Han Zong: Starting from the Undercover New World

"Ah! Why are you here so late! Hurry up!"

The moment the KTV door was opened, Ding Qing's voice sounded.

Lin Wei frowned subconsciously. The deafening music accompaniment by his ears made his hearing more sensitive than ordinary people a little uncomfortable, but soon, he got used to it and smiled: "Brother!"

There are not many people in the KTV.

Apart from Ding Qing and Li Zicheng, there was only one familiar face who had met many times in the game hall. Lin Wei had not joined the North Gate for a long time. None of the names.

The familiar face looked less than 30 years old, with a cropped cut. Although he looked ordinary, he looked very friendly. Seeing Lin Wei looking at him at this moment, he even smiled proactively.

"Come quickly!" Ding Qing waved his hands and shouted towards the door: "Hey Yixi, where is the girl?"

Lin Wei smiled and sat down, Ding Qing took the initiative to pick up the beer bottle, Lin Wei hurriedly chose a glass that looked clean and held it up with both hands.

Ding Qing filled up the beer with a bright smile - he is now wearing a gray suit, and the shirt inside is still colorful, but compared with the little gangster before, he finally has the shadow of the second in command of the Golden Gate Group in the future .

Li Zicheng was still the same as Lin Wei, dressed in ordinary clothes, when he saw Lin Wei, he raised his glass to say hello.

Lin Wei was keenly aware that he seemed to have become a bit deeper - since the two meetings after the Incheon Port incident, he has never seen Li Zixiang smile as brightly as before.

"Lin Wei, you haven't had a good chat with Ren Modeling yet, have you? Let me say hello, this is an old man who has been with me for a long time."

Lin Wei obeyed Ding Qing's words, raised his wine glass, and smiled at Model Ren: "Brother Ren, everyone was busy before, so I haven't had time to say hello to you."

"Hey Yigu! Don't be like this, who in the gang doesn't know your name, Lin Wei, we can sit here and drink, thanks to your hard work to get the Nanmen faction."

Ren Modeling smiled, showing no airs, but Ding Qing hated politeness the most. He had a kind of prodigal son in his bones, and he felt disgusted when he saw such polite scenes.

"Ah Yixi, drink!" Ding Qing chose to raise his glass.

The other three raised their wine glasses in unison, and Model Ren said all kinds of toasts in a very tactful way: "For tomorrow!"

"For Brother Ding!"

"For the North Gate"

Lin Wei saw that he was actively enlivening the atmosphere, so he cooperated consciously, and the scene soon heated up.

A row of eight girls walked in through the gate of the KTV, each wearing heavy makeup, revealing clothes, good figure and charming smile.

Ding Qing waved them all to stay, and the group of girls also joined in, consciously surrounding the men from left to right.

The venue became even more noisy. Beer was taken in cases, with full bottles coming in and empty bottles coming out. In just over an hour, the four of them, including the taciturn Li Zicheng, seemed to be a bit over their heads.

Ding Qing put his arm around the beautiful girl, winked at Lin Wei with a wretched smile, "Yeah, how's it going?"

"Not bad." Lin Wei also seemed to be a seasoned veteran, he naturally leaned on the girls, laughing and laughing with them, very naturally.

"Hahahaha." Ding Qing laughed abruptly.

Not only did his laughter not slow down, but the more he laughed, the happier he became. Looking around, he stood up suddenly, stepped on the table, and waved to the distance: "Xiba, sing! Sing together!"

Model Ren was the quickest to respond. Without a word, he brought the microphone, and took the initiative to order a few songs that Ding Qing liked.

The girls also looked like they had seen a Uranus superstar, cheering and applauding, dancing their bodies in the music to their heart's content.

Lin Wei smiled and followed the drumbeat, but when the woman next to him deliberately wriggled in front of him, he pushed her aside.

The woman turned her head in astonishment, only seeing his calm eyes, she was half sober from the wine, and after a brief moment of stupor, she became more enthusiastic to cheer for Ding Qing, but she didn't dare to lean on him casually.

Because of this, Lin Wei really felt a lot more comfortable - he really didn't like these women, and they didn't even look like Cui Minshu 80% of the level, which made him completely uninterested.

But the young man's body still made him uncomfortable when he was rubbed around.

Ah Yixi.

The house is rented, do you want to find Cui Minshu to live with him?

He was a little distracted.

When he came back to his senses, Ding Qing had already sung to his heart's content. He held up the microphone and shouted loudly: "Xiba! From today on, we will have the final say on the North Gate Market of Xiba! Grass!"

Ding Qing threw the microphone away, rubbed his cheek vigorously with his hand, waved it casually, and Ren Modeling immediately turned off the music.

The field suddenly fell silent.

The girls sat back politely, while Ding Qing lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa, his expression quickly calmed down.

"Lin Wei, which one do you think is better, this KTV or that massage shop?"

Before Lin Wei opened his mouth, he suddenly thought of something, stopped the topic, pondered for a moment, and said softly, "What aspect are you asking?"

