"That old bastard Chai Qianqiu kept saying that the people who attacked our place were not his, and he refused to admit it. Xu Xu and I messed around with him for a while, but we had no choice but to come back. [y]" After hearing what Ye Huang said, the monk immediately ran
Enter the topic.
"There wasn't any conflict, right?"
"No, we also brought a guy with us. That old guy is also a ruthless person. There are ten people standing around, nine of them have May 4th Type in their hands, and one of them has a submachine gun. I don't know where he came from.
You did it." The monk was very cruel.
In the scene at that time, if he hadn't been fighting at the front and was sure to kill the old boy before the opponent shot, the monk would not have dared to stay there any longer.
"How much was lost?"
"Both streets are places in the Jiangbei area. They are downtown areas. The area in our university town is even more prosperous. Otherwise, Xu and I wouldn't want to let go."
"Brother, if Chai Qianqiu works on those two streets, he can make this amount in a year."
As he spoke, the monk raised one hand and shook it.
"Five million!" Fanzi shouted next to him.
"Bah! Fifty million! Five million, I don't have to fight with him!"
The monk was a little angry and said, the fighting and killing these days have already aroused the anger of the northwest men. If the other party hadn't had a gun in his hand today, he might have killed Chai Qianqiu directly.
"Fifty million, so much." Fanzi was frightened by the monk's words.
"Fanzi, you have just started in this business, so of course you don't know how much water there is in it."
"In an ordinary area, a RMB 1.8 million a year would be very good. But those two streets are the most prosperous places in Jiangbei District. Now we in Chongqing City are focusing on developing that area. The protection fee alone will not be enough in a year.
It’s worth five million. Plus other miscellaneous items, it’s about ten million.”
"That's less than fifteen million."
"Can you listen to me? The biggest problem in that place is not the protection fee, but white powder, ecstasy, methamphetamine, and selling sex. Do you understand?"
"Monk, brother is determined to stop these things." Upon hearing what the monk said, Zhong Fan said with a warning.
"I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you anxious? I'm talking about what will happen if that place gets into Chai Qianqiu's hands, and I didn't say it was us." The monk explained with a glare at Zhong Fan.
"Chai Qianqiu was doing drug trafficking and prostitution in Yucheng before the anti-crime storm. He is very familiar with these things, and he also has a way. If he really opens up those two streets, it is very likely that it will affect
It’s up to us, so we must not let him succeed in this matter.”
"The monk is right, he cannot succeed in this matter." Ye Huang nodded and stood up.
"Where's Xu Ke?"
"We went over there to see the situation. Our brother was injured a lot and was admitted to the hospital," the monk said.
"Let's go and take a look. By the way, let's see how powerful this scarred tiger is."
With his eyes narrowed, Ye Huang walked down the stairs.
What Ye Huang has always respected is that I will not offend others unless they offend me. Now that the other party has come to the door again, Ye Huang feels a little sorry for himself if he doesn't take action.
People always have to abide by principles!
"Fanzi, call Lao Xing and your brother Tianzi and ask them to go to Guanyin Bridge. The boss is going to kill someone." After shouting, the monk put down two bottles of wine and rushed out after him.
"Boss, do you want to bring someone with you?"
After walking out of the underworld, the monk asked.
"No, it's useless to bring more people. Let's just go and have a look." Shaking his head, Ye Huang motioned for the monk to get in the car, then started the car and headed towards Jiangbei District.
Jiangbei District used to be occupied by Wang Hu's Tiger Gang. Since they fell into the hands of Emperor Ye last time, this area has been under the control of the Yanhuang Society.
Until the last massacre, this area fell into a state of neglect. At this time, several small gangs temporarily occupied the area.
After Emperor Ye returned, the monk led people to reorganize Jiangbei District and regain control of it.
But only two of the most prosperous places have been controlled by Chai Qianqiu's people.
The leader was none other than Dao Scarhu and his group who occupied the Yanhuang Society last time.
Ye Huang's Bugatti Veyron drove to Guanyinqiao Pedestrian Street in Jiangbei District and immediately became the center of attention. Many people around him cast envious glances, and many even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.
Ye Huang didn't care much about this situation. Anyway, in a few days, when the Ye Group's company in Chongqing officially opens, he will be known to others.
Parking the car in front of Starbucks, Ye Huang walked out with the monk.
"Let's have a cup of coffee first and wait for the Emperor and his companions to arrive. Then we'll find a place to drink a couple of cups and wait until the crowd subsides before we move on."
"Okay!" Nodding, the monk said nothing more and followed Ye Huang into Starbucks.
The moment Starbucks entered China, it was defined as a gathering place with petty bourgeoisie.
Ye Huang naturally does not have such a petty bourgeois sentiment. For him, sitting here is just to wait for Xingtian and the others to come over.
But when Ye Huang sat down, Ye Huang's Bugatti Veyron parked outside became the target of these petty bourgeoisie in Starbucks. The women who were sitting there quietly acting as ladies rushed out one by one to take a group photo in front of the car.
Take a souvenir.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Ye could only sigh and shake his head.
Chinese people always like to learn some pretentious gestures to show how rested they are, but in fact they are just self-defeating. Not only have they not learned anything from the West, they have also lost their original temperament.
These people outside the house are more inferior than superior and more inferior than inferior. They are always in a mezzanine and unable to position themselves, so this kind of nondescript situation arises.
"Damn, this coffee is so bitter."
The monk who ordered a cup of unsweetened mocha almost spat out his mouth after taking a sip.
"Some people really like coffee, and some people are just pretending. There is no sugar in it. Just ask for some sugar and milk."
With that said, Ye Huang called the waiter and asked for double portions of sugar and milk to add to the coffee. The two of them drank it as if they were a bit out of touch with the people in the room.
Their appearance naturally aroused the strange looks of many people around them, and many women showed disdain, as if they were looking at country bumpkins.
For these women who had just run out to fight for photos with his car and almost didn't quarrel, Emperor Ye really had nothing to say to them. He just shook his head sadly for them and drank the coffee.
Then I asked for another pot and continued to add sugar and milk.
Under the same gaze as others, they continued to waste what they thought was the drink of God, waiting for the arrival of Lao Xing and the Emperor.
