Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 71 My boss’s name is Wu Jihui

Outside the nightclub.

Wu Zhihui put his palm on the car door when he went out. He heard footsteps behind him, and the little girl from the nightclub quickly ran up behind Wu Zhihui.

Wu Zhihui turned around, and the girl stepped back again, keeping her distance and trying to follow him.

Big D put the key in the ignition and started the car, and scolded angrily: "I'll beat your lungs out of Changmao. Get rid of her. Why should she follow the boss?"

Changmao ran up quickly and looked at Big D with an innocent face: "Come on, Brother Big D, I can't handle this young girl."

Don't say it yet.

Let Changmao carry a knife to kill people, he is good at it.

But when it came to yelling at this kid, he was really a little embarrassed and couldn't do it because he felt it was too bullying.

"I'll give you a kick."

Big D said angrily: "Isn't it enough to scare her? Can't you just take her away and throw her at the door of the police station?!"

"She can't understand what I'm saying, and I don't speak Mandarin. If I take her away but refuse to leave, I have to follow the boss."

Changmao spread his hands, feeling helpless: "But don't tell me, this little girl is quite pretty. If we send her to the police station, I'm afraid she will be arrested and imprisoned if she is sent back."

"If you don't want to give it away, why don't you take it back and keep it?"

Big D angrily pulled out the key, turned off the ignition, pushed the door and got out of the car: "We are here to fool around. The boss asked you to follow principles, not to make you a bad person. Let me do it."

Big D cursed and came to the back of the car with a ferocious expression. The little girl hid behind the car and looked at them eagerly.

"Hey, let him send you away."

Big D spoke louder, speaking Mandarin with a strong Cantonese accent, and rolled up his sleeves: "I'm telling Niji, I'm very vicious, don't follow us, or I'll beat you up."

The little girl didn't know whether she understood or not. She hid behind the back of the car, looked at Big D eagerly, and shook her head.

The light in the private room was dim just now so I couldn't see her appearance clearly. As Changmao said, the little girl is pretty good-looking.

Wearing an ill-fitting nightclub girl's clothes, she has big black and bright eyes, long eyelashes, and looks delicate and elegant.

Her long hair was tied into two braids, one on the left and one on the right. Her childish face was a bit frightened, and the arms exposed under her short sleeves had bruises from being beaten.

Big D scolded again: "I hit people hard, very fiercely. If you don't want to be beaten, just let them go."

The 1.8-meter big D is huge. Standing in front of her, she has a sense of beauty and the beast.

The little girl shrank back subconsciously, holding the corner of her clothes nervously with her right hand, and looked at him eagerly, with a very nervous expression, but did not move away.

She looked pitiful, and just looking at her made people feel the desire to love her and rush to protect her.

"Damn, is there something wrong with her brain? Is it broken?"

Big D couldn't stand it anymore, so he slapped his forehead helplessly, took out a cigarette and lit it, exhaled the smoke and shrugged helplessly: "No, boss, I can't handle her either."

"My wife also gave birth to a daughter. Looking into her eyes is the same as looking into my daughter's eyes. I can't be cruel."

If anyone saw this scene, I'm afraid they would laugh out loud. Brother D, who can kill people with a knife, can't do anything to a young girl now.

"Let me do it."

Wu Zhihui chuckled and turned to speak Mandarin: "You don't want to leave? Then why are you staying here? Do you have relatives and friends?"

"No."

The girl shook her head and spoke, crisply.

"Ok?"

Big D and others were stunned and looked at Wu Zhihui: "Boss, are you so standard in Mandarin?"

"If you don't want to go to the police station, then where do you want to go?"

Wu Zhihui looked at her: "I can send you there, but you can't follow us. This is not an orphanage."

The girl nervously clutched her clothes and stopped talking.

"Then go on your own."

Wu Zhihui pointed at her and said louder: "Don't follow us anymore."

A few people are about to get on the bus.

"Big brother."

The girl spoke, hiding at the back of the car and looking at him timidly: "You are a good person, aren't you?"

