Chapter 546 Fighting between gods and immortals
Chapter 546 Fighting between gods and immortals
Guo Lansheng was shameless and kept smiling: "If Shenghe is willing to let me go and Yinsheng is willing to accept me, it would be Lao Zhong's dream to become his disciple. Unfortunately, I don't have that blessing."
Yin Zhaotang nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the gift, and walked towards the office: "Come in and chat."
Guo Lansheng hurried into the room and spread out the gifts. On the left was a Jaeger-LeCoultre watch, and on the right was a box of Cuban cigars. The two younger brothers, Jin Laozi and Huang Yadiao, stayed at the door and were not eligible to enter the room.
He took the suit that the boss took off with his left hand and hung it in the closet. He glanced over and joked, "It's bleeding heavily, Brother Sheng."
Mr. Guo Lan stood in front of the table and leaned over to say, "It's just a little gift from you. I hope Mr. Yin likes it."
Yin Zhaotang picked up the Jaeger-LeCoultre watch and threw it directly to his left hand: "You can keep it, but the Cuban cigar is thoughtful. Sit down, no need to stand all the time."
Seeing the cigars put away in the cabinet, the fruit market man felt relieved and sat down, saying ingratiatingly: "As long as Mr. Yin likes it, it's fine. I came here just to explain to Mr. Yin that we can all do the red oil business together. Chao Yiyong's brothers need to eat, so each of you should take care of your own business and don't overstep your boundaries."
Holding the watch box in his left hand, he walked forward, leaned against the desk, and said in a playful tone: "Brother Sheng, Zhuhai is your territory, have we overstepped our boundaries?"
"No, no." Guo Lansheng raised his hands, took a step back, and said tactfully: "Mr. Yin wants to do business in Zhuhai, so just give me a call."
"I believe in Yin Sheng's character and will definitely treat me, Ah Sheng, fairly."
This was the first time Yin Zhaotang sat down and chatted with Guo Lansheng. He looked at him with admiration and nodded, saying, "Not bad, Ah Sheng. You know when to advance and when to retreat, and you know how to behave."
"Don't worry, I'm too lazy to compete with you for the red oil business."
Seeing Yin Sheng wave his hand and give up the business, the fruit seller was even more frightened and said with a wry smile: "Yin Sheng, let's do it together."
Yin Zhaotang picked up the cigar cutter, aimed at the cigar cap, and cut it off with force. He sneered, "No need. I won't do the red oil business anymore."
"But others should not even think about doing it. Since you didn't mess around with Ye Suping during the last internal conflict in the Number Gang, I won't do anything to you."
"Find another way to make money!"
Guo Lansheng received the worst news and stood up with an ugly face: "Yin Sheng, I came with sincerity. If there is a misunderstanding, we can talk it out. Shenghe is not you. You have a big family and a big business, and you don't look down on the red oil business."
"I have more than 2,000 brothers under me, all of whom earn money from selling oil to support their families."
He put the watch back on the table with his left hand and pushed it in front of the fruit market student: "If there is nothing to do, you can transfer to Zhongyi Hall. Zhongyi Hall guarantees that you will have a job."
Yin Zhaotang held up a lighter and lit a cigar, giving a warning: "Sorry, I am responsible for the production safety in Zhuhai and Shenzhen."
"If there is a production accident, it doesn't matter if you starve to death, but if the bomb kills domestic workers, I'm afraid your life won't be enough to compensate."
Guo Lansheng lowered his head and struggled unwillingly: "There is nothing to talk about, Yin Sheng?"
With his left hand folded across his chest, he stood beside the table and said, “Your boss ran to Shenzhen in the middle of the night and told me to call it a day in front of a group of friends.”
"You are so shameless, how dare you point fingers at my boss. It's no use for you to apologize, unless you ask that Liang Sheng to set up a table in Shencheng and toast him a glass of wine in front of all his friends."
"Say I'm sorry, Mr. Yin, otherwise you should change your career sooner, Mr. Fruit Market."
