Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 18 I Can't, I Can't Do It
"roll!"

Wu Fei stretched out his hand and directly opened Tony's hand on his shoulder, but his tone of voice was obviously weaker.

"Humph."

Tony snorted coldly, and looked up and down at Wu Fei: "Don't think that if you follow Ji Bu, you will be prestige if you have a few more places in your hands."

"It's such a big place, just you two bad boys, if you can't take care of it and embarrass Ji Bu, then it will be a big shame."

He turned his head and looked at the gambling stall owner beside him: "Boss, I advise you, when you hand in the numbers in the future, leave a written note for every transaction."

"In case there is some bad boy who is in the middle, no one will be able to tell."

"Hahaha"

After Tony finished speaking, he looked up and laughed, and went out.

"Pounce on your mother."

Wu Fei had a gloomy face, looked at the back of Tony leaving, gritted his teeth and did not speak any more.

"Brother Fly."

The boss of the gambling stall glanced at Wu Fei, smiled and took out the banknotes he had prepared earlier and handed them to him:
"This is the number given to the above this month, you count."

"Ah."

The starting points for the deadpan.

"this is for you."

The gambling stall owner once again took out a red coin and handed it to Wu Fei: "From now on, we will have a happy cooperation."

"rest assured."

Wu Fei felt the thickness of Li Shi, waved his hand and said: "With me, Wu Fei, you are sure that you have nothing to do with your friends."

Done.

He took the money and was about to leave.

"Eh."

But the boss of the gambling stall called him from behind: "Wait a minute, Brother Wufly."

"What?"

"This is the receipt, please sign it and put your fingerprint on it."

The boss of the gambling stall wrote down the details of the payment on the receipt, tore it off and handed it to Wu Fei, and handed it in front of Wu Fei, and brought a red ink pad box over by the way.

"Hey."

Wu Fly's face turned down, looking at the paper, pen and ink pad in front of him, his tone was very unhappy: "What are you doing? Look down on me, Wu Fly?"

Just as Tony left, the boss of the gambling stall really did what he said. Isn't this a naked humiliation of himself.

"no."

The boss of the gambling stall kept his face unchanged, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the first time we have cooperated, it's just a matter of process."

"Excuse me, don't make it difficult for me."

"you!"

Wu Fei's face was livid, he gritted his teeth and endured it, signed his name and fingerprint, threw the receipt to the boss, and left with a cold face.

"Eh"

The owner of the gambling stall collected the receipt and looked at the crow that had already gone out: "Okay, I have some fun."

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three days later.

Accounting company meeting room.

Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui opened the door and walked in, his white-gray hair was very conspicuous.

He looked at Ji Bu for a moment, then walked to the front, glanced at Hua Tsai and Tony sitting below:
"It's like this, you guys should know about the casinos in the middle of our commercial street, right?"

"When Liangkun was here, I talked with them many times, but the conversation never came down."

"Now, brother Kun has spoken, this big guy Ji must take it down, Abu, can you arrange the people in your hands?"

Daxieji's casino is just in the middle of their territory, not to mention the profit in the middle, the location alone is also a must.

"Ah."

Ji Bu thought briefly, looked at Tony, and ordered:

"Tony, you have the most people in your hands, and Hua Zi has no one in his hands. Recently, there are a lot of things. You can take care of the big brother Ji's affairs."

"No no no!"

Tony immediately stood up from his seat, with a smile on his face: "Boss, I can't do this."

He shook his head again and again, repeating: "Maybe it can be done, it can't be done."

"Can't figure it out?"

Ji Bu squinted his eyes, looking at Tony with a little more coldness in his eyes.

"When Liangkun was in charge of the company, he couldn't handle the big brother Ji's affairs."

Tony asked rationally: "Boss, if you let me go now, I'm sure I can't handle it. Is it possible that my ability is better than that of Brother Kun!"

Speaking of it.

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, and he said with a sneer: "Besides, there is no one in Hua Zai's hands, and I have no one in my hands now either."

"You gave half of my place to Hua Zai. If I lost my place, the people under my management would naturally disband a lot."

"So, I can't handle the matter of the big brother Ji. If you see who can handle it, you can let him go."

Done.

Tony spread his hands, showing a regretful expression, and sat directly on the seat with his legs crossed, looking foolish.

His attitude is very obvious:

You withdrew the field from me, and now you want me to be out, this is impossible.

"Ha ha."

Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui glanced at Tony, then at Ji Bu, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he didn't speak.

Of course he knew what the Dao Dao was, but it had nothing to do with him.

"Abu."

Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui shook the bangs that fell on his forehead: "Brother Kun said, I will give you a week."

"In a week, he wants to see that this area is under Brother Kun's banner, nothing else."

"Ah."

Ji Bu nodded.

"That's fine."

Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui didn't write any ink, and waved his hand: "The words have been brought, so I will leave first."

With his departure, the office fell into a brief silence.

"Tony!"

Hua Tsai stood up, stared at Tony, and asked, "If you don't do this, who will?"

"When you get the money every month, you rush to the front, but now you have to run away when you have to do things?"

"Hehe, I didn't run away."

Tony glanced sideways at Hua Tsai, turned sideways and shook his legs: "I don't have anyone under my command now."

His tone then sank: "You're all right now, you have so many places under your control, hurry up and organize it, and recruit more handsome boys to pull the team together."

"You just split the scene, and it's time to show your ability. This matter must belong to you."

His eyes fell on Ji Bu: "Boss, do you think what I said makes sense?!"

Ji Bu sat on the seat and smoked a cigarette expressionlessly, without expressing his opinion.

"Of course."

Tony licked his dry lips and squinted at Ji Bu: "It's okay if you want me to contribute to this matter, boss, please approve some funds for me."

"Maybe I can still come out and do things with the pretty boy in my hand just for the sake of money."

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu flicked the cigarette between his fingers: "Funding? How much do you want?"

"no more, no less."

Tony stretched out a finger: "One hundred thousand mosquitoes is enough."

"Ah, I see."

With the original expression on his face, Ji Bu stood up from his seat, took off his coat, and walked towards Tony with his white shirt sleeves rolled up:
"Brother Tony means that if you don't have any money, even if I'm the person in charge, I won't be able to command you?"

"I dare not."

Tony shook his head with a disdainful expression: "You are a big boss, of course you have the final say."

He looked at Ji Bu who was walking towards him, and kept saying:
"But there's no way around it. Money is definitely needed to do things. Without money, I can't command the pretty boys under me, don't you think?"

"Pounce on your mother!"

Ji Bu suddenly picked up the ashtray on the table, grabbed Tony's hair with his left hand and pressed his head on the table.

"Oh!"

The hard ashtray hit Tony's head, and blood splashed out immediately.

Beads of blood splattered on Ji Bu's white shirt, like wintersweet blooming in the cold winter.

"banknote?"

"You can't make a pretty boy without money?!"

Ji Bulen stared at Tony with his eyeballs, and waved the ashtray in his hand expressionlessly.

"bang bang bang"

The dull sound was accompanied by blood splashed on the ground, and the whole office fell silent in an instant.

Hua Tsai looked at Ji Bu who was waving the ashtray, his eyelids twitched following his movements.

a while.

Ji Bu stopped, threw the blood-stained ashtray aside, took out a tissue and wiped the blood on his hands:

"Andy Lau!"

"You do this."

(End of this chapter)