Chapter 120 Chapter 119 Black Gloves

(I took the test for a day, so the update is a bit late, sorry everyone.)

Long guns and short cannons, no fear of life or death.

The golden-toothed leopard couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the scene back then.

This reaction is really normal. If you want to take away someone's last wealth, the most cowardly person will rise up to resist.

"Master, is it too cold in the house?"

Lin Huaile saw that the golden-toothed leopard was shivering, so he stood up and closed the window, picked up a coat from the hanger, and handed it over.

The Golden Teeth Leopard took the clothes and put them on himself to cover up the embarrassment just now.

"As we get older, our bones become weak."

"Yuanbao is a common man. He is very mean to his brothers. He loved you the most when he was a child."

"I'll take you and Xie Lan to the amusement park if I have nothing to do."

"You know, at that time, he only had a few hundred yuan in his pocket, so he dared to take people to eat steak and go to department stores to buy dresses."

"When I came back, I went to the water house to pay the money. Later, your father knew about it and helped him pay back a large amount of money."

"My family members just want to help my family members."

"Ale, do you understand what I mean?"

The golden-toothed leopard pondered for a moment and then spoke with sincerity.

This is playing the emotional card!

Lin Huaile took out cigarettes from his pocket, first lit one for Golden Tooth Leopard, and then lit it himself.

The smoke instantly surrounded the two people, forming a faint wall of smoke.

Real estate, commonly known as whitewashing.

This is the most promising industry in Hong Kong in the future.

This was a key battle for the new wealthy family to defeat the old wealthy family. Relying on the high profits of real estate, Barge Boy and others completely defeated Zhang, He, and Lin, and became a new legend in Xiangjiang.

According to Lin Huaile's plan, after Fengrun Insurance Company went public, it was on the right track and had to rush in.

But I didn't expect that the entry time would be advanced and I would still be forced to join.

"Do I have a choice?"

Lin Huaile sighed inwardly, pressed the cigarette butt against the Golden Tooth Leopard's inkstone, and struggled for the last time.

"No choice?"

"I'm just giving you some air. Qilin Wen is about to talk to Lao Xin."

"This is also the idea behind the word, to enter the real estate industry and see if we can turn it into a real business."

"Let's think about it, how can we not attract attention?"

"The police will definitely be watching the whole process, trying to seize the opportunity to arrest us all into the ancestral hall."

The golden-toothed leopard glanced at the antique inkstone he owned from the Qing Dynasty with distress, and said firmly.

"In this case, I only have one idea. I will handle this matter. The Luo family will pay for it, and then everyone will share the money."

"If you don't agree, I can leave it alone and quit. I will only help control Yangcun Road."

"Other things have nothing to do with me!"

Lin Huaile gave his bottom line.

He believed that the Golden Teeth Leopard would tell Qilin Wen everything about today's conversation.

It is up to them to decide how to decide.

"Well! If you want to do great things, you must have a good attitude."

"Okay, I won't be verbose and go home early to rest."

The golden-toothed leopard stood up and said with a smile on his face.

Lin Huaile nodded, said good night, closed the door and left the study.

Yuan Bao was sitting on the stairs, smoking a cigarette. When he saw Lin Huaile coming out, he quickly stood up.

"Uncle Yuanbao, are you still there?"

"I'm used to it. Why have I been the gatekeeper for so many years?"

"How was the chat?"

"We're done talking. The Luo family wants to use us as guns, and they're not willing to do so."

Yuan Bao knew the inside story. When Lin Huaile mentioned it, he didn't say anything. His face was gloomy, and he must have been reluctant in his heart.

The reason why associations can flourish in Hong Kong is because the British Hong Kong government doesn't care about the lives of the people at the bottom.

When the big gear that turns society stops, substitutes will inevitably appear.

In Hong Kong, Po Leung Kuk is a substitute, and so are the societies.

The society is a small sail that provides a little bit of power to the big ship that is about to sink to the bottom, so that it will not sink completely.

"I know, I know."

"But if the prefix tells you to do something, who dares not to do it?"

Yuan Bao discovered that the big bottom position that he had longed for was not as easy as he imagined.

Lin Huaile didn't say anything. These so-called Jianghu people all have a low sense of morality. Don't look at the current pushback. They say they are all old neighbors and can't bear to take action.

But if they see the real money given by the Luo family, they will ruthlessly beat the so-called old neighbors until they are homeless.

"Uncle Yuanbao, I'm going back first."

Lin Huaile said hello and went downstairs.

Xie Lan had helped Lizhi clean up the kitchen and was lying on the sofa with the remote control in his hand, adjusting the channels randomly but keeping his eyes on the stairs.

Seeing Lin Huaile coming down, he quickly jumped up and ran to his side.

"What did grandpa want to talk to you about?" Xie Lan asked curiously.

"Nothing, just a few words of concern."

"It seems that you are going to stay at home tonight. I will go back and talk in the office tomorrow."

Lin Huaile didn't talk about the Luo family and covered it up.

"The two idiots outside are still waiting for you. Let's go quickly. It still takes half an hour to get to Tsuen Wan."

"I'll go check out the new office location tomorrow, and then I'll see you in the afternoon."

Xie Lan got a headache when he thought about tomorrow's work. After agreeing on a time to meet, he sent Lin Huaile out of the house. After he got in the car, he saw that the taillights disappeared before returning to the house.

Lin Huaile's rich car (Volvo) was sent to the car wash early in the morning and was waxed, making it sparkle in the sun.

Behind the tycoon, Xie Lan's BMW was parked, and behind it was a minibus.

Today is a big day, a big day for Hexinghe and the opening of the altar.

The grandmaster of the auditorium broke the news and called Lin Huaile a week in advance to inform them of the opening date and let them prepare.

The ancestral temple of Wo Hing Wo is in Tai O, where the Guan Sheng Emperor Temple is located. The founder led eighteen brothers to create the new prefix Wo Hing Wo.

Whenever something important happens in the society, such as the handover of the hall, the opening of the altar and the acceptance of duties, a ceremony will be held at the Guandi Temple.

"Brother Le, brothers are ready and ready to go."

Today is a big occasion for getting married. As Lin Huaile's top horse, he looks natural and energetic with long hair. He even went to a professional hairstylist to design a new hairstyle.

Lin Huaile, on the other hand, was still wearing normal clothes.

Those who didn't understand the situation thought it was a big day for hair growth.

“It’s dressed very smartly.”

"Let the brothers get on the bus. It's still a long way to Tai O. It won't be good if we're late."

Lin Huaile didn't care that Chang Mao was stealing the limelight from him. He helped him adjust the position of his tie and then sat in the back seat.

Changmao closed the car door for Lin Huaile, whistled, and called the younger brother who was chatting on the roadside to get in the car.

Situ Haonan wanted to drive as usual, but Changmao walked up to him and asked him to drive a BMW. He would be the driver today.

BMWs are rare, so of course Situ Haonan was willing. He took the keys and happily greeted Liu Zhen and Zheng Feng to get in the car.

Dehua has never been able to learn to drive. He has been taught several times, but now he still can't distinguish between clutch and brake, so he can only sit obediently in the passenger seat.

"Brother Changmao drives for me personally. Wouldn't it be unfair to his talents?"

Lin Huaile saw Changmao taking the initiative to drive and became the driver, so he joked.

Xie Lan was also sitting in the back seat, covering his mouth and giggling. He didn't know that the nerve was wrong.
To be continued...