The third uncle is naturally the third uncle in the Huo Qingsong family, also named Huo.
Standing next to him were his fourth uncle and sixth uncle, who were relatively young, wealthy and powerful figures in the Huo family.
If "Huo Qingsong" is the light of "Xijiu", then they are the light of "Qingsong".
After all, Chen Xijiu and Huo Qingsong are still uncles and nephews. They have only two relationships with them, and there is basically no relationship or contact with them.
However, they are the main force of Huo Qingsong's men!
After all, when working outside, one can still trust "one's own people", and of course the family with the same surname comes first.
Originally, "Huo family" was the common surname of a village in the mainland, with an ancestral temple, an ancestral hall, and a genealogy, with a total of several thousand people.
After Huo Qingsong came to Hong Kong Island to do the red oil business, he kept bringing people from the mainland over, and gradually gathered hundreds of "young people" under him.
You know, there are too many people! The relationship is complicated! It’s troublesome to manage!
These hundreds of young people are divided into several rooms and several branches.
Huo Qingsong has one group, and his third uncle, fourth uncle, and sixth uncle have another group.
The dozens of people who died last time were all named Huo, and they were all members of Third Uncle's clan. Naturally, Third Uncle had the biggest objection. Coupled with the timid and cunning character of the third uncle, he immediately suggested avoiding him.
Huo Qingsong raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "No! I want to raise 30 million and give it to the diesel company! Keep doing the business!"
The third uncle looked shocked and immediately shouted: "Are you crazy! Thirty million?"
"How much money have you made in total over the years? Let the brothers below share one point. Do you have 30 million? Do I have 30 million?"
"Fourth uncle! Sixth uncle! Do you have 30 million?"
The third uncle spread his hands.
Fourth uncle and sixth uncle looked troubled.
Huo Qingsong lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and said loudly: "I don't have 30 million, but we have definitely made more than 30 million in these years! I brought you all this money, and you don't support me. ?"
The third uncle kept his mouth shut and stopped talking.
The fourth uncle persuaded with some embarrassment: "Qingsong, we all understand what you mean."
"We have to do business. If we don't do it, we won't have food to eat. We are not afraid of people dying when we work outside, but we are afraid of dying in vain."
"Besides, you can't defeat the Fuqing Gang even if you raise the money!"
"This money is wasted..."
Huo Qingsong's expression remained firm: "I can deal with the Fuqing Gang!"
"I have five million. If you use your home in your hometown as a mortgage, you can withdraw 20 million from the membership fund."
Membership is a popular "private loan" in the Fujian and Guangdong areas of the mainland, commonly known as "doing business".
Private treasuries, mostly formed by "joining" among people from the same work unit, fellow villagers, relatives and friends, are popular in coastal areas. As long as there are people who "join the association", the money in the "association" can be used during life, old age, sickness, death, and business turnover.
This money will be given to you at an interest rate lower than that of a loan shark and higher than that of a bank loan.
Among them, small amounts of hundreds of thousands do not require collateral and can be borrowed based on credit and facial recognition, while loans of millions require certain collateral to avoid "running away" in the event of a thunderstorm.
The "funds" here are how many coastal businessmen started their business, and they are also the last "treasury" of regional chambers of commerce. Of course, once a thunderstorm occurs, it will bring disaster to a single association, tens of thousands of people, and a whole city.
Uncle Liu continued: "Twenty-five million is not enough! Besides, the Hong Kong dollar is larger than the RMB, and there is an exchange rate in between."
"With a ban on large-scale foreign exchange transfers in the country, we can only go to the black market, and the exchange rate will be higher."
At this time, Huo Qingsong's girlfriend walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate of fruit and put the fruit plate on the table: "Uncle Four, Uncle Six, eat some fruit."
She didn't call her uncle at all.
Fourth uncle and sixth uncle picked up the fruit and thanked them loudly: "Thank you Wanwei."
Third uncle also knows how to reach for fruits.
Wanwei wiped her palms and smiled softly: "Will my dad pay for the remaining money?"
"Um?"
Fourth uncle and sixth uncle looked surprised.
The third uncle even shouted directly: "Wanwei! Is your daddy crazy?"
