Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 376 Wu Zhihui rushes to take the bait
Jordan.

In a tea restaurant.

Lin Huaile was sitting on his seat, holding a steaming teacup in his hand.

His confidant He Hui stood behind him, leaning against the window sill and smoking.

The three people's eyes were now looking at the TV screen.

"Latest news, a car accident occurred on the section from Canton Road to Jordan, and there were casualties at the scene."

"According to police information, five Siamese men died at the scene, and six Black Star pistols were found on their bodies."

"The five Siamese men are involved in illegal smuggling and transporting heroin, and they are suspected of unequal distribution of profits."

"Our reporters will continue to follow up on the follow-up news."

"Brother Le..."

The plane turned to look out the window, curled his lips in disdain and sneered: "It's just a few stinky money. I'm different from Yutou Biao. I work for the club and for Brother Le."

"call"

"Humph."

"Plane, or Wu Zhihui's intimidation?"

Recently, Lin Huaile has been standing still and not doing much. Comparatively speaking, Wu Zhihui is the one who has made the most moves.

However, Lin Huaile stretched out his hand to block him, stood up and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, I'll go have a cup of tea and come back."

Now Wu Zhihui is definitely the richest one in Lian Sheng. If this pace continues, who else can compete with him.

Last night, Wu Zhihui's handsome guy Big D led his men to fight Hong Xing. Lin Huaile also heard about the situation.

Lin Huaile stared at the warm teacup in his hand, then took the teapot and filled it up again.

"When he contacted us, it seemed that he had just left Wu Zhihui's place. I'm sure it was Wu Zhihui who did it."

Wu Zhihui's incident in Haojiang has long been spread throughout Xiangjiang, especially here in Heliansheng, causing considerable repercussions.

Lin Huaile was getting more and more fed up with Wu Zhihui. If it hadn't been for him, he would have been in contact with the Mian Cha.

He had some information about Mencha. If he could come into contact with the son of the Eight-faced Buddha, this group of desperadoes would definitely have a lot of money in their hands.

This is the most barbaric way of fighting between societies. There is no need to fight with a lot of authority, it is just crushing back and forth.

I don’t know how much money Wu Zhihui spent on it, beating round after round.

He Hui thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "This Wu Zhihui is so arrogant. He actually killed the son of the Eight-faced Buddha directly."

Two police officers walked up to the teahouse. They came to Lin Huaile and took out their ID cards and waved them: "Inspector O, Lin Huaile, right?"

Lin Huaile snorted softly, holding the slightly warm tea cup in his hand with his fingers, and cursed in a low voice: "Wu Zhihui, you damn dare to stand in my way of making money, the meat that is about to reach your mouth is messed up by him."

The person remembered by O is now looking for him, which makes him vaguely guess what happened.

Lin Huaile frowned and murmured to himself: "No, Wu Zhihui is so powerful now, we also need to get some silver paper in hand, otherwise how can we play."

He glanced at Lin Huaile: "Let's go, come with us to the police station."

As he spoke, he saw Lin Huaile looking directly at him, his brows knitting together.

Lin Huaile has basically seen it now. At the end of the fight, even if there are still people in Hongxing who continue to fight, the bosses in these territories will not want them to continue fighting.

He Hui noticed Lin Huaile's gaze and fell silent as he spoke. He shut up and stopped: "Okay, I understand."

That's when.

If you don't do business for one night, how much will you lose in terms of business alone? The back and forth continued.

This kind of play is simply what Lin Huaile dreams of, but Lin Huaile is envious of him.

He said expressionlessly: "If someone comes to me again, then I will continue to talk to them."

He took a sip of hot tea, curled his lips and whispered, "Street boy, the money in your mouth is gone again."

"Humph."

Wu Zhihui has finally done something about the Haojiang matter, not only taking care of Hong Xing's situation in Haojiang, but also establishing a relationship with He Sheng.

you could put it that way.

