The third uncle is naturally the third uncle in Huo Qingsong's family, and his surname is Huo.

There are also the fourth uncle and the sixth uncle standing next to him, all of whom are relatively young, rich and powerful figures of the Huo family.

If "Huo Qingsong" is the light that takes off with "fine nine", then they are the light food with "green pine".

After all, Chen Xijiu and Huo Qingsong are still uncles and nephews, and they have a double relationship, and they basically have no feelings or contact.

However, they are the main force of Huo Qingsong's men!

After all, when you do things outside, you can still trust "your own people", and the family name with the same surname is of course the first.

Originally, the "Huo family" was a big surname in a village in the mainland, with a temple, an ancestral hall, and a genealogy, with a total of thousands of people.

After Huo Qingsong came to Hong Kong Island to do the red oil business, he kept bringing people from the mainland over, and gradually gathered hundreds of "young people" under his command.

You know, there are a lot of people! The relationship is complicated! It's troublesome to manage!

These 100 young people are divided into several rooms, several branches.

Huo Qingsong has a group under him, and there are a group under the third uncle, the fourth uncle, and the sixth uncle.

The dozen or so people who died last time were all surnamed Huo, and they were all clansmen under the third uncle, and the third uncle naturally had the biggest opinions. Coupled with the third uncle's timid and treacherous character, he directly proposed to flash people.

Huo Qingsong raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "No! I'm going to raise 30 million to hand over to the diesel company! Keep the business going! ”

The third uncle looked startled, and immediately shouted, "You are crazy! Million? ”

"How much money do you make over the years? The brothers at the bottom divide one point, do you have thirty million? Do I have 30 million? ”

"Fourth uncle! Uncle Six! Do you have 30 million? ”

The third uncle spread his hands.

The fourth uncle and the sixth uncle looked embarrassed.

Huo Qingsong lit a cigarette, put it to his mouth, and said loudly: "I don't have 30 million, but we have definitely made more than 30 million over the years!" I took you to get all this money, don't you support me? ”

The third uncle, Nunu, stopped talking.

The fourth uncle persuaded with some embarrassment: "Qingsong, we all understand what you mean. ”

"Business can't be left undone, if we don't do it, we won't have anything to eat, and we are not afraid of the dead when we go outside, but we are afraid of the white dead."

"What's more, you can't beat the Fuqing Gang if you raise money!"

"This money is just a waste of ......"

Huo Qingsong still had a firm expression: "I can settle the Fuqing Gang!" ”

"I have 5 million, and if you take the house in your hometown as a mortgage, you can transfer 20 million from the membership money."

The meeting is a popular "private loan" in Fujian and Guangdong in the mainland, commonly known as "doing meetings".

Most of the private vaults composed of the same unit, fellow villagers, relatives and friends "joined", popular in coastal areas. As long as there are people who "join the association", every time they are born, old, sick and die, and business turnover, they can call the money in the "association".

The money will be given to you at a lower interest than a loan shark and a higher interest than a bank loan.

Among them, hundreds of thousands of small amounts do not need collateral, and can be borrowed just by credit and face brushing, while millions of loans require a certain amount of collateral to avoid "running away".

This "capital" is the way many coastal businessmen started, and it is also the last "treasury" of the regional chamber of commerce.

The sixth uncle continued: "Twenty-five million is not enough! What's more, the Hong Kong dollar is larger than the renminbi, and there is an exchange rate in the middle. ”

"A large number of foreign exchange transfers are prohibited in China, and we can only go to the black market, and the exchange rate will be higher."

At this time, Huo Qingsong's girlfriend walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit and put the fruit plate on the table: "Fourth uncle, sixth uncle, eat some fruit." ”

She didn't call the third uncle at all.

The fourth and sixth uncles picked up the fruit and thanked them: "Thank you Wanwei." ”

The third uncle also knows how to reach for fruit.

Wanwei wiped her palms and smiled softly: "The rest of the money, my father will make up for it?" ”

"Huh?"

The fourth and sixth uncles were shocked.

The third uncle even shouted directly: "Wanwei! Is your daddy crazy? ”

"Didn't your dad object to you being with Qing Song?"

