99, Luo Tianhong came to the door
"Jimmy, Brother Pillar, you're back, what's going on?"
In the afternoon of the same day.
Xi Wei was downstairs, chatting with the little brother who was guarding the counter, and Jimmy Tsai and Liu Haizhu returned to the tea restaurant.
Glancing at it, seeing that Liu Haizhu didn't mean to speak, Jimmy Tsai only chuckled: "It's done, the goods have been delivered to Brother Chang's dock, and they can be transported away tonight, thanks to Brother Zhuzi, otherwise, it's not so easy."
After a pause, Jimmy Boy raised his hand and pointed to the second floor.
"Is it convenient for Brother Hang now, do you need me to talk to him?"
"Now? You better wait a little longer, someone is talking to Brother Hang on there."
Hearing Shiwei's words, Jimmy Boy looked curious.
"Who's looking for Brother Hang?"
"He who is faithful is like...... Surname Luo?"
……
Inside the second floor.
Looking at Luo Tianhong, who was sitting opposite with blue hair and a toothpick in his mouth with a flirtatious expression, Li Wenhang secretly smacked his tongue.
Sure enough, it is the same as the shape in "Winning the Handsome", but it lacks the eight-sided Han sword and has less taste.
Driving the cluttered thoughts out of his mind, Li Wenhang poured himself a cup of tea, and at the same time said curiously: "I remember that your hall is in Yau Ma Tei, why don't you wait for the good oil tip to come to a small place like me?"
"Li Longtou, don't laugh, now who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know, Prince Hongxing, who carries the flag in Tsim Sha Tsui, has to bow his head in front of you, I am a red stick with oil and strength, of course I want to come to visit you."
Luo Tianhong paused, leaning forward slightly.
"Actually, my boss told me privately, he said that there are so many words in Hong Kong now, and what he admires the most is Mr. Li, your and Ngee An, although it was a small sunset club before, but it was brave enough to fight the three major in Hong Kong, and the most important thing is to win the fight, I am so curious, Mr. Li has the secret to being able to run the word so prosperous."
Regarding Luo Tianhong's still superficial touting, Li Wenhang will not take it lightly.
He picked up the teacup, blew the hot air, and said with a very indifferent expression: "It's not as godly as you said, but it's all the brothers under him who are united enough and willing to support me, a big guy.
Taking a sip of tea, Li Wenhang put down the cup and asked.
"Rainbow, you're so busy, you've come all the way here, not specifically to praise me, right?"
Luo Tianhong is a martial artist after all, so he can tell so much praise, and it is also because he saw Li Wenhang show his hand in the Prince Boxing Gym before, and now he listens to Li Wenhang's chat so realistically, he simply does not hide it.
"I came to see you, in fact, it was my big guy's meaning, he knew that Mr. Li you could rely on, so he found an opportunity to join forces with you, and planted a flag in Tsim Sha Tsui together, and Ngee An is so prosperous, there should be a place in Yau Tsim Mong."
Listening to Luo Tianhong's words, Li Wenhang shook his head and chuckled.
No wonder Luo Tianhong came to boast about himself, it turned out that he wanted to use himself as a gun.
Lian Haolong's abacus is good.
He has just broken the limelight of Hong Xing and the prince, if Zhongyixin joins forces with him, plays a banner, and kills Tsim Sha Tsui together, it is not to say that it is a hundred responses, but it will definitely help Zhongyixin stop a lot of resistance. ….
Not to mention, Hong Xing and He Yi'an already have some grievances, even if the two families divide Tsim Sha Tsui, the first target for Hong Xing to retaliate against must be them and Ngee An.
Let him go and shelter the faithful and faithful, and carve up Tsim Sha Tsui together?
Li Wenhang is not interested.
At the previous internal meeting, Li Wenhang had already thought clearly, and what he needed most now in Heyi'an was to precipitate and digest, and when he survived this period of business take-off, he would collect back the funds, and at that time, Li Wenhang wanted to plant a flag in Yau Tsim Wang, so why should he share food with others?
The unjust leader of loyalty and faithfulness, others can do it if they want to, but he is not interested.
Thinking of this, Li Wenhang casually refused: "Your boss can look up to me, and he does have a vision, but we and Yi'an just want to do business honestly, and we have no interest in fighting to the end."
After a pause, Li Wenhang opened the drawer, took out a bag of tea cakes, and placed them in front of Luo Tianhong.
"This is Longjing tea from the mainland, you can help me give it to Mr. Lian, and tell him by the way, I thank him for his kindness, but the current Heyi'an will not plant the flag in Jianjianwang."
Luo Tianhong didn't expect that in the face of the proposal to join forces, Li Wenhang would be so resolute.
But he soon came to his senses, picked up the tea cake, got up and smiled.
"Mr. Li, the rivers and lakes are a whirlpool, it's not that if you don't want to fight, you won't fight."
Then, he shook the tea cake in his hand.
"I'll thank you for my boss, I believe that it won't be long before someone asks Mr. Li to step into the whirlpool of oil and tin again, and when that time comes, my boss will treat Mr. Li with this tea cake."
After speaking, Luo Tianhong stopped staying and turned to leave.
He left, but Li Wenhang's heart was not as calm as he expected.
After all, Luo Tianhong's last sentence is obviously something in his words.
What does it mean for someone to ask themselves to step into Yau Tsim Wang?
Is there anyone other than the faithful who wants to make himself the culprit of this wrong?
So who could this person be?
The left-handed brother's boss Hong Wen? The triad in charge of the blue whale? Or something else?
The clues are limited, and Li Wenhang can't think of an answer, so he simply doesn't think about it anymore.
Anyway, no matter who you are, if you want to do something, you will leave traces, and if there are traces, you can naturally find out.
No longer entangled in Luo Tianhong's words, Li Wenhang got up and went downstairs.
"Shaw, go and prepare the car, and go with me to Bowlan Street."
"Yes, Brother Hang!"
……
Forty minutes later.
Xiwei carried Li Wenhang and drove into the familiar Fengyue Street.
Of course, Li Wenhang didn't come here to look for flowers and willows, but to find Zhao Wen.
Since he successfully paved the way for sales with the help of the beautiful and demonic sex shop and night club, Wei Gang has always been the largest source of Li Wenhang's private small treasury, and the lucrative income naturally makes Li Wenhang special to Zhao Wen.
Although the phase III clinical trial is far from over, the prospect of Yuanhang Medical is self-evident.
Huge benefits will naturally attract more coveting.
In order to stabilize the structure of Yuanhang Medical, Li Wenhang has contacted barrister Luo Ying many times.
On the one hand, it is to ensure that Yuanhang Medical's patent and qualification approvals can be carried out smoothly, and on the other hand, it is to ask Luo Ying's lawyers to re-designate new contracts for all members of the company.
The non-compete contract, the confidentiality contract, and almost all the shackles that can ensure the normal listing of Will Gang, Li Wenhang are all stuffed into the terms of the contract, which is why Li Wenhang frequently came to Zhao Wen during this time.
Fortunately, although the new contract is more stringent, with Li Wenhang's rising salary, the employees of Yuanhang Medical have basically completed the signing of the new contract.
The car was parked downstairs.
Xi Wei accompanied Li Wenhang into the elevator and went upstairs.
But as soon as the two of them walked into the house, the nurse at the door had already stood up and took the initiative to speak.
"Mr. Li? You're here to see Dr. Zhao, she's not here."
"Not here?" Li Wenhang was stunned, and then asked, "Where did she go?"
"This...... I don't know, but she hasn't been here for two or three days."
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