Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 42 Fight!
Wuji Finance Company was opened for business.

That night.

Jinhuiting Restaurant.

The credit company opened, and Wu Zhihui booked a large private room in the restaurant to host a banquet.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"Congratulations to Brother Hui, another business has been settled."

"Brother Tian, ​​you really did not misjudge the person. You accepted such an eye-catching leader as Hui Zai."

The atmosphere in the private room was harmonious, with cups and cups being exchanged. These old-timers were watching people talking, and they did not forget to look up to Ren Qingtian while holding Wu Zhihui in their hands.

"Hahaha"

Ren Qingtian was obviously in a good mood. He held [-]% of the shares in this credit company, and it was a licensed business. There was nothing more legal than getting this kind of money.

"I just said it, Hui Zai can do it."

Ren Qingtian held a cigarette between his fingers and waved to everyone at the table: "If you have any vacancies in capital turnover in the future, just ask Huizai. I will set up a meeting first and help you pay the lowest rate."

"Ha ha."

Everyone nodded with smiling faces.

"Ba Zai."

Ren Qingtian looked at the two men and said, "You can learn more from Hui Zai on this point and get more upright skills in your hands. You won't have to be afraid of those bad guys in the future."

"Okay my god."

The bastard smiled and nodded: "I really can't tell. Hui Zai has such a good mind. I really should learn more from him."

"Where."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand with a smile: "This is all a small business for me, a small business, I should learn more from Bage."

"Hahaha"

"Hui Zai is really low-key."

Everyone laughed again and started to praise.

After dinner.

As soon as he walked out of the restaurant and got into the car, his face turned gloomy: "What the hell, Wu Zhihui, you damn mother, can even think of asking Brother Tian to invest in his credit company."

He was wondering how Wu Zhihui, a street tycoon, managed to get a job with a regular and licensed credit company so quickly.

If you want to do expensive things, you can do it as long as you are tough enough, but you can't do it if you have a formal license and you will be censored.

Their funds are not so easy to pass, but Wu Zhihui is different. He holds a few markets and things on the surface.

"This Wu Zhihui is deliberately showing off to the boss."

Ma Zai, who was driving the car, quickly praised him: "I think it would be better than this. I secretly arranged for a few brothers to go over and smash up his shop, and let him open today and close it tomorrow."

"Grass."

Zhiba slapped Ma Zai on the head: "Are you really fucking stupid or just crazy? Brother Tian has some elements in it, and you're going to destroy his company? Are you shitting?"

He knitted his brows together and brought the cigarette to his mouth. The tobacco made a faint burning sound as he sucked on it.

The more he thinks about it, the more bad he feels. If he doesn't take care of all the territory given by the boss, then he won't be able to move up to his position.

Now, when Wu Zhihui is here, isn't it obvious that he has left a rival for himself?Ren Qingtian still couldn't believe himself, thinking that he had ordered Fat Zailin to kill the boss.

This won't work.

but.

Ma Zai's words reminded Mao Ba.

It's just a food market. If Wu Zhihui can do it, he can do it too. He sneered: "Help me make an appointment with Wu Zhihui."

The next night.

Zhiba arranged a private room in the restaurant on his property. Wu Zhihui walked in with Aji and said with a smile:
"Bago, what's the good news today? I'll treat you to wine and meat."

He pulled out the stool and sat down, while Aji naturally stood behind Wu Zhihui.

"Hui Zai."

Ma Ba looked at Wu Zhihui sideways: "I really didn't expect you to have such a good mind to think of these opportunities, and the market business is doing well."

"It's more than that."

Ma Zai next to him curled his lips and sarcastically said: "What kind of financial company can legalize Guili's corporate enterprise? Now it can be done."

"It's just a gimmick." Wu Zhihui didn't take it seriously: "I just picked up the business that Bago doesn't like and do it."

"Fuck, you know it too!"

Ma Ba slapped his hand on the table: "Now I am so famous in front of Brother Tian that Brother Tian wants me to learn from you."

He spat on the ground in a vulgar manner: "Bah! I really thought you, Wu Zhihui, could do something that can't be put on the table, but you still served it after you said a few words."

"Eh!"

Ah Ji stood there with his hands in his pockets. His short white hair stood out under the light. He raised his chin and looked at Zhu Ba with a sidelong glance: "Zhang Ba, pay attention to your attitude when talking to Brother Hui."

"Hahaha"

Zhu Ba raised his head and laughed, looking at the person beside him: "How dare he talk to me like this?" The smile on his face disappeared: "Go, give him two slaps to teach him how to behave!"

immediately.

Ma Zai accelerated his pace and rushed towards Ah Ji, his fist pointed at Ah Ji's head.

Aji coldly glanced at the rushing Ma Zai, took the initiative to take action, raised his foot and kicked the person back, turned sideways to avoid the oncoming fist, stretched out his right hand to grab his fist and pulled it forward, shoulder straight The momentum pushed out, and Ma Zai fell to the ground instantly.

He raised his foot and stepped directly on Ma Zai's knee. He used his right hand to make a "click" sound and Ma Zai's arm was fractured. He screamed fiercely.

Ah Ji's attacks were vicious and ferocious, and the whole process only took a few seconds.

"okay."

Wu Zhihui chuckled lightly and raised his hand at the right moment: "Aji, Brother Bago was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

"Get out of here, you disgraceful thing."

Ma Ba waved his hand impatiently and looked at Wu Zhihui: "Haha, you have the guts, Huizi, we are all our own people, I will just say it openly if you have anything to say."

"Look, the three Wuji markets on your territory are already saturated, and they certainly won't be able to expand."

He took a puff of his cigarette and puffed out the smoke: "It's better to do this. You can expand your Wuji Market into my territory. We can open ten or eight of them in one go. The stall fee will be lenient." .”

He raised his hands and said, "If you have money, let's make it together. Brother Tian will be happy to see us cooperating."

"Okay."

Wu Zhihui nodded: "How can Bago cooperate?"

"You do it, I won't interfere, and the rent is [-]%."

"Twenty-eight?"

The corners of Wu Zhihui's mouth raised: "That's not bad."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

Jieba laughed: "I am eight and you are two, let's find money together."

"Hahaha, Bage, you are planning this, and your calculations can be heard across the continent."

Wu Zhihui raised his head and laughed, but in vain, he kept silent and stared at the two: "You are eight and I am two? I will give you a thumbs up, I, Wu Zhihui, look like a wage earner?!"

He stood up directly: "Since you are drunk, I won't waste my time. You can go to bed early."

Wu Zhihui stepped toward the door. He seemed to have thought of something, stopped and turned around: "By the way, Bage, I have something to tell you."

"I'm also going to plant a flag for the gambling stall business. It's at the junction of our sites. The signboard of Wu Ji Gambling Stall will be put up soon."

"Fuck you, mother!"

Jieba's expression changed, he slapped the table and stood up directly, glaring at Wu Zhihui: "How dare you compete with me for the gambling stall's business?! Have you ever asked me for my opinion?"

"Sorry, Brother."

Wu Zhihui sneered and said in a stiff tone: "I'm here to inform you, not to ask for your opinion."

"Grass!"

Jie Ba grabbed the ashtray from the table and smashed it on the ground.

Doorway.

Several young men rushed in immediately, staring at Wu Zhihui and Aji with eager eyes.

"Go away."

Ah Ji took a step forward and pushed Ma Zai away: "What are you looking at? If you look at it again, your dog's eyes will be dug out!"

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and pulled the hem of his clothes, and walked out with a steady pace.

(End of this chapter)