Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 174 0174 [Insufficient success, more than failure]

"Master Yan, this way!"

Du Yongxiao opened the car window, stood outside the police station and shouted at Yan Xiong.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the cold wind is bleak, Yan Xiong is wearing a dirty suit, wearing a crumpled top hat, standing on the side of the road with a stubble on his face, when he sees Du Yongxiao calling him, he is first taken aback, grits his teeth, and walks over .

Yan Xiong glanced at Du Yongxiao and snorted.

"Get in the car first, Chinese New Year is coming soon, you can't get a taxi here!" Du Yongxiao said.

Yan Xiong snorted again, then opened the car door and got in the car.

Zhuang Dingxian was driving in the driver's seat, and the co-pilot was sitting on a big head.

"Why did you help me?" Yan Xiong asked.

"Why can't I help you?" Du Yongxiao asked back.

Yan Xiong took a deep look at Du Yongxiao, "You are not a good person, since you are willing to help me, you must be doing something good."

"Praise, Grandpa Yan still understands me."

"what have you done?"

"Nothing to do, just make money."

"You blackmailed my family? You are still not human, my mother is 70 years old!" Yan Xiong was excited and grabbed Du Yongxiao's lapel.

"What about you, did you consider other people's mothers when you threatened others? Other people's young children?"

Yan Xiong stopped talking.

"I remember well. I just started working with you. In the first case I took over, the client was clearly beaten into a trick, but you asked him to cover the money and get enough money. Then you turned around and blackmailed the other party's family. Let you do all the good and bad guys. Black money is white." Let you earn all the money... You taught me that earning money is more important than heaven!"

Yan Xiong let go of his hand, his eyes dimmed.

Du Yongxiao tidied up his clothes, "You said you never believed in retribution, and neither did I. I only believe in the justice of God."

The car is driving on the road.

A few children were carrying the firecrackers and setting off the cannons.

Women hold newly purchased fabrics and prepare to make clothes.

The men puffed out their chests, looking like the heads of the family.

"Okay, even if it's retribution, how much did you get this time?" Yan Xiong gritted his teeth.

"You still ask your mother this question, I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"Du Yongxiao, you—"

"Don't be angry, it hurts your liver." Du Yongxiao said, "Especially now that Chinese New Year is approaching, it's not easy for me to get you out on New Year's Eve. Master Yan, you must take care of yourself."

Yan Xiong clutched his chest, feeling his liver hurt.

……

There are many pedestrians on the road,

The vehicle is not moving fast.

almost half an hour--
The car came to Yan Xiong's house.

At the door, Mrs. Yan had been waiting for a long time with the support of the first lady and the second lady.

Chunxi and the others followed behind, waiting eagerly.

The car screeched to a stop.

Yan Xiong opened the door and got out of the car.

"Master is back!"

"Son!"

The old lady stepped forward tremblingly on crutches, almost crying.

Yan Xiong immediately knelt down in front of the old lady, "My son is not filial!"

"Just come back! Just come back!"

Du Yongxiao also got out of the car, walked up to the old lady, and saluted: "Hello, old lady, my name is Du Yongxiao, and I am a disciple of Lord Yan. I didn't expect to meet like this today. I don't want to say anything else. I wish you an early year." !"

Du Yongxiao clasped his fists and wished New Year greetings.

The old lady hurriedly said: "You're welcome! You're really polite! Thank you, Ah Xiao, right, thank you for saving our Xiongxiong."

Yan Xiong's nickname is "Xiong Xiong", and only the old lady dares to call him that.

Du Yongxiao smiled, saw that Yan Xiong was staring at him with murderous eyes, pretended not to see, talked to the old lady again, exchanged greetings with Yan Xiong's eldest wife and others, then got in the car and left.

"This Ah Xiao looks very handsome, and he speaks politely. He looks like a good person—" said the old lady.

"Yeah, just as he got out of the car, I thought it was some Shaw Brothers star." The lady said.

"Not only is he handsome, but he is also gentle and polite!" said the second lady.

When Yan Xiong heard this, he rolled his eyes angrily, "Mom, stop talking, I'm so hungry!"

"Oh oh oh, our Xiongxiong is hungry——Boss, hurry up and cook! Second child, take him to take a bath, third child, bring new clothes here! It’s been a few days since we saw each other, our Xiongxiong Xiong has lost a lot of weight!" The old lady said distressedly while touching Yan Xiong's big belly.

Ladies get ready.

Yan Xiong accompanied the old lady into the house, and only then did he have the opportunity to ask: "Mom, how much did it cost to rescue me this time?"

The old lady sighed: "Money is something outside of the body. If you don't bring it with you when you are born, you won't take it with you when you die."

The eldest lady said aside: "Lai Pihua told Huo Qilin that this Ah Xiao is your apprentice, so he won't be too greedy."

"Yes, as long as you give him money, he will definitely rescue you!"

"Master, you come out now, we really want to thank Mr. Du."

Yan Xiong almost blocked his ears, "I'll ask again, how much did it cost?"

"Not much, just 1000 million!"

thump!
Yan Xiong fell down.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"The master is hungry and fainted!"

"Save the master!"

……

Today is New Year's Eve.

It is rare for Du Yongxiao to go home early.

When I came to the entrance of the corridor, I saw my father Du Dapao leaning against the wall, with his hair combed brightly, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, posing in a melancholy pose of Tony Leung, the cigarette butt flickering on and off.

Datouwen and Zhuang Dingxian escorted Du Yongxiao back, seeing this, they looked at each other.

Du Yongxiao stepped forward: "Dad, why are you waiting for me here?"

Du Dapao nodded, "Well, do you have any money?"

"A little."

"take it out."

Du Yongxiao took out his wallet and took out three thousand Hong Kong dollars.

Du Dapao took it, "I owe you first." He took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket, took two, stuffed 200 yuan in each red envelope, and then said to Datouwen and Zhuang Dingxian: "Wenzai, Xianzai, come here! "

"Uncle Pao, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, I will send you a red envelope!"

"Ah, thank you Uncle Pao!"

"Uncle Pao is too polite!"

The two received the red envelope with joy on their faces.

Du Dapao looked like an elder, "I have time to eat!"

"Okay, Uncle Pao!"

"I wish Uncle Pao good health and all the best!"

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, you all want to reunite, go home first!"

"Okay, Uncle Pao!"

The two greeted Du Yongxiao again, and left after seeing that Du Yongxiao had nothing else to say.

"Go upstairs, your mother is cooking, cooking dumplings." Du Dapao said.

Du Yongxiao followed him upstairs.

"A Xiao, to be honest, do you think Dad and I are useless?"

"No!"

"If there is nothing, there is. I can still hear the pros and cons."

"Dad, you think too much."

"I didn't think much about it." Du Dapao said, "I was cheated when I played cards, and I was cheated when I started a factory. I didn't succeed enough, but I failed."

"Dad, with me here, I can support the family."

"But I'm also a man!" Du Dapao said, "So I decided to continue to open the factory!"

Du Yongxiao glanced at his father, "Okay, I support you!"

"Eh?" Du Dapao was stunned for a moment, "I thought you would refuse?"

Du Yongxiao hugged Du Dapao's shoulders: "Everyone is a man! You know everything."

Du Dapao grinned: "You know, I'm going to join the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce in a few days!"

(End of this chapter)