He Hui walked to Lin Huaile, lowered his head and whispered, "It seems that these people have made an appointment to meet us."

As soon as the plane heard this, he immediately came up, like a protective dog.

"Working with people like them?"

Lin Huaile raised his head and glanced at He Hui, who was muttering. He Hui quickly stopped talking.

Lin Huaile smiled and said nothing.

He himself even got five points of ingredients in Jinshan Entertainment City, and He Sheng helped him get an extra gambling boat.

He Hui hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but said: "If those uncles know that we are related to people like them who sell white powder, I'm afraid..."

He smiled and looked at the plane: "I heard someone say that your former boss Yu Toubiao called him Brother Hui."

Lin Huaile said nothing, looking away from the TV and blowing on the hot air from the tea cup.

He felt a little unhappy because he couldn't get rid of people like them.

Lin Huaile took He Hui downstairs, got into his well-maintained Jaguar car, and followed Mr. O's car towards the police station.

Inspector O took him to the door of the office, opened the door and motioned for him to enter, closed the door and left.

inside.

Senior Superintendent Miles, the ghost guy, was sitting on his office chair, crossing his legs and holding a cigar in his hand.

After Lin Huaile saw Gui Lao, he showed a thoughtful expression, guessing the other person's identity.

Senior Inspector?

Chief Inspector?
Or the superintendent?
"Introduce yourself, SSP Miles, Zeng Jiale's boss."

Miles introduced himself in broken Mandarin: "SSP means Senior Superintendent. You know Senior Superintendent?"

"I know, I know!"

Lin Huaile was stunned at first, then he couldn't help but bend his waist slightly, and his expression became respectful: "I am Lin Huaile!"

He smiled to make himself look more approachable.

Lin Huaile was very excited now.

In so many years in Xiangjiang, this was the first time he came into contact with the legendary senior superintendent.

The highest-ranking Gui Lao police officer Lin Huaile came into contact with was the inspector, when he was arrested and taken to the police station.

senior superintendent
Tsk, tsk, I don’t even dare to think about it, now that I have the opportunity to contact him right in front of me.

very excited.

"Yes, Lin Huaile, I know."

Miles put the cigar on the ashtray and picked up some intelligence materials that Zeng Jiale had submitted to him: "Something happened to Zeng Jiale, and now I will take over his job."

"I came to you today to talk to you about the development of your club."

After sorting it out for more than half a month, Miles finally figured out Zeng Jiale's original situation, so he came to talk to Lin Huale today.

Of course.

Just talk.

Miles has long since stopped paying attention to this matter and doesn't have much interest in it.

Anyway, return is a matter of time, and what a waste of time, the time for fooling around is over and I can go back to my country.

He has no interest at all in this kind of club members, looks down on them, and doesn't like them at all.

The only reason I came out to see him today was to make some progress in my work so that I could present it to my boss, Johns.

Well, I, Miles, am once again doing the work of corporate governance.

"Yes Yes!"

Lin Huaile nodded repeatedly, showing great enthusiasm and respect: "Superintendent Zeng and I had an agreement a long time ago."

"We and Lian Sheng, and I, Lin Huaile, absolutely support the ghosts... sir, but there may be some rebels among us and Lian Sheng."

"Wu Zhihui?!"

Of course Miles saw this key figure in the information: "Is he your opponent?"

"No, no, no, he is not my opponent, but he is my opponent."

Lin Huaile shook his head quickly, with a playful smile on his face, and continued: "He is a rebel. He has always been against Superintendent Zeng. He doesn't take the police force seriously at all."

His tone became more serious: "I don't even take you officers seriously."

"Oh?"

Miles raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

He has been in Xiangjiang for so many years. Although he doesn't speak Mandarin well, he can still understand what Lin Huaile means.

"But don't worry, I, Lin Huaile, am here. If you don't take the commander seriously, you just don't take me, Lin Huaile, seriously."

Lin Huaile then added: "I will deal with him. As long as I can be the talker, He Liansheng will always obey his superiors."

