Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 92 Pick it up, pick up your ears!

The inauguration ceremony is over.

Ren Qingtian reserved a place at Dafugui Restaurant, and tables were placed upstairs and downstairs to entertain people from various clubs who came to support him.

The scene was very lively, with abalones and red wine served. The hospitality was very high, and Ren Qingtian was not stingy either. Each table's meal cost was upwards of two thousand.

"Let me tell you, my turtle brother in Yuen Long has nothing but strong bones!"

"Airplane, stop being so straight-faced and come and have a drink. I know you killed two more people last night. You are so powerful."

"I work for the community."

The hall was crowded with people, and from time to time I thought of all kinds of conversations. People were coming and going, and many members of the club knew each other. It would be nice to have free food and wine just by shouting a few words.

Ren Qingtian was not only happy about today's banquet.

Uncle Xing, Feilong, and Dasang are also happy. I don't know if Dasang is really happy, but Feilong and Uncle Xing are really happy. Wu Zhihui has taken up his post. They have also gained a benefit through Wu Zhihui's light, and everyone is happy.

Now, they hope that after Wu Zhihui takes over, the business will get better and better, and they can get more profits.

The main table upstairs was equally lively.

Tonight's banquet, the halls of each club came with their people. The halls and their people were upstairs, and downstairs were their younger brothers.

The number helps this table.

"Ding"

Everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together.

"Congratulations to Brother Tian, ​​for hiring a young red stick!"

Daquan Min held the cup and looked at Ren Qingtian with a smile: "Hui Zai is so young. He joined the Red Stick earlier than I did. I can definitely help you make the club better and better."

"I think so too."

Dinosaur also nodded in agreement: "If you have the chance, I will bring Hui Zai to Tsim Sha Tsui to play in the future. Say hello in advance and I will help you arrange it."

"Hahaha, thank you, thank you."

Ren Qingtian was already short, and when he smiled, his eyes were gone. He looked like a Maitreya Buddha, and the more he looked at him, the happier he became.

Wait until they finish speaking.

"Brother Hui, congratulations on your promotion to the Red Stick!!"

Wu Haonan stood up with the wine glass in hand: "What happened before was my fault, Ah Wu. If there is a chance in the future, give me money and I will help you with things."

After Daquanmin helped Wu Haonan settle the matter between him and Wu Zhihui, he agreed under the persuasion of his senior brother and simply took Wu Haonan with him.

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui nodded with a smile, looked at Wu Haonan who drank all the wine in one gulp, and then lit up the bottom of the glass after finishing the drink: "That's right, you are enlightened, come out to hang out, how can you do things for free?"

"everyone is happy."

Ren Qingtian also lit up his cup and led Wu Zhihui around the tables. He left the number helper's table and came to the new reporter's table. A middle-aged man stood up.

"Come on, Hui Zai, let me introduce you."

Ren Qingtian introduced each other: "This is Shi Zecheng, the white paper fan of Xinji, whose nickname is Daquanhu. I have been an old acquaintance for many years and have a good relationship."

Wu Zhihui reached out and shook it, and looked up and down at Shi Zecheng. He had a big Chinese face, short hair, and a broad and muscular body, giving people a strong sense of strength.

“Do you know why it’s called the Big Circle Tiger?”

Ren Qingtian introduced him enthusiastically: "Because Ah Cheng came from the mainland and is capable and capable. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, it didn't take long for him to get a position in Xinji."

"Let me tell you, Acheng is pretty good in the mainland. He has a good job and has several businesses with the mainland. If there is a chance in the future, let Acheng introduce you to a new business."

"Ahui."

Shi Zecheng let go of his hand and looked Wu Zhihui up and down: "Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. If you are interested in the future, I will introduce you to a road on the mainland."

"When it's done, just give me a big gift, hahaha."

"Hahaha."

Wu Zhihui laughed: "Definitely, definitely, then it's all thanks to Brother Cheng for taking care of me."

Ren Qingtian talked eloquently and continued: "This is Lao Xu from Xinji. Many years ago, Lao Xu helped me."