"Isn't your father against you and Qingsong being together?"
"Who says I'm crazy!" At this time, a tall man wearing a suit opened the door.
He looked at the scene inside, stepped forward, pulled out the knife on the table, and said aloud: "Master Zhuang has promised to protect Qingsong! As long as Qingsong raises 30 million, he will give it to the ghost man of the diesel company! From now on in Hong Kong... Qingsong will be the only one The oil king!!!”
"Master Zhuang?" The third uncle and others swallowed their saliva. After the initial surprise, their eyes immediately became bright.
They immediately knew the meaning of "Master Zhuang"'s words, and also thought of "Chen Xijiu"'s concern. They knew that Huo Qingsong was leaning on the big tree again and was going to become the big boss!
"Are you still objecting?" Huo Qingsong's father-in-law said with a smile.
Third Uncle and others shook their heads: "We all support it!"
These people are good at adapting to the changing circumstances and will not insist on themselves at all.
That’s right, their purpose is to make money, and since there is money to be made, it’s worth following!
Wanwei's father put his hand on Huo Qingsong's shoulder, hugged his son-in-law and said to the three of them: "Hey, please pay attention to your wording! I have never objected to Wanwei and Qingsong being together!"
"I just think that young people's love needs time to be tempered and tempered. Only that kind of love is fragrant..."
Wanwei's father smiled softly: "But Qingsong worked hard and has proven his love for Wanwei."
"I officially agree to their marriage! He is also the only son-in-law I recognize!"
Daddy Wanwei patted Huo Qingsong on the shoulder and looked very trusting and valued.
He has completely forgotten how he looked down on the "mainland gangsters" and "young and Dangerous guys" in the first place!
Huo Qingsong stared at the third uncle and others in front of him, raising his hands and chest with a confident expression.
He will become prosperous in the future! ! !
…
"It's going very quickly."
“Thirty million was raised in just two days.”
"It didn't cost you a penny, did it?"
the next day.
noon.
The working day is coming.
Zhuang Shikai took advantage of his lunch break and drove to a barbecued pork restaurant in Mong Kok, where he sat and chatted with Chen Xijiu.
Chen Xijiu said 30 million has been credited to his account.
Zhuang Shikai was slightly surprised and asked aloud.
Chen Xijiu mixed the barbecued pork rice with chopsticks, picked up a piece of barbecued pork, and replied naturally and briskly: "No!"
"These are all the money Qingsong raised himself."
Each of them had a piece of barbecued pork rice placed in front of them.
They chatted and had lunch.
Although barbecued pork rice is relatively cheap and the store is relatively simple, it doesn’t waste time and is very convenient...
Besides, this barbecue pork restaurant is very famous.
Zhuang Shikai chuckled and said, "Then he is quite rich."
"Master Zhuang takes care of it..." Chen Xijiu smiled modestly.
Zhuang Shikai ate the barbecued pork and said, "Okay! When the money arrives, I will do what needs to be done..."
"But... tell Huo Qingsong, don't forget to promise me..."
Chen Xijiu nodded: "I understand. If you can give it to him, you can take it back."
"You can still get interest." Mr. Zhuang added, took out a mobile phone, pulled out the antenna, and made a call.
And the profit he talks about, haha, is obviously at the cost of his life.
The phone in Zhuang Shikai's hand was connected.
"Mr. Zhuang."
"good afternoon."
The person on the other side said respectfully.
Zhuang Shikai was wearing a suit, eating barbecued pork with chopsticks in one hand and holding a mobile phone in the other. He looked a bit like a local boss in later movies.
Don't get me wrong! "Tu boss" is an art product, there is no real "Tu boss" in the world! Only the boss!
big boss!
Zhuang Shikai has become the most handsome guy in the entire barbecue restaurant just by having a mobile phone in his hand. Other diners have to take a detour when they see him, let alone his watches and other decorations...
Do you dare to call him stupid?
Rich people in this world will never be rich!
On the other side of the phone is Sima Xiang.
He is currently responsible for conveying benefits around Master Zhuang.
Zhuang Shikai said aloud: "The account has just been credited with 30 million, and the person who dragged the relationship to give it to the diesel company, I want to get the entire share of the smuggled red oil! All of it!"
