Reborn Financial Overlord

"You can't keep a straight face either."

"Understood, is there any more?"

"You can't deliberately cool him down."

"Got it. Got it. You can't bully him, you can't keep a straight face, and you can't deliberately cool him down. My little aunt, it's okay."

"Hmph, that's pretty much the same. If you dare to bully him, I'll tell my mother and see how she handles you."

"..."

In Zhigongtang, Honolulu, in a luxuriously decorated office, Song Jun was holding the phone with a look of helplessness on his face.

Although he knew that the female university could not let her father go, but his daughter folded her arms and turned away before passing the door. In the future, she would have to move the entire Song family to that bastard.

"I made you look down on me once, but you can't look down on me later!"

After hanging up the phone, thinking of what that bastard Shen Jiannan had said, a burst of anger rose in Song Jun's lungs.

Chapter 68 Conundrums

Jade is not cut, not a device.

It can only be said that the broken jade can't be made into a tool in the first place.

Knowing that Shen Jiannan harmed his daughter that night, Song Jun really wanted someone to throw this guy into the Huangpu River to feed the fish, but after thinking about it, he decided to polish that bastard.

Otherwise... what can I do.

Who knows, the bastard would ask if he could give him the 20 as soon as he met.

In the end, there was another sentence: I used to be looked down upon by you, but you can't look down on me later!

Stuck in the sofa seat, Song Jun couldn't help but recall the first meeting on that snowy day...

For clubs, Shen Jiannan has always been contemptuous.Forcing women into prostitution, raping and looting, murder and arson, attracting people to take drugs, drug trafficking, it can be said that they do all kinds of evil.Especially the Chinese associations outside the mainland. Although the original intention and slogan of the establishment is to keep warm and protect and help each other, the things they do are not done by people at all.

These associations were the first to oppress compatriots who left the mainland, and they were the first to oppress compatriots who came from thousands of miles away.

Just like Hong Kong, the associations are as fierce as tigers when they oppress Hong Kong people, oppress compatriots who come to Hong Kong from the mainland, suck people's fat and blood, and rob compatriots' hard-earned money, but they are more cowardly than anyone else when facing the British.

Of course, maybe as Lian Kun once said, without the support of the emperor, the society would not be able to develop at all. For the survival of the society, everything must be done.

Because the so-called clean government of Shu is just a cloak for legal robbery and secretly collecting money.Just like, the honest and clean government of Shu always checks the Chinese, but there is nothing they can do about the British.In order to develop and grow, the association must obtain legal and military support, and must compromise with the British.

People have guns and an army in their hands, and if the association does not compromise, how can it survive.

However, the colonial robbery of foreigners is still covered with a skin, which seems to be quite gentle, and the associations that call for mutual protection, brotherhood, and defense of the home and country are more vicious than each other.

This phenomenon did not gradually converge until after 97, and then slowly changed.

Not to mention the 90s, even 30 years later, the Chinese who went to work overseas were often exploited and bullied by factories and restaurants with association backgrounds. The irony is that foreign media sometimes can’t stand it. Why are Chinese people a Vulnerable groups, the ones who like to bully the Chinese the most are the Chinese themselves.

He has witnessed, experienced, and understood, so Shen Jiannan has never had a good impression of associations, associations that call for eradicating the strong and supporting the weak, eliminating violence and bringing peace to the good, and helping each other.

But Hongmen Zhigongtang is one of the exceptions.

In 1911, the Huanghuagang Uprising failed, and the Tongmenghui urgently needed US$15 in funds.Situ Meitang of Hongmen Zhigongtang mortgaged the four court buildings in Toronto, Vancouver and Victoria, Canada, and raised the money for emergency. In 1925, Situ Meitang developed Hongmen Zhigongtang into Zhigongtang, and since then it has become a political force that cannot be ignored, fighting for a little tolerance and warmth for the survival of Chinese in America.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, Situ Meitang was already seventy years old, but he still worked more than ten hours a day, calling for donations to support the Chinese Anti-Japanese War.During the more than ten years of the Anti-Japanese War in Central, he raised a total of more than 400 million US dollars, adding an indelible force to China's victory.

