The moment he opened the KTV door, Ding Qing's voice rang out.
Lin Wei frowned subconsciously. The deafening music accompaniment in his ears made his hearing, which is sharper than ordinary people, a little uncomfortable. But soon, he adapted and smiled: "Brother!"
There are not many people in the KTV.
Apart from Ding Qing and Li Zicheng, there is only one familiar face that he has seen in the game hall many times. Lin Wei has not been with Beidamen for a long time. In fact, there are many people he only knows by face to face, and even communicates with each other.
There are no names.
The familiar face looked to be less than thirty years old. He had a short haircut and although his appearance was ordinary, he looked very friendly. When he saw Lin Wei looking at him, he even took the initiative to smile.
"Come quickly!" Ding Qing waved his hand and shouted at the door: "Hey, where is the girl?"
Lin Wei sat down with a smile, and Ding Qing took the initiative to pick up the beer bottle. Lin Wei hurriedly chose a relatively clean cup and raised it with both hands.
Ding Qing filled up the beer with a bright smile - he was now wearing a gray suit, and the shirt inside was still colorful, but compared to the little gangster before, he finally had some shadow of the second-in-command of the Kinmen Group in the future.
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Li Zicheng was just like Lin Wei, wearing ordinary clothes. When he saw Lin Wei, he raised his glass and said hello.
Lin Wei was keenly aware that he seemed to have become more serious - since the two meetings after the Inchon Port incident, he had never seen Li Zicheng smile as brightly as before.
"Lin Wei, I haven't let you have a good chat with Ren Momo yet, have you? Say hello, this is an old man who has been with me for a long time."
Lin Wei obeyed Ding Qing's words, raised his wine glass, and smiled at Ren Jiamian: "Brother Ren, everyone was busy before and I haven't had time to say hello to you yet."
"Hey Yigu! Don't be like this. No one in the gang knows your name, Lin Wei. We can sit here and drink thanks to you working hard to take down the Nanmen Sect."
Ren Jiamian was smiling and showing no airs, but Ding Qing hated politeness the most. He had a prodigal and unruly nature in his heart, and he felt disgusted when he saw such polite scenes.
"Ah Yixi, drink!" Ding Qing chose to raise his glass.
The other three people all raised their wine glasses, and Ren Jianmo said various toasts very tactfully: "For tomorrow!"
"For Brother Ding!"
“For the North Gate”
Lin Wei saw that he took the initiative to liven up the atmosphere, so he consciously cooperated, and soon the place became heated.
A row of eight girls walked in from the KTV gate, all wearing heavy makeup, revealing clothes, good figures and charming smiles.
Ding Qing waved his hand and told them all to stay, and the group of girls joined in, consciously surrounding the men from left to right.
The place became even more noisy. Beers were packed in boxes, with full bottles coming in and empty bottles coming out. In just over an hour, four people, including the taciturn Li Zicheng, seemed to be a little drunk.
Ding Qing held the beautiful girl's hand in his arms and winked at Lin Wei with a lewd smile: "Ah, how are you doing?"
"It's not bad." Lin Wei seemed to be a veteran. He naturally leaned on the girls and laughed with them. It was very natural.
"Hahahaha." Ding Qing laughed suddenly.
Not only did his laughter show no tendency to slow down, but it became happier as he laughed. Looking around, he stood up suddenly, put his foot on the table, and waved to the distance: "Xiba, sing! Sing together!"
Model Ren was the quickest to react. He brought the microphone without saying a word, and proactively ordered a few songs that Ding Qing liked. He jumped up and down to the beat to warm up Ding Qing, who was a little out of tune.
The girls also looked like they had seen the superstar, cheering and applauding, and dancing to the music to their heart's content.
Lin Wei smiled and followed the drum beat, but when the woman next to him deliberately twisted around in front of him, he pushed her aside.
The woman turned back in shock, only to see his calm eyes. She was half awake from the wine. After a brief moment of daze, she started cheering for Ding Qing more enthusiastically, but she didn't dare to lean against him casually.
Lin Wei felt a lot more comfortable because of this - he really didn't like these women. They didn't even look like Cui Minshu, which made him completely uninterested.
But the young man's body still made him uncomfortable when he was rubbed here and there.
Ah Yixi.
Now that the house is rented, do you want Cui Minshu to move in with you?
He was a little distracted.
By the time he came to his senses, Ding Qing had already sang to his heart's content. He held the microphone high and shouted loudly: "Xiba! From today on, we have the final say in Xiba North Gate Market! Damn!"
Ding Qing threw the microphone away, rubbed his cheek vigorously with his hand, and waved it casually, and Ren Model immediately turned off the music.
The place suddenly became quiet.
The girls sat back politely, while Ding Qing lit a cigarette, sat on the sofa, and his expression quickly calmed down.
"Lin Wei, which one do you think is better, this KTV or that massage parlor?"
Before Lin Wei spoke, he suddenly thought of something. He stopped talking, considered for a moment, and said softly: "What are you asking about?"
Ding Qing laughed.