"Hahaha"

Miles laughed when he heard this and was in a good mood. Everyone likes to hear good words.

Especially Lin Huaile.

He saw a hint of fanaticism in Lin Huaile's eyes, which he couldn't fake.

"Then I'm looking forward to your performance."

Miles waved his hand and said, "Tell me what difficulties you have."

"It really does."

Lin Huaile climbed up the pole and expressed his difficulties politely: "It turns out that with the help of Superintendent Zeng, there are many bosses who support me, Lin Huaile."

"But with the resignation of Superintendent Zeng, their attitude towards me seems to be a little distant again."

Although Zeng Jiale was brought down for corruption, Lin Huaile would not speak ill of him in front of the ghost guy and chose his words very carefully.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner.

Although Zeng Jiale is on the street, after all, he is the ghost guy's dog and he used to help the ghost guy. Of course, he must be careful with his words.

"Okay, I get it."

Miles waved his hand: "Don't worry, they won't be alienated from you soon."

This kind of thing is so trivial that it is not worth mentioning.

Lin Huaile had a very good attitude, and Miles decided to give him a hand.

After all, you still have to do your work, and you need to make appropriate progress improvements.

"Thank you, thank you sir!"

Lin Huaile showed a happy smile on his face and said: "It's getting late, sir, it should be time to call it a day, right?"

His attitude was enthusiastic: "Let's go have a casual meal together and relax for a while."

Lin Huaile still wanted to seize this opportunity to win over the ghost guy. If there was a chance, he would win the ghost guy's favor.

It will be very helpful to me in the future.

The opportunity is here.

"it's not good?"

Miles frowned: "No, I'm a little tired."

He really refused, not just words.

It's not that Miles doesn't like to play or relax, it's just that he feels that as a senior police superintendent, there is no occasion where he has never played.

Lin Huaile is just a small leader of a society, what fun can they have.

"rest assured."

Lin Huaile took a step forward and showed an ambiguous smile: "Sir, our place is very private, and it will definitely make the sir happy!"

"Don't worry, just relax and play. Relax your body and mind so you can work more effectively."

"so?"

Miles looked at Lin Huaile's ambiguous smile, thought for a moment and nodded: "That's okay."

He had some expectations in his heart that he could properly close the distance between him and them.

Lin Huaile left the police station first, Miles came out shortly after, and He Hui was waiting outside.

First, she accompanied him back and changed into casual clothes, dressed up neatly, and headed to a high-end nightclub under the leadership of He Hui.

Behind.

A car followed from a distance, and the driver called out with a mobile phone: "Boss, new situation."

"Ghost Miles had contact with Lin Huaile today, and now he's out with He Hui."

He was assigned by Liu Yaozu to keep an eye on Miles, the ghost guy.

Of course.

He couldn't contact Liu Yaozu directly, and he didn't know Liu Yaozu's existence.

Liu Yaozu was very strict in the area of ​​intelligence management. The people below him were separated layer by layer. Even if the person he was following was discovered and exposed, he would only be able to tell the upper management, but he would not know the specific and in-depth information.

The news reached Liu Yaozu's ears.

"understood."

Liu Yaozu nodded in response, put on a suit and gold-rimmed glasses: "Go out with me."

Colorful lights flashed in the nightclub.

This nightclub is the most upscale nightclub owned by Lin Huaile.

The nightclub is very well decorated, and there is a dedicated independent floor upstairs specifically for entertaining high-level people.

There is food, drink and entertainment upstairs, and even the accommodation is integrated, focusing on an assembly line and one-stop attentive service.

Miles sat inside, surrounded by a group of scantily clad nightclub girls rubbing themselves against him.

He frowned and smoked his cigar, pushed them away casually, and took a long sip of whiskey.

damn it.

what.

You shouldn't have come, what were you expecting?

Miles really wasn't pretending, he really looked down on this kind of occasion, and he had a little expectation in his heart.

Now.
Pure waste of time.

