money player

Chapter 119 Financial Expert
Cen Peipei hesitated and said, "I don't have one."

"If you say no, then no." Xian Yaowen waved his hand and said, "Have you been back in the past two days?"

Cen Peipei shook his head, "No."

Lighting a cigar, Xian Yaowen said slowly: "We have never talked about your parents' charter. Now let me clarify my thoughts. Your mother has already said it, and I won't repeat it. Logically speaking, your father still has Your aunt, as a son-in-law, I should take care of it, but with Lin Wanwan's presence, I don't know how to take care of it.

In order to reduce some trouble, I plan to be simple and give each of them 150 yuan every month, and prepare some gifts during the holidays to ensure their basic expenses. If they have no place to live, I can help them arrange it, and I can also pay for it when they are sick. If you put in the effort, there will be nothing else.

Don't talk about borrowing money to do business, don't even think about coming to my place to do things, people, once you get involved in gambling, it's basically over. I don't care what others think. My idea is that I will never believe that gamblers will change, just chop off their hands. I don't even believe it, God swears.

I hope my thoughts are your thoughts on this matter.

Also, to me, the enemy is the enemy, and it makes no difference to me what the enemy’s last name is. Hong Kong is in chaos now. People beat others, eat others, and there are many ruthless people. If you don't cause trouble, trouble will take the initiative to mess with you. It won't work unless you are ruthless.

As for gamblers, people who gamble are stupid, but they still have the instinct to assess the situation and weigh the pros and cons. They understand that outsiders will not be polite to them. When they make bad decisions, they usually start with the people close to them. The closer they are, the easier it is to be fooled. Let it go gently. "

Xian Yaowen stared into Cen Peipei's eyes and said: "For some things, the focus is on prevention, rather than waiting for things to happen before thinking about how to plead with the victim."

Cen Peipei is not stupid. She understood the meaning of Xian Yaowen's words. She nodded meekly, "Master, my relationship with Lin Wanwan is not good. He has bullied me since I was a child. He doesn't act like a big brother at all."

Xian Yaowen put his nose on the back of Cen Peipei's neck and rubbed it back and forth, "Many people eat with me, I can't be careful."

"Ah."

Cen Peipei tilted her head back, and was about to respond to Xian Yaowen's intimacy when the study door was knocked again. Su Lizhen appeared at the door, gave Cen Peipei a quick look, and said to Xian Yaowen: "Sir, dinner is ready."

"coming."

Since the first two days, the number of people having dinner together has increased. Wang Xiali came once that day, and then came for dinner every day. Xian Yaowen simply asked Wang Xiamin to call Wang Xiali to live in a room with her. The cost of adding a pair of chopsticks would not be much more. , while winning over Wang Xiamin, you can also sell Wang Xiali, a little girl who is valuable to cultivate, so why not do it.

In addition, with the addition of Cen Peipei, the number of people eating dinner is now fixed at four women and two men. Xian Yaowu has no time to eat lunch at home except on weekends.

Wang Xiali is a girl who doesn't recognize her children. With her presence, the average age at the dinner table has dropped a few points, and the atmosphere has become more lively than before. After dinner in a relaxed atmosphere, Xian Yaowen took Qi Longque for a trip Chanshu flew there, and then went to Qi Longdao's residence.

Qi Lung-tao lives in Yiu Tung Street, which is named after the "Emperor of Sham Shui Po" Wong Yiu-tung. The entire four-storey tenement building is rented out as a dormitory building for the Public Security and Guard Company. Qi Lung-tao lives on the fourth floor. Several core security guards live on the second and third floors, and the ground floor is temporarily used as the company's office.

After entering the stairs and going straight to the rooftop, I saw a circle of people forming a semicircle, with two people standing opposite each other in the middle. The posture was to show their hands.

Xian Yaowen stood behind Qi Longdao who was watching and asked softly: "Who is the younger one? I haven't seen him before."

