Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 29

"Sister Jenny."

Wu Zhihui leaned forward and stood sideways next to Jenny. He patted her plump buttocks without leaving any trace with his straight palms, making a snapping sound with full elasticity:
"You seem to be more anxious than me now?"

"Damn!"

Jenny didn’t expect Wu Zhihui to be bold, and whispered in a low voice: “There are many people around, don’t be seen.”

"Then let's change places."

Wu Zhihui stepped towards the management office, with Jenny following behind. When the management office was originally designed, an extra secret door was added behind the office.

Push the door open and go in. Inside is a separate space with a large bed and a shower room next to it.

"Sister Jenny."

Wu Zhihui hooked Jenny and held her in his arms: "I am very satisfied with your performance. I think I should reward you now."

"Oh, what a death."

Jenny raised her hand delicately and poked Wu Zhihui's strong chest muscles.

Four 10 minutes later.

The two of them were sitting in front of the tea table making hot tea.

"Ah Hui, I think this matter must be guarded against."

Jenny held the tea cup with a rosy face and blew the steaming tea from her small mouth: "The structure of the market has been formed, and everyone is doing business in a serious and upright manner. Fa Ge is starting to get jealous."

The boss would never have thought that his car was not only driven by Wu Zhihui, but also controlled by Wu Zhihui unknowingly.

Li, pure Li, turned his pillow person into the biggest spy around Wu Zhihui.

For profit, Jenny is more attentive than Wu Zhihui.

"Then tell me, if Brother Fa really wants to move, what will Sister Jenny do?"

Wu Zhihui looked at Jenny with raised eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Sister Jenny won't stab me at the critical moment, right?"

"If he wants to touch you, then I will stab him in the waist!"

Jenny said categorically: "The boss treats me like a bastard in the flower street. Huizi is the only one who treats me sincerely and gives me so many benefits. I don't know who is really good to me." Well."

"The top priority is that you should think about how to guard against the likes of Zhiba and Fatty Lin."

"Hahaha."

Wu Zhihui laughed.

People can't trust others. Trusting others will only lead to death. If you have some words, just listen to them.

"rest assured."

Wu Zhihui reached out and patted the back of Jenny's hand: "For now, the food market is doing things in a very orderly manner. There is nothing that can be used to get a handle. They have no intention of dealing with me."

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "If they really dare to reach out, then I will chop off their hands. No one can fucking touch the market's business!"

"it is good!"

Jenny looked at Wu Zhihui and nodded vigorously.

She found that this Wu Zhihui impressed her even more than before. In the past, the relationship between the two was purely maintenance and maintenance, but now she found that Wu Zhihui seemed to have more shining points.

Whatever he does, he behaves calmly and calmly.

Gambling file.

Fat Zailin sat down on the stool with a gloomy face, his eyes flickering around the room quickly: "Come here, call the ghost-hand guy over here!"

He already had an idea. Since Wu Zhihui was so successful with his food market, he would start with the first Wu Ji food market.

"Brother Lin."

Guishou walked in quickly: "You called me."

"Ah."

Fat Zailin's eyes flickered and he spoke quickly.

Two days later.

The first Wu Ji Food Market.

management office.

As soon as Wu Zhihui and Shouting Ten walked in, they saw a baby-faced man standing against the wall with his hands in his pockets.Seeing the two of them coming in, the man stood up straight and looked directly at the two of them.

"You are."

Shouting ten had an impression of him: "Isn't he the nephew of Aunt Zhang, the old man at stall 25? What's the matter?"

When Aunt Zhang signed the contract, she took her nephew, who didn't like to talk, with her, so he was impressed.

"My name is Aji."

Aji looked at Wu Zhihui and walked up: "The ghost hand ate our deposit and injured my aunt. I want you to come forward and help us deal with it."

While he was talking, several more vendors came outside and echoed: "Yes, Brother Hui, you have to help us."

"A few months have passed and Guishou still refuses to return the deposit to us."

It is clear.

They came here together.

Wu Zhihui's eyes quickly scanned the crowd.

These vendors were all late entrants to Wu Ji Market. They used to operate stalls in Gui Shou's territory and were small self-employed people who waited until the lease expired before moving in here.

It seems that Fatty Lin has already started to take action.

Let Guishou hold their deposit, and are you going to use this matter to get into trouble with yourself?

Wu Zhihui still couldn't find a reason to take action. Now that it was delivered to his door, he wouldn't be polite.

"excuse me."

Wu Zhihui shook his head and looked at everyone: "Everyone is in my market. I can only guarantee your safety here. The deposit is a matter of going to the stall. I definitely can't interfere."

"Yes."

Yelling Ten quickly agreed and persuaded everyone to leave with some jokes. Wu Zhihui was willing to help out of love, but not willing to help was out of duty.

Ah Ji did not leave, but stood there, looking straight at Wu Zhihui.

"You're not stupid."

Wu Zhihui curled his lips and chuckled: "I know you can unite with other vendors, but I can't help you."

"You told my aunt back then that I could come to you if anything happened." Aji stared at Wu Zhihui.

"Oops, let's go."

He yelled and asked Ah Ji to go out without any explanation: "Are you crazy? This is none of our business, you want us to help you? How can we help? We are leaving, there is nothing we can do."

"I've already said it, but you don't seem to understand me."

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and glanced at Aji, and said again: "Aji, I repeat, it's not the market's business, I, Wu Zhihui, have nothing to do with it."

"If you are really capable, if anyone blocks your deposit, go to him yourself and get it back."

"!"

Ah Ji looked at Wu Zhihui expressionlessly, put his hands in his pockets and left directly.

"tsk"

Yelling Ten came up and stood next to Wu Zhihui. Looking at the back of Aji who left without saying a word, he muttered in a low voice: "Brother Hui, can I understand what you are saying?"

"How about I give him some pointers?"

"Need not."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand to stop him: "Let him realize it on his own. If he has no brain at all, there is no need to help him."

Wu Zhihui made it very clear that he would not care about matters that were not the market's. If Aji really had a brain, he would just turn this matter into the market's business.

very simple.

into the night.

The entrance to a nightclub.

Guishou walked out of it with a few horses and burps. He held a pretty girl in his arms and held his hands up and down.

Diagonally forward.

Ajizai stood in the shadow of the eaves, staring at the ghost hand who came out. He put his right hand in his pocket, lowered his head and walked towards him quickly.

(End of this chapter)