Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

What Feimao said is correct, as long as the short mule goes out to bulk cargo, as long as it is not caught by the police, everything will be fine.

Yau Ma Tei is the mouth of Flying Cat, Changmao is not qualified to dictate, even if he has taken him before.

"Of course there is no problem. Yau Ma Tei is your hall, but he sold the goods to Hung Hom, so it's none of my business."

Changmao also expected what Feimao would say early on, friendship is friendship, and business at the door is business.

Everyone has a younger brother to raise, and it is impossible to cut off the way to make money with a single sentence.

Selling goods beyond the border, this matter is also very easy to solve, either compensate according to the price, or cut off a hand according to the rules of the world.

"Brother Changmao, thanks to the support of Lao Ding, the goods are ridiculously expensive, more than 20 yuan per gram, and the brothers in the hall are complaining, saying that they can't eat enough!"

"Besides, Dakousheng is my friend, not Xinghe's disciple. Where to sell goods is his freedom. Besides, Hung Hom is not all the same now. Maybe he is from McCaw, and he can't say for sure!"

Ever since Big D entered the Walled City to manage the entire Xinghe flour business, Dahuan's territory has been taken back by McCaw, the God of Plague, half of it.

Feimao took the opportunity to play sloppy eyes for Dakousheng, excuse him, and try to fool the matter.

"Wow! It's not normal to be a boss, even dare to question the arrangement of the boss, so I, the leader, will not be taken seriously by Brother Feimao."

"Don't waste your time, if he doesn't reveal who is behind the scenes today, you won't be able to take him away."

Changmao sneered, pushed away the cigarette that Feimao offered, and said mercilessly.

It really doesn't give me any face!
Watching the cigarette fall to the ground, Feimao could only take back the lighter in his hand in embarrassment.

"Do you have a share of the raw white flour business?"

Changmao looked at Feimao's face very seriously, trying to tell the truth from his expression.

Feimao was also taken aback by these words, and said helplessly: "Is there any mistake, I have more than a dozen venues under my command, and if I want to sell goods, I can use this to hit the street?"

"Dakousheng is such a bad guy, he is very good at selling turtles, he has good eyesight, and he has a lot of clients. That's why I cooperated with him."

"Isn't it just shipping? You don't need to get angry with your long-haired brother, forget it, I don't care about this matter, you can do whatever you want."

"Abei, let's go."

Feimao stood up with a livid face, and the business of 10,000+ per month was cut off like this. Anyone who changed it would be unhappy.

Bei Zai also snorted coldly, glanced at Guo Zai unhappily, threw the shovel in his hand to the ground, and followed his boss out.

Changmao let the horse boy at the door let him go, and let Guozai continue the interrogation, and the screams resounded throughout the factory building again.

Feimao and the others left the factory warehouse, got into their own car, went out and turned a corner, passed through the tunnel, and drove towards Yau Ma Tei.

"Brother Cat, what's the matter?"

"Changmao is on the street. He won't give you any face just because he has taken the boss for a few days."

"He really thinks of himself as a young master!"

Bei Zai cursed angrily while driving.

"Shut up!"

"They all came from the same hall. If it is rumored in the world that the same family can kill each other, everyone will lose face even more."

Feimao was also full of anger, stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, lit it with a lighter, thought about it, and said with a smirk: "Birth of this rotten man with a big mouth has earned us a lot of money. .”

"Being a brother is a lifetime thing, and I can't watch him suffer."

"It's just that I didn't expect Dakousheng to be quite courageous and come out to fish. Since he dares to be a fan, there must be someone behind him to support him."

"Call his store and tell the stinky fish and rotten shrimp in the store, saying that he was arrested, and revealing the location."

"Let them dog eat dog, let's watch the fun."

After Feimao finished his plan, he felt very witty and wanted to applaud himself.

"Let's go, go eat hot pot."

"Sweet honey, you smile sweetly."

Slobber was sitting in the store, with his legs crossed, listening to the radio leisurely. There was a pile of dishes beside him, which he hadn't had time to clean up.

He was waiting for Dakousheng to bring him dinner, but after waiting and waiting, he was nowhere to be found, so he could only cook a bowl of noodles by himself.

Fortunately, there are still unfinished instant noodles in the store, otherwise I would have starved to death.

Now there are 400 million goods in the store, it is impossible not to keep people, and the money tortoise is selling better and better, and the poor and crazy people nearby will come to pry open the door in the middle of the night, so people must be kept in the store.

He has scared away several waves, and he is going to talk to Uncle Sheng and let the people from Xinghe handle it.

"Brother Da, why are you still up late?"

Sun Bing walked into the store, pulled a small trolley, and greeted the salivating shoppers in poor Cantonese.

"Please, I can understand you speaking Mandarin, but I can't understand a word of your ghostly Cantonese."

"Street basher!"

Slobber turned down the sound of the radio, stood up, looked at the turtle food on the trolley, and said, "The kitchen is very efficient recently, and the quality is much better than before!".

Sun Bing unloaded the turtle food from the trolley bag by bag on the ground. While working, he said in his mouth, "This is all thanks to you and Uncle Sheng. The goods are delivered in bags."

"The chefs have also slowly practiced their skills. Didn't they eat dead people this time?"

Salivating with a disdainful smile, if he didn't want to make money from those vicious people, he wouldn't care about the life and death of those scumbags.

It's best to suck them all to death, so as not to cause trouble for everyone.

"It's so cool to suck it up. I'm also doing good deeds to help their family get rid of it."

"People die in Xiangjiang every day, who cares how they die."

"Stop talking, let's move the goods!"

Shuida stepped forward to help, carrying a bag in one hand, and sent the turtle food into the cold storage.

There was not much turtle food this time, only a dozen bags, and it took the two of them less than 5 minutes to get everything done.

"Birth uncle?"

"He has to sign for me, Brother Hua is still waiting to see."

Sun Bing took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and looked around, looking for the trace of Dakousheng.

"I went out to run some errands, and said I would bring me delicious food, but I didn't fart, I"

Drooling just halfway through speaking, he heard the phone at the counter rang, so he asked Sun Bing to sit down first and talk later.

I don't know why it's so late, that bad guy didn't sleep, so he called to chat.

"The one?"

"Dakousheng has been arrested. He is in an abandoned factory on Shasi Street in Hung Hom. He is almost out of breath. If you want to save him, you must hurry up, or collect his body!"

The other end of the phone spoke very quickly, and hung up the phone without caring whether he could hear clearly or not.

Hearing the news that Uncle Sheng had been arrested, his face darkened, he hung up the phone, and called the factory.

The plane was too big for him to make his own decisions.