Chapter 1105 Meeting Gift

The yogurt, similar light rain, similar coldness.

Compared with the temptation and turbulent waves that Tang Ningxin and Changkong were in, the He family casino seemed more intense and a little scary. Six Japanese men sat in the VIP room, looking at He Zihua holding a cigar opposite him, and pushed the two black boxes over and opened them with a loud bang.

The VIP room in the soft light instantly shone golden light, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the golden gold. A Japanese man lit the long gambling table, his eyes spoke with a sense of superiority: "Mr. He, these 300 kilograms of gold are a gift from our princelings."

"Mr. He also accepts it with a smile!

He Zihua squirted out a mouthful of smoke, and a joke appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The Prince of Japan is indeed rich, and he met with him for 300 kilograms of gold. It is rumored that at the peak of the goddess, Shanchuan Yiqing earned 200 billion in one fell swoop. I thought it was just a gimmick, but now it seems that he is really unwell."

As his confidants and bodyguards gradually calmed down their surprised gazes, He Zihua bombed the ash on the ashtray at the gambling table and casually added: "It's just that everyone has little feelings and no interest. If you just throw me three hundred kilograms of gold like this, He is unsure."

"Gold certainly has no moisture!"

The Japanese man raised his head high and looked at He Zihua with a faint smile: "We have always been hard-working in our work, and we are sincere in our hearts and sincerity when dealing with others. As long as we are our friends, let alone three hundred kilograms of gold, even three hundred liters of passionate blood, we can contribute at any time."

He Zihua pinched a hard gold bar on the table and threw it gently and said, "If you have a brother, you will have a brother. The prince of Japan is both civil and military, and he is promising all year round. This is a world-renowned thing. Now, you are not inferior to the prince, but I have always been straightforward to the point of doing things."

"Yankawa Erro, tell me what you meant!"

This person is Yamankawa Yiqing's younger brother Yamankawa Erro, who was once beaten by Zhao Heng in Huahai to search for teeth. However, now he does not have the depression and indignation of the past, but he is more of arrogance and calmness. He smiled: "Mr. He, we were friends before."

While He Zihua looked at him with a smile, Yamakawa Erlang took a step forward and added: "We cooperated very happily, but later because of Zhao Heng's intervention, we finally met with each other. Both sides paid a heavy price, but we never resented you."

He Zihua slowly let out a puff of cigarette: "Is that right?" He looked at the young man in front of him with a smile and thought: "Young Master Shanchuan, you must know that I have been a person who has washed the Sakura Hall blood. My hands are stained with blood from the princeling members, and they are counted on hundreds of lives. Will you write it off?"

"People cannot be entangled in the past, they must look forward to the future."

Yamakawa Jiro let out a hearty laugh and pretended to be generous and showed his chicness: "We have grudges and blood debts, but if our future cooperation is more cost-effective than confrontation, why should we stop until death? The princelings have always looked at the long term, so they never regard you as an enemy."

“On the contrary, we understand you very well!”

Yamakawa Erlang, who has a place in the princelings, pinched a gold bar and played with it carefully: "Because the Xumen is the territory of China, it is under the control of Zhao Heng. Mr. He couldn't twist his arm, so he lowered his head and compromised with Zhao Heng and joined forces to deal with us. This is understandable."

When He Zihua listened casually, Yamakawa Erlang added: "So when the He family attacked the princelings, we believe you had no choice but to say that King He Gambler wanted to wash the cherry blossom hall, it would be better to say that Zhao Heng forced Mr. He to fight us to the death."

“In essence, we are all victims!”

His eyes were full of meaning: "When Zhao Heng was alive, we were unwilling to let Mr. He be embarrassed, so we had no contact or did nothing, in order to maintain our friendship. Now that Zhao Heng crashed and died, the prince felt that our relationship could be improved."

He Zihua said lightly: "The key point!"

Yamakawa Jiro smiled and said, "We want to return to the Akigamen and want to rebuild the Sakura Hall. As long as Mr. He nodded and agreed, let us cooperate again and restore the relationship to the Sakura Hall bloody case, the prince is willing to turn the former cooperation interests of the four and sixths into eight and eight, and you eight and me two."

Shankawa Erlang pointed at the gold on the table, and his words were tempting: "Twenty percent of the interests are 100% loyal to his duties. I don't know what Mr. He wants to do? Moreover, the Hengmen forces do not need you to clean up. The princelings will find someone to settle them, so he will never make things difficult for Mr. He."

He Zihua smiled: "This pie is a bit big."

