I Am King

“Brother Kun, if you want to buy in bulk, no problem. You can talk to Fusheng about the details. I’ll talk to him later and ask him to give you a discount, a deep discount.”

"...What, you want to talk to me in person?"

"No way, Brother Kun, you're the boss now, and so am I. It's beneath our dignity to talk about these things now. Let the juniors handle these matters."

"...You want to let Sha Qiang talk to Fu Sheng?"

"No problem, just have Sha Qiang find Fu Sheng."

When Qin Feng received Liang Kun's call, he had just finished his audition. Upon hearing that Liang Kun wanted to buy a large quantity of goods from him, he readily agreed. After all, it didn't matter whose money he made.

As for the idea of ​​discussing the price with Liang Kun in person, he naturally refused outright. He said, "Let's negotiate the price, why talk about discussing the price?"

If he really meets with Liang Kun, given their current status, if Liang Kun continues to pester him, he really can't refuse to budge on the price at all. It would be better to let Fu Sheng negotiate.

After getting out of bed and quickly washing up, Qin Feng went downstairs.

How good are the acting skills of this group of "actors" led by "Crazy Brother"?

The perverted Hao greeted them with a fawning smile.

"good."

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, his expression nonchalant.

Actually, the person that the pervert Hao chose was not bad, but when Qin Feng looked at his handsome face, he didn't want to give him a good look. There was nothing he could do; his brother Feng was born disliking people who were too handsome, except for himself.

"As long as Brother Feng is satisfied, that's good. If Brother Feng takes a fancy to anyone, just tell me, and I'll keep her behind and not let her act anymore."

"No need, just assign them tasks."

Qin Feng clearly distinguished between those who could be added to his harem and those who were just for fun. He treated these actors, who came from humble backgrounds, as just casual acquaintances.

After chatting with the lecherous Hao for a few more minutes, Qin Feng took Da Bao back to Lantian. He hadn't been back for so many days, so he had to go back and visit.

Before he could even return to Lantian, he received a call from Fusheng.

"Brother Feng, Uncle Shan is here at Lantian. He said he has something important to discuss with you."

"Uncle Shan?"

"What's that old guy doing here?"

Since handing over the account books, Uncle Shan has stopped participating in the gang's affairs and was preparing to retire abroad. Unexpectedly, the old guy has reappeared.

"He didn't say what it was, saying he'd tell you in person when you get back."

"Okay, tell him to wait, I'll be right back."

"It's Brother Feng. Also, Gao Jin is here, saying he wants to do something."

"...Hmm, arrange for him to go to my private room, and also arrange for a few 'girls' to accompany him."

Qin Feng's attitude towards Gao Jin was significantly better, after all, he was his future capable subordinate, and his treatment was definitely not comparable to that of Uncle Shan, that old codger.

"What did Ah Feng say?"

Inside the private room of the Blue Nightclub, when he was alone with Fusheng, Uncle Shan once again regained his authority as an uncle. Upon seeing Fusheng return, he asked in a deep voice.

"Brother Feng told Uncle Shan to wait a moment, he'll be right back."

"Okay, then I'll wait for him here."

"No problem, I'll have someone send some fruit over to you, Uncle Shan."

"it is good"

Hearing that Qin Feng had returned immediately upon learning of his arrival, Uncle Shan nodded in satisfaction. Although Wan Sui Feng was arrogant and domineering, he had just taken over at that time, so naturally he had to maintain his dignity as the leader. He usually respected his uncle.

"Go to the kitchen and get a fruit platter and take it in."

After leaving the private room, Fusheng casually beckoned a waiter over.

"Yes, Brother Fusheng."

Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately turned and walked towards the kitchen, but before he could take two steps, Fusheng's voice came from behind: "Just make a smaller one, Uncle Shan can't finish the big one, it's a waste."

"Understood, Brother Fusheng."

The waiter was also a henchman of Tung Sing, so he naturally knew Uncle Shan and knew that he was Tung Sing's uncle. Upon hearing this, his lips twitched, and he forced a smile.

This is the fate of those in gangs. Even if you don't get killed when you're young, when you get old, if you don't have any capable subordinates who can hold your own and know how to respect the boss, you'll be disliked wherever you go!

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