Chapter 93: Is this enough?

Chapter 93: Is this enough?

Chapter 93: Is this enough?
Fat Cat took out his mobile phone in front of everyone, dialed a number, and said calmly: "Big Mole, transfer 5 million Hong Kong dollars from the company's account and send it to the Fortune Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui East to buy Prince Rong a happy one."

tick.

He hung up the phone, put the mobile phone on the table, grabbed the dragon head stick and said, "Arong, wait for the payment."

"it is good."

"Brother Mao is worthy of being a senior in the martial arts world, so generous!" Taizi Rong gave a thumbs up, put a toothpick in his mouth, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Today, he came to the Fulin Hotel to take over the sneaker factory left by the King of Dance. Now Lao Zhong bought the shares of the shoe factory at a full price discount, so he can be considered to have made a profit.

As for Ma Jiaozai's territory in Prince Edward Road, Shan'er was not interested in it at all. It would not look good for the boss of the Big Four to swallow up the territory of his younger brother.

It would be so nice to accept five million in a dignified manner.

Gui Liren, the horse trader, had a twitching cheek and clenched his fists. He tried to suppress his anger and said, "Five million Hong Kong dollars is just what you say, Fat Cat. You really know how to be a boss."

"Don't be afraid of losing the money you put into your coffin!"

The fat cat took out a toothpick with a smile and put it into the teacup.

Yin Zhaotang turned the glass turntable with one hand, and moved the tea tray in front of Prince Rong and his group, finally stopping right in front of Gui Liren.

At this moment, Yin Zhaotang pressed the turntable with two fingers, and a group of brothers stood behind him, crossed his legs, and looked at Gui Liren with cold eyes: "Uncle Ren, six, eight, sixteen venues, not one less."

"If you have the guts, pick it up!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the white porcelain teacup with the toothpick floating in it. The Dehua white porcelain was as thin as a cicada's wing and as shiny as jade. The red light of the tea soup was visible through it and was illuminated by the spotlight in the box, sparkling and rippling in the cup.

When negotiating, if one party puts a toothpick in the cup, it means that he has said everything. Then, if he transfers the cup to the other party, it means that the decision-making power is handed over to him.

To fight or to make peace depends on one thought.

No matter how much the two parties argued before, they were always negotiating. Until now, after spending five million Hong Kong dollars, Lao Zhong no longer wanted to talk.

Gui Liren had a square face, a thick nose, wide cheeks, and forehead wrinkles like dried bean curd. His cloudy eyes were fierce, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was carefully examining Yin Zhaotang and slowly reaching for the teacup.

The double-flowered red stick cannot be bullied!

Gui Liren covered the teacup, suddenly lifted it to his lips, took a sip, let go of his aura, put the cup down and said calmly: "See you later, Prince!"

Immediately, he pushed the chair away without even raising his head, and turned and left with Ma Jiaozai's men.

"Let's go, Prince."

"Slow down, Brother Li."

"Go ahead, Prince." Seeing that the negotiations were over, the dwarf from Lao Lian and Li Ge from Lao Quan had no intention of staying any longer. They stood up, said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, they all looked at Yin Zhaotang a few more times, leaving a deep impression in their minds.

Some people are truly like "a cone in a bag, the end of which is immediately visible"

I can't ignore it even if I want to.

After greeting Prince Rong, the boss of the old club, Blind Snake, said to Yin Zhaotang, "Your boss is so supportive of you, so if you are not the crown prince, then you must be the crown prince, right?"

"Shenxiantang, you are so flattering, you must have offended the wrong person!"

The blind snake gave a look that was half a smile.

Yin Zhaotang suddenly felt that he was under attack and could not help but glance at Jie Shiyong, Lao Mo and others.

Their expressions did not reveal whether they were happy or angry, but their eyes were quite complicated. Grandpa suddenly took out 5 million from the company to support him. If things went wrong, there might be an internal conflict! Blind Snake's words were intentionally or unintentionally intended to provoke the three loyal leaders, Jie Shiyong, Lao Mo, and Guangzai.

It would be too naive to say that the three of them would be provoked by such a light remark, but it would be even more impossible to say that the three of them had no thoughts in their minds.

In the spacious box, two-thirds of the people were gone, and the space became brighter.

When Uncle Dazhi walked into the restaurant lobby with a suitcase, he bumped into Gui Liren, Li Ge and others who were coming out of the elevator. Many people glanced at the big suitcase, knowing that there was a large sum of money in it. They were just a group of people with status, so they would not rob money in public. Although Uncle Dazhi only brought three younger brothers with him, each of them had a black star on his waist, and they looked very alert.

