John Hong and Shi Zhijian found seats in the store and sat down.
It was already dinner time, and there were already seven or eight diners in the store, almost all of whom were Chinese. They seemed to be regular customers here. Some of them even poured tea and water by themselves without having to be greeted by the waiter at all.
Hong John poured a cup of buckwheat tea for Shi Zhijian and said: "I can tell by your appearance that you are a rich young man. You must have eaten enough fish and meat. You must have eaten enough bird's nests and shark's fins. It would be good to try this snake soup! Especially in a humid place like London.
If it’s foggy, eating snake soup can help you heal your body!”
The boss over there went to kill the fat dragon for Shi Zhijian and the others, and got a snake gallbladder and brought it over. Hong John gave it to Shi Zhijian and said, "This thing needs to be swallowed while it's hot. The fishy smell will be stronger if it's later!"
Shi Zhijian shook his head, he couldn't handle it.
John Hong laughed and said, "Watch it!"
He stretched out his hand to pinch the bloody snake gallbladder, raised his head, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a movement of his throat!
"Young Master Hong is sharp!" the shop owner applauded.
The seven or eight diners nearby couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Young Master Hong is really awesome if you swallow such a big piece of snake bile in one go!"
The snake gallbladder and snake blood in this kind of snake soup shop are treasures, and many customers come here just to "eat the snake gallbladder raw".
Shi Zhijian couldn't bear it, so he had no choice but to applaud along with everyone.
At this moment, someone said in jerky Cantonese: "Master Hong? You don't help your club take care of business, but you are here to act like swallowing snake gallbladder. According to your Hong Kong people, how do you say that? You are throwing yourself on the street.
La!"
"Who dares to insult us, Young Master Hong, like this?"
"Stand up if you are brave enough!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a white police detective in uniform walking in with two men from outside in a swaggering manner.
"Wow, it's Charlemagne the Vampire!"
"Why is it him?"
The people around him were frightened when they saw this person, with fear on their faces.
Hong John's face became very ugly when he saw the person coming.
Charlemagne was tall and thin, with a pale face, and he really looked like a "vampire" in Hollywood movies.
The two policemen following him, one black and one white, also looked arrogant and did not take the Chinese people at the scene seriously.
At this moment, Charlemagne looked around arrogantly and asked: "Who just asked me to stand up?"
The diners were immediately silent, and one of them even took a step back in fright.
Charlemagne smiled and walked towards the man with two of his men.
The man was thin, a full head shorter than Charlemagne. Charlemagne had his hands stuck on the policeman's belt and looked down at him, "Is it you?"
The man was so frightened that his forehead was sweating. Before he could speak, he slapped him! Charlemagne slapped him, "I asked if it was you?"
Just as the man was about to speak, Charlemagne slapped him again with his backhand, bang!
The person who was hit directly had bleeding from the corner of his mouth!
John Hong couldn't stand it anymore, "Stop! Charlemagne, aren't you looking for me? Don't embarrass him!"
Charlemagne smiled, then took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, turned away and said contemptuously: "Since you know I'm looking for you, don't talk to me so loudly! Although I don't speak Cantonese well, I can still listen.
Understand!"
While talking, Charlemagne stretched out his legs and hooked a chair under his buttocks, sat down in a grand manner, stared at John Hong with his green eyes and said: "Now, let's have a good talk!"
"What are you talking about?" John Hong took a deep breath and asked.
Charlemagne shrugged: "Pretending to be confused? Aren't you in charge of the Chaozhou Gang now? I heard that you are now leading the street gang to become a serious business, so stop occupying the latrine! Put your Chaozhou Gang in charge before
Give us half of the gambling stalls, dance halls, and nightclubs! How about it, can you?"
"This is not something I can decide. I have to ask the elders!"
"Hahaha!" Charlemagne laughed, "Did I hear correctly? You, the leader of the Chaozhou Gang, are not a member of the family! In this case, what else can I negotiate with you?! Come on, arrest John Hong.
The charge is drug-related! As for drugs, we can wait until we get back to the police station!"
"Okay, sir!" The white policeman and black policeman who came with Charlemagne smiled sinisterly and prepared to step forward.
"You can't do this!" John Hong said angrily.
"Yeah, how can you arrest people at will? Are police officers so great?" the shop owner couldn't help but said.
"Shut up!" Charlemagne suddenly drew his gun and pointed it at the shop owner!
The store owner was shocked.
Everyone else was also stunned.
Charlemagne held the pistol arrogantly, looked sideways at the shop owner, and said in Cantonese: "Tell me, say one more word?!"
The shop owner was frightened, his face turned pale, and he did not dare to say a word.
Charlemagne slowly pointed the gun at his head: "Damn Chinese! Do you know, if I shoot you with one shot, it will be as easy as killing a pig!"
"No, don't!" The store owner took a step back, a little scared.
Just when the situation was extremely tense, suddenly, bang bang bang, someone applauded!
The oppressive atmosphere was broken by the applause.
Charlemagne and his men followed the sound of applause.
Hong John and others couldn't help but look.
