Rebirth in Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 112 Take the initiative

Leave the company.

Ji Bu walked forward for a while, turned into a small alley, and got into the phone booth next to him.

He tilted his head and clamped the receiver on his shoulder, shook out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He looked outside, took out a lighter and wiped it on the wall.

Flames jump.

"Zi"

Ji Bu took a puff of his cigarette and changed his hand to hold the phone: "The ghost has been found. What's going on at your police station? Is there any movement?"

The "ghost" Heichai has been dealt with. According to what Brother Shan and others said, there must be some police officers on the scene to catch him first.

"Your news is quite fast."

Miao Zhihua now speaks with great vigor, and his return to the position of chief inspector makes his tone of voice much more confident:

"But, I really don't know who issued this order."

"have no idea?"

Ji Bu blew out the smoke and looked outside the phone booth.

"That's right."

Miao Zhihua explained quickly: "The flour trading arrest operation last night was planned by several senior police superintendents."

"So, I really don't know who it is. I can only say that we can lock it in. The other party is a senior superintendent."

"Senior Superintendent."

Ji Bu nodded, glanced at the passers-by who were walking towards the phone booth and standing in line outside: "That's it."

He hung up the phone and walked out with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets. He murmured: "As expected of a senior superintendent, he is quite smart and knows how to hide himself."

Several senior police superintendents jointly discussed and researched the action, and I really don’t know who it was.

Out of the alley.

Ji Bu got into another car and went directly to find Wuying.

Wu Ying was living a comfortable life now. He had a group of people under his control and could enjoy themselves all day long. When he heard that Ji Bu had something to do for him, he immediately became interested.

The task given by Jibu to Wuying is also very simple: to follow Brother Shan.

at the moment.

They don't do anything for them, and they don't have anyone who can help them, and this batch of goods destined for Yue Nam needs someone to handle it.

Lin Kun left the matter to Brother Shan. If nothing else happened, Brother Shan would definitely have to find someone to do it himself.

so.

He needs to let Wuying follow Brother Shan and understand Brother Shan's movements before he can make further arrangements.

"Don't worry!"

Wuying patted his chest and agreed: "Leave this matter to me, Flying, then you have found the right person."

"When I wasn't hanging out with the big guys, I would hang out with people all the time and I would never miss anything."

"Be careful."

Ji Bu nodded and warned him again: "Remember not to publicize this matter to the outside world. You only need to know about it and report it directly to me."

"Don't worry."

Wuying put away his careless expression and started to become more serious: "I, Wuying, know it well, and I even remember how good the boss is to me."

"Brother Shan almost killed you about what happened last time. We all know it. In my heart, I only recognize you as a big boss."

"Why should I follow him? I have no interest in it. I only know that boss, if you ask me to follow him, I will just follow him."

"Haha, you brat."

Ji Bu smiled and patted his shoulder, nodding with satisfaction.

Despite Wuying's usually careless appearance, he is really very reliable if you really want him to do something.

To keep track.

He specially borrowed a very low-key car, put on makeup specially, and walked alone. In just one day, he gave Ji Bu a signal:

"Boss, we found out. Brother Shan made an appointment with the three Yue Nan gang brothers at the nightclub in Yau Tsim Mong tonight."

"Yue Nang Gang?!"

Ji Bu's heart trembled, and he immediately came to his senses: "Okay, I know what's going on, so you can stop here."

"good."

After getting rid of the flies, Ji Bu took out a cigarette and lit it.

Brother Shan made an appointment with the Yue Nan Gang, and this batch of goods was going to be sent to Yue Nan, so it was easy to guess the purpose of his meeting with the Yue Nan Gang.

Yue Nang Gang.

The death of his brother Ali was closely related to them.

Just right.

They really came together.

But, how to deal with this matter?

Ji Bu frowned and smoked a cigarette, his mind was full of ideas. Finally, a person appeared in his mind.

