"Very good." Qin Yi showed a satisfied smile, "Keep doing it, this is a rare good opportunity. It's rare to have a noble person to help you. If you can kill a few more opponents, just kill a few more."
"Okay, if you need anything, just tell me and I will give you my full support."
"That's it, bye."
Qin Yi put down the phone with a relaxed expression and looked up at the Eight-faced Buddha.
The Eight-faced Buddha asked nervously and expectantly: "How is it?"
"Half of the gangs in Bangkok." Qin Yi raised the wine glass, "It's already yours."
The Eight-faced Buddha was shocked at first, and then burst into ecstasy. After two seconds, he came to his senses and hurriedly grabbed the wine glass on the table in front of him.
Because I was so excited, my hand holding the wine glass was unsteady and the red wine spilled on my clothes.
But the Eight-faced Buddha didn't care at all about his gaffe.
He took over half of Bangkok with almost no effort.
Bangkok is the largest city in Siam, and its GDP accounts for nearly half of Siam's total economic output.
Taking Bangkok was equivalent to taking half of Siam, but taking only half now is already amazing.
Coupled with his original basic base in other regions, one-third of Siam has been purchased.
"Thank you very much for your support, Mr. Zhao. From now on, I, Wei Xingguang, will follow Mr. Zhao's lead." The Eight-faced Buddha began to show his loyalty by patting his chest, "Mr. Zhao's next words will be used without hesitation!"
Qin Yi clinked the cups with the Eight-faced Buddha and looked at him seriously, "Although everything has been smooth sailing recently, I still want to pour some cold water on you."
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The Eight-faced Buddha was shocked and said quickly: "Please give me Mr. Zhao's advice."
"As the old saying goes, anything as beautiful as the forest wind will destroy it." Qin Yi said calmly, "You have taken over half of Bangkok's underground world. It's time to stop."
"If you take one more step forward, you will die, do you understand?"
The Eight-faced Buddha was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly.
He still understands this. Bangkok is a place where good and bad people are mixed, and various forces are here to participate in the grand event and strive to work hard in Siam's largest city.
There are more than a hundred gangs here alone, and there are countless underground casinos, bars, nightclubs, and a one-stop shop for eating, drinking, and having fun.
These forces are intertwined in Bangkok and cannibalize each other. In addition to the intricate relationships behind them, the more important thing is that they are small and do not pose much of a threat.
As long as it doesn't cause too much trouble and supplies are delivered on time, the local government won't bother to care about these things.
In Siam, the largest one is the royal family, which uses power to control the military.
The military holds the barrel of the gun and relies on the royal family to endorse it.
Therefore, the most important person in Bangkok is the royal family, and the second most important person is the various military generals.
This time, we relied on wealthy people to contact General Chinda, a big ship, but this does not mean that the Eight-faced Buddha can swallow the entire Bangkok without restraint.
Because the above does not allow this situation to occur.
"Half Bangkok is enough to support someone to death." Qin Yi knocked on the table, "The cake is big enough. If it gets bigger, you won't be able to hold it."
"Making the cake is not the biggest problem now, but how to divide the cake is."
The Eight-faced Buddha immediately sat upright and said respectfully: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Zhao."
"Thirty-seven, give 70% to the superiors. The most important thing is to open up the relationship with the royal family and make good friends with the military forces." Qin Yi glanced at the Eight-faced Buddha, "Don't feel any pain, the money should be spent.
Can’t save.”
The Eight-faced Buddha felt pain in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face. He knew that what Mr. Zhao said was indeed the only feasible way.
It's just that 70% is too much, it's really too much.
Now I think he is the boss, but bosses are often empty-handed.
Every day when he opens his eyes, hundreds of people are waiting for him to take care of them. There are also all the gods above, and he doesn't dare to neglect any of them.
There were still a few more bites that ended up in his mouth.
It seems that the family has a great business, but in fact it is all superficial glory.
"Well, Mr. Zhao, should I prepare your share in advance?" the Eight-faced Buddha asked tentatively, "and then offer it to you over there?"
"No need." Qin Yi waved his hand generously, "I don't like the money, so I have no intention of making money from the poor."
"Then whose money do you earn?"
"Of course, whoever has the money gets it." Qin Yi smiled slightly, "So many rich people can't wait to give me money."
"High! Mr. Zhao is really tall!" the Eight-faced Buddha gave a thumbs up and said sincerely in admiration.
Anyway, there is no money to be flattered. Mr. Zhao is not only powerful but also broad-minded. He knows that it is not easy for him, so he is not willing to earn his money.
"Although I don't want your money, you can't withhold money from the royal family." Qin Yi suddenly glared at the Eight-faced Buddha, "You are guarding a gold mine now, don't be clever, otherwise they want to replace someone.
It’s such an easy thing, but I won’t be able to protect you when the time comes.”
"I understand, I understand! Don't worry, I will maintain the situation well." The Eight-faced Buddha immediately began to swear.