Lin Huaile seemed a little embarrassed. He even called his most beautiful girl to come over. He had rich experience in serving people.

Little did he know that ghost guy Miles wouldn't do this at all, which made Lin Huaile seriously doubt whether Miles was good at it.

"Okay, I have something else to do."

Miles sat up for less than four or five minutes before standing up. He put on his cap and mask, leaving only his eyes exposed: "I'm leaving first."

Of course.

Although he was dissatisfied, he patted Lin Huale on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Manage the club well, I'm optimistic about you."

"Ok."

Lin Huaile awkwardly accompanied Smiley Face and sent Miles to the door, and arranged for He Hui to help drive him back, but Miles refused.

It was already risky to go out to see Lin Huale, so of course I wouldn't let him give her away again.

resignedly.

Lin Huaile looked at the car in the distance and sighed helplessly: "Damn, is Guiguo so angry?"

He could see that since Gui Lao agreed to come out, he definitely wanted to play, but he left after sitting for a few minutes, obviously he didn't like it.

Lin Huaile couldn't help it. They had been in the club for so many years, and that's all they did when going out to have fun.

How else can it be played?

If the ghost guy doesn't like it, there's nothing he can do about it.

on the road.

Miles drove the car for a long distance, took off his hat and mask, and threw them on the passenger seat.

"waste time."

Miles tugged on the collar of his clothes and said distractedly: "If you have this time, you might as well take a good rest at home."

At this moment.

The intersection ahead.

A Rolls Royce car suddenly jumped out and almost hit Miles' car. "Damn thing!"

Miles was startled and he hit the brakes to stop.

Before he could curse, Rolls Royce's car window was lowered and he had already begun to curse.

Miles became angry, lowered the window and yelled, "Damn monkey, what are you doing!"

In Rolls Royce, a voice of restraint suddenly came. Liu Yaozu showed his face and looked at Miles: "Is it you?"

"Oh?"

Miles looked at Liu Yaozu and softened his tone: "What a coincidence."

His eyes swept over the black Rolls Royce.

I met this young man for the first time in a suit store. He was very knowledgeable about suits and looked very particular about them.

At that time, he was driving a BMW sedan. Later, when I went to pick up the suit, I met him. He was driving a Mercedes-Benz.

I met a Rolls Royce today. It has all kinds of cars. Does it have a good background?
"What a coincidence, isn't it?"

Liu Yaozu got out of the car, took out the cigar from his pocket and handed it over: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm in a hurry, attending a private party."

"hehe."

Miles took the cigar in his hand and glanced at it. It was quite high-end: "It doesn't matter. Just be more careful next time."

He held the cigar and ran his fingers over the Cohiba label, feeling the uneven texture on the label paper.

His eyes swept over Gao Xiba's unique yellow and black color label dotted with white dots, and he looked at Liu Yaozu, becoming more and more curious about this young man.

How on earth did he get so rich?

From top to bottom, it smells like a wealthy person.

"one person?"

Liu Yaozu cut off the cigar with a cigar cutter, lit it, took a sip, and glanced at the car: "Are you in a hurry? If you're not in a hurry, let's go have some fun together?"

He patted Miles on the shoulder and spoke fluent English: "Don't worry, I'll pay for all the expenses. I'll just play with you."

"what"

Miles hesitated after hearing this, and then nodded reservedly: "Then go and have a look? How about making friends."

Anyway, I went out tonight, so I met this guy. I just took a trip and I won't suffer any loss.

"Get in my car."

Liu Yaozu said hello and motioned for the driver to come over and help drive Miles' car.

The beautiful assistant who was originally in the back seat took the driver's seat and drove the Rolls Royce.

Liu Yaozu sat in the car and casually chatted with Miles from time to time.

He didn't ask where Miles came from and was completely uninterested in his identity.

"I like to make friends the most. As long as you like me, I am very happy to make friends."

"When I make friends, I never care whether they have money or not. Anyway, they don't have as much money as I do."