"You can try it."

Ji Bu put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up and walked outside.

He waited on the side of the road for a while, stopped a passing taxi, opened the door and got in:

"Henglian Finance Co., Ltd."

Henglian Finance Company.

Song Zihao, the counterfeit banknote company where Mark Lee worked before.

It didn't take long.

The car stopped by the side of the road. Ji Bu paid the fare. As soon as he got out of the car, he happened to see Mark Li, who was limping and cleaning the car on the side of the road.

Mark Lee's condition was relatively poor. His hair was messy and his beard was unkempt, and the long T-shirt he was wearing had several holes.

At this time.

The entrance of Henglian Finance Company.

A group of several people walked out of it, surrounded by a tall middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man with a high hairline, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and a large windbreaker, walked at the front of the line with his hands in his pockets.

Followed by a group of young men in similar suits and ties, they looked majestic.

He is now Tan Cheng from Henglian Finance Company.

"Become the boss."

Mark Li looked at Tan Cheng coming out, limping and helped him open the car door and get out of the way.

"The car is well polished."

Tan Cheng reached into his pocket and took out a stack of banknotes, casually ordered a few and threw them on the ground: "Take them to eat."

Finished.

He didn't even look at Mark Lee and got into the car.

A group of people got into the car, and the convoy drove away directly one after the other.

Mark Li glanced at the leaving motorcade, swung the towel over his shoulders, bent down to pick up the banknotes on the ground, turned around and limped towards the underground garage under the building.

In the underground garage.

A small warehouse is his current location.

Mark Li was sitting on a chair, picking up the box lunch with chopsticks and eating. He noticed a shadow around him, and then turned his head.

Ji Bu stood beside him with backlight.

"Mark Lee."

Ji Bu looked at Mark Li eating with a smile: "We meet again."

"Is it you?"

Mark Li chewed the food in his mouth, dug out a piece of fat and threw it on the ground: "What are you doing here?"

Naturally, he was impressed by Ji Bu.

"Come and see our once majestic little brother Ma."

Ji Bu pulled out the stool on the side and sat down opposite Mark Li. He took out a cigarette and gave him one.

Mark Li did not refuse, lit a cigarette and started smoking with squinted eyes.

"Mark Lee."

Ji Bu smiled and looked at Mark Li: "Now you are famous on the road. In the bloody battle at Fenglin Pavilion Restaurant, you killed more than ten people in Xiaowang's team to avenge Song Zihao at the cost of one leg. You are admired by many people."

"hiss"

Mark Li smoked a cigarette with squinted eyes and said nothing.

"but."

Ji Bu's eyes fell on Mark Li's left leg with a steel frame, and he reached out and patted his knee:

"I'm a little curious. Your leg is obviously fine. Why do you pretend to be lame and live in this small basement and work as a car cleaner for Tan Cheng."

"Whoa!"

Mark Li paused with his fingers holding the cigarette. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Ji Bu. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped up from his seat and pressed towards Ji Bu.

Ji Bu sat on his seat with a cigarette in his mouth, tilted his head back to avoid the hand grabbing his neck, and waved out his right hand.

He grabbed Mark Li's outstretched wrist and pulled it to both sides. He bent his elbow with his right hand and pressed it against Mark Lee's neck. Instead, he blocked him in place:

"It seems that Brother Ma is only suitable for gunfights. He is still a little bit less interesting in a close combat posture."

Ji Bu smiled and shook his head, then let go of Mark Li.

"snort."

Mark Li snorted coldly, but did not do anything again. He took a puff of cigarette and looked at Ji Bu sideways:

"Tell me what you want to do."

"I actually don't want to do anything."

Ji Bu's thinking was clear and he did not follow Mark Li's words, but continued on his own:

"Let me guess, the famous Xiao Ma Ge endured the humiliation, pretended that he was lame, and was willing to work as a car cleaner to stay in Henglian."

