Reborn Financial Overlord

The people around were chatting like drinking tea, and the red vests in the central area were also constantly whispering.

The market hasn't changed much either.

4159.

The price is still hovering near the lowest point in the past few days.

Instinctively, Lu Shu asked.

"what happened?"

Shen Jiannan didn't answer.

He closed his eyes and listened carefully to his own heartbeat.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a powerful heartbeat, but there seemed to be a sound beyond the heartbeat that was constantly warning of something.

Very familiar feeling.

"Old Lu. Go and close all long orders. Immediately."

"..."

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There is a saying that goes like this, where there are Chinese, there are temples.

Yau Ma Tei used to be a gathering place for fishermen. The Tin Hau Temple, which entrusts the fishermen's various wishes, naturally became the center of Yau Ma Tei, and the nearest place to Tin Hau Temple is Temple Street.

Every evening, hundreds of street stalls wake up the entire Temple Street.

Those who sell small commodities, those who give portraits, those who play ring games, those who tell fortunes, those who perform opera performances... If you are hungry, you can come to a bowl of authentic claypot rice and chop suey noodles. A few food stalls will not sleep Endless, open until the early hours of the morning.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Peng San walked through hundreds of stalls in Temple Street with a piece of meatloaf in his hand.

"Hello, third brother."

"The third brother is here."

"Third brother."

"..."

Greetings with smiles, eyes with faint fear.

Wherever Peng San went, the small vendors in Temple Street greeted each other.

Shen Jiannan told Lu Shu that Peng San found a job.

This is true.

Peng San's current job is to work in Temple Street. He not only maintains the security management of Temple Street, but also is responsible for the location of various stalls in Temple Street. In addition, he is also responsible for collecting operating expenses and security fees.

The comprehensive function is indeed similar to what Shen Jiannan said, a bit like the city management bureau, industry and commerce bureau, police station, and taxation bureau combined into one post.

Chapter 45 What does leek mean (edit)

Of course, although Peng San's job functions include all the work of the Fourth Bureau, he does not belong to any unit of the four major departments.

He represents Yun Kee, and Temple Street is the site of Yun Kee, one of the two major gangs in Yau Ma Tei.

Why is Peng San Yunji's site managed by Peng San?

Very simple.

In terms of fruit supply in the [-] districts of Hong Kong Island, Yun Kee and Wo Sheng Kee have been fighting for a long time.

Everyone wanted to overwhelm the other, but they couldn't do so.

Both sides have larger community support behind them.

Yun Kee's Lian Kun is backed by one of the four major clubs in Hong Kong, Qingshan Society.

Both are backed by evenly matched associations. Although disputes have occurred frequently over the past few years, they are both in a state of testing each other.

The black club is seeking money, not war.

Therefore, although the two sides fought from time to time, they both tacitly agreed not to use the power of the association.

Because no matter which party uses the power of the association, someone from the other party will naturally come forward to support it.

The appearance of Peng San broke this tacit understanding.

The ferocity of one person against seven or eight thugs made Tan Yaobing only hand over the territory in his hand.

Organized and disciplined associations are called black clubs. If you want to maintain discipline and organization, you will naturally have clear rewards and punishments.

Having done meritorious service and possessing a combat power that ordinary peripheral members do not possess, Peng San will naturally be reused, and the result is to manage the specific affairs of Temple Street.

Responsible for collecting monthly comprehensive management fees and maintaining public security.

Kind of like a... fiefdom.

And now Peng San is already a full member of Yunji, Si Jiuzi under Lian Kun's subordinates.

"Hello, third brother."

"Third brother."

"..."

Wherever Peng San passed, there was one greeting after another.

There were peddlers who placed carpets, and shop owners who opened a shop. These people offered money to Peng San while greeting them.

There are a hundred, there are two hundred, there are a thousand.

Calculated based on the booth area.

This is a comprehensive management fee charged on a monthly basis, and there is another name, which is to collect land.

