Chapter 103 Chapter 102: Little Calculation

Qilin Wen's silence made it difficult for these uncles to continue arguing.

Seeing this, Mr. Bai said with a smile: "Causeway Bay is a good place. By taking this treasure land, the brothers of the club will have another piece of land to find food."

"Big D, Yuanbao, Xinghe and the five stars all of a sudden turned into seven stars. It's a good sign!".

Although these words are implicit, they are also clear.

Young Master Le Tong Yuan Bao, you can only choose one.

If you want to get a job at both, don't even think about it.

"Ale is good. He has been adding prestige to the club recently. He is also polite and his subordinates don't go out to cause trouble."

Leng suddenly spoke up and praised Lin Huaile.

Everyone said their own words, but Mr. Bai also stopped talking and looked at the seat in the middle, waiting for Qilinwen to speak.

"Did you finish talking?"

"I would say that if Xinghe wants to develop, it needs to support new people."

"It's easy to raise young children, and there are few brain eaters."

Qilinwen sat up straight, glanced around the crowd, smiled, and then continued: "Mr. Luo is here to see me!".

Everyone here is a member of the Hexinghe family, so they naturally know who Mr. Luo is in Qilinwen's words.

If a prefix wants to prosper, in addition to pornography, gambling and drugs, it also needs the support of a wealthy water pipe. This is a rule left over from the dock days.

The big boss behind He Xinghe is the Luo family.

"Isn't Boss Luo betting on horses with the ghost guys?"

"Why do you remember us bad guys?"

Shuangfang was straight-tempered and didn't say anything. Hearing the Luo family coming over, he asked curiously.

"Brother Shuangfan, what else can you do with us? It's just dirty work!"

"Is it possible that you are interested in me weighing more than 100 pounds? Do you like me? Want to drink tea with me?"

"He set his sights on the land in Hung Hom. Once the stadium was built, as soon as those young singers came on stage, countless people rushed to Hung Hom."

"Even if you buy toilet paper there, the prices are reduced."

Qilinwen said this, stood up, clapped his hands, and used exaggerated body language to praise the Feng Shui treasure land in Hung Hom.

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha.."

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Everyone laughed and raised their thumbs to praise Qilinwen's performance.

"Sit here, if you join Shaw Brothers, you will definitely become more popular than Ti Lung!" Chuan Bao praised sincerely.

Qilinwen stood under the lamp, letting the light cover his body. He scratched it with his hands and found that he had nothing to do with the light.

"How many years!"

"We have lived by horse stables, gambling dens, opium dens, and Finnish baths for many years. We are like cancer, adsorbed on Xiangjiang's thin body."

"You don't make much money, but you get the most notoriety."

"You have all seen the development of Shuifang in the past few years."

"Shenxian Jin hangs out with those ghost congressmen all the time. He participates in every charity party."

"Us?"

"We have to hide when we see the notice. Any trainee inspector can put us in a cell and keep us there for twenty-four hours."

"Fuck their mother!"

"Xinghe has a lot of money and more land. Should he go down the right path? Ah Mei has been doing well in these years. She controls the entire fruit farm in Yuen Long."

"There's a lot of money, and the policeman didn't ask her to check the card."

Qilinwen stood in the light, turned his head and looked at the old immortals who were still in the darkness.

The golden-toothed leopard immediately narrowed his eyes. This was a subconscious action of his thinking.

The other uncles were also frightened by Qilin Wen's words. The short mule just took the wrong path. Now he should correct himself. I wonder if his brothers would agree.

"Change career?"

"What should we use to cleanse ourselves?"

"Everyone here, the files in the mission are one foot high."

"There are several life-threatening lawsuits at hand. How can we clear them out? Can they be cleared?"

Niu Zhan is the calmest among his uncles. He is the second marshal and is the substitute at critical moments.

"Brother Wen, what do you think?"

"speak clearly!"

"Also let your brothers know your thoughts."

Chuan Bao is Qilinwen's best friend. At this time, he naturally has to support his old buddy.

"Real estate companies are a good way to make money."

"I have made an agreement with Mr. Luo. We will take care of the land, and we will take care of the residents in the building."

"The construction team will all use our people."

"There are also many brothers in Xinghe who are whitewashed. It just gives them a way to make money. We will go all out to enter the real estate industry!"

"Build our own building!"

Qilinwen put all the ideas he had been thinking about for many days together with Xinghe and everyone present here, and came out completely.

The real estate business is familiar to several of us here.

In their previous speculation in tenement buildings, they had lost all their money.

"Five years ago, I lost everything when I speculated on tenement buildings."

"In the end, I paid half of the compensation to get rid of the building on my hand. Is it reliable to do it now?"

As the biggest victim of property speculation, Leng Lao is full of bitterness.

If he hadn't lost money by speculating on Tanglou, he would have left a few million to Qilin Wen, pretending not to do things so absolutely.

"If you build your own building on your own land, you deserve compensation."

"Since the Luo family has set its sights on Hung Hom, they certainly have their reasons. These stingy people will not take the initiative to open a charity and engage in loss-making business."

Qilin Wen was determined to follow, and took the trouble to explain.

"Isn't it just building a building?"

"It's not like I've never done it before!"

"The guys from the Building and Construction Department are so greedy that they will give you licenses if you give them money."

"If you ask me, it's better to kick the Luo family away. Over the years, Old Ghost Luo has taken a lot of advantage over us."

"It's better to trust the Luo family than to trust the ghost guy."

As a veteran of Xinghe, Shuangfan has always been thinking about the development of the society.

After the wharf era passed, the relationship between the association and the main water pipe changed from a master-servant relationship to a cooperative relationship.

After the four detectives managed the police officers, they opened up a way for the society to make money.

Now, all the prefixes that can be listed on the cards in Xiangjiang have completed the bloody primitive accumulation.

There is no legal money, but they all have their own ways. There are large sums of money deposited in overseas banks, and they have been collected in the past dynasties.

Of course, it's only 30%.

After all, associations also need to invest in various large-scale sites. Even if someone plants their flag, it will not disrupt the operation of these legitimate businesses.

It's just that you have to pay a fee.

It's not impossible to just throw away the big water pipe.

Qilin Wen also thought of this, but quickly rejected the idea of ​​double.

Now the big water pipe behind the prefix does not simply provide a source of income or jobs.

Then help the community and smoothen the relationships above. When necessary, they need to open channels and talk directly with Brother Yi.

Each of the wealthy families in Xiangjiang has an unusual relationship with the ghost guys. The good ones all wear the same pair of trousers.

Sometimes, even taking money can’t open the road.

"Brother Shuangfan, the road is clear. Don't even kick the Luo family away. Even if you want to sleep with Miss Luo, I will catch one and bring you back to honor you."

"Everything I do now is blind, but I still have to rely on these bastards!"

Qilin Wen talked for a long time, and his mouth was dry. He sat back, picked up his small purple clay teapot, and moistened his throat.

The last chapter, good night everyone

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