"Is there any mistake?"

Hearing this, Ma Shihao, who was following behind, suddenly couldn't help but speak.

"Godfather, how can you forget it like that."

"The word flower stall is because they broke the rules! Moreover, the wharf agreed that the matter was written off, and the contractor actually forced us to go to the sea and swim in the water for half an hour. ”

"It's a errand boy who caused us to be locked up in the interrogation room for three whole days, and I want to vomit when I smell our bad smell...... In short, I Ma Shihao can't swallow this breath! ”

The more Ma Shihao said, the more angry he became, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded:

"I'll his mother! Except for being thrown into the sea when I was a child, for so many years, my Ma Shihao has not been played like this. ”

"Smack!"

Wang Laoji suddenly stopped, slapped the chattering Ma Shihao on the head, and blushed his face.

"You little bastard, when I am a dead man, take my words as a deaf ear?"

"Hao, don't say it."

Ma Shaolin snorted and pulled Ma Shihao, who was still about to speak.

Turned to look at Wang Laoji, wanting to play a round.

"Godfather, don't be angry. Ah Hao is still not sensible."

"Shut up!"

It's just that what he didn't expect was that his godfather, who used to be very talkative, was interrupted as soon as he spoke.

"He usually hangs his son, but this matter is not negotiable. Damn, I don't do anything all day long, I only know how to play mahjong, I really think that the boss is the second of the day, and he is very smug all day long, and he doesn't understand the.

I don't want him to be on the streets one day, and I have to collect his body at my age. ”

Wang Laoji saw that Ma Shihao's face was full of unconvinced, and suppressed his anger and reprimanded.

"Uncle Ji, that contractor is just relying on the hundreds of coolies under his hands."

The tenth brother, who was originally silent, couldn't help but say.

"Idiot!"

Wang Laoji snorted coldly, and said with a gloomy face:

"Really, as you said, I still have to whisper? Do you still need to take 20,000 yuan out to make points? You can still be locked up in the mission hall for three days? ”

Seeing that Uncle Ji's face became more and more ugly, Brother Ten suddenly stopped talking.

"The contractor named Sanjiangshui not only has an unusual relationship with Li Zhengtao of the Sheung Wan Mission, but also has Lanjiang behind him."

"Ever since you were arrested in the errand hall, I have looked for plainclothes people who are familiar with Yau Ma Tei. But as soon as those guys went back to the embassy to inquire, they didn't reply. ”

"Later, I still spent money to find Lan Jiang, looking at the face of my fellow villagers, Lan Jiang relented, otherwise you are still locked up in the errand hall, how can it be so easy to come out."

"Just rely on our little people, let's not talk about the coolies under the Sanjiang sailors, which annoyed Lanjiang, and there is no need to do the word flower stalls, so we have to drink the northwest wind."

Wang Laoji gasped.

In these years, it is an indisputable fact that the errand people are worse than those who are out of the way.

He knew it in his heart.

Although Ah Shi listens to him very much on weekdays and has been silent since he came out of the errand hall, he is an irritable and irritable character.

There is also Ma Shihao, who looks at Hang'er Langdang, but has a big memory.

Some things are not explained clearly, and with the temperament of the two of them, sooner or later they will get into trouble.

He didn't want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person one day.

"Shaolin, keep an eye on them."

"I understand, godfather."

Ma Shaolin nodded absentmindedly.

Thinking about it, it was what Ang Lee said on the dock that day.

The two had never known each other, and they had never met before, and he didn't figure out each other's intentions after thinking about it for three days.

At the Namggyi Boxing Gym, Master Wu placed the butterfly double knife on the weapon rack.

Turning to look at Li An, he laughed heartily.

"Since my martial arts hall was established on Zhongfang Street, in the past seven or eight years, I haven't fought so happily for a long time like today."

Li An clenched his fists and said modestly:

"Master Wu's knife skills are unfathomable, and Li Angan bows to the wind."

"Where, I didn't take advantage of it. And you should rarely fight with people, and you are a little rusty when you shoot, just like that, we just had a draw. If it had been a fist or kick, I would have lost a long time ago. ”

Master Wu interrupted Ang Lee's words.

has been able to open the museum for so many years, and his vision is naturally spicy.

In the first day of the first year, although Ang Lee's performance was decent and not like a raw hand, he could still see that Ang Lee was unfamiliar with fighting weapons.

Looking at the confrontation just now, Li An became more and more skilled from behind, and his move like an antelope hanging horns can also prove his guess.

The two walked out of the martial arts training ground, and Master Wu couldn't hide his appreciation for Li An in his eyes.

"It's better to stay and have a cup of tea."

