Qinhuai Tower is the tallest building in Huaxin City, with a total of 99 floors, overlooking the whole city from the top floor, there is quite a heroic view of the mountains. However, this towering building, which integrates hotels, clubs, office areas, and commercial areas, was built by a consortium in Yanjing City, and the ownership is in Yanjing, but there is a jurisdiction boss here.

Jin Yuan rented three floors in this building as a commercial office and financial processing, and a lot of money from unknown sources needed to be converted into Zhengda Guangming money, and some things that were dirty and dirty were also needed to be digested by signboards. To achieve the position of Jin Yuan, it has basically been half whitewashed. The power of the Tao is only one of his weapons to make money. And if he really climbs to the leading position, he will completely package his power into a company with a very positive image, and even go public.

Spend a little more money to get through the relationship, and he will become a businessman with a face in the city. As for how many black things he has done, who cares?

Lin Ze's punctured left hand was wearing a thin layer of black leather gloves, the wound had been treated, and gauze was also tied, although there was still some pain from tearing. But for Lin Ze, it is harmless.

He still has something to deal with, big things.

Jin Yuan is the source of trouble for the Han family, and he must get this matter to the bottom of it. Otherwise, the Han family siblings will be in danger at any time. As a bodyguard, a personal bodyguard, and a loyal bodyguard who promised to protect Han Xiaoyi's safety, Lin Ze must do his best to sweep away all the existences that threaten the Han family's sisters and brothers.

Smack.

Lighting a cigarette, he walked into the hall on the first floor.

He had a bag of money in his hand, five million. Scar's money for three months is not too much, but it is not too much. Jin Yuan alone takes the share of money from these big bastards every year, and it is close to 30 million. Such a large amount of income is already a major fund for a big brother like Scar.

It can be said that Jin Yuan, as the eldest brother in this area, has a lot of territory under his management. There are more than twenty big bastards who have taken refuge in him. If you really count the younger brothers of these people, the number of people that Jin Yuan can control is as high as 1,000.

Of course, these 1,000 people are just an ideal number. Although these big bastards listen to him in name, they are only because they make money and do business on Jin Yuan's territory. That's why there is a saying about paying money. Otherwise, no one is a fool. will hand over his hard-earned money to Jin Yuan for no reason.

Jin Yuan's own power is equivalent to five big bastards, so ordinary big bastards will never dare to turn against Jin Yuan. There is money to make together, maybe in the first twenty years, these gangs of people on the road still paid attention to righteousness, but in recent years, with the development of the times, this society has changed and has become money-oriented. For the sake of money, you can bear any anger and endure any grievance. In a desperate situation, few people will bet on interests.

Therefore, the more than 20 big bastards under Jin Yuan are basically very content with the status quo. Pay the money every three months, as if it is filial piety to him and pay rent. There were no objections.

Lin Ze carried the money and got on the elevator with a thick smoke.

The place where Jin Yuan held a meeting and paid money was a private club on the 38th floor, and ordinary people could not enter. Tonight, the gold yuan is packed, and the only secret is to carry a bag of money. That's the only pass the gang has tonight to enter the private clubhouse called the Secret Garden. As for the membership card or something, can it be more important than a bag of money?

Ding dong.

The elevator door opened in response, and Lin Ze slowly walked out of the elevator and turned to the left.

At the door of the private club of the Secret Garden stood a uniformed woman with an outstanding face and temperament, her blushing face looked like a ripe apple, delicate and delicate, making people want to hold and take a bite.

"Sir, are you here for Mr. Kim's party?"

As soon as Lin Zefu approached, the front desk asked with a professional smile.

"Hmm." Lin Ze nodded lightly.

"Excuse me, sir, your surname. I need to register. The professional girl smiled modestly, knowing that it would be rude to ask for a person's name in such a way. But Mr. Jin personally explained, and she had to ask hard-headed no matter how unwilling she was.

"The surname is Li, and the single name is a three." Lin Ze said calmly. Thought. Scar's buddy's father must have been obsessed with Yanzi Li San when his wife was pregnant, otherwise how could he give his son such a name?

"Good evening Mr. Li, Mr. Jin has been waiting for a long time, please come in." The girl confirmed her identity, turned to the front desk, and led Lin Ze to the reception room where Jin Yuan was.