Some of the words in the negotiation were also discussed by the lackeys. It can be said that as soon as the door of the box was opened, the news that Fat Cat paid 5 million to support Shenxiantang and set up a flag for Prince Road had spread throughout the world.

The one who is powerful is not the fairy Tang, but the fat cat!

From making the phone call to delivering the money to the hotel, it took less than half an hour in total.

Dazhi was sweating all over. He hurriedly spread the suitcase flat on the carpet and took out stacks of banknotes. Five million Hong Kong dollars was not only a large number, but also a large weight.

One suitcase simply couldn’t hold all of it, and the reason why I didn’t bring a few extra bags was because there were a dozen gold bars inside.

Fat Cat held the dragon head stick in both hands and listed them like treasures: "Three million and five hundred thousand in cash, and gold worth one million and a half, brother Prince, are you satisfied?"

Even with Prince Rong's wealth, he couldn't take his eyes off the five million Hong Kong dollars in cash.

But he still had his composure, raised his hand and waved, "Anan, take Shenxiantang to the Commercial Bureau to transfer the ownership. The sneaker factory will be his from now on."

Fat Cat called out a name: "Adu, you go for a walk."

After Du Dazhuang bailed Jiang Hao and the others out, he had been sitting on the sofa making tea. Upon hearing this, he took his briefcase and stood up: "Got it, Grandpa."

"Collect money."

Prince Rong ordered two lackeys to do the work, and did not touch the money himself. He stood up and bowed to Fatty Cat, saying, "Uncle Cat, goodbye!"

Before, Prince Rong always called people fat cats, but now he has become much more polite after receiving money.

"Brother Mao, I'm leaving too." Seeing that the matter was settled, Xiaoji from Dong'an clasped his fists and said goodbye.

"Goodbye." Fat Cat replied.

Xiaoji patted Yin Zhaotang on the shoulder and said, "You've earned enough fame today. Now that you have a good boss, you won't have to work so hard for many years!"

"Uncle Ji, let's play cards together when we are free." Yin Zhaotang said politely, and Xiao Ji nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that there were no outsiders in the box, Gao Laosen put down his almost finished cigarette, gently rotated the cigarette butt against the edge of the glass jar, shook off the ashes, and said slowly: "Brother Mao, I used the company's five million to buy a broken factory. If there is no dividend at the end of the year, I will have the New Year's Eve dinner at your house."

Although his tone was soft, his dissatisfaction was obvious. The money in the company's account did not belong to Fat Cat alone.

You have to be responsible if you spend the money!
The three hall masters, Jie Shiyong, Guangzai and Lao Mo, did not say anything. If they did not speak out in support of the boss, it meant that they did not want to support him.

Yin Zhaotang said, "I can handle this amount."

To be honest, he was surprised that the society had 5 million in its account. Thinking carefully, Causeway Bay and Yau Ma Tei were both fertile areas. Uncle Mao had been the leader of the society for many years, so he must have kept a strict account, so it was possible that he could have just barely paid out the money.

Unlike some societies that change leadership every two or three years, and cash out when each leader steps down, the society's accounts don't have much surplus. But everyone knows that the accounts of that kind of society are the benefits of winning the election.

Jing Zhongyi's accounts and large expenditures must have reasonable basis, otherwise how can he convince the public?

If he didn't count the interest on his own society's five million Hong Kong dollars, he could still afford it if he gritted his teeth.

But that would make the relationship between the society and him shallow. Fat Cat was determined to be a good person to the end, and he had his own plan. He pondered and said, "The company's money is left to help brothers."

"We have brothers and sisters who help us conquer Prince Road. If we run into a little difficulty, what's the big deal about spending five million?"

"No matter who plants the flag on Prince Edward Road today, I will help him pay the 5 million entrance fee. I'm not helping anyone because they are special."

"Even if this amount is paid by the company, since the company paid, it will have a share in the sneaker factory business. Atang, tell us about your plan to set up the sneaker factory."

Jie Shiyong, Lao Mo, Gao Laosen and others all turned their eyes to him.

Yin Zhaotang suddenly didn't know what to say, and was secretly wondering in his heart: "Is it true that Uncle Cat has such a sharp vision and is so optimistic about the sneaker market?"

"Is there a ghost?" They were all gangsters, and the gang had to make him take the blame. He was unhappy, but he felt at ease. If it were the current situation, who wouldn't be nervous, trembling, and afraid?
(End of this chapter)