250, dismounted

In the lobby of the Perth Hotel, when Feng Dirong noticed Xiong Baizhou, Xiong Baizhou also saw this group of conspicuous people.

"I'm really afraid that others won't know that they are mixed words. Xiong Baizhou smiled in his heart, but took the initiative to walk over to greet him: "Well, I guess this must be Brother Rong." โ€

Feng Dirong didn't expect the guest to speak first, and the beginning of the original preparation of many greetings was useless: "Mr. Xiong is too polite, in fact, we visited in a hurry, let me introduce, Ah Ren, you already know each other, this is Ah Yuan from Wan Chai." โ€

"Mr. Xiong met again. Zheng Renduo greeted slightly respectfully.

In the information found yesterday, there is a news of 300 million sales of Zhou Mei Electric Spring Festival stalls, the power of money is huge, especially the things related to interests are usually in the mirror, which can easily reflect the attitudes and thoughts of others through the mirror.

"It's okay, I took the initiative to talk to you about business. Xiong Baizhou replied while shaking hands politely.

Just when he shook hands with Peng Junyuan, Xiong Baizhou was slightly stunned.

After Feng Dirong introduced the people on his side, Xiong Baizhou also wanted to introduce his little brother back and forth: "Song Shihao, Sheng Yuanqing, Chen Qingyun." โ€

Chen Qingyun should have been introduced first, but Xiong Baizhou deliberately put Chen Qingyun at the end to introduce, especially when Chen Qingyun shook hands with Peng Junyuan, Xiong Baizhou added jokingly: "The big guy is really very enthusiastic." โ€

This sentence was like a signal, and after Chen Qingyun, who was shaking hands with Peng Junyuan, received it, his expression did not change, but the tiger's mouth of the handshake tightened.

"Pick!"

Peng Junyuan only felt that the other party's hand suddenly turned into steel and iron bones and immediately clamped himself, and after he reacted, he immediately resisted, but it was useless, and in an instant, the original thick right hand had been grasped and began to twist.

The pain was inevitable, but Peng Junyuan couldn't help but make a sound, instead raised his head and stared fiercely at the short hair in front of him.

Feng Dirong saw the problem and asked, "Ah Yuan, you are ghosts, it takes so long to shake hands?"

Peng Junyuan didn't dare to answer, he vented his anger in one mouth, and he might have to scream at that time, how could Peng Junyuan do such a thing.

Xiong Baizhou saw that it was almost over, so he reprimanded with a face: "Xiao Chen, do you understand the rules, even if you and Brother Yuan hit it off at first sight, there will be opportunities to chat in the future, there is no need to keep seizing it now." โ€

Xiong Baizhou opened his mouth, Chen Qingyun let go of his hand and walked to the side, Peng Junyuan's right hand had been pinched white and green, almost unconscious, hearing Xiong Baizhou's words, he couldn't help but want to scold.

"I'll talk about your mother!"

It's just that he saw that his face was getting more and more ugly, and Feng Dirong finally endured this sentence.

Xiong Baizhou also explained to Feng Dirong: "Countrymen don't know how to be polite, and when they see the big guy's original spirit, they are reluctant to let go." โ€

Feng Dirong smiled, although he was born in 426 Red Stick, he was good enough to fight and eat his brain at the same time, when he was a Hutchison Oil Jian Wangzha Fit person, he pressed Du Lianshun, the tiger of Xinji Tsim Sha Tsui East.

This is obviously Peng Jun's original desire to give a dismount, but others immediately doubled it back, and this kind of thing is very common in the prefix, and Xiong Baizhou's counterattack is also very fierce.

"Mr. Xiong, there are too many people here, let's talk in another place?" Feng Dirong skipped this trivial matter and invited loudly.

"Question, you lead the way, we'll follow. โ€

Several people left the hotel in turn, and before getting into the car, Feng Dirong deliberately asked Peng Junyuan: "Sample, how many catties and taels do you try?"

Peng Junyuan tried something useful, held back for a long time and said: "The surname Xiong has calluses on his hands, and he probably fights frequently." โ€

"Pick, just try this thing, I thought you were Dobabi, the first time you shook hands and Zhong went to provoke?" Feng Dirong scolded: "He's a big guy in Yuecheng, isn't boxing normal?"

"Otherwise, how could he be a big man and recite Marx?"

