Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

If you are a little greedy, you can earn 80 million.

As a result, 80 million was not enough, and this guy Ni Yongxiao directly asked for another 20 million, a total of 100 million.

Over the years, they have helped the Ni family and made a lot of money.

But compared with one hundred million, it is insignificant. After all, the Ni family has always taken the lion's share and they take the smaller share.

Wen Zheng licked his lips and looked at Dongguanzi: "You mean, your boss Zhang Xian wants to cooperate with me?"

"What did your boss say about Ni Yongxiao?"

Dongguanzi leaned forward and whispered, "Of course I'm on your side, Boss Wen Zheng. My boss said that he can help you, but he will get a share of the business in the future."

Wen Zheng was not happy when he heard that Zhang Xian also wanted to have a piece of the pie. He planned to divide the Ni family's business with Guohua and others.

Zhang Xian wanted to take a share from him? Is there such a good thing?

"Haha, you're from Dongguan, right? Please tell your boss Zhang Xian that we can cooperate, but forget about sharing the meat."

Dongguanzi recalled the details that Zhang Xian mentioned when he assigned tasks in the conference room.

"Boss Wen Zheng, my boss's intention is not to divide your business."

When Wen Zheng heard that it wasn't for him, he was a little surprised: "Whose is it then?"

Dongguanzi continued to follow Zhang Xian's instructions and said:

"Boss Wen Zheng is not really going to split the Ni family's business with the three of them, right?"

As soon as Dongguanzi opened his mouth, he revealed the plan that several of them had secretly conspired, and he was immediately shocked.

"How do you know?"

The four bosses secretly united and prepared to join forces to swallow up the Ni family and then divide the Ni family's territory and business equally.

Wen Zheng thought they had kept this matter very secret, but he didn't expect that Zhang Xian's men all knew about it.

Dongguanzi smiled mysteriously: "Boss Wen, not only do we know about this, but even Ni Yongxiao knows about it."

As soon as Dongguanzi finished speaking, Wen Zheng panicked and looked around nervously:

"What? Ni Yongxiao also knew about it. Did you tell him?"

"Haha, of course not. But don't be too nervous. My boss asked me to come and help you..."

Gao Jin was in charge of handling the black man's side, Feiji was in charge of Guohua's side, and Dongguanzi was in charge of Wen Zheng's side.

Zhang Xian volunteered to take the lead on Gandhi's side, because Gandhi's side was the most important, as it was related to whether the important members of the Ni family drug trafficking group could be convicted.

So Zhang Xian directly made an appointment with Gandhi to meet in Sham Shui Po.

Although Gandhi's nickname is Gandhi, he still has a very hot temper.

He was originally quite reluctant to come to Sham Shui Po. After all, as a gang member, he was reluctant to meet people on other people's territory.

But Zhang Xian gave him an offer he could not refuse, which was to purchase goods from him in the future.

Driven by money, Gandhi finally came to Sham Shui Po.

The meeting place was the place where Zhang Xian often entertained guests. It was his own business and he was very proud of it.

Gandhi was wearing the outfit commonly seen among middle-aged people in Hong Kong Island: a striped T-shirt and mud-yellow pants. His hair was very sparse and he did not look very well.

"Brother Gandhi is here. Please sit down. I've been waiting for you for several hours..." Zhang Xian enthusiastically opened the door of the private room and invited Gandhi in.

Gandhi glanced at the private room suspiciously, and only after making sure that there was nothing unusual inside did he lead his men in.

Gandhi brought four younger brothers, all of whom were tall and strong men, and they surrounded him in the middle, two on each side.

Zhang Xian didn't care at all and sat opposite Gandhi.

"It's winter now, the weather is cold recently, so I'm going to have a hot pot..."

The waiter brought in the dishes, put them down and then walked out of the private room.

The ingredients for hot pot were ready, but Gandhi had no intention of eating.

After staring at Zhang Xian for more than ten seconds, Gandhi said directly: "Brother Xian, you are looking for me to discuss business, why don't we be direct."

"Okay, let's get down to business. Let the people around you leave. I don't trust them."

Zhang first asked the people around Gandhi to leave, which made Gandhi very unhappy.

Before Gandhi could speak, Zhang Xian stated the reason for his concern and said, "What if they are undercover police officers?"

"Let them out."

Gandhi looked around at his younger brothers, hesitated for a moment, and waved his hand: "You go out first, I am a timid person."

After the people left, Zhang Xian sat next to Gandhi and said, "Gandhi, I heard that you have always been very loyal. Last time, you and the black guy got a batch of goods without Ni Kun's knowledge."

"In the end, the police seized that batch of goods, worth more than 20 million yuan. You can just let it go."

Hearing Zhang Xian praising him for his loyalty, Gandhi raised his head proudly, lit a cigar in front of Zhang Xian, took a deep puff, and then said:

"Brother Xian, who doesn't know my name Gandhi? People always say that Hutchison Zhang Xian, loyalty comes first. In order to save your boss, you borrowed 10 million in usury."

"But I'm just as good as Gandhi!"

Gandhi was very proud of his loyalty.

Zhang Xian was speechless. Being loyal doesn't mean being a sucker. Maybe being loyal means being a sucker?

The niggers stole Gandhi's money, and Guohua had an affair with Gandhi's wife. Gandhi was indeed a very loyal man, and he gave him money and women.

You are so loyal.

However, Zhang Xian didn't feel pity for this guy, he just felt that he deserved it.

"Yes, I, Zhang Xian, admire people who value loyalty. No matter what we do, loyalty comes first!"

Zhang first set the tone of talking about loyalty, and then continued: "But brother Gandhi, do you know that you are loyal to them, but they treat you as a fool."

Gandhi's cigar shook in his hand, frowned slightly and said, "What did you say?"

Zhang Xian fanned the cigar smoke that was drifting over and said, "Brother Gandhi, I am a straightforward person and I can't bear to see honest people suffer losses, so there are some things I really want to tell you."

After hearing Zhang Xian say this, Gandhi felt that something was going to happen, so he took the initiative to put out the cigar in his hand.

He sat upright and looked at Zhang Xian: "What do you want to say?"

"Let me first tell you about what happened between you and the nigger. In fact, the batch of goods was not found by the police at all. It was hidden by the nigger."

"So, your 20 million was stolen by black people. I am not saying this nonsense. Ni Kun told me this..."

When Gandhi heard this, his eyes widened and his expression became very excited, but he still thought about it for a while.

After all, he has known the black man for more than ten years. He had met Zhang Xian for less than ten minutes and suddenly he came here to sow discord between him and the black man.

But Zhang Xian also said that the news was told to him by the old man Ni Kun, and he was very afraid of Ni Kun.

They had long wanted to rebel, but they didn't dare to do so when Ni Kun was around.

Only after Ni Kun died did they dare to rebel.

While Gandhi was thinking, Zhang Xian struck while the iron was hot and continued, "By the way, Gandhi, does your wife often go to Haojiang to play?"

Before he could think clearly, he heard Zhang Xian asking about his wife, and he immediately got angry: "What do you mean? You messed with my wife?"

Zhang Xian had seen Gandhi’s wife. Although she was quite charming, she was old and ugly. Zhang Xian’s girlfriends were so beautiful, so how could he have any thoughts about an old woman?

"Hey, don't get me wrong, someone did have sex with your wife, but it wasn't me..."