Violators Club

Chapter 193 Are you interested in fighting?
Chapter 191 Are you interested in fighting?
Although it is the second time to come to Taipei, everything around me feels novel.

When Chen Changqing came last time, because of his third uncle's accident, he only ate a bowl of beef noodles at Fourth Master Wen's and left in a hurry.

In the next few days, even with Axue's help, many things still needed Chen Changqing to come forward to solve them.

Axue is a woman after all, even with Chen Changqing's halo, it is not enough to make this group of "big brothers" obedient, so Chen Changqing seems to be busy every day, all he has to do is give orders.

But actually?

This is close to a week. Although the body is not tired, the amount of exercise in the brain is greater than the amount of exercise in the previous month in Xiangjiang.

Only at Chen Changqing's level can he understand that most rich people are not as leisurely as they imagined.

In addition to the full schedule, the brain is running non-stop on weekdays.

Take the matter of Yidoumeng as an example, it seems that there is only time for a meal and a few words.

But after the Fuguihua bar incident, Chen Changqing asked his subordinates to collect information on the three major gangs on Bay Island.

And after Long Shuwen said that the force that took action against him this time is likely to be the Yidao League, the report on the leader, advisor, committee executive, etc. of the Yidao League has hundreds of pages. .

If a craftsman wants to do something good, he must first sharpen his tools.

I really thought Chen Changqing asked Luo Wenshan whether he chose Yidaomeng or family members just casually?
Stop making trouble, if Chen Changqing asked Lin Guansheng this question, he would subconsciously answer that he wanted power instead of his family, and at the same time, because of Chen Changqing's question, he would form a thought in his heart that Chen Changqing was not that scary.

Why can Chen Changqing drive Luo Wenshan into a mess with two or three sentences?

Because every word of Chen Changqing was like a knife hitting the vital point.

Luo Wenshan was afraid because he felt that Chen Changqing had seen through him. This feeling of being out of control was the reason why Luo Wenshan almost collapsed after being asked this question.

Of course, although I am a little tired, the harvest is huge.

The route of Bay Island is preserved.

In three years, Luo Wenshan is not a waste, I believe he can successfully digest this part of the Ni family's industry in Siam, and under the care of Yidaomeng, Chen Changqing does not have to worry about any problems on the Wandao route.

Compared with the fearful selling of goods, the freight with a market of trillions, or even a market of ten trillions, is the real vast world.

In addition, Chen Changqing also prepared a backhand.

In front of Yidaomeng and his family, Luo Wenshan chose his family, which meant that his family was Luo Wenshan's weakness.

In fact, Chen Changqing hoped that Luo Wenshan would choose Yidaomeng, because compared with Luo Wenshan's weakness, he trusted Wen Sihai and Long Shuwen more, and with Uncle Wen's influence in Wandao, Luo Wenshan would never dare to offend Chen Changqing .

But in any case, the problems of the Ni family are almost solved at this stage.

The Bentley, worth tens of millions, parked steadily in front of Wen Sihai's four-entry house. Long Shuwen and Chen Changqing got out of the car, and the driver drove the car into the parking garage behind the house.

At this moment, it was estimated that it was past eight o'clock, and the door of the antique house was pushed open.

I have to say that Mr. Wen Sihai's house is really nice, and I don't know whether it was requested by the old man himself, or whether it was the president's convenience that the four-entry wall was connected to street lights.

I just don't know whether it is connected to the city street lights or controlled by Mr. Wen's own family.

Within a minute or two, through the gate of the house, Chen Changqing and Long Shuwen came to the inner hall.

I used to hear people say that my house is so big that I have to run to go to the toilet, but now Chen Changqing believes it, because the courtyard with four entrances is really big.

But the old man didn't drink tea in the inner hall, which caused a flash of surprise in Long Shuwen's eyes. He glanced at the time, and his eyes were a little puzzled: "At this time, master usually drinks tea in the inner hall and listens to operas."

Chen Changqing sniffed his nose, and the corners of his mouth curled up:
"Beef with scallions, cuttlefish, and chives with shrimp and eggs."

Long Shuwen didn't believe it, but Chen Changqing came to the kitchen in the backyard after smelling the smell.