He pointed at Lin Wei with his finger: "Xiba wolf cub, you have a really good brain."
"Yeah, which one do you want?" Ding Qing looked directly at Ren Jianmo.
Ren Momo hesitated for a moment, then looked at Lin Wei and laughed: "Let Lin Wei choose first. It's all thanks to him this time."
"Brother, I can do it." Lin Wei pushed back with a Tai Chi, but after these words, he showed his confidence: "No matter which store it is, I can do it."
"Axi, this kid's confidence is really enviable. Zicheng, what do you think?" Ding Qing smiled and patted Li Zicheng, who had not spoken for a long time.
Li Zicheng raised his head from the woman, as if he was about to fall asleep: "This guy is really capable."
"Let me get it straight first." Ding Qing exhaled a puff of smoke and crossed his legs: "For now, the income of the KTV is double that of the massage parlor. Xiao Lin, you have to calculate this account clearly.
A box of this Xiba garbage beer can earn more than 40,000 yuan, and with these beauties, we can earn 60,000 yuan an hour. Do you know how many boxes there are here? Do you know how much each box can earn per hour?
Money?”
Ding Qing said in a gritted tone: "The most money this KTV, Xiba, can make in one night is his three million or five million!"
Lin Wei was actually a little surprised, but Ding Qing just raised the beer bottle and said bitterly: "Xiba bastard!"
Perhaps thinking of his previous poverty, he turned to look at Li Zicheng: "Ah, Zicheng, tell me, how many mobile phones can the money earned by Xiba KTV in one night buy you?"
"Brother, five million can buy that female director." Li Zicheng seemed to have thought of something. Although he was joking in his words, his expression was actually a little cold.
It is hard to imagine that Li Zicheng and Lin Wei purchased a mobile phone together some time ago.
Of course, Lin Wei believed that Li Zicheng actually did this on purpose.
Ding Qing let out a cold laugh, raised the beer bottle and took a few sips, then put the beer bottle down and said, "That massage parlor is a bit bad."
"There are only eight technicians in total. Each technician only earns hundreds of thousands to over two hundred thousand an hour. However, there are not many customers, and the minimum consumption is generally about one million a night. When there are many, it is
Just three million."
Lin Wei asked: "Is it income or sales?"
"Income." Ding Qing emphasized his tone.
What a huge profit.
Gangsters do not follow rules when doing business. In fact, the reason why Princess Jin KTV or Wen Wen Xiang can achieve this kind of turnover is not at all because of how well they do it, but because of their monopoly.
No second shop of the same type is allowed to appear on the entire street.
Many KTVs or massage parlors in the entire Bukdaemun market will never be able to open unless they pay money to gangs.
In the past, none of this money fell into Ding Qing's hands.
In the original structure of the entire Beidamen Sect, Ding Qing's position was even at the fourth or even fifth position, and the division of power and strength were completely unequal.
Whether in terms of ability or contribution, Ding Qing can definitely be regarded as the second-in-command of the gang, but it just doesn't matter that Cheng Longjun is an old man himself, and he pays special attention to human relationships.
There is only so much money, the boss will earn half, and the rest will be passed down to the second-in-command, and the second-in-command will get half, and the third-in-command will get only ten or twenty million a month. How much are they willing to give Ding Qing?
It can be seen from Li Zicheng's condition that even though he is Ding Qing's deputy, it is difficult to buy a mobile phone - it is not that Li Zicheng is really that poor, but that he cannot use his money for himself.
Raising a younger brother costs money.
Take Lin Wei as an example. Li Zicheng first met him, and after leaving the KTV, he handed him 100,000 yuan in pocket money.
Strictly speaking, Lin Wei is not his younger brother, but Ding Qing's direct younger brother.
How much money does Li Zicheng need to pay his own people?
If nothing else, at least make sure everyone has enough to eat, right?
Ding Qing's money can only give so much to Li Zicheng, and Li Zicheng has never been stingy with money in order to maintain his own fighting power. In the end, he was left with nothing from his pockets - of course, it cannot be ruled out that this is the person Li Zicheng deliberately shaped.
set up.
This is also the reason why Li Zicheng has a high reputation within the gang now.
Being a gangster is also a skill.
Lin Wei pondered and thought, but on his face he just said: "Brother, I can do whatever I want."
"Oh?" Ding Qing laughed: "Really?"
Lin Wei nodded.
He is indeed very confident. Whether it is a KTV or something else, as long as there is a store for him to display his skills, he will be sure to use his future vision far beyond the present to make this business better.
Ding Qing took a puff of cigarette, exhaled for a long time, and finally said directly: "I will give you a massage shop. There is no rent in that shop. Just give me at least 10 million per month. Can you do it?"
Lin Wei almost did not hesitate: "Brother! I can do it."
Ding Qing laughed and leaned on the woman next to him: "Don't regret it, that shabby shop doesn't make much money."
"Brother, don't worry." Lin Wei said confidently: "I won't let you down."
But after a moment of pause, a smile bloomed on his face: "But, brother, you have to invest some money first and let me renovate the store."