Shanchuan Erlang took a step forward and smiled, looking at He Zihua in front of him: "King He Gambler, you are a smart person. You should be able to see who will bring you huge benefits and who will be your long-term partner. We have had grudges, but there is no need to continue."

He threw the gold in his hand back on the table, and a crisp sound penetrated everyone's ears: "Of course, you would say that we are Japanese, Hengmen is Chinese, and the national feelings are a bit unbearable, but you were able to cooperate with us, but at that time, you were not afraid of being criticized by thousands of people, but now what are you afraid of?"

He pointed at the gold bar on the table: "The most important thing is that Mr. He can't get along with us, but there is no need to get along with gold. We have national feelings, but gold is not dirty or noble. Otherwise, if you talk about it, which gold bar is a bastard that everyone hates?"

"Young Master Shanchuan is really a cheerful person."

He Zihua exhaled a sip of smoke and opened a chair to sit down: "It's just that He Zihua has always been cautious in doing business, and is more accustomed to the principle of making money for everyone. The profit sharing of 82 sounds very touching. The He family hardly needs to put in any effort, but you have to protect the safety of the place."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the standing Yelang of Shankawa, and waved his fingers gently: "You have to seize the benefits of lending from the other gangs. You only have 20% of the profits to work hard. It can be regarded as the heart of selling white powder and earning the income from selling cabbage. Young Master Shankawa is a contemporary living Lei Feng."

The Japanese man ignored the other party's ridicule and replied bluntly:

“Serve the people!”

He Zihua laughed loudly when he heard this, and then took over the topic and said, "The words are very beautiful, but I don't believe in serving the people the most. If you say serving the RMB, I can also consider cooperating with you because I am a businessman and pursue profit-oriented things."

"Just profit-oriented does not mean that I am insatiable!"

He Zihua poked his heart with his thumb, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Young Master Shanchuan, your suggestions can indeed bring profits to the He family, even four or five times higher than the benefits brought by Hengmen, but I can't see where your profits are, so I doubt your unpredictable intentions."

When Shankawa Erlang's face changed slightly, He Zihua pinched a gold bar and threw it over: "The gold bar does not matter whether it is noble or dirty. I also like golden things very much, but I cherish my life even more. I have washed the Sakura Hall blood, and you and me are almost immortal."

He Zihua pointed to the gold thrown out by himself: "Now the princelings not only don't cause trouble for me, but also smiled and gave me gold and money. If Master Shanchuan was in my position, an opponent who had been hurt by you and was better than you. He lowered his head and gave you great benefits. Will he accept it?"

"Do you think there is a knife hidden under the gold?"

Speaking of this, He Zihua suddenly looked up and stared at Shanchuan Erlang's face. The latter's body shook instantly. What kind of eyes did he look like? It has condensed countless years of life and death, strategy and wisdom, and murderous intent that soared into the sky. Shanchuan only felt that he was suddenly in the cold North and South Pole.

His mouth and tongue were dry, and his whole body was splashed from head to toe by a basin of cold water. The last touch of coldness seemed to be solid. He Zihua's finger point, straight into Shanchuan Erlang's eyebrows, cold his brain, hurt his vertebrae, and numb his nerves.

"Mr. He, please believe in our sincerity."

Yamakawa Erro exhaled a long breath. He kept talking to He Zihua with a proud attitude, but just now when He Zihua glanced coldly, he still felt the gap between the two sides. The momentum of the gambling king was not easily shaken: "It is definitely a win-win situation to let Sakuratang return to the Achilles Gate."

He Zihua's mouth curled up a joke and put out the cigar in the ashtray: "Young Master Shanchuan, let's end today's conversation, the Sakura Hall matter ends here. Don't mention it in front of me, and don't discuss it again in the future. I will tell the Prince of Japan for me."

He pointed at Yamakawa Erro:

"He Zihua is in the treacherous party for one day, and the princelings cannot enter at all."

He patted his clothes and stood up and said, "If you are unauthorized, kill me without permission!" When Shanchuan Erlang's expression became ugly, He Zihua looked at the gold on the table and said, "Also, I want to tell you the truth, these 300 kilograms of gold really can't be a meeting gift."

He Zihua slapped his hands heavily, and the two He bodyguards took a few steps back, pressed the glass on the wall suddenly, and a glass cabinet was exposed, and the light suddenly poured down. Shanchuan Erlang's body shook instantly, and he saw that the green banknotes were all in sight.

Money is like a mountain!

"This is He's operating income today."

He Zihua stood in front of Erlang of Shanchuan: "Three hundred million!"

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