The new reporter, Mr. Xu, is tall, wearing a pair of glasses and a white linen shirt, and looks low-key.

"Boss."

Wu Zhihui said hello with a smile, but took another look at Ren Qingtian, thinking that you appeared in the wrong order.

One is Xinji's talker, Lao Xu, and the other is Xinji's white paper fan. Did Ren Qingtian introduce them in the reverse order?

How can anyone introduce the white paper fan first and then the speaker?
He secretly took another look at Shi Zecheng and remembered his appearance in his heart.

Big circle tiger?
interesting.

Leaving Xinji's table, Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui arrived at He Shengyi's table, and then continued down.

The order of walking around the tables is also very particular, from big to small, from near to far. At the table with He Shengyi, Ren Qingtian said a few words. Sitting in the table, Bai Fenqiang tried to talk to Ren Qingtian, but Ren Qingtian Tian passed by without leaving a trace, said a few words and left.

Wu Zhihui saw the clues. The relationship between Ren Qingtian and He Shengyi was probably just an ordinary relationship.

After walking around this circle, Wu Zhihui got to know a lot more people, involved in various societies. Compared with before, he only knew the people around Ren Qingtian, now the whole circle is completely different.

really.

Whether you have a job or not are two completely different concepts. You are exposed to and know a lot more things.

main table.

"call"

Ren Qingtian took a breath and sat down again. He shook his head with a smile and said, "I, Ren Qingtian, haven't drank so much wine in a long time."

"Brother Tian, ​​just have fun secretly. Ah Hui's current business is well-known in the circle, and he is the most innocent."

The person who talked to Lian Sheng started to brag and grinned: "It makes both us and Lian Sheng jealous to death."

"Okay, how can I compare with you."

Ren Qingtian waved his hand reservedly: "He Liansheng is a big company now. If you pick the number one person, he will be better than us. There are only a few of us."

It can be seen from the seats that Ren Qingtian is very close to Liansheng, and they were all at the same table for the evening banquet.

"Well, I've been hanging around the stage just now, so I didn't introduce it to you."

Ren Qingtian stretched out his hand and began to introduce Wu Zhihui one by one: "This is the talker, this is the white paper fan Lin Huaile, A Le, take one from Jordan, this is Uncle Deng, my uncle."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded one by one with a smile on his face.

Lin Huaile held a cigarette between his fingers and looked at Wu Zhihui with a smile. He looked very kind.

Dumbledore was very fat, extremely fat. When he sat down on the stool, he was like a mountain of flesh.

"Hui Zai."

Ren Qingtian seemed to have seen what Wu Zhihui was thinking, and continued with a smile: "You may not think that Uncle Deng is strong, but Uncle Deng was also very powerful when he was young."

"More than ten years ago, that was 1970, I guess. Uncle Deng was elected speaker. Even the four detectives came to congratulate Dumbledore. Do you know how majestic it is?"

"Eh."

Deng Bo waved his hands reservedly: "It's in the past, there's nothing to mention. We old guys, thanks to all of you, the younger generation, still look up to us and support us, we are already content."

He pulled a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Huizi, I heard A Tian mentioned you and praised you full of praises. Uncle Deng, I can't prepare any gifts, so I will give you a few words."

"This person, no matter what position he is in, must always follow the rules and order."

The talker nodded quickly in agreement: "Yes, that's it."

"Thank you Dunbur."

Wu Zhihui smiled and nodded in agreement: "I remember."

After the dinner, it can be seen that Deng Bo's status in Helian Sheng is still quite high.

Although he has retired now, his status with Liansheng is a bit too emperor-like.

The entire banquet lasted from six o'clock in the afternoon to nine o'clock in the evening, and then the guests began to disperse one after another.

Ren Qingtian drank a lot tonight, his face turned red and he was a little shaky when he walked, all thanks to the support of his confidant.

He stood at the door of the restaurant, and after seeing Uncle Deng off, he waved his hand: "Okay, we'll be here for today, let's break up."

The banquet is included in the company's accounts, so naturally someone will handle it.

