Tsim Sha Tsui.

Ni family mansion.

Ni Yongxiao put down his thoughts and walked towards the lawn.

On the lawn, his daughter and the servant were playing.

He squatted down and joked a few words with his daughter, then stood up again after laughing happily.

He looked at the wooden man standing on the lawn, Chen Yongren.

This younger brother is too introverted. He rarely talks in the past and is as shy as if he has autism.

While the family was enjoying a beautiful moment, he seemed out of tune with the surrounding environment, and only when he was doing things would he feel a sense of hostility.

You can't blame him, after all, he didn't grow up in this family, and he is much better than his previous rebelliousness.

And this anger is what he needs.

"Aren, when will your wife give birth?" Ni Yongxiao raised his right hand and patted his back, indicating that he was walking.

Chen Yongren started to move, lowered his head slightly and said softly: "The doctor said the due date of delivery is within these two days."

"Just these two days? Then it could be today." Ni Yongxiao looked at him puzzled: "Then why don't you go back and accompany me?"

"I'm afraid you want me to do something here." Chen Yongren said straightforwardly.

Ni Yongxiao smiled: "In terms of work, having a child is not as important as having a child. You have to be a father. Can't you tell the difference between the importance and the importance?"

"It's so boring to wait. I can't help her give birth if I go. Anyway, she is in the hospital and there are so many doctors and nurses taking care of her. It doesn't matter whether she goes or not. I will go when she is about to give birth." Chen Yongren said a little irritably.

Ni Yongxiao chuckled and patted his back again: "Since you don't want to go, then go out with me tonight."

"Yeah." Chen Yongren blew out a sound from his nose.

Ni Yongxiao was not surprised. Ah Ren never asked why or what he was doing. Anyway, he would complete whatever was assigned to him.

Even if he was asked to test the poison himself, he would do it very well.

It's just a little too good.

Ni Yongxiao sighed, stopped and looked at him: "Aren, no matter what they did wrong, they are the elders after all. You still have a lot to learn from them in the future..."

"Who asked him to mix something into the powder?" Chen Yongren immediately changed his tone when he mentioned this, and he did the same to Ni Yongxiao.

He glared angrily and said, "That bastard mixed glass slag into the powder. That thing will suck people to death!"

Ni Yongxiao knew that this was how he acted, otherwise he would not have been responsible for randomly checking whether the people below him had adulterated drugs.

For those in this business, one person would hand out two portions of drugs, and the next person would add some lime powder and it would become three portions, earning one portion of the money for nothing. This is an old routine.

The purpose of checking is also to maintain the purity of the Ni family's supply.

Who knew that Aren and his third uncle were facing each other? Aren was right about this, but...

Ni Yongxiao waited for him to finish losing his temper and said with a normal expression: "Uncle San will retire after two more years of service. Do you understand what I mean? Just treat him as one of his subordinates if he wants to save more pension."

I did it without telling him, even if he didn't know about it, I was worried about his face when I spoke and acted, and if I showed him that kind of look in front of his subordinates, he would not be able to get off the stage."

Chen Yongren stopped talking, but his face looked a little gloomy.

Ni Yongxiao patted his shoulder and advised him sincerely: "Ah Ren, he has been with his father all his life. I don't want anything to happen at this time. Let him live in peace until retirement. We are a family after all. What can we do?

It's all for the good of this family, and our third uncle is also our family."

"Yes." Chen Yongren responded without saltiness, which was regarded as an agreement.

Ni Yongxiao breathed out and patted his shoulder heavily: "Don't go out, let's have dinner together, and I'll show you a few people in the evening."

"Oh." Chen Yongren didn't even ask who he was meeting.

Ni Yongxiao smiled and walked back into the room first.

Chen Yongren pulled behind him, his right hand stiffened close to his trouser pocket, and his middle finger unconsciously moved closer. After just a moment, he followed.

...

Jinxing base camp, boss's office.

The office is not big, about a dozen square meters, and the conventional configurations such as the boss desk and boss chair are not much different from an ordinary boss room except that they are of great value.

There is a small mahogany coffee table next to it. It can be seen that the person who uses the room is a tea drinker. Tea can calm the mind.

Entertaining, meditating, and matching, these are the only things Jiang Shixiao added after he took over this room.

He touched the leather cover on the back of the chair, and his mind suddenly recalled the days when he was in prison in Taibei.

The bedding when I was in prison was dirty and smelly, but now even the leather covers on the chairs have been replaced with real leather, just like today and in the past, day by day.

And this is what he deserves, which he earned with ten years in prison!

With just a slight movement of his wrist, the chair started to rotate along with the metal pulley underneath.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Shixiao couldn't help but smile knowingly, and raised his hand to press on the chair.

Stopped instantly.