Mark Li listened to Ji Bu's words, ignored him, and continued to smoke.

"Song Zihao took Tan Cheng to Wanwan to trade counterfeit banknotes, but was tricked by Xiao Wang. He was eventually caught by the Wanwan police and is currently serving his sentence in Wanwan prison."

"Tan Cheng who went with him was able to escape because of Song Zihao's protection. When he came back, he directly took over the counterfeit banknote group and became the boss."

Ji Bu spoke very quickly, and his thoughts were extremely clear, and he continued:

"You first killed Xiao Wang to avenge Song Zihao, and then you secretly investigated and learned that this gangster incident was actually a plot staged by Tan Cheng and Xiao Wang together. You are very unwilling to do so."

"So, you might as well pretend that you are lame, give Tan Cheng the illusion that you are no longer a threat, and continue to stay at Henglian Finance Company."

"You have only one purpose in staying here: you are waiting for Song Zihao, waiting for Song Zihao to be released from prison, and waiting for him to come back."

"Actually, you don't care about status or status, but you can't bear to think about losing such a beautiful thing in an instant."

Ji Bu straightened his back a little, leaned forward, and looked at Mark Li with burning eyes:

"You are waiting for an opportunity. You are not trying to prove how great you are. You just want to prove that you must take back what you have lost!"

"You are lurking here just waiting for a suitable opportunity. When Song Zihao comes back from prison, you two brothers will join forces to bring down Tan Cheng!"

"I said that, right?!"

After Ji Bu finished speaking, he looked at Mark Li with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, a half-smile but not a smile, as if he had seen through all this.

"..."

Mark Li pursed his lips and tried to stand up again to protest, but Ji Bu held his shoulders and pushed him back to his seat.

"It seems that I guessed it right."

Ji Bu looked at Mark Li with a smile: "I didn't come to you today to expose you, and I have no interest in intervening in the affairs between you and them."

Mark Li sat on his seat with his head lowered, smoking a cigarette, and asked angrily: "What on earth did you come to see me for today?"

At this time, Mark Li was a little surprised. He didn't know why Ji Bu investigated him so clearly.

At first.

The two of them only met on a casual basis at Maple Grove Restaurant, and it was easy to understand that he had guessed the matter of pretending to be lame.

but.

How did he know what he was planning? He seemed to have never told anyone about it.

How did this kid know?

"I know you may have a lot of doubts in your heart, but that's not important."

Ji Bu seemed to see through Mark Li's inner activities at this moment: "I came to you today because I want to cooperate with you."

"I don't know, is Brother Ma interested?"

"Looking for cooperation with me?"

Mark Li chuckled and replied without thinking: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in cooperating with you. I, Mark Li, am used to working alone, and I don't have the interest to do anything for others."

"Don't be in a hurry to reject me."

Ji Bu reached out and pulled the stool forward, sat in front of Mark Li, and continued:

"I know you. You really want to take revenge. You also really want to get back the face you have lost. After you and Song Zihao kill Tan Cheng, you want to leave Hong Kong Island in glory and continue living in another place."

His tone became more serious: "Your idea is indeed very good, but have you ever thought about a key issue?"

"Oh."

When Mark Li heard this, he raised his head and looked at Ji Bu, still silent.

"Your thoughts are too idealistic. You have not considered Song Zihao's true thoughts at all. Your thoughts are too wishful thinking."

Ji Bu talked eloquently and began to analyze Mark Li: "Your ideas are very simple and crude, and you are happy with your grudges, but Song Zihao cannot be like you."

"Song Zihao also had a younger brother, Song Zijie. Song Zijie was a policeman. Their father also died because of Song Zihao. Song Zijie hated his brother very much."

"Even if you can endure the humiliation and bear the burden until Song Zihao is released from prison, Song Zihao may not be willing to continue at that time. Song Zihao may want to start a new life."

"hehe."

