Uncle San is naturally the third uncle in Huo Qingsong's family, and his surname is Huo.

Next to him were the fourth and sixth uncles, both of whom were relatively young, rich and powerful figures in the Huo family.

If "Huo Qingsong" takes off with the light of "Xijiu", then they are making a living by the light of "Qingsong".

After all, Chen Xijiu and Huo Qingsong are still relatives, so they are separated from each other and have basically no feelings for each other.

However, they are the main force of Huo Qingsong's men!

After all, when doing things outside, you can trust "our own people", so the family and the same surname are of course the first.

Originally, the "Huo Family" was a village in the mainland, with a ancestral temple, a ancestral hall, and a family tree, with a total of thousands of people.

After Huo Qingsong came to Hong Kong to do the red oil business, he kept bringing people from the mainland, and gradually his subordinates gathered "young people" at Bailaihao.

You know, when there are too many people, the relationship will be complicated! It will be troublesome to manage it!

These young people from Bailai were divided into several rooms and several.

Huo Qingsong has a group of men, and there are also a group of men under the third, fourth and sixth uncles.

The more than a dozen people who died last time were all surnamed Huo, and they were all members of the tribe under Uncle San. Uncle San naturally had the greatest opinion. In addition, Uncle San's timid and cunning personality, he directly proposed to escape.

Huo Qingsong raised his eyebrows and said, "No! I want to raise 30 million to the diesel company! Continue to do business!"

Uncle San was shocked and immediately shouted: "Are you crazy! 30 million?"

"How much money has only been earned in so many years? My brothers below can get one point, do you have 30 million? Do I have 30 million?"

"Uncle Fourth! Uncle Six! Do you have 30 million?"

Uncle San spread his hands.

The fourth uncle and the sixth uncle looked embarrassed.

Huo Qingsong lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said, "I don't have 30 million, but we have definitely made more than 30 million in the past few years! I've taken you to make this money, and you don't support me."

Is it?"

Uncle San nodded and stopped talking.

The fourth uncle advised with some embarrassment: "Qingsong, we all understand what you mean."

"Business must be done. If we don't do it, we will have no food to eat. We are not afraid of death when we are outside, but we are afraid of death."

"What's more, you can't beat the Fuqing Gang if you raise money!"

"This money is wasted..."

Huo Qingsong still had a firm expression: "I can settle the Fuqing Gang!"

"I have five million. If you take your hometown as mortgage, you can withdraw 20 million from the meeting."

The meeting is a popular "private loan" in the mainland, Fujian and Guangdong, commonly known as "making meeting".

Most of the private treasurys formed by the same unit, fellow townsman, and relatives and friends are popular in coastal areas. As long as there are people who "enter the association", they can call for money from the association when they are alive, old, sick and dead, and their business turnover.

This money will be given to you with a benefit lower than usury and higher than bank loans.

Among them, small amounts of hundreds of thousands do not require collateral. You can borrow them by credit alone, while loans of millions of dollars require collateral to avoid "running away".

"Funds" are the way many coastal merchants start their own business, and it is also the last "funding database" of regional chambers of commerce. Of course, once the storm is storm, there will be tens of thousands of people, and the city will be in trouble.

Uncle Six continued, "Twenty-five million is not enough! Besides, the Hong Kong dollar is larger than the RMB, and there is an exchange rate in the middle."

"The large number of foreign exchange transfers are prohibited in China. We can only go to the black market, and the exchange rate will be higher."

At this time, Huo Qingsong's girlfriend walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit and placed the plate on the table: "Uncle Fourth and Uncle Six, eat some fruit."

She didn't call her third uncle at all.

The fourth and sixth uncles picked up the fruit and thanked him: "Thank you Wanwei."

Uncle San also knew to reach out to hold the fruit.

Wanwei wiped her palms and chuckled, "My daddy will make up for the remaining money?"

"Um?"

The fourth uncle and the sixth uncle were shocked.

Uncle San even shouted directly: "Wanwei! Is your dad crazy?"

"Didn't your dad object to you being with Qingsong?"

