Chapter 205 Black and white, don't waste it
Chapter 205 Black and white, don't waste it
Ashin bowed deeply and cautiously at the door, then walked into the mansion hall, took the cup of water handed to him by the boss with both hands, bowed his head and called out: "Brother Tang, Brother Hao, Brother Zuoshou"
"Let's sit down and chat."
Yin Zhaotang asked Zuoshou to bring a chair, and Jiang Hao and others sat down and nodded.
Ah Xin felt that he was not senior enough in front of the group of big shots, so he just stood there and talked while drinking water: "Big brother, let me take a breath first."
"Okay." Yin Zhaotang sat on the sofa, looked at him closely, took a puff of cigar, and seeing how well-behaved he was, he felt a smile on his face.
People who come from a humble background tend to be more disciplined and know how to behave.
It's not as powerful as the Eagle, but it's more comfortable to use.
Ah Xin was holding a cup of water in both hands, and he said, "Last night, I led some people to wait downstairs of Gui Tian's house, trying to stop Gui Tian. But Brother Feiying got there first and killed Gui Tian with two shots."
"After receiving the news that Gui Tian had fallen, I was unwilling to accept the situation, so I took my brothers upstairs to rob him. We found 1.3 million Hong Kong dollars in cash, several luxury watches, and some brand-name bags."
The money and goods were handed over to the White Paper Fan Egg Tarts at the first opportunity, and Ashin did not keep them for himself.
Yin Zhaotang laughed and scolded, "You are amazing. You killed people and confiscated their property. If the news gets out, people in the underworld will call me vicious."
Ah Xin understood and quickly raised his hand to assure: "Don't worry, boss, no one will leak the news."
When you are in the underworld, you should not let your family suffer any harm. Because many strong men in the underworld have committed suicide for their families, killing women and children, committing unforgivable crimes. But if you just rob a little money to spend, you shouldn't take it too seriously.
When young and dangerous guys go out, they always have to earn some money.
With Gui Zai Tian's status, his family had some cash and branded goods, worth more than 2 million yuan. It was a lot, but it was probably less than one-tenth of his total wealth. The remaining money was enough for his wife and children to live a life of luxury.
"I believe you, keep talking."
He had ordered Ah Xin to distribute the Hong Kong dollars to his younger brothers last night, and the watches were put into the safe of the gang to be used as rewards for his brothers.
If he just got some money, Ah Xin would not be qualified to stand in the living room and chat. Yin Zhaotang looked at him with a high opinion, because Ah Xin got something good.
Ah Xin took out an account book from his arms and said nervously, "Boss, this is the private account between Guizai Tian and the black police."
Dan Tart immediately shook off the ash, stood up, held the cigarette in his mouth, and said with both hands: "Let's go, go downstairs and take a walk, and buy two bowls of sugar water to drink."
"Okay, there are no cigarettes in our pockets." Jiang Hao, Zuo Shou and others were very tactful and followed him towards the door without any hesitation.
Yin Zhaotang held the account book, looked at Ah Xin deeply, turned around and said, "Come with me to the study and talk."
Gui Zai Tian is in charge of the fan-reaching route for Xin Ji, and is good friends with Khun Sa. The word "鬼" in "鬼添" is said to be because Gui Zai Tian speaks English well and looks like a ghost.
In fact, they are all secretly mocking Guizai Tian’s identity as the banker, the ghost in the poisonous ghost!
"Who else has seen this account?" Yin Zhaotang sat on the leather chair in the study, and Ah Xin sat in front of him. He said confidently, "I am the only one who has seen it."
"However, several brothers at the scene knew about it."
Yin Zhaotang nodded: "It doesn't matter. Tell them to shut up and go find Ah Le to take the blame tomorrow."
"You can manage each floor first. When we take over Gui Tian's territory, we will give you the lucrative places."
Gui Zai Tian owned dozens of entertainment venues and restaurants along a line between Jordan, Tsim Sha Tsui East and Yau Ma Tei, which he used to sell white powder to make a profit.
More than a dozen of them were very close to Lao Zhong’s territory, so it was just the right time to take them over while Xin Ji was experiencing internal turmoil.