The transfer of benefits also requires methods.
Sima Xiang is very good at doing this, and the Landlord Club has a natural concealment effect. It can use finance to transport everything without leaving any trace, without even knowing it.
"Understood, Zhuang Sheng." Sima Xiang answered simply.
The handicap of the Diesel Company itself is very small. What matters are the few main characters. There is no need for Mr. Zhuang to come forward. The landlords can handle it themselves.
"Crack."
Zhuang Shikai hung up the phone.
Chen Xijiu raised his hand and waved at the counter: "Boss! Pay the bill!"
"Okay!" The boss walked out of the counter with his wallet in hand, looking like he was busy collecting the bill.
Chen Xijiu took out a golden bull and put it on the table, and said very grandly: "No need to look for it."
"Thank you very much, boss!" The owner of the barbecued pork restaurant picked up the Hong Kong dollars, bowed repeatedly, and thanked him loudly.
Zhuang Shikai walked out of the barbecued pork restaurant with a toothpick in his mouth, accompanied by Chen Xijiu.
I saw Zhuang Shikai picking his teeth and saying, "I have talked with the New Territories Lu Family and the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce in advance."
"They are the bosses behind New Territories Anhe Sun Yi Tuan."
"Go and talk to them yourself, I believe they won't make things difficult for you."
Chen Xijiu opened the car door for Sir Zhuang, held on to the door frame, nodded and said, "I understand, Mr. Zhuang."
Zhuang Shikai raised his eyelids and looked at him: "You're welcome."
"Bah!" Chen Xijiu closed the car door, got into the driver's seat, and left his car on the side of the road. Even if he wrote a ticket to the traffic police, he had to drive back to the police station for Sir Zhuang.
The "Xinyi Tuan" and "New Territory An" are weaker than the Fuqing Gang.
Among the three gangs, the Fuqing Gang is the strongest. There is no need to prioritize Xinyi Tuan and Xinjie An. Both are gangs that work for the boss.
This kind of association often only has people and no territory, and it is miserable.
The funny thing is, there aren’t even many people!
They are often located in rural suburbs. The entire society has about a few hundred people. It is known as a "thousand-member society" to the outside world, and its strength is at most bullying a small character like "Huo Qingsong".
They can't support themselves, so they can only rely on the big boss to support them!
The big boss keeps them as bodyguards, to scare people, or to do some dirty work, but basically they are not allowed to do anything.
There are at least hundreds of such societies in Hong Kong, large and small. They may have had a glorious history, but now they are collectively referred to as "sunset" societies.
Once you leave the Big Boss, it will fall apart and cease to exist.
They are the boss’s dogs! Listen to your boss the most!
Zhuang Shikai was too lazy to cause trouble for their club. He could solve all problems directly with their boss without even shedding a drop of blood.
The society of New Territory An is the descendants of the New Territory Lu family and Lu Hantao, the indirect younger brothers of Mr. Zhuang.
The Xinyi Tuan's association is the Huizhou Chamber of Commerce. Some mainland businessmen who rely on the patriotic chamber of commerce for food are also indirect younger brothers of Mr. Zhuang.
Oh shit!
The average per capita of Hong Kong Island is Mr. Zhuang’s younger brother!
Except the Fuqing Gang!
"Master Zhuang, what about the Fuqing Gang?" Chen Xijiu asked while driving.
The Fuqing Gang is the highlight.
Zhuang Shikai casually flicked the toothpick out of the window: "Just use my banner to talk to them!"
"Isn't this simple?"
Chen Xijiu grabbed the steering wheel and smiled: "It's really simple."
As for the Fuqing Gang's "Yao Wen" group, they were right. Normally, "Huo Qingsong's" protection period had expired long ago.
Mr. Zhuang would have forgotten him long ago.
Unfortunately, they found out about the relationship between Huo Qingsong and Chen Xijiu.
And if you want to blame them, blame them for selling the red oil abroad. Their eyes are full of **** money! Give yourself a chance to compete fairly! Otherwise, Zhuang Shikai still hopes that they will engage in a price war with each other and eventually sell to mainland development at a loss.
This is true patriotism!
That night.
Chen Xijiu went to make peace with several bosses.