Eliminate the strong and help the weak, eradicate violence and bring peace to the good, help each other, defend the country, love the country, love the nation, and resist foreign aggression.

Hongmen sent to the court and proved with actions that they did it.

Honolulu, ala moana blvd.

With a pair of sunglasses on, Shen Jiannan stopped at the door of a bank, smoking a cigarette, and looked at the American police force all around with great interest.

From the time he got off the plane to Honolulu, he found that there was an undercurrent simmering all around, and the US police force, which had always been lazy, was ready to fight as if it had encountered some great enemy. On the road of Ala Moana Blvd, along the way, he was met with several eyes. I saw seven or eight armed policemen with live ammunition.

When did the American police become so hardworking and dedicated?

"Boss. See if that guy is there. I bet you that he must be an FBI agent."

Marat Savage glanced not far away, motioning Shen Jiannan to look at a middle-aged man holding a newspaper.

About 1.7 meters five, moderately obese, with a common three to seven part hair, wearing an ordinary gray suit, at first glance, there is nothing unusual, just a passerby.

But Shen Jiannan believed in Marat Savage's judgment.

Often the person who knows you best is always your enemy. As a former KGB lieutenant colonel agent, if Peng Er couldn’t even be seen by the FBI, he would probably have been fired by the KGB, or died in an unknown place. street.

Peng San on the side already sensed that something was wrong, and when he heard Peng Er say FBI, he couldn't help but frowned deeply.

He could clearly feel that there were policemen everywhere, both openly and secretly, and now even the FBI was here, which was not a good sign.Without him, judging from the core area radiated by the bright whistle and dark whistle, the central location is probably the target they are going to this time, Zhoushan Hall.Nine times out of ten, the US police force and secret agents are haunted because of this pleading meeting to the court.

"Jiannan. Are these policemen full of food? Isn't it just a pleading meeting? Why are they so nervous?"

"If you know that Roosevelt was also the younger brother of Brother Hongmen, you will know why they are so nervous."

"Roosevelt? Who is this guy?"

Seeing Peng San's surprised look, Peng Er showed a strange look on his face.

"Peng. Are you sure, you used to be a university teacher?"

"Of course, I teach physical education."

"Okay. I get it. Franklin Delano Roosevelt, former President of the United States."

“…”

Peng San was dumbfounded, and took out a dollar bill.

"You mean this stuff?"

"My God. You are a physical education teacher. This is Benjamin Franklin."

"..."

hiss--

During the unnutritive exchange between the two, Shen Jiannan accurately flicked the cigarette butt in his hand into the trash can not far away, and walked towards Zhoushan Hall not far away with big strides.Maybe it was because of bad taste, or because he couldn't forget the FBI's previous pursuit. When he walked up to the middle-aged man holding the newspaper, he stopped in his tracks.

"Hello sir."

Stephen Schiff has been paying attention to Shen Jiannan and his party for a long time. They all had Chinese faces. He received a message from the communicator as soon as he arrived at Ala Moana Blvd.But he never expected that the target person would come over directly and greet him.

Shivering with the newspaper in his hand, Stephen Schiff reflexively wanted to touch the gun hanging on his waist.

But in the end, he didn't touch it.

At some point, a hand was placed on his shoulder. That simple and honest face was harmless to humans and animals, but the strength on his arm was unimaginably terrifying.

"Hey buddy. Take it easy."

Tang Dunhou gritted his teeth and said.

"Schiff, what's going on with you?"

On the walkie-talkie, a colleague who noticed something was wrong immediately asked.

Stephen Schiff was not in a hurry to answer. Good training gave him a strong ability to react and judge. After realizing that the other party was not malicious, he relaxed his guard a little bit. Looking at Shen Jiannan, who was obviously the leader, he tried his best to squeeze out a Kind smile.

"Hi, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Oh. That's it. I wonder if you can lend me your leather shoes?"

