I Am King

Seeing him like this, Qin Feng knew what he was thinking.

Damn, are you afraid that he has no money?

He said nothing and just waved his hand.

Lu Qing behind him immediately understood what he meant, walked up to Shezaiming, put the travel bag on the table and unzipped it.

Shezaiming's eyes were also fixed on the travel bag.

When he saw the money inside, his eyes, which had been narrowed, suddenly widened.

My instinct was to take the travel bag.

However, Lu Qing just unzipped his pants, showed him, and then zipped it up immediately.

Holding the bag, he returned and stood behind Qin Feng.

Shezaiming stared at the travel bag and returned to Qin Feng again.

"Haha...! Since Brother Feng is so powerful, everything will be easy"!

"A boat will be coming back from the north soon. You can choose the one that suits you best."

Damn, just now he was "Daozai Feng" and now he is Feng brother. It turns out that short mules are greedy for money.

"That's great. Since the boat will be back soon, I will wait here with Brother Ming for a while to avoid running back and forth."

"Haha...! Okay, Shapi, go get two chairs and a few bottles of beer for Brother Feng."

"Don't mind it, brother! This is the only condition I have. I'll host you at Portland Street if there's a chance."

Qin Feng sat on the chair and said with a smile;

"Okay, Brother Ming is hosting, I will definitely go."

"I don't know what big business you are going to do, brother? You need so many people at once?"

Shezaiming has taken a fancy to Qin Feng's business, and if it makes money, he would also like to get involved.

"It's not a big business at all! I just want to expand my territory recently, and I want to find some strong and capable fighters to be my thugs."

"The local fighters are all in a few big clubs, and it's hard to recruit people, so I was thinking about whether I could find some from the north."

After hearing what Qin Feng said, Shezaiming stopped asking.

Then there is some bragging and meaningless flattery of each other.

.....................

Time passed little by little as the two of them boasted and chatted.

Night, one in the morning

Sha Pei led a group of people of various kinds into the warehouse.

These people generally wore cloth clothes and cloth shoes that were typical of the era, and their eyes revealed a sense of uneasiness and confusion at coming to a new environment.

But there were more than thirty people standing together. Each of them had clear muscle lines and was observing the surrounding environment with firm eyes.

Qin Feng could tell at a glance that these were the people he was looking for.

He strolled up to the group and called out;

"I'm a businessman, and now I'm planning to recruit a group of security guards to protect my business. Are you interested in working with me? I'll make 1,500 yuan a month. If you need to go on a mission, the salary will be different. If you're willing, come over here."

Qin Feng intends to train these people according to the model of low base salary and high commission. This will not only ensure their enthusiasm for work, but also allow those with capabilities to quickly emerge.

When the group of people in front of him heard his words, they immediately started chattering.

Finally, a tall man with a determined face came out and said;

"We can help you, but you have to help me solve my identity problem."

Obviously, they had inquired in advance before coming here. Now Hong Kong Island has cancelled the policy of settling down by crossing the sea. If they are caught by the police, they will be deported.

Qin Feng looked at the man in front of him with curiosity, because the man in front of him looked a bit like a villain in a movie he remembered, but he was a little younger and did not have the rebellious look on his face like in the movie.

So he asked directly; "What's your name?"

"Wang Jianjun".