The reason why Lin Ze dared to go to the meeting alone was that he had never met Jin Yuan, and the centipedes under Jin Yuan were also kicked down because of the last incident, and no one had seen him at all. Not afraid of being recognized, and secondly, he only needs to stay in it for a while without being discovered, and he will no longer have any fears. The purpose of his visit was not to have a meeting, nor was it to give Li San's money to Jin Yuan. Rather—

"Mr. Li, it's here." Lin Ze's thoughts were interrupted by the front desk, he came back to his senses slightly, grabbed a stack of money bags, and stuffed them into the full chest of the front desk lady in a daze, and said evilly. "I'll give it to you."

The front desk lady showed a spring color, bit her soft lips and snorted softly, and glanced at Lin Ze. Twisting the water snake's waist and turning away.

Lin Ze's bohemian face became cold and resolute when he turned around, and he gently pushed open the door.

As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong smell of smoke. He smoked by himself, but he still didn't like to go into a smoky place.

The conference room is very large, with an area of nearly 100 square meters. Almost every big bastard has his own sofa chair, coffee table, drinks, and even a gorgeous girl in a cheongsam behind him. The girls' duty is to serve tea and pour water for the big bastards, light cigarettes and beat their backs. Of course, whether it includes special services at night, Lin Ze is not in the mood to know.

Entered the door, sat down at a distance from Jin Yuan, threw a bag of money on the ground, and pulled out a cigarette with a big grin. The girl behind him quickly stuck to him and lit a cigarette for him.

With such thoughtful service, Jin Yuan really knows how to control people's hearts. If you let these big bastards pay the money in a reluctant state, once or twice is no problem, but after a long time, they will definitely resist. In exchange for money with such a good quality of service, the big bastards spend it comfortably.

You took a puff of cigarette, Lin Ze picked up the wine glass on the coffee table and drank it all. On the contrary, the big bastard, who was three meters away from him, glanced at him inexplicably. Something strange.

Lin Ze smiled slightly and greeted him.

The big bastard also nodded slightly, and looked away.

There are new bastards every year, and it's not surprising that they are not familiar with them, but although these big bastards have friction with each other from time to time, they all eat under the banner of Jin Yuan. Even if the brothers below climbed up, it was impossible for them to be so face-to-face.

"Did you jump ship from the South District? So haven't seen it? The big bastard thought to himself, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Being able to come here with five million has proven Lin Ze's ability. The bastard doesn't want to bother himself.

The reception room was dimly lit and smoky, and Rao could barely see the faces of these big bastards with Lin Ze's eyes. As for the chair on the main seat, no one has sat down so far. I'm afraid it's Jin Yuan's seat.

In less than three minutes, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the side hall of the reception room, and a middle-aged man who was slightly rich, but majestic and domineering paced.

This person was Jin Yuan, and he could easily detect it from the solemn faces of those big bastards.

Lin Ze put the wine glass on the table, silently stared at Jin Yuan's fat face, and didn't say a word.

Jin Yuan glanced at the big bastards present, and when he saw them get up, he pressed his hand and said with a smile: "You're welcome, sit, sit." ”

The bastards sat down one after another, lighting cigarettes and drinking, but everyone's eyes stayed on Jin Yuan.

This time, Jin Yuan summoned everyone to pay money for one thing, and on the other hand, the annual division of territory was about to be unveiled.

This time, the payment of the money happened to be stuck in the period of dividing the territory, so Jin Yuan knew, and these big bastards also knew that they were afraid that some big bastards with unfavorable business would stuff some more money in their bags to curry favor with Jin Yuan, so that they could continue to occupy the lot of people in the field.

These are all things that are well known, and whoever gives more money will naturally get the best field. Of course, not every bastard needs a good location to make money, as long as it is managed properly, even in the backwoods, there will still be a large number of customers flocking to it. That's a wrist problem.

But no matter what these big bastards think, Jin Yuan can take advantage of this opportunity to loot a windfall.