Xian Yaowen has never been involved in the security recruitment of Volkswagen Security and Guard Company, and he has never met the company's personnel before, but the company has a roster with photos of each security guard, so anyone from the company can be recognized at a glance.

"Sir." Qi Longdao said after seeing the ceremony: "The person Zhang Long brought to play is Liu Jialiang, the son of his senior brother Liu Zhan. He has just turned sixteen this year and his kung fu is already quite good."

"Oh, he practices Hongquan." After hearing the name and looking at his appearance, Xian Yaowen knew who Liu Jialiang was in front of him, but he vaguely remembered that Liu Jialiang was Lin Shirong's disciple and grandson, "Is he also from Deng Fang's lineage?"

"No, Liu Jialiang is the disciple of Master Lin Shirong."

"Ah."

Xian Yaowen nodded, took another look at the two people who were about to fight, and walked to the corner of the rooftop.

There is nothing interesting about hands. Liu Jialiang’s opponent is Liu Huanrong. He is a disciple of Cai Lifu and Cui Zhang’s martial arts club. He was born in the 66th Army of the Guangdong Army. He fought from the Battle of Songhu to the end of the Anti-Japanese War. He participated in several battles where the regiment was almost wiped out. He called for reinforcements several times, and the division commander didn't know how many of them he sent away. He survived tough battles. If he really wanted to fight seriously, even if Liu Jialiang's kung fu was twice as good as him, he would still not be his opponent.

As soon as Xian Yaowen lit his cigar, Qi Longdao came and stood behind him.

"Zhonghua Garments requires two teams, one team for watchers and one team for security, two shifts; Thirteenth Ward requires two people, security during the day and watchers at night; Peipei just bought a teahouse, which also requires two people. We all need to be on guard, and the quality of our skills is secondary. People should be more flexible. When someone makes trouble, the main thing is to persuade them, and don't hit them unless absolutely necessary."

"The security manpower is sufficient. We have to wait a moment to see more. People have just been sent out." Qi Longdao said.

When Xian Yaowen heard this, he was happy. He didn't expect Qi Longdao to be able to receive business on his own. "It will be okay if we arrive later. Security will be in place first."

"clear."

"Has the list of people who can do the dirty work been finalized?"

"It's still a little short of heat."

"Don't rush, take your time, you won't need it yet."

As he said that, Xian Yaowen glanced at the battle circle. The battle between Liu Huanrong and Liu Jialiang had ended, and two other people were replaced. One was Mao Yusheng, who was practicing Zhou Family Mantis, and the other was Wei Zuizi, who was practicing Baji. Everyone had sticks in their hands.

"It's interesting." Xian Yaowen pursed his lips, "Which one is better, sesame biscuits?"

"It's hard to say, Ma Yusheng's poisonous snake stick is poisonous enough, and Wei Zuizi's soul-destroying stick is treacherous enough. It's the same as a pound."

"Huh, that's like I didn't say anything."

After making a complaint, Xian Yaowen stared at the two people who were about to have sex. He saw the fish seller squatting slightly, with one foot in front and one foot behind. He was holding the tail of a long Pontianak wood stick with both hands. The head of the stick was like a spear. Pointing directly at Wei Zuizi; on the other hand, Wei Zuizi stood casually, holding a 1.5-meter-long white wax pole in his right hand, staring at Ma Yusheng's shoulders through the long stick.

The two sides were in a stalemate like this for a few seconds. Suddenly, Ma Yusheng shook his hands, and the head of the long Pontianak wood stick shook like a snake, stretching and shrinking, and rushed towards Wei Zuizi's face. Seeing this, Wei Zuizi lifted himself up from the ground, twisted his belt and held the white wax pole to block upwards diagonally. He heard a "click" sound and the two sticks collided. As soon as the two sides touched, they walked away. Mao Yusheng shrank his hand and took back the long stick, and then Looking forward again, Wei Zuizi crossed his hands, twisted the short stick, and used the other hand to swing the short stick straight towards the Baihui point where the fish was sold.

