The big circle leopard only felt a group of grass and mud horses whizzing by. You just made 300 million US dollars? How many quotas does Guangdong Province have each year?
If the top leaders of Guangdong Province knew this, they would be crazy about it. How much foreign exchange does the country only have every year? Although you have made about one billion in the past three years, it must have been too easy for you.
Damn it, your family won't get excited and reject the application to join the team, so that you can keep working hard to see if you can get a few more big votes, right?
Big Circle Leopard instantly realized the seriousness of the problem. It's really possible. He doesn't really want me to be the smuggling king of Southeast Asia. Isn't this inappropriate? No, I have to return to the team first before we talk about this! I don't want to be a smuggling king.
But he quickly adjusted his mood and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Chen, why are you asking me about this?"
"What do you think, Captain Shi?"
Not only Daquanbao was confused, Luo Minsheng was also confused. Boss, are you really okay with this?
It took a while before Big Circle Leopard came to his senses and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Mr. Chen, did you know my identity early on and then introduce me to Thirteenth Sister and the others?"
"How can you say that? I didn't come up with this idea because the country is short of foreign exchange. I was afraid of being targeted by the Cow Country and the United States if I was too direct. Now, if I don't support the country, why should the Queen be a dog? Brother Sheng, I just told you the account and password, just follow Captain Shi to handle this matter, and remember to bring Shao Anna with you."
The big circle leopard was silent for a long time, and then said: "The country will remember you."
. . .
Afternoon, Mong Kok.
The street was crowded, and a horseman on the street opened a Rolex brochure and told a couple of tourists from the mainland: "Boss, Rolex Vacheron Constantin is on point, come and buy one."
"How much?"
"It's very cheap, eight hundred yuan."
"Eight hundred dollars? Are you kidding, do you think we are fools?"
"Oh, boss, how could I take you for fools?"
"Okay, tell me a price. How much do you want?"
The two said in unison: "One hundred and eighty."
"Wow, you two are very smart. You even know my cost price of one hundred and eighty yuan. Okay, two hundred yuan, I'll earn you twenty."
"One hundred and eighty is one hundred and eighty, don't buy more." After saying that, he waved and walked away. Before Ma Zai could catch up and say something, suddenly a little girl came up to the couple.
"Oh, boss, his fake work is so fake, look at me," Ma Zai stood behind with a look of displeasure, and the little girl continued: "Really pearls are not even that real. There are ten diamonds, only one hundred and seventeen." , bought it for my girlfriend, how cool is it, right?"
The couple immediately moved: "Okay, that's it, two."
Suddenly Ma Zai went up and slapped the little girl.
"Hey! You've crossed the line!"
The couple saw that the situation was not right and left quickly. The little sister yelled: "What are you doing? How can you cross the line?"
"Do you know how to do business? That's my guest!"
"I don't know how to do business, can you?"
"Even ten dollars off, you can do it all by yourself."
"That's best! Why don't you close the stall?"
At this time, Ma Zai found that the surroundings were already surrounded by people eating melons. "Everyone, let's go, there's no chance to watch." As he said this, he grabbed a handful of coins from his hand and threw them at the little girl, "I told you to close the stall!"
A few people on Little Taimei's side noticed that something was wrong and came over, "Ale, Axian," pushing Ma Zai, "Go to Ni."
A few people also came to Ma Zai's side, "What are you doing! What do you want to do?" A group of people were pushing and shoving, and I don't know who kicked him out first. A daily multi-person movement in Hong Kong Island began. .
. . .
In the evening, a private room in a nightclub in Mongkok.
Ma Zai, who sells high imitation Rolexes during the day, complained to his boss: "I don't know if that big bald guy is a prostitute, but he actually asked some women to sell them, and he got ten yuan off, and twenty yuan off! Then we don't have a chance." Gotta do it?”
At this time, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a bald man walked in with a group of people: "Shuai Hui, you didn't call me when you came out to play. Are you rich now?"
The two groups of people immediately stood together and started pushing and yelling. The bald head continued to say to Shuai Hui, "Do you think I'm invisible now?"
Shuai Hui replied with an unhappy look on his face: "Tiger, just tell me if you are unhappy!"
"Let me tell, right?" Bang! A beer bottle hit Shuai Hui on the head, and the scene was about to escalate into a multiplayer sport.
At this time, a woman in the kitchen was eating a box lunch. A waiter came over and said to her: "Asu, the tiger is causing trouble outside again. Go out and have a look. Come on, don't eat. Go out and have a look before eating."
In the private room, Shuai Hui's face was covered with blood after being hit. He sat on the sofa and looked at the tiger with a fierce look on his face. The tiger was still shouting: "Does it hurt? Fight back!"
At this time, Asu ran to Tiger and pulled him: "Tiger, it's not this one, it's next door."
