Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 293 Starting from today, you go out on foot

Since it is a competition, you cannot just focus on building relationships around you, but you also need to stir up the relationships around your competitors. They are like a mudslide that sweeps through, unreasonable, and there is no way to stop them.

Tai Kok Tsui.

In a teahouse, in front of the square table, Huo Niu and his master Su were sitting on the left, Lin Huaile and the plane were on the right, and in the middle was his uncle's generation.

The teapot placed in the middle was steaming out of its spout.

"Ale."

Huo Niu took the toothpick that was on the table and stuffed it into his mouth: "Wu Zhihui has become more and more powerful at this stall recently."

What he was talking about was that Wu Zhihui united with the club to eat some Yue Nang Gang. In a short period of time, the chicken bragging and fish head signs were spreading the word about Wu Zhihui's goodness, which also made many people choose to watch.

"It's just a temporary gain."

When Lin Huaile heard Wu Zhihui's name, his brows suddenly furrowed: "I'm going to throw myself on the street."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Niu: "What? You mentioned Wu Zhihui, do you also want to have anything to do with him?!"

Lin Huaile's tone was very bad and irritable. Wu Zhihui was now a big worry for him. He became angry when he recalled being at Guan Zisen's place.

"how is this possible."

Huo Niu quickly waved his hand and denied: "What is the relationship between the two of us, right? What qualifications does Wu Zhihui have?"

"I, Huo Niu, will definitely support you wholeheartedly, so you can rest assured. It'll be no problem."

Lin Huaile frowned and glanced at him, but didn't say anything more.

He wasn't worried about Huo Niu's attitude. The relationship between the two was not as good as it was on the first day or two. They took care of each other mainly because of their geographical location.

Jordan is in the hinterland of Helian Sheng, Tsim Sha Tsui is right in front, and the East Tsim Sha Tsui area is also eyeing it. It is very unstable.

Jordan was the first to bear the brunt, and Tai Kok Tsui was right behind him. If Lin Huaile fell, Huo Niu would suffer the next one, so the two of them had a somewhat inseparable relationship.

They are very close to each other on weekdays, and they will take care of each other immediately if anything happens, so their relationship has always been good.

Huo Niu is definitely not as good as Lin Huaile, so between the two of them, he is somewhat of a follower.

"It's good that you know. I, Lin Huaile, will not treat you badly."

Lin Huaile took the tea cup pushed over by Huo Niu and turned to look at Mao Tue: "Grandpa, I, Lin Huaile, rarely talk to others about anything. You know my character, Ah Le."

"But it's not me who says that Wu Zhihui is doing more and more too much and is becoming more and more unruly."

Today he called Mao Zhi over to discuss letting him take the lead in "impeaching" Wu Zhihui in front of his uncles.

Mao Zhen is the youngest among the uncles, but why are he looking for Mao Zhen? Because Mao Zhen is his ticket warehouse. He has interests in it after receiving the money, and the two parties have a stable relationship.

"I think dear grandpas, if you continue to sit back and do nothing, I think Wu Zhihui will become more and more unruly. If he is chosen as the talker, no one will be able to play in the future."

After Lin Huaile suffered a series of defeats, he finally couldn't help but resort to gossiping, hoping that these uncles would come forward to suppress Wu Zhihui.

"Ale."

Mao Tao picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea. He spit out the hot breath and said, "It's not that I won't help you, but that as you know, Wu Zhihui is indeed strong enough now, and I'm not good either."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Huaile reached out and took out an envelope from the inner pocket of his Burberry jacket, and threw it directly in front of Mao Tao: "Don't worry, grandpa's efforts will not be in vain."

Mao Tao looked at the envelope, pressed his palm on it to feel the thickness, and then smiled like a daisy on his old face: "However, Wu Zhihui is indeed getting more and more excessive now. It's time to talk about him."

"I will mention this matter next time I have tea with other uncles. Everyone should have a sense of crisis. Only by handing over people like you, A Le, can Liansheng develop better and better."

He shook the envelope, picked it up and put it directly into his pocket: "Don't worry, I will help you canvass votes."

Wealth can open the way, and money can make old ghosts grind.

After receiving the benefits from Lin Huaile, of course Mao Zedong would spare no effort. They were originally on the same front.

A few people chatted for a while, and after listening to the conversation, Mao Tao knew that he would have nothing to do next, so he stood up and left very wisely: "If you still have something to do, I'll leave first. Just wait for my good news, A Le." "

"Go slowly, grandpa, I won't send you away."

Lin Huaile glanced at Mao Tao's back and then looked at Huo Niu: "Huo Niu, I have something to talk to you about."

Huo Niu looked at Lin Huaile and nodded.

"Is such that."

Lin Huaile now has a very strong sense of crisis, so he must take care of his relationship now: "You know, Dahei has always been in the business of selling sugar, and the market size is only that big."

