After speaking, Cheng Hao pounced on Guan Meiqian on the sofa.

"Ah!" Guan Meiqian screamed in fright and hurriedly pushed Cheng Hao away.

With a red face, he said, "What are you doing, Chen Xia is still there!"

"Haha!" Cheng Hao smiled: "Then let's go to the room!"

"Stinky and shameless!" Guan Meiqian scolded Cheng Hao, and ran upstairs with a red face.

Although Cheng Hao donated all 20 million US dollars to the welfare institute, Cheng Hao did not donate the interest of 20 million US dollars.

Although the interest is only a few hundred thousand dollars, and the exchange of soft sister coins is almost several million, it is regarded as a reward for him, which is not excessive.

The next day, Cheng Hao went to the bank to convert the hundreds of thousands of dollars into soft sister coins and handed them all over to Wang Fatzi.

Hongchen KTV, in the office, Wang Fatzi excitedly covered Cheng Hao's hand: "Brother, we really have a fortune with these, and we will no longer be afraid of running out of money in the future!"

"Haha!" Cheng Hao smiled: "Where is this?"

"Ah!" Wang Fatzi was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Wang Fatzi roughly estimated that the profit of the three stores this month plus Cheng Hao's millions, almost five million, with these five million, can definitely deal with the crisis encountered by any store, and even ensure the normal operation of business.

"I'm going to use this money to open a KTV!"

After Cheng Hao finished speaking, Wang Fatzi's jaw almost fell to the ground in surprise: "Brother, are you crazy?"

"Of course not!" Cheng Hao smiled: "Money is earned by people, and when the four stores become bigger together, when we set up a company, you will be the real manager!"

"Haha!" Wang Fatzi smiled, and the situation of working in the company came to his mind.

But Wang Fatzi immediately woke up and hurriedly said: "Brother, I think this is too risky, once something happens to a store, we have no funds to deal with it!"

Cheng Hao waved his hand: "The problems that can be solved with money are not problems!"

For Cheng Hao, if it really comes to the point of being forced to do so, then he can only want to open his mouth to Guan Meiqian, and when the time comes, let alone millions, tens of millions will be taken out.

Of course, Cheng Hao will not open his mouth to her unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Okay!" Wang Fatzi nodded, nodding as always: "Then I'll go to choose a place tomorrow!"

Cheng Hao patted the fat man on the shoulder: "That's right!"

After speaking, Cheng Hao stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go to the bar for a drink!"

"Okay!" Wang Fatzi nodded hurriedly, followed Cheng Hao downstairs, called the rat head, and ran to the bar together.

In the bar, the hunting dog in a suit was holding a walkie-talkie and shouting, and when he saw Cheng Hao and a few people coming, he immediately smiled from ear to ear: "Brother, you're here!"

The rat head did not forget to tease the hound: "Isn't this nonsense?"

"Are you finding fault with you?" the hound glared at the rat's head.

Cheng Hao hurriedly pushed the two away: "Everyone is drinking today, don't perform!"

"Hahahaha!" several people laughed.

Immediately afterward, the crowd sat down in the hall and filled a table.

Manager Wei carefully mixed wine for five people.

"A few slow uses!" Wei carefully brought the mixed wine to the table.

The hound picked up the wine glass, drank half a glass first, and said, "Brother, I heard that Du Yiping, this kid, has been grabbing the chassis recently!"

"Yes!" Wang Fatzi also nodded, "I heard that eighty percent of the territory in the south of the city is now in Du Yiping's hands!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The rat head also followed: "I heard that now Du Yiping and the four of them are called the four heavenly gods in the south of the city!"

"I'm grass!" the hound slapped on the table: "We are called the Four Heavenly Kings, and they are called the Heavenly Gods, isn't this crushing us?"

"That's right!" Tie Jun scratched his head: "That's really the case!"

"This loss cannot be eaten!" said the hound, huffing.

The rat head glanced at the hound with disdain: "What four gods, I call him a god, he is a god, I call him a maggot, he is a maggot!"

"The four heavenly maggots in the south of the city!" everyone laughed wildly after Tie Jun finished speaking.

Although it is said that the south end of the city is in turmoil, the north of the city is as stable as Mount Tai.

Cheng Hao's attitude softened slightly, and he ordered the four people not to participate in the affairs of the south of the city, unless the other party stepped on the head of the north of the city.

It's not as good as Cheng Hao being cowardly, but it is said that the development of the north of the city is in progress, and the north of the city is the biggest battlefield next, so even if Cheng Hao controls the south of the city at this moment, he does not have much benefit.

As long as you guard the treasure land of making a fortune in the north of the city, you can naturally make countless money in the future.

As for Feng Lan, Cheng Hao still has to come step by step, after all, he has been in Shenhai City for many years, and he can be said to be deep-rooted, and he is as good as Huang Jingshan.

The camera shifted to Feng's house, Feng Lan was still sullen in the living room, and the cigar in her hand was slowly burning.

"Brother Feng!" Du Yiping, Lu Zi, Xiao Mingzi, and Zheng He clenched their fists and said with a smile.

"Hmm!" Feng Lan nodded a little unhappily: "You guys sit down!"

"Thank you, Brother Feng!" the four of them sat down immediately.

Du Yiping told Feng Lan about the recent melee in the south of the city, and said very confidently that now their brothers in the south of the city have the final say.

Feng Lan was indeed stunned, looked at Du Yiping seriously and said, "You said that you have the final say in the south of the city now?"

"No, no, no!" Du Yiping waved his hand: "It's you who have the final say! Our boss said that without the support of Brother Feng, we wouldn't be where we are today!"

"You know each other!" a sly smile appeared at the corner of Feng Lan's mouth.

Without saying a few words, Du Yiping and the four of them left after handing over the protection fee to Feng Lan.

At this time, Hua Niang also twisted down from the stairs, and wrapped her slender arms around Feng Lan's neck: "Honey, what's wrong?"

"Hmph!" Feng Lan shook her head helplessly: "Don't mention it, now it's him in the south of the city, Du Yiping has the final say!"

"Why are you upset?" asked Hua Niang rhetorically.

"I'm happy, why should I be happy?" Feng Lan said very puzzled.

Hua Niang smiled: "Why are you unhappy, it turns out that the dust is the handle in the south of the city, and we don't dare to move Cheng Hao after swallowing tens of millions of our opening fees, and those four in the past are old fritters, which are unreliable at all!

"Oh!" Feng Lan became interested: "Go on!"

Hua Niang pinched Feng Lan's shoulders and said: "Du Yiping and the four of them are new young people, as long as you win them a little, they will definitely regard you as their own father, because what they need most now is support, if you support them now, you can not be your person in the future!"

"Hahaha!" Feng Lan smiled: "Makes sense!"

Hua Niang turned around and said with a smile: "What do you think the ghost is here for? He's here to help you!"

"Hahahaha!" Feng Lan laughed: "Okay, good!"

Hua Niang continued: "The person sent by the boss is naturally not a mortal!"