"Mr. Song, the business of our milk tea shop is really bad these days!"
"Yes, Mr. Song, it's not that we can't pay the rent. Now that the milk tea shop business has been taken away by McDonald's, there's nothing we can do!"
The four milk tea shop owners looked sad and said to Song Bingshu in the restaurant.
The real estate rights of these milk tea shops are owned by Yangtze River Industries. Song Bingshu comes back every month to check on them and collect rent.
Originally, this kind of thing was done by his subordinates, but Song Bingshu insisted on doing it himself. In his opinion, rent collection was a small matter and it was true to inspect the market.
Boss Li likes to see big business in small things, and Song Bingshu also inherited his advantage and is good at observation.
For example, in addition to owning the property rights of these milk tea shops, Cheung Kong Industries also provides these milk tea shops with machinery and equipment, as well as cashier systems, making a lot of money.
"I understand your difficulties! There must be a solution to the matter!" Song Bingshu pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, "Since McDonald's has taken away your business, you should take over McDonald's. After all, this is our Chinese territory. How can Gui Lao's restaurant be used as a solution? Intimidating?"
"But---"
"There is no but!" Song Bingshu said, "You have no way out now. Remember, if you can't take over McDonald's, you will die!"
Xiao Touwen laughed, shook his little head and said, "I never had a chance to let them light a cigarette before!" After saying this, he carefully selected a lighter and lit the cigarette, took a long puff, and spit out: "They think they want to know. Why can't you be so slow to resign?"
"That's right, Lei Luo, he's so bad and sharp. He's been working as a detective for just one year!"
"broken!"
Behind the McDonald's flagship store on Nathan Road, there was chaos.
Very slowly, the eight arrogant people knelt on the ground.
Some customers eating at McDonald's were even kicked out, and there were occasional smashing sounds outside the store.
"Zheng Gui, sharp!"
"Now, they also see it!" Xiao Touwen spread his hands, "You are so bad, you will take charge of Yau Ma Tei soon!"
I take it all for free and am the real tycoon of Hong Kong. That time I was Chen Zhichao!
Just when he was about to surround him with knives, Xiao Touwen lifted up his clothes and pulled out a gun, directly holding it against a person's head. "Speak down, are you looking for death? Do you believe you can shoot him in the head?"
Although this person is as unknown as Zheng Gui, his status is lower than mine and his power is smaller than mine.
After a pause, Zheng Guilan said again: "Of course, you also know that Chen Biao doesn't have a bad cousin, what is his name?"
The eight young men also noticed Xiao Touwen and cursed: "Dare you seek death?"
Xiao Touwen ordered: "Leave two people to watch, and I will accompany you to retreat!"
"They charge protection fees, have you ever seen that?!"
The man immediately surrendered.
"Hahaha!" Xiao Touwen shook his legs with a proud look on his face.
"Lei Luo, what's the matter?"
"Shio Yugi is doing something! Get out of the way!!"
"Yes, Lei Luo, if you also want to follow Brother Xiao, give me a chance first!"
"What should I do?" Song Bingshu stood up, picked up his briefcase, and pushed up his glasses elegantly with his middle finger: "Don't you all have the prefix "franchise"? The other prefix is Chao Yongyi! I heard that the boss of Chao Yongyi is called Chen Biao !」
The milk tea shop owners looked at each other, "What should I do?"
"Kneel down and hit the street!"
Eight young men with carved dragons and painted tigers, holding machetes and clubs, were showing off their power inside.
Xiaotou Wen Gu Shi was very satisfied, bang, hung up the phone.
Jingle Bell!
Plainclothes men of that era carried guns with them all the time except bathing and sleeping. On the one hand, society was in chaos, and on the other hand, guns were a symbol of power.
The onlookers were watching that incident, and when they saw Xiao Touwen and seven others rushing towards him, they hurriedly moved out of the way.
"The trick is not---" Xiao Touwen flicked the ashes from his cigarette, "Follow the right guy!"
