Rebirth: Outstanding

Liao Donggui took the pipe handed by the driver, and took a heavy sip of the tobacco leaves added with spices and rhodiola with the help of the flame from the lighter, and then two smoke dragons erupted from his two nostrils, and the smoke was filled. Next to him, Chen Liang, a confidant who followed Liao Donggui for many years, saw the muscles on his boss's face trembling slightly. "

The opportunity is not to be missed. I will not come back when I can still use the excuse to help Yu Shiting to vent his anger and help the Shanghai Boat Gang find face, and kill Song Tianyao for me. The bigger the trouble, the better. "After spraying the plume of smoke, Liao Donggui closed his eyes and said with a look of aftertaste. Chen

The bright spot nodded, and there was some Tianjin white accent in his voice: "Owner, it's easy to kill an individual, but we need to hide from Boss Cen and get involved with the people in Taiwan? Looking at the current situation, if we settle down If you get involved with the Taiwanese, you won’t be able to return to Haihe if you die, right?” Chen

Liang started from Tianjin Wei together with Liao Donggui, and eventually moved to Hong Kong in Shanghai. He stayed with Liao Donggui for decades, sharing the joys and sorrows, and was born to death. He was the closest thing to him. Do not

However, if he changed to an ordinary person, how dare he speak to Liao Donggui in a persuasive tone after Liao Donggui had already ordered to do something. Liao

Donggui was not dissatisfied when he heard Chen Liang’s question, and slowly opened his eyes, holding a pipe in his hand and smiling: "We can’t go back to Tianjin. We did some bullying and domineering things in the past. Now we are going back and the house is ransacked. It is not uncommon to reward a bullet, and Hong Kong is not a place to stay for a long time. I have seen it clearly in the two years since I came to Hong Kong. Unless I use the energy of the Kuomintang eggs in Shanghai to shoot foreign devils, otherwise I can’t get ahead. , And even if you want to humiliate the eggs of foreign devils, can you still **** those locals from Hong Kong? Don’t look at Yu Shiting’s aggressiveness now and still confront Xu Pingsheng, what kind of strikes, if you really start, there are locals where foreign devils are fathers. People, would be afraid of our group of foreign species without fathers and mothers? Besides, we are not without friends in Taiwan. Let’s say that the surname is Tan. In Taiwan, we can make up the number, and there will be four to five hundred fellows from Tianjin. The company commander has it, the regiment commander has it, and the local officials have our Tianjin guard. Oh, yes, there is an outreach secretary at the Presidential Palace in Taiwan, who is also from Tianjin, and I have already spoken by phone. Right, now Taiwan is a waste of waste. , Make a fortune early."

"The owner, Zeng Chunsheng was also a Taiwanese..." Chen Liang saw that Liao Donggui was ready to invest in Taiwan, and couldn't help but pour a little bit of cold water. After all, the example of Zeng Chunsheng was right in front of him. "

Old Zeng is too greedy. Nima's surname Tan has agreed to let him be the chairman of the Kaohsiung Steamship Association. He is not good enough for Nima, do you know he wants it? The Deputy Minister of Shipping under the Office of the President of Taiwan, he just killed himself, you know? What is he doing? Deputy Minister of Shipping? Nyima is the one who can open his mouth. Right now, there are only two people in Hong Kong who are qualified, one Yu Shiting, one Xu Pingsheng, and Cen Wenqing. I knew myself well. I followed the surnamed Tan, and then went to Taiwan to continue my small business. There were no foreign devil fathers on top of my head. I was a Kuomintang who had dealt with and became the president of the Taiwan Tianjin Association. Over the next half of my life. "Liao Donggui had a rough tone in Wanghailou before, and looked grumpy, but what he said to Chen Liang while holding his pipe was completely different from before.

"Boss Cen probably also knows you..."

"If you know it, I have been a dog by his side for so many years. Don't you allow me to change the master? He is willing to continue to follow Yu Shiting. That is his business. I am going to Taiwan. It is my business."

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"Ahem! Ahem!" Song Chengyu was holding a writing brush in his hand to record on the account book, and suddenly coughed violently. Although he had picked up the pen in time, a drop of ink still fell on the account book.

"Along." Qi Weiwen, who was finishing the counter with his cuffs, called out a nine-pattern dragon.

The Jiuwenlong who was helping the guest shop Xiaoer ran back to the counter and took over Qi Weiwen’s work. Qi Weiwen walked to Song Chengqi: "Master Song, go back and take a rest. You are older and your health is important. If you don’t listen to advice, I’ll have to Call Ah Yao, Yunzhi, and Yunzhi's mother and let them persuade you."

Song Chengqi is still in the appearance of a coarse gown. If no one introduces him, no one will believe that Song Chengqi has a wealthy grandson, or even believe that Song Chengqi is an old version of the Kowloon Hotel.

At this time it was the beginning of the Hua Deng and when the restaurant was crowded, Song Chengqin glanced at the hustle and bustle of the lobby, but did not insist, put down the brush, tidyed up his clothes, and was eating on a table in the distance. Khan’s Lan Gang nuanced his lips, Qi Weiwen asked, “That Ayao’s friend sat with his subordinates all afternoon, and now he’s eating dinner again, without moving, what’s going on?”

I do not know either. "Qi Weiwen glanced at Lan Gang, who was eating a plate of fried prawns with great joy: "But even if there is something, it shouldn't be a problem. They are all messengers with guns on them." And they have a close relationship with Ah Yao. If they get into trouble, they won't come here and get involved in the restaurant. "Song

Cheng Qi took off the apron around his waist and the two sleeve sleeves on the cuffs: "I'll go back and take some medicine first. You work harder."

"Okay." Qi Weiwen waited for Song Chengyu to leave the counter, and picked up the writing brush to start accounting.

Lan Gang had been bowing his head to eat before, but after Song Chengyu left, he walked slowly to the counter, lay his upper body on the counter, and spoke to Qi Weiwen, who was holding an abacus in the counter with his left hand and taking notes with his right hand:

"Sister Wen, can you make a mistake? Is it calm?"

"I killed the other party's younger brother. If it was you, would you be indifferent?" Qi Weiwen kept moving, without even lifting his head. Blue

I just took out a toothpick from the wooden jar on the counter, dipped it in my mouth, and scanned the people in the lobby: "Are you going to stare outside and wait until you close? It's impossible, the other party's performance during the day? I don’t seem to be an idiot. I don’t think I have arranged a lot of people on the outside of the hotel. I am ready to come out and do it at any time. There are hundreds of people outside and five guns inside. Apart from taking a breath, don’t you make me believe it? Are they willing to fight head-on?""

Is there any news from Ayao? Qi Weiwen closed the hair in his ear and asked Lan Gang.

Lan Gang looked away from the slender and graceful woman with her arms around her, "Mr. Song was very busy. After making a big fuss at home, he went out to get angry with Uncle Sheng again. Mr. Chu picked it up." Here

At that time, one of Lan Gang's subordinates walked over quickly: "Brother Headless, the Chaozhou Gang outside, and the Jianghu people in Fuyixing have all left suddenly." Qi

Weiwen paused while holding the brush and raised his head. "

Just kidding, they are not afraid of me going crazy, they should also be afraid of Mr. Song going crazy! Lan Gang spit out the toothpick, said in disbelief. Qi

Weiwen spoke slowly: "Unless there are major events in these clubs that even Ah Yao can't even take care of."