"Sir, where are we going?"

"You should be more familiar with Mongkok than me. Feel free to find a high-end restaurant and sit down."

Yaoyang looked at the nervous little boss and spoke loudly.

These words did indeed alleviate a lot of the little boss’s nervousness:

Going to a high-end restaurant is better than going to a remote alley. At least there are many people and you are safe.

Twin Seafood Restaurant is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Mong Kok. In addition to the lobby on the first floor, it has four floors above and below. It is one of the most luxurious restaurants in Mong Kok.

The reason why it is called "Twins" is because I heard that the bosses here are twin brothers. Yaoyang suggested that they chat in a high-end hotel, but the young boss couldn't figure out his temper, so he took him here.

After entering the restaurant, Yaoyang acted boldly, opened a private room, and ordered a table full of dishes worth no less than 10,000 yuan. The young boss was speechless. He had no idea what this gentleman was like.

character.

If you're just a gangster, I've never heard of a boss who's so generous to strangers.

If he is not a gangster, what does it mean that he takes the name of Stanley Yaoyang?

In a state of complete confusion, the little boss and Yaoyang sat at the ten-person table, facing each other.

"Come, let's chat while we eat!"

As the food and drinks were served, the waiter politely left the box. Yaoyang smiled with a smile on his face, raised his glass and took chopsticks to greet the little boss.

"Well……"

The little boss held a wine glass filled with red wine and did not move for a long time. He hesitated to speak.

After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and asked carefully:

"Sir, who are you? Have we met before? Why do you want to invite me to dinner? Although I am young and illiterate, I also know the words "no reward without merit"."

"You ask so many questions at once, how do you ask me to answer them? If I tell you it's just for my pleasure, would you believe it?"

Yaoyang smiled slightly, understanding the anxious mood of an ordinary person at this moment, and also asked:

"Tell me what your name is. You should have heard my name before. Getting to know me should start with my name."

"Please?"

Hearing this answer, the little boss was stunned. Looking at Yaoyang's heroic demeanor, he nodded solemnly and said:

"I'm just a small person. There are many people in Hong Kong who don't even know big shots like Mr. Sir. He said he was just happy to invite me, and I believe him."

"By the way, sir, my name is Jimi."

"Jimmy!"

Hearing this name, Yaoyang finally knew who the man in front of him who looked exactly like Gu Zai was.

It turns out that this person is the leader of Lian Sheng in the future.

And this person mentioned many times when he was with Lian Sheng that he didn't want to join the club at all. He was just bullied as a hawker, so he had to join in order to be able to do business stably.

Is it such a coincidence that if he hadn't appeared, Zhanmi would have joined Helian Sheng at this time?

This man is a talented person. Regardless of his business methods or other methods of doing things, he is definitely a first-class person.

Now is when he is young and down-to-earth, so it is definitely worthwhile for him to accept him to work for him.

After hearing Zhan Mi's name, Yaoyang's mind was spinning rapidly, and he said calmly:

"How long have you been a hawker? Why don't you find a job in this business?"

"Sir, I dropped out of school in the third year of secondary school. What else can I do besides being a hawker? I can't make as much money as a hawker from work."

Jimi started to chat and took a sip of red wine.

This thing, worth several thousand dollars a bottle, is just different.

At least in the mouth of Zhan Mi, who usually drinks a bottle of red wine worth tens of dollars, it feels fragrant and pure.

"How much can you earn as a hawker? Is it a lot?"

Yaoyang spoke in an approachable manner, and the smile on his face never faded.

"It's not too much, but someone who can feed me and support my family is definitely incomparable to my husband."

Zhan Mi is also very modest when speaking, even a little cautious.

Obviously, he has been a hawker for a long time, and has not entered and won the league experience. He is not the ruthless Zhan Mi in the impression, and can only be regarded as a hawker with some future.

"Oh? How do you know you can't compare with me? Do you know what I do?"

Yaoyang smiled and looked at Zhan Mi playfully.

After a few harmonious conversations, Zhan Mi became more and more open-minded. He pointed at the delicacies on the table and immediately replied:

"This table of dishes is not something ordinary people would order. It's just a simple meal. Why are you eating with a little person like me? If your husband is so grand, will he earn less than me?"

Hahaha……

Yaoyang laughed and said:

"Interesting, what if I told you that my identity is just a prison guard, what would you say?"

Prison guard?

These two words were like a heavy hammer hitting Zhan Mi's head, making him feel dizzy.

What is a prison guard?

That is definitely not synonymous with wealth, it can only be regarded as an ordinary class.

If this gentleman is really a prison guard, could he order such a table of dishes all at once...

At this stage, Zhan Mi was completely philistine. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He forced a smile and said:

"Sir, please stop joking with me. How can you be a prison guard? Even if you are not a club boss, you should be a businessman."

"I'm not kidding. I also reported my name a long time ago, Stanley Yaoyang. It's just that you and the gangsters from "He Lian Sheng" misunderstood and thought I reported the prefix."

Yaoyang picked up a glass of red wine, drank it slowly, and talked.

Gulong...

The other party confirmed again, which made Zhan Mi swallow and spit. There were beads of sweat on his face, and he said without giving up:

"That gentleman must be from a wealthy family and have a good background."

Yaoyang shook his head and replied: "All my family members have died a long time ago."

ah……?

Zhan Mi was completely speechless, his face suddenly became "bitter and hateful", he put his hands into his trouser pockets and grabbed two handfuls of scattered money:

"Sir, I only have so much. If you don't have enough to pay the bill, you can't even kill me."

Well…

Yaoyang was stunned for a moment at Zhan Mi's reaction, and then laughed loudly and said:

"Hahaha, what do you mean? Do you think I don't have enough money to pay the bill and I'm going to trick you into treating you?"

Jimi didn't answer, but his doubts were undisguised, and he obviously thought so.

Yaoyang didn't explain any more, took out his wallet and put it directly on the table.

"Holy shit!"

When Jimi saw the wallet for the first time, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

The wallet Yaoyang uses is a large rectangular one, and about thirty thousand-yuan bills can be neatly arranged inside.

But this wallet is undoubtedly overloaded.

The entire wallet was bulging as if it was about to explode. After being placed on the table by Yaoyang, it opened automatically, revealing a thick stack of thousand-yuan bills, at least more than sixty.

In other words, Yaoyang crammed in twice as much.

This money was specially brought by Yaoyang from Stanley today. He was originally planning to invite Zhao Wenji to have some fun and talk about money laundering, but unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, he invited Zhanmi to dinner, and something like this happened.

"Sir, is it so easy to make money as a prison guard?"

Shocked and embarrassed, Zhan Mi couldn't help but asked this question casually.

"It doesn't matter what you do. If you have brains, you can make more money no matter what you do."

Yaoyang said in a long and meaningful way:

"Also, I don't like people to call me sir. If you want, you can call me Brother Yaoyang."

As a hawker in Zhanmi, it is not a loss for him to recognize a prison guard as his big brother. He followed the good advice and immediately raised his glass:

"Brother Yaoyang!"

"Okay, I'll call you Zhan Mizi from now on."

Yaoyang also raised his glass with satisfaction, drank it all in one gulp, and said boldly.

After calling each other brothers, the scene suddenly became more harmonious.
To be continued...