Liu Yaozu's words were very arrogant, but in Miles' ears, they became more and more pleasant to the ear.

Coincidentally, Miles also likes to make friends, and only makes friends with rich people.

The car was driving smoothly.

The light from the streetlight came through the car window and shone on the female assistant who was driving.

The female assistant was wearing an executive suit and had a typical pear-shaped figure, with a thin upper body and a large lower body.

Her plump buttocks sank into the seat under the wraparound skirt.

The black stockings under her skirt were looming under the occasional streetlight.

Miles smoked a cigar, his eyes scanning her highly saturated body from time to time.

"hehe."

Liu Yaozu caught Miles's gaze, grabbed his hand and pressed it directly on the female assistant's thigh: "She's a little tired from driving. Please squeeze her legs so that she won't be unable to step on the accelerator."

"Hey, how can this work?"

Miles waved his hand quickly, but he couldn't bear to let go of the hand on the female assistant's leg.

It's so in tune.

I like girls with pear-shaped figures, and their plump butt must feel good.

The female assistant turned her head, smiled sweetly at him, and continued driving.

The car kept going.

Finally, we stopped in front of a coastal villa and several people got out of the car.

Miles looked at the quiet environment around him, then at the sea in the distance, and then at Liu Yaozu.

Is this his destination?

There's nothing interesting about it. I originally thought it was at least a high-end private club.

After the female assistant got out of the car, she naturally stood beside Miles, holding his arm, and said thoughtfully: "Be careful, the road is uneven."

The people waiting at the door of the villa greeted them and took them in respectfully.

Entering the villa, it was already packed with beauties from all over the world.

Under bright light.

A large long table was placed in the middle. On the table lay a blond man with slices of sashimi supported by lotus leaves.

The flesh color of the sashimi blends with the skin color, creating a strong visual impact.

"cough"

Miles cleared his throat unconsciously, and his eyes suddenly became much brighter.

The hand that was originally held by the female assistant was pulled out without leaving any trace, and she moved forward to distance herself from the female assistant.

What kind of level is this female assistant? It's boring. Why is she standing so close to me?

"hehe."

Liu Yaozu looked at Miles's eyes, which were straightened, and the corners of his mouth curled down in disdain, then returned to his smile.

Night falls.

On the west side of Canal Road, a convoy gathered again, passed through Canal Road from the fork in the road, and went straight to Hung Hing's territory in Causeway Bay in the east. It was basically the same as last night. Many guys were on Hung Hing's territory as if they had been drugged. Misbehaving.

The inspector who led the team in the evening was still the same inspector from last night. Superintendent Li had been vaccinated in advance during the day. His mood was relatively more stable tonight.

He was not in a hurry anymore, and let the group of people fight. When the fight was almost done, he would lead the people to arrest them. The assault vehicles were already ready, and they would just pull them one by one to the police station.

I am just a small inspector. If the superintendent has ideas, just follow the superintendent’s ideas.

The whole process lasted for nearly four hours, and people in the lobby of Hongxing were busy dealing with it. However, so many people were arrested last night, and some of them were released on bail just now, and they were arrested again tonight.

Guan Guan spent a lot of money on the bail fee. This does not include the cost of decoction and capitation. The total amount is astronomical.

Even if Liangkun wanted to be tough, he couldn't hold on to the money just like running water.

He took the phone and called Jiang Tiansheng: "Sheng Jiang, Hong Xing can't handle it anymore. I'm waiting for you to come back and take charge of the overall situation."

"The hall workers are no longer willing to pay. Many people are not paid capitation fees, and everyone is not active in doing things!"

Early the next morning.

Miles woke up deeply while lying on the big bed, shielding his eyes with his hands to adjust to the sunlight coming in. The three ocean horses he picked last night were no longer there.

The female assistant opened the door and came in, leaning out her upper body: "It's late, sir. I got up and had breakfast, and went out to work."

"Cough cough."

