I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 182
"Kidou Xiao, come to buy fans again?"

Walled City, West Street.

The door to a public toilet.

Fenhuolin squatted on a small bench, smoking a cigarette with his fingertips, raised his head, and looked contemptuously at a figure.

Guitou Xiaosheng was as thin as a stick, his eyes were cloudy, and he was wearing an old short shirt, which couldn't stop the pinholes and sores on his arms.

"Yes, big brother Lin."

Guitouxiao said flatteringly.

He used to be an upright businessman who ran a handicraft workshop in the Walled City. He couldn't resist the temptation and fell into the circle of Taoist friends. The workshop and property were all sold out. Picking up customers at Zhaizhan Street, and then another day, my wife lay naked on Walled City Street, covered with rats, and died of an overdose.

But he refused to even pay someone to carry his wife's body, and sold his wife to a mainlander for a ghost marriage.

This kind of person who chases the dragon until his family is ruined and has no sense of morality is the most looked down upon in the walled city. Even the horse boy who sells goods thinks he is a joke.

However, he also admits that he is a happy woman. When he was the poorest, he licked Fenhuolin's leather shoes clean, just begging Fenhuolin to give him a bite.

At that time, Fanhuo Lin did what he said, and really rewarded him, Guitouxiao was grateful and treated him like a second-born parent.

At this moment, Fenhuolin stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and said aloud, "Where's the money?"

"Here, here." Guitou Xiao hurriedly opened his pocket, took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars, counted them in a hurry, and quickly stuffed them into Fanhuolin's hands: "You count, big brother Lin, as much as it is worth."

"Eh? Ah Xiao, have you been robbing recently?" Fanhuolin took the Hong Kong dollars and roughly doubled them. There are at least a few thousand yuan, and you can buy a small bag.

This sum of money is the largest that Ah Xiao has spent in the past few years.

Fenhuolin put his hand into his pocket, covered a small package, and asked aloud, "Ah Xiao, you won't sell your daughter, will you?"

"Damn, Brother Lin, what are you talking about, that little bastard has already been sold." Guitouxiao put on a grim smile, and cursed angrily, "She's as coquettish as her mother, and she fucked men outside when she was in elementary school."

When a fellow Taoist becomes addicted, he imagines that he will do all kinds of weird and inhumane things, such as treating his daughter as a horse, memory loss, and animal behavior.

"Huh?" Fenhuolin stood up suspiciously, looked down at him, and asked, "Did you go to rob?"

"No, hehe, how can I go back and rob." Guitouxiao rubbed his palms together, trembling all over, swallowing his saliva and pleading: "Brother Dalin, Brother Dalin, hurry up and give me the money, give me the goods... "

A few fellow Taoists who had just finished having a good time walked out of the bathroom, passed by the door of the bathroom and looked at Guitou Xiao, with resentful expressions on their faces.

Fanhuo Lin put his hands in his pockets, holding a package of goods and said, "I'm out of goods, come with me."

"Hurry up, hurry up, Brother Dalin." Guitouxiao hurriedly chased him, followed Fenhuolin out of the public toilet, and entered a house.

Fenhuolin winked at Ma Zai who was guarding the house, and Ma Zai got up and went forward to lock the house tightly.

After a while, Gui Laoxiao had his hands tied and knelt on the ground, looking at a bag of powder, with snot and tears, begging to tell the whole story.

"Fuck you, you're quick to speak, this package is a reward for you, shit, I'll call you a die-hard fan, you can make money if you explain it, there must be something wrong with it!" The goods were disassembled and thrown on the ground. Gui Laoxiao immediately rushed forward like a dog, pouncing his nose on the ground, and constantly raised the tip of his nose.

There are no business rules in the Walled City, it is purely a world where people eat people and ghosts eat ghosts, and because of this, the people who hang around here are cockroaches.

……

"Chairman, my brothers have received rumors that someone is distributing a batch of counterfeit banknotes recently, and many bad guys in the Walled City took the opportunity to grab a batch."

West Street.

In a quaint old wooden building,
Kowloon Walled City Martial Arts and Boxing Club Management Office.

Peng Yuan strode across the floor, walked around a screen, stood in front of a mahogany tea table, and clasped his fists.

Tang Tingwei sat alone in front of the tea table, picked up a cup of hot tea with one hand, raised his eyes and glanced at the burly disciple who walked like a dragon and a tiger.

"I've also heard about this matter, A Yuan, what do you think of the counterfeit banknote business?"

Peng Yuan's expression was calm, as if he had thought about it long ago, and said in a deep thought: "Master, counterfeit banknotes must be a huge profit. The key point is that these US dollar banknotes are exquisitely crafted. They can be faked in the market, and those bad guys can make money with it. , how could we not make money?"

"The key is how to connect with the big sellers behind it."

"Yeah." Tang Tingwei took a sip of the hot tea soup, sipped it in his mouth, and slowly poured it into his throat.

"You should come forward and contact the people behind to see if there is a chance to find them to come out and talk."

"By the way, remember to clean up the small advertisements posted in the Walled City. Presumably, they are also in a hurry to bulk goods recently."

"Yes."

"Master."

Peng Yuan clasped his fists in a respectful salute, bent down and slowly exited the hall.

