Starting from floating in Hong Kong

Zhao Guomin was overjoyed, his originally listless expression seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and he struggled to sit up from the ground.

"Is what you said true?"

"Of course." Qin Yi nodded, "Give me the contact information of the boss of the killer gang, and I'll help you."

"Okay." Zhao Guomin nodded in agreement.

Qin Yi took Zhao Guomin's cell phone and dialed the phone number he gave.

The call was connected quickly, and a somewhat hoarse voice came from the receiver, "Hello, Mr. Zhao?"

"I am Mr. Zhao's professional manager, known as Zhang San, and I will be in charge of connecting with you from now on."

The other side was slightly taken aback, "How to prove it?"

Qin Yi put the phone next to Zhao Guomin's ear, looked at him with his eyes, and signaled him to speak.

"I'm Zhao Guomin." Zhao Guomin resumed his serious expression, "From now on, Zhang San will stand up for me in everything, and you just listen to him."

"Okay, boss."

Qin Yi took back the phone, "What's your name?"

"Under Lei Gong, people in the Jianghu will save face and call him Seventh Uncle." The other person said slowly, "What advice does Mr. Zhang have?"

"Find time today to meet and talk face to face."

"it is good."

"See you at Tsim Sha Tsui Pier at eleven o'clock noon."

Qin Yi put down the phone, turned around and was about to leave.

Zhao Guomin couldn't help being anxious, "Friend, then... can you let me go now?"

"No." Qin Yi replied coldly.

"..." Zhao Guomin was confused, "Didn't you say you would let me go after receiving the money? You have to do what you say!"

"I said I would let you go, but I didn't say I would let you go now." Qin Yiyun replied lightly, "Don't worry, I haven't done what I promised you yet. I value word of mouth and credibility. , I will do what I say.”

"Promise to help you get rid of Yang Qian'er, otherwise half of the refund will be refunded, and I will definitely help you. I haven't done it for you yet. You have to wait until the matter is done before leaving."

The corners of Zhao Guomin's mouth twitched a few times, forcing out a smile, "No, no need, friend, I believe you can handle it well."

"That won't work. I can't ruin my reputation just after entering the industry. I must satisfy my customers." Qin Yi waved his hand, "Let Mr. Zhao go back and rest first."

Wang Jianmin escorted the unwilling Zhao Guomin back into the cabin, and tied him up firmly.

Shapi, who had been standing by the side, was a little dazed, "Boss, let's kill Yang Qian'er... This is not good, she is our client."

"When did I say I was going to kill Yang Qian'er?" Qin Yi asked flatly.

"You said just now... that you would help him kill Yang Qian'er." Sharpei was a little dazed, wondering if he had heard it wrong just now.

"I'm talking about helping him get rid of Yang Qian'er, or I'll refund half of the money to him." Qin Yi sneered.

Sharpei felt incredible, "Will you refund the money?"

"What do you call that?" Qin Yi glared at Sharpei, "I do what I say, and I value word of mouth and credibility."

"But, it's another way to return it to Boss Zhao."

This time Shapi was smeared, but he didn't bother to think about it, and asked directly: "Boss, what are we going to do next?"

...

"Brother Shapi."

"Ah."

"Let's go." Qin Yi said coldly, "Help the professional killers on Hong Kong Island shuffle their cards, upgrade their industries, let them learn to become bigger and stronger, and create greater glories."

"I hate professional killers the most. They don't have any technical content." Qin Yi spat, "The industry is old, and it's not a sunset industry. It's just a cancer."

……

Qin Yi took Shapi Xiaofu and Wang Jianjun back to Clear Water Bay Wharf, and drove straight to Tsim Sha Tsui in a car.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning, and Qin Yi saw that he had plenty of time, so he took three of his men down to have breakfast.

After wandering around until the appointed time, the four of them put on masks and rushed to the pier.

Qin Yi looked around and didn't see any suspicious personnel. He couldn't help but secretly despise him. The quality of professional killers on Hong Kong Island is too poor, and they are not vigilant at all.

He asked Xiao Fu to stay in the car, ready to respond at any time.

And Wang Jianjun found a corner to act as a secret sentry.

After the arrangements were made, Qin Yi walked slowly towards the meeting point with Sharpei.

There are few pedestrians on the pier in Tsim Sha Tsui, and groups of seagulls are circling overhead, swooping down from time to time to pick up food thrown away by tourists.

Sitting on the shore of the pier was an old man in his sixties, with gray hair, wearing a round bonnet, and a waistcoat, with a fishing rod in his hand, fishing leisurely.

Qin Yi walked over and sat down beside him, "Lei Gong?"

The old man threw the hook into the sea, "What orders does Mr. Zhang have?"

"What happened to the explosion at Clear Water Bay Wharf last night?"

The old man shook his hand and almost threw away the fishing rod. After a few seconds, he said slowly, "I don't know, it has nothing to do with us?"

"It doesn't matter." Qin Yi said coldly, "It doesn't matter if you kill people and make more noise, but don't do it in Qingshui Bay."

"It's really not mine." Lei Gong coughed, "I also lost three nails."

"Is that someone trying to steal?" Qin Yi sneered, "Is the competition for Hong Kong killers so fierce now?"

"It's not local." Lei Gong directly denied it. "I've already asked, I took this business, and no one else will reach out."

"That's not sure." Qin Yi picked up a backpack from the ground and threw it at Lei Gong's feet.

"Peng", the heavy backpack fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Mr. Zhao is very anxious. In addition to the money I paid you before, I will add another 1000 million." Qin Yi looked at the old man with cold eyes, "Hurry up and get rid of Yang Qian'er, and kill someone to dawdle, if you can't do it well We'll replace it."

"This..." Lei Gong looked at the heavy backpack very excitedly, but he didn't dare to reply. After a while, he said slowly, "Mr. Zhang, it's not that we don't want to work hard, it's really hard to do it."

"I heard that the woman hired a Ouchi guard, who is a formidable master. She has been hiding in the villa and can't come out. We dare not do anything in Qingshuiwan."

"I don't want to hear your reasons." Qin Yi snorted coldly, "Don't blame external factors if things are not done well, and look for problems from yourself."

"The business is done like this, have you ever reflected on your own problems?"

"Is there anything I haven't done well? Is there room for improvement?"

"Doing so poorly, did you lose your own face? It's the whole team's face!"

"The boss spends money to ask you to do things. It's your duty to do well. If you can't finish it, it's because of your inability."

"You are so unprofessional, how will you accept business in the future?"

Qin Yi was directly stunned by Lei Gongwen's series of questions. He was ashamed and annoyed, but he couldn't attack.

After all, he just spent a huge sum of 1000 million yuan, and how can he dare to argue whether his subordinates have done their work or not.

Lei Gong regained his composure, and said solemnly: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, we will definitely get this matter done."

"Promise me there's something for you." Qin Yi said coldly, "I want to see the results! Understand?"

"Understand."

"If you don't have enough manpower, go find a few more people. Money is not the problem, it's the failure to get things done." Qin Yi said viciously, "If it can't be done, I'll find someone to do it for you."