Ah Ghost was a little pale and lined up in the line waiting to receive breakfast, Ah Hu stood behind him and asked:

"Hey, you talked about the ghost last night?"

Ah Ghost continued to follow the team forward, and said in his mouth:

"The bad guy invited me to drink water, it's so enjoyable, my belly is the same as a watermelon, and there are pinched sheep's hooves, do you want to try it?"

Even if Ah Hu has been with Chen Hao for so long, he can't help but feel a chill in his back when he imagines the experience Ah Ghost suffered last night, and he doesn't know what it is, but he knows what it is when he pinches the sheep's hooves, and Ah Hu used to pinch the sheep's hooves when he cleaned up those students, which can really hurt and make people hit the wall.

"Thank you. Ah Hu patted Ah Ghost on the shoulder from behind.

Ah Ghost took a glass of diluted milk and a fried egg sandwich, and walked towards the table, as if he didn't hear Ah Hu's words.

"Your mother, so characterful?" Ah Hu looked at his hand and said a little boringly.

The little brother behind Ah Ghost opened his mouth and said: "Brother Tiger, I received the wind, and there were three guys in North Point who burglarized in the early morning, so they were sent here to wait for the trial." ”

Ah Hu's eyes lit up, and he asked in a low voice, "Is the news reliable?"

"The North Point student boy led by the three guys is very famous, called Left Hand, and it is impossible to burglary by himself, he ......"

Before the little brother could finish speaking, another little brother of the Changle Club had already said: "It must be, I've already gone to find trouble with Ah Ghost now!"

Ah Hu looked at Ah Ghost's position, and sure enough, the three rotten boys had already sat opposite Ah Ghost at this time.

"Brother Tiger, are you doing something?" the three younger brothers asked aloud.

Ah Hu held the plate and said: "This is the restaurant, you will be beaten by the vine, look at them, we won't do it if they don't do it, but if it really starts, remember to watch this guy named A Ghost." ”

Ghost himself sat at a table, biting on bread one bite at a time, like a robot.

He could feel that Brother Jun had come to help him with the lawyer last night, but he couldn't believe it, he had been in the boys' house for three years, and he had seen a lot of this kind of acting tricks, which was really helping him, and he would not give up because he didn't believe it, and it was difficult to say who was acting.

The footsteps on the opposite side sounded, and the three figures sat opposite the dining table, Ah Ghost raised his head, and opposite was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old guy, with a gloomy face, staring at himself, and a brother sitting on the left and right, with a strong body.

Retracting his gaze, Ah Ghost took a sip of the buffalo milk provided by the Justice of the Peace for the boys' home, and the person opposite had already spoken:

"My name is Left Hand, someone paid me to come in and pry your mouth open, you know what I'm talking about, hurry up and speak, you save pain, save time." ”

Ah Ghost took the cup and glanced at the guy who claimed to be left-handed: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

With his left hand, he looked at the patrol correctional officer and said to Ah Ghost: "Come to the activity room after breakfast, I like to play table tennis the most, teach you?"

Ah Hu took the three younger brothers and sat on Ah Ghost's side, smiling disdainfully at the opposite left hand:

"Brother, he's my cover, do you have something to tell me?"

He looked at Ah Hu with his left hand and nodded: "Okay, I invited your little brother to play table tennis after breakfast, if you are interested, come to the activity room together?"

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you play ping-pong, I like to play the most, and if you play, you will definitely come. Ah Hu typed in an accentuated tone, staring fiercely at his left hand and said.

The ghost next to him seemed to be unable to see the anger between the two, and bit the bread one bite at a time.

......

"Mr. Huo is really young and promising. From the moment Huo Dongjun entered the room, Huang Yongren had already removed a trace of consternation from his face, and said to Huo Dongjun with a smile.

Huo Dongjun deliberately said in an arrogant tone: "In front of Boss Huang, you are bold enough to call yourself young and promising, and you know that Boss Huang was the most promising when he was young?"

The whole of Hong Kong and the New Territories knows that Huang Yongren was born as a newspaper guy when he was young, and Huo Dongjun's words at this time are clearly embarrassing Huang Yongren.

Chen Nansheng held his breath, his face tensed for a moment, did Huo Dongjun turn his face with Mr. Huang when he came over today?

Hua Ziren on the side felt the tension of the atmosphere, and stood aside and stopped talking, but his nose kept twitching.

"Mr. Huo is really joking, when I was young, I was not as closed as Mr. Huo, and I made millions of dollars in the newspaper industry a month, which was more majestic than the Ma brothers back then. Huang Yongren laughed, and there was no displeasure on his face.

Huo Dongjun smiled, looked at Chen Nansheng and Hua Ziren on the side, knocked on the armrest of the sofa with Zippo, and the taxi standing next to him said:

"Last night, there was a dozen people in Tsim Sha Tsui East who were beheaded, with broken hands and feet, and Brother Jun was worried that Boss Huang would be frightened when he was old, so he came to say hello. ”

Huang Yongren's face suddenly became ugly, and the words spoken by this sturdy young man brought by Huo Dongjun clearly meant that Ah Lak's Chao Yongsheng group was killed by Huo Dongjun!

Chen Nansheng was young after all, and when he heard Shi Bana's words, he said to Huo Dongjun with a little anger in his tone:

"Mr. Huo, I can call the police to accuse you of intimidation!"

Huang Yongren wanted to stop Chen Nansheng when he spoke, but after all, he was a step slower, and when he heard Chen Nansheng's words, Huang Yongren smiled at Huo Dongjun reluctantly:

"Mr. Huo, he's ......"

