Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

　　 Someone can't help it.

　　 Yunji has more than 1,000 members inside and outside.

　　 In Hong Kong, so many people drag their families and rely on the legitimate profits of the fruit wholesale market to make ends meet.

　　 I came out to seek a living to support my family, and I didn’t want to work in a profitable industry.

"Third brother. I am not against it. I also know that you are worried that the club will be liquidated after 97. But we are a black club. If you don't start work, you are unemployed. There are still seven or eight mouths waiting for the meal at home, do you think... ...."

　　 people, always lack the leader.

　　 Someone took the lead to speak, and someone spoke immediately.

　　 "Brother Yao. Brother Yao is right. You can't live on the wholesale market without starting work!"

　　 "Yes, Brother, do you think..."

　　 "......"

　　 Peng San listened quietly.

　　 He caught a cigar left by the dead ghost Lian Kun and slowly cut it.

　　 Being a big brother, you have to shock your little brother from the momentum.

　　 Must be moderately forced.

　　 Like smoking a cigar.

　　 It’s not all like this in movies.

　　 A faint scent rises from the taste buds, with a hint of sweetness.

　　 is the best Cuban cigar.

　　 After enjoying the taste, Peng San took a deep breath.

　　 "嗷......"

　　 The chaotic second floor suddenly became very quiet.

　　 Leading brother Peng San bent over and retched as if poisoned.

　　 "Puff."

　　 I don't know who couldn't help but laughed out loud.

　　 With this smile, many people pursed their lips.

　　The chaotic and exciting atmosphere in the room is one of loose, replaced by a funny atmosphere.

　　 pretended to fail.

　　 Peng San blushed involuntarily, he knew he might be making a fool of himself.

　　 "Ahem!"

　　 threw away the cigar in his hand and coughed to hide it.

　　 "Did I say not to let everyone start?"

　　 When talking about business, everyone immediately suppressed their laughter.

　　 Someone asked unwillingly.

　　 "You can't sell drugs, you can't run meat stalls, and you can't collect protection fees. How do you start work? All go to the streets to pick up garbage!"

　　 "Three brothers, don't be angry. Brother Yao is straightforward..."

　　 Peng San is not angry.

　　 Force can suppress it for a while, but force that does not allow people to eat is useless.

　　 "I know everyone is very dissatisfied. But have you thought about it, it will be 97 in a few years, and by then, will you sell drugs and shoot you immediately?"

　　 "Hong Kong is just a colony in the eyes of the British, and we Chinese are no different from black slaves. As long as we have money to make money, we can toss."

　　 "But can the mainland government do this? It definitely won't work. How could the imperial capital allow Hei Shi to open at will? What is the majesty of that big country."

　　 The crowd was silent.

"You should have heard in the past few years that the three major societies are all shifting their power to Amsterdam and Canada. Why? I am not worried about being cleaned up in the future. The three major societies are afraid. How many of our heads will be cut off? That would be deadly."

　　 "Of course, if you can emigrate in the future, I didn't say anything."

　　Immigration is so good.

　　 It’s okay to be alone, it’s no different from going out if you want to go out.

　　 There are no millions of dollars except for smuggling.

　　 What's more, any country will directly reject the identity of the black society.

　　Silence, silent silence.

　　 Everyone understands the truth.

　　 But 97 is still a few years away, if you can’t make it through now, what else to talk about.

　　 No one spoke, this will not be able to open again.

　　 Peng Sanchao winked at the little brother Baimao who pulled up.

　　 Baimao knows, he takes advance as retreat.

　　 "Brother. 97 is still early in the end, but if we don't start work now, we will have to go hungry!"

　　 Everyone's eyes moved.

　　 Even Peng San's own little brother said so, he can't even suppress it by force.

"Snapped!"

　　Peng San, who was sitting in the seat, slapped the table down.

　　 "I said you are all pig heads! It is illegal to collect protection fees, but we can do security."

　　 "That's OK?"

　　 "Why not? I have registered the security company."

　　 The crowd was dumbfounded.

　　 Many people's eyes looked at Peng San changed.

　　 can come up with such a shameless method, no wonder the thunder means can directly take the lead.

　　 But they didn't know, Peng San was also dumbfounded when he heard this shameless method.

"I have calculated that there are about 1,200 large and small stalls in the three streets we manage. According to the current property management fees and private security fees in the market, we can collect about 3 million yuan a month. The protection fee is a little bit more. And there are residential buildings behind the street. If they are also taken, there will be more..."

　　 "According to this standard, about one million profits can be used every month to subsidize the expenses of the brothers."

"If there are brothers who are not satisfied with this income, they can still go to the company for training. I will specially hire security instructors from the Mainland for training. When the training is over, they can choose to continue to stay in Hong Kong or develop internationally. The maximum salary can be Reached an annual salary of one million..."

　　 "And the company will help everyone buy a commercial insurance worth one million dollars."

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

　　 "Brother, what is the name of our security company."

　　 "First security!"

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

　　......

　　 Castle Peak Club, one of the three major societies in Hong Kong.

　　 claims to have 100,000 members, with members all over the 18 districts of Hong Kong.

　　 Qingshan Society is extremely scary, and even dare to directly challenge the Hong Kong government.

　　 In the mid-1980s, a veteran elder brother from Qingshan Society forcibly slapped a college student, and was later sued by his family to the police station~www.readwn.com~ and the result was shocking.

　　 The girl and her mother were hit and killed at the police station gate just after they finished their confession.

　　 This is not over.

　　 The girl’s father and three elder brothers exploded the rampant black society to the media, hoping to use the power of the media to get justice back.

　　 But the result...

　　 After the major media exposed the truth of the matter, the girl’s father and elder brother were thrown off the roof of the 23rd floor in public.

　　 Three died and one paralyzed.

　　 Everyone knows that it was Aoyamasha who did it, but in the end it was still nothing.

　　 The terrorist forces of the Aoyama Club can be seen.

　　 But recently, the Castle Peak Society, which once heard of the people of Hong Kong, suffered heavy losses. The entrance of the hall in Tsim Sha Tsui was wiped out overnight.

　　 Kowloon Tong, the emperor goes upstairs.

　　 He Kuan is even gloomy and almost dripping with water.

　　 The hall that was swept was his. If it wasn't for him that day, he would be in the morgue now.

　　 "Brother Hao. With so many brothers, don't you just forget it?"

　　 "Akuan, I know you hate it in your heart, and I can't wait to destroy Yunji directly. But have you considered the consequences."

　　 "Aren't they just a bunch of big hooters, I'm afraid they won't succeed."

　　 "The big ring boy? A Kuan, you have watched it on closed-circuit television. The six people killed us unscathed. Do you think the average big ring boy is so powerful?"

　　 He Kuan with a gloomy face was taken aback.

　　 He understood what Chen Hao meant.

　　 "Should, probably not!"

　　 "It's hard to tell. What if it is?"

　　 "Forget it then?"

　　 "Otherwise? This is not something you and I can bear."

　　 "......"