Xing Shaohui was extremely happy after selling over 100,000 yuan a week in a row. This time, he no longer wanted to add extra food, but directly invited them to a nearby restaurant for dinner. But while they were eating, a group of people suddenly poured in.
The leader had a unicorn tattooed on his arm. He put an iron rod on his shoulder, fired in a circle and then landed on Xing Shaohui, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses: "Are you Xing Shaohui?"
"yes."
"My boss wants to see you, come with us!"
Gong Qishui stopped in front and asked, "Who is your boss and what do you want to do?"
Qilin Man pushed Gong Qishui away roughly, walked up to Xing Shaohui and said, "Boss Xing, don't make a toast or eat as a penalty, otherwise don't blame brother for not having a good eye on the stick."
Xing Shaohui took out a wooden stick from his briefcase, pointed at the Qilin Man's head and showed a gentle smile: "Your iron rod doesn't have eyes, and neither does my little baby. Let's give it a try and see.
Whose baby is faster?"
The Kirin man's heart was filled with chills. Who on earth is this person? He actually carries a wooden warehouse with him.
But the boy next to him shouted: "Brother Qilin, this must be a toy wooden warehouse, let's not be frightened by him."
At this moment, Xing Shaohui moved toward the boy's knee. Then, the boy knelt on the ground in pain, and the blood on his knee fell.
Xing Shaohui blew at Mucangkou, then took out a thousand yuan from his briefcase with an apologetic look and said: "I'm sorry, there was an accident. But don't worry, I will pay for the medical expenses. Send him to the hospital now."
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Not to mention Qilin Man and his subordinates, even Gong Qishui and his son and apprentice were a little scared. Unexpectedly, the boss, who has always been mild-tempered, was not merciless at all.
The Kirin Man didn't even blink when he saw him hurting someone. He knew he was a ruthless person, so he took the other boys and set up Zhongmucang's people and left without even taking the money.
Xing Shaohui said to Gong Qishui and others: "There was a fire in my wooden warehouse. I have to go to the police station to report it. You guys eat slowly."
Gong Qishui stood up and said, "Mr. Xing, let me go with you!"
"good."
After the two left, the remaining people were afraid that Brother Qilin would come back, so they quickly packed up the dishes and took them home to eat. However, everyone had an idea in mind, and they should be more respectful to the boss in the future.
When he arrived at the police station, Gong Qishui found out that Xing Shaohui had a wood warehouse certificate. Moreover, he told the police that he was threatened by the gangs and panicked before he shot one of them.
Those who belong to gangs are one of the most disgusted groups by the police. Fortunately, in the past two years, great efforts have been made to rectify the situation. In the past few years, the leaders of those gangs have no longer paid attention to the police.
Hearing that he only hit the knee but did not kill anyone, the policeman first reported it to his superior, then filed a record and said to him: "We will follow up on this case, and we hope Mr. Xing will cooperate when the time comes."
Xing Shaohui nodded and said: "Sir, if you need anything, call me. I will come over at any time."
He is a good citizen who enforces the law, so he must cooperate with the police.
Gong Qishui was in a daze when he followed Xing Shaohui out. This was a Mucang crime, and it just passed by so lightly. If it had been them, they wouldn't have seen the sun outside for ten and a half days.
Xing Shaohui saw him in a daze and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Gong Qishui came back to his senses and asked curiously: "Mr. Xing, when did you apply for the wood warehouse certificate?"
Xing Shaohui said without changing his expression: "It's been more than ten years, but I just didn't need it before. Well, you should go home early! These people don't dare to disturb me in the short term. You and your son should be careful."
Gong Qishui brought his two sons with him before, but because he was worried about using dirty tricks on the family, he asked the younger son to follow his wife back to the countryside. The eldest son also has a talent for comics, so he took him with him to teach and learn at the same time.
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Gong Qishui hesitated and asked, "Mr. Xing, when will Miss Xing come to Hong Kong City?"
All the published comics have been written by him. Ordinary people may not be able to tell, but he is in this industry and it is clear that the two comics this month have changed people. Obviously, Anna Xing hired someone to write for her. But the other person is very good at drawing.
Qiang, the supporting characters were more beautiful than before, and the plot was also fascinating, so he didn't say much.
Xing Shaohui glanced at him, still with the gentle look on his face: "She is busy with her studies and has to draw comics every day, and it's hard to run back and forth, so she won't come here if nothing happens. Okay, it's getting late, go home quickly!"
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Gong Qishui didn't ask any more questions.
Bao Huamao was well-informed and soon learned about the matter. He asked Zhao Xiaorou: "Xing Shaohui and Xing Anna, what are the backgrounds of these two people?"
Zhao Xiaorou was choosing clothes. She was going out to eat with Bao Huamao, so she naturally had to choose beautiful clothes. When she heard this, she asked without looking back, "What's wrong?"
Seeing her like this, Bao Huamao felt that it was impossible to know anything, but once he opened his mouth, he had to make it clear: "Xing Shaohui not only applied for a wood warehouse license more than ten years ago, but he can also open wood without blinking."
He was injured by Cang. This man must be something serious."
Not only this method, but also it is not easy to hurt someone and still escape from the police station safely.
Zhao Xiaorou was a little surprised and said: "How could someone as gentle as Uncle Xing open a wooden warehouse and injure someone? Are you mistaken?"
Bao Huamao felt that he shouldn't ask, what could such a woman who only knows how to buy and buy every day know? "How could such a big thing go wrong? Okay, stop picking, this one on you is very beautiful."
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Zhao Xiaorou then took a water-red skirt and entered the cloakroom. When she walked inside, worry flashed across her face. The sales of Shaohua Comics Club are getting higher and higher, and it is said that it has now reached a daily sales of 100,000. A newspaper costs two yuan.
, that day was a profit of 200,000, and even half of the profit was an astonishing amount. Likewise, many magazines said that K was a genius cartoonist who could only be seen in a century, and every time a magazine mentioned K, it was accompanied by the words "Ling"
Beautiful photos.
Because of worry, Zhao Xiaorou called Xing Shaohui at the phone booth outside the next day: "Uncle Xing, I read in the newspaper and heard that someone from a gang wanted to arrest you yesterday. Is it true?"
This matter has been published in gossip magazines, but there is no mention of using a gun to injure anyone.
Xing Shaohui smiled and said, "They're just little guys, don't worry."
Zhao Xiaorou is not worried about these gang members, but Bao Huamao: "Uncle Xing, don't forget, you signed a contract with Bao Huamao. Now that the comic company is making money, do you think he will give up such a big piece of money?
Fatty? Uncle Xing, please don’t let Xiao Shao come to Hong Kong City anytime soon, it’s too dangerous.”
Xing Shaohui was not worried and said: "Don't worry, Bao Huamao doesn't dare to do anything to Xiao Shao. Bao Huamao doesn't have the final say in the Bao family."
Last month, their company's profit exceeded one million, and it is estimated that it will triple this month. Now the relevant departments will definitely protect Tian Shao, a baby boy. Even if he comes to Hong Kong City, he will take security measures. How can Bao Huamao be allowed to do so?
harmed.
Zhao Xiaorou was startled, then smiled when she understood what she meant. How could she forget that Tian Shao was not fighting alone.