Peng Yuan discovered a source of income by accident, and he came to report to the big boss according to the rules. No matter what thoughts he had in his mind, he could only follow the big boss's orders. Moreover, the site of Kowloon City Walled West Street belonged to the Martial Arts Association, and everything happened in the West Street. As far as the street is concerned, whatever the martial arts will say counts.

West Street is the largest entrance and exit of the Walled City to the outside world, and it is also the most prosperous and densely populated street in the Kowloon Walled City. It is in line with the law for the boss who tries to bulk goods in the Walled City to post advertisements on West Street.

Of course, when it comes to an industry that is not well understood, every step will be very risky.

Tang Tingwei knew the truth of this well, so he only sent out leading horses to explore the way, and if the counterfeit banknote business can be done, it may be able to solve the urgent need, get rid of the internal factions of the Wushu Association, lay down the Daxing Club, polish the brand, and become bigger and stronger!
"This way of making money."

"The water is very deep."

Tang Tingwei held the teacup with his fingers, his expression was cloudy and cloudy, and his eyes were rebellious.

If it wasn't for the fact that the bad boys below have already successfully bought counterfeit banknotes and successfully spent them, he would never have believed that there was a sudden fortune in front of him. , that guy Yoon Ryong writes really good novels.

Now, since the US dollar bills are indeed of excellent quality, and the boss behind them is eager to sell them, no matter whether there is a pit or not, you must go there.

Jianghu, step into it to know how deep it is.

He wants to regain his prestige, polish his brand, and become a respected and powerful senior in the Jianghu. He must never be slapped in the face by the juniors in the Jianghu again!

Absolutely not!

……

"Hey?"

"Bingo."

"Ok!"

In Central, at the entrance of a mall, Zhang Guobin walked into the mall with Zhu Baoyi on his arm.

Zhu Baoyi was wearing a camel gauze hat, a camel windbreaker with leather boots, and the recently fashionable pearl earrings on his ears. He looked at the shops with excited eyes, and was very interested in the dazzling array of small shops in the shops.

She is now one of the leading actresses in the film industry, and is known as the princess of DreamWorks. All the movies she starred in were hits, and all of them have a pure image of a female lead.

The title of Sister Immortal has fascinated countless boys, so they have to keep a low profile when going out.

I'm not afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi, as long as the paparazzi are brave enough, Kowloon can be reclaimed. The key is that movie fans are enthusiastic about it, so it's not good if it makes shopping unhappy.

Zhang Guobin was pulled by her arm and took two small steps forward, holding the mobile phone, and heard Dongguan Miao talking on the phone: "The people in the walled city have taken the bait."

"There was a phone call, wanting to buy counterfeit banknotes in large quantities."

"Oh, it seems that Lei Gong's character is still not good." Zhang Guobin murmured softly.

The streets are crowded and noisy.

Several brothers, wearing suits and carrying shopping bags, followed behind.

Dongguan Miao asked, "Boss, what are you talking about?"

"It's okay." Zhang Guobin said with a smile: "Since someone wants to sell, let's sell to her first, put pressure on them in the first step, and then follow the plan."

"Yes, boss." Dongguan Miao said out loud.

"Pa-ta." Zhang Guobin hung up the phone and walked into a jewelry store. Jewelry is always the most popular with girls.

Before the counterfeit banknote factory shut down, Zhang Guobin withheld a batch of goods in his hands. The amount was not much, just over [-] million US dollars, and he released a few hundred thousand. The main scope was chosen in the Kowloon Walled City, which immediately attracted Tang Tingwei's attention. However, Tang Tingwei didn't care about the risk at all. When he saw the bait, he wanted to pounce on it and eat it. It can be seen that Tang Tingwei is still ambitious.

An ambitious guy like this must keep his grudges firmly in mind. It's better to be a good citizen and let the police take him away.

……

"Any news from Singapore recently?"

Interpol.

Huang Zhiming approached Ouyang Wei and asked.

Ouyang Wei raised his cuffs, adjusted his watch, and shook his head helplessly: "No."

"My informant has a little news."

Huang Zhiming narrowed his eyes, his words were startling.

Ouyang Wei frowned, and said aloud: "Sir Huang, a company in Singapore, can I get news from Xiangjiang?"

"Don't forget, the earliest clue was found in Xiangjiang, otherwise, the serious crime team would not have transferred the case to O Ji." Huang Zhiming said with a bright look.

"you!"

Ouyang Wei's words froze.

It was a very correct decision for the police to transfer the case to O's Office and ask O's Office to use community information to follow up in a targeted manner.

Hundreds of thousands of U.S. dollars were quietly distributed in the market and circulated for ten days and a half months. It was difficult to attract the attention of the banks and the financial system, but O Ji learned that a batch of U.S. dollars had appeared through an informant in the Walled City.

"The technicians have compared it. The counterfeit technology is exactly the same, and the electric board style is exactly the same, but it is a brand-new dollar bill with a different number that has never appeared on the market." Huang Zhiming opened the wallet slowly, and took out a dollar bill between his fingers. , showing: "Ou sir, get ready to act."

"clear."

Ouyang Wei nodded.

Zhang Guobin took Zhu Baoyi to go shopping together, and the two of them didn't have much time to go out on the street, and they were all things that A Bao liked.

He didn't say anything else, just swept everything!
Dongguan Miao put a phone in the hands of the trusted backbone "Target Boy", pouted at him, and said aloud, "My subordinate Brother Bin values ​​you the most, and I will leave this matter to you."

(End of this chapter)