Feiying's shots have made Zhongyitang famous. The boss in the Kowloon district will definitely be willing to replace him with a stronger person to protect the place.
In the past, Ashin only had a crew but no place of his own, so he usually led his brothers to watch the place in the stable under Brother Dantat. After he had a place, he had his own territory and could stand out.
“Boss, this isn’t our first day in this business. We know what we can do and what we can’t say, and what we can say and can’t do.” He clenched his fists, looking excited.
As the only two Red Sticks in the gang, it was impossible for them not to compete with each other. However, their competition brought benefits to Yin Zhaotang, and the tasks he ordered were completed twice as fast.
For a moment, Yin Zhaotang felt like he was acting like one of the "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks". The rewards he received were generous enough, and he didn't have to worry about any rifts between his brothers.
I chatted with Ashin about some details and promised that I would support him next time I get a job.
Ah Xin left with satisfaction, and Yin Zhaotang carefully looked through Guizai Tian's private account. To run a society is like running a company, with many partners and employees, you need to have an account book to convince your brothers.
Otherwise, no one will record how much money comes in and how much money goes out, and even the largest society will fall apart.
Contrary to what many people think, accounts are not used as evidence for self-protection, but they may become evidence at certain times.
The public accounts that Guizai Tian prepared for the society to see must be in the hands of the lawyer, and the private accounts kept at home are for his trusted brothers to see.
It contains accounts dealing with customs and the police force, involving five sergeants, two inspectors, a senior inspector and a Tsim Sha Tsui East District Councillor.
No matter how high-ranking the official is, he will not meet Gui Tian directly.
After get off work in the evening, Ho Kwan-hung drove to Yuet Wah Street in Kwun Tong and parked his car in front of Yuet Wah Restaurant.
Holding the car keys, he bent down and walked into the half-open restaurant. When he looked up, he saw Yin Zhaotang eating cart noodles.
The tea restaurant is over 400 square feet, and its walls are covered with green tiles and posters of Teresa Teng.
There are six tables on the first floor and two tables on the mezzanine.
But the front door was half open, the back door was closed, and there was no one in the kitchen or at the bar.
He Junhong was still worried, so he closed the shutter door completely, then sat down at the table, looked around, and asked, "Where are you looking for?"
"Good place."
Yin Zhaotang held the fork in his hand, rolled up the noodles, put them into his mouth in big mouthfuls, and ate them with relish.
While swallowing with water, he took the time to introduce it to Ho Kwan-hung: "I have bought this restaurant to make my home. The key is on the bar counter. Remember to take it away later. If you have any problems in the future, you can call the food delivery phone and tell the boss to send two glasses of lemonade to 1203 of Garden Building. The boss will close the restaurant."
"There's a freezer inside the bar, and there's iced milk tea and grass jelly honey. You can make whatever you like. But the chef has left, so there's no cart noodles to eat."
He Junhong took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube, naturally pulled the plate in front of him, and whispered, "Who said there's no noodles? Isn't there still half a portion?"
Yin Zhaotang was holding the water cup in his left hand and chewing noodles, and the plate was in someone else's hands.
“It’s really inhumane.”
He Junhong urged: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me what you want to say quickly."
"Sir."
"I want to call the police!"
Yin Zhaotang said.
He Junhong looked at him.
"Who are you going to sue?"
Yin Zhaotang pulled out a few sheets of printed paper from behind him, threw them on the table and said, "Narcotics Investigation Division, Senior Inspector Xu Weidong of Operation C Group."
He Junhong picked up the copy of the account, his hands couldn't help shaking, he took a deep breath and asked, "Did you find it at Gui Tian's house?"
"Yes."
"Is that enough evidence?"
Yin Zhaotang asked with a smile.
He Junhong said bitterly: "It's enough for him to jump off the building and commit suicide a hundred times!"
The reason why he was excited was not because killing a senior inspector was worth showing off, but because the combination of "black and white" was indeed powerful.
In just one month, the anti-drug team had caught the criminal.
It proves that his idea was correct, there is something fun to do!
Yin Zhaotang joked, "Really?"
"I got the account book with great difficulty. Isn't it too easy for him to just jump off the building? Do you have any way to step on him to get to the top? Don't waste it."
(End of this chapter)