Mark Li sneered disdainfully: "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. This is a matter between our two brothers."

"I know this is a matter between you two brothers, but now I want to persuade you to do something for me."

Ji Bu didn't mince words when he spoke, and said very straightforwardly: "But have you ever considered Song Zihao? He also has a younger brother. If he follows you and continues his grudges, what will happen to his younger brother?"

"I know that you, Mark Li, would never force your brother to do something he doesn't want to do, but your purpose is contrary to Song Zihao's. Your ideas are inherently conflicting."

"To take a step back, in this society, the waves behind the Yangtze River will always push the waves ahead. Although Tan Cheng's method of ascending to power is unethical, you cannot deny Tan Cheng's ability."

"Facts have proved that this counterfeit banknote group is developing very well in the hands of Tan Cheng. The business is getting bigger and better, and the people under him are also well managed. This counterfeit banknote group does not develop as normally as Song Zihao."

"In other words, Tan Cheng is more suitable to be the boss than Song Zihao."

Ji Bu's words were extremely naked and straightforward, and did not save Song Zihao and Mark Li any face.

"Is this what you're saying?"

Mark Li glanced sideways at Ji Bu and said coldly: "You leave now. For the sake of helping me and Brother Hao at the nightclub last time, I can let you go."

"I'm not finished yet."

Ji Bu cleared his throat, stretched out his hand to loosen the buttons of his shirt at the collar, and continued with a posture:

"Tan Cheng is developing so well now. Even if Song Zihao is willing to help you after he is released from prison, it will still be very difficult to defeat them with just the two of you. Do you agree with what I say?"

Mark Li glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

He had a strong character and always took revenge when he had a grudge, but he was also not tough-talking and did not refute Ji Bu.

Because Ji Bu told the truth.

"You can not be afraid of death, you can fail, and you will not hesitate to throw yourself on the street for your own sake. But what about Song Zihao, if he throws himself on the street, what will happen to his brother?"

"Song Zihao is on the street, so what's the point of him being in prison these past few years? If you don't take him to seek revenge, Song Zihao will be able to live an upright life after he is released from prison, right?"

"Ahem."

Ji Bu cleared his throat. After laying the groundwork, he could finally start talking about his own affairs:

"Compared to Tan Cheng, the disparity in strength between you is huge. There is no doubt that you, Mark Li, are brave and powerful, but it is really difficult to defeat Tan Cheng."

"But if someone helps you and you have Mark Li's ability, revenge will be very simple."

"If someone helps you, Song Zihao won't have to get involved anymore. In this way, you will get your revenge without involving your own brothers."

Mark Li's expression changed uncertainly, and he stared at Ji Bu, basically guessing what he was going to say next.

"It can be seen from your expression that you should have guessed what I am going to say next."

Ji Bu bared his teeth and smiled, lit a cigarette for himself again, raised his hand to stroke his penis in an elegant manner, and said in a very coquettish way:

"Obviously, I, Ji Bu, am the one who can help you."

"You do things for me, and I'll help you settle Tan Cheng's affairs without involving Song Zihao. We are mutually beneficial, perfect."

"What do you think? Brother Ma?!"

Speaking of which.

Ji Bu didn't continue talking. He had already said what he needed to say. As for whether Mark Li was willing or not, that was his own business.

"Is there any water?"

Ji Bu spoke in a relaxed tone, glanced at a box of mineral water in the corner, took out a bottle, opened it, raised his head and drank half of the bottle in one breath:

"I'm not in a hurry. I can give you time to think about it. Just give me a reply when the time comes. I can give it to you in half a day."

He screwed on the cap of the mineral water bottle, got up and walked outside.

"Wait a moment."

Mark Li, who had been smoking silently, called out to Ji Bu who was about to leave. He looked at Ji Bu who turned around and looked at him:

"Let's sit down and talk."

"good."