At this time, Guo Lansheng finally understood the fuse of the matter, but it was impossible to ask Liang Yunlong to apologize to Yin Zhaotang. He was a local tyrant in Zhuhai. Even though his administrative level was one level lower than Wu Xiang, he was still a real person who could get things done. If a call was really made, Shenghe would be in trouble. However, he finally understood the face involved in the matter. If Liang Yunlong was willing to change his attitude, even if it was an equal conversation, they could divide the territory in peace.
But Liang wanted to show off his power and look down on the triads. So Yin Zhaotang had to pick up the lost face himself.
"Snapped!"
Guo Lansheng calmed down for two seconds, raised his hand and slapped himself: "It's really a misunderstanding, Yin Sheng, I asked Liang Sheng to help mediate, but I didn't expect the timing was wrong and a misunderstanding occurred."
"Well, I'll set up a table and invite Mr. Liang and Mr. Wu to come along. We're all friends, so just explain it clearly."
Yin Zhaotang flicked the ash off his cigarette and said, "Don't listen to Zuoshou. Liang Sheng is right. Safety should be emphasized in production. I agree. I strongly agree."
"Leave the cigar, take the watch back, and we'll talk next time."
He threw the watch box into the bag with his left hand, picked it up in his hand, and said, "Let's go, Brother Sheng."
When Jin Laozi saw Zuoshou coming out with the fruit basket and returning the gift, he lost his good face and walked forward quickly: "Boss, what do you think of Shenxiantang?"
Guo Lansheng glared at him and walked into the elevator, his heart sinking to the bottom. Although Shenxiantang said that he would not kill him, he was stuck in the middle and was powerless to change either side.
"When the gods fight, the little devils suffer." He sighed leisurely.
After Huang Yadiao walked out of Zhongyi Building, he opened the door for the boss and whispered, "Brother Sheng, how about we talk to Hua Bin from Chao Yongyi?"
"That young man?" Guo Lansheng narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and nodded: "You go and try, it's better than waiting to die."
If he quit the underworld, he would not have to worry about food and clothing, and he would have real estate under his name. But he had finally become Shenghe Qixing, had a little reputation in the underworld, and controlled the lucrative red oil business. He also had a good relationship with the people in Zhuhai. Was it too early to quit the underworld at the age of thirty?
I didn't dare to break up with Lao Zhong, but I wanted to think of a way to remedy the situation.
"Lao Zhong stopped in order to prepare for war. If we drag Lao Zhong back into the fight, the fight won't start?" Guo Lansheng thought to himself while smoking a cigarette.
Two days later, the Customs Anti-Smuggling Team suddenly seized a convoy smuggling red oil, arrested several criminals, and seized twelve tons of unbleached red oil.
Although the number was not large, it was featured in "91 Eat Melon", "Sing Tao Daily", and TVB News the next day, and received prominent coverage.
A spokesman for the Police Public Relations Branch offered a bonus of HK$20,000 for any effective clue about the "oil rat".
At the same time, several Kowloon councillors were interviewed and called on the authorities to ban the smuggling of red oil. The red oil case not only violated the interests of the government, but also caused injustice to the workers and fishermen in Hong Kong Island. The duty-free oil that was supposed to be specially supplied to Hong Kong people was sent to the mainland to eliminate the oil price gap, and Hong Kong Island has lost its competitiveness.
Today, Yin Zhaotang no longer needs to give orders to his younger brothers to deal with some gangsters. He only needs to make a phone call to his friends in the political arena, and the official power of the authorities will suppress it, and the gangsters will not have the right to jump.
Moreover, the wind blowing in Hong Kong Island was just the beginning. As a member of the Zhi Gong Hui, he arranged for twelve members in the province who had seats in the "People's Association" to come to Hong Kong Island for a meeting. At the meeting, he gave a speech to explain the harm of "oil rats". As the members returned to the province, the wind of fighting "oil rats" blew directly into Guangdong Province without any notice.
(End of this chapter)