1928: The Rise of Giants

Chapter 282 Boss Huo, you have decided to wear this hat.
"boom!"

The metal rod hit the man's face hard, and the blood splattered all over the floor like blooming flowers.

"Where are the cigarettes? I asked you where did those cigarettes go?!"

"boom!"

Another blow to the head.

The man curled up into a shrimp, lay on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and was almost delirious.

"Damn it! 2000 boxes, 2000 boxes of cigarettes, how could you lose it? You can't beat a group of water bandits with shotguns?"

Zhang Wanlin roared angrily while beating the man violently with the metal rod in his hand until he was unconscious. He was dragged out like a dead dog, and then he sat down with a heavy breath.

He took a sip of tea, looked at Huo Tianhong who was sitting in front of him with a very bad expression, and asked: "Brother, what should we do now? Song Ziwen gave us an ultimatum. If we don't get those 2000 boxes of cigarettes back, we will pay with our lives." .”

"Have you received any reply from the people sent to Taihu?" Huo Tianhong asked calmly with a livid face, "In the gang, you are usually in charge of dispatching, but now that the third brother is gone, his people are also under your control. There are hundreds of people. How about you?" Can’t you deal with a group of water bandits?”

"Brother, the leader of the Taihu water bandits, Wei Laosan, Pan Stutterer and other birdies all have backers, so they may not necessarily give us the Qing Gang face."

Zhang Wanlin was sweating profusely, and was interrupted by Huo Tianhong mid-sentence.

"I asked you if you replied?"

"No, I haven't replied yet," Zhang Wanlin said in a low voice.

"Second brother. Do you know how much I asked Ye's joint venture bank to borrow?" Huo Tianhong slowly closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, his voice was trembling, "Including the properties sold, 800 million in total, 800 million. . If the money is not paid, our Yongxing will belong to Ye Luo."

"Brother! It's only 800 million. You should be able to get it together if you put it together." Zhang Wanlin's face changed greatly when he heard this, "You have 60% of Yongxing's shares. That little red guy has already bought 15% of Lao San's Let's go, and if you add these, the little I have is not enough for him to fill the gap between his teeth."

"Gather together? How to gather together? 2000 boxes of cigarettes, a total cost of 3100 million oceans, all paid by our Yongxing company! Let alone raising money, now the brothers can hardly pay their monthly salary."

Huo Tianhong sneered,
"Did you, my second brother, hide some private money?"

"No, no, brother, do you think I am someone who knows how to hide money?" Zhang Wanlin waved his hands quickly, his eyes evasive.

Huo Tianhong knew that this guy was dishonest and there must be some money left in his hand, but so what?
Since Lu Yusheng's death, the two brothers have long been inseparable. If Yongxing Company hadn't been facing a huge crisis now, Zhang Wanlin might have started to blame him.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll be alone for a while." Huo Tianhong waved his hand, and Zhang Wanlin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately left the Huo Mansion.

The man who looked like a dead dog on the ground was packed into a sandbag and will sink into the Huangpu River tonight and flow into the sea together with the sand.

"Where is Lu Lanchun?" Huo Tianhong, who was full of anger, asked the boy next to him, thinking of his lover who was 30 years younger than him.

"Madam went to play mahjong." The younger brother replied.

"Playing mahjong? Do you still have time to play mahjong at this time? Where did you go? Take me there!"

Huo Tianhong wanted to vent his anger, but Lu Lanchun was not there. His fat body stood up suddenly and called his younger brother to drive him there.

Lu Lanchun went to the home of Xue Baolun, a wealthy paint merchant in Shanghai.

Xue Baolun was also considered the number one figure in the French Concession. In the early years, he did business with the Bei family in Suzhou. Later, he made a lot of money like the Bei family by relying on the paint left by the Germans.

Three years ago, the Bei family withdrew from the paint industry. Xue Baolun took the opportunity to acquire a large number of paint vendors' shops and goods, and gradually became the most famous paint dealer in Shanghai-Nanjing area.

