Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

The old place is a place.

Of course, no place will be called the old place.

Lianxiang Tower.

A tea house with a history of more than 100 years in Shen Jiannan's eyes.

Like most teahouses in Hong Kong, this teahouse has a nice name but it’s not unromantic. It’s neither luxurious nor trendy, but it’s good for dim sum, refreshing tea, and well-known in the street.

Shen Jiannan used to come here to drink tea often, and this place is indeed an old place for him.

In the lobby on the first floor of Lianxiang Building, Shen Jiannan sat around a table and sipped refreshments alone.

The snacks that are not delicate but have a good taste, and the sweet and refreshing tea, can be said to be not much different from the later taste.

Around, there were also many people scattered in the guest seats.

There are both suits and leather shoes, as well as Tang suits. People of different backgrounds and identities sit together, as if reflecting the rivers and lakes of Hong Kong.

I don't know if it's because the snacks are too delicious or the tea is too intoxicating, but Shen Jiannan, who is sitting in the corner, feels drunk with tea.

In the play, the big brothers in the rivers and lakes are all masters of the tea ceremony. When deciding to kill and kill between cups of tea, there is always a way to be drawn in a cup of tea.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes. Once they fall into this dreamlike glass city, how many people can see themselves from the refraction of these lights and shadows.

He didn't want to plot against Peng San.

But he couldn't help himself in this goddamn '90s either.

Everyone knows that Hong Kong before and after 1997 is two worlds, and Hong Kong under colonialism is another world during the day and at night.

Later in Hong Kong, no matter day or night, no one in any community dared to collect lump land in an open and aboveboard manner, but now Hong Kong collects protection fees in the same way as the Industrial and Commercial Bureau collects taxes.

This is an asshole era.

Fists are greater than justice, knives and guns are greater than law.

If there is no reliable person to help me behind my back, I am afraid that I will get fat and I can only let others slaughter me.

"What a fucking age!"

Half of the pot of tea went down, and half of the snacks went down.

It took only half an hour, and Shen Jiannan lamented that the person who should come had come.

As soon as he entered the door, Peng San excitedly walked over to Shen Jiannan's table. Without waiting for a greeting, he grabbed the pastry on the table and stuffed it into his mouth like a starved ghost reincarnated.

The pastry is huge, half the size of a fist.

Peng San was choked to death, he quickly grabbed the kettle on the table and took a sip.

At this moment, Shen Jiannan kicked Peng San's leg, and the defenseless Peng San was kicked and choked immediately.

"Ahem, cough, why are you kicking me?"

Shen Jiannan's complexion was not very good-looking.

On Peng San's arm, there was a bandage wrapped in gauze.

Shen Jiannan cursed in a low voice.

"What did you do? If I tell you something is wrong, run away."

"It's okay. A little injury."

"Come out and talk to me."

Peng San subconsciously lowered his head, he could see that Shen Jiannan was really angry.

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After paying the tea money, the two went out one after another, and walked to a place where there were few people. Shen Jiannan asked with a straight face.

"what happened."

"some days ago"

Peng San recounted the events of the previous few days as if he had beaten chicken blood, and then the thief Xixi took out a wad of money from his pocket.

"Dangdang. Look."

Bundled banknotes with a face value of one thousand.

A full three bars.

Thirty thousand yuan.

This is the extra medical expenses that Lian Kun gave after Peng San helped Yunji win the site in Shanghuan.

Seeing the excited Peng San, Shen Jiannan suddenly became angry, he kicked and cursed.

"That's the only thing you can do. Thirty thousand yuan, is your brain kicked by a donkey? If you get thirty thousand yuan, you can go up there to show off your skills. What if you get hacked to death?"

The excited Peng San seemed to have been splashed with cold water.

He retorted with a dark face.

"It wasn't you who asked me to hang out."

"Aren't you going to piss me off? What did I tell you? Run when the situation is wrong. What do you want you to remember the way? Just to let you run away if you can't fight, and you will sell your life for 30,000 yuan. Is your life so worthless?"

"Anyway, he didn't die, and it cost 30,000 yuan to be stabbed twice. If you let it go to your hometown, believe it or not, thousands of people lined up to fight for it."