"Nope." Li An shook his head: "It's not too early, I still have to go to Master's to practice boxing." Next time, next time I have time, I will definitely bother. ”

"Okay, that's it."

Master Wu laughed, not reluctantly. Take two quick steps to the door and open the door of the martial arts hall.

"Squeak!"

As the door opened, the martial arts hall students standing outside the door rushed in.

"Thank you Master Wu for your advice!"

In front of this group of students, Ang Lee hugged his fists and gave the other party enough faces.

"Shame!"

Master Wu coughed awkwardly and returned the salute.

Seeing the excitement on the faces of the students around him, Li An smiled.

The sedan chair carries people.

This is very important in the life of a human being.

You don't have to go to great lengths to save face or help others, and others will remember it.

No one can say what will happen in the future, and maybe he will find someone to help him one day.

And he doesn't open a martial arts gym now, so he doesn't need those false names at all.

There is no need for others to praise him for how high his kung fu is, and it doesn't mean anything to him to care about winning or losing.

If not as a last resort.

Not offending people, and being able to get real benefits is the result that Ang Lee wants.

Under the arrogant gaze of many students, Ang Lee left the Namzhi Boxing Gym, came out along the alley, and stretched his waist until he walked to Zhongfang Street.

Look at the specialization column.

Mastery: Combat Mastery 20% (+14%).

Good harvest.

The corners of Ang Lee's mouth turned up.

Compared with the previous 17%, this time the competition with Master Wu has increased the professional accuracy by a full three percentage points.

As night fell, the signboards on both sides of the shops lit up one after another.

When Ang Lee came to the barber shop on Nanjing Street, he happened to meet Zhou Sheng, who got off the rickshaw.

"Brother Sheng!"

Li An shouted and stepped forward quickly, "Finished with business?" ”

"I can only say that I can take a break for two days, and when I take over Uncle Chang's class, I will have a lot of things to do at hand, and I may have very little time to learn boxing."

"Learn boxing, it's the same everywhere."

Li Ang was silent for a moment and smiled.

The two walked into the barber hall one after the other.

"Master!"

A glimmer of heaven who was listening to the song looked up at the two of them.

"Xiao An, you go to practice boxing, Ah Sheng stays."

Li An understood that there was something to say to Zhou Sheng, nodded and said:

"Got it, Master."

Turn around and walk upstairs to the rooftop.

"Smack!"

Turning on the lights on the rooftop, Ang Lee went straight to the armory.

Picking up the spear that usually trains endurance, Li An raised it with one hand and took a horse stance.

While practicing endurance, I summarized my previous fights with Master Wu.

After holding on for nearly an hour, Zhou Sheng, who had changed into a short shirt, came to the rooftop.

Zhou Sheng moved his fists and feet, suddenly patted his head, and asked:

"By the way, A'an, I forgot to ask you how the filing business is?"

Ang Lee held the spear in his right hand and didn't look back.

"Business is quite good, so I got two more stalls, and it can be opened in two days."

"Two more."

Zhou Sheng glanced at him in surprise, and then smiled: "Busy here?" ”

"Of course it's to hire someone, do everything by yourself, even if you're tired to death, you can't make a few dollars."

"That's right." Zhou Sheng nodded: "If you need anything, you can find me." ”

"Definitely."

Ang Lee replied.

When the business stabilizes, it will definitely expand to Kowloon in the future.

With the help of a bad guy, the business is definitely much easier, let alone a detective.

Zhou Sheng laughed.

"We haven't worked together for a long time, try it today."

"Okay."

Li An agreed and put the spear back into the weapon rack.

Following!

When Ang Lee came to the Triangle Wharf, the five guys he was looking for yesterday came to the newspaper early.

Said hello to these guys.

Ang Lee made a special trip to the dock.

It's still early, and the wharf hasn't started yet.

Except for a few sparse workers who were eating breakfast, the dock was quiet.

As soon as Sanjiangshui, who was practicing his fists and feet next to the pergola, saw him, put away his fists and feet, took the sweat towel that was put aside, and wiped the sweat.

"You're not busy with the filing business, why are you coming to the docks."

"Nothing, come and go." Ang Lee snorted.

"Really?" Sanjiangshui smiled: "You won't be worried about Liangongle's retaliation." ”

was seen by the other party, and Ang Lee did not deny it, but responded: "It's good to keep an eye on it." ”

Sanjiangshui came to the pergola and sat down.

"Hei Xinhua, if you let him come to me to make trouble, he won't dare."

Love the house and Wu, for Yaya, he is his own daughter.

So, yesterday's incident made him very angry.