But I saw Shi Zhijian, dressed in white, smiling and applauding: "Sharp! Wonderful! Such a British style! I thought only the Hong Kong police were dark enough, but I didn't expect it was the same in London!"
"Ah Jian, don't talk nonsense..." John Hong quickly stopped Shi Zhijian to prevent him from getting angry.
In front of the ghost police detective Charlemagne, even he, a respectable leader of the Chaozhou gang, had to suffer humiliation, let alone a young man who had just come to the UK from Hong Kong?!
Charlemagne thought it was someone who was so bold, but he didn't expect it to be a very handsome Chinese young man. He couldn't help laughing and pointed a gun at Shi Zhijian's head: "I didn't expect that some of you Chinese are really not afraid of death!
Then I’ll help you—!”
Before Charlemagne could finish his words——
"How many bullets do you have in your gun? Five or six? Bring your men with you. How many bullets are there in total? Even thirty! Then do you know this is Chinatown and how many Chinese are there in Chinatown?" Shi Zhijian
Not afraid of Charlemagne at all, she walked towards him step by step, looking at him closely, "You know what I said - tens of thousands!"
Charlemagne's eyes flickered a few times. For the first time, he felt that terrifying and huge aura from a Chinese!
"Then do you know how many 'family members' there are among these tens of thousands of people? Thousands!" Every time Shi Zhijian said a word, he took a step forward, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
"Perhaps you will say that these people have no courage, no one dares to stop you, no one dares to resist! Then do you know what is called integrity and what is called sharing the same hatred with the enemy?"
Shi Zhijian took another step forward.
Charlemagne actually took a step back.
Shi Zhijian pointed outside and said: "Did you see that there are so many people outside watching, but you shoot! Let's see if it's you white people who are desperate, or us Chinese!"
Charlemagne looked outside and sure enough, a lot of people had already gathered!
These people were all pointing in this direction, and it looked like things were about to get serious.
The black policeman who came with Charlemagne came over and said to Charlemagne: "Officer, why don't you withdraw first! This will cause trouble!"
Charlemagne's expression changed, and then he pointed at Shi Zhijian: "Well done to you, I will remember you! Let's go!"
After putting down his harsh words, Charlemagne led his men and left the Snake Soup Shop.
Shi Zhijian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them leaving.
Everyone around him suddenly applauded him, their eyes full of admiration.
In a foreign country, living under the influence of others, being bullied and afraid to resist! Societies like the Chaozhou Gang also have to be respectful to those ghost guys.
Shi Zhijian's behavior made them know what blood is and what integrity is!
At this moment, many Chinese revere Shi Zhijian as a national hero!
John Hong looked at Shi Zhijian in disbelief. He always thought that Shi Zhijian was a rich man, but he didn't expect him to be so brave!
"Ajian, you are so sharp! How did you do it just now? Not even afraid of that ghost guy Charlemagne?" Hong John couldn't help but ask.
Shi Zhijian sat down again, "Actually, it's nothing! Aren't you afraid of him just because he has a gun in his hand? Aren't you afraid of him shooting?"
"Yeah, aren't you afraid?"
"What am I afraid of? Didn't you see that his pistol didn't have the safety on?"
"Well?"
"That means he didn't dare to actually shoot from the beginning to the end! He was scaring us!" Shi Zhijian said as he took a sip of buckwheat tea.
John Hong was stunned.
The shop owner, who was almost scared to piss just now, was even more confused.
As the saying goes: "Those who are in authority are confused, and those who are on the lookout will understand clearly!"
Shi Zhijian himself was good at observation. He had already seen through the mind of "Vampire" Charlemagne from beginning to end. He knew that he was doing this to scare John Hong and the others. He didn't even open the safety of the pistol, and he was talking nonsense!
"But I'm very curious, how could you, the dignified young man of the Chaozhou Gang, be so cruelly manipulated by a ghost policeman?" Shi Zhijian asked, holding tea in his hands.
John Hong smiled bitterly and said: "Do you think our Chaozhou Gang is the biggest in Chinatown? There are also Vietnamese gangs and Japanese gangs, they are all very powerful! Especially the Japanese gang has recently become very close to the Gui Lao police station, and the black and white gangs collude to destroy us Chaozhou gangs.
Help us drive out of Chinatown! I was not afraid just now, I was bearing the humiliation!"
"Also, you should have heard Mr. Xu say that I graduated from Jian Da University! I am a top student, but because of my family business, I can only be trapped in Chinatown!" John Hong continued with a wry smile, "Sometimes I
I don’t even know whether it is wrong or right to inherit my business! But if I don’t do this, what will happen to those people in Chaozhou? Old ones, young ones, if I don’t take them to get food, they will all starve to death!”
Immediately afterwards, John Hong poured out his bitter words to Shi Zhijian, mostly talking about the current situation in Chinatown and his own frustrations.
Through John Hong's narration, Shi Zhijian also learned some about the situation in Chinatown, which is roughly the "Three Kingdoms", Chaozhou Gang, Vietnamese Gang and Japanese Gang. Among them, the Vietnamese Gang is the most ruthless and the Japanese Gang is the most cunning! These two gangs are worse than Gui Lao.
The museum has a lot of business dealings, to be precise, it is money-making business in pornography, gambling and drugs.