"Ok."

Wu Zhihui nodded: "Brother Tian, ​​let me take you back with Brother Laji."

"Okay." Ren Qingtian didn't refuse. He nodded and agreed. Laji went to pick up the car without drinking. Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian stood at the door waiting.

Behind.

There was a loud noise.

He Shengyi was sitting in the restaurant and Fenn Qiang came out with a few younger brothers. Their faces were all red and they looked like they had drank a lot and they were talking loudly.

After the group came out, they also stood at the door waiting for the bus. As the host, Ren Qingtian naturally wanted to talk to the restaurant.

"Brother God."

Bai Fenqiang took out a cigarette and handed one to Ren Qingtian. He puffed on it and looked at him with squinted eyes: "Can you think about what I told you last time?"

"I don't have to think about it."

Although Ren Qingtian drank too much, his mind was clear, and he refused without hesitation: "I, Ren Qingtian, can't play with that stuff. If you are interested, you can do it with Feilong."

"Huh."

Fan Mianqiang sighed: "Feilong himself sells K-boys. I'll work with him to make whatever we can. Your territory is so big, it's the best thing to do these things."

He poked Ren Qingtian's arm with his elbow: "Really, think about it and let me in. If anything happens, I'll handle it myself. If I'm eight and you're two, nothing will happen."

Flour Strong, Flour Strong, is a flour seller. He had always wanted to cooperate with Ren Qingtian, but Ren Qingtian rejected him.

He had approached Feilong earlier, but Feilong was not a fool. Who asked him to do it in [-]? Plus, he was already doing this, so how could he let him in.

"Don't do it."

Ren Qingtian bites the bullet without leaving any room for words: "I, Ren Qingtian, don't have any thoughts of getting rich. I am content with what I am now. I will not get involved with you who make a lot of money."

"alright."

Fann Qiang glanced at Ren Qingtian, seeing that there was no room for anything to say, he could only curl his lips: "Since Brother Tian doesn't like me, Fannqiang, there is nothing we can do."

He was a little unhappy, but he didn't say any more nonsense. He puffed on his cigarette in silence and focused his eyes on Wu Zhihui.

"Hui Zai."

Fan Mianqiang bypassed Ren Qingtian and came to Wu Zhihui. He looked at him with a smile: "You are so majestic at such a young age."

"I know you well. You are very capable. You take good care of the territory under your hands."

"The nightclub below you is doing very well now. The business is so good, it must be a lot of money, right? But do you feel that something is missing?"

He took out a cigarette and said, "Are you interested? Let my people enter your place. As long as you nod your head, I can wrap you a big bag first."

"excuse me."

Wu Zhihui directly blocked Fan Qiang's cigarette and said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, I'm just helping Brother Tian do things. I have no say in the situation."

"Oh, I'm telling you."

Fan Mianqiang still wanted to speak, but Ren Qingtian scolded him directly: "Okay Aqiang, that's it. I said I won't do this kind of business, so don't think about it."

He spoke in a low voice, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding community members.

"Humph!"

Fan Mianqiang snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and pulled a face, and stopped talking.

At this moment.

"Brother God."

Yu Wanxian, who was standing next to Fan Mianqiang, suddenly spoke: "Why didn't I see you coming out with your sister-in-law A Mei tonight?"

The straw sandals of Uomaru Hyunjae and Seunggi.

He used to be a fishball seller, but later he met Mianfenqiang and followed him. With this way, he really started to do business bit by bit and got a job.

When they were at the table just now, Yuwanxian wanted to show off in front of Fan Qiang, and tried to talk to Ren Qingtian, but Ren Qingtian didn't even look at him.

"Amei will help me make sobering tea at home."

Ren Qingtian chuckled and glanced sideways at Yuwanxian, who was holding a cigarette and belching wine: "It seems that you had a lot of fun drinking at night. Let's go back early."

"Oh, how can we be like Brother Tian? You work hard for money outside, but when you get home, you have a beautiful wife waiting to take care of you."

