Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

The minimum is 10 million, and the maximum is 60 million.

For a time, more than 20 bucket shops in the area from Sheung Wan to Central were in dire straits.

It's okay for Peng San alone, but behind Peng San there is Yun Ji.

No one could be sure what the consequences would be if he moved Peng San.

Once Peng San is moved, then Yun Ji will definitely not let it go, and the Qingshan Club behind Yun Ji will definitely not be good after moving Yun Ji.

This is community.

One prospers all, one loses all.

Internally, it is easy to say anything, but if the members of the association remain indifferent to being bullied by outsiders, then the association will definitely not be able to survive.

Although everyone knows that loyalty is a lie, but without loyalty, people's hearts will definitely disperse, and once people's hearts are dispersed, the team will not be able to lead.

It's just that no one thought that Yunji was actually the one who had the most headaches.

After receiving the news from Lin Jiadong, Lian Kun was in a bad mood.

More than 60 million.

Such a large sum of money can kill people just thinking about it.

What concept?

Yunji's annual net profit is about 300 million yuan, which includes Yunji's finance, Yunji's share of the fruit market in the eighteen districts, and all management fee income under Yunji's jurisdiction.

But Yunji can only get half of the money.

And Yunji has more than a thousand formal members plus peripheral members.

This means that more than 60 million yuan is almost half of Yunji's annual profit.

Profit is not equal to the amount that can be spent.

If such a large amount of money is directly spent, Yunji may not be far from bankruptcy.

Will Hei Shi go bankrupt?

of course.

It seems that Hei Shi will run all kinds of profit-making industries to make money every day, but this day-to-day money-making involves all aspects.

The expenditures for management, land grabs, settling expenses, medical expenses, legal fees, and travel expenses in a year are almost astronomical. In many cases, the money and even life of the peripheral boys are a problem.

To give or not to give?

Lian Kun didn't know how to make this decision.

Yes, Yunji is afraid that it will go bankrupt. Without enough funds to maintain the association, this association will not be able to survive.

do not give?

If my brother doesn't give me any money, then the reputation of Yun Ji will be ruined if it spreads out.

After hesitating for a long time, Lian Kun picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

In capitalist countries, the gap between rich and poor has always been huge.

As a colony of an established capitalist country, it is difficult for Hong Kong to avoid this problem.

Some people can only curl up in low-rent houses like pigeon cages, while others occupy luxury villas with several acres of land.

Happy Valley, Royal Courtyard.

White European architectural style, imitation of the British royal family complex.

This is one of the mansion gardens where the rich gather in Hong Kong.

In a three-story independent mansion, Shen Jiannan led a group of people around the courtyard, chatting and laughing happily.

"Brother Zheng, I'll make arrangements later, and you guys will take them over."

"Boss, this is absolutely unacceptable. You won't be rewarded for your merits. We didn't do anything when we first came here. You're both accepting the wind and giving money. It's not in compliance with the rules."

"Brother Zheng, what are you talking about?"

"But."

"Don't you want to take your family out?"

After being swept by Shen Jiannan's gaze, everyone looked away embarrassedly.

If you have the ability, who wants your family to suffer in their hometown.

Not enough to eat, not warm to wear.

As a son of man, as an elder brother, no one wants to live a better life for his family.

"But."

But we're just here, but we haven't done anything yet.

Shen Jiannan knew exactly what Zheng Zheng wanted to say, but how could he feel relieved if he didn't put the family members of these people under control.

People's hearts are changing.

It is necessary to treat the people around you like your relatives and to establish beliefs like brainwashing is the way to control the situation.

"It's nothing to worry about. Since you have come to my company, we will be a family in the future. In terms of safety, you will have to worry about it in the future."

When it comes to work, as the current head of First Security, Zheng Zheng didn't dare to be vague anymore, he said hastily.

"this is what we are supposed to do."

"That's it. Let's do our own thing. I'll leave the security matters to you, and you can follow my arrangements on life and money matters."

Having said all this, what else can Zheng Zheng say.

he said gratefully.

"thank you boss!"

"thank you boss!"

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Shen Jiannan was very satisfied.

With these scouts who have been on the battlefield following them, even if they travel all over the world in the future, they don't have to worry about hurting people with too much money.

"Ring ring ring!"

The big brother on the table rang loudly.

"Jiannan, Lian Kun asked me to have dinner together tonight."

It's Peng San's call.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shen Jiannan narrowed his eyes.

At this time, Lian Kun was looking for Peng San for dinner, maybe it was a Hongmen Banquet.

"I'm afraid it's not good to call you over at this time."

"It shouldn't be so, Lian Kun is still good to me."

"More than 60 million, do you think it's not enough? How many lives do you think it can buy in China?"

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"Put on the body armor."

"It's not necessary!"

"Listen to me. Otherwise, if you are hacked to death, how will I explain to your parents, how to explain to the white face."

"Crow mouth, you!"

"Put it on."

"All right."

"Full set."

"Long-winded, I see."

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After hanging up the phone.

A cold smile appeared in Shen Jiannan's eyes.

Peng San is too sentimental.

If Lian Kun didn't make a move, it would be very difficult for him to turn his back on him.

But if Lian Kun is not dead, how can he make people feel at ease.

Lian Kun, your Hongmen Banquet is coming at a very good time. For the sake of everyone's peace in the future, please die!

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Meat is for eating.

Even Kun's thick body is all due to eating.

A large white stainless steel pot stands in the middle of the table. The big white bone soup in the pot is constantly gushing out heat as it boils. With the heat wave surging, you can see the blood-colored red chili oil in the pot.

The heat is very strong.

It is difficult to see the person in front of you when you are close at hand. It is like a layer of thick fog that makes people feel hazy in their hearts. It makes people want to see the world clearly through the thick fog.

"Hush."

He picked up a piece of beef in the nest with chopsticks and blew a mouthful.

Before the heat dissipated, Lian Kun put the hot beef covered in chili oil into his mouth.

The beef just out of the water is very hot.

As you chew, the beef with boiling water in it makes you wonder if it can burn the corners of your mouth.

A stream of hot sweat involuntarily flowed from Lian Kun's forehead.

The constant sweat made people wonder whether he was suffering or eating meat.

But Lian Kun just likes this feeling.

He chewed the beef in his mouth and said with a smile.

"Hot pot, you have to eat it like this to have a taste. It has to be hot and spicy to be strong. Uncle Dong, Ah San, try it too."

No one answered.

Lin Jiadong glanced helplessly at Peng San, and then at Lian Kun with a wry smile.

He didn't know what to say.

It doesn't matter to Peng San, if the eldest brother wants him to eat with him, that's all.

As for the younger brothers behind Lian Kun, all of them were watching and turning a deaf ear.

Everyone knows that the boss is in a bad mood right now.

"Hush!"

Pick up a piece of beef and take a breath.

Not long after, Lian Kun wiped out most of the beef in the pot by himself.

With the supplement of energy and the fiery red spicy shrimp, Lian Kun's whole body was covered with oil and his forehead was full of sweat.

Soon, the last piece of meat in the pot also entered Lian Kun's stomach.

He burped and grabbed the paper towel on the table and wiped the corner of his mouth that was covered in chili oil.

Immediately, the white tissue was stained red.

"This chili is okay. It's a dry product from Sichuan. Ah San, look at this chili. It's extremely spicy when you eat it. After eating it, the color is red like blood. If you want to eat chili in the future, you must buy this kind of chili. ?”

Money is a good thing.

But if you take this money, you have to spend your life.

This is what Lian Kun meant.