Miles cleared his throat, got dressed and came out. The outside had been cleaned up and it was quiet and no one was around, which made him feel a little disappointed.

He sat down to eat breakfast, thinking about the party last night, and said with a smile, "Where is Mr. Liu?"

Miles was very indulgent last night, rushing into the flowers like a wild beast. He drank too many drinks and didn't even notice where Liu Yaozu went.

"left."

The female assistant just smiled: "Mr. Liu said, I will just send you away."

"Gone?"

Miles ate his breakfast absentmindedly, and the rich breakfast suddenly became boring.

He only knew that this person's surname was Liu, but he didn't know his name. He didn't ask for his number, and he was not interested in him at all.

I was lucky enough to meet him last night and brought him to play with me. I wonder if I will have a chance next time.

There's so much, it's hidden and private, and the people who serve you are tight-lipped and won't ask any questions at all. It's perfect for someone like me who is in a high position and is afraid of having his identity exposed.

Miles felt more and more disappointed when he thought of this.

"By the way, what's Mr. Liu's name?"

"Liu Ronghua!"

"Liu Ronghua?"

Miles murmured to himself: "Prosperity and wealth? It's really a good name." For the first time in so many years in Xiangjiang, he felt that their names could be so nice and sweet.

Had breakfast.

The female assistant asked if she wanted to send him out. Miles waved her hand and declined. It would be too ostentatious for her to send him to the police station. The female assistant did not force her and waved him off.

Before leaving, Miles saw that the other party had no intention of leaving his contact information, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to leave a serial number, hoping that she would pass it on to "Liu Ronghua."

Miles sat in the car, thinking intently about the wonderful experience last night. It was his first time on this occasion. It was a brand new experience that completely released his inner ambition.

wonderful.

Wonderful.

It's a pity. I don't know if I will have the chance to experience it next time. If I have the chance, it would be better if two more chicks can come in.

Miles was distracted by his thoughts and almost hit the car in front of him several times while driving.

Compared with this, what was Lin Huaile asking himself to play yesterday? It's not even suitable for carrying shoes.

Road inside the villa.

"Mr. Liu."

The female assistant came to the car and said through the dark car film: "The person has been sent away, and a serial number was left."

"hehe."

Liu Yaozu glanced at the number handed in by the assistant and waved her to leave.

He handed the note to Wu Zhihui, who was sitting next to him: "You're just a ghost, you bit the hook yourself before you even started fishing. I can't wait."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui sneered, looked coldly at the taillights of the car that disappeared on the street, casually crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to him: "Play slowly, squeeze out its use value, and then you can dispose of it." .”

"However, your public relations team is well trained and has various characteristics. It is easy to handle them."

"Hahaha"

Listening to Wu Zhihui's praise, Liu Yaozu laughed happily: "I'm just doing something. The main thing is that you are willing to invest money, and you can't do anything without money."

He winked: "This group of people is the ones I sent to Xiao Benzi for further training. They are all very knowledgeable. They are perfect for public relations with these ghosts."

"But then again, this little book is really fancy, fancy and perverted, and there are many tricks that are useless. The street ghost guy will be treated submissively, hahaha."

The two of them chatted, started the car and drove out. The car was driving on the road: "Brother Hui, you said that if we play like this with Hong Xing, we should have enough fun, right?"

He looked at Wu Zhihui: "I think it's time to get in touch with the role of Big B. My news is that he seems to have become very timid recently."

"hold on."

Wu Zhihui shook his head: "It's still early, and Jiang Tiansheng hasn't returned to Xiangjiang yet. We'll wait until he returns to Xiangjiang to show up. Then it will be easier to do things."

Wu Zhihui has a clear mind, and things are developing according to his own plan, so he is not in a hurry at this moment.

When Jiang Tiansheng comes back and divides them internally, Jiang Tiansheng needs to witness this with his own eyes.

Otherwise, how would he know that there was a mole inside him.

Siam.

In the tribal pavilion.

