Shuttle Gate of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 10 Rejection【Seek collection, recommendation ticket】

"The boss of Money Gang is called Jin Dashan"

Xu Wenqiang patiently explained that Boss Fang is based overseas, so it's normal if he doesn't know.

"Jin Dashan?"

Fang Chen was taken aback. In Shanghai, this person had a mistress named Jia Yiren, who had a good relationship with Ding Li. Jin Dashan learned that he caught Ding Li and humiliated him. In the end, Ding Li tortured and killed Jin Dashan, ruining himself and Xu Wenqiang. leave Shanghai.

Although Fang Chen knew the plot, he still listened quietly to Xu Wenqiang's introduction.

The biggest force in Shanghai is still the Green Gang, whose boss is named Feng Jingyao.

And the group of youths with ax that smashed into the store just now belonged to the local money gang in the north of Dongchang Road, and the leader of the gang was named Jin Dashan.

"Boss Fang, in this place, you have to be careful in everything. If you are not careful, you will be killed!" Xu Wenqiang explained to Fang Chen and reminded him.

"Yeah, it looks like I have to hire some bodyguards to ensure my safety!"

Hearing Xu Wenqiang's words, Fang Chen's heart shuddered. Having an X8 electric baton and a long-range stun gun is not enough, just like just now, when others chopped it down with an axe, they didn't have time to react!

There must be bodyguards acting as human shields in front to block dangers, so as to make yourself safer.

No matter how much money you earn, you have to spend it wisely!
Fang Chen deeply agrees with this point.

The world of Shanghai is a turbulent world, and if you have no strength, it is a good choice to find bodyguards.

"Wen Qiang, I want to find a bodyguard, do you know where I can find one?" Fang Chen thought for a while.

Xu Wenqiang has been in Shanghai for more than half a year, so he should be clear.

"The words of the bodyguard must be trustworthy, and the skills are good."

Xu Wenqiang wiped the corner of his mouth and thought for a while. "Fist of Fury, the boxers of Fist of Fury have a good reputation and excellent skills, so they are the best candidates to be bodyguards!"

"Well, okay, I'll go to Fist of Fury when I have time."

Fang Chen's heart moved, as a Chinese citizen, there is no one who does not know Jingwumen.

Mizong Quan and Chen Zhen were familiar to Fang Chen since he was a child, and he admired them endlessly.

After the two were polite, Fang Chen returned to reality after parting ways.

At the corner of the north and east of Dongchang Road.

In a third-tier shop named [Tianfang Commercial Firm], there are a variety of products on the counter.

In conspicuous places, lighters, mechanical watches, even projectors, video tapes, etc. are placed in an orderly manner, and five or six assistants are explaining how to use lighters to the passing guests.

Fang Chen was wearing a blue gown, sitting behind the counter, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, watching the customers coming and going in the store with great interest.

"Master, your Longjing tea is ready."

A young man who looked very smart stood in front of Fang Chen stiffly holding a purple clay teapot.

"Well, fill me up."

Fang Chen shrugged his nose, this tea is still expensive, the aroma alone is not comparable to ordinary rough tea.

In the past, Fang Chen liked to drink tea, but it was a pity that it was all rough tea. As for now, with some money, it is necessary to improve the quality of life.

Tian Qi carefully filled the teacup in Fang Chen's hand, and his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

Where did the master get this tea, it is so fragrant, Longjing, the name is unusual.

"You go down."

Fang Chen waved his hand, and the waiter walked back with the teapot.

"Well, it's a different feeling when the shopkeeper is served by someone!"

Fang Chen crossed his legs, took a sip of Longjing, and looked at the gradually increasing number of customers, sighing endlessly.

More than a month ago, he was still a hard worker working in a factory. Now, he has nearly a million in his bank card, and he also has a commercial firm in Shanghai Bund World. The days are getting better and better.

After earning more money, actually buying a villa, and then finding a wife and having a baby, is life considered perfect?

Fang Chen thought about it, and felt that this was not perfect.

This ideal is just his ideal before he got the shuttle door. Now that he has the shuttle door, there is a lot to do in the world of Shanghai Bund!
Will Tianfang Commercial Bank be opened all over Shanghai, and even blossom everywhere in China?
Earn more gold and surpass Mr. Ma in reality?
Fang Chen felt that as long as he gave himself time, this was possible.

"Master, someone is looking for you outside."

When Fang Chen was planning his life ideals, suddenly his buddy Tian Qi ran over anxiously.

"Who is looking for me?"

Fang Chen was taken aback, could it be Xu Wenqiang?

Although Xu Wenqiang said to help sell the store, in general, Fang Chen still paid for 15 projectors and 30 gold bars.

"My lord, it seems...it seems to be a member of the money gang, probably collecting protection money."

Tian Qi seemed a little timid.

"Oh, take me to see!"

Fang Chen was taken aback, and immediately followed Tian Qi out.

His mistress, Tianfang Trading Company has been in business for less than three days, and you are here to charge?
In the office of Tianfang Commercial Company, a young man with a vivacious face was sitting on the boss's chair, his feet covered in yellow mud were placed on the desk, making the clean desk extremely disgusting.

Fang Chen followed behind Tian Qi, approached the office slowly and steadily, and frowned when he saw the scene in front of him. "Brother, are you looking for me?"

"You are Mr. Fang, the shopkeeper of Tianfang Trading Company, right? I think your business is good!" The young man lifted his chin when he saw Fang Chen, as if he was superior.

"I'm the boss here, I don't know what you can do with me?"

Fang Chen was so unhappy that he didn't even use the word 'Xiongtai' when he spoke.

"Oh, let me introduce myself first. My name is Qingli. Have you heard of the Money Gang? I am the person in charge of the Money Gang in this street. As the maintainer of order in this area, I am always protecting the interests of your merchants. In return, you should pay some protection fees every month."

"Because your business is booming, we have to win a prize, don't you think so?" Qing Li grabbed a package beside him and said. "Did you see this package? I'll put it here, and I'll pick it up in the afternoon!"

Qing Liyan stood up and handed the package to Fang Chen.

"Put the empty package here for me?"

Looking at the package with a length and width of about 30 cm and a thickness of about 30 cm, Fang Chen didn't pick it up, and said suspiciously. "Brother, what do you mean?"

"Mr. Fang, do you really don't understand the rules or are you pretending not to understand?" Seeing Fang Chen's expression, Qing Li's face darkened. He knew in his heart that as a businessman in Shanghai, it was impossible for him to understand what he meant. .

If he doesn't pick up the package, he just doesn't want to pay the fee!

"Do you want to fill this package with copper coins?"

Fang Chen's heart sank when he heard this.

He suddenly remembered that in the TV series in Shanghai, Ah Guang took Chen Hanlin to see him. He once took off his suit and put it on the bounty plate of the entertainers.

In the end, the artist knew the rules and put the rewards from others in his suit, and sent them to A Guang respectfully.

Is this a special rule?

"No, yours is different, your business profit is very high, so it must be Dayang!" Qing Li waved his hands.

"Ocean?!"

Fang Chen's heart sank.
This bag is not worth five or six hundred oceans. Is it full?
He instantly understood, Mr. Ni, this is naked oppression!
"Is there no room for negotiation?"

Fang Chen feels that doing business is to make money in harmony, and if it doesn't work, he will resort to violence.

"I'm sorry, Boss Fang, this is what our boss ordered!" Qing Li said decisively.

"well!"

Fang Chen's expression darkened when he heard this, and he pointed to the door. "Turn left when you go out, don't send!"

(End of this chapter)