Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Chapter 265: There is no reason for this, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled!

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Heliansheng has a large number of people in Hong Kong, known as 30,000.

Many people say that Liansheng has a lot of people but can't fight.

Therefore, except for the Pulsatilla to sit down and head to Ma Li Kuohua, many of Heliansheng's double-flowered red sticks are not high in gold content.

But Wan Chai Da Fei is an exception.

Da Fei was born in a slum area in Sham Shui Po, Hong Kong. He has many sisters in his family. His parents depended on selling fish **** to support a family of more than a dozen people. Under such an economic environment, Da Fei began to live in the society without reading for a few days. At first, he helped people unload and transport smuggled goods at the wharf, and later he started the business of scalping tickets.

By chance, the fifteen-year-old Da Fei came under the door of Zheng Guolong, the boss of "Heliansheng".

Da Fei is tall, Confucian and powerful, coupled with a shrewd mind, good at thinking, never confrontational in doing things, and he is only doing chores when he is just a fledgling, but his excellent work ability was quickly discovered by the community.

Tongcai Street, known as Ladies' Street in those days, is a very popular commercial street in Yau Tsimwang, Hong Kong. The flow of funds is huge, and it is a piece of fat pork. Da Fei led a group of people to develop a territory here, which has brought huge benefits to the community. Source of income, have the ability to win this place.

Because Da Fei's business acumen is very good, not long ago, the old white-headed man handed over the mahjong shop in Wanchai District, which is the most oily and watery, to Da Fei.

This makes Da Fei grateful to the big boss, the old man. After all, he is only in his twenties, and he can take charge of one of the most important people in the club.

At this moment, Da Fei has long messy hair, is wearing a windbreaker, one foot is on the chair of the mahjong hall, half of his body is leaning on the gaming table, holding a bottle of whisky in his left hand, he takes a pungent sip. Then he put down the bottle, looked at the thirty gold medal fighters standing in front of him with a pair of tiger eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Lao Ding just said something, we have something to do! It's time for us people to repay the boss!"

Old Ting Zhenguolong just gave an order to Da Fei to kill that ghost, Amir Amir, and burn his business, Ali Baba.

Da Fei patted his chest and promised, for him, killing an Indian Asam is not a problem at all.

"Brother Da Fei, we have found out the details of that Indian ghost!"

At this time, a Da Fei subordinate rushed in from the outside. Before he could finish speaking, he saw Da Fei slammed his Tang shirt and took out a long and narrow samurai sword from behind, "Where is it?"

"Our brothers saw that Indian ghost eating curry rice in an Indian restaurant. After eating, they rushed to his ghost company. I have written down the address!" Two knives danced in the hands.

Da Fei grinned, showing his white teeth: "Action! Let's send that Indian ghost on the road!"

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Amir is very satisfied with his current life, except for the lower salary, which is only 300 yuan a month.

But now he has the incomparably noble title, "CEO of Alibaba Commercial Bank".

To this end, Shi Zhijian also spent money to print a hot stamping business card for him.

Every time Amir looks at the brand new business card full of French perfume, he feels full of energy.

The blessings of glory and halo made him forget that this "Alibaba Firm" is only a small shop less than 30 square meters. The public toilet on the street is on the left side of the door, and the only thing that can be taken out is the yard. It's big enough, in addition to where he lives, there are three rooms that serve as the warehouse of the business.

In addition, as CEO, Amir is now able to command and oversee a total of three people.

There is the old stubborn man who looks after the warehouse, the old mother who helps her take care of her life, and the buck tooth Jane who acts as her female secretary.

Amir told himself that all this is temporary. Just like Mr. Shi said, Alibaba will become very strong in the future. What is our slogan?

Let the world have no difficult business!

Da Fei rushed to the Alibaba firm with thirty gold thugs armed with weapons.

When he saw the firm in front of him, Da Fei was stunned for a moment, and the men behind him were also stunned.

After all, they also came out to mix, so-called business firms, foreign firms have seen many, but never seen such a simple and shabby.

Since you are running a business, at least you have to build a large wrought iron gate. If it is not good, it will be an iron gate and a large red-painted wooden gate. The house in front of you is a simple, single-family courtyard.

It doesn't look like it's open for business.

"Is this the Alibaba business?" Da Fei, carrying the samurai sword, turned around and asked the subordinate who was summoning.

The subordinate ran out with a watermelon knife in hand, nodded and bowed: "Yes, it's here! He saw the Indian ghost enter with his own eyes!"

Da Fei looked at the gate again, and sure enough, there was a plaque hanging on the side of the gate.

Da Fei had a headache. He was the most photographed in English, so he asked behind him, "What kind of ghost is this English?"

A person got out, looked at it and replied: "All business is in 'tao, bao'!"

Da Fei: "Eh? Run away? Did this Indian ghost know we were coming and run away?"

"No Dafei brother, it seems to be Taobao, not running away!"

Da Fei pushed him away with a slap, "Go away and do things!" After saying that, he threw off the windbreaker he was wearing, and handed the samurai sword to the person beside him. Then he took a few steps back, and ran with his legs. It went up to the wall, turned over and fell down in a harrier, and soon, with a creak, the door opened.

"pretty!"

"Brother Da Fei is mighty!"

A gang of men flattering.

Da Fei is very proud, how can he do great things without a little real effort?

"From now on, let's rush in, all the men will be cut down, and all the women will be controlled! In short, we must capture that Indian ghost alive!"

"Brother Da Fei, didn't you kill him?"

"This is a big New Year's Eve, let's catch him first and hand it over to the boss!"

Da Fei thought very clearly, although the boss, the old man, told him to kill the Indian and burn the business.

But now, after all, it's a big New Year's Eve, and it's hard to solve such a big thing. I am afraid that the big boss, the white-headed man, is also angry, and it is better to leave it to him.

So, under the leadership of Da Fei, more than 30 Hutchison Gold Medalists brandished their weapons and rushed towards the Alibaba firm.

But after they broke into the firm, they were stunned ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ looking at the situation inside, each and everyone was stunned.

The old stubborn man who was in charge of the warehouse took a boring look at the gang of thugs who suddenly came in. He had experienced the Japanese invasion before, and he was not even afraid of the little devils who carried guns and guns, so he was afraid of these guys?

So he coughed a few times, continued listening to Cantonese opera on the radio, and turned his head to make tea on the stove.

The old woman from the business was startled when she saw so many people rushing in, then put down the quilt she was making, and asked Da Fei weakly, "What are you doing?"

Amir and his female secretary, Buck Tooth Jane, reacted quite normally.

Buck Tooth Jane screamed, "Ah!"

Amir's face paled: "Who are you and what are you doing?"

Da Fei, holding a samurai sword, looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled in this room, and also asked himself, yes, why am I bringing so many people here?

What the **** kind of business is this?

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