Ma Yusheng calmly intercepted Wei Zuizi's short stick in mid-air. The two sticks touched each other and flew away. The long stick used the force of the shock to spit out the snake letter even longer, and treacherously hit Wei Zuizi's armpit. Drill down.

However, Wei Zuizi's short stick was withdrawn from his left armpit to his back, and with his right hand he moved his back, pulled it out, and flicked it. The short stick turned into a silver arrow and flew straight towards Ma Yusheng's face. Before the silver arrow arrived, Wei Zuizi had already taken a step to the left on the Bagua Dragon Step to avoid the long stick. Then he fixed his eyes on the silver arrow and followed it smoothly towards the fish seller.

At the moment of dodging, Maoyu Sheng not only completed the action of retreating to the right, but also retracted the long stick for a while, and used the stick secretly. The head of the stick shook violently and moved towards Wei Zuizi's chest. When the stick head was pointed directly at the chest, , Snake Xin spit into the air three times in mid-air, then withdrew his stick, put it away and stood upright, clasped his fists at Wei Zuizi who had stopped swimming, and said "give in".

Wei Zuizi cupped his fists in return and walked forward to pick up his short stick.

Xian Yaowen secretly said that it was wonderful, and it was a pity that Wei Zuizi was only a few tenths of a second slower. If it had been any faster, as long as he was closer, it would be hard to say who would win.

Having said that, looking at the strength and accuracy of Wei Zuizi's swing of the stick, we know that he has mastered the essence of Baji's hidden weapons. If it is a life and death fight, when the stick is thrown out, at least three darts can be thrown out. Once the portal is opened, Wei Zuizi can use the eight major moves in conjunction with the six major openings to forcefully break in, performing what it means to go out and kill someone with the eight extremes.

But to bring things back to the subject, if the fish seller had used a poisonous snake gun instead of a poisonous snake stick, the poisonous snake gun might have already punched several holes in Wei Zuizi's body before he could use the hidden weapon.

Suddenly, Xian Yaowen felt that the dry analysis was boring. It would be interesting if there was a real life-and-death fight. As soon as he thought about it, the idea of ​​a murder king competition came up. The rules of the competition were that there were no rules. All kinds of cold weapons could be used at will. As long as the contestants came on stage, they would be divided into high and low and life and death.

The thought was gone as soon as it arose. This kind of competition is too evil and is only suitable for villains to come forward to organize it. He is a decent person, so he can organize a martial arts competition and do some charity stunts. "King of Killers" "You still encourage others to do this kind of thing.

Spend some money to buy tickets, watch with a critical eye, and friendly invite the organizers to deposit the money in their own bank, wait until the heat is about the same, sit back and watch or guide the light of justice to shroud evil, as long as the organizer hangs up, the deposit will become The ownerless things can be used to support the internationally renowned poor household Xian Wuqian Yaowen.

"If you don't manage your finances, your finances will ignore you."

Xian Yaowen's thinking began to diverge again, thinking about when to start labeling himself an "investment and financial management guru". He had a big plan to transform into a grand thief and try his best to take away the embezzled money from Hong Kong people. return.

Of course, there were more victims and the time was longer. It was very difficult to sort out the accounts and return the stolen money. In order to solve this problem, he decided to aggrieve himself and accept the stolen money on behalf of the sufferers and use the money to buy land and build buildings. Improve the living conditions of Hong Kong people and build Hong Kong into a thriving, prosperous and international metropolis.

His mind wandered for only a short while. After Xian Yaowen woke up from his thoughts, he stood aside and watched the security guards prepare to "eat night porridge."