Ji Bu nodded with great satisfaction: "I have long heard that our little brother Ma is always happy with his grudges and never sloppy in doing things. I really realized it today."

He sat back on his seat again, took out the red and white packaged Marlboro in a soft box from his pocket and handed one to Mark Lee:

"Let's talk. Tell us about your problems."

"Why do you want to help me? Why should I trust you?"

Mark Lee sniffed and held the cigarette in his mouth: "There are never things in this world without a reason, right?"

"Yes."

Ji Bu snapped his fingers. Since Mark Li was straightforward, he didn't need to beat around the bush: "You must have some idea of ​​what I do."

"Recently, I have something that I need someone to help me deal with, and I have to make some faces."

"The people in my hands can't do this kind of thing, and they don't have the ability to do it alone yet, and you, Mark Lee, are very suitable."

Ji Bu spoke very directly.

"You said it just now."

Mark Li also liked Ji Bu's straightforward character, so he continued: "I can understand if you need me to help you, but as you said just now, Tan Cheng is not that easy to deal with."

"I help you do things, and you help me get rid of Tan Cheng. The interests between the two are obviously a bit unequal. It's not that simple to get rid of Tan Cheng."

Although Mark Li is not as thoughtful as Song Zihao, he is not stupid either. Ji Bu said that if he wanted to get rid of Tan Cheng, compared with him doing things for him, this cooperation would have unequal interests at all.

"That's right."

Ji Bu nodded generously and admitted, and said without hesitation: "To tell you the truth, I have taken a fancy to you guys. No, now it should be said that it is Baishawan Wharf in the hands of Yao Changqing, the boss of Henglian."

"The location of Baishawan Pier is so good. If you can hold it in your hand, there will be a steady stream of banknotes, and it will be much more convenient to ship goods."

"The most important thing is that I have a very urgent matter at hand that I need someone to help me with. Not to mention that my people are not suitable to do this, there is another reason."

Ji Bu turned his head and looked around, then looked back at Mark Li: "You and Brother Hao are both experts in the field of counterfeit banknotes. You have done various international transactions with Brother Hao, and you know people

Naturally, there are many."

"Over there in Yue Nan, do you have any customers you know?"

"how?"

Mark Li glanced at Ji Bu and said calmly: "You want to make counterfeit money too?"

"Of course I won't."

Ji Bu smiled and waved his hand: "Do you know anyone in Yuenan who is in the flour business? I have something I want them to help with."

"I understand."

Mark Li was thoughtful and immediately understood what Ji Bu wanted to do.

"Besides, I need you to help me come forward in this matter. I can't show up."

Looking at Mark Li's expression, Ji Bu knew in his heart that Mark Li must know the person in charge of the flour business in Yue Nan.

He didn't hide it, he said it very straightforwardly: "You really can help me with this matter, others really can't do it."

"This is also the reason why I found you. Instead of enduring the humiliation and lurking here in Tan Cheng, you might as well help me."

"When the time comes, I'll help you. We'll benefit from each other and there's no need to involve Brother Hao. Isn't that true?"

Speaking of which.

Ji Bu stopped and said, "I have said everything that needs to be said. As for whether you are willing to cooperate with us, Brother Xiao Ma, that depends on you. If you are not willing, just pretend that I have not said anything."

"What happened between you and Tan Cheng has nothing to do with me, and I won't say anything I shouldn't. So don't worry about that. Everyone will go their own way."

"Jibu."

A trace of hesitation flashed in Mark Li's eyes, and he considered: "I help you with things, how can you guarantee that you will help me deal with Tan Cheng?"

"hehe."

Ji Bu smiled: "First of all, it should be regarded as a transaction between us. I know your character, Mark Li, and you are not in the habit of making mistakes for others. I will not order you. We are just cooperating."

"What you choose is your own decision, but if you don't cooperate with me, you may drag Song Zihao into the water. You make your own decision."