The seat faces the boss's table, which is perfect.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

He looked up in the direction of the small door and sat down.

"Brother Xiao."

Zhizhong greeted him respectfully as he came in, and Jiang Shixiao nodded slightly.

Zhizhong is his driver.

He is also Du Yitian's driver.

He was even his cellmate when he was in prison in Taibei.

The relationship between the two people in the prison was very good, and coincidentally, they were both from Taibei and from the same hometown. The two families were at the head of the village, but they had never met before.

At the same time, in prison, the support from fellow villagers was a natural feeling of closeness.

Coupled with his own charisma, Zhizhong became his die-hard loyalist.

Zhizhong was released from prison two years earlier than him. He taught Zhizhong to get rid of Du Yitian's driver, then occupied the magpie's nest, and successfully ambushed Du Yitian and became an undercover agent.

In recent years, Zhizhong has indeed gained Du Yitian's trust. After all, the driver is considered a close person and has many advantages, so after he returned to Xiangjiang, he knew the internal structure of the society very well.

Now that Du Yitian is dead, Zhizhong has naturally returned to him, but no one in the club knows about it, and he doesn't have to point it out. They are also one of the few people he can trust in the club.

Zhizhong said quickly: "There is a man downstairs who wants to see you."

"Who?" Jiang Shixiao asked doubtfully.

"Soldering iron, Wan Chai's soldering iron."

Zhizhong knew that Jiang Shixiao had only been in Xiangjiang for a short time and did not understand the distribution of power outside Tsim Sha Tsui, so he told him about the origin of the soldering iron.

The soldering iron is young, in his mid-twenties, and with his ruthless style, he quickly occupied a part of the ground in Wan Chai. Unfortunately, his luck did not last long, and he was strangled by the Wan Chai associations, and his power was basically reduced to zero.

.

I originally thought that the young and Dangerous career of the man named Soldering Iron was over. Like a shooting star, he burst out with bright light for a moment and then quickly extinguished. This is very common in Hong Kong.

But unexpectedly, after disappearing for such a long time, this person actually appeared again, and appeared at the door of their Jinxing base camp.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Shixiao asked after listening.

Zhizhong shook his head, "He didn't say anything, he just said he wanted to meet you and talk about cooperation."

"Cooperate? Let him come in and check carefully."

Jiang Shixiao thought for a while and agreed to him. He wanted to hear what this young man named Soldering Iron wanted to say.

Although he is a lost dog, since he can be cruel, now that he is also employed, he doesn't mind giving him food.

"Okay, Brother Xiao." Zhizhong nodded and went out.

After a while, a young man with hair dyed red and green appeared at the door. He was not tall, about 1.7 meters tall. The most eye-catching thing was his face. The smile on his face looked very unbeatable.

"Hey, brother Xiao, the room is nice. I haven't congratulated you yet on sitting at the head of Jinxing."

After entering the door, the soldering iron kept talking to himself, then walked to an empty chair and sat down, without waiting for Jiang Shixiao to say "please come in" or "please sit down" or other excuses.

Jiang Shixiao asked with a smile: "I wonder what you want from me?"

"It's nothing. I just came out of the village. I thought it would be easy to make money because of the big place here." The soldering iron picked his ears, blew on his nails and looked at him: "Brother Xiao, are you willing?"

"How much do you want to borrow money?" Jiang Shixiao didn't seem to expect that he would say it so bluntly.

"I like to be self-reliant, so I don't need to borrow money. As long as Brother Xiao is willing, I can just pick up a few places and go." After finishing speaking, Iron Iron glanced at him casually.

Jiang Shixiao was stunned. He suspected that he had heard wrongly. How many places could he take it? He is not old, but his tone is really serious... Was this person beaten stupid in Wan Chai? There is something wrong with his brain.

He was so angry that he laughed, and asked playfully: "I wonder which venues Brother Iron Iron has chosen? Do you want me to ask someone to take you around?"

"That's no need. I'm prepared."

Soldering Iron still maintained that annoying smile, and very professionally took out a Tsim Sha Tsui map from his side and gradually unfolded it in front of him.

He clicked his finger on the busiest commercial street: "I don't have any hobbies, I just like to eat, so I want these, these, and these three restaurants..."

"After dinner, I always have to sing, dance, and have a good time, so I want this, this, the disco on these two streets..."

"After singing, dancing, and sweating, I definitely need to take a shower, so I want all the saunas on this street. I'm not greedy. I don't want much, right?"

The soldering iron smiled brightly and sat on the chair, waiting for Jiang Shixiao to agree.

Jiang Shixiao glanced at the information on the map. Oh, each place was specially circled, as if it were an enclosure.

He smiled and nodded while watching: "I have a big appetite, but...why?"
Chapter completed!