"How much money is left in the account?" Mo Li looked sideways at the accountant.
"Go back to Mr. Mo!" Mr. Accountant quickly pulled out a bag of abacus beads, "There are still 4.75 million taels of banknotes and cash in total!"
"How much annual fee did Fat Pig give to Captain Nancheng before?!"
"One hundred thousand taels of silver and some gifts!"
"Take out the five hundred thousand silver note and send it over quietly, saying that I will buy new clothes for the captain, and I will pay him a visit in person someday!"
Mr. Accountant did not dare to neglect, so he immediately sealed the banknote and took the boy to deliver it to the captain's house in Nancheng in person.
In the theater, only Mo Li and Xu Zixiao were left.
Mo Li led Xu Zixiao upstairs, "You were the one who killed that bald man, but I gave the Colosseum to Lin Niu. Do you feel unwilling to do so?!"
"Young Master said that whoever cuts off the bald man's head will give the Colosseum to him. You must keep your word, and Zi Xiao is not unwilling!" Xu Zixiao said calmly.
Turning around, he took out a packet from his sleeve and threw it into his hand. Xu Zixiao opened it in confusion and saw that inside the packet was the land deed and account book of Huaifeng House, the largest restaurant on Tianshui South Street.
"Young Master, you must not accept this Zi Xiao?!" Xu Zixiao hurriedly delivered the small bag to Mo Li.
"This time I was able to take down Tianshui Street in one night, you are the one who has the greatest credit, and you deserve this!" Mo Li walked to the study, sat down on the main seat that originally belonged to Fat Pig, and raised his hand to take the food from his face.
Put down the grimace mask.
Seeing her true appearance, Xu Zixiao was shocked.
He had seen her wearing a mask all the time before, and he had thought that he must have a reason, but he never asked, but he never expected that she would actually take off the mask in front of him.
Seeing what he was thinking, Mo Li raised his lips slightly, "From today on, you and I are brothers, and what's mine is yours. There's no need to be polite to me, Zixiao!"
These days, Mo Li has always been wary of brother Xu Zixiao.
After these days of contact, Mo Li took off his mask today, which represented his trust.
Realizing this meaning, Xu Zixiao's eyes flashed, and he immediately cupped his fists and saluted her, "Thank you, sir!"
Li Qiye put the mask back on his face, "The state has national laws, and every family has its own rules. Since we have occupied this Tianshui Street, we must also set some rules. I have already thought about some. Go get a pen and paper and write them down. If I
If there is anything that is not well thought out, let’s discuss it again!”
There is no rule without rules. If you want to achieve great things, you need a group of well-trained subordinates. These desperadoes can handle a simple gang fight, but if they want to reach a level that satisfies her, they are still far away.
After such a great victory, she was not surprised and could still calmly carry out the next plan. Listening to Mo Li's thoughts, Xu Zixiao's admiration for her increased even more. He immediately took a pen and paper and carefully discussed the help with her.
regulation.
After writing down the rules dictated by Mo Li, Xu Zixiao suddenly remembered something, "Sir, have you ever thought about the name of our gang?!"
"certainly!"
Mo Lixing went to the desk and took a brush from the pen holder, which was covered with cinnabar. After thinking for a while, he put pen to paper.
After three strokes and five strokes, a red rose appeared on the paper.
Throwing the pen covered in cinnabar in the pen sink, Mo Liju spoke proudly.
"This is our gang emblem, and our gang name is 'Blood Rose'. Anyone who dares to pick it will have their muscles broken and their blood bled!"
Xu Zixiao turned his eyes and saw that the ink on the white paper was not dry yet and was as rich as blood.