Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

(A friend said that my economic value often collapses. I want to explain that it's not my collapse, but Xiangjiang is very magical!)
(Coolies who entered factories in the 70s earned two or three thousand yuan a month, but rich people paid tens of thousands of yuan for a trip to Shanghai. If they had fun, they would not be able to afford hundreds of thousands.)
(Of course there are also cheap night shows, a few hundred dollars for a drink.)
(The restaurant is also the same. Poor people eat dozens of dollars for barbecued pork rice, and rich people drink hundreds of dollars for a cup of milk tea. The rich here do not mean the rich, but the middle class, gold-collared!)
(Xiao Chaoren’s head chef had an annual salary of 300 million in the s. At that time, the executive chef of the Peninsula Hotel had an annual salary of only a few hundred thousand.)
(After Fulinmen launched Ah Yi Abalone, it settled in US dollars. On the one hand, there are many foreign tourists, and on the other hand, it is tens of thousands of dollars for a meal. It is convenient to use US dollars!)

(Xiangjiang also has this problem now. If you build a world metropolis and your annual salary does not exceed 100 million, you will be eliminated automatically. When I was in college, I felt this tearing feeling!)

After an hour of hard work, Mr. Chen took away 20 yuan from Lin Huaile. Donations from this kind of organization cannot be donated in millions.

There should be a lot of people donating money. Councilor Chen and his group are not short of money, what they lack is fame. Among the donors are technology giants, and the level of publicity can be higher, which is better to attract sponsorship and votes.

Seeing that everything has been dealt with, Lin Huaile picked up the watch without giving up and continued to rescue.

When Li Tianguang came to a nursing home in Kowloon, he didn't go in. The person he was looking for was not inside, but turned around and walked into a side alley.

The alley is dark and full of needles, it seems that it is a happy place for fanboys.

Li Tianguang spat in disgust, walked all the way to the end of the alley, and came to the door of a barber shop.

The signboard is made of wood, the paint on it has peeled off badly, and it is so smoky that if you don't look carefully, you can't see the name of the signboard at all.

Looking in from the window, there are no customers in the barber shop, only an old man sitting in a rocking chair, listening to Cantonese opera.

"I haven't seen you for almost half a year, and I don't know where Li Sir went to get promoted and get rich?".

Zhang Shan chuckled, since the money is already in place, there is no need to hide it, but he still said very carefully: "Liu sir, you have checked Young Master Le for nearly two years, and you know how difficult he is."

He Bai didn't ask who the target was, because he would never forget this person for the rest of his life. His son with a bright future hanged himself after being interrogated by Qingtou.

Seeing someone coming in, the old man in the house put down his fan and was about to say hello, but when he found out that it was Li Tianguang, he lay back and said lazily, "It's really a rare visitor."

Zhang Shan took down the towel blocking his eyes, glanced at Liu Zijian, then at the outside of the fruit bar, and said vigilantly: "You shouldn't have come at this time, go into the room and talk!".

"When do you start?"

"Brother Shan, go to bed at this time, are you going to sleep at night?"

Facing the old man's cynicism, Li Tianguang couldn't say anything, he just pulled a chair, sat on it, thought for a while, and then said: "Ah Yang?"

"If you offend someone, the sooner the better, of course, 30, if Uncle He agrees, he will send it over right away."

He Bai looked through the window, saw people walking away, and lay back on the rocking chair, muttering, "Time doesn't wait, time doesn't wait!"

"Taking a nap at home, the last time I played on the court, I broke my arm and I'm still recovering."

Nonsense!

The cigarette was smoked in two or three puffs, spread out casually, and shot accurately into the trash can, regardless of whether it was extinguished or not.

The cigarette case was thrown over, and the whole room was soon filled with smoke, and the two men smoked silently.

"Ayang has already gone to university, and the 30 yuan is enough for him to buy a unit, so he doesn't have to go to crowded housing estates."

"You are a bad guy, no one dares to touch you, but I am different. If the news gets out, my whole family will be put into a concrete coffin!".

Liu Zijian walked into the fruit bar and joked to Zhang Shan who pretended not to see him.

"In the future, Ayang will need you to take care of him, so it can be regarded as helping Adong."

Seeing that the Lord was there, Li Tianguang pushed the door and went in, and the brass doorbell made a crisp sound.

He Bai glanced at the time and arranged the rest of the things.

If you don't have the guts to do it, don't collect money!
Liu Zijian looked at Zhang Shan disdainfully, and said disdainfully, "Brother Shan has no guts, so why bother looking for me?"

Li Tianguang didn't say much, nodded, got up and left.

"Maybe now he already knows that we two little people are making small moves, and decent people are watching us."

The two entered the warehouse and walked all the way to the innermost part. Zhang Shan was inconvenient with one hand, and Liu Zijian was not particular about it, so he randomly found two boxes as chairs.

Liu Zijian parked the car on the side of the road, put on a peaked cap, and leaned against the car to light a cigarette. Recently, his addiction to cigarettes has become more and more serious, with two packs of cigarettes a day, and there is a tendency to expand.

"Well, I'll send it over tonight, and Ah Yang will watch it in the store. If it's not money, it's better to have a house deed. Just say it's from his old man!"

"Uncle He."

"Brother Shan, the money has been deposited into your overseas account, it's time to tell you what you know."

"Someone asked me to do something, I thought about it, Uncle He, you are the most suitable, and only you have this motive."

Liu Zijian couldn't wait to ask before his butt was hot.

Hearing the name of his only son, He Bai's eyes immediately became sharp, and he flicked his fingers to make Li Tianguang honor him.

Li Tianguang took out a cigarette, lit one on his own, and watched He Bai's reaction.

"Avenge Brother Dong or not, that's up to you."

"Hiding and tucking in will make the big bosses behind you unhappy!"

Li Tianguang pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, observing He Bai's reaction by the way.

"If it's a few years in the evening, even if you do it, you may not have a chance of winning!".

Silly boy, in another week, you will receive the amnesty signed by the queen.

"Uncle He, if you say forget it, I will get up and leave, and you will pretend that I have never been here."

There are very few customers in the fruit bar. Zhang Shan is lying on a temporary bed made of fruit boxes, closing his eyes and resting his mind. His wife is taking care of the business.

When He Baiyi thought of his grandson's injury, he was also very relaxed, his face was full of worry.

Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, no one noticed Liu Zijian's unethical behavior, this city was too busy, people were all focused on themselves, and had no time to pay attention to other people's actions.

"Xinghe is kind to you, and gave you a fruit bar to make a living."

"Tens of thousands of dollars per month, without the wind blowing or raining, why bother to take risks and do this head-scratching business?"

"Wearing red shoes usually ends badly!".

The cynicism made Zhang Shan's face turn livid, he snorted coldly, and then fell silent.

Thanks for the support of the lifelong boss!