Lei Qi, as the chief godfather of the Chinese gangsters in North America, basically speaking, as long as he is a flower planter who eats mixed rice in the United States, he will give him three points of face, and he will also do his best where he can.

After all, the times are changing, and blindly fighting and killing is no longer the foundation of the underworld, and everyone must also change with the times, right?

"Xiaoyou already has such a great future at a young age, it's really a shame for us old immortals!" Lei Qi said with a smile to Li Qingyuan, who was sitting next to him.

Lei Qi's birthday, I don't know how many crooked ways of the three sects and nine streams of evil sects came, and there were more than two hundred tables, but those were all familiar with each other, and there was no need or qualification for him to accompany him personally.

And Li Qingyuan is a rising star that Lei Qi thinks is qualified to sit at the same table with him.

Except for Master Li, there were a bunch of seventy or eighty-year-old men on this table, which really made him feel a little depressed here.

In essence, Li Qingyuan is still a very good and amiable person, basically as long as you don't provoke him or you have something good to think about him, then to some extent, he can barely be regarded as a good person.

So in the face of Lei Qi's table, he is really a little big.

If these old men are all relying on the old and selling the old, then he can still directly flip the table and leave, anyway, the so-called identities of the other party are nothing to him at all.

His company is on Financial Avenue and his house is in Beverly Hills, both of which are the top priorities in Los Angeles, and even if all the heads of these guys are kicked by donkeys, they will never dare to send someone to that kind of place to make trouble.

Don't think that the underworld seems to be very beautiful, and the movie seems to be dragged to the sky one by one, but in fact, their every move is controlled under the noses of violent organs.

Of course, if you have to talk about which countries in South America and Central Africa, then I can't tell if it is or not.

But Xu is because of the old saying that the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous he is, the old men at Lei Qi's table are all kind and kind-eyed, although they will not come to flatter him because of their identity, but there is absolutely no brain-dead to show him a face.

After all, Lei Qi gave Li Qingyuan a message today to make friends with the other party.

Although he is old and doesn't pay much attention to the grievances on the rivers and lakes, his successor always needs friends, doesn't he?

"Xiaoyou, this is the old and immortal grandson Lei Yun, I hope you will mention him more if you have time in the future!" Lei Qi stretched out his hand and beckoned a young man over and introduced him to Li Qingyuan.

Lei Qi's son was killed by others twenty years ago because of the vendetta in the rivers and lakes, although Lei Qi later dragged all the enemies to be buried alive, but his son couldn't survive anyway.

So now this grandson is already his only heir!

His position, although it seems to be infinitely beautiful, is actually full of dangers.

If it weren't for the fact that the world is becoming more and more peaceful now, Lei Qi would be ready to let his grandson change careers.

It is really not ironic that a guy who is the godfather of the underworld should hope for peace in the world.

The young man named Lei Yun looked like he should be a few years older than Li Qingyuan, but he looked weak and weak, not like a person who could inherit Lei Qi's position at all.

From Master Li's point of view, although Lei Qi is old, at least the bloody and domineering spirit on his body is still there, and when he is the godfather of the gangster, naturally no one will have any opinions.

But if this young man named Lei Yun is allowed to take over, it is estimated that it will take up to three months, and it will be strange if the people below do not rebel.

However, he and Lei Qi are just general friends, so naturally he doesn't bother to care about other people's bullshit.

Lei Qi's birthday banquet, naturally, he had to invite the best chef to be the chef, and the other tables were not sure, but the dishes on his table were definitely colorful, fragrant, and complete.

So there was a funny scene at the birthday banquet.

A bunch of old men laughed dryly, watching someone eat the dishes all over the table like a whirlwind, if everyone didn't know that this young man was a billionaire, I really thought that this guy really came to eat on purpose!

After watching the authentic dragon and lion dance, and then tasting the delicious Chinese dishes, Li Qingyuan returned home satisfied.

I have to say that Carmen, the maid at home, is quite neat and the Colombian dishes she makes are okay, but relatively speaking, Master Li still prefers to eat authentic Chinese food.

It's just that it's too difficult to find an authentic Chinese chef, and the last time I went to the magic capital, I met two, but the other party was an old man in his fifties and sixties, and he had a family and a room, so it was naturally impossible to leave his hometown and follow him to the United States.

And those who are younger, there are people who are willing to come, but there are too many women around him, and if he puts a young man in the manor, does he think that his head is not green enough?

Although Lei Qi's birthday banquet was quite interesting, but he and the other party were not at the same level after all, if it was Master Li a year ago, it would be considered a great deal to be able to come in and mix rice when Lei Qi celebrated his birthday, but for him now, the other party is nothing more.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone is a flower planter, he wouldn't have come to eat this meal at all.

"Boss, the stuff has been delivered!"

Master Li, who had a full meal, slowly shook out of Chinatown, and Nan Xiang hurriedly rushed over and said.

Let your own women send things to other women, this kind of thing is probably only something that Master Li can do.

It's just that Nan Xiang has seen it recently, and this boss doesn't regard himself as a mistress or mistress at all, and he can count the other party as an office item at most.

But she doesn't care.

Anyway, for Nan Xiang, he dedicated all his seven years of youth and sincerity to that guy in Xicheng, but what was the result?

It was his own bruises, and it was the other party who sold himself for a mere one million.

So from that moment on, her heart was dead.

"She took it?" Li Qingyuan asked a little stunned.

Originally, he sent Nan Xiang to deliver things, but he just wanted to test whether the other party was that kind of snobbish woman, but in fact, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

After all, that Ah Xiang is a peerless stunner in a million in terms of figure and appearance, if such a woman is really a money worshipper, she will not look for Tang Ren's kind of turtle anyway, right?

Tang Ren in this world is not the old king next door in his previous life, he is still a local tyrant with hundreds of millions of assets, according to his understanding, the other party is just a small deflated person who eats mixed rice in Bangkok, Thailand.

Although the other party's performance in the gold shop seems to be a bit materialistic, maybe people just appreciate it?

"Yes, I took it!" Nan Xiang paused and said with some disdain.

"I'm also coming to her mobile phone number, and I can see that as long as the boss calls you, you can make an appointment with the other party tonight."