Nine times out of ten, the source of company security is martial arts practitioners from various schools, whether it is Hong, Liu, Cai, Li, Mo from the southern school, or Xingyi, Baji, Tai Chi, Bagua, or Tapping in the north. There is everything you need, and there are neatly arranged security guards, but they are using various different moves in their hands. Each one is strong or soft, and they can't hide their joy with their hidden strength.

There are many martial arts schools and martial arts schools in Hong Kong. Nine times out of ten, the origins are either that they were wanted by the Qing court or that they moved here to avoid the war. They all fled in a hurry without making sufficient preparations in advance. After arriving in Hong Kong, they naturally Difficulty moving.

If you have the funds and connections, you can of course set up a school in a place with a roof to cover your head and teach disciples. However, most of the masters are immigrants from the mainland who have rushed to Hong Kong to escape disaster, and most of their disciples are grassroots laborers and migrant workers. It is simply difficult to They have to pay high tuition fees, let alone rent a place with conditions.

The best place that masters of most schools can find to teach boxing is Tiantai, which has also given rise to the culture of Tiantai Martial Arts School. For disciples, learning martial arts does not improve their situation much, and they cannot rely on it. Wushu can only rely on martial arts to keep their former shabby jobs from being taken away by others if they are looking for a decent meal.

At this time, those standing on the rooftop were all the lucky ones. They found a bowl of serious rice with meat and vegetables by virtue of their martial arts. Although it was just a job of looking after the house and nursing home, it was difficult to reach the level of elegance, but At least you can tell anyone about your job without any scruples, you don’t have to hide it, and your income is pretty decent.

Xian Yaowen's eyes swept over the faces of the lucky people and remembered each face in his heart. Some of these people will help him do dirty work in the future, and some will become the first team members of Long Dao. They are all treasures. Son.

After watching for a long time, the security guards finished the "eating night porridge" one by one, sweating profusely. The two mistresses carried pots, bowls and side dishes to the rooftop. Seeing this, the security guards all surrounded them, and the real eating night porridge began. .

While the security guards were enjoying their meal, Xian Yaowen quietly left with Qi Longque.

……

The next day.

Sin Yao-man came to Rumsey Street Hong Kong and Macau Ferry Terminal and used a telescope to observe the Dalai Lai that was about to leave the port, as well as the seaplanes that took off from time to time to Macau. Extending out, he could also see the squeaking and squirming walking. The performance of the effort was obviously different from that on the ship. The emptiness did not match. If I guessed correctly, there should be a rope tied to the bottom of the boat, and the rope was dragging a large package of goods.

I don’t know what my luck is, that I take risks during the day, and I don’t know what my luck is, that I am so cautious.

After watching the clatter for a while, I couldn't guess what the luck was. Xian Yaowen turned the camera to a seaplane again, and saw a few well-dressed people carrying briefcases and boarding the plane through the bridge. It didn't look like they were doing anything. He went to Macau to discuss business, more like a gambler.

"Adam."

When Xian Yaowen was guessing how much the gamblers would lose this time, Robert's voice sounded behind him.

Turning around and glancing at Robert, Xian Yaowen turned his eyes to the middle-aged white man next to Robert, with a smile on his face, "Hello, Mr. Jordan, I am Adam Hepburn."

"Hello Adam, my name is David Harold Jordan. You can just call me David, or follow the Hong Kong custom and call me Jordan."

Xian Yaowen shook hands with the other party, "I'll still call you Jordan, this title is more cordial."

"OK." Jordan said nonchalantly.

After handing out the cigars and waiting for the three of them to light them, Xian Yaowen stood at the edge of the pier with Jordan in his arms, "Jordan, has Robert told you about the cooperation?"

"I've already said it, but he didn't tell me the number I can get." Jordan took a puff of his cigar and said, "Adam, if the number is too small, we can treat it as if we haven't seen it today."

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said: "Jordan, it seems Robert didn't mention that I am a very generous person. I can guarantee that you will not only get good figures, but also other gains."

"Others? What?"

(End of this chapter)