"This Du Yongxiao is really amazing!"

In the office of the president of Cheung Kong Industrial, Li Jiacheng took off his black-framed glasses and pinched the corners of his eyes, "I actually thought of joining forces with the Huo family."

Song Bingshu sighed and said, "I really don't know if he was lucky to know Huo Shao."

"Lucky? I've never believed in luck." Li Jiacheng sneered, "If everyone who does business believes in luck and goes to pray to God and worship Buddha, wouldn't everyone be a super tycoon?"

"Boss, what do you mean---

"Go, call the head of the asset department."

"Yes!" Song Bingshu went over to inform.

Li Jiacheng put on his glasses again, his fingers tapped on the tabletop, and his eyes were sharp.

Soon, Jia Pengfei, the head of the asset department, came over, "Boss, do you have something to do with me?"

"Sit!" Li Jiacheng pointed to the sofa.

Jia Pengfei glanced at Song Bingshu, Song Bingshu glanced at him, meaning that he didn't know what Boss Li was going to do.

"Coffee, or tea?"

"Oh no."

Li Jiacheng nodded, "Time is money now, you and Song Dazhuo will go out together to collect the land and houses around Times Square, and buy them as soon as they can, and I will swallow all the real estate in the shortest possible time."

Song Bingshu and Jia Pengfei glanced at each other, "Boss, what do you mean---

"Take a ride with the wind!" Li Jiacheng stood up, "If you build a square, I will buy land around!"

"Grandma, how much money do you want for this tenement building?"

Datouwen was sweating profusely, holding a pu fan in his hand and snorting at his grandmother.

"I don't sell this house!"

"Why don't you sell it?"

"I will give my grandson a wife, and let him have a child." Grandma leaned against the wall and said with a peanut kernel in her mouth.

"This house is so dilapidated, how can it be a new house?" Datouwen continued to work hard, "Why don't you sell it to me, I'll give you more money?"

"The house is so broken, why do you want to buy it?"

"Oh, I grew up here as a kid and now I want to move back and reminisce about the past."

"You're from here?"

"Of course."

"Do you know the rabbit head Ah San who sells sugar and fried chestnuts on the street?"

"Huh? Know, of course know!"

"The rabbit head Ah San is my son, and he sells fried chestnuts with sugar just to marry my grandson!"

"It turns out that everyone is an old neighbor, you can make a price!"

Grandma swallowed the chewed peanut kernels, "Thirty thousand, you take out thirty thousand, and I will sell this tenement building to you!"

Datouwen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "30,000 is too expensive, it's better to 20,000, I accept your favor."

Grandma shook her head like a rattle, "Thirty thousand less is not for sale!"

"Grandma, don't be so brainless, we are old neighbors, I used to go to your son Rabbit Head Ah San to buy fried chestnuts with sugar!"

Grandma smiled, "You know, my son is not a rabbit head Ah San, he doesn't sell fried chestnuts with sugar, he works on the docks."

"Ah, why are you ---?"

"Try if you're honest. Now you know that you are not honest."

The big head Wen Lao's face turned red, and he was about to continue to bargain with Grandma, when a voice said, "Grandma, 30,000 is it? I bought this building!"

As he spoke, he saw Fighting come over with a smile on his face, and took out a wad of money from his arms, "This is a deposit, we can sign a contract tomorrow."

"Fighting, how can you cut off your beard when you hit the street?" Datouwen said angrily.

Fighting shrugged: "Who let you start too late, and keep haggling!"

"You ----"

"Don't blame me, you better hurry up and go to the next one, I just saw the bucktooth foal, Zhuang Dingxian ran over, by the way, and Ren Darong!"

"Ah, Ren Darong is doing it too? Isn't he very high?"

"Tall fart! He's the fastest of all!"

"Uncle, how much do you want for this arcade?" Ren Da

Rong asked the old man with a kind face.

The old man smoked a cigarette pouch and pot, squatted on the ground and said, "How much can you give?"

"I can give you a market price."

"What's the market price?"

"Thirty thousand."

"Too little."

"It's a lot, I've inquired, and the house prices here are about the same."

"Young man, don't shake me, I didn't sell it for 30,000 yuan for a bucktooth boy just now!" The old man squinted at Ren Darong, "I saw that you looked honest and said a few more words to you, and the price was 50,000!"

"It's too much, uncle, this arcade is old and dilapidated, and it's not worth that much money."

"Haha, you haven't lived here before, I'll decide how much it's worth!" The old man said and knocked the cigarette bag pot, "The last word, do you buy it or not?"

Ren Darong hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll buy it!"

"That's right, although my arcade is dilapidated, it is very comfortable to live in!" The old man was very satisfied with Ren Darong's attitude.

Ren Darong gave the old man a deposit, and simply signed a contract, planning to officially close the building tomorrow.

As soon as Ren Darong left, the old man shouted upstairs with a smile, "Young man, thank you! I didn't expect this dilapidated building to sell for so much money!"

"Don't thank me, I'm just doing it!" Zhuang Dingxian came down from upstairs, "But uncle, we talked about it before---

"I know! I know!" The old man grinned and said, "Five thousand, I'll give it to you later!" Haha, the dilapidated building that was originally worth 30,000 yuan can be sold for 50,000 yuan, and I earn 15,000 more, and I am already content!"

Zhuang Dingxian gave a thumbs up to the uncle: "Uncle, be wise!"

Du Yongxiao's five tiger generals, Datouwen, Bucktooth Ju, Fighting, as well as Ren Darong and Zhuang Dingxian, the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers.

Here, Liu Jianxiong and Bai Yingjun are not idle, and they are also frantically recovering the building and land.

I don't know who leaked the news, Lei Luo, Lan Gang, and Han Sen also began to assign people to fight in Causeway Bay as soon as they knew the news.

"Auntie, do you sell this house? Fifteen thousand!"

"Abel, you can build a toilet on this land at most, why don't you sell it to me, at least you can earn a coffin!"

Lei Luo's side moved too much, and it soon affected the other bigwigs in the police station.

The old fox Yan Xiong knew for the first time that he was not idle, so he asked his subordinates Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin to also join the building collection team. According to his meaning, although he hated Du Yongxiao to the core, this did not prevent him from following Du Yongxiao to make money.

Yan Xiong's way of recovering the house is more wild, he specifically looks for those who owe gambling debts and owe usury landlords, and then move them with affection, know with reason, if the feelings and reason do not work, then the whip will serve, and soon those who owe the debt will sell the property at hand to Yan Xiong at a low price.

When Li Jiacheng's subordinates Song Bingshu and Jia Pengfei came to Causeway Bay with a professional collection team, they found that they were late.

Inspectors, plainclothes and even military and police officers throughout Hong Kong collectively speculated and closed the building.

The overwhelming formation completely shocked the two of them.

"How so?"

"Are these bad guys crazy?"

Meanwhile---

Those plainclothes detectives who received benefits, as well as uniformed police officers, invariably placed a statue of the God of Wealth at home, and three incense sticks in the morning and evening: "Inspector Du, bless the wealth!"