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The next morning.

When Uncle Qi walked up to the second floor of the tea restaurant, Li Wenhang was frowning and looking at the account book Hua Qiang brought back.

"What's the matter, Hangzi, looking so gloomy?" Uncle Qi pulled out a chair and sat down with a smile, asking curiously.

Li Wenhang threw the account book on the table, took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose and said: "Touma Jun, that bastard, borrowed all the money for the goods from Dong Ying, which made Dong Ying's group of thieves use the excuse to attack me.

It’s a full four million, and I didn’t chop him a few more times while he was still alive, so he really made a profit.”

"four million?"

Uncle Seven was also shocked when he heard such a huge amount.

And what is more troublesome than this huge amount is the people who owe money.

That was the Dongying Society, now a well-deserved first-class society in Hong Kong Island.

There are nearly 10,000 registered members of the Dongying Society alone. The name of the Five Tigers of Dongying under their command is even more famous in Hong Kong. Under the Five Tigers, there are also eight district heads, starting from Tsuen Wan.

All the way to Chai Wan, almost half of Hong Kong Island, there are traces of active members of Dong Ying.

Compared with such a behemoth, Wo Ngee Ann, which can only huddle in Yuen Long now, is not even an egg that can hit a stone.

The fear that could not be concealed on Uncle Seventh's face was naturally hidden from Li Wenhang.

He put on his glasses again and comforted softly: "You don't have to worry too much, Uncle Qi, although Tung Ying Society is big, it is impossible for everyone to come to Yuen Long to seek annexation with us just for a few million, and

Debts are extinguished after death, and it is the rules of the world. There is no reason for the society to violate them."

"That's right, that's right."

Uncle Qi laughed twice, as if to cover up his embarrassment, and hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, Hangzi, I asked a few old friends to find out about the Iron Tower text you asked me to check. He used to be from Ben Leihu.

Close, I just came out to work as a base recently, I should have two to three hundred people under my command."

As soon as I was hired, there were two to three hundred people following me...

After all, being from a big club brings glory.

Li Wenhang clicked his tongue inwardly, and Uncle Seven took the opportunity to ask, "What are you going to do about this matter, Hangzi?"

"I checked the account carefully and found that Touma Jun owed at most two million and a few hundred thousand. As soon as Tietawen took up his post and came out to collect the money, he shouted for four million. He probably wanted to take the opportunity to get more money. I

I plan to seize this excuse first, teach him a lesson, and then wait for Dongying’s people to talk about it and see how they plan to talk about it.”

Seeing that Li Wenhang had already come up with a solid plan, the seventh uncle breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and said: "Since you have an idea, just do what you said. If you have any questions, please contact me and your other two uncles. You too

I just took over the club, so if you can find something useful, you don’t have to be embarrassed to call us old guys."

"I know Uncle Seven, I'll ask Xiwei to take you back..."

"No need." Uncle Seven waved his hand, stood up and left.

When he was going down the stairs, he happened to see Xi Wei leading a female doctor upstairs. Although he was curious, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Brother Hang, Doctor Zhao is here."

"Well, call her over."

Li Wenhang, who had just sent away his seventh uncle, put away the account book, changed hands, and took out the pre-drafted contract.

When she turned back, Zhao Wen was already standing at the long table, looking at the Guan Gong shrine behind Li Wenhang, looking quite reserved.

"Sit down, just think of the one in the back as the God of Wealth statue, don't pay too much attention to it."

After Zhao Wen sat down, Li Wenhang pushed the contract in front of her and handed over a bank card.

"As for the new Yuanhang Pharmaceutical Company, you own 10% of the shares. In addition, there is one million in this card, which is the company's initial registration fee. As for the pharmaceutical factory, I will ask someone to contact you in the next few days. You can

I am mainly responsible for selecting a few people who know how to make medicine, and seize the time to make a batch of medicine first. Are there any problems?"

Zhao Wen did not answer, but took the contract first and read it carefully.

Li Wenhang didn't push him, and asked Xiwei to pour a pot of tea, hold the cup, and take a sip.

After a while, Zhao Wen put down the contract and nodded to Li Wenhang.

"No problem, I'll contact you as soon as I get back."

"How long will it take to make the first batch of medicine?"

Zhao Wen made an estimate in her heart, and then hesitantly said: "About...two months?"

"One month."

Li Wenhang raised a finger.

"I will give you 10% of the shares from the company. I am not asking you to take it for free. If you can't do it within a month, I will find someone else."

Zhao Wen frowned, looking quite struggling.

But looking at Li Wenhang's serious look in front of her, she knew that there was no room for negotiation on this matter, so she could only nod in agreement: "I will try my best to give it a try."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about necessity. My patience is limited, so don't let me down."

Without giving Zhao Wen any more chance to nag, Li Wenhang said hello.

"Xiwei, go and see Doctor Zhao off for me."

"Yes, Doctor Zhao, let's go."

Xiwei stepped forward and took Zhao Wen out of the tea restaurant, while Li Wenhang made a phone call after watching Zhao Wen leave.

"Huaqiang, ask the brothers to say hello to Tie Tawen for me."

…

Inside Jun Sheng Mahjong Hall.

This hall that once belonged to Touma Jun has now completely changed its owner.

Yueping and Dahai, two trusted brothers of Huaqiang, were sitting across from each other, surrounded by short mules, nervously rubbing open the poker cards in their hands.

"Two a's, haha, I still can't beat you now!"

Dahai took the lead and threw the poker on the table in excitement, and the boys behind him also cheered.

"You thought you could defeat me with two aces, look what this is, Leopard Nine!"

Before Yueping could recover from the excitement of winning the card, the door of the mahjong parlor was suddenly pulled open, and a figure broke in.

"Brother Long!"

The boy guarding the door rushed to say hello to the people who came, and everyone else, including Yueping and Dahai, also looked over curiously.

Dian Zailong, the number one red stick in Ngee Ann, did not stay at his own Xinglong boxing gym, but instead came to their place.

"You guys are really quick in your moves, so you'll take over Ajun's game now," the crazy kid teased casually as he looked around.

After all, it was the veteran red stick sole in the club. The younger brothers who had just shouted were silent at this time and just watched silently.

Yueping stood up, took the initiative to take over the conversation and said, "What's the matter, Brother Long? We are all our own people. If you have any issues, just talk to us directly."

"If I want to talk about it, I can't talk to a young guy like you. Where is Huaqiang?"

Diaizilong sat half-assed on the table, grabbed a mahjong tile, and weighed it in his hands.

Seeing his irritated look, Dahai stood up and deliberately made the chair rattle, while Yueping narrowed his eyes.

"Brother Long, although we are the younger brothers, we can't just let some cats and dogs bother the older brother. Maybe we will be scolded."

"A cat and a dog, ha..."

Diaizilong sneered, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he directly smashed the mahjong tiles onto Yueping.

"If you don't know how to speak, just shut up and wait for your boss to come and talk to me. If I hadn't had a good temper and said this to you, I wouldn't have beaten you to death!"

"He was shouting that he was going to be beaten to death so early in the morning, and he was still licking his face and saying that he had a good temper. Yueping, you should learn how to speak now."

Accompanied by chuckles, Hua Qiang walked down the stairs and stood in front of Diaizilong.

"Don't you want to find me? Tell me what you want."

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