Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 567 A Simple Thing

The third uncle is naturally the third uncle in the Huo Qingsong family, also surnamed Huo.

Standing beside him are fourth and sixth uncles, all of whom are relatively young, wealthy and powerful members of the Huo family.

If "Huo Qingsong" takes off with the light of "Small Nine", then they fly with the light of "Green Pine".

After all, Chen Xijiu and Huo Qingsong are still uncles and nephews, and there are only two relationships between them, so they basically have no relationship or contact.

However, they are the main force of Huo Qingsong's men!

After all, if you work outside, you can still be trusted by "your own people", and the same family name is of course ranked first.

Originally, the "Huo family" was the common surname of a village in the mainland, with ancestral temples, ancestral halls, and genealogy, with a total of thousands of people.

After Huo Qingsong came to Hong Kong Island to do the red oil business, he kept bringing people from the mainland over, gradually gathering hundreds of "young people" under his command.

You know, there are too many people! The relationship is complicated! It's troublesome to manage!

These hundreds of young people are divided into several rooms and several branches.

Huo Qingsong has a group under him, and the third uncle, fourth uncle, and sixth uncle have another group under him.

The dozen or so people who died last time were all surnamed Huo, and they were all members of the clan under the third uncle, so the third uncle naturally had the biggest opinion. Coupled with the timid and cunning character of the third uncle, he directly proposed to escape.

Huo Qingsong raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "No! I want to raise 30 million yuan to hand over to the diesel company! Continue to do business!"

The third uncle looked startled, and immediately shouted: "Are you crazy! Thirty million?"

"How much money did you earn in all these years? The brothers below will share a share. Do you have 30 million? Do I have 30 million?"

"Fourth Uncle! Sixth Uncle! Do you have thirty million?"

Uncle San spread his hands.

Uncle Four and Uncle Six showed embarrassment.

But Huo Qingsong lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said aloud: "I don't have 30 million, but we have definitely made more than 30 million in these years! I brought you all the money, and you don't support me." ?"

The third uncle nunuzui stopped talking.

The fourth uncle persuaded with some embarrassment: "Qingsong, we all understand what you mean."

"Business can't be done without doing it. If we don't do it, we will have nothing to eat. We are not afraid of death when we go out, but we are afraid of death in vain."

"What's more, if you raise money, you can't beat the Fuqing Gang!"

"These money is wasted..."

Huo Qingsong still had a firm expression: "I can settle the Fuqing Gang!"

"I have five million. If you take the house in your hometown as a mortgage, you can transfer twenty million from the membership fund."

The meeting money is the popular "private loan" in the Fujian and Guangdong regions of the inland, commonly known as "making a meeting".

Most of them are private treasuries formed by "joining associations" among the same unit, fellow villagers, relatives and friends, and are popular in coastal areas. As long as there are people who "join the club", they can use the money in the "club" in life, old age, sickness and death, and business turnover.

The money will be given to you at an interest rate lower than usury and higher than bank loans.

Among them, the small amount of hundreds of thousands does not need collateral, and can be borrowed only by credit and facial recognition, while the loan of millions of dollars requires a certain amount of collateral to avoid thunder and "run away".

The "capital" here is the way many coastal businessmen start their businesses, and it is also the last "capital bank" of regional chambers of commerce. Of course, once a thunderstorm occurs, it will be a meeting, tens of thousands of people, and people in a city will be unlucky.

Uncle Liu continued: "Twenty-five million is not enough! What's more, the Hong Kong dollar is bigger than the RMB, and there is an exchange rate in between."

"A large number of foreign exchange transfers are prohibited in the country. We can only go to the black market, and the exchange rate will be higher."

At this time, Huo Qingsong's girlfriend came out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit, and put the fruit plate on the table: "Uncle Four, Uncle Six, eat some fruit."

She didn't call her third uncle at all.

The fourth and sixth uncles picked up the fruit and thanked them aloud: "Thank you Wanwei."

Uncle San also knows how to reach for fruit.

Wanwei wiped her palms, smiled lightly and said, "My daddy will make up for the rest of the money?"

"Um?"

Uncle Fourth and Uncle Six were shocked.

The third uncle even yelled directly: "Wanwei! Is your father crazy?"