"Peng San, do you want to rebel? What did I tell you that day?"

"Jian'an, I know you are worried about my safety."

"As long as you know."

"But I really want to look like a human being. I'm not as good-looking and smart as you. You also said that if I have no money like me, I will definitely not be popular with women. I am not young. My father wants to hug Grandson. Me."

Listening to Peng San's voice getting lower and lower, Shen Jiannan's eyes kept flickering.

Life is like a play, all depends on acting skills.

Knowing that Peng San was slashed twice, Shen Jiannan didn't know if he was really worried about Peng San's safety.

silence.

After a long silence, Shen Jiannan took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw one to Peng San.

"Wipe wipe".

The lighter lit up under the dim light, and I lit up the cigarette and took a puff. The feeling of nicotine entering the body made me dizzy.

Peng San didn't say anything more, he stood beside Shen Jiannan silently smoking a cigarette.

The firework flickered on and off with the inhalation, exhaled the last puff of smoke, Shen Jiannan said in a deep voice.

"Old Peng. Do you really want to hang around forever?"

"Um."

Shen Jiannan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He had already seen that Peng San was very suitable for gangsters, but now that Peng San really became a young and Dangerous boy, he was not happy at all.

What is Young and Dangerous.

It's a gangster.

most unpromising career.

If you do well, you will contribute to the police uncle, if you do not do well, you will contribute to the police uncle.

In summary, a dead end.

However, Peng San obviously wants to go all the way to the dark now.

This is not in line with Shen Jiannan's original intention.

No matter how you say it, the two of them came out together, and Peng San sincerely regards him as a brother.

"Old Peng. There is a word "Bi" on the side door, which means that it will not be on the table after all. Although it is true that the money comes faster, it will always be a small thing."

"But."

"Listen to what I have to say."

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"Let's talk about Hong Kong without talking about other places. Who are the richest people in Hong Kong? It's Li Zhencheng, Huo Dong, and Guo Bingnan. The bosses of those associations hang their heads on their waists and work hard. Why are they not as rich as these people? Because People are following the right way, and the underworld can be used as a means but definitely not as an end."

In the dark night, Peng San's eyes flickered, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Let's talk about it. It will be 97 in a few years. When Hong Kong returns to China, how far do you think you can go on this road? Don't tell me you forgot what it was like before."

This time, Peng San shivered cleverly.

How could he forget.

That year, he was a freshman in high school.

"It's not easy to live forever. We can look beyond the money, but some things can't be too much. Otherwise, if you are liquidated in the future, do you think you can run away?"

"So you're not messing around?"

"You still have to hang out. If you don't hang out, we won't be able to gain a foothold in Hong Kong. What I mean is, keep a bottom line, don't do drugs, coerce people to go out and sell these things."

"I do not."

"I know you haven't thought about touching these things now, but you are in the world, and some things are beyond your control. So what I mean is, don't touch these harmful things."

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"Do you know why I called you here today?"

"Um?"

"When the stock market opens next Monday, I will ask Lu Shu to close his position and withdraw the money."

Although Peng San is often scolded for having strong limbs and a simple mind, he must not be a fool who can teach, he immediately asked back.

"Are you afraid that he will go back on his word?"

Of course, Shen Jiannan was not only worried about Lu Shu's repentance.

There was a time when he thought about getting rid of Lu Shu and going to the trading center to trick richer people into investing, but in the end, he had no choice but to give up.

In Hong Kong, a place colonized by ghosts, the rich today are not fuel-efficient.

If you lose money, you won't let him go, and if you make too much money, you won't let him go.

People's hearts are sinister, he has to be on guard.

On the contrary, Lu Shu, who came from the mainland together, has a shallow background in Hong Kong. In fact, his assets of one million dollars are only at the level of a petty bourgeoisie. If he really wants to play any tricks, Peng San is enough.

Shen Jiannan wasn't going to tell Peng San these words, he said casually.

"Be prepared. It's hundreds of thousands, and it will make people feel distressed if anyone wants to give it up."

"cough cough cough"

Peng San, who was smoking, was almost choked to death, he couldn't believe it.

"How many?"

"Not much, 600,000 yuan at the close of trading on Friday."

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