Feng Dirong sat in the car dissatisfied, Zheng Renduo saw Peng Junyuan eating deflated, and felt very comfortable, but asked thoughtfully on his face: "Brother Yuan, your hands are fine, mainlanders are really rude." โ€

Zheng Renduo seems to be concerned, but in fact, he is sarcastic Peng Junyuan, who fights with horses and horses, is weak and unscrupulous.

Drying horses is the meaning of horses with various prefixes fighting for territory with each other under the leadership of red sticks.

Peng Junyuan snorted and sat directly in the car, the little brother who was driving didn't see that the big guy Yuan had a bad temper, and said excitedly: "Big guy, I heard that there are two dร  bล Malay girls in the bone field of Lan Street Xingye, and I will send you to the waves after getting these mainland streets." โ€

"your mother. Peng Junyuan finally found an outlet to vent, and fiercely hugged the little brother who was driving: "At this time, you are still thinking about the waves, you have a little sense of responsibility for the community." โ€

After venting the frustration in his heart, Peng Junyuan looked at his right hand, which was still trembling slightly, and scolded in his heart: "Fighting on the street, I don't know if Thomas and Xiwei are enough for him to fight." โ€

Thomas and Shiwei are both Hutchison's double-flowered red sticks.

The number of double-flower red sticks is very small, and there are only 10 hutchisons among tens of thousands of members.

The conversation took place at the famous Yau Tsim Mong Kowloon Ice House.

Located in the middle of the Kowloon Peninsula, this ice room looks old on the surface, with gray billboards that often jump and go out, and the handrails of the stairs are blackened by cigarette butts.

Walking into the ice room, there were actually a few people inside, and when they saw Xiong Baizhou entering the door, they all stood up, Feng Dirong stepped forward and introduced: "These two are also the talkers in the Hutchison area, they heard that Boss Xiong is coming, and they all want to accompany them to have a cold drink." โ€

"The one on the left is Huang Dingbo, nicknamed Chaozhou Tsai, a person who is a member of Yau Tsim Wang, and on the right is Hu Yingyong, a spokesman in Yuen Long, nicknamed Fist รกng Yว’ng. โ€

Xiong Baizhou nodded in his heart, Feng Dirong is the real dismount, Peng Junyuan's approach to trying his hand is too low-end.

Da D Rong set the location of the Kowloon Ice Room with great care, which shows that:

The first is to admit Xiong Baizhou's identity as another bigwig in addition to businessmen, and this time is not only equivalent to business negotiations, but also equivalent to the number of words between words, and a variety of options to deal with it calmly;

Second, Feng Dirong summoned the people from several districts of Hutchison, although some did not come, but this also showed a kind of respect;

The third is safety considerations, Yau Tsim Wang was Feng Dirong's territory before, and now Huang Dingbo, a member of Chaozhou City, is Feng Dirong's head horse.

"What do Boss Xiong and a few brothers want to drink?" Huang Dingbo took the initiative to take on the duties of a waiter.

"Well, four cups of red bean smoothie. Xiong Baizhou said familiarly.

The corner of Feng Dirong's eyes moved, the most famous cold drink in the Kowloon Ice House is the red bean smoothie, this big guy from Guangdong City is really familiar.

Xiong Baizhou sat at the long table, and sat opposite to the Hutchison bosses, under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, Xiong Baizhou easily lit a cigar, and said with a smile: "Let's talk, do you want Brother Rong to say a few words first?"

"Say a few words" is to ask Feng Dirong to say two sentences of outline, to set a tone for the whole negotiation tonight, which was originally done by an intermediary, but now there is no intermediary, only Feng Dirong, as the master, will do it for him.

"Since Mr. Xiong is so face-saving, then I'll do it" Feng Dirong was just halfway through his words when he heard a noise downstairs, as if someone had broken through the doorman's block.

Feng Dirong frowned, Xiong Baizhou naturally heard this voice, but his face was not shocked, and he was indifferent and spit out green smoke.

Huang Dingbo couldn't sit still, this was his territory, and as soon as he stood up, he heard a group of people walking in from the door, and it was a man about 35 years old, wearing a casual jacket.

After he came in, he glanced at Xiong Baizhou and didn't speak, and when he saw Feng Dirong's people, he said in an exaggerated voice: "Wow, big news in the rivers and lakes, how many big guys are gathered here, can I listen to it?"

Then he turned pale and took out his papers:

"Superintendent Yang Ruzhong of the Kowloon Island Anti-Gang Group, I suspect that you are engaged in illegal jรญ huรฌ activities, please line up and check them in turn. โ€

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