"You can get General Chinda a Golden Buddha on the Throne in the afternoon and send it directly to his home." Qin Yi warned carefully, "And get him a Rolls-Royce Phantom."
"Don't you know this? The kind where the Queen of Yu sits is used by the royal family!"
"I understand!" The Eight-faced Buddha nodded quickly, "I will definitely send it to you personally."
"For the royal family's butler, just give him a check and give him two houses. Don't give anything. A light gift is not appropriate and others may not like it. If the gift is expensive, it will be considered as overstepping. Giving money is the most appropriate thing.
"
"Mr. Zhao is still thoughtful!"
Hong Wen, who was sitting aside, saw Qin Yi chatting enthusiastically with the Eight-faced Buddha. He suddenly became anxious and didn't know how to get involved.
But Qin Yi quickly noticed him, "A Gang."
"Mr. Zhao, please give me your instructions." Hong Wengang quickly responded with a respectful expression.
"I've asked people to inquire about your organs, and I'll have some clues soon." Qin Yi glanced at Hong Wengang meaningfully, "But your body should still be able to last ten or eight years. You need to change it first."
, it’s better to wait and talk about it later.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Wait a minute?" Hong Wengang was a little surprised, "Mr. Zhao, do you have any explanation for this?"
"I'm asking you to wait just to see the progress in the laboratory. If possible, give priority to letting them use your cells to clone a heart." Qin Yi said calmly, "It's all experiments anyway, whoever uses it doesn't matter.
If the experiment is successful, you can be the first to replace it with a heart."
"It's better to have organs that are your own. Otherwise, the rejection reaction will weaken your physical condition. As your health gets worse, it's hard to say whether you can undergo a second surgery."
A surge of ecstasy surged through Hong Wengang's heart, almost causing him to pull away. Tears of excitement filled his eyes, "Mr. Zhao... you... me."
"Don't say anything else." Qin Yi waved his hand, "We are all doing business together. You are all my right-hand men and have helped me a lot. I can't treat you badly. I will give you more advice within my scope of authority.
Welfare should also be provided.”
"I hope that everyone will work together to make our business bigger and stronger in the future."
"I came to Siam for three things, make money! Make money! Make money!" Qin Yi glanced at the two of them, "No one can let me down at the critical moment!"
The Eight-faced Buddha and Hong Wengang stood up immediately and said respectfully: "I am willing to do my best for Mr. Zhao!"
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In the hotel lobby.
Several young people in simple clothes were sitting on the sofa, looking around curiously at the luxurious decorations, with somewhat reserved expressions.
The waiter placed plates of exquisite snacks on the table in front of them and said with a smile, "Take it easy."
A young man was attracted by the waiter's beauty. He smiled in front of him and was in a daze. He was speechless for a while.
The girl sitting next to him didn't care, grabbed the snack, stuffed it into her mouth, and ate it hungrily.
Several teenagers nearby looked at the snacks and swallowed their saliva, but did not dare to take action.
The oldest young man patted the boy who was still in a daze and said, "Azhi, what are you looking at?"
At the same time, he took a drink and handed it to the girl who was choking and rolled her eyes, and said kindly: "Asi, eat slowly, these are all yours."
Ah Si picked up the plate and pushed it in front of the young man, and said crisply: "Brother, you eat too."
The young man smiled slightly, picked up a few snacks and gave them to others, "You guys eat, brother doesn't like snacks."
Wu Xiuqing slowly walked up to several people with a document under her arm, looked them over and asked, "Who is Tian Yangsheng?"
The young man stood up and said, "I am."
"Come with me." Wu Xiuqing turned around and left.
"You guys wait for me here, I'll be back in a minute."
Tian Yangsheng straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and followed quickly.
Take the elevator to the top floor of the hotel.
Tian Yangsheng walked into the luxurious and spacious presidential suite. Looking at the luxurious interior and neat and bright furniture, he felt a little nervous for a moment.
Soon, he saw a handsome and tall young man walking in.
He has a strong body, a vague beast-like temperament in his movements, and his muscles full of explosive power cannot be hidden under his thin shirt.
Tian Yangsheng took a breath of air, and his first reaction was that this was a master.
A casual glance revealed a cold murderous look in his eyes. It was obvious that only a murderous master could have such a look.
It seems that this big man is not simple.
Qin Yi saw Tian Yangsheng looking at him constantly, and smiled, "Sit down."
"Thank you, sir."
Tian Yangsheng politely thanked her and sat down on the sofa carefully.
Qin Yi suddenly found it interesting when he looked at Tian Yangsheng, who was extremely reserved at this time. He was different from the rebellious, arrogant and cold person he had imagined.
Tian Yangsheng, who comes from a lower class background, is in awe of the power and money in this environment, so he is cautious in everything, but there is still a trace of inferiority and disdain in his eyes.
