"Ye will need everyone's help in the future!"
It's late at night, but the Fulu Restaurant in Chinatown is brightly lit.
In the luxurious private room, Ye Hetang, the leader of the Triad Qinglong Hall, raised his glass of wine to the dozen guests at the table with a face full of gratitude: "There are only a few Chinese in England, so it is even more difficult to be able to twist into a rope, make money together, and work hard together! Now that I have taken over all Hun Sen’s territory, do you have any objections to this?”
Everyone looked at each other and remained silent.
Ye Hetang laughed, "Okay, since you won't tell me, then I understand! I am grateful, and I will toast you all again."
After finishing speaking, Ye Hetang drank down the white wine in the cup.
For Ye Hetang, Hun Sen has fallen, and all business in Hun Sen's territory should be taken over by his good brother.
The empire that Hun Sen spent his whole life conquering should also be looked after by a good brother like him.
These big guys present at the scene are all Hun Sen's former business partners. The reason why Ye Hetang held the banquet was to connect with everyone.
For example, at this banquet, from the polite greetings at the beginning to the pre-dinner chat, and even after the wine had passed two levels, Ye Hetang always took the initiative at the table. Even if there was dissatisfaction in the hearts of the dozen or so people present, they could only go along with it. Ye Hetang's rhythmic progression.
Seeing that the wine was over, Ye Hetang finally returned to the topic. After all, some things had to be said directly. Do you accept it? If you don't agree, do it.
He stated the key points boldly and drank the wine in one gulp. Even if the people at the table were dissatisfied with him, they had to applaud loudly. When Ye Hetang sat back down again, the impatient one had already asked: "Mr. Ye, Hun Sen has a lot of business, but I wonder if you can handle it all?"
"Yes, in addition to teahouses and restaurants, there are also many side businesses, such as arms, and fans..."
These two questions are also on the minds of everyone here. The image Ye Hetang has established in Chinatown has always been high-ranking and not very contaminated by these things.
But Hun Sen is just the opposite. As long as he can get money, he will do anything.
Ye Hetang picked up the cigarette from the table and lit it himself, and said with a smile: "The current environment is not good, and it is not easy to make money. I also know what you are thinking. Even if I don't want to, I can't block everyone's way of making money. How do you say that? Well, blocking someone’s way of making money is like killing your parents.”
Everyone's eyes lit up.
From the beginning, they had suspected that Ye Hetang would be like Hun Sen, who would do whatever it takes to get money. But now, looking at it, they are all the same!
"But I won't get involved in the specific business. I will let Cheng Fengnian help take care of it. He is my right-hand man and has always been with me. He works diligently and is very loyal. Do you have any objections?"
After Ye Hetang finished speaking, he held a cigarette and looked at everyone with stern eyes.
No one is interested in who will take care of the business. As long as Ye Hetang is willing to join them in making arms, the pink business will be fine.
"No objection!"
"Yes, it seems that Mr. Ye is also a happy person!"
"From now on, this Chinatown will be your world!"
"Hahaha!"
Everyone patted the horse together.
Ye Hetang was very happy in his heart, but he kept it secret on the surface and his eyes were very cold.
In order to get money, he even dared to scheme against his good brother Hun Sen. How could he take the sycophants in front of him seriously?
At this time, Ye Hetang remembered the words that Hun Sen often said, "One generation, two brothers!"
Bullshit!
The world is big and the money is the biggest!
When Hun Sen took refuge with him, he was just a low-income boy. Ye Hetang took him in because he had good skills and could be used as a thug.
Unexpectedly, Hun Sen's fortune was shining brightly, and he had a smooth journey, and finally climbed to the position of the leader of the White Tiger Hall of the Triad Society, and became his equal.
This was unacceptable to Ye Hetang.
The psychological gap is huge.
I treat you like a dog, but you treat me like a brother?
Ye Hetang remained calm until Hun Sen became so arrogant that he stopped looking down on the gang leaders and openly colluded with the Black Dragon Society to sell arms. Ye Hetang knew that the time had come!
As a result, just as Ye Hetang planned, Hun Sen rushed to the street, and the country that the other party fought hard to conquer was all his!
When it comes to helping people make wedding dresses, no one can compare to Hun Sen!
What's even more stupid is that when he was dying, this idiot didn't even think that Ye Hetang was plotting against him, and he still thought about buying a Rolex as a birthday gift for his good brother.
You are as stupid as a pig, who will die if you don’t die? !
"Now that it's agreed, everything will be business as usual from tomorrow on! We will do whatever Hun Sen does!" Ye Hetang stood up and finally reassured everyone at the table.
…
After socializing with these people, Ye Hetang went to the nearby bathroom to spit out the wine he had drunk before. He returned to the empty box and asked the waiter to bring a pot of tea. After the smell of alcohol was removed from his mouth, Then he went out and got into the back seat of the car, closed his eyes and rested, preparing to go home and rest.
At this time, Cheng Fengnian knocked on the car window to indicate that he had something to tell him.
Ye Hetang asked him to get in the car.
"Mr. Ye, I have found out clearly that his surname is Du Dexi."
"Tell me and listen." Ye Hetang closed his eyes and didn't care.
In his opinion, so what if Du Yongxiao is powerful? A policeman who came all the way from Hong Kong to train at Scotland Yard, how much energy can he have to fight to death?
Cheng Fengnian's expression looked extremely strange, "This Du Yongxiao...has a close relationship with Lei Luo and others in Hong Kong -"
"Lei Luo? The four major detectives in Xiangjiang? Is Du attached to him?" Ye Hetang pinched his eyebrows and said casually.
"No!" Cheng Fengnian took a deep breath, "Du Yongxiao is more powerful than Lei Luo!"
"Oh?" Ye Hetang was just surprised, "Continue!"
"He is in charge of Kowloon and is known as the Emperor of Kowloon!"
"Emperor of Kowloon?" Ye Hetang sneered, "You dare to call yourself emperor in such a big place, these people in the world are really ignorant!"
“He was transferred to the Marine Police Department for beating Chen Zhichao——”
"Did Chen Zhichao get beaten up by him?" Ye Hetang opened his eyes, more surprised, "So crazy?"
"That's not all he's crazy about!" Cheng Fengnian held back his excitement, "Not long after arriving at the Marine Police Department, he commanded two fleets to annihilate the pirates on Pirate Island! Killing hundreds of people! It is said that the entire island was leveled by him! "
Ye Hetang sat up straight from his seat, his eyes showing a hint of horror, "Killing people like hemp?"
"Now he has come to the UK for training, killed Mad Dog Johnny during the bank robbery, and saved Mr. Howard's beloved daughter. Mr. Howard declared that he will protect him!"
Ye Hetang's eyes showed a hint of clarity, "It turns out there is a big shot supporting him!"
"Now-" Cheng Fengnian didn't know how to continue.
"What's wrong now?"
"Now he's been transferred to MI6!"
"What?" Ye Hetang no longer looked as calm as before.
"And--" Cheng Fengnian said with difficulty, "Assisted supervisor!"
boom!
Ye Hetang felt that his brain was not enough!
"How is that possible? How can he, a Chinese police officer, become a supervisor?!"
Director of the Sixth Division——
Take away life and death,
Just based on preference!
(End of chapter)