"Who said I was crazy!" At this time, a gentleman, tall man in a suit pushed open the door.

He looked at the scene inside, stepped forward and pulled out the knife on the table, and said, "Mr. Zhuang has already agreed to cover Qingsong! As long as Qingsong raises 30 million for the ghost guy in the diesel company! From now on, Hong Kong Island... Qingsong will be the only one

The king of oil!!!”

"Master Zhuang?" Uncle San and others swallowed their saliva. After their initial surprise, their eyes immediately turned lit.

They immediately knew the meaning of "Zhuang Ye" speaking, and also thought of "Chen Xijiu"'s concern, and knew that Huo Qingsong was relying on the big tree again and was going to be a big boss!

"Are you still objecting?" Huo Qingsong's father-in-law smiled.

Uncle San and others shook their heads: "We all support it!"

These people have good skills in changing their minds and will not stick to themselves at all.

Yes, their purpose is to make money. Since they have money to make money, it is worth following!

Wanwei's father reached out to Huo Qingsong's shoulder, hugged his son-in-law and said to the three of them: "Hey, please pay attention to the wording! I have never objected to Wanwei and Qingsong being together!"

"I just think that the love of young people takes time to temper it. That kind of love is fragrant..."

Wanwei's father smiled softly: "But Qingsong worked very hard, which has proved his love for Wanwei."

"I officially promised them to get married! He is also my only son-in-law whom I recognize!"

Wanwei's father patted Huo Qingsong on the shoulder and looked like he trusted and valued him very much.

He forgot at all how he looked down on the "mainland's "lao family" and "a gangster in the world"!

Huo Qingsong stared at the third uncle and others in front of him, raised his hand and raised his chest, with a confident expression.

He will be developed in the future!!!

...

“Time is fast.”

"It raised 30 million in just two days."

"Didn't you spend a penny?"

the next day.

noon.

It's been working days.

Zhuang Shikai took advantage of the lunch break and drove to a char siu restaurant in Mong Kok, sitting inside and chatting with Chen Xijiu.

Chen Xi's nine words have been transferred to the account for 30 million.

Zhuang Shikai was slightly surprised and asked.

Chen Xijiu used chopsticks to mix char siu rice, picked up a piece of char siu, and naturally replied briskly: "No!"

"These are all the money raised by Qingsong himself."

There was a serving of char siu rice in front of each of them.

They chatted while working out lunch.

Although char siu is cheaper and the store is relatively simple, it does not waste time and is very convenient...

What's more, this char siu restaurant is very famous.

Zhuang Shikai laughed and said, "Then he is quite rich."

"It's all Mr. Zhuang's care..." Chen Xijiu smiled modestly.

Zhuang Shikai ate char siu and said, "Okay! Naturally, the money will be paid, I will do what I should do..."

"But...you tell Huo Qingsong, don't forget to promise me..."

Chen Xijiu nodded: "I understand, if you can give it to him, you can take it back."

"You can still ask for interest." Mr. Zhuang added, took out a big brother, pulled out the antenna, and dialed out the phone.

And the interests he said, haha, obviously he was going to pay his life.

The phone on Zhuang Shikai's hand was connected.

"Mr. Zhuang."

"good afternoon."

The opposite side said respectfully.

Zhuang Shikai was wearing a suit, eating char siu with chopsticks in one hand and big brother in the other, which was a bit like the local boss in later movies.

Don’t get me wrong! “Garden boss” is an art processed product. There is no real “Garden” boss in the world! Only the boss!

Big boss!

Zhuang Shikai has become the most beautiful boy in the entire char siu restaurant just by hand. Other diners have to take a detour when they see it, let alone decorations like his watches...

You dare to say he is rustic?

Rich people in this world will never be rustic!

Sima Xiang opposite the phone.

He is currently responsible for the work of transferring interests around Mr. Zhuang.

Zhuang Shikai said, "I just made 30 million in the account. I will send my connections to the people of the diesel company. I will get all the share of the smuggled red oil! It's all!"

