Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 407: Chapter 55
"Luo Feng, you bastard, don't use Young Master Le as a shield."

"This is Macau Street, not Xiangjiang Island. Even the young master, Lelai, has to clear his gambling debt."

The madman pushed the teacup forward violently and hit the saucer. The tea in the cup splashed out and immediately spilled all over the table.

Because the sound was a bit loud, the other diners in the restaurant all looked towards the source of the sound.

The manager of the lobby rushed over upon hearing the sound. As soon as he saw the madman, he understood what had happened. He quickly smoothed things over and said with a smile, "Brother madman, long time no see."

"There are other guests in the restaurant. It just so happens that one of the boxes is idle. Why don't the two of you go to the box to talk? The latest stewed rock sugar pears are on the stove. I invite the two of you to lighten the fire."

There was water on the dining table, Luo Feng was in no mood to eat at all, he tore off the napkin around his collar, threw it on the table, and said with a sneer, "Eat? Eat your mother!"

"I'm not in the mood for chatting, and I don't even want money. I'm going back to Xiangjiang now. If you are brave enough, you can detain me."

"But crazy man, I don't think you have the guts."

After playing prestige, Luo Feng stood up from the chair, straightened his shirt, pushed the madman away, and was about to leave.

"It's really shameless,"

The madman stood up abruptly, grabbed Luo Feng by the collar, slapped him across the face, and knocked him to the ground.

The manager of the lobby was bitter. Although he didn't know Luo Feng's background, but every time he came, he would spend generously and tip generously. He was a full-fledged son-in-law, and he, a wage earner, could not offend him.

The lunatic is a newcomer to the number gang. He manages the water in the four halls of Lisboa.

Now it's inside and outside not people!

"Brother Madman, Brother Shapi watched this scene, you have to give Brother Shapi some face."

Seeing that the madman started to make a move, the manager of the lobby hurriedly stopped him in the middle to prevent him from continuing to make moves.

"No matter what the noise is, it won't stop after a meal."

"Fall on the street!"

While the lobby manager was trying to maintain the situation, the female diner across the aisle scolded impatiently.

The lobby manager turned his head and found that it was a frequent visitor recently, so he quickly greeted with a smile: "Sister Yuan, I'm really sorry, it's a small conflict, it can be settled."

"It's done!"

Sister Yuan picked up the Shoubainian on the table, took a sip, then raised her legs and laughed at the lobby manager: "Jin Rong, are you talking in your sleep?"

"This boss is obviously not giving you face, so you can handle it? Fuck your mother!"

"Your sister is in a good mood today. I will recite how much the little bastards on the ground owe you."

The madman looked at the so-called Sister Yuan, her expression was ruthless, and the actress was ungrateful. The sun was shining in the west today, and someone was willing to take the initiative to pay for others.

"Miss, don't talk big, this kid owes us 40 yuan, which most people can't afford."

The madman's boy glanced at his boss, then kicked Luo Feng who was still rolling on the ground, and shouted at the top of his voice.

When Luo Feng on the ground heard the amount of money, he immediately got up from the ground and shouted at the madman: "I only took 10 yuan from you, will it increase to 40 yuan?".

Jin Rong saw that the guests in the restaurant were all looking at them, he was in a hurry, and begged for mercy: "Young Master Luo, Brother Madman, Sister Yuan, let's chat in another place."

"This is the He family's business, don't make things difficult for me, a wage earner!".

Under Jin Rong's begging, Madman, Sister Yuan and Luo Feng finally agreed to chat in the box.

After entering the box, Sister Yuan sat at the door and said impatiently: "This little guy said he only owes 10 yuan. Even if the whale turned over, it would still be less than 40 yuan."

"Let's say a reliable number. When my aunt is in a good mood, I will be a beggar."

The madman has never seen this woman on the streets of Macau. Macau is too small, and there are only a few famous people, so it makes no sense not to know her.

"The price is negotiable. I don't know the name of this elder sister Gao?"

The madman pulled out the chair, sat opposite to Sister Yuan, and explored the other side's seabed.

Sister Yuan had a cigarette in her mouth, cleared her tone, and looked at the madman with a half-smile, and found that this guy was very ghostly.

"Lorry, you're talking too much, are you thinking about the money in Sister's pocket?"

"The streets of Macau are small, but the water is muddy. Don't think about what's there. Be careful of people throwing it into the sea."

"Empty talk is nothing, bring the contract."

The situation was reversed in a few words, and Sister Yuan took the initiative.

The madman hadn't seen such a powerful woman for a long time, he pondered for two seconds, then took out Luo Feng's loan contract from his pocket, and threw it on the table.

The attendant next to Sister Yuan picked up the contract from the table, looked at it a few times, and then unfolded it to Luo Feng whose face was already swollen. After confirming that it was correct, he handed it to Sister Yuan.

Looking at the oily contract, Sister Yuan didn't even bother to look at it at all. She waved her hand in disgust and asked the servant to take it away.

"No, 40, 15, you are not running in vain, take it to drink tea."

The number has been cut by more than half, but the madman is not angry, and it is hard to recover. This is a common understanding in the Guili circle.

Luo Feng is Changmao's younger brother, although his elder brother is dead, but the young master is still alive, so no accident will happen to this kid.

Young master Le is now a big water hose, not a desperate rotten boy on the street, and many people in the rivers and lakes want to divide the business from him.

Not to mention others, even if the old gray-headed man knew about it, he would wipe out Luo Feng's count, and then use Luo Feng's line to build a relationship.

This kind of top-notch large water hose is useful to the long-established gangsters, but it is of no use to a new dwarf mule like a madman.

Even if it was the business that Young Master Le leaked through his fingernails, it was not something he, a person with an unstable foundation, could catch.

"Sister Yuan, right? 20 yuan, the same price, you and I both know the bottom of this bastard, this is a great favor."

"If it weren't for my weak foundation, it wouldn't be your turn to be cheap."

"Sister Yuan, think about it."

The madman poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it, but kept his eyes on the mysterious woman.

"I don't know what the hell are you talking about!"

"I'm doing you a favor, not taking advantage of you."

"Sister is in a good mood today. You can be lucky. I don't want to waste time on your hands."

"20 is 20!"

If you want to judge a person's intentions, don't look at what he says, but look at what he is going to do.

Sister Yuan opened her precious crocodile handbag, took out four pieces of mud from it, and threw it on the table.

The madman's Ma Zai saw the gesture of his boss, so he stepped forward to pick up the four chips.

The chips in Macau casinos are divided into official codes and mud codes. The official codes are exchanged from the exchange office at the entrance of the casino, mainly for the convenience of tourists.

The mud chips are dedicated to the VIP room and belong to the private chips of the stacked horses. They cannot be directly exchanged for cash, and guests need to bet on the gaming table.

After the betting, the mud code will be taken away by the casino. When winning, the casino will pay the cash code to the guest. The cash code won by the guest can be used to buy the mud code again, or exchange for cash.

(End of this chapter)