Da Zhang wiped the plastic curtain of the tea restaurant, stooped down and went inside, raised his head and said: "Brother Hao, our boss invites you to come to the VIP to drink tea together and chat a few words."

Zhang Zihao lowered his head and bit into a piece of pork chop, and asked without raising his head: "Who is your boss? Please sign up!"

Yang Jiguang, Lianghui, and Dazai sat at the dining table, stood up, lifted the corners of their clothes, and placed the Black Star pistol on their waists.

But Dazhang smiled softly: "In the Hongmen Grand Hall of the world, Mr. Yin Guoju is the talker of Yiyang."

Zhang Zihao nodded: "Boss Yin has a great reputation. If he wants to see me in person, I will definitely give him face."

"But I'm tired of the food service at the Lisboa Hotel. Wait until I finish eating the pork chop."

Da Zhang said with a smile: "No problem, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Zihao continued to eat the pork chop with his head down. The three brothers beside him also sat down again. The four of them cleared the table of food. It took half an hour before they got up and returned to the hotel with Da Zhang.

This time, I did not go to the public area, but went straight up the magnificent spiral staircase and came to the independent VIP boxes.

Zhang Zihao strode forward and suddenly asked: "Are you also hanging out with the chief helmsman?"

Dazhang smiled slightly and said in a respectful tone: "All Hongmen in the world are Mr. Zhang's disciples, and those who carry Hongying respect Mr. Zhang as their master!"

"hehe."

Zhang Zihao laughed, feeling unspeakable envy and some jealousy in his heart, and suddenly said: "My surname is Zhang, too."

"We are from the same family as Mr. Zhang."

Da Zhang looked at me with deep meaning, pushed open the door to the private room, and said, "Mr. Zhang, please!"

"Hahaha, Brother Hao, why did he say hello first when he came to Ma Zai's place?"

Zhang Zihao, wearing a suit, stood behind a gambling table, opened his arms, and greeted him coldly.

Yin Guoju grinned with a arrogant smile, approached and hugged Zhang Zihao heavily, put his arm on Zhang Zihao's shoulder and shouted: "Mr. Yin is a tyrant in the Yangtze River, how can you be qualified to ask for an audience with Mr. Yin at will?"

Zhang Zihao patted me on the shoulder and pretended to be pleased: "Hey!

What foreign language did Brother Hao speak? Who in Hong Kong and Macao knows Brother Hao's reputation now?"

"With a promise of a thousand dollars, a billionaire, a small rich man, a small rich man from Haojiang, there are more than ten people who have less money than him. He comes to Lisboa to give you face."

I took Bian Ningyun to the gaming table and sat down.

Yin Guoju pulled out a chair, crossed his legs in a swaying manner, and said loudly: "You brothers will only make one deal in your lifetime, compared to Yin Ban, who only makes money every day and counts the turnover money."

"Boss Yin's gambling tables are more profitable than banks just in terms of commissions. I have no chance to learn from Boss Yin."

The ransom of 7 billion was divided into two batches, one billion per person. Ji Bingxiong knew how to divide it. Yin Guoju got 784 million alone, and the average of the other brothers was about 100 million each.

That division is considered conscientious.

The remaining brothers all respect me as their younger brother, and a few of them are still with me.

The calmness outside Zhang Zihao's eyes flashed past, he threw a cigar far away in front of Bian Ningyun, and joked: "Mr. Zhang is a little celebrity."

"I stayed in Lisboa for a whole week and played exclusively at your gambling table. I think I'm taking care of your business. If you can give me face, come on!"

Whoosh!

Zhang Zihao lifted up the burgundy brocade cloth under the gambling table, revealing stacks of brand new Hong Kong dollars, a total of 17 million in front of him."

70% rebate!"

"how?"

Yin Guoju smiled: "Brother Ju, you are so angry!"

Bian Ningyun also raised a smile, holding two chips in his hand, tapping the table hard: "Calculate the remaining favors you owe Bian Ning."

"In Xiangjiang, he gives face to the small court, and in Haojiang, the small court also gives him face!"

Yin Guoju specially came to the gambling table in Xiaogongtang to lose money. He continued to play after losing money for a month. It was probably just to lose money.

I want to launder money!

Even if the Li family gives old banknotes with serial numbers, Hong Kong dollars still have to be exchanged in Hong Kong, which can be as low as one billion Hong Kong dollars in cash.

As soon as a small amount of cash is withdrawn from the bank system, there will be no alarm. It cannot be locked without any evidence. Money must be laundered before it can be recorded, invested, or consumed.

Of course, you can't choose to launder money in areas outside the country, nor in the adjacent Haojiang. If the handling fee in the country is lower, it can reach 80%, or even 87%.