The transfer of interests also requires means.

Sima Xiang is very good at doing these things, and landlords will have a natural concealment effect. Using finance can leave no traces of everything, without realizing it.

"I understand, Zhuang Sheng." Sima Xiang answered very straightforwardly.

The diesel company's trading is very small, and there are a few main characters, what is the main relationship? Don't need Master Zhuang to come forward, as the landlord will do it by himself.

"Pu"

Zhuang Shikai hung up the phone.

Chen Xijiu raised his hand and called out to the counter: "Boss! Pay the bill!"

"Okay!" The boss walked out of the counter with his wallet, looking like he was busy collecting the bills.

Chen Xijiu took out a Taurus and put it on the table, and said in a very generous manner: "No need to look for it."

"Thank you, boss, I'll show it!" The owner of the char siu shop picked up the Hong Kong dollar, bowed repeatedly, and thanked loudly.

Zhuang Shikai walked out of the char siu shop with a toothpick in his arms, and Chen Xijiu was with him.

Zhuang Shikai was holding his teeth and said, "I have talked to the Lu family in the New Territories and the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce in advance."

"They are the bosses behind the New Territories An and the New Boxer Regiment."

"You go and fall in love with them yourself, and believe they won't make things difficult for you."

Chen Xijiu opened the car door for Zhuang Sir, held the door frame, nodded and replied: "I understand, Zhuang Sheng."

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyelids and looked at him: "You're welcome."

"Click!" Chen Xijiu closed the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and threw his car on the side of the road. Even if he copied the ticket for the traffic police, he had to drive back to the police station for Zhuang Sir.

The "New Boxer" and "New Territories An" are weaker than the Fuqing Gang.

Among the three gangs, the Fuqing Gang is the strongest, and there is no need to separate the New Boxer League and New Territories An. Both are failing clubs that work for the boss.

Such clubs often have only people and no territory, and they are doing very miserably.

What’s funny is that even the crowds are not too many!

Their lots are often located in the countryside suburbs, with a total of about a few hundred people in the entire club, and they are praised as "a thousand-person club" to the outside world. At most, they are bullied small characters like "Huo Qingsong".

They can’t afford to support themselves, they can only rely on the big boss to support them!

The big boss raises them as bodyguards, scares people, or does some dirty work, and basically no counterfeit.

There are at least hundreds of such clubs in Hong Kong, and there may have been a glorious history, but now they are collectively called "Sunset" clubs.

Once you leave the big boss, it will fall apart and no longer exist.

They are the dogs raised by the boss! They listen to the boss’s most!

Zhuang Shikai was too lazy to cause trouble for their clubs. He could solve all problems by just looking for their boss, and he didn't even have to shed a drop of blood.

The club in New Territories An is the Lu family of the New Territories, Lu Hantao's family, and Zhuang's indirect brother.

The New Boxer Association was the Huizhou Chamber of Commerce, and some mainland merchants who relied on the Patriot Chamber of Commerce to provide food, and they were also the indirect brothers of Zhuang Ye.

Oh shit!

Hong Kong Island is a per capita brother Zhuang!

In addition to the Fuqing Gang!

"Master Zhuang, what should I do if the Fuqing Gang do?" Chen Xijiu asked in a car.

The Fuqing Gang is the highlight.

Zhuang Shikai popped the toothpick out the window: "Just talk to them by my banner!"

“Isn’t this simple?”

Chen Xijiu grabbed the steering wheel and smiled: "It's really simple."

As for the people who are "Yaowen" in Fuqing Gang, the idea is actually correct. Normally, the protection period of "Huo Qingsong" has passed long ago.

Master Zhuang will have forgotten him long ago.

Unfortunately, they found out about the relationship between Huo Qingsong and Chen Xijiu.

And if you want to blame them, they will sell red oil abroad, with their eyes full of money! Give yourself a fair competition opportunity! Otherwise, Zhuang Shikai would still hope that they would engage in a price war with each other and finally sell it to them at a loss.

Mainland development.

This is true patriotism!

That night.
Chapter completed!