"He has a good relationship with me. He entered Jordan a long time ago and started selling sugar. The profits were pretty good, and I can share some of it. Now that the scale has matured, I thought you might as well let him in in Tai Kok Tsui."

"I have already made an agreement with Dahei. If you let him in, you will get more income. You will earn more than me, Lin Huaile. How about it?"

"Let him come in and sell candy?"

Huoniu frowned after listening to Lin Huaile's words: "This is not good, you know, my Dajiaozui"

"Add fifty cents more."

Lin Huaile tapped his finger on the table: "If you calculate it this way, you will get one and a half cents more for each pill than me, Lin Huaile. How about that? Is that sincerity enough?!"

"alright."

Seeing what Lin Huaile said, Huo Niu didn't refuse anymore: "Since you've opened your mouth, Ah Le, let him do it. We all need to help each other."

Just make money.

The situation in Tai Kok Tsui is a little better than that in Jordan, but the streets are often swept away, and gang fights are common. It is not so stable. Every extra point you can find is worth it, and you can make some money.

"Ah."

Lin Huaile responded with a strong nasal voice, but he didn't look very happy. It was Lin Huaile's helpless move to let Ohurai come in on Huoniu's territory.

Now, Wu Zhihui is pressing harder, and he must first stabilize the relationship around him before competing with him for other support.

Ohura Hei is not a fuel-efficient lamp. When negotiating with him, he deliberately lowered the share price. The transaction was full of meaning and his mercenary face was clearly displayed, but he, Lin Huaile, had no way to refuse.

Lin Huaile now told Huo Niu to give him an extra [-] cents, which was all subsidized out of his own pocket.

Not easy.

Just when Lin Huaile was in a trance, the voice of Mao Tao suddenly came from downstairs: "I told you to get lost!"

He and Huo Niu looked at each other, then frowned and scolded: "Huo Niu, what did you do? In your own territory, let others offend grandpa? Go to the street and get rid of him quickly!"

The tone of his words was really like scolding his own little brother.

"I'll beat you to the street."

Huo Niu stood up from his seat and leaned toward the window. He didn't forget to scold his subordinates: "What are you still doing? Go down and get rid of him. Who dares to cause trouble in my Huo Niu territory."

He can't help but lose face, which is a bit embarrassing.

staircase.

Ma Zai hurriedly ran up: "Boss, no... it's not good. Grandpa and Wu Zhihui are fighting."

"Okay. It seems to be Wu Zhihui."

Master Su touched the frame of his glasses, looked downstairs and said something.

He didn't need to say anything, Huo Niu had already seen it clearly.

Wu Zhihui's red Mercedes Benz was conspicuous downstairs, and Big D stood beside the car smoking a cigarette, looking arrogant.

"It's urgent to do something."

Wu Zhihui got out of the car and walked inside without looking at the angry Mao Tie: "You occupy two parking spaces by yourself. I walked around a long way before I came in. Just wait."

Done.

He went straight inside.

Wu Zhihui was very vindictive, but he clearly remembered that when he came out to choose the person to talk to, Mao Zhi, the street hustler, was the first to stand up against him.I came to Huoniu today and met Mao Tao by chance. Needless to say, this old guy must be having an affair with Lin Huaile again. In this case, there is no need to give face.

fuck you.

To give you face, I call you Grandpa. You are an uncle. If I don’t give you face, you are just a rotten fish and a rotten shrimp. You are relying on your old age to sell your stuff.

Uncles?
Shit.

"you you."

Mao Zhi was trembling with anger and pointed at Wu Zhihui who was walking inside: "You waited for me and you dared to block my car?!"

He then raised his foot and kicked the front of Pingzhi's car. He was so angry that he looked around and wanted to smash the car with a stool.

"Repairing a car is expensive."

Big D didn't stop him, looked at the angry Mao Tong, and said teasingly: "Brothers have settled the accounts, even if they are one of their own, they will still pay for the car repairs."

"Grass!"

Mao Zhe gritted his teeth and unconsciously loosened his grip on the folding stool at the door.

It's not that I don't have money, it's just that there is no need to shed a lot of blood for this matter.

"it is good!"

Mao Tao sat down on the stool: "If you have time, just stop here. I won't leave. I'm not in a hurry."

upstairs.

Wu Zhihui had already walked up, glanced at the four people upstairs, pulled out a stool and sat down next to him, and snapped his fingers to greet the waiter: "Make tea!"

The boy looked at Huo Niu, then at Wu Zhihui, and then went down to get ready.

"Brother Le."

Wu Zhihui looked at Lin Huaile, took out a cigarette and lit it: "I heard you were here. I happened to be nearby, so I stopped by to see you."

He looked at Huo Niu: "What? Are you two talking about something? I shouldn't have disturbed you, right?"

"What's the matter with you?"