In plain English, it means collecting protection fees.

The protection fee will naturally provide protection services.

Yunji is responsible for ensuring that the big and small bosses in Temple Street can operate safely. No matter if someone is looking for trouble or they don’t pay for shopping, Yunji will come forward to solve it.

What happens if you don't pay the protection fee?

Anyone who has tried it knows that service can become a hassle.

"Third brother."

After greeting each other, Peng San's face seemed to be paralyzed.

I smoked too many times and almost became facial paralysis.

MMP, why did I become the third brother.

In the fear of those traders around, Peng San felt even more resentful than a resentful woman.

Lian Kun called him Ah San, and these people called him Third Brother.

It's obviously a normal name but it always makes people think of the red-headed Ah San.

One, two, three.

After walking for three full hours, Peng San and his party finally reached the end of Temple Street.

A younger brother reminded.

"Third Brother. Ahead is He Sheng Ji's territory."

Peng San stopped, and he spoke.

"How much did you charge in total?"

"More than 63."

For a moment, Peng San wanted to snatch all the money from the younger brother behind him and run away.

63 million.

With his previous salary, he would not be able to earn such a large amount of money if he worked for 100 years.

But in the end, Peng San suppressed the impulse in his heart.

It was the first time he came out to collect money, Lian Kun would be in hell if he hadn't been guarding against him in secret.

Calmly suppressing the desire in his heart, Peng San spoke.

"Take [-] and share it with the brothers. Baimao and I will go back and hand in the numbers."

It's all for money when you come out to mess with everyone.

As soon as they heard that they wanted to share the money, the younger brothers behind Peng San laughed one by one.

ten people.

One person is 6000 yuan.

All the normally vicious guys smiled happily.

Peng San didn't delay either, and directly counted [-] from the money collection bag and started sending out the money.

This is Yunji's rule.

Ten percent of the monthly management fee is given to the younger brother.

Six thousand for you and six thousand for me.

The faces of the younger brothers who took the money all became cheerful.

No one complained.

The community needs funds to develop. Although 90.00% has been handed in, everyone knows that 90.00% of the 50.00% has to be handed in again.

"Third Brother. There's a place over there on Bolan Street that has a new girl. Do you want to go and see it later?"

After the money was distributed, a younger brother said with a smile.

Immediately, Peng San's face burned.

It is only a few steps away from Bolan Street to Temple Street, and Peng San knows exactly what is going on there.

going or not?

As a man who hasn't been dealt with yet, Peng San struggled for a long time.The coolly dressed young ladies on Bolan Street involuntarily appeared in his mind.

But at this moment, several "beeps" shook Peng San's waist.

"Beep beep" "beep beep".

It was the pager on Peng San's waist.

There are only four words on it, see you at the old place.

A gleam flashed in Peng San's eyes, and he said calmly to the younger brothers around him.

"I'll go again next time I have a chance. I still have something to do today, Baimao, now I'm going back with me to talk to the boss."

"..."

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Causeway Bay, always in a dilapidated apartment.

"The following is a financial newsletter.

According to the data released by the Neon Statistics Bureau, the total GDP of Neon in 1990 increased by 20.00% compared to the same period last year, among which several major cities such as Osaka and Tokyo were among the best, with an increase of 30.00%.But neon stocks fell [-] percent on the day as the yen strengthened rapidly.

Affected by this, the Hang Seng Index fell 3910.71% today to close at [-].

Some analysts pointed out that the neon stock market has little impact on Hong Kong's economy, and today's sharp drop is partly caused by investor panic..."

In the apartment building, Lu Shu sat on the sofa and watched TV alone.

His face was a little pale, and there was not much blood on his lips. I don't know if it was because the temperature dropped in the evening, and he felt cold all over his body.

An unspeakable fear filled Lu Shu's heart.

In the last 15 minutes of closing in the afternoon, the Hang Seng Index suddenly plunged rapidly.