"As for the guarantee you mentioned, it's empty talk. I, Ji Bu, really can't make any substantial guarantee. I can only say that I, Ji Bu, always keep my word and do what I say, and I will keep my promise."

"I'm done."

Ji Bu looked at Mark Li very calmly, and then stretched out his hand towards Mark Li who was sitting in his seat.

Mark Li looked at Ji Bu up and down. After a while, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ji Bu's palm:

"What do you need me to do for you?!"

"very good."

Ji Bu smiled and nodded, and then started communicating with Mark Li quickly.

Knowing Brother Shan's next move, the initiative to take the initiative was in his hands.

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Ten o'clock in the evening.

Youjianwang.

In a nightclub with an extremely conspicuous sign.

Brother Shan dressed low-key and sat on the booth, while the two boys he brought with him stood behind him with their hands behind their backs.

By his side.

Tony, the second in command of the Yue Nan Gang, held a cigar in his mouth, picked up the foreign wine on the table and poured it into the glass: "Come on, Brother Shan, let's drink."

"hehe."

Brother Shan smiled and nodded, and after a brief taste, he looked at Tony up and down.

Tony had his hair slicked back and looked very casual in a floral shirt. Under the half-open shirt, his well-defined chest muscles were exposed.

Although he was in a nightclub, he was still wearing a pair of sunglasses and looked very stylish.

bathroom.

A man wearing a hat and a vest was standing in front of the toilet, about to unzip the toilet and drain the water.

Unexpectedly, the bracelet on his hand slipped and fell, and got into the toilet.

"Depend on."

The man squatted down, reached out and dug in the toilet, but found nothing. Then he took off his hat, wrapped it around his clenched right hand, and punched it down, causing the toilet to shatter.

He reached out again, picked up the bracelet as he wished, turned around and walked to the booth outside.

"Come, let me introduce you."

Tony looked at the man approaching and looked at Brother Shan: "This is my brother Ahu." Then he motioned to Brother Shan: "Brother Shan."

Ahu glanced at Brother Shan, then stretched out his hand to dig out the toilet: "Hello, Brother Shan."

Brother Shan glanced at Ahu, who was also very muscular, and then stretched out his hand to shake his hand, noticing his wet palm:

"Haha, you're sweating a lot."

"Here."

Tony then reached out and pointed to the dance floor below: "That is my brother, Brother Zha."

Follow the position of his fingers.

On the dance floor.

A man in a casual suit was twisting his body and dancing on the dance floor, swimming back and forth between several hot girls, dancing in an enchanting manner.

He had a short beard and a very clean shave. He was full of the flavor of a middle-aged man, which made the hot girls around him laugh and laugh.

"hehe."

Brother Shan smiled, glanced at Brother Zha on the dance floor, and commented: "You three brothers have quite a lot of character."

"good."

Tony picked up the foreign wine on the table and poured it into the cup: "I heard that Brother Shan has a batch of goods that he wants to leave recently?"

"I have a lot of goods."

Brother Shan nodded and entered the topic: "This batch of goods is very large."

"You have to go to Yue Nan."

Tony didn't wait for Brother Shan to finish speaking, and put his arm around Brother Shan's shoulders: "Of course we can let our three brothers do it when we go to Yuenan."

"We are from Yue Nan. Who else can be more familiar with us, right?"

He picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Brother Shan: "We'll help you handle it. As for the cost, you can divide it how you want. There's nothing to say."

"oh."

Brother Shan glanced at Tony with a smile: "So, then I really found the right person?"

"You're not talking nonsense."

Tony patted his chest and said, "You don't even know what we three brothers do. If you want to go to Yuenan, you will definitely look for us."

"I can say this, if we can't leave, others won't be able to leave either, so don't worry."

Just as they were talking.

Brother Zha walked back from the dance floor, sat down on the sofa, lit a cigar between his teeth, picked up the red wine next to him and poured it into a goblet.

"how?"