The guy with a bloody head in front of him knelt on the ground and said angrily: "You are Chao Yongyi! What does he dare to do to you?"
Eight plainclothes men were also gearing up, "You're right! If you dare to find trouble, fuck my mother."
! "
"They have to fight for the opportunity themselves!" Xiao Touwen held a cigarette in his mouth and shook his legs. "I think back then, when Brother Xiao was just laid off as a plainclothes officer, you could tell at a glance that I was like a dragon or a phoenix among Yuan people, so from this moment on, Just make up your mind to follow me!"
The flower name is "Stinky Fart Chao"!
"Do something!"
At that time, eight plainclothes men also drew their guns and pointed them at the other seven people. "Everyone kneels down and holds their heads in their hands!"
Xiao Touwen led another person into McDonald's.
"Of course I have! What's the trick?"
"Zheng Gui, congratulations, I heard you will be re-employed tomorrow!"
Xiao Touwen took a police car and led eight plainclothes men directly to Nathan Road.
Although the Seven Little Detectives are one of the powerful people in Hong Kong today, and Brother Wen is an important figure among them, there is no one less powerful than the Seven Little Detectives, including Brother Wen.
"If you rush into the street, you have to get too close. Do you believe that you will kill him?!"
Sudden----
"Let's go!" Xiao Touwen looked ferocious and took out a gun and stuck it on his waist. "Push on the street. The tiger is showing its power. He thinks you are a sick cat!"
"boarding!"
"No one is causing trouble at McDonald's!"
The people around were so frightened that they fell into silence.
Eight plainclothes detectives gathered around Xiao Touwen, smiling and fawning.
"Ah, if you dare to touch Brother Xiao's shop, are you seeking death?"
"Damn, Lei Luo, is he kidding you?"
Xiao Touwen asked the eight plainclothes men next to him: "Where are the guns? Are you ready?"
The eight plainclothes men lifted their skirts one after another, revealing the white guns stuck at their waists.
Police cars roared to a halt.
"Zheng Gui, phone number!"
The crowd moved out of the way.
"It's useful!" Xiao Touwen waved his hand, "It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it only takes a moment to use it! Everyone says that you and brother Xiao are in the same boat. Today you have to let everyone see. How sharp is your Xiao Touwen?"
A plainclothes man imitated Xiaotouwen and smashed the opponent's head with the butt of a gun.
Eight plainclothes men followed Xiao Touwen and jumped from the police car.
"Bad, Lei Luo!"
But even fewer people call me "Brother Chao!"
The young guy in the lead was scratching his neck and wanted to say something tough, but he hit me on the forehead with the butt of his gun, "Kneel down, do you hear me?"
"Yeah, bad jealous one!"
Two plainclothes men guarded eight people with guns drawn.
Only then did the eight kneeling men realize that the plainclothes men behind them seemed to be the same ones we knew. They were too fierce! This man's head was broken and bleeding, so he had to kneel down and hold his head in his hands.
"What?" Xiao Touwen stood up, "What did he say? Say it again? No one is looking for trouble at McDonald's, and they dare to molest him? Go out on the street, and everyone knows life or death!"
He didn't have a gun close to him and spoke in a low voice.
the phone is ringing.
Waiting for Xiao Touwen to finish teasing.
"What if I want to inform Brother Xiao?"
The seven milk tea shop owners looked at each other and spit out a name: "Chen Zhichao!"
One person ran over to get the phone and handed it to Xiao Touwen.
Xiao Touwen sat at the desk, holding a cigarette out of his mouth. He started to light it himself, and the eight of them took out their lighters together, click, and all lit up: "Zheng Gui, help him light his cigarette!"
"Yau Ma Tei is so fat, Lei Luo, he's getting rich!"
"Xi Silong, are you looking for someone? Oh, it turns out to be Ah Mei. He's working at McDonald's. Why did he call me? Do I miss you? Is it bad to treat him to a midnight snack at work?"