Stephen Schiff looked bewildered, looking at the expensive leather shoes on Shen Jiannan's feet, his brain couldn't keep up.

"Walter?"

Snapped!

Shen Jiannan snapped his fingers, Peng Er understood, took out a stack of dollars from his pocket, and handed it to Stephen Schiff.

Humiliation, naked humiliation.

Stephen Schiff was deeply irritated. He is an FBI agent anyway, how could he be insulted like this.

"FUCK. What the hell are you doing?"

"..."

Five minutes later, Peng Er covered his nose and threw a pair of leather shoes into the trash can, leaving only Stephen Schiff standing there barefoot.

ding ding ding-

The phone rang suddenly, and Stephen Schiff pressed the communication button on the phone as if in a dream.

"Schiff, what the hell are you doing?"

"Oh. Nothing. A pair of leather shoes, sir."

"Walter? That's it?"

"Yes. He needs help."

"But I saw them throw your leather shoes in the trash. Damn, what the hell are you doing."

"I don't want to do this either, but..."

"But what? They threatened you?"

"No! I voluntarily."

"..."

After crossing an intersection, passing a convenience store, and walking more than 50 meters past a building, they arrived at the main hall of Hongmenzhigongtang in Honolulu.

As the earliest Zhigongtang in America and one of the largest halls in America, Honolulu Zhigongtang is not as domineering and luxurious as imagined.

The three-story building has been eroded by time, submerged in the signboards of restaurants and mahjong halls, and looks inconspicuous.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that this place raised more than 50 million US dollars for China's war of resistance 1000 years ago, and has donated a lot of money to major universities and institutions in China every year.

It has not yet reached July 7, but the smell of martial law can already be felt all around. Whether it is the American police or Hongmen Kunzhong, they are obviously waiting in full force.

Two young men with short hair and black tunic suits stood at the door with bright eyes. When Shen Jiannan and his group approached, they inadvertently glanced at Peng Er and Akhmetov who were following behind Shen Jiannan.

With a smile on his face, Peng San took out a cigarette from his pocket, and greeted the two of them with the unique meeting ceremony of Chinese people.

"Brother. I am Peng San from Hong Kong Yunji, and this is my invitation letter."

Chinese cigarettes.

The red packaging made people feel very friendly, and the guards in the eyes of the two people who were standing at the door to receive it suddenly lost a lot of vigilance.

After taking the cigarettes and checking Peng San's invitation letter, one of them showed kindness and returned the invitation letter to Peng San, making a gesture of invitation.

"Third brother, please come inside. The brotherhood upstairs has arranged for it. There have been a lot of people coming here in the past two days. I hope third brother can understand."

"Wherever you are, they are all brothers, and you two need to take care of you if you have something to do."

"Third Brother, you are too polite."

After receiving the invitation letter, Peng San was about to go inside, but found something was wrong just after taking two steps.The two who were still smiling just now stretched out their hands to hold Shen Jiannan and his party.

"Brother. These are my brothers, can't you bring them in?"

"Third brother, I'm sorry. Others can go in, but this brother, I'm afraid I can't."

"..."

Chapter 69 Breaking the Threshold

Shen Jiannan's face turned dark immediately.

Anyone can enter, but he cannot enter. This is not to make it difficult for him.

Well, you old Song, why are you so shameless, didn't you promise your daughter not to trouble me, not to embarrass me, not to embarrass me.

Before coming here, Shen Jiannan had already considered all kinds of changes, including what small shoes Song Jun would wear for him, and asked Song Xiaodan to call Song Jun, but he didn't count, and Song Jun actually backtracked on the phone. Ah, he agreed very quickly, it's only been a few hours, and he was presented with a problem in the blink of an eye.

Didn't it mean that Song Jun practiced the way of a gentleman, never regretted it, treated others modestly, and was upright?

Thinking about Song Xiaodan's evaluation of his father, thinking about the feeling when he first met Song Jun, and thinking about the information of Peng Er's investigation, Shen Jiannan fell into deep thought.

Why, the gap between the front and back of a person is so big!