Of course, he is not a fool to be able to hang around the docks for so many years.

Liangong Le.

Sounds big enough.

But he really doesn't look down on these associations that have to spend money to find someone to make up the number for a turf.

Sanjiangshui now has more than 300 coolies under his command, and he knows that if these coolie workers are asked to fight for territory, the coolies may not be willing to go.

But if the people of Liangongle come to make trouble, it will be to smash their jobs, and they don't need him to greet them, these coolies dare to use knives to cut people.

Without him, where would these coolies find a foreman like him who doesn't pump water?

After all, those foremen with community backgrounds on the dock now, which one does not smoke two or three percent of the water, and those who encounter black hearts are all drawn fifty percent of their busy work in a day.

Don't do it? Yes, a lot of people do it.

……

Li An saw that Sanjiangshui knew what to expect, so he didn't say more.

The two sat in the pergola, drinking tea and chatting with each other.

Until the dock was ready to start, Li An got up: "Senior brother, you are busy, I will leave first." ”

Sanjiangshui nodded.

The two left the pergola, Sanjiangshui was about to start busy with the things on the dock, and Li An left the dock and went straight to the north and south.

Although the license has not yet come down.

But the stall has already been done, so of course we must strike while the iron is hot and set up the stall first.

Wooden planks and other docks are readily available, but bicycles, waterproof canopies and some miscellaneous things still have to be bought.

Coming to the northbound again, Ang Lee was not in a hurry to buy things.

Instead, he looked down the street.

Although it is only eight o'clock now, as the largest entrepot trading house of Chinese merchants, the streets are already crowded with people, and the cries of vendors on both sides rise and fall with each other.

Skimming over the overwhelmed shops on both sides, Ang Lee stopped and finally stopped.

Looking at the newspaper file in the corner not far away, after thinking for a while, he still walked over.

At this time, there were many customers in front of the newsstand.

"Boss, a newspaper, and a tabloid."

"Four cents."

The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and speaking with a distinctly Teochew accent.

He quickly took the newspaper from the newsstand and handed it to the guest, took the coin handed by the guest, threw it in the cash box, and continued to look at the next guest.

"Here's a Dechen newspaper."

On the newsstands, all kinds of newspapers, tabloids, and books and periodicals reveal eye-catching headlines, neatly stacked in five rows.

In the cramped newspaper file, there are two young people, one helping to sell newspapers, and the other is sorting out newspapers and books.

When it was Ang Lee's turn, he took a random copy of the newspaper and handed the young man two cents.

Walk to the side and stop not far from the report.

He pretended to be nothing, looked at the newspaper, and occasionally looked at the sales of the newspaper out of the corner of his eye.

It took half an hour to grind, and Li An, who had finished reading the newspaper, also had some understanding of the sales of the newspaper.

Although I don't sell miscellaneous goods such as soda and cigarettes.

But in just half an hour, according to Ang Lee's observations, hundreds of newspapers and tabloids were sold.

Considering that the sales of morning newspapers are relatively good, it is roughly estimated that this single newspaper can sell thousands of newspapers a day.

Moreover, Ang Lee also found that compared with the sales of newspapers at the wharf, English-language business newspapers such as Dechen Bao and Maolai Bao in the north and south bound sold better.

For this kind of sales situation with a huge difference, Li An thought for a while.

However, when he saw the customers in front of the newsstand, who were dressed up and waiting to buy the newspaper, he suddenly understood a little.

Most of the customers on the dock are crew members, and everyone is interested in the news that has gimmicks.

Most of the people in the north and south are businessmen, bancassurance business personnel, and procurement, and the groups on both sides are different, and these people are more willing to read business newspapers than current affairs news.

Especially the English-language edition of the business newspaper.

After all, a lot of business information can be obtained from English-language newspapers these days.

Leaving the newspaper file around the corner, Ang Lee continued to walk forward.

He had another purpose than to buy things today.

For a rainy day!

The Triangle Wharf originally had four newspaper files, and there were many newsboys, plus the three newspaper files he opened, which was already the limit, and if it was opened again, it could only compete with the original stall owners of the wharf.

It doesn't make much sense.

Now there is no need to do things at the dock, Ang Lee naturally has to take advantage of his free time to inspect other stalls in advance.

And the north-south line, which has a large flow of people, is a good location.

It took nearly three hours to stop and go through the entire north-south trip.

Ang Lee finally stopped, breathed a sigh of relief, and knew what he knew.

Now that it was close to noon, the purpose of the investigation had been achieved, and Li An did not delay any longer, turned around and went straight to Tongchang Motorcycle, which had bought a bicycle before.

(End of chapter)