded at the other party: "You let your wife wash it at home and wait. I'll go to her tonight. If your wife is doing 'self-criticism' with others and there is no time, I don't mind. Your mother may self-criticism to your sister!"

As soon as the voice fell, Nie Pan's mobile phone in his hand fiercely to the river outside the yard, and a beautiful ripple appeared on the water. Then Song Meimei's mobile phone mud cow entered the sea and became traceless.

Several beautiful women couldn't help looking at each other. Meng Juexiao stared at Nie Pan and asked, "What's the matter? Wasn't it good just now? Why is it like taking gunpowder in a blink of an eye? Is your head so excited that it's burned out?

It is said that the call scolded by Nie Pan is very powerful, which makes Song Xiyan feel relieved. Although it is gentle, it can only be relieved to deal with this kind of sanctimonious-looking hypocrite...

Especially the action of Nie Pan finally trying to put his mobile phone out made Song Xiyan feel that he was so handsome and cool. It was wonderful that someone came forward for him...

"Wow... Your phone call will definitely smash my job. That's all. How can you throw my mobile phone into the water? Poor... Their biggest dream is to be a great journalist. It's hard to get into a newspaper in a prefecture-level city, and now you messed up..." Song Xiyan shook her head, and her tone was full of contradictions.

Nie Pan said and handed the mobile phone given to him by Lan Meier in the car to Song Xiyan and said, "I'll lend you this mobile phone for the time being. The phone bill is enough for you to call for a year."

Then he turned around and sat down in the octagonal pavilion on the roof, lit a cigar and puffed out fog. He said proudly, "This is called death and throw away all the previous troubles. Don't you just want to be a reporter? I'll invest in setting up a magazine and a newspaper or something, as long as If you have the ability, gold will shine.

"Really, hee hee... This is a good idea. Hey hey, why didn't I expect that I would take three important positions such as the editor-in-chief, the president and the chief reporter. Don't grab me at that time! I also want to hire a group of little white faces, and then exploit them fiercely, exploit them, and then eat their tofu..." Song Xiyan listened to Nie Pan's words and turned her worries into joy, and suddenly became extremely happy and joked happily.

The dialogue between Song Xiyan and Nie Pan suddenly pushed the content of their meeting to a peak. Meng Juexiao said unconvincedly, "In that case, I also want to do business, and I also want to be my own boss. You also have to invest in my cousin."

Nie Pan smiled and handed a cup of coffee to the little dragon girl who had been listening to the dialogue between several people. He smiled and said, "Ok, as long as your project can make profits, why don't I do it? I don't know what kind of business Jue Xiao wants to run?

Although Meng Juexiao did not accept defeat, he had never carefully planned what business he would run to make money before. At this moment, he was taken by Nie Pan and pouted his lips and said, "I, I... I can do sales. I used to do this industry when I was in my hometown, and I was more familiar with it..."

Nie Pan couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing and making fun of Meng Juexiao: "Well, well, this is really a good business. Running a small shop in Donggang is really not a big business. I like it!"

After listening to Nie Pan's words, Song Xiyan was so teased that she covered her mouth and laughed secretly. The little dragon girl still kept the simple shop of Meng Jia'ao in her memory. She knew that Nie Pan was very small Meng Juexiao at this moment. She was afraid that Meng Juexiao would be embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Honey, how can you say that?" No matter how small the shop is, it is also self-reliable. Don't laugh at others. Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, it may not be necessary to feel that Xiaozhen has become a good money-making hand in the future.

"Well, um... Sister Long is still sensible, unlike some people who fall into the well. Nie Pan, I'll tell you the truth. If you give me part of the start-up capital, I can run chain sales, that is, supermarkets. I believe this is somewhat different from the small shop I run. Work, give me some time, and I will definitely impress you. With the support of the little dragon girl, Meng Juexiao hurriedly launched a "counterattack".

"Ok, that's it. After returning to Donggang, I will give you one million yuan of start-up capital for each of you as your first start-up capital. In the future, when I have money in my hand, I will add additional investment to you at any time according to your needs, but the income can be based on three or seven cents!" Nie Pan spit out a cigar and said like a big boss.

"Oi, it's a deal, we have seven and three..." Song Xiyan said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, I don't know what kind of business Sister Long wants to run? You haven't spoken yet." Meng Juexiao lost no time throwing out his own problems.

The little dragon girl replied calmly, "Beekeeping!"

"Beekeeping?" Song and Meng asked in surprise, thinking about what kind of big business is this?

"Yes, it's beekeeping, bee!" The little dragon girl answered the questions of the two beautiful women affirmatively.