Global Tycoon: You Call This A Small Achievement?

When A Ping came over to change shifts at noon, she also brought a sumptuous lunch to He Zhou.

After He Zhou had eaten, he was going back to Cuiyuan Building to rest and finalize the store in the afternoon.

It's just that I just turned around the corridor entrance.

He Zhou found two men in black shouting and standing there, like two door gods, with the words "No strangers allowed" written clearly on their faces.

"What are you doing?" When the two thugs saw He Zhou coming over, they put down their holding hands and gave him a gentle push.

Embarrassingly, there was no push at all.

He Zhou's body is surprisingly good for some unknown reason.

Although I haven't practiced any martial arts, my boxing and kicking skills are not weak at all.

"Get out of the way! I want to go home." He Zhou shouted in a deep voice.

He stared at the scene in the room, a little worried that these unknown people would do something unfriendly to Third Uncle and Asing.

The voices in the room stopped for a moment.

The two thugs were just about to use their wrists to teach the young boy in front of him a lesson because of his good physique, but they didn't take them seriously at all.

"Let him in!" A loud voice sounded.

It was neither Third Uncle's voice nor Ah Xing's voice. It was a completely unfamiliar voice to He Zhou.

When the two thugs stepped out of the way and made a "please" gesture, He Zhou guessed that the owner of the voice was the owner of these thugs.

When I walked into the room, I saw a big man in black sitting on a bamboo chair with his legs crossed.

In broad daylight, he was still wearing sunglasses and a large gold chain hanging around his neck. One chain was not enough, there were three.

There is a blue dragon tattooed on his left arm, and a white tiger tattooed on his right arm. On the coffee table in front of him, a sharp knife more than ten inches long is inserted halfway into it.

He Zhou's first thought was, this guy is so pretentious!

But this thought also passed away in a flash.

"Uncle Third, Axing, are you okay?"

He Zhou directly ignored the muscular man who had everything on his body that said, "I am a cheater," "I am a gangster," and "I will kill people with a knife if I disagree with him."

"Cousin, we're fine!" Sanxing forced a smile, "It's the boss...oh no, it's Mr. Hong, looking for us to do something."

Is this Hong Ye, the Hong Kong gangster?

He Zhou, who was familiar with the plot, naturally knew that the gambling stall they went to that night was a property under Mr. Hong's name.

However, why is the appearance of this gangster so different from what He Zhou remembers?

Isn’t it said that real bosses are all simple and unpretentious?

You, the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, with three gold chains hanging around your neck, are the nouveau riche showing off their wealth?

I just can't complain.

Mr. Hong just glanced at He Zhou and felt a little uninterested.

No matter how handsome he is, what's the use, he's not a young girl!

"Tell me, what do you think? If you follow me, you will have a better future than you guys fooling around." Master Hong's tone was mixed with intimidation and threats.

After Master Hong learned that Ah Xing had special powers, he came up with the idea of ​​taking him under his control.

As the World Gambling King tournament is about to start, if Asing is allowed to compete on his behalf, he will definitely not lose.

The third master and Ah Xing had never seen this formation before, and they hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

To have the opportunity to work under Mr. Hong, to eat and drink spicy food with the famous Mr. Hong, this kind of opportunity, normally, the third uncle would not be able to wake up from his daydream with a smile.

But now Ah Xing's special function is temporarily disabled, which makes the third uncle's face look uglier than crying.

Under Mr. Hong's repeated threats, a layer of hot sweat almost broke out on Third Uncle's forehead.

In order to temporarily muddle through, the third uncle even prepared a God of Gamblers suit for Ah Xing, and taught him how to use gambling skills to pretend to be a gambler. In order to bluff people, he even gave him the nickname "Sage of Gamblers" on his own initiative.

Even Monkey King dared to name himself "Monkey King, Monkey King". Third Uncle thought that naming A Xing "Sage of Gamblers" was completely reasonable.

Seeing the noise outside, Mr. Hong frowned slightly.

It turned out that the neighbors realized something was wrong, so they all gathered around and started a quarrel with the two 'door gods'.

"That's all, I'll give you three more days to think about it,"

Mr. Hong stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, and said word by word: "I believe you will make the right choice, right?"

"Yes, yes..." Third Uncle flattered hurriedly, not wanting to miss this golden thigh.

With three days to buffer, A Xing's special abilities must have almost recovered.

Ah Xing didn't think so much, but was a little excited, "Cousin, in a few days we will be working for Master Hong. Are you going? Master Hong promised to give me one million Hong Kong dollars!"

laugh.

Just bully Third Uncle and Ah Xing for not seeing much of the world!

One million is certainly a lot of money, but for Ah Xing's special powers, it is completely worthless.

In the past two days alone, He Zhou had made tens of millions thanks to Ah Xing's special powers.

It can be seen that this Mr. Hong is actually an iron rooster.

However, the other party controls a large number of underworld forces, so they cannot offend them and can only use tactics to deal with them.

He Zhou waved his hand and refused directly.

"Forget it, I'm a timid person and I can't do anything like killing.

I'd better run a 'small business' and live a stable life. "