Huo Niu glanced at Wu Zhihui coldly: "What are you doing here in Tai Kok Tsui? I'm afraid that my little brother won't recognize you. If I beat you, don't come to me to talk to Huo Niu."

"is it?"

Wu Zhihui glanced sideways at Huo Niu: "Then when do you think I, Wu Zhihui, was beaten? If I were a beaten character, I wouldn't dare run around. You think so, my brother Niu?"

"Wu Zhihui."

Lin Huaile frowned and looked at Wu Zhihui: "Tell me what you want to do when you come here today."

While he was talking, the plane next to him raised his hand and rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, looking at Wu Zhihui with an unhappy expression.

"No big deal."

Wu Zhihui took the tea brought by the waiter at the teahouse and poured it into the cup: "Isn't it time to open a new plate soon? We need manpower to do the work, so come here and ask me, Brother Niu, if you are interested in eating together."

"interesting."

Lin Huaile sneered when he heard the sound, his masseter muscles on his cheeks were obvious: "Do you think everyone is a fool? You open and close your mouth every day to open a new plate. If you have the ability, you can get it."

"What's the use of just talking? Everyone has a brain. Who will believe you if you just say that?"

"That's it."

Huo Niu nodded obediently: "Don't worry, if you really have that ability, I, Huo Niu, will never come looking for you."

"Hahaha, since Brother Niu is not interested, then forget it."

Wu Zhihui didn't care at all, and turned to look at Master Su: "What about you, our barrister, are you interested? I have a good relationship with Jimmie recently, and his smuggling business is booming. Are you interested? Are you interested in joining the industry? I'll let him guide you."

He curled his lips and took a sip of hot tea from the cup: "What kind of lawyer do you want to be? If I were a lawyer, I would have changed my career long ago. I would go wherever I have money."

Strange to say.

Master Su's profession is really interesting. He stutters and has slurred speech, but he is actually a lawyer?Of course, for this reason, his master Su had never won a lawsuit.

"Do...what's wrong with being a lawyer?"

Master Su stumbled and asked, "Do you have any case you need? I can help you fight it for free."

"Forget it, just help me fight. I'm afraid that what was originally a month's work will take you a year."

Wu Zhihui patted his trousers and stood up: "Since you're not interested, let's go first." He took out a big gold bull and put it on the table: "No need to look for it, any extra is a tip."

"Crazy!"

Lin Huaile looked at Wu Zhihui's leaving figure and squeezed out one word through his teeth.

He couldn't understand Wu Zhihui more and more now. Did he come here just to make himself sick?

Silly boy.

But one thing is that Wu Zhihui's appearance did make his mood worse.

downstairs.

Mao Tao, who was sitting on a folding stool, looked at Wu Zhihui who was coming out. Seeing that he was about to get in the car, he said sarcastically: "Why are you leaving so quickly? I thought you were going to park the car here and block me."

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mao Yi. He was about to get into the passenger seat, opened the driver's door, stretched out his hand, and Big D gave him the car key.

Wu Zhihui started the car and bumped the accelerator, hitting Mao's car. Mao was so frightened that he immediately jumped up from his seat.

"Oh!"

During the violent collision, Wu Zhihui put the car in gear and reversed, stepped on the accelerator again and hit the car, denting and twisting Mao's car several times in a row.

"Wu Zhihui!"

Mao Zhi's mentality exploded and he roared at Wu Zhihui: "You dare to hit my car, I don't think you have any regard for uncles like us!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't driven for a long time and I can't tell the difference between the accelerator and the brake."

Wu Zhihui got out of the car and threw the car keys to Big D: "Big D arranged for a man to contact Grandpa. How much does it cost to repair the car? I, Wu Zhihui, will pay for it."

He walked up to the hut and leaned forward: "I hold grudges very much. Aren't you against me? I promise that from today on, you can only walk when you go out every day, or you can grab a taxi with those young people. Bar."

He raised his hand and patted Mao Tao on the shoulder, turned around and left. Behind him, Changmao drove up in a car to pick him up, took Wu Zhihui's big D and left.

"you!"

Mao Zhi's face turned red with anger. Looking at Wu Zhihui getting into the car and leaving, he gritted his teeth and growled: "Wu Zhihui, just wait!"

He threw away the car keys angrily and left on foot. He waited on the side of the road for a long time before he encountered a taxi, slammed the door and left.

Tea house.

"Crazy line!"

Huo Niu had a sneer on his lips: "Wu Zhihui is so arrogant. If he dares to confront grandpa so blatantly, no one will support him."

Lin Huaile couldn't laugh, and looked outside with a frown, his expression uncertain.

Is Wu Zhihui a little too arrogant now?

He wants to come out to choose the people who will talk about the issue, and he dares to be so tough on the weak people who have the right to vote. No normal person would do this.

What does he want to do? !

(End of this chapter)