Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 4 Brotherly Loyalty
Qilin was standing in front of the window, teasing the fat cat in his hand, while watching the passing cars downstairs.

After a week of being an in charge, he finally sorted out the account books and rosters that his previous incumbent had handed over to him.

The thought of the ledger made him angry.

Leng Lao, that is, when he took office, he left ten yuan in the account book for one rotten sweet potato, and someone spread the word that it was specially left for him to drink a bowl of wings.

Hexinghe has tens of thousands of stables, community cigarette stalls, gambling stalls, and hundreds of stables, with tens of millions of monthly payments.

Excluding the salaries, insurance premiums, settlement expenses, and money invested in legitimate businesses of the younger brothers, this guy has been greedy for at least tens of millions.

But come out to hang out, that's not for money.

This guy Leng has a bit of conscience. The year before last Futuhe resigned from office, and the money was not kept. Instead, he raised a large sum of money in the name of the association.

Futuhe's new restaurant was directly sent to the hospital from Tuodi angrily, and it took a year to pay off the debt.

Feeling sullen in his heart, he stroked Fat Mao's hand and gradually increased his strength. Feeling uncomfortable, Fat Mao grunted a few times in dissatisfaction.

The red stick who is in charge of protecting the hall sits behind the screen next to the stairs, always paying attention to the movement downstairs.

"Brother Wen, Amei and Ale are here."

Wearing a green shirt and waving a folding fan, Master Bai walked up to Qilin's side and reported in a low voice.

"Come here when you come, do you want me, an old man, to go downstairs to pick them up?"

Although Qilin said he didn't care, the hand stroking Fat Mao was hanging in the air, hesitating and not letting it go.

"Brother Wen."

"I'm a little dissatisfied with Dalin's matter."

"Even the uncles and uncles above are talking about it, saying that the society is becoming more and more silent."

"He said that if he left it in the past, he would have called back long ago."

"The Golden Tooth Leopard also let it out, saying that he wanted to avenge Dalin, which is justified, after all, he is Dalin's Qiye."

"Xin Ji vacated a street in Central, and it can collect millions of dollars a year, but everyone looked at it from top to bottom. There are a lot of four, two, six in the club, and anyone who distributes it will offend the other party."

"There are still ten days until the time to hand in the numbers. This is the first time you manage the accounts, Brother Wen. I'm afraid."

Master Bai, as the palm of the club and the white paper fan, listens to the six directions and sees all directions is the basic operation.

His duty is to assist the sitting hall and manage the club well.

Recently, there have been a lot of gossip in the club, and they are secretly fanned by competitors, just wanting to see Qilin's excitement.

"I lost it! These old bastards are the ones who say they can't fight. They say that fighting is not good for business."

"I did, and now these people are complaining about the association's weak behavior."

"Fuck their mother!"

Qilin threw the fat cat in his hand to the window sill and cursed angrily.

"Brother Wen, I also don't feel right about Dalin's matter. You just became a sitter, and after the first shot, you misfired."

Master Bai hesitated for a moment, and said what was on his mind.

Hearing this, Qilin was thoughtful, but did not answer, but continued to look at the pedestrians on the street outside the window.

Lin Huaile followed Sister Mei, watching her graceful curves and round buttocks, and walked to the third floor together.

Logically speaking, Lin Huaile was not qualified to go upstairs, but this time it was about his old man, so he made an exception.

High and low, and strict hierarchy are also a major feature of Hutchison.

"Amei is here, sit down!"

When Qilin heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he turned his head and saw Amei walking up, and said happily.

"Grandpa!"

"Master Bai!"

"Grandpa!"

"Master Bai!"

Although Lin Huaile was depressed, he still did not forget the etiquette that should be known. After saying hello, he stood obediently behind Sister Mei, lowered his head, did not speak, and waited for the boss to speak.

Qilin, who was sitting on the main seat, became furious when he saw Lin Huaile's look of wimp.

The first hero of Ssangyong Lin, how to raise such a bad cub.

He is fair and clean, with slender arms and legs. At first glance, he is not destined to be a beating boy. Being a son-in-law (pulling a girl into the water) and a groom can be employed immediately, adding luster to Xinghe.

"I've talked with Xinji's Ten Young Masters, and it's because of Taro Biao's fault."

"The ten young masters are willing to pay 100 million yuan to set up a table of wine for business, so let's forget about your old man's affairs!"

Seeing Qilin sitting in the main seat, Bai Ye just drank tea without making a sound, and scolded the old fox in his heart, it seems that this bad guy has to be himself.

"Master Bai, my old man went there for the club, now he has to disappear for no apparent reason!"

Although Lin Huaile had already known about Lao Ding's decision from Sister Mei's mouth in advance.

But he still gritted his teeth and said what he was thinking angrily.

The revenge of killing the father is never shared.

Such a big enmity, if he, Lin Huaile, bowed his head and admitted it like this, he wouldn't have to hang out in Hong Kong Island in the future.

Just He Xinghe's rotten boys can break his spine with their mouths.

"Street basher!"

Sister Mei cursed in her heart, if she knew she was in Red Rose, it would be a waste of saliva.

But she just cursed in her heart and didn't stop her.

If his old bean could bear the blood and deep hatred of his old bean, he would be a weak and useless young man, and there was no need for him to cultivate him in the future.