There are three small stainless steel basins filled with stuffing, and next to it is a panel. He is thin and wears this apron around his waist. The radio next to him is playing Kunqu opera [Eternal Life Hall], which should be No. 19 - Xu Pavilion.

Looking at Chen Changqing who pushed the door and walked in, Wen Sihai's old face was somewhat surprised:

"Coming back so early?"

The astonishment on Long Shuwen's face showed the puzzlement in his eyes.

Chen Changqing patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and turned to look at Wen Sihai not far away:
"It's nothing, so I came back first."

Nodding his head, the old-faced and thin Wen Sihai asked back:
"Can you make dumplings?"

Chen Changqing smiled and nodded, then rolled up his cuffs, ready to wash his hands:

"Yes, but I can only roll out the dumpling wrappers. I'm afraid the dumplings will be exposed."

A smile appeared on Wen Sihai's face, and he happily waved his hands:
"Don't be afraid, it's home-cooked anyway."

But Long Shuwen on the side had surprise and puzzlement in his eyes: "Master, why aren't you surprised at all?"

According to what he knew about Wen Sihai, before inviting people to come over for dinner, he would usually let him know in advance.

But Long Shuwen must have heard nothing before, and looking at Long Shuwen's puzzled eyes, Wen Sihai glanced speechlessly:
"Your master, I don't look at my age, but I still have a brain."

Although he was reprimanded by his master, Long Shuwen was still confused:
"I don't know."

Chen Changqing, who had already washed his hands beside him, was standing next to Wen Sihai at the moment.

Rolling the dumpling wrappers with a rolling pin in his hand, looking at Long Shuwen who was still thinking not far away, Chen Changqing glanced at the skinny old man next to him:
"Uncle Wen must have guessed that I will be leaving in two days, right?"

Wen Sihai is very thin. Although his apprentice Long Shuwen is 1.9 meters tall, he is not even more than 1.6 meters tall. With a thin body and thick finger bones, he looks like a dried corpse.

As Chen Changqing's words fell, the old man's cloudy eyes became a little more emotional, and he shook his head mockingly: "Well, I wanted you to stay for a while, but after thinking about it, it's not necessary, teaching apprentices is not as good as him, and being a person is also not as good as him .”

The "he" in Wen Sihai's mouth, if Chen Changqing guessed correctly, should be Chen Changqing's master - Hong Zhen!
Because it involved the matters of the previous generation, Chen Changqing couldn't open his mouth, so he could only express embarrassingly:
"Uncle Wen is not inferior to himself, I took a look today..."

The apprentice definitely can't talk about it. After all, although the old man is old, he is not stupid, so I can only talk about the problem of vision.

Glancing at the duplicity Chen Changqing, Mr. Wen glared at him angrily:
"Okay, I've eaten more salt than you have traveled. My vision is not as good as your master. Wandao is hopeless now. The young people are not as good as the next generation. They say they are frogs at the bottom of the well, but they are actually a group of self-deceiving My own lazy toad."

"Cough cough." Long Shuwen coughed dryly, looking at Wen Sihai with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

After all, he is from the Bay Island.

Curling his lips, looking at Chen Changqing and Long Shuwen, he wanted to say something, but he lost interest in an instant, and he couldn't help feeling a little less interested:

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, it will save both of you from being uncomfortable."

Glancing at the embarrassed Long Shuwen, Chen Changqing snickered:
"I'm actually fine."

However, Wen Sihai didn't intend to continue the chat, and nimbly squeezed a dumpling with his withered palm, and the old man asked casually:
"When are you going to Neon?"

Chen Changqing didn't hide anything, these things were planned, and the old man should know about it, otherwise he wouldn't be making dumplings at home:

"Tomorrow, I will visit Uncle San, and then I will go to Taichung to collect a batch of fruit. After the ship is loaded, I will go to Nihong. It will probably take three to five days."

Put the dumplings squarely on the lid and look at them for a while.

Glancing at Chen Changqing who was rolling out dumpling wrappers, Mr. Wen Sihai suddenly said:

"Are you interested in fighting an old guy like me?"

(End of this chapter)