"Who said I was crazy!" At this moment, a tall-looking, tall, and suit-wearing man pushed open the door.

He looked at the scene inside, stepped forward and pulled out the knife on the table, and said loudly: "Zhuang Ye has promised to cover Qingsong!" As long as Qingsong raises 30 million for the ghost guy of the diesel company! After Hong Kong Island... Green pine is the only king of oil!! ”

"Master Zhuang?" The third uncle and the others swallowed their saliva, and after the initial surprise, their eyes immediately became bright.

They immediately knew the meaning of "Zhuang Ye"'s opening, and also thought of the concern of "Chen Xijiu", and knew that Huo Qingsong was leaning on the big tree again and was going to be a big boss!

"Are you still objecting?" Huo Qingsong's father-in-law smiled.

The third uncle and the others shook their heads: "We support them all!" ”

These people see that the wind and rudder are good, and they will not insist on themselves at all.

That's right, their purpose is to make money, and since there is money to be made, it is worth following!

Daddy Wanwei reached out and put her hand around Huo Qingsong's shoulder, hugged her son-in-law and said to the three of them: "Eh, in addition, you pay attention to the wording!" I've never objected to Wanwei and Qingsong being together! ”

"I just think that young people's love needs time to be sharpened, and that kind of love is fragrant......"

Daddy Wanwei smiled lightly: "But Qingsong works hard and has proven his love for Wanwei." ”

"I officially promised them to get married! He is also the only son-in-law I recognize! ”

Wanwei patted Huo Qingsong on the shoulder, posing as a very trusting and valued person.

He simply forgot how he looked down on the "mainland fisherman" and "the old boy who was out of the way"!

Huo Qingsong stared at the third uncle and the others in front of him, raising his hands to his chest with a confident expression.

He will be developed in the future!!

……

"It's fast."

"In just two days, we raised 30 million."

"It didn't cost you a penny, did it?"

The next day.

Midday.

The weekdays are coming.

Zhuang Shikai took advantage of the noon break to drive to a barbecued pork restaurant in Mong Kok, and sat inside to chat with Chen Xijiu.

Chen Xijiu's 30 million words have been credited to the account.

Zhuang Shikai was slightly surprised and asked out loud.

Chen Xijiu mixed the barbecued pork rice with chopsticks, picked up a piece of barbecued pork, and replied naturally and briskly: "No!" ”

"These are all the money raised by Qingsong himself."

In front of each of them was a barbecued pork rice.

They chatted while settling lunch.

Although the barbecued pork rice is cheaper and the shops are relatively simple, it is not a waste of time and it is very convenient...

What's more, this barbecued pork restaurant is very famous.

Zhuang Shikai laughed and said, "Then he's quite rich." ”

"It's all taken care of by Master Zhuang..."Chen Xijiu smiled modestly.

Zhuang Shikai ate barbecued pork and said, "Okay! Naturally, when the money arrives, I will do what I have to do..."

"But... You tell Huo Qingsong, don't forget to promise me something..."

Chen Xijiu nodded: "Understand, if you can give it to him, you can take it back." ”

"You can still ask for interest." Zhuang Ye added, took out a big brother, pulled out the antenna, and dialed the phone.

And the interests in his mouth, hehe, are obviously about to pay for his life.

The phone in Zhuang Shikai's hand was connected.

"Mr. Zhuang."

"Good afternoon."

The other side said respectfully.

Zhuang Shikai is wearing a suit, eating barbecued pork with chopsticks in one hand and big brother in the other, a bit like the local boss on the movie screen in later generations.

Don't get me wrong! "Soil boss" belongs to art processing products, and there is no real "soil" boss in the world! Only the boss!

Top banana!

Zhuang Shikai has become the most beautiful boy in the whole barbecued pork restaurant just by virtue of a big brother in his hand, and other diners have to take a detour when they see it, not to mention decorations such as their watches...

Do you dare to say that he is dirty?

The rich people in this world will never be dirty!

On the other side of the phone was Sima Xiang.

He is currently responsible for the transfer of interests around Zhuang Ye.

Zhuang Shikai said loudly: "The account has just entered 30 million, and I want to get the full share of the smuggled red oil!" It's all! ”

The transfer of benefits also requires a sense of means.

