When the shopkeeper of Xinheng saw the fat figure entering, he immediately walked out of the account room with a smile and complimented: "Brother Zai, come to Qianzhuang once a day, let us Xinheng have a lot of money!" ”

The lard boy looked displeased, sat down on the tea party, and shouted: "Can you agree to the price I offered yesterday?" ”

The shopkeeper stood in front of him with a smile and said euphemistically: "300,000 Hong Kong dollars is a large amount, even if your account can earn 50,000 or 60,000 yuan a month, our money bank can't easily lend it." ”

"Every sum of money is the lifeblood of the bank, if everyone opens their mouths for 300,000 yuan, the money bank will be closed in a few days."

With anger, Lard Boy said loudly: "Our factory specially supplies paper for "Sing Tao Daily", and is still talking about cooperation with "Hong Kong Island Business Daily" and "Huashang Daily...... The purpose of the loan is to expand the factory, and when the new machinery starts, the monthly income can exceed 100,000 yuan. ”

The shopkeeper of Qianzhuang hurriedly flattered: "Yes, Brother Zai, Oriental Paper is thriving, and it must be the leader of Hong Kong Island Paper in the future, and it also cooperates with Xinghui Chamber of Commerce, we all know this, but Qianzhuang has the rules of Qianzhuang, with the current scale of Oriental Paper, it really does not lend 300,000." ”

The lard boy slapped the table and said angrily: "If I can get a loan, I will go to the bank!" ”

"I can't borrow money from the bank." The shopkeeper is still very difficult, it is actually difficult to borrow money to borrow a bank, but with the scale of a small bank, if there are 300,000 bad debts, the shopkeeper and the boss have to jump into the sea together, but the silver number of the money bank was sold and continued to take over the business.

Xinheng is also a small silver number among the hundreds of large and small money banks on Hong Kong Island, and they generally lend 10,000 or thousands to the outside, and 300,000 yuan is not because they can't pay it, but because the risk is too great, they have to avoid it instinctively

Lard boy sneered, and was about to lower his requirements, borrow 200,000 and leave. People who come to borrow money like him are naturally lions who open their mouths widely, first ask for it, and then pretend to be in a hurry, and finally they are unwilling to agree.

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and said, "In this way, Brother Zai, it just so happens that the boss is drinking tea in the silver number, and I will go and talk to the boss in person." ”

"Okay."

"I'll wait for you." Lard Boy readily agreed, but he was vigilant in his heart, and the silver boss was clearly waiting for him. It is impossible not to report a loan of 300,000 yuan to the boss as soon as possible, and maybe 1,000 yuan has to be told to the boss, and the shopkeeper is only responsible for fixed interest, debt collection, and evaluation.

The shopkeeper bypassed the tent room, climbed the stairs, and came to a tea room on the second floor.

In the tea room.

A six-meter-long solid wood coffee table is swinging horizontally, and more than a dozen silver bosses of different ages wearing long robes are standing or standing, all holding cups of tea in their hands, and the atmosphere is also a little heavy.

The boss of Xinheng Yinhao is named "Huang Youwei", is a native of Wuyi Enping, the ancestor came to Hong Kong to open a money village at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and it is also an old river and lake in the money industry, quite appealing, and there are not only "Xinheng", but also "Baode", "Lilai" a total of seven firms, some of the declining boys want to take out loans to support loans, but they don't know that there is the same boss behind them, and finally throw people into the river.

He is the largest money dealer in Wan Chai District, and there are more than a dozen silver bosses around him, all of whom are money village bosses in Wan Chai District.

Today they gather together because there is an old rule in the money industry, if there is a silver number on the street, if there is a list that cannot be received, the respected industry seniors can gather peers to eat the list together, and make money together and bear losses together.

At this time, Huang Youwei finished talking about the news at the shopkeeper's mouth, put down the teacup with a calm expression, and said loudly: "Fellow travelers, who is behind the lard boy, I think you all know." ”

"I don't think that a person who can force Inspector Zonghua to death with more than 100,000 yuan a month will come to borrow 300,000 yuan from our firm."

"I'm coming to you today, not to discuss with you, whether to take his order, but what to do if you take his order."

One of them stepped forward, held the teacup, and said, "If the lard boy is really here to borrow money, it is best to lend him the money immediately." ”

"If Hua Waist Xian wants to cut Kaizi, borrow a little less, so that he can be happy to cut a fortune."

Someone sneered when he heard this: "If he wants to cut Kaizi, he will get 300,000 yuan to give him, I'm afraid, it's not that simple." ”

"The group of jackals, tigers and leopards in the police force, one is more greedy than the other, if he comes on behalf of the police force......"

Huang Youwei sighed: "Then you have to have a good move with the police force." ”

Half an hour later.

After drinking two pots of lard tea, the shopkeeper of Qianzhuang finally came late, and took the initiative to step forward and smiled: "Brother Zai, is there a sack here?" ”

Lard Boy smiled: "There is no sack, I will call a rickshaw later." ”

The shopkeeper of the money village still smiled, and his tone suddenly became cold: "It's okay, we have it." ”

"Huh!"

The wind came in the back of my head.

"Bang."

The lard boy's head reverberated with a heavy sound, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, his head was dizzy, and the whole person lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

The shopkeeper glanced at the thug and said loudly: "Throw him into Xiangjiang to take a bath." ”

"Got it." The thug was wearing a short shirt, a dagger at his waist, and a strong arm I held a short stick, and his face was fierce, and when he whistled, his brothers poured out of the back hall and covered people with sacks.

Probably because he felt that the lard boy was weak and fat, and had no combat effectiveness, he tied the bag and put it on the cart and pushed it away.