The whiter the money, the lower the handling fee. It is common for half of the money to be left after washing. It is impossible to wash half of the money and give it to others for free. Every step of the white industry chain is full of risks.

However, Bengyaju paid 70% of the handling fee and took advantage of the casino to get everything done. This was a great honor.

Yin Guoju laughed loudly: "Hahaha, hahaha, Brother Ju is indeed as eye-catching and loyal as the rumors say!"

"You plan to lose another 700 million, is there a problem?"

I picked up the cigar, took a puff, and stared at the other side.

Beng Yaju slapped the table and agreed simply: "If there is a problem, he can lose as much as he wants. Even you surnamed Hong can't help with those things. It's a big deal!"

Yin Guoju stood up and walked around the gambling table: "I don't need Brother Ju's help now. Time is running out. You have to hurry up and go to the small hall to lose money."

"There is a way to build a house back in my hometown, buy a luxury house in Xiangjiang, and speculate in ordinary stocks. When it comes to buying stocks, geez, I really need to learn less from the boss."

Beng Yaju asked with a smile: "Ah Hao, have you considered joining the Little Court?"

"Then Greyhound in Mongkok called you several times and said that the beautiful lady on Tilan Street is willing to accept you into the club, but why do you want to join the club now?"

Yin Guoju turned around and spread his hands, saying sarcastically: "You have no brothers and no banknotes. Isn't it great to feel free and unrestrained when you are depressed?"

"Only a loser with no future would want to join a club all day long, haha."

Bengyaju also laughed: "Haha."

Xiao Zhang closed the door, got out and said: "Brother Ju, the young rich man is so arrogant, he doesn't even care about the small court. The company wants to take care of me."

"I feel that the company wants to harm me. Now, the company thinks that I want to develop in the country, so I don't want him to take care of me. It's like I'm sitting in a hotel."

Bengyaju waved his hand: "Forget it, young people will always become angry when they are proud. How about I am a little rich man?"

"In the past, I just told my brothers to avoid me. But here, anyone wearing a white suit can compete with Brother Hao!"

Bengyaju narrowed his eyes and said loudly: "There is only one little Bohao dressed in white!"

"There will be no seventh one!"

Hutchison House.

Brother Yao was wearing a suit, sat under the chair, and put down a document: "President, the company's management has not yet settled in Changshi Group, and at the same time, the decision-making level of Changshi Group has been rectified."

"Richardson has not yet resigned with a group of board members. President Guo, Director Zheng, Boss Li, and Brother Hao have not been included in the board of directors. The board of directors has officially completed its reorganization."

Zhang Guobin nodded: "These ghost guys haven't had enough to eat. Now when they return to their ancestral home, they are both rich and sad, and they can still start a business."

"How is Boss Li?"

The change of ownership of Cheung Kong Holdings was a minor event in the business world. The reorganization of the board of directors directly caused the stock price to drop by 70%, and Huang and Huang were also dragged into the water.

However, the seven new small bosses who have entered the game are all leaders in the business world and do not have very successful operating experience. As long as they implement a few successful projects, they will naturally get back on track.

Changshi with the surname Zhang will be weaker than Li in history.

Brother Yao recalled the message he received and said, "Boss Li is in Princess Margaret Hospital and is under observation outside the observation ward. He is not conscious and is in good health."

"It's not that the loss of my son has stopped me from going crazy. The doctor said there seems to be nothing wrong with my mental state."

Zhang Guobin pointed to his head and asked, "Are you stupid?"

"yes."

Brother Yao replied.

Zhang Guobin laughed and said: "I've been stupid for a long time!"

―You are so stupid, you have no perseverance, and you don’t have a weak point in your heart. If your weak point is hit, you won’t collapse.

Before his superiors left, Zhang Guobin lit a cigarette alone and sighed: "Alas!"

I pity a fool very much, but surely fools like to do bad things when they are stupid, so there is no need for a little mercy.

People with the surname Li have lived a prosperous and blessed life. Have they ever enjoyed men, expensive cars, and mansions?

I don’t have a son yet and I haven’t given up yet.

I have been successful all my life!

Zhang Guobin sighed: "How come Boss Li is still so successful!"

"Dry!"

"Brother Ju, all the money was laundered by Bian Ningyun's people. Yin Guoju took the money and returned it to invest in real estate in Xiangjiang."

Xiao Zhang came to the office, looked at Beng Yaju and said.

Bengyaju nodded: "Okay, get ready to see off the guests."

Xiao Zhang said hesitantly: "Yes, does Yin Guoju plan to leave Yangjiang and buy a restaurant in Yangjiang? It seems that he wants to recruit troops?"

"how?"

"Are you going to compete for territory with the people from the Xiaoquan Gang?"
To be continued...