The Eight-faced Buddha is sitting on his seat, and the teapot placed on the tea table in front of him is steaming out.

The Eight-faced Buddha is over fifty years old, with shoulder-length hair and thick stubble that has turned white. A large white marble plaque hangs around his neck.

The jade plaque is clear and free of impurities, with no excess cotton at all. It is engraved with a three-dimensional Buddha statue, just like his name, the Eight-Sided Buddha.

outside.

His daughter Mina walked in quickly with two gun-wielding men.

"How about it?"

The Eight-faced Buddha didn't even raise his head. He held the teapot and poured tea into the teacup. The large gold and jade ring on his finger was conspicuous: "Have you contacted your brother?"

"dad."

Minna hesitated for a moment, then breathed out and finally told the news she had inquired about: "Something happened to my brother. All five of them were intercepted and killed on the highway."

"The news has come out in Xiangjiang, and the police also found out my brother's identity. This matter."

When the Eight-faced Buddha heard Minna's news, his expression froze and his eyes stared straight ahead.

"crash"

The teapot in his hand poured water out, and the tea overflowed from the cup and flowed on the table.

Minna lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

It'll take a while.

"what!"

The Eight-faced Buddha roared angrily, grabbed the teapot and smashed it out, causing the hot boiling water to splash out.

He slapped his hands on the table, feeling extremely excited: "Who did it? Who the hell dares to touch my son of Eight-faced Buddha?!"

The shoulder-length hair also became messy, and his eyes were wide open, with a ferocious and angry expression.

The Eight-faced Buddha made his fortune in the white powder business in Siam. His wife died early, but she gave birth to two sons.

Both sons are pretty good and can help him in business. Over the years, he has gradually begun to allocate his business to his two sons and let them take over.

Mian Na has a different nature. She had sex reassignment surgery when she was a teenager. The Eight-faced Buddha is also enlightened and does not oppose Mian Na's choice. It's okay to have a son and a "daughter".

At present, according to the distribution and training of the Eight-faced Buddha, Miancha is responsible for business development outside Southeast Asia, while Mianna is responsible for the local business in Siam. When the time comes, they will just find a man.

But he didn't expect that something would happen to Mencha and he would rush into the street. This was something the Eight-faced Buddha never expected, that someone would dare to touch his son.

Thinking of the previous phone call with Miancha, the Eight-faced Buddha immediately thought of Wu Zhihui.

"Still checking!"

Mianna followed and whispered: "However, it should be Wu Zhihui and the others who did it. My brother only had contact with Wu Zhihui there, and he was very unhappy with him."

"Keep checking!"

The Eight-faced Buddha said with a gloomy face: "If we can't find it, it will be blamed on Wu Zhihui."

"Wu Zhihui!"

He growled in a hoarse voice: "If you dare to touch my son, I will kill you!"

talking.

He stood up and walked outside: "Help me prepare the nearest plane, I want to go to Xiangjiang!"

"dad."

Minna quickly stopped: "You can't be so impulsive. The situation in Siam is urgent now. It will definitely not work without you in charge."

"Wu Zhihui is fighting fiercely with Hong Xing's people. Jiang Tiansheng will definitely go back when the time comes. You have to be here. Isn't it just because of this incident that my brother went there."

"First rule the market here in Siam, and then we will enter Xiangjiang, and go down step by step. Don't be in a hurry."

She spoke very quickly: "Let's do this. I'll take people over to handle this matter and bring my brother back first."

"!!"

The Eight-Faced Buddha took a deep breath and felt that what Minna said made sense: "Then be careful. No matter what, you must bring your brother Mincha back first."

He grabbed the tea cup and drank all the tea in it: "I will take care of the remaining matters myself after we finish settling the matter in Siam."

"Oh!"

The tea cup hit the ground and broke into pieces.

"it is good."

Minna nodded in response, looked at the Eight-faced Buddha and left quickly, and started preparing for the trip to Xiangjiang.

(End of this chapter)