Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

　　 The old place is a place.

　　 Of course, no place is called the old place.

　　Lianxianglou.

　　 A tea room with a history of more than 100 years in the eyes of Shen Jiannan.

　　 Like most teahouses in Hong Kong, although this teahouse has a nice name, it's not unromantic, it's neither luxurious nor trendy, but it's better than the dim sum, the tea is refreshing, and it's also known as the streets.

　　 The former Shen Jiannan used to come here to drink tea. To him, this is indeed an old place.

　　 In the lobby on the first floor of Lianxiang Building, Shen Jiannan surrounded a table and sipped refreshments alone.

　　 is not an exquisite but good-tasting dessert. It has a sweet and refreshing fragrant tea, which is not much different from the later taste.

Around 　　, there were also many people sitting scattered in the guest seats.

　　 There are suits and leather shoes as well as Tang suits. Sitting together with different backgrounds and identities, it is like reflecting the rivers and lakes of Hong Kong.

　　 I don’t know if it’s because the dim sum is too delicious or the tea is too intoxicating. Sitting in the corner, Shen Jiannan has a feeling of drunk tea.

　　The elder brothers in the rivers and lakes in the play are all masters of the tea ceremony, and the decision to kill between the tea, the old hatred of the family, the love of the children and the love of the children always have to draw a line in a cup of tea.

　　 People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes. Once they fell close to this dreamlike glass city, a few people could see themselves from the refraction of light and shadow.

　　 He didn't want to calculate Peng San.

　　 But in this bastard's nineties he couldn't help himself either.

　　 Everyone knows that Hong Kong before and after 1997 was two worlds, and Hong Kong under colonization was two worlds during the day and night.

　　 In Hong Kong, no matter day or night, no one in any society dared to collect the land openly, but the protection fee collected in Hong Kong is as compliant as the tax collected by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

　　 This is an age of assholes.

　　 The fist is greater than the axiom, the sword is greater than the law.

　　 If you don’t have a reliable person to help yourself behind your back, I’m afraid that I’m fattened by someone else.

　　 "What a **** age!"

　　 The tea went down half the pot, and the snack went down half.

　　 is half an hour of effort, Shen Jiannan lamented that the next person is coming.

　　 As soon as he entered the door, Peng San rushed to Shen Jiannan's table. Before greeting, he grabbed the cakes from the table and stuffed it into his mouth like a starving ghost.

　　 The pastries are big, half the size of a fist.

　　 Peng San was choked to death, he quickly grabbed the kettle on the table and took a sip.

　　 At this moment, Shen Jiannan kicked Peng San's leg, and the unsuspecting Peng San was immediately choked by the kick.

　　 "Cough cough cough, why are you kicking me."

　　 Shen Jiannan's face is not very good.

　　 On Peng San's arm, there is a bandage wrapped in gauze.

　　 Shen Jiannan cursed in a low voice.

　　 "What caused you. If I tell you something is wrong, I will run away..."

　　 "It's okay. A little injury."

　　 "Tell me out."

　　 Peng San lowered his head subconsciously, he could see that Shen Jiannan was really angry.

　　 "......"

　　 After the tea money was settled, the two went out back and forth, and walked to a sparsely crowded area, Shen Jiannan asked sternly.

"what happened."

"some days ago......"

　　 Peng San recounted the previous few days as if he was beaten up, and then the thief Xixi took out a wad of money from his pocket.

　　 "Dangdangdang. Look."

　　 Tie into bundles of banknotes with a face value of one thousand.

　　 three ties.

　　30,000 yuan.

　　 This is Peng San's extra medical expenses given by Lian Kun after he helped Yunji take the Sheung Wan site.

　　 Looking at the excited Peng San, Shen Jiannan suddenly became so angry that he kicked it and cursed.

　　 "Is it right? Thirty thousand yuan, is your brain kicked by a donkey, thirty thousand yuan will go up and do it, what if you are hacked to death?"

　　The excited Peng San seemed to be splashed with cold water.

　　 he retorted with a black face.

　　 "You didn't let me go out and mix."

"You want to **** me off, am I. How did I tell you? Run when you see the situation is wrong. What do you want to remember? Just let you run away if you can't beat it, and you will kill for 30,000 yuan. Your life is so worthless?"

　　 "Anyway, I didn't die anyway. The cost of two stabs was 30,000 yuan. If you put it in your hometown, believe it or not, thousands of people lined up to fight."

　　 "Peng San, do you want to rebel? What did I say to you that day?"

