At one o'clock in the morning, the cargo ship docked at Su Wenlok's own Mong Kok Fish Pier.

"Big guy, why are there so many goods?"

The mullet boy jumped on the cargo ship and asked excitedly.

"It's all some daily necessities, and the five containers of things here are arranged to be sold in those mahjong parlors with bad business, and the price is seven or eight yuan, anyway, don't exceed ten yuan."

"Ah Chao, these containers are sent to our warehouse, they are all clothes or something, let the brothers take them out and sell them at night."

"Ajie, these two containers will immediately arrange for the vehicles to be sent to the mainland factory, let them install, and wait for the next time I come over, and then arrange the version for typesetting, and then carry out production."

"Xi Zaiwen, these three refrigerated containers are divided into two clubs and restaurants!" Su Wenluo pointed to the last two containers and said.

'Brother Luo, can you really make money selling these things for seven or eight yuan? '

The mullet head was dumbfounded when he heard Su Wenluo's words.

"Don't underestimate these things, if all these goods are sold, at least tens of millions of Hong Kong paper will be credited to the account, and the purchasing power of the grandmother is unimaginable to you."

Su Wenluo patted the mullet boy on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, let's all move, hurry up and send everything out, and tomorrow night the Crown Restaurant will have a meeting!"

'Okay Brother Luo, is there anything good to eat this time!' '

Several small leaders of the horses asked happily.

"Look at what you're gluttonous, tomorrow night's seafood side stove, with top Wagyu beef, is it suitable!"

Su Wenluo revealed a little bit about the contents of the container.

Hearing that there was a top-level Wagyu beef, everyone present immediately flowed out of Halazi.

Trucks kept coming and going from the dock until 8 a.m., when the last container was shipped out.

8 p.m., Crown Restaurant, Mong Kok.

This is the first street that the uncle assigned to himself after he just worshiped under the Taimen of the Great Bolong King.

After collecting his own money, Su Wenluo directly bought the time-honored Tianbaolou and several shops in the surrounding area.

Then it was directly demolished and rebuilt, becoming the six-story Crown Restaurant in front of you.

Usually, as long as there is a meeting, Su Wenluo will choose here.

Although the Emgrand Club is also its own place, after all, it is all for entertaining big water pipes.

If there are often dwarf mules coming and going, it will inevitably arouse the disgust of those who have money.

In that year, Su Wenluo spent 700,000 Hong Kong paper to buy Tianbao Building, and spent more than 1 million yuan to buy the surrounding land, and then rebuilt this crown restaurant covering an area of 500 square meters.

The first and second floors of Crown Restaurant are mainly engaged in Cantonese cuisine, and the third floor is a top-level private room, mainly Huaiyang cuisine, Sichuan cuisine and Shandong cuisine.

The fourth floor is the canteen for the younger brothers under him, as well as the office of the restaurant manager, of course, this canteen is completely free for those younger brothers under Su Wenluo.

On the fifth floor is Su Wenluo's office and conference room, and there is also a bedroom that Su Wenluo has prepared for himself.

At nine o'clock in the evening, after Su Wenluo hung up Deng Bo's phone, he picked up a piece of good Aodao M9 Wagyu beef from the side stove.

"Fan Ziji, have you thought about it, do you want to pass or stay."

Su Wenluo looked at Ai Ober's head horse and asked.

"Brother Luo, when my brother was here in the past, our powder stall had at least more than 500,000 yuan a month, and the younger brothers under him could also eat and drink without worry, but now you let me cut it off like this... I'm afraid..."

"That's right, but I still hope you can transform, after all, this kind of thing is worried every day, and you can't make any money, so why bother..."

Su Wenluo sandwiched another piece of beef, dipped it in sesame sauce and swallowed it contentedly.

Fan Ziji looked at Su Wenluo, and his heart was constantly struggling, and after a long time, he raised his head and looked at Su Wenluo.

"I'm sorry Brother Luo, I still chose to go over the gear, after all, even if I don't eat it, the little brothers below still need to eat it!"

Fan Ziji finished saying and threw his chopsticks on the table.

"Fan Ziji, what are you talking about hitting the street, dare to go through the gears, first three knives and six holes before talking nonsense..."

The mullet snapped a boning knife on the table.

Fan Ziji's face was pale, he calculated that there would be this one, but he still came.

Fan Ziji slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his chest.

"Come on, mullet, poke it here!" As he spoke, he pointed to the direct location of his heart.

The mullet picked up the boning knife, and Su Wenluo threw the spoon in his hand on the table.

"Okay, mullet boy, everyone has their own ambitions, let him go!" Su Wenluo stopped the mullet cub.

"Fan Zaiji, from today on, you are no longer a person from our Mong Kok Tangkou, and you will not be able to take away our Mong Kok signboard in the future, okay, do you want to pass the fish head mark or Dapu Hei, I will talk to them."

"Thank you, big guy, it's me Fan Ziji I'm sorry for everyone, big guy can't help it."

After speaking, Fan Ziji left the restaurant with his little brother at the table.

"Okay, sit down, from now on, we're going to wear suits, ties, and get on track, so it's good for those who don't go all the way to leave now."

Su Wenluo clapped his hands and asked the big soles who stood up to sit down.

"Now, if you still want to pass the file, please come over as soon as possible, come over today and think about going through the file or becoming a fan, don't blame me for not talking about brotherhood!"

Su Wenluo unbuttoned his shirt, but the killing intent in his eyes made those big bottoms feel scared.

"Brother Luo, you know me, I used to take care of my brother's financial company, but now with Brother Luo's big pipe, I won't leave!" Gui Limao stood up and expressed his heart.

"Yes, big guy, Brother Luo has taken care of us in the parking business all these years, of course I won't leave!" Parking Bing also stood up.

"Since no one wants to go to the stalls, then everyone continues to eat! Rest assured, as long as there is a bite to eat from my Arlo, everyone will not be hungry. ”

"Let's let go and eat, and when we're done eating, we'll start working!"

Mong Kok that night.

The Sparrow Pavilion, which was supposed to be lively, has all changed its content from the loudspeakers that played loud gongs.

"Ten yuan, ten yuan, all ten yuan, you can't buy ten yuan, you can't buy ten yuan, you can't be fooled, don't miss it when you pass by."

Ten yuan, ten yuan, all ten yuan, ten yuan you can't buy a loss, ten yuan you can't buy fooled, don't miss it when you pass by. ”

For the next few days, the streets of Mong Kok were filled with the sound of such loudspeakers.

Originally, the Sparrow Pavilion attracted a large number of grandmothers and young ladies.

It is said that it is ten yuan, but it is 80% off when you enter the store.

Such a discount, so that these people who live at home, how can they not be moved?

As a result, these ten-dollar shops in Mong Kok are doing unusually hot business.

In the next few days, the horses, who were not optimistic about these businesses, counted the day's turnover over and over again after work every day.

Then start comparing yourself to see who earns more.

Su Wenluo thought of this kind of hot situation at first, but he didn't completely expect that it would be so hot.

Therefore, he had to sigh: The ability of teachers and grandmothers on Hong Kong Island to buy is really terrifying!