He is trying hard not to show his inferiority side.
"Tian Yangsheng..." Qin Yi looked at the files in his hand, "You are only 19 this year."
"I have been doing this since I was 12 years old and have done it many times." Tian Yangsheng said immediately, "You can give me any tasks you have."
"How much money have you made in this business?"
"This is confidential. Sorry, I can't say it." Tian Yangsheng hesitated, "But if you think our quotation is too high, we can discuss it again."
Qin Yi closed the file directly and smiled slightly, "Ah Sheng, that's not how business is discussed. You've just missed the mark. If someone else had done it, they would have cut off half of your money."
Tian Yangsheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if something had been revealed to him.
However, he quickly calmed down and said, "They are all here to make a living. I don't think the boss is so stingy."
"Then let's see if you're worth the price." Qin Yi threw a ball of black stuff and hit it.
The lump of stuff went straight to Tian Yangsheng's face with the sound of howling wind. He subconsciously turned his body slightly to one side and raised his hand to catch it.
The huge impact caused some pain in his palms. When he looked carefully, he saw that it was a bundle of large-denomination U.S. bills, roughly estimated to be about 100,000.
"He is a man who can be made." Qin Yi said with a smile, "Fuck with me from now on."
Tian Yangsheng was slightly startled and looked at Qin Yi with some confusion.
"You brothers and sisters are still too young. Let's talk about it in a few years." Qin Yi looked at Tian Yangsheng and said, "You guys can't afford to touch the people I want to kill."
"Whether you can afford to touch it or not, you'd better know if you touch it." Tian Yangsheng said a little unconvinced.
"Have you ever heard of Marin?" Qin Yi said calmly, "Can you handle it?"
Tian Yangsheng was stunned for a moment, hesitated, and then gritted his teeth and said, "If you add another hundred thousand, I'll go fuck him."
"I asked you to do things for me, not to die." Qin Yi laughed, took out a bag and threw it in front of Tian Yangsheng, "Here is one million dollars, call in more people.
"
Tian Yangsheng looked at the heavy bag of money and was a little confused. He looked at Qin Yi in surprise, "Boss?"
"Ma Lin has more than 2,000 men under his command, and you seven can't do much for him." Qin Yi snorted coldly, "Call all the ruthless people you know over here, and tell them to hang out with me if they want to get rich."
The more people, the better, do you understand?"
"I understand!" Tian Yangsheng swallowed his saliva and nodded.
"Just tell me what you need. We can't get tanks or planes. We have enough machine guns, grenades, rockets, and mortar tubes." Qin Yi said fiercely, "Tell Marin to wash his neck and wait for death."
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Hong Wengang walked slowly through the gloomy corridor on crutches. The iron doors of the prison cells on both sides were full of traces of rust, and from time to time, various howls of prisoners could be heard from inside.
After passing through the iron doors and walking into the innermost room, the light suddenly became brighter.
This prison warehouse was renovated and specially prepared to receive guests. It is filled with various luxurious furnishings.
His younger brother Hong Wenbiao and several of his men were sitting on the leather sofa, playing cards loudly and drinking red wine.
Hong Wengang walked over with a gloomy expression and stared at them coldly.
Several of his men stopped talking, stood up slowly, and greeted them cautiously.
"boss!"
"Mr. Hong!"
Hong Wenbiao took a sip of wine and said, "Brother, you are back."
Hong Wengang grabbed the wine bottle from his brother's hand and threw it to the ground, "Drink! Drink! I drink all day long! I don't do anything serious at all!"
"Hey, what are you doing?" Hong Wenbiao was a little dissatisfied, "Don't take it out on me if you're angry."
"You always talk about doing business, but now there is no business to do!"
"That guy surnamed Zhao hangs out with the Eight-faced Buddha every day, how can he even take notice of us!"
"Shut up!" Hong Wengang was so angry that he waved his cane and hit Hong Wenbiao hard on the head.
"Is that what you can say, Mr. Zhao? Do you not want to live anymore?"
Hong Wenbiao turned to look at his subordinates and scolded: "You and the rest of you, why are you in such a daze? Why don't you go out and do things!"
Several of his men lowered their heads and ran out quickly.
Hong Wenbiao jumped up angrily, "Why are you so crazy!"
"Shut up!" Hong Wengang yelled, "Are you trying to piss me off to death?"
Hong Wenbiao looked ugly and closed his mouth, a little unconvinced.
"Just do whatever Mr. Zhao asks you to do. Don't complain to me, otherwise I won't be able to protect you!" Hong Wengang grabbed his brother's neck and said fiercely, "Do you understand?"
"understood."
"If you understand, just do it!" Hong Wengang said coldly, "I have taken care of all the organ donors, and there can be no problems with any of them. This is what Mr. Zhao specifically told me!"
Hong Wenbiao walked out with a gloomy face.
Hong Wengang slumped down on the sofa with a dejected expression and sighed heavily.