In contrast, although the Chaozhou Gang used to do this kind of business, since Hong John inherited the Chaozhou Gang's business, they have changed some side businesses into serious businesses, and they are not involved in pornography, gambling and drugs to make quick money.
Since then, it has greatly affected the vested interests of the ghost police, represented by the vampire Charlemagne, who often comes to find trouble, trying to annex the Chaozhou Gang or drive them out of Chinatown.
After listening to Hong John's words, Shi Zhijian couldn't give him any good advice for a while.
To be honest, he came to London this time to study abroad and to make money, not to deal with club disputes.
So in the end Shi Zhijian could only comfort John Hung with a few words, saying that the British legal system can still be trusted, at least it is not as bad as Hong Kong.
Hong John had been staying here and was depressed. It was rare to meet a high-level person with whom he could have a heart-to-heart talk. He immediately poured out his bitterness. In the end, he drank too much, put his arms around Shi Zhijian's neck and said: "Since you and Third Young Master are friends, and
Third Young Master and I are life-and-death friends, so we will be good brothers from now on!"
Before Shi Zhijian could speak, John Hong solemnly said: "How do we Chaozhou people say that? Well, I only say it to you, one generation, two brothers!"
…
In the next few days, Shi Zhijian and others settled down in the small villa arranged by John Hong.
Not to mention, Chinatown is indeed the best place for Chinese people to live when they come to London. Whether it is eating, drinking or living, it is basically the same as in Hong Kong.
If Shi Zhijian is allowed to eat hamburgers all day long, he may not be able to stand up to eating sandwiches.
During this period, Shi Zhijian began a money-making plan, instructing Yan Xiong and Ax Jun to go to the auction and win down the coal mines and natural gas companies that were put up for public auction no matter what!
There is still one month left until October 28th. When the British Parliament votes and announces that the UK will officially join the European Community in the future, then all these abandoned bankrupt companies will turn into gold mines!
As for the source of funds for the auction, Shi Zhijian discussed it in advance with Shen Bi, the senior manager of HSBC Bank, who is in charge of the HKD 2.5 billion investment fund, and Saipan, the boss of Standard Chartered Bank, and asked them to come up with 1 billion for emergencies.
In fact, one billion Hong Kong dollars is about 100 million pounds, which is not too much for Shi Zhijian! If possible, he even wanted to invest all the money in it and gamble! But unfortunately, other funds were invested in the London stock market.
No extra money!
How did Shi Zhijian know that 100 million pounds, which in his eyes was not much, was enough to scare many people to death?
After settling these matters, Shi Zhijian began to work on his niece's enrollment.
For the sake of convenience, Shi Zhijian directly purchased a second-hand Ford car, took the certification documents that John Hong helped to obtain, and a series of other procedures, and drove Baoer to the aristocratic school.
That school is located near Cambridge County and is affiliated with the University of Cambridge. It is known as "Little Cambridge". To put it bluntly, it is a private college built by wealthy people with the name of Cambridge. In the future, students here can easily advance to prestigious schools.
Shi Zhijian drove a second-hand Ford on the green campus of "Little Cambridge", which was in sharp contrast to the majestic buildings and beautiful scenery around him.
In an office building, Principal Gui Lao happened to see the speeding car through the window. He couldn't help but shook his head and said: "You are a poor guy!" His face was full of contempt.
Baoer looked out from time to time in the car, with an unhappy look on his face.
At this time, Shi Zhijian didn't care to appease the little girl. He drove to the downstairs of the office, parked the car, and took Bao'er's hand to go upstairs.
Bao'er held the furry bear in her arms and refused to let go. Shi Zhijian had no choice but to let her go.
Following the floor index and asking questions, I quickly found the principal's office.
In fact, such an aristocratic school is more like a private enterprise, and the principal is just a "professional manager".
When Shi Zhijian entered, the ghost principal just now was talking on the phone with someone. When he saw Shi Zhijian and others coming in, he pointed at the sofa and motioned for them to sit down.
After Shi Zhijian sat down with Bao'er, the ghost principal spoke a few more words to the phone, then hung up the phone, and then looked at Shi Zhijian with a straight face: "Excuse me, are you--"
"I made an appointment with you in advance..." Shi Zhijian stood up and handed over the information in his hand.
Principal Gui Lao put on his glasses and took a casual look, then looked up at Shi Zhijian and Bao'er, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Sorry, our tuition here..."
A tuition fee of 100,000 pounds a year is not something ordinary people can afford! Even many aristocratic children sometimes have difficulty paying fees due to the circulation of funds!
Shi Zhijian didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and directly took out a check and handed it over: "Do you think these are enough?"
"Huh?" Principal Gui Lao was stunned, as if he didn't expect Shi Zhijian to be so direct. When he took the check, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Shi Zhijian again.
Shi Zhijian smiled and said: "It's too troublesome to collect it once a year, so I handed over all three years. Do you mind?"
Looking at the huge check of 300,000 pounds in front of him, Principal Guilao was speechless and said: "I don't mind! How could I mind?" Then he looked at Bao'er and said with a smile: "Congratulations, kid! You are admitted!"