At the beginning of the meeting, Jin Yuan first cut off the cigar head, and then lit it by the cheongsam girl behind him, he took a few sips, and said in a calm and indifferent tone: "You probably know that in addition to the gathering, this time is also the time to redraw the territory. ”

Those big bastards have different complexions, and they are different from each other. Some people are unhappy, while others are bleeding from their hearts. The unhappy big bastards are because they have a strong business and make a lot of money, but they are reluctant to use this money to exchange for better fields and locations, and the people who drip blood are poor managers, but they also know that if this money is not spent, it is very likely to be swallowed up in the next year. After all, fame is also very important. If they don't occupy a good place and don't have a place to eat, those little brothers will definitely change jobs. As soon as the younger brother changes jobs, the eldest brother is prone to a decline in reputation, and so on is a cycle of evil surnames. One year is enough time to be swallowed up.

Therefore, when Jin Yuan said this, everyone's faces had different expressions, but Lin Ze was the one whose face remained unchanged.

After Jin Yuan slowed down, he smiled again and said, "It's still according to the old rules, those who can work harder." Whoever opens the highest price will naturally be able to win the right to use these good fields for the next year. I had dinner with the deputy director of the Planning Bureau some time ago, and I heard from them that there will be a big move in urban planning in the next year, and maybe there will be more people in our area. At that time, whoever occupies a good lot and makes a fortune will have a treat. ”

As he said this, his gaze swept keenly over the faces of the people, as if he wanted to read their inner thoughts from their faces.

"Boss Jin, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not!"

Suddenly, as the crowd pondered, a rough voice rang out from the eastern corner.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the bastards, including Jin Yuan, fell on him. This person was watched, but he was not timid, he stood up with a bit of arrogance.

"Dali, what do you have to say directly. This is a Ming Cook meeting, and it's not me Jin Yuan who has the final say, so naturally I can say anything. Jin Yuan said with a smile, but a fierce color flashed in his eyes. I'm afraid I'm worried that this new big bastard will toss some unnecessary trouble. Affect the progress of paying money.

"Then I'll say it." This strong man is tall, with well-developed limbs, and a full beard, which looks a little terrifying. He first glanced at the big bastards present, and then said loudly. "We all eat together in Boss Kim's field, and it is natural to pay for it. But it's not appropriate to hand over the well-run field to others every year, right? Besides, Boss Kim's rule is that whoever gives more money will take the field well. This is even more unfair. After all, we put a lot of effort into running these fields, and we just gave them to others for no reason, and we couldn't even get a dime. You also have to run farms with negative profits. It's really unconvincing. ”

"Oh? What do you want to say? Jin Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, this was one of his weapons to make money. At this moment, he was vigorously questioned, and his heart was naturally unhappy. But in front of so many big bastards, he didn't have a good seizure, so he asked angrily.

"According to me, it should be the big bastard who makes the most money every year to get a good field, of course, Boss Jin, you can limit the price of a hard surname, and whoever takes the field well will pay this money. Instead of putting these good venues up for auction. He said vigorously and with some disdain. Letting those guys who don't have enough management ability occupy a good field, in my opinion, is simply occupying the pit and not. What a waste. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the whole house was shocked.

This is not simply to humiliate those big bastards who are not doing well, but also accuses Jin Yuan of sitting back and enjoying his success, and taking a large advantage without money or effort.

It's not difficult to understand, for example, the farms operated by Dali this year have made a lot of money. But in the end, you have to bid with those big bastards and spend countless money to continue to run this market. It's simply spending your own money to buy your own stuff. No one would be happy. And in the end, all this money ended up in Jin Yuan's pocket. These powerful bastards are even more dissatisfied. Saying this vigorously is undoubtedly directly harming Jin Yuan's interests. If it is really as he said, set a hard surname price, how can Jin Yuan benefit from it? All of them are clearly marked with prices, and Jin Yuan can't instigate these big bastards to compete with each other and raise the price.

In fact, everyone understands these truths. But living under the silver power of Jin Yuan, everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak. This time, a bird came out of nowhere. Several old and powerful bastards are all looking as usual, but they are happy.

Jin Yuan glanced at him coldly, and said in a cold tone of oppression: "So, are you very dissatisfied with the rules I set? ”

As soon as Jin Yuan was angry, the reception room fell silent. It's just that every big bastard smells a strong smell of gunpowder that spreads wantonly-

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