Ding Qing laughed.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Wei: "Xiba wolf bastard, you have a really good brain."

"Yeah, which one do you want?" Ding Qing looked directly at Ren Modeling.

Model Ren hesitated for a moment, looked at Lin Wei first, and laughed: "Let Lin Wei choose first, thanks to him this time."

"Brother, I can do it." Lin Wei pushed back with a Tai Chi, but after this sentence, he showed his confidence: "No matter which store it is, I can do it."

"Axi, this kid's self-confidence is really enviable, Zicheng, what do you think?" Ding Qing smiled and patted Li Zicheng who hadn't spoken for a long time.

Li Zicheng raised his head from the woman, as if he was about to fall asleep: "This kid is really capable."

"Let me be straight first." Ding Qing exhaled smoke, crossed his legs: "Calculating now, KTV's income is twice that of that massage shop, Xiao Lin, you have to calculate this account clearly.

A box of Xiba garbage beer can earn more than 40,000 yuan, and these beauties can earn 60,000 yuan an hour. Do you know how many boxes there are? Do you know how much each box can earn per hour? "

Ding Qing said in a tone of gritted teeth: "This KTV, Xiba, the money that can be made in one night, the most, is his three million, five million!"

Lin Wei was a little surprised at the truth, but Ding Qing just raised the beer bottle and said angrily: "Xiba son of a bitch"

He may have thought of his previous poverty, and turned to look at Li Zicheng: "Ah, Zicheng, tell me, how many mobile phones can you buy with the money earned from Xiba KTV in one night?"

"Brother, five million, you can buy that female guide." Li Zicheng seemed to have thought of something, although his words were joking, but his expression was actually a little cold.

It's hard to imagine that Li Zicheng and Lin Wei bought the mobile phone some time ago.

Of course, Lin Wei believed that Li Zicheng did this on purpose.

Ding Qing let out a sneer, lifted the beer bottle and took a few sips, put the beer bottle down, and said: "The massage shop is almost worse."

"There are only eight technicians in total, and each technician earns hundreds of thousands to two hundred thousand yuan an hour, but the number of customers is not too many, and the minimum consumption is generally about one million a night. Just three million."

Lin Wei asked, "Is it revenue or sales?"

"Income." Ding Qing emphasized his tone.

What a huge profit.

Gangsters don't follow the rules when doing business. In fact, the reason why Golden Princess KTV or Wenrou Township can achieve this kind of turnover is not because of how well they do it, but because of monopoly.

On the whole street, no second similar store is allowed to appear.

And many KTV or massage parlors in the entire Beidamen market, if they don't pay the gangs, it is absolutely impossible to open.

In the past, none of this money fell into Ding Qing's hands.

In the original structure of the entire Beimen School, Ding Qing's position was even in the position of the fourth or even the fifth in command, and the division of power and strength were completely unequal.

Whether it is based on ability or contribution, Ding Qing can definitely be regarded as the second in command of the gang, but it doesn't matter that Jackie Chan is an old man, and he pays special attention to human feelings.

There is only so much money, the boss has to earn half, the rest goes down, the second in command takes half, and the money that the third in command can get is 10 to 20 million a month, how much are they willing to give Ding Qing?

From Li Zicheng's state, it can be seen that as Ding Qing's deputy, it is difficult to buy a mobile phone - it's not that Li Zicheng is really that poor, but that his money can't be used on himself.

Raising younger brothers requires money.

Take Lin Wei as an example. Li Zicheng first met him, and after leaving KTV, he gave him 100,000 yuan in pocket money.

Strictly speaking, Lin Wei is not his younger brother, but Ding Qing's direct younger brother.

How much does Li Zicheng pay his own people?

Among other things, at least we must ensure that the big guys can eat enough, right?

Ding Qing's money can give Li Zicheng a limit, and Li Zicheng has never been stingy with money in order to maintain the fighting power of his own people. In the end, he has nothing in his pockets - of course, it cannot be ruled out that this is the person Li Zicheng deliberately shaped. set up.

This is also the reason why Li Zicheng has a high reputation in the gang now.

Mixing gangs is also a science.

Lin Wei pondered and pondered, but on the face he just said: "Brother, I can do anything."

"Oh?" Ding Qing laughed: "Really?"

Lin Wei nodded.

He is indeed very confident, whether it is for KTV or others, as long as there is a store that allows him to display his skills, he is sure to use his future vision far beyond the present to make this business better.

Ding Qing took a puff of cigarette, let out a long breath, and finally said directly: "I'll give you a massage shop. There is no rent for that shop. Just give me at least 10 million a month. Can it be done?"

Lin Wei hardly hesitated: "Brother! I can."

Ding Qing laughed and leaned on the woman beside him: "Don't regret it, that run-down store doesn't make much money."

"Brother, don't worry." Lin Wei said confidently, "I won't let you down."

But after a short pause, a smile bloomed on his face: "But, brother, you have to invest some money first, and let me renovate the shop."

Ding Qing rolled his eyes: "How much?"

Lin Wei raised a hand shyly with a smile.