　　 "Jian'an, I know you are worried about my safety."

"As long as you know."

"But I really want to get a personal look. I don't look good and have a brain like you. You also said that if I don't have money, I won't be a woman. I am not too young. My father wants to hug Grandson...I..."

　　 Listening to Peng San's lower and lower voice, Shen Jiannan's eyes kept flashing.

　　 Life is like a play, it all depends on acting.

　　 Knowing that Peng San was cut twice, Shen Jiannan didn't know if he was really worried about Peng San's safety.

　　 silence.

　　 After a long silence, Shen Jiannan took out a cigarette in his pocket and threw a cigarette to Peng San.

　　 "wipe wipe".

　　 The lighter turned on in the dim light, and he leaned on the cigarette and took a sip. The feeling of nicotine in the body made people dizzy.

　　 Peng San didn't say anything, he stood beside Shen Jiannan in silence, smoking a cigarette.

　　 The fireworks lightened and dimmed with the inhalation, spitting out the last puff of smoke, Shen Jiannan said solemnly.

　　 "Old Peng. Do you really want to keep mixing?"

"Ok."

　　 Shen Jiannan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

　　 He had long seen that Peng San is very suitable for the underworld, but now Peng San is really a young and Dangerous boy, he is not happy at all.

　　What is Young and Dangerous.

　　 is a gangster.

　　 The most promising career.

　　 It's good to be mixed to contribute to the uncle of the police, but to make a contribution to the uncle of the police if it is not to be mixed.

　　 In summary, there is a dead end.

　　 By the way, Peng San obviously wants to go to the dark one by one.

　　 This is not in line with Shen Jiannan's original intention.

　　 In any case, the two came out together, and Peng San truly regarded him as a brother.

　　 "Old Peng. There is a partial word on the side door, which means that you can't get on the table after all. Although the money is indeed faster, it will always be a trivial thing."

　　 "But..."

　　 "Listen to me and finish."

　　 "......"

"Let’s talk about Hong Kong without mentioning other places. Who is the richest person in Hong Kong? It is Li Zhencheng, Huo Dong, and Guo Bingnan. The bosses of those associations hang their heads on their waists and work hard. Why are these people not rich? Because People follow the right path, the underworld can be used as a means but never as an end."

　　 In the dark night, Peng San's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

　　 "Furthermore. In a few years, it will be 97. When Hong Kong returns, how far do you think you can go on this road? Don't tell me you forgot what it was like before."

　　 This time, Peng Sanji shivered.

　　 How could he forget.

　　 That year, he was in his first year of high school.

　　 "It's not easy for a person to live a lifetime. We can spend more money to watch, but some things can't be too much, otherwise you think you can run away if it is liquidated in the future?"

　　 "That's not mixed up?"

　　 "You still want to get mixed up. If you don't get mixed up, we won't be able to gain a foothold in Hong Kong~www.readwn.com~ I mean, leave a bottom line. Don't get involved in drugs and coercing others to sell."

"I do not......"

　　 "I know you haven't thought about touching these now, but people are in the rivers and lakes, and some things are beyond your control. So I mean, don't touch these harmful things."

　　 "......"

　　 "Do you know why I called you today?"

"Ok?"

　　 "When the stock market opens next Monday, I will let Lu Shu close the position and withdraw the money."

　　 Although Peng San is often scolded for having developed limbs and simple mind, he is definitely not a fool who can teach, he immediately asked.

　　 "Are you afraid that he will regret it?"

　　Shen Jiannan is of course not only worried about Lu Shu going back.

　　 There was a period of time when he thought of leaving Lu Shu to go to the trading center to fool the richer people to invest, but in the end, he had to give up.

　　 In Hong Kong, a place where ghosts are colonized, the rich nowadays are not fuel-efficient lamps.

　　 If you lose money, you won’t let him go, and if you make too much money, you won’t let him go.

　　 People are sinister, he has to be on guard.

　　 On the contrary, Lu Shu, who came from the Mainland, has a superficial background in Hong Kong. A million assets is actually a petty bourgeoisie level. Peng San is enough to play any tricks.

　　 Shen Jiannan was not going to tell Peng San these words, he said casually.

　　 "Be prepared for it. Hundreds of thousands, it will make people feel distressed if they change their hands."

　　 "Cough cough cough..."

　　 Peng San, who was smoking, was almost choked to death, he said in disbelief.

"How many?"

　　 "Not much, six hundred thousand at the close on Friday."

　　 "......"

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