Xue Baolun started from scratch, and his family fortune has exceeded one million in these years. However, because of his status as a foreigner and his lack of support in Shanghai's military and political circles, he has always been outside the real upper-class circles of Shanghai.

After Ye Luo gained momentum, Xue Baolun decisively approached his old club Beijia, spent a lot of money to build a golden lion, and entrusted someone to give it to little Aqiao, thereby gaining connections with the Ye family.

However, the French Concession is still ruled by the Yongxing Company, and Xue Baolun is still ostensibly subordinate to the three tycoons. Therefore, a group of his concubines have a very good relationship with the wives and concubines of the three tycoons, and they often make appointments to play mahjong together.

The car stopped at the gate of Xue Mansion.

The servant in front of the door recognized Mr. Huo's car at a glance and ran into the inner hall to inform him.

Now the Xue family is in chaos.When Huo Tianhong saw that there was no one outside the door, and there was no notification from the manager, he became suspicious, so he called someone and broke into the Xue Mansion.

"Oh, Mr. Huo, why are you here?" One of Xue Baolun's concubines came forward with a smile on her face, but was pushed away by Huo Tianhong.

"Start! Are you playing mahjong?" Huo Tianhong glanced at the empty mahjong table in the hall, then looked at the second floor, where several sneaky figures flashed past.

He pushed aside several servants of the Xue family and angrily went up to the second floor.

Lu Lanchun was nowhere to be found.

This so-called playing mahjong is definitely a pretense.

Huo Tianhong was worried that Lu Lanchun was smoking cigarettes with some unscrupulous women. He was in this business himself and knew the dangers of cigarettes.

After only taking a few steps, the housekeeper came to stop him.

If you don't let him go, the more he will go.

Several gangsters from the Qing Gang opened all the doors. Huo Tianhong was so angry that he kicked open the doors of one room after another, and finally saw his beloved woman in the innermost room.

A fair-skinned man's body gasped and pressed against Lu Lanchun's snow-white body.

"Xiao Lanzi, isn't she beautiful?"

"It's so beautiful."

boom!
The wooden door was banged loudly by Huo Tianhong's fist.

The young man who cuckolded the first tycoon of Shanghai Bund Yongxing Company was named Xue Heng. He was Xue Baolun's second son. He had just returned from studying abroad. He was young, rich and handsome, and was deeply loved by ladies.

I don't know when he and Lu Lanchun got together.

"Old, Master!" Lu Lanchun was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Xue Heng was also without a master, and was directly arrested by a few gangsters from the Qing Gang like a chicken.

"Damn little Chi, tie me up and beat him half to death, then throw him directly into the Huangpu River to feed the fish!"

Huo Tianhong was so angry that his voice was trembling.

Although they were in Xue's mansion, those gangsters from the Youth Gang were not afraid. They tied Xue Heng tightly, punched and kicked him until he kept begging for mercy and his head was covered with blood.

Xue Baolun, who rushed home after hearing the news, heard his son's screams. He quickly stopped and did not go upstairs. Instead, he ran to the phone room as quickly as possible and made a call.

"Quick, quick, quick, find the second young master!"

He felt bright in his heart. Now the only person in Shanghai who can control Huo Tianhong is Ye Luo!
At the same time, Taihu Lake, a certain mountain.

Wu Shikui watched the smoke being transported away one after another, his heart pounding.

The second young master asked him to help with something, so of course he hijacked Fan's transport convoy without saying anything.

The second young master gave the person, the gun, and the money. Wu Shikui and others were happy. It was not until the robbery was completed that they discovered that they had stabbed a big basket.

What kind of textiles are there? They are obviously 2000 boxes of cigarettes!
If it was 200 boxes, then Wu Shikui would risk it and go north to sell the stolen goods.

But for 2000 boxes, it’s not a matter of money.

Such a lot of stuff is 100% related to the big shot he can't afford to offend at all.

Even if the brothers dare to swallow these big cigarettes, they still have to sell them and exchange them for money, and they still have to spend the money.

He looked at the woman standing in the wind with a slightly bulging belly. After she came, everyone in the Ye family obeyed her words and obeyed her orders. Their actions were stronger than the army!

(End of this chapter)