A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Akun... let's go back to the company and talk."

Wang Zuluo was just about to win over Duan Kun, but the police assault vehicle passing by at the intersection made him give up his plan to talk immediately.

Duan Kun also spotted the assault vehicle with its police lights flashing, so he stopped talking and followed Wang Zuluo towards the elevator.

Weilong Finance is located on Canton Road. The three of them got on the elevator and pressed the company floor on the sixth floor. Duan Kun looked at Wang Zuluo, hoping to get the answer.

"Don't look at me like that. The company is not a club. If you want to leave, no one will force you to stay."

Seeing Duan Kun's twisted expression, Wang Zuluo couldn't bear it anymore and finally spoke.

Now Duan Kun is just a street kid, with a dozen of his boys setting up stalls near Temple Street selling DVDs and parallel-imported leather bags.

The biggest income comes from lending money to Weilong Finance, and there are several pachinko parlor channels.

If you want to leave the company, you must get the nod from Wang Zuluo, the new boss. If you leave without saying goodbye, his subordinates will probably hack him to death just to get involved in Wang Zuluo's loan business.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zuluo also had a feeling about his current status.

Lin Weilong's tiger skin seems to work quite well, at least ordinary bad guys don't dare to fight with him.

"Brother Luo."×2

When two security guards smoking against the wall at the entrance of the company saw Wang Zuluo, they immediately threw away their cigarettes and nodded to say hello.

Although Ye Rong, who was in charge before, came to the finance company less often, he still did a lot to make the company look formal.

The uniformed security guard at the door is an example. It can be said that it is the only financial company on the road with serious security guards.

"Smoking less, you are not afraid of going to the hospital for lung cancer."

Although Wang Zuluo said this, he still threw the remaining half of the box of cigarettes in his pocket to the two security guards.

He walked back to the company, said hello to the bald accountant who was working in the office, and then led Duan Kun and Tony into the conference room.

"I can understand if you want to leave. After all, I'm new to the lending industry. If you have concerns and want to seek better development, I won't stop you."

Sitting on the main seat, Wang Zuluo looked at Duan Kun and said: "But have you ever thought about it? Once you leave the fan, you will be registered in the police station for the rest of your life. Although the income from lending is small, it is legal. But you risk your life."

"Brother Luo, I have thought about what you said. But I don't want to be a short mule all my life. I have to be accompanied by smiling faces when I see uniformed policemen walking on the street. I live in a housing estate and even buy a decent suit. Sorry."

Duan Kun was silent for a while, but finally spoke his mind.

There are more bad guys than cockroaches on Hong Kong Island, but the registered members of the society are good and they get at least a monthly salary. But for a bad guy like Duan Kun who has no club, the bullies on the street sometimes don't give him face.

"Everything you said is right, but if you go to become a fan, you still have to start from the younger brother. Even if everything goes smoothly, it will take about six or seven years to gain the trust of the boss."

Wang Zuluo looked at Duan Kun's somewhat disinterested expression and continued with a smile: "Don't believe it, being a fan is a fatal job. Why do you have people digging into you and sharing business channels as soon as you get in?"

"Is it because you can fight? There are many fights in Hong Kong Island, and there are a lot of them in the boxing gym. If you could get the channel as soon as you entered, the note would have been inserted into the nail, and could it still be left to you?"

Wang Zuluo brought Duan Kun back to reality with each sentence. Duan Kun is not lacking in ruthlessness, and he also believes that Duan Kun is not an undercover agent, but the disloyal fan will not think so.

Newcomers who want to enter the core level must first establish a certificate of surrender, for example, kill a policeman or cut off their own escape route, and then become a foot transporter of small batches of goods. After a few years, they can reach the periphery of the core business.

Not to mention the various suspicions and temptations during this period, just saying that the police station's anti-narcotics team may not be able to survive the test.

Duan Kun also became frustrated after hearing this. Wang Zuluo was right, but he took it too much for granted.

Tony also listened to the whole thing silently, and the little Jiujiu that he had in his heart was dispelled a lot.

In Weilong Finance, they are now considered small bosses. If they go out to work alone, they will not have the same treatment as they do now.

If you go out to lend money without a background, you will probably die in vain if you are hacked to death while collecting money.

"Okay, don't look ugly like your wife is dead. Brother Rong didn't pay much attention to it before the company, but I will definitely change it when I come here. After all, I am in charge of this business, and whether I eat meat or drink soup depends on it."

Wang Zuluo looked at the time. It was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and he had to go back to have dinner with Mr. Zhu.

Duan Kun seems to have to think about it for a while before he can figure it out. He still has a lot of time.

Standing up and looking at the two suitcases containing more than six million Hong Kong dollars, Wang Zuluo felt a little embarrassed.

He lives in a housing estate. If he takes the money back, he won't be worried about hiding it anywhere. He might as well lock it in the company safe.

It was a personal loan between him and Ba Guan, and the company's accounts were not used. Now the money belongs to him, Wang Zuluo.

After thinking for a while, he put the money in the safe in his office.

"Brother Luo, this is what Baguan wants."

As soon as I walked out of the office, the bald accountant came over, holding a black plastic bag in his hand.

"Is there still something like this in the company?" Wang Zuluo was really surprised this time.

It goes without saying that short dogs are hot to the touch, but Ye Rong, the undercover agent, was in charge of this place before. How could someone be placed here?

"Sometimes when doing small business, Brother Long would arrange for people to transit here, and these guys would stay here as backup. Now that Brother Rong has gone to East Tsim Sha Tsui, it is estimated that the goods will also be shipped from East Tsim Sha Tsui in the future, so it is better to dispose of these as soon as possible Save your worries.”

After the bald accountant finished speaking with a smile, Wang Zuluo looked at him deeply, took the plastic bag and walked back to his office.

Damn it, if Lin Weilong hadn't arranged for this bald man to come over and stare at me, I would have ripped off his head.

After cursing a few times, Wang Zuluo threw the gun into the safe. When locking it, I thought about it and inserted it into my back, and a spare magazine was stuffed into my sock.

The bald accountant's behavior just now made him feel a little insecure, so it was better to bring a gun for self-defense.

As for Baguan's goods, Wang Zuluo had no intention of handling them from him.

A Black Star costs 30,000 yuan for outsiders. With Wang Zuluo's relationship with Lin Weilong, out of the 150,000 yuan given by Ba Guan, if he casually takes out 80,000 yuan, he can find someone else to transfer three of them to Ba Guan.

Ba Guan has been in a bloody disaster recently. If he couldn't help but draw a gun and hurt someone when being chased, things would be serious.

Regardless of whether Chen Haonan and the others are dead or not, if the gun is fired, the police will focus on this case. If the gun comes out of his own hands, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Besides, if Baguan died within a week, there would be no need to prepare the gun.

After going out and looking at the bald accountant's office again, Wang Zuluo frowned and went downstairs.

Sooner or later, the damn bald man will find an opportunity to get out of the company, otherwise it will take less than half an hour for Lin Weilong to hear about what he has done.

Downstairs, Tony and Duan Kun didn't even leave. They were confronting a group of gangsters at this time. It's not accurate to call them a confrontation. A dozen gangsters were just standing across the street bragging and chatting, and they didn't even set foot in the Weilong Finance Company. Intend.

The two of them greeted Wang Zuluo immediately after seeing him. Tony held a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Brother Luo, the bad guys from Lianying are here to patrol the streets again."