"I like this room!" He also said in a effeminate tone to Shuai Hui, "Waiting for you, I miss you."
"Don't make trouble in your own place! I'm going to tell Uncle Tian."
"Are you trying to scare me with dad again?"
"Stop making trouble, can you go out? Let's go." Asu pulled the tiger and left. Before leaving, the tiger called Shuai Hui: "Play with me, okay!"
Shuai Hui sat silently and slowly lowered his head. Others could not see his expression clearly.
After leaving the nightclub, Tiger drunkenly sent his younger brother and Asu into the car to go home.
On the road, Tiger's car was driving crookedly, and suddenly a car sprang out from both sides.
. . .
At noon the next day, there was a private room at Chen Kee Home Cooking Restaurant in Yau Ma Tei.
"Here, let me introduce you. This is my younger brother Zhuang Ziwei. Others call him Laifu. Please take good care of me in the future."
Chen Yi looked at Azu Zhuang Ziwei calmly, okay, my brother knows who he is, and which drama is he in? Calm, calm, isn't it just the fusion of the killer Lai Fu and the gun king Zhuang Sir? The title of the Tiger of the Crime Unit is still Chu Shui Da.
After the introduction, everyone chatted for a while. Chen Yi asked Zhuang Ziwei about his plans: "Brother Ziwei, what are you going to do in the future?"
"I thought about it when I came here. I retired less than a year after the ten-year war. I'm not used to the current life. I might as well take the police academy and continue to stay in the disciplined forces."
Chen Yi expressed his approval with both hands.
. . .
At this time, he was in a restaurant near Chen Ji’s Home Cooking Restaurant.
Gandhi from Tsim Sha Tsui came to the restaurant with Shuai Hui, and sat down under the greetings of Uncle Hong Xingxing and another Uncle Hongxing. Opposite him, the old ghost Tim and his wife from Hongxing also sat down.
"Ah Tim, no matter what, don't hurt our decades-old friendship."
Old Gui Tian looked forward with sad eyes, took a puff of cigarette and said nothing, but his wife gritted her teeth and looked at Shuai Hui and said, "Are you Shuai Hui? Did you kill my son! Did you kill me?" Son!" As he said this, he stood up and rushed towards Shuai Hui, but Uncle Xing held him back: "Sister-in-law, don't do this."
"Kill him! Kill him!" After a period of hysterical shouting, Old Gui Tian slammed the table and shouted: "Shut up! What are you arguing about? Is it useful to argue?" There was only a burst of crying.
Uncle Xing and another uncle present stood up and said to Gandhi: "Gandhi, let's not talk so much today. You can leave first."
"Yes, just leave Ah Hui here and we can talk to him."
"How about that?"
Uncle Xing was anxious: "What's wrong? Let's go!"
Gandhi looked at the old ghost Tian and said slowly: "If I had a son, I would definitely compensate you, but I don't. What do you want? I didn't bring anyone with me today. Isn't that interesting for you?"
Suddenly, a Ma boy pushed Shuai Hui onto the table and started beating him.
Gandhi looked distressed: "Don't fight, don't fight anymore!"
The old ghost Tamar flipped the table and put Shuai Hui on the ground. A group of people started beating him violently. Suddenly, two men with knives rushed out from the back room. When Gandhi saw that the situation was not good, he immediately ran out of the restaurant. , after fighting for a while, the old ghost Tian gave an order and left with the people.
The boss at the counter was left in a mess, so he picked up the phone and made a call.
After a while, a handsome guy wearing a red windbreaker and a black leather glove on his left hand walked in, followed by a guy who was in a suit and wearing glasses, but one look at his appearance and he knew he was good at hurdling. Handsome boy.
"Wow, what's going on Uncle Kuan?"
"Fight on the street! You are finally here, left hand! Old Gui Tim from Hung Hsing and Gandhi from Tsim Sha Tsui didn't agree on the numbers. They said it was the bad guy on the ground who killed Old Gui Tim's son. It's really unlucky. Close What's wrong with me!"
The left hand's gaze immediately shifted to Shuai Hui, who was still lying on the ground, and he recognized him.
"Damn it, no, this bad guy is Gandhi's nephew! Gandhi has no children and is just a nephew. Alas, Ah Sheng, tell Thirteenth Sister about this before the fight starts and tell her to calm down first. Old Guitian asked the Hongxing people to communicate among themselves, and I’ll go find Ni Kun.”
"Yes, boss."
"Uncle Kuan, please tally up the losses and I will make up for it for you. Attack the street! Old ghost Tim is really looking for death. He knows that I am responsible for making the situation so ugly. Forget it, considering that his son is dead. For my own sake, just compensate me for the loss. Sigh - if you ask me, just kill them both. If you want to beat them, go underground and beat them."
"Thank you, Zuo Zuo. You and Ah are the best in Yau Ma Tei. With you two here, business will be much easier."