Sima Xiang is very good at doing this, and the landlord's association has a natural disguise effect, and the use of finance can make all the transportation without leaving a trace, unconsciously.

"Understood, Johnson." Sima Xiang replied crisply.

The handicap of the diesel company itself is very small, a few main figures, what is the main relationship, there is no need for Zhuang Ye to come forward, the landlord will be able to handle it himself.

"Smack."

Zhuang Shikai hung up the phone.

Chen Xijiu raised his hand and beckoned to the counter: "Boss!" Pay! ”

"Okay!" The boss walked out of the counter with his wallet, looking busy collecting the bills.

Chen Xijiu took out a golden bull and put it on the table, and said very generously: "No need to look for it. ”

"Thank you boss, boss!" The owner of the barbecued pork shop picked up the Hong Kong dollar, bowed again and again, and thanked him loudly.

Zhuang Shikai walked out of the barbecued pork shop with a toothpick in his mouth, and Chen Xijiu accompanied him.

I saw Zhuang Shikai picking his teeth and saying, "I talked to the Lu family and the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce in the New Territories in advance. ”

"They are the bosses behind the New Territories Security and the New Righteous Order."

"Go and talk to them yourself, and trust them not to embarrass you."

Chen Xijiu opened the car door for Zhuang sir, held on to the door frame, and nodded in response: "Got it, Zhuang Sheng." ”

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyelids and looked at him: "You're welcome." ”

"Smack!" Chen Xijiu closed the car door, sat in the driver's seat, left his car on the side of the road, and drove Zhuang Sir back to the police station even if he copied the ticket to the traffic police.

The "New Righteous Regiment" and "New Territories An" are weaker than the Fuqing Gang.

Among the three gangs, the Fuqing Gang is the strongest, and the New Righteous Group and the New Territories An do not need to be in order, both of them are street-fighting clubs that work for their bosses.

This kind of community often has only people and horses, no territory, and is very miserable.

Funnily enough, there aren't even many people!

They are often located in the suburbs of the countryside, and the entire community is about a few hundred people, boasting about the "thousand-person association" to the outside world, and at most bullying and bullying such small roles as "Huo Qingsong".

They can't afford to support themselves and can only rely on big bosses!

The big boss raises them as bodyguards, scares and scares people, or does some dirty work, and basically can't be on the table.

There are at least 100 such societies on Hong Kong Island, large and small, and may have had a glorious history, but now they are collectively referred to as "sunset" societies.

Once you leave the big boss, it will fall apart and cease to exist.

They're the boss's dogs! Listen to the boss the most!

Zhuang Shikai is too lazy to trouble their club, and he can solve all problems directly with their boss, without even shedding a drop of blood.

The community of New Territories An is the son of the Lu family and Lu Hantao in the New Territories, and the indirect younger brother of Zhuang Ye.

The Xinyi Tuan De Society is the Huizhou Chamber of Commerce, and some mainland businessmen who rely on the Patriotic Chamber of Commerce to feed are also the indirect younger brothers of Zhuang Ye.

Damn it!

Hong Kong Island's per capita Zhuang Ye is a little brother!

Except for the Fuqing Gang!

"Master Zhuang, what about the Fuqing Gang?" Chen Xijiu asked as he drove the car.

The Fuqing Gang is the main event.

Zhuang Shikai casually flicked the toothpick out the window: "Just talk to them under my banner!" ”

"Isn't that simple?"

Chen Xijiu grabbed the steering wheel and smiled: "It's really simple." ”

As for the thoughts of the Fuqing Gang's "Yaowen" group, they are actually right, normally speaking, the protection period of "Huo Qingsong" has long passed.

Zhuang Ye would have forgotten him a long time ago.

It's a pity that they found out about the relationship between Huo Qingsong and Chen Xijiu.

And if you want to blame them, they sell red oil abroad, and their eyes are full of TM money! Give yourself a chance to compete fairly! Otherwise, Zhuang Shikai still hopes that they will engage in a price war with each other, and finally sell to the mainland at a loss.

This is true patriotism!

Night.

Chen Xijiu went to make peace with several bosses.