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui chuckled and opened the car door.

"Then take me somewhere."

The girl spoke again, looking at Wu Zhihui with clear and bright eyes, cautiously: "Can I trust you?"

"Let's go." Wu Zhihui nodded and waved to her.

The girl stood there, looking at Wu Zhihui with a hesitant expression for a while, and finally walked up slowly.

One is taller and the other is shorter. The street lights above their heads cast light on the two of them, and the height difference is obvious.

The girl subconsciously walked to the passenger compartment, and then she saw that this side was the driver's seat, and then moved to the other side. She sat on it and buckled the seat belt herself, holding the seat belt tightly with her fingers until her knuckles turned white.

"Where to go?"

Wu Zhihui looked at her.

"I don't know where."

She thought for a while, and then reported a place: "What a guild hall."

"Chaoshan Guild Hall?"

Changmao asked subconsciously.

"What is the Chaoshan Guild Hall? It happened so many years ago. Even then, it is still the Xin Ngee Ann Club, Xin Ji."

Big D rolled his eyes: "She must have remembered it wrong. The new ones are all Chaozhou guys. She can speak a little Cantonese but can't understand them."

"Zhejiang and Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce."

She seemed to remember: "Yes, it's right here. I remember, that's the name."

"Zhejiang Merchants Chamber of Commerce?"

Wu Zhihui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. The Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce was just established last year.

How did she know this place?He took out a mobile phone and called her: "Call your family."

"I do not remember."

She shook her head again: "Someone is following me."

"Then go to the Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce."

Wu Zhihui made a decision and drove out. After arriving at the place, she got out of the car and ran straight in. She seemed to remember something and turned around: "Thank you. My name is Xiaoran. What are your names?"

"My name is Big D, and my boss's name is Wu Jihui."

Big D shouted to the other side and drove away: "Isn't it right? She is really from here? The Zhejiang Merchants Chamber of Commerce heard that she is very rich, so how could she sneak into the country?"

"Let's go."

Wu Zhihui shouted, glanced at the girl who had already run in, and looked back.

late at night.

Detached villa.

Ren Qingtian, who had returned from socializing, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a mobile phone and listening to the mournful roar on the phone.

Jia Bing went back and ran away to complain to the great funeral. His mouth was cut open several times by the glass, and he was really going to be a rotten Jia Bing in the future.

Da Sang immediately called Ren Qingtian to ask how to resolve the matter. After hearing this, Ren Qingtian wrote lightly: "Okay, I'll think about it and talk about it tomorrow."

"Brother God."

A-Mei was wearing black pajamas with suspenders and brought him a cup of sobering tea: "Don't worry about calling me so late. We'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Ha ha."

Ren Qingtian took the tea and sat down, scratching his head with a headache: "Hui Zai is really good at it. He hit the dice of helping Da Sang manage the smuggling business."

A Mei asked curiously, and Ren Qingtian gave a brief description. A Mei immediately clapped her hands and applauded: "Well done, this kind of thing that forces a good girl into prostitution should tear his mouth open!"

A Mei and Ren Qingtian first met in a bar. Her ex-boyfriend forced A Mei to sell money, but Ren Qingtian rescued her. They instantly sympathized with each other: "Hui Zai is so righteous, follow Tian Brother is the same."

"Alas"

Ren Qingtian smiled and sighed, sent A Mei away, lit a cigarette, and started smoking quietly: "Hui Zai, Hui Zai, you can really do it."

"The management territory is powerful enough, and the business is upright and unbridled. How can a liquor association collect regulatory fees and not be afraid at all?"

soon.

Smoking a cigarette, he put out the cigarette butt and picked up the mobile phone. After thinking for a while, he dialed a number. After waiting for a while, the call was connected: "Hello, Superintendent Xu, it's me, Ren Qingtian."

"I know it is you."

Superintendent Xu's voice sounded: "Didn't I tell you, just call me Lao Xu."

He got straight to the point: "Let's talk about it."

"It's like this. I have a leader who is planning to form an association."

(End of this chapter)