"Didn't your father object to you being with Qingsong?"

"Who says I'm crazy!" At this moment, a tall man in a suit with a gentle appearance pushed open the door.

Looking at the scene inside, he stepped forward and pulled out the knife on the table, and said aloud: "Master Zhuang has already agreed to cover Qingsong! As long as Qingsong raises 30 million to give to the ghost of the diesel company! From now on on Hong Kong Island... Qingsong will be the only one." Oil King!!!”

"Master Zhuang?" Third Uncle and the others swallowed, and after the initial surprise, their eyes immediately brightened.

They immediately understood the meaning of "Master Zhuang"'s words, and they also thought of "Chen Xijiu"'s concern, knowing that Huo Qingsong was leaning on the big tree again, and was going to be the big boss!

"Are you still objecting?" Huo Qingsong's father-in-law asked with a smile.

Uncle San and the others shook their heads: "We all support it!"

These people are good at adapting to the wind and the rudder, and they don't insist on themselves at all.

That's right, their purpose is to make money, and since they can make money, it's worth following them!

Wanwei's father put his hands on Huo Qingsong's shoulders, put his arms around his son-in-law and said to the three of them: "Hey, please be careful with your words! I have never objected to Wanwei and Qingsong being together!"

"I just think that the love of young people needs time to sharpen and sharpen. That kind of love is only fragrant..."

Wanwei's father smiled lightly: "But Qingsong worked very hard, and he has already proved his love for Wanwei."

"I officially agree to their marriage! He is also the only son-in-law I recognize!"

Wanwei's father patted Huo Qingsong on the shoulder, putting on a very trusting and respectful look.

He had completely forgotten how he looked down on "outlanders" and "young and Dangerous" back then!

Huo Qingsong stared at the third uncle and the others in front of him, raising his hands and chest with a confident expression.

He will develop in the future! ! !

...

"Time is fast."

"Thirty million was raised in just two days."

"It didn't cost you a penny, did it?"

the next day.

noon.

It's a weekday.

Taking advantage of his lunch break, Zhuang Shikai drove to a char siu restaurant in Mong Kok, where he sat and chatted with Chen Xijiu.

Chen Xijiu said 30 million has already been credited into the account.

Zhuang Shikai was slightly surprised and asked aloud.

Chen Xijiu mixed the char siu rice with chopsticks, picked up a piece of char siew, and replied briskly, "No!"

"These are all the money raised by Qingsong himself."

There is a piece of barbecued pork rice in front of the two of them.

While chatting, they settled their lunch.

Although the char siu rice is cheaper and the store is relatively simple, but it is not a waste of time, it is very convenient...

What's more, this barbecued pork restaurant is very famous.

Zhuang Shikai laughed and said, "Then he is quite rich."

"Master Zhuang is taking care of it..." Chen Xijiu smiled modestly.

Zhuang Shikai ate the barbecued pork and said, "Okay! Naturally, the money will arrive, and I will do what I have to do..."

"But... tell Huo Qingsong, don't forget to promise me..."

Chen Xijiu nodded: "Understood, if you give it to him, you can take it back."

"You can still ask for interest." Zhuang Ye added, took out a mobile phone, pulled out the antenna, and dialed the phone.

And the interest in his mouth, hehe, obviously he has to pay with his life.

The phone in Zhuang Shikai's hand was connected.

"Mr. Zhuang."

"good afternoon."

The opposite said respectfully.

Zhuang Shikai is wearing a suit, eating char siew with chopsticks in one hand, and a mobile phone in the other, a bit like the local boss in the movie screens of later generations.

Don't get me wrong! "Tu Boss" is an artistic product, there is no real "Tu Boss" in the world! Only the boss!

big boss!

Zhuang Shikai has already become the prettiest boy in the whole barbecued pork restaurant with just a big mobile phone in his hand. Other diners have to detour when they see it, let alone his watch and other decorations...

How dare you call him stupid?

Rich people in this world will never be dirty!

On the other side of the phone is Sima Xiang.

He is currently undertaking the job of transporting the benefits around Master Zhuang.

Zhuang Shikai said aloud: "The account has just entered 30 million, and the person who dragged the relationship to the diesel company, I want to get all the shares of the smuggled red oil! It's all!"

