0265 [How unreasonable, it is all old, weak, sick and disabled! 】
He Liansheng has a large number of people in Hong Kong, known as 30,000.
Many people say that there are too many people in Heliansheng but they cannot fight.
Therefore, except for Pulsatilla and Li Kuohua, the top horse, many of the double-flower red sticks with Lian Sheng are not high in gold content.
But Wan Chai Dafei is an exception.
Da Fei was born in the slums of Sham Shui Po, Hong Kong. He has many sisters in his family. His parents supported a family of more than ten people by selling fish balls. Such an economic environment also made Da Fei start to work in society within a few days of studying.
After working hard, I first started helping people unload smuggled goods at the dock, and later started a scalping business.
By chance, 15-year-old Da Fei became a disciple of "Heliansheng" boss "Pulsatilla" Zheng Guolong.
Da Fei is tall, powerful, shrewd and good at thinking. He never does things head-on. When he was just starting out, he only did chores, but his outstanding ability was soon discovered by the club.
Tung Choi Street, known as Ladies' Street in those days, was a very popular commercial street in Yau Tsim Mong, Hong Kong, with huge capital flows. It was a piece of fat pork. Da Fei led a group of people to open up territory here, which brought huge benefits to the society.
With financial resources, he has the ability to win this place.
Because Da Fei's business acumen is very good, not long ago the old man gave Da Fei the management of the mahjong shop in Wan Chai District, which is the most lucrative.
This made Da Fei feel grateful to the big boss Pulsatilla. After all, he was only in his twenties and could take charge of a party that was one of the top big shots in the society.
At this moment, Da Fei had messy long hair and was wearing a windbreaker. He had one foot on a chair in the mahjong parlor, leaning half of his body on the gaming table. He held a bottle of whiskey in his left hand and took a sharp sip.
He put down the bottle and looked at the thirty gold-medal thugs standing in front of him with a pair of tiger eyes. He said in a loud voice: "Lao Ding just said that there is something for us to do! Raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a while. Today
It’s time for us people to repay Lao Ding!”
Lao Ding Zhenguolong just gave Da Fei an order to kill that ghost Indian guy Amir and burn down his trading company Alibaba.
Da Fei patted his chest and agreed. For him, killing an Indian Asan was no big deal.
"Brother Da Fei, we have found out the details of that Indian ghost!"
At this time, one of Da Fei's subordinates, Feng Feng Huo Huo, ran in from outside. Before he could finish his words, Da Fei suddenly lifted Tang's shirt and took out a long and narrow samurai sword from behind, "Where is it?"
"Our brothers saw that Indian ghost eating curry rice in an Indian restaurant. After finishing the meal, we rushed to his ghost company. I have written down the address!" His subordinates also imitated Da Fei, took out a watermelon knife from behind, and returned
Two sword flowers danced on the hand.
Da Fei grinned, showing his white teeth: "Action! Let's send that Indian ghost on his way!"
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Amir is very satisfied with his current life, except for the lower salary, which is only 300 yuan a month.
But now he has an extremely distinguished title, "CEO of Alibaba Commercial Bank".
For this reason, Shi Zhijian even spent money to print gold-gilt business cards for him.
Whenever Amir looked at that brand new business card, full of French perfume, he felt very energetic.
The glory and halo that blessed him at this moment made him forget that his current "Alibaba Trading Company" was just a small store of less than 30 square meters. To the left of the door was the public toilet on the street, and the only thing he could use was the yard.
It was big enough. In addition to his living quarters, there were three rooms that served as warehouses for the business.
In addition, as CEO, Amir can now command and control a total of three people.
The stubborn old man who looks after the warehouse, the old lady who helps him take care of his life, and the buck-toothed Jane who acts as his female secretary.
Amir told himself that all this is temporary. Just like Mr. Shi said, Alibaba will definitely become very powerful in the future. What is our slogan?
Let there be no difficult business in the world!
Da Fei rushed to Alibaba Trading Company with thirty gold-medal thugs holding murderous weapons.
When he saw the trading company in front of him, Da Fei was stunned for a moment, and the group of men behind him were also stunned.
After all, they were just out to hang out. I had seen many so-called trading houses and foreign firms, but I had never seen one so crude and shabby.
Since you are opening a business, at least you should build a large wrought iron gate, or at least an iron gate or a large red painted wooden door. The house in front of you is just a simple courtyard.
It doesn't look like it's open for business.
"Is this Alibaba Trading Company?" Da Fei, carrying his samurai sword, turned around and asked the subordinate who sent the message.
The subordinate ran out holding a watermelon knife, nodded and bowed: "Yes, this is it! He saw the Indian ghost go in with his own eyes!"
Da Fei looked at the gate again, and sure enough, there was a plaque hanging on the side of the gate. The plaque said "Alibaba Trading Company, and there is a line of English letters below."
Da Fei had a headache. He photographed English the most, so he asked behind him: "What kind of ghost is this English?"
A man came out, looked at it and replied: "All business is in 'TAO, BAO'!"
Da Fei: "Huh? Run away? Did this Indian ghost know that we are coming and ran away?"
"No, Brother Da Fei, it seems to be Taobao, not escape!"
Da Fei slapped him away and said, "Go away and do your work!" After saying that, he threw off the windbreaker he was wearing, handed the samurai sword to the person next to him, then stepped back a few steps, ran wildly, took a few steps, and then jumped in a leap.
He went up to the wall, and when a kite turned over and landed, soon, with a creak, the door opened.
"pretty!"
"Brother Da Fei is mighty!"
A bunch of subordinates are flattering.
Da Fei was very proud. How could he do great things without a little bit of real skill?
"From now on, we rush in, chop down all the men, and control all the women! In any case, we must capture that Indian ghost alive!"
"Brother Da Fei, didn't you kill him?"
"This guy is celebrating the New Year, let's capture him first and hand him over to the boss!"
Da Fei thought clearly, even though the big boss Pulsatilla told him to kill the Indians and burn down the business.
But it's the Chinese New Year after all, and it's hard to solve such a big problem. I'm afraid the boss, Pulsatilla, is also angry, so it's better to leave it to him.
So, under the leadership of Da Fei, more than 30 Hutchison Gold Medal thugs brandished their weapons and rushed towards Alibaba Trading Company.
But when they broke into the trading house, they were stunned.
Looking at the situation inside, everyone was stunned.
The stubborn old concierge who guarded the warehouse glanced at the group of thugs who suddenly came in with boredom. He had experienced the Japanese invasion before and was not even afraid of the little Japs with guns and cannons. Why should he be afraid of these guys?
So he coughed a few times, continued to listen to Cantonese opera on the radio, and turned to make tea on the stove.
The old woman in the trading company was startled when she saw so many people rushing in. Then she put down the bedding she was arranging and weakly asked Dafei and the others: "What are you doing?"
Amir's reaction to his buck-toothed female secretary Zhen was quite normal.
Buck-toothed Zhen screamed, "Ah!"
Amir's face turned pale: "Who are you and what are you doing?"
Da Fei held a samurai sword in his hand and looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled people in this room, and asked himself, yes, why did I bring so many people here?
