Chapter 16 Newspaper Business
"Brother Chen, what does that cop want from you?"

Ye Chen had just returned to the office when Feiji, whose head was wrapped in gauze, asked him the question.

"Ask me to be the Governor of Hong Kong."

"You can say that I'm not smart, but you can't insult my IQ." Feiji said speechlessly.

"Why the hell are you asking?" Ye Chen slapped him on the back of his head.

"That idiot, please keep a low profile! You hack people dozens of times a week, do you really think they are dead?"

"So that's how it is." Feiji suddenly realized.

He also wondered what was going on.

After all, there has been such a big fuss in the past few days. If the police didn't come, he would really think there was something fishy.

Sir Li came here because Ye Chen asked him to. Instead of staying on the rooftop all day, it would be better to come to the nightclub.

If he hadn't said he was an undercover agent, who would have thought of this? To outsiders, it would at most look like the police were trying to trick him.

Only people with a guilty conscience are cautious.

But you definitely can’t be here all the time, otherwise even a fool would know there’s something wrong.

"How is the thing I asked you to do going?" Ye Chen threw away the cigarette and put the lollipop in his mouth.

"It's all done." Feiji looked sly, then took out a briefcase from under the table.

After spreading it out, it was all cash: "It turns out that Xiaosha has more than one million, and there is also a Rolex worth more than 200,000 and a land deed. We are considered rich now."

"I asked you if you have dealt with the tail." Ye Chen cursed and slapped him again.

"Money, money, money. All you think about all day is money. If someone stabs you at night, I'll burn paper for you to make you richer."

"The aftermath has been taken care of. After receiving the money, I buried that yellow-haired guy. But Xiaosha's family members, on the other hand, are disgusted with the two brothers." Feiji scratched his head.

"You're selling bastards! You're selling it in your own village. You're notorious. How can I not be disgusted?" Ye Chen said disdainfully. You can tell from his voice that Xiaosha's whole family is trying to save face.

"Our little brother is still watching."

"Then just keep an eye on it and see what happens." Ye Chen said calmly, taking out two hundred thousand from the table and throwing it to the plane.

"One hundred thousand will be divided among you. The remaining one hundred thousand will be distributed to the brothers guarding the street. The account promised to them before has been settled now."

"Thank you, Brother Chen." Feice was overjoyed.

These days, you could only earn a little over a thousand yuan a month by fighting for your life, but now everyone can earn tens of thousands.

It’s enough for the low-level short mules like them to earn three or two years’ salary.

After leaving the office, Ye Chen returned to his clean, tidy and empty home.

Wanfang is not here.

After getting rid of Xiaosha, she returned to Kowloon City, which was her home after all.

As for whether he would come back or not, Ye Chen didn't care. He and his sister-in-law were kindred spirits, and saving her was just a matter of convenience.

After all, he is not a bad guy.

"It would be nice to turn this place into a newspaper." Ye Chen pondered for a moment and began to look around his home.

Five hundred square feet is considered large in Hong Kong Island. Plus, there are vacant shops on both sides. If you deal with the landlord and connect the two sides, it will be almost two thousand square feet.

He seldom slept here, except when he took time to come back and see if Wanfang was dead.

There is a darkroom behind the bookshelf in the nightclub office. Just push open the revolving door and it is almost the same as a hotel room. I have to say that He Yong really knows how to have fun.

But now it's mine!
"Let's do it." Ye Chen decided to transform it into a newspaper. There was a crossroads outside, so there was enough traffic, so there was no need to worry about not making money.

If there is really no business, it proves that the yellow dots are not big enough or white enough.

The posture is not sexy enough.

As for who to find to take the photos... the girls from the nightclub are just right, otherwise what’s the point of keeping them?

How much money can you make just by drinking and singing with them? You can also work part-time to show off your body and highlight your beauty in magazines, and you can also help them attract traffic to nightclubs and earn double the money.

You can also earn double the money.

Killing three birds with one stone is a good thing.