Tony looked at Brother Zha's expression and asked casually: "Brother, what happened? Who made you unhappy?"

"Fuck you!"

Brother Zha took a deep breath from his cigar, exhaled a puff of strong smoke, picked up the red wine bottle in front of him and threw it directly at a foreigner on the dance floor:

"You idiot, how dare you steal a girl from me!"

The red wine bottle hit the gringo's head and shattered.

"Go over and deal with that gringo."

Tony snapped his fingers and signaled Ma Zai to go over: "What is it that my eldest brother's woman dares to steal!?"

Ma Zai immediately walked over there, and before the foreigner could get angry, he directly pushed the person to the ground and carried him out.

"Brother Shan, it's just a small incident."

Tony looked at Brother Shan in a relaxed tone and said, "The strength of our three brothers is unparalleled in the Yau Tsim Mong generation."

"That's okay."

Brother Shan thought about it for a moment: "Then I'll leave this batch of goods to you and help us handle it. The accounts will definitely be easy to settle."

Before coming to find the three brothers from the Yue Nan Gang, Brother Shan himself had inquired about them. It was indeed reliable to hand over this batch of goods to Yue Nan to them.

so.

Both parties also had a very pleasant conversation.

“A pleasure to work with.”

“A pleasure to work with.”

Both parties raised their glasses of red wine happily.

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Two days later.

A phone call came to Brother Zha.

"Brother Zha."

A middle-aged voice sounded on the other end of the phone, and the other party murmured in a loud voice: "Haha, I heard that you three brothers are doing well in Hong Kong Island now."

"Brother Chen?"

Brother Zha was taken aback for a moment, and then replied in a fluent Yue voice: "It's okay, it's okay, we three brothers are just trying to make ends meet."

There was a pause.

He smiled and said: "Brother Chen called me today. Is there any way to make money that he wants to play with us three brothers?!"

Brother Chen is a well-known local drug lord in Yue Nan, and naturally the three brothers have heard about it for a long time.

"Hahaha"

Brother Chen raised his head and laughed: "You guys really know how to do business."

There was a pause.

He continued: "Don't mention it. Recently, a buyer asked me for a batch of goods. The demand is quite large. I don't have enough goods in hand, so I asked you three brothers if you have any tips to help.

Let me recommend you."

"Goods?"

Brother Zha was stunned when he heard this and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, how much do you want?"

"How many?"

Brother Chen curled his lips and said with great pride: "I want as much as you have. How about it? Is there anyone who can introduce me?!"

"What a coincidence."

Brother Zha rolled his eyes when he heard this, then covered the phone and looked at Tony who was peeling an apple: "Brother Chen, who was mumbling more, asked us if we had any goods."

"have."

Tony replied without raising his head: "Didn't Ah Shan, the one who rushed to the street, want us to help him transport a batch of goods to Yue Nan?"

“Can’t we just give them this batch of goods?!”

"Ha ha."

Brother Zha smiled and nodded, and then nodded to Brother Chen: "What a coincidence, I just have a batch of goods in hand, let me transport it to you?!"

"OK."

Brother Chen agreed directly: "Then it's settled, we'll discuss the details later."

"Then get in touch."

Both parties hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone.

Brother Chen turned to look at Mark Li who was standing next to him: "Xiao Ma, for Brother Hao's sake, I will help you handle the matter."

"Thank you, Brother Chen. It's not in vain that I flew all the way here to find you."

Mark Li smiled and nodded, picked up the small suitcase beside him, opened it and pushed it in front of Brother Chen. Inside was neatly numbered U.S. dollars:

"Half of the US dollars here are really produced by us. I can only thank Brother Chen."

"Hahaha"

Brother Chen smiled brightly and accepted it directly: "Say hello to Brother Hao for me."

"certainly."

Mark Li smiled and nodded, then stood up to leave, and then hung up the phone to Ji Bu: "The matter is done."

(End of chapter)