Huo Dongjun waved his hand, very rudely interrupted Huang Yongren's words, he had already talked to Heixing on the phone, Huang Yongren's bottom Heixing had already told himself that this old guy was black and white in the newspaper industry, and used Chao Yongsheng to help him stabilize the distribution channel, and used the money from the distribution to raise Chao Yongsheng like a dog, but he was old and lacked courage, so he only dared to keep the distribution association to make waves in the newspaper industry, if he really met those big people or fierce characters, the best thing was to compromise.

Huo Dongjun looked at Chen Nansheng, pointed at Shi Bana and said, "Call the police, it was he who threatened you, not me, ask the messenger to arrest him, I won't stop you." ”

Shi Bana seemed to have received Huo Dongjun's orders, and continued to speak: "Boss Huang, if you do publishing, you must pay more attention to the newspaper, which is good for you, lest you stand up for others but harm yourself, otherwise Molotov cocktails can appear in Sham Shui Po and can also appear here." ”

Huang Yongren had only read today's newspaper before, and when he heard Shi Bana's words, he subconsciously fell his eyes on the newspaper, "An LPG Tank Explosion Occurred on Wo Tsai Street, Sham Shui Po, and the Suspected Gang President X Society and Fu X United Fight" The title just appeared on the second page of the newspaper, Huang Yongren said in his heart that He Weiye Han Sen and others were eager to cut a thousand knives, and said that Liang Jiarong of "Men's Weekly" magazine was very clear that the president was an eighteen-year-old student idiot, and now it seems that the idiot is his own class! Where is Huo Dongjun a student, he is clearly a member of the club, and seeing that he is now following his younger brother, he can arrange someone to be a group of people in Alak, and the status of the club will not be just a simple Sijiuzai!

"I heard that there was a fire in the distribution association and burned 100,000 magazines that had not yet been able to be distributed, so I came to visit Mr. Huang, my driver is a rough man who doesn't know how to speak, Boss Huang don't be surprised. Huo Dongjun looked at Huang Yongren with a smile on his face.

"We have negotiated with Mr. Li En of your society to print 100,000 copies of "Men's Weekly", the check has been written, and Mr. Huo has not contacted Mr. Li En?" Huang Yongren cleaned up his mood and said to Huo Dongjun: "Everyone doesn't want to see this kind of thing, I heard that it was accidentally ignited by a minor ghost fighting with his old bean, and this kind of thing came by accident." ”

When this sentence is said, it means that Huang Yongren has admitted defeat and does not plan to continue to entangle the burning of the warehouse of the Distribution Association.

Huo Dongjun looked at Chen Nansheng and Hua Ziren, and without speaking, Huang Yongren immediately said to Chen Nansheng: "Nansheng, take your friend to sit outside, and I will have a chat with Mr. Huo." ”

Chen Nansheng looked at this young Mr. Huo, since yesterday, he has done Ah Lak, burned down the warehouse, printed magazines and forced the distribution association to eat them, a series of actions caught him off guard, can do this kind of thing, is it really just this arrogant student in front of him?

Such a thought flashed, Chen Nansheng pulled Hua Ziren out of the office, and when the office door closed again, the smile on Huang Yongren's face did not decrease:

"Mr. Huo can say anything directly. ”

Huo Dongjun played with Zippo with his left hand, and raised three fingers with his right hand: "We will eat him from the magazine that made trouble, and you will share 30% of the profits, and this 30% is not for the distribution association, but for you to participate in the magazine in your own name." ”

Huang Yongren's smile faded a little, and he said with some doubts: "Mr. Huo's current "Men's Weekly" is unique, why should he publish another similar magazine?"

"Money is inexhaustible, "Men's Magazine" someone can't afford it, if a magazine sells for five yuan, those salty wet guys who don't have much money in their pockets will of course choose the one with less money, they won't appreciate paper and photography technology, as long as there is a pair of waves on the screen and the West below can be seen, I do high-priced magazines, low-priced magazines are now set up by someone to set up a stall, I don't mind taking over, I think Huang Sir should also be interested, you don't have to do it, as long as you ensure that my two magazines are fully distributed, the profit of that magazine will be 30% of yours. ”

Huang Yongren looked at Huo Dongjun's eyes, just now Huo Dongjun said that the whole line of goods was distributed, not the whole Hong Kong distributed, so he opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Huo, since there is no one else, you might as well finish speaking, otherwise I don't dare to nod your thirty percent profit." ”

Huo Dongjun spit out a smoke ring and said to Huang Yongren: "Huang Sir is the big boss of the publisher in the 18th district of Hong Kong, of course my careful thinking can't escape the eyes of the old man, Macau!"

Huang Yongren knew that the two words Macao that Huo Dongjun said at this time were not to invite himself to go to Macau for fun or gamble, but to distribute them to Macau, and finally knew why Huo Dongjun was so strong but gave up 30% of the profits of the new magazine that still existed in the hands of Zhao Hongjun of "Tiantian Daily" at this time.

If Hong Kong magazines want to distribute Macau, they must have their own relationships, otherwise even if Huo Dongjun is the most fierce in Hong Kong, the magazine will not be able to cross the sea.

Just when Huang Yongren thought that this meeting was nothing more than a compromise and another exchange of interests, Huo Dongjun continued to speak:

"Huang Sir, the newspaper said that Dong Tian of Miaoli Group has poor capital turnover and has distributed newspapers for so many years, are you interested in making a newspaper to do it yourself? A magazine is also divided, and it is useless to add a newspaper, it is better to suppress the circulation of "Daily Daily". ”

Huang Yongren was stunned, could it be that Huo Dongjun on the other side already knew that the new magazine was founded by Zhao Hongjun, editor-in-chief of "Tiantian Daily", together with Han Sen and He Zhiwei? Otherwise, why did he mention Dong Tianzhuo's "Tiantian Daily"?