The transfer of benefits also requires means.

Sima Xiang is very good at doing these things, and the Landlord Association has a natural cover-up function, using finance to transport everything without leaving traces, without knowing it.

"Understood, Zhuang Sheng." Sima Xiang answered simply.

The handicap of the diesel company itself is very small, a few main characters, what is the main relationship, there is no need for Mr. Zhuang to come forward, the landlord will be able to handle it by himself.

"Patter."

Zhuang Shikai hung up the phone.

Chen Xijiu raised his hand and waved towards the counter: "Boss! Pay the bill!"

"Okay!" The boss walked out of the counter with his wallet in his hand, looking busy collecting bills.

Chen Xijiu took out a golden bull and put it on the table, and said very grandly: "You don't need to look for it."

"Thank you boss, the boss is so cool!" The owner of the barbecued pork shop picked up the Hong Kong dollar, bowed again and again, and thanked him loudly.

Zhuang Shikai walked out of the barbecued pork shop with a toothpick in his mouth, accompanied by Chen Xijiu.

I saw Zhuang Shikai picking his teeth and saying, "I've talked to the New Territories Lu Family and the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce in advance."

"They are the behind-the-scenes bosses of the New Territories Ann and Xinyi Group."

"Go talk to them yourself, and trust that they won't make things difficult for you."

Chen Xijiu opened the car door for Zhuang sir, supported the door frame, nodded and said: "Understood, Zhuang Sheng."

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyelids and looked at him: "You're welcome."

"Pa-ta!" Chen Xijiu closed the car door, sat in the driver's seat, left his car on the side of the road, and drove back to the police station for Sir Zhuang even if he copied a ticket for the traffic police.

The "Xinyi Group" and "New Territories An" are weaker than the Fuqing Gang.

Among the three gangs, the Fuqing gang is the strongest, and the Xinyituan and the New Territories An don't need to be prioritized. Both of them are gangs that work for the boss.

This kind of association often only has people and horses, no territory, and it is very miserable.

The funny thing is, there aren't even many people!

They are often set up in the suburbs of the countryside, and the entire community has about a few hundred members. It is called a "thousand-person community" to the outside world, and its strength is at best to bully small characters like "Huo Qingsong".

They can't support themselves, they can only rely on the big boss to support them!

The big boss raises them as bodyguards, to scare people, or do some dirty work, basically they are not on the table.

There are at least hundreds of such societies on Hong Kong Island, and they may have had a glorious history, but they are now collectively referred to as "Sunset" societies.

Once you leave the big boss, it will fall apart and cease to exist.

They are the boss's dogs! Listen to the boss most!

Zhuang Shikai didn't bother to bother with their association, he could solve all problems directly with their boss without shedding a single drop of blood.

The community in New Territories An is the Lu family and Lu Hantao's family in New Territories, the indirect younger brother of Lord Zhuang.

The association of the Xinyi Group is the Huizhou Chamber of Commerce. Some mainland businessmen who rely on the patriotic chamber of commerce for food are also the indirect younger brothers of Lord Zhuang.

Oh shit!

The average person in Hong Kong Island is Zhuang Ye's younger brother!

Except Fuqing Gang!

"Master Zhuang, what about the Fuqing Gang?" Chen Xijiu asked while driving.

The Fuqing Gang is the highlight.

Zhuang Shikai flicked the toothpick out of the window casually: "Just use my name to talk to them!"

"Isn't this simple?"

Chen Xijiu grabbed the steering wheel and smiled, "It's really simple."

As for the people from Fuqing's "Yaowen" group, they were right. Normally, the protection period of "Huo Qingsong" had passed long ago.

Master Zhuang would have forgotten him long ago.

Unfortunately, they don't know the relationship between Huo Qingsong and Chen Xijiu.

And if you want to blame them, blame them for selling red oil abroad, their eyes are full of fucking money! Give yourself a fair chance! Otherwise, Zhuang Shikai still hopes that they will engage in a wave of price wars with each other, and finally sell to the mainland for development at a loss.

This is true patriotism!

that night.

Chen Xijiu went to make peace with several bosses.

There is another chapter today