Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 24
Lin Huaile knows the pain of raising horses. After all, he is now a boss of more than a dozen people and needs to find a way for them to make money.

While they were chatting, the boss brought out milk tea and pineapple buns.

The sky and the earth are big, not as big as the belly.

Grabbing the pineapple buns on the plate, Lin Huaile was just about to eat, when he suddenly thought that his younger brothers should have not eaten yet, so he said to the boss, "Ask them what they want to eat, and I will pay for it later!".

The boss nodded with a smile, then took the menu and asked each one what to eat.

"Being more and more like a boss!"

"Your old bean and I, who are also your age, go out to fight the world with godfather."

"In the blink of an eye, you're going to be in your early years. It's going so fast!"

Yuan Bao was smoking a cigarette, watching Lin Huaile concentrate on dealing with the pineapple buns, and said with emotion.

I don't know how to answer these words, Lin Huaile can only pretend not to hear, and continue to deal with the pineapple buns in his hand.

In this harmonious atmosphere, the door of the tea restaurant was pushed open, and several men with gauze-wrapped heads walked in.

"Here, I am here!"

Yuan Bao looked up and found that the person who came was exactly what he wanted to see, so he greeted him warmly.

The person who came was not a stranger, but the champion of Coke, an official who had been there for many days.

Lin Huaile had never met Guan Zisen, and even if he had, he didn't remember it.

But he didn't know him. Changmao was familiar, and he knew all the famous red sticks in Tsuen Wan.

Therefore, as soon as Guan Zisen entered the door, Chang Mao recognized him.

Lin Huaile saw Changmao's sluggish expression and knew the identity of the visitor was unusual.

"Brother Yuan Bao, don't take offense if you're late!"

Guan Zisen pulled a chair and sat on it, apologetic.

"No rush, no rush!"

"Who doesn't know now, you, Brother Sen, are a big name, more popular than Dillon, if you can come here, you will give me a lot of face!"

Yuan Bao pushed a cup of milk tea over and asked Guan Zisen to moisten his throat first.

Guan Zisen took the milk tea, thanked him, and then fixed his eyes on Lin Huaile, wondering why he was here.

"Brother Long's son A Le, Brother Sen should be no stranger."

"Since Brother Sen is willing to come over, he must have figured it out. As long as you give me something, you will take the money immediately!" After Yuan Bao finished speaking, he patted the leather bag he was carrying.

Guan Zisen's condition was not good, with injuries on his body, he was silent for a while, then took out a black account book from his pocket and put it on the dining table.

The reason why Yuan Bao came to Tsuen Wan in such a hurry was probably because of this ledger.

Lin Huaile glanced at it, thinking about what was in it.

Coke's position in Tsuen Wan is a white paper fan, which is recorded in the roster of Hexinghe.

The main job of the white paper fan is to help Dadi collect money and settle accounts, and give the number to the prefix.

Therefore, this should be the core account book in Tsuen Wan, which records how many businesses there are at the beginning.

If you let the police get it, you can follow the vine and arrest the whole Tsuen Wan and put it in a bitter kiln to practice.

Yuan Bao put the leather bag in the middle of the dining table, then picked up the ledger, flipped through the two sheets carefully, and put it in his pocket.

"Brother Sen, let's settle the property, and I won't keep you."

After getting the items, Yuan Bao immediately issued an order to drive away Guan Zisen.

Don't look at Yuan Bao who is smiling all day long and only knows how to punch and practice, but he is not a fool.

In fact, Guan Zisen has a better chance than him to become the spokesperson of Tsuen Wan and become the new big bottom of He Xinghe.

He is the leader of Coke. After Ssangyong Lin and Coke were abolished by Taro Biao, he was the only leader of Hexinghe in Tsuen Wan.

Just make a phone call to Tuodi, ask for the help of the prefix, and then organize the horses under him. Other prefixes will not be able to enter Tsuen Wan, let alone plant a flag.

After stabilizing the situation, I took someone to bask with Taro Biao a few times. After the scene passed, none of the uncles would say anything, and the position was secured.

But Guan Zisen didn't play his cards according to common sense, or in other words, his prestige and strength couldn't overwhelm other red sticks at all.

As a result, Wo Hing Wo had no leader in Tsuen Wan, allowing other prefixes to take advantage.

"Brother Yuanbao, I still have many brothers under my command, I want to be with you!"

Guan Zisen pushed the purse back without moving his buttocks.

Over the file!

There are good and bad prefixes, if you are not happy, you can pass the time.

But someone needs to pick up the pass, and you have to clean up your body, starting from the bottom four or nine.

Of course, it wouldn't be that troublesome if you passed through the same door.

The bags are bulging, at least 10,000+, which is the price of taking in a bereaved dog.

Yuan Bao looked at Guan Zisen coldly, weighing whether he should be accepted.

Shuanglonglin took down Tsuen Wan and turned it into a uniform. For at least three or four years, Guanzisen has been following him.

This kind of local snake who is familiar with the territory will have miraculous effects at critical moments.

"Since Ah Sen wants to continue hanging around in Tsuen Wan, I can't drive him away."

Someone is willing to sacrifice his life for himself, Yuan Bao naturally readily accepts it, and reaches out to take the purse back.

"A Sen, how many people do you have now?" Yuan Bao continued to ask.

From Senge to Asen, not only the name has changed, but the affiliation has also changed.

Before the end of the game, Yuan Bao was a red stick, and Guan Zisen was also a red stick. On the surface, their status was equal.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Guan Zisen understood his situation, so he told the truth: "There are more than 20 people in April 100th, Dazai and Guyezai, and more than [-] people. Because the gambling stalls and stables are closed, they are all unemployed at home!".

Gambling stalls and stables are the biggest source of income.

Because of the recent strict control of the powder stalls, it has little impact.

Although Tsuen Wan is not a prosperous place, there are many factory owners, KTV, nightclubs, and bars.

If you have money, you need to spend it. This is the most obvious economic truth.

"The bath bone yard will start work first, and inform the mothers to come and see me tonight."

Other prefixes did not enter Tsuen Wan with much fanfare. He Xinghe is not a sunset club, and anyone dares to join it.

Restoring order first, if you can get some blood back, you should get back some blood first, so as not to have enough money in your hand when you are drying the horse.

Guan Zisen nodded, that means he understood.

Smooth sailing.

Yuan Bao got the bill as he wished, and brought a local snake like Guan Zisen under his banner, killing two birds with one stone.

But flowers are not as popular as a hundred days, and people are not as happy as a thousand days.

Yuan Bao hadn't been complacent for a few minutes, and two younger brothers ran in outside the door, and said in a panic: "Boss, Xinji is here to plant the flag!".

Yuan Bao's eyes turned cold, he picked up the cigarette on the table, lit one, patted Lin Huaile who was watching the play, and said with a smile, "I'll show you the big scene today."

"Boys, start working!".

With Yuan Bao's order, everyone in the tea restaurant stood up one after another and started walking towards the door, preparing to meet new people.

Lin Huaile ate the pineapple buns in two or three bites, took another sip of pearl milk tea, swallowed the food, took out a few hundred yuan bills, threw them on the table, waved to his hands, and took the lead to go out.

(End of this chapter)