Yuwan Xian became more and more excited as he spoke, and his pitted face trembled with muscles as he spoke: "I met my sister-in-law once, she is really beautiful and elegant, just like those big stars, I really envy Brother Tian, ​​there are What a blessing."

"Ha ha."

Ren Qingtian chuckled, ignored him, and stepped down the steps.

"Brother Tian, ​​I heard someone say that you were hunted down before and injured important parts of your body. Is it true?"

Yuwanxian's voice was a few minutes higher: "Do you think this is true or false? I'm a little curious, is Brother Tian okay?"

Ren Qingtian stopped and turned to stare at Yu Wanxian, his brows knitted together and his expression completely downcast.

Fan Mianqiang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and sneered proudly.

"Did I get it right?!"

Yuwanxian grinned: "But it doesn't matter. Our products are very good. We have a special product like this. If you eat it, you will be able to call three women in one night without being able to suppress your anger."

He put the cigarette into his mouth and bit it. As he spoke, he raised his hands: "Oh, it's so exciting. If you eat it, I'm sure my sister-in-law won't be able to bear it."

"Try it, brother Tian, ​​hahaha"

Uomaru Ken’s voice was loud.

"you wanna die!"

Wu Zhihui scolded, stepped forward and rushed forward. The palm of his left hand directly grabbed Yu Wanxian's throat, and stretched out his right hand: "Aji Zai!"

"Snapped!"

Ah Ji took out the short knife from his pocket and slapped it into Wu Zhihui's hand.

"Fuck you, mother!"

Wu Zhihui's palm turned into a knife and slashed at Yuwanxian's neck. He grabbed Yuwanxian's ear, held the knife in his right hand and swung it down with force. He raised his foot and kicked him away.

"what!"

Uomaru Ken covered his ears and fell to the ground while screaming, blood flowing down his fingers, and he screamed pitifully: "Brother Qiangqiang!"

"Snapped!"

Wu Zhihui grabbed his ears and threw him heavily to the ground, staring at him with squinty eyes: "Damn it, you don't know your last name after drinking some cat urine. How dare you talk to Brother Tian like this?!"

Ren Qingtian stood there, glanced at Yuwanxian coldly, and turned around: "Huizai, that's enough."

"I'm holding the red stick today because I don't want to spoil my mood and save your life."

Wu Zhihui heard this and stopped taking action: "Next time you dare to talk nonsense like this, I will kill you directly. Let's see who dares to stand up and speak out!!"

"Brother Qiangqiang!"

Yuwanxian climbed up from the ground tremblingly, trying to get Flour Force to give him justice.

"Disgraceful thing!"

Fan Mianqiang gritted his teeth fiercely and stared at Wu Zhihui with a livid face.

"Brother Qiang, the people under you have no rules and regulations. I'll teach you a lesson so that they can learn a lesson. You won't say much, right?"

Wu Zhihui glanced at Mian Qiang, took the towel handed over by Ah Ji, and wiped the blood on his hands: "He must be lucky that Brother Tian spared his life, otherwise he would have jumped to the street by now."

"After all, it's a newly minted red stick, and he's very ruthless."

Fan Qiang breathed heavily: "I remember, you did a good job!" He never imagined that Wu Zhihui would dare to do something in public without giving him any face.

"This is how I, Wu Zhihui, do things!"

Wu Zhihui threw the towel on the ground and raised his chin slightly with arrogance: "If anyone dares to have an opinion, I will kill him until he has no objection!"

"Hahaha"

Da Quanmin heard the commotion and walked out of the restaurant: "Brother Qiang, you have to thank Ah Hui so much for sparing his life in front of you."

"He dares to talk to Brother Tian like this. If he doesn't die, who will die? There are no rules or regulations!"

"The Yan family shovel, pick it up, pick up the ears!"

Fan Mianqiang yelled at Yuwanxian: "I told you to pick up your ears."

"Isn't that embarrassing enough? Get out of here!"

Fan Qiang waved his hands and left angrily.

　Thanks to my boss peizhen for the 5000 point reward, salute!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)