Do whatever you want.

Ye Chen immediately asked Fei Ji to come over and asked him to connect the two stores.

This is very easy for the dwarf mule, as they are all locals and he can find someone within a day.

"Brother Chen, some of Donkey King's men came to cause trouble just now." Feiji suddenly said. "What?" Ye Chen turned his head sharply.

"Not long after you left, one of the donkey king's younger brothers, Hua Jiao, drank a few glasses of wine and became drunk and crazy. I persuaded him for a long time before he calmed down and left..."

Before Feiji could finish his words, Ye Chen kicked him angrily and slapped him again.

"Persuade? You're the one causing trouble, and you're telling me to persuade? Did your knife-holding hand break during masturbation? Chop them up and throw them to the street!"

He had heard of Huajiao, a lackey of the Donkey King who bullied men and women in the Paotai Mountain area.

"Brother Chen, harmony is the most important thing in doing business." Feiji said aggrievedly, covering his butt.

"And your mother! If everyone who is making trouble should maintain peace, then am I doing business or charity?" Ye Chen looked fierce.

"I'm offering a reward of three thousand. Kill the troublemaker. I don't want him to live past tomorrow."

Ye Chen felt that this flop was not even worth three bucks, but he didn't mind being generous.

"Okay." Feiji also realized that the boss was really angry, so he hurried to do it.

Fellow disciples are causing trouble on their own turf, and you still think that peace brings wealth. Who among outsiders will give you face?
Everyone knows that the other person looks down on you.

The best solution is to stop watching and send him to Jesus to learn from him!
A figure suddenly flashed past the door.

Ye Chen had an extra Black Star in his hand. He reacted quickly and moved the muzzle directly over.

"ah."

A scream.

The man was suddenly startled and his face turned pale.

"Why are you here?" Ye Chen glanced at Wanfang and casually pinned the black star around his waist.

"It's time to go home after school. Where are we going to go now?" Wanfang said with a stutter.

"Oh, you make a lot of sense." Ye Chen was immediately happy. He didn't expect that she would dare to come back.

Then I can get my reward back.

"I'm used to living here." Wanfang put down her schoolbag and said with some confidence.

In fact, after experiencing so many ups and downs, I can never go back to the way it was before.

Once you’ve adapted to the darkness, who still needs light?
"You talk so cool, do you know that?"

Ye Chen picked up Wanfang by the waist and threw her on the sofa, causing her to scream again.

He closed the door and opened the window in one go.

Ye Chen turned around and peeled Wanfang's skin until it was as white and tender as an egg. The key point was that she just blushed and didn't resist much.

"You, what do you want to do?" Wanfang closed her eyes tightly and crossed her hands in front of her chest, with a hint of anticipation in her nervousness.

"Nonsense, of course I want to do it..."

But Ye Chen suddenly discovered a fatal danger.

He really wanted to take a plane to Taiwan right now to ask Ni Haixia, what to do if the plane suddenly stopped flying halfway through taxiing?
Is there any solution?

Waiting online, very anxious!

Wanfang saw that there was no movement for a long time. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Ye Chen was a little dazed, and his legs were shaking. She immediately understood something and asked cautiously, "Are you not okay?"

Ye Chen felt like he was screwed.

He said unhappily, "I have a cold today. Tomorrow, you wait for me tomorrow!"

When she heard this, she became more certain.

"Handsome Chen has turned into a weak Chen."

Wanfang couldn't help but mutter something under her breath, and she covered her mouth with her hands and laughed.

"Fuck me!"

The girl from the city student bullies me, a wise man who is powerless?
When have I ever been so humiliated?

At that time, I took out a small blue medicine bottle with "The Art of the Rise of the Big Bird" written on it. I immediately put a pill in my mouth and felt excited immediately.

Sure enough, the products produced by the system must be high-quality products.

Ye Chen pounced on him viciously.

"Fuck it, I'm going to show you now if I can do it or not!"

(End of this chapter)

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