It's cool, just stay there.

Stay with the mahjong parlor given by the club, and wait for death for the rest of your life!
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be a bit stubborn."

"That's right, Shuang Linlong disappeared because of the association, and the territory of Tsuen Wan, his top horse and red stick were all folded inside."

"If you want revenge, yes, you have to do it yourself!"

"I just don't know if you are kind enough?"

Qilin threw the teacup in his hand onto the tea table and said with a sneer.

Isn't this bad boy useless, at least he dares to seek justice in front of him, so he doesn't know if he will have diarrhea when he works.

The reason why Qilin didn't want to take care of Ssangyong's affairs was because Ssangyong Lin had completely collapsed.

Most of the land was eaten up by people, and all the young horses ran away.

If you want to avenge him, you need to end it yourself.

Whether it's a horse or a real person PK, it needs money to support it.

In order to be a sitter, Qilin emptied his family, and if he hadn't given enough benefits, his uncles would not have agreed to him to sit there.

Shuang Linlong didn't help him for nothing, he also had [-]% of the gambling boats on the high seas.

Business is business, but I didn't expect that Shuang Linlong would be done by Taro Biao.

This kind of loss-making business would not be done even if Qilin was killed, even though Ssangyong Lin died because of him!
"Old top, my old man is your sworn brother."

"What do you want me to do? I really can't swallow this breath!"

This week, Lin Huaile also made up for the club's rules. He walked out from behind Sister Mei, knelt down in front of Qilin with a plop, and knocked his head on the ground.

No one spoke, only the sound of the wind and the honking of the car outside on the third floor.

The problem was pushed back to Qilin again.

It is better to bully a pulsatilla than a young man.

Qilin was fiddling with the rosary in his hand, while Bai Ye was holding his folding fan and tapping his palm rhythmically.

As for Lin Huaile's elder sister Mei, she was staring at the teacup in her hand, trying to see the flowers from inside.

Several people remained calm, as if none of them heard Lin Huaile's words.

"Okay, don't talk about me as an old man, I won't give you a chance, young master."

"If you want the association to support you, you have to come up with something yourself."

"The newcomer is going to make his debut, so I'm naturally happy to sit in the hall."

"To be a man, you have to rely on yourself."

"As long as you manage Taro Biao, no matter how big things happen, I will support you at the beginning!"

After a long time, Qilin smiled, stood up abruptly, and took three steps forward, looking at Lin Huaile who was kneeling on the ground with a pair of tiger eyes.

This is Lin Huaile's army, let's see if this bad boy dares to stand up.

If you dare not, just take the money obediently and go home to dawdle.

He can also announce to the outside world that he is this bad boy, timid and fearful, open-minded when he sees money, and has nothing to do with himself or the club.

The sufferer said forget it, could it be that he was still rushing forward foolishly.

This wishful thinking is to distinguish between the inside and the outside.

The direction of the matter is all in Lin Huaile's guess, the unicorn is really a glass ball in the oil pan, it is not slippery.

But Qilin is quite authentic and gave him a promise.

Instead of illusory hints, let him rush forward in a foolish way.

Without hesitation, Lin Huaile immediately raised his head, stared at Qilin's face, and said, "Grandpa, are you serious?".

"Naturally!"

"My Qilin speaks louder than thunder, so naturally I can't fake it."

"Besides, if you succeed in helping your old man get revenge, the business and hall that originally belonged to your old man will naturally belong to your name and continue to be managed by you."

"Baby, are you brave enough?"

Qilin looked at Lin Huaile, who was staring at him, and said something provocative.

"Grandpa, I'll take it!"

Lin Huaile knocked his head on the ground.

Seeing this, Qilin nodded in satisfaction, and then winked at Bai Ye who was watching the excitement.

Master Bai nodded, walked to the guard Red Stick beside the stairs, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Sister Mei sat on the chair, didn't speak, but watched the two old foxes acting.

As soon as Qilin became a sitter, the uncles who ran around for you were made to do it. In terms of emotion and reason, they should all gather their troops and start fighting with Xinji's horses.

You must know that Shuang Linlong lost his life in order to support Qilin.

Originally, Ma Kele, the leader of Shuanglonglin, should have come forward for revenge. Even if he couldn't kill Taro Biao, he could take advantage of the opportunity to plant a flag in Tuen Mun.

Although the hall in Tsuen Wan is half dead, there are still more than 200 beauties, and more than 300 grooms and sons-in-law.

But Coke is also a flamboyant person. He shows off his power in the boxing gym all day long, and brags to the outside world, saying that he is the red stick of Hexing and the most Barbie.

But as soon as he performed on stage, the three newly remembered old Sijiu were turned off!
Mud can't support the wall!

The entire Hexinghe Hall in Tsuen Wan didn't have a single red stick to support it, and all associations planted flags inside, and it was already a mess.

If the society is tough, Ma Tsai's business will be easy to do.

Tens of thousands of people in the community are waiting to start work and eat. If they lose their land, they will lose their business. Without the big water monkey, they will have food to eat.

The people below have no food to eat, so naturally they won't accept Qilin.

The sitting hall is the three evil seats, there is no red stick underneath, the straw sandals stand upright, and it is also used as a ball sitting in the hall.

He Xinghe is not sitting in the hall without being kicked out halfway.

(End of this chapter)