Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 77 He's a Ghost
Lin Kun looked at the fruit knife stabbing Miencha's neck, and stopped immediately: "Stop!"

Ji Bu stopped.

"Ding"

The sharp blade of the fruit knife pierced the floor, making a crisp collision sound. As for Miencha himself, his body also trembled.

"Grass!"

Ji Bu slapped Miencha on the face: "Why the hell are you shaking? I thought you weren't afraid of death."

talking room.

He stood up, opened the stool and sat down: "Brother Kun, just get rid of this street rush, what are you doing with it?"

"Not in a hurry."

Lin Kun replied: "The top priority is to recover that batch of goods."

The implication of his words is already obvious.

Mecha can't be killed.

Lin Kun has his own considerations. The relationship between him and the Eight-faced Buddha is very delicate now. If Miencha is killed, it will create a situation that he does not want to face now.

"..."

Ji Bu didn't speak any more after hearing the words.

"Micha."

Lin Kun got up and walked to Miencha's side, and gave him a condescending look: "You have some skills, dare to blackmail me on Lin Kun's territory."

"Ha ha."

Miancha stiffened his neck and didn't look at Lin Kun: "Lin Kun, it's just that your pony got lucky and had a good idea and bumped into me by mistake, otherwise your batch of goods would have been gone."

"pity."

Lin Kun raised his foot and kicked Miencha: "It turns out that your old man will have to pay double the price to bring you back, isn't it?"

"Humph!"

Micha snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"Take it."

Lin Kun waved his hand to signal Wu Fei and Hua Tsai to take Mien Cha down, and he would arrange for someone to handle the next batch of goods.

"Brother Kun."

Ji Bu looked at Mien Cha who was being taken down, and added: "In my opinion, just get rid of this one."

"The water in this line is very deep, and I will handle the matter of Miancha myself."

"Ok."

When Ji Bu heard this, he stopped talking.

He glanced at the position of the door, and murmured in his heart: "This Miancha, the role of the toolman is quite comprehensive."

With what Miancha said just now, he was completely separated from this matter, and then it was time to fight the fire.

"I, Lin Kun, have always been clear about rewards and punishments in my work. If I have meritorious service, I will be rewarded, and if I have done wrong, I will be punished."

Lin Kun returned to his seat and sat down, skipping the topic of Mien Cha, and his eyes fell on Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui again:
"Duan Kun, you did a very bad job in this matter. For the next six months, all your shares will be confiscated. Do you have any objection to me doing this?"

"I have no opinion."

Duan Kun sniffed, his face was hot, and the two slaps Lin Kun slapped just now still hurt:
"I didn't do things well, it's mine."

"Ah."

Lin Kun glanced at Duan Kun: "If you have nothing to do in the future, you can take Abu with you."

"what"

When Duan Kun heard Lin Kun's words, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, with a glint of gloom flashing in his eyes, and said expressionlessly:
"Okay, I'll definitely take him."

under the desk.

Duan Kun clenched his hands on his knees into fists.

"Liang Kun!"

Lin Kun's gaze followed Liang Kun, and his tone became a bit more serious: "You paid for the goods you delivered, but you returned with a pile of waste paper!"

"Yes."

Liang Kun responded unwillingly.

"If Abu hadn't caught Miencha back to me by mistake, then the batch of goods in my hand would have been sent to the Eight-faced Buddha's pocket for nothing."

Lin Kun tapped his finger on the table, and said in a playful tone, "Tell me, how should I express to Abu."

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Hearing what Lin Kun said, Liangkun looked at Ji Bu with gloomy eyes: "Yes, Abu is capable, and the big brother has the final say on how to express himself."

"it is good."

Lin Kun responded and sat up straight: "Since you said so, I know it."

"How about this."

He thought briefly and made a decision: "The eight commercial streets you are in charge of now, let Abu manage half of them."

"what?!"

Liang Kun almost subconsciously jumped up from the seat like a cat whose tail was stepped on:

"Give him half of it? Why!"

If he really allocated half of the commercial street under his command to Ji Bu, then the money that goes into his pocket every month will be almost cut in half.

"why?"

Lin Kun nodded vigorously on the table with his fingers: "It's because Abu has more brains than you."

He reached out and took out a document from the drawer, opened it and threw it on the table:
"The Zhongxiao Street you just gave to Abu the day before yesterday has already started to make money. Do you have this efficiency?"

This document is the contract for the procedures related to the night market on Zhongxiao Street and the recruitment of vendors:
"How long has Zhongxiao Street been in your hands, and what additional benefits has it produced? Why did it change hands to Abu, and you can get so much more money at once?!"

Liang Kun's lips twitched a few times, looking at the pile of documents in front of him, he gritted his teeth and did not say another word.

"Let's talk about what you did this time."

Lin Kun snorted unceremoniously: "Just a simple face-to-face transaction, you can get back a pile of waste paper. Is this what you do?"

"I"

Liang Kun opened her mouth: "That's because I underestimated Miencha, who dared to blackmail our products."

"underestimate?"

Lin Kun didn't save Liang Kun any face, and scolded: "I think you are imbecile!"

"A character like Miancha can easily fool you with a pile of counterfeit banknotes. You say you are not an imbecile?!"

Speaking of it.

He praised Ji Bu again: "Look at A Bu again, if it wasn't for him, this batch of goods would have been eaten by the Eight-faced Buddha for nothing!"

"Whether it's managing the scene or doing things, you are far behind Abramovich in all aspects."

"So, I think your top priority now is not to do things, but to settle down. You need to settle down. I say that, do you understand what I mean?!"

Lin Kun has expressed the meaning very clearly in just a few words.

"Ha ha!"

Liangkun lost all face, gritted her teeth and turned her head to the side, full of dissatisfaction: "Yes, he is amazing, he is lofty, and he does things more powerful than me!"

"presumptuous!"

Lin Kun slapped the table, his face turned completely cold: "Jingkun, do you know what you are talking about?"

"You are unfair, you are always against Ji Bu!"

Liang Kun also completely let go at this moment, leaned down and pressed his hands on the table, looked at Ji Bu with raised eyebrows, and said in a hoarse voice:

"This transaction is very weird. I think Ji Bu must be playing tricks in the middle."

He stared at Ji Bu: "At first, big brother, you let him go with Brother Shan. It's such a good job, why didn't Ji Bu go?!"

"Not only did Ji Bu refuse, but he also took the initiative to hand over the matter to me. He knew from the very beginning that there was a problem with this transaction."

"He acts so strangely that I have no reason not to doubt him. In my opinion, maybe this kid is a ghost, the ghost of the Eight-faced Buddha."

Liang Kun raised his hand and pointed to Ji Bu who was opposite him:

"Ji Bu is so ambitious in his work. It is very likely that he and Miencha came in together to set me up, and then swallowed our batch of goods."

(End of this chapter)