The whole process didn't even close the door of the silver horn, Ni Kun squatted at the door and was dumbfounded, and hurriedly lifted the rickshaw to follow quietly.

Evening.

He Dingxian saw the lard boy who had just changed his clothes and was still holding a towel at home, and anger appeared on his face: "TMD, even my people dare to move?" ”

Lard Boy was shocked, and said directly: "Brother Xian, they really don't take you seriously at all." ”

"I know a group of well-made guys, not as easy to deceive as Gui Lidong, but I want to get to the bottom of them." He Dingxian laughed angrily: "Heh, I didn't expect that they were anti-guest-oriented, and they dared to give me a note of Ma Wei!" ”

Lard boy complained: "I just went to borrow money, I don't owe them money, and I even threw me into the river, if it weren't for Ah Kun guarding me at the door, Brother Xian...... You won't see me! ”

He Dingxian patted him on the shoulder and said with relief: "It's time to go swimming." ”

"Ah Xiong." He Dingxian turned around and shouted.

"Sir!"

Yan Xiong stood up and saluted.

"Find out which brand is doing things for Xinheng Qianzhuang, and take off their talker's head and kick it for Brother Zai." He Dingxian said loudly.

Yan Xiong narrowed his eyes: "There is only one name in Hong Kong Island to help the Wuyi Chamber of Commerce, and its name is not small, it is called Wujiang Society, the name of the person who speaks is 'Pan Liqiang', and the flower name is 'Datou Pan'." ”

He Dingxian suddenly looked unhappy, and roared angrily: "I asked Ling to take off his head and kick it for Brother Zai!" Do you understand! ”

"Whoever asks you, their name is the name of the person who speaks!"

Yan Xiong immediately stood up and replied in a solemn voice: "Yes, sir!" ”

Lard Boy was also taken aback.

He Dingxian scolded sarcastically: "What kind of hanging hair killer male, kill a person crookedly, it is best to change his name to Ba Poxiong." ”

Lard Boy became observant again, and said tremblingly: "Brother Xian, Ah Xiong is also the one who helps you do things......

"I know." He frowned and looked at the pig-headed boy: "Is there anything else?" ”

"It's fine."

The lard boy pinched the towel and said with a smile: "It's just swimming." ”

"Okay, you go back to Kowloon, it's none of your business on Hong Kong Island, Ah Le, you go and inform Ah Luo and Lan Gang and ask them to lead troops to surround the Spring Garden Restaurant at seven o'clock in the evening." He Dingxian turned his head and commanded with a follower.

Lard Boy and Chen Jiale all got up: "Got it, Brother Xian." ”

He Dingxian watched the two leave, and said with a pipe in his mouth: "When I was scared? If you lose my little brother, you want to scare me, damn, you lose his whole family. ”

Originally, Xinheng Qianzhuang sent someone to post it and invited him to eat at the Chunyuan Restaurant in the evening, thinking that the owner of Xinheng Qianzhuang wanted to bow his head or come to collect the wind.

He Dingxian still thought about the other party's interest, collected a sum of money, and then used Xinheng as an intermediary to revise the rules, so as not to cause bloodshed.

Unexpectedly, TMD turned out to be a Hongmen feast, okay!

The plainclothes detective No. 100 in Wan Chai District doesn't know if he can sit down!

Lei Luo, Lan Gang and others actually just got out of work, some were eating, some were picking up girls, but the activity area was all in Wan Chai, and they immediately returned to the mission hall to gather police officers after receiving the news.

Dealing with Qian Zhuang is currently the top priority of the entire errand hall, not to mention that the five people had a common agreement before, even if it was only the pressure given by Inspector Jiang, they had to make the four of them cautious.

At seven o'clock in the evening, He Dingxian wore a well-fitting black suit, tie, and a pipe in his mouth, and took a rickshaw to the door of Chunyuan Restaurant.

He took off his pipe, exhaled, stepped on his leather shoes and got out of the car, and saw a group of Wujiang Club thugs standing at the door of the restaurant, and stepped into the restaurant with a scornful smile.

Chun Yuen Street, where the restaurant is located, is also his territory, due to the existence of money on the site, Wan Chai District does have some active Wujiang Gang forces, but the total number of Wujiang Gang in Hong Kong is only more than 10,000 people, most of them rely on shipping, engineering to feed, and the thugs on the shore only need to be responsible for violent debt collection.

Huang Youwei, the owner of Qianzhuang, maintained the entire restaurant, and sat on a round table on the second floor with 13 industry colleagues waiting for customers to come to the door, and five tables were set up on the first floor, with a total of more than 40 beaters.

He Dingxian felt a gaze sweeping when he entered the door, and immediately stepped forward without fear, but he didn't leave a little more on one person, and calmly stepped up to the second floor of the restaurant.

I have to say that Ma Yuda has a sharp eye, just by looking at it, he can accurately judge his waist size, and a suit is not only extraordinarily chic, but also comfortable and easy to move.

This is due to the reason for his standard figure and heroic appearance, and also thanks to Ma Yuda's ability to work in a tailor shop since he was a child, and he has exercised good eyesight.

If you want to shoot well, you must not only be eye-catching, but also have family resources and ability.

Huang Youwei heard the sound of leather shoes stepping upstairs, and immediately stood up on the main seat, a young and handsome face happened to appear in his sight, and at the same time, he bowed his hands from afar: "Sir He, I have admired my name for a long time, and I should have visited him as soon as possible, but I am afraid of being presumptuous, so I specially invited my colleagues in the industry to congratulate Mr. He with a drink, and thank you Chief He for your attendance." ”

Thirteen silver village owners who started work in Wan Chai District stood up together, clasped their fists in their hands and saluted, but their eyes did not shy away from looking at the comers, and their eyes were sharp and wanted to eat people.

(End of chapter)