Reborn Financial Overlord

Only a fool would agree to take his money.

As a result, all bucket shops were naturally rejected.

But after being rejected, Peng San made an invitation, an invitation that people couldn't refuse.

Cooperation, cooperation to make money.

Cooperate to set up a private equity fund and share profits.

No one believed such nonsense.

But... the temptation is too great.

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Peng San. What the hell are you trying to do? Don't think that I'm afraid of you because Qingshan Society doesn't dare to touch you Yunji."

"Peng San. I don't believe you would be so kind to bring everyone money?"

This is common sense.

Why do everyone hack and scramble for land every day, not to make money.

If it can make money, the ghost will let others take a share.

Doubt, wonder, puzzle.

No one knew what kind of medicine was sold in Peng San's gourd.

Peng San himself was not particularly clear about it.

Taking a deep puff of the cigar in his mouth, he spit out smoke rings one after another towards the sky.

Until the smoke dissipated, Peng San spread his arms and said.

"Ban Minghui, according to my original intention, I don't want to cooperate with rubbish like you."

Lan Minghui, whose full name is Zhang Jiahui, is a member of the older generation of the Hong Kong underworld, and is quite prestigious on the road.

Now he is scolded for being a trash, and everyone present quits.

"Peng San, don't be arrogant."

"Why are you talking to my brother?"

"Third Brother, Uncle Hui is a senior after all, you are too rude."

"..."

Amidst the scolding, a group of people stared at Peng Sanwei, as if he would rush forward if he dared to say another word.

Peng San was taken aback, he quickly waved his hands and said.

"Misunderstanding, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean to target Uncle Hui."

"Then what do you mean?"

Peng San touched his nose, he said sincerely.

"I mean, everyone here is trash."

Arrogant, arrogant.

Although these people present were incomparable to the three major gangs, none of them were big brothers, and now Peng San dared to call them rubbish in public.

"Peng San, you're tired of working."

"Peng San, do you really think we can't deal with you with a big gang?"

"Peng San, you are too arrogant."

The group of heroes changed color.

Everyone pointed at Peng San, wishing they could go up and smash his smiling face.

"Clap!"

Peng San snapped his fingers with a smile on his face.

Immediately, the excited and angry people became honest.

six people.

Six people who couldn't see their faces and were armed to the teeth walked in like ghosts.

Uniform steps, silent movements.

The people who came out to hang out had already disregarded life and death, but after seeing these six people who suddenly appeared, they still felt a chill down their backs.

The people on the periphery involuntarily took a few steps back, and many people understood why the Qingshan Club didn't dare to move Yunji.

This is not a big circle boy at all, and it is not a club at all.

"Clap!"

In everyone's astonishment, Peng San clapped his hands.

"Forcing the good for prostitution, poisoning the public, oppressing the weak, are you rubbish?"

"..."

No one answered.

Only dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Those six people in the back are too scary.

If Peng San was offended, it would be different from sending him to his death.

Not being afraid of death doesn't mean dying if you want to be confused.

"Trash like you really don't want to cooperate with you according to my original intention. I give you money. I think it's better to do charity! But someone asked me to cooperate with you, and I can't help it."

Who can be the boss is not a human being.

Brave but foolish, he can't survive a single episode in a series.

Someone asked Peng San to cooperate!

Who can make Peng San want to cooperate instead of cooperating?

Who can make a steady profit in the stock market where no one knows the ups and downs?

Who can arrange a group of such terrifying guys to follow Peng San?

Who can wipe out the halls of the Qingshan Society overnight and make the Qingshan Society dare not fight back?

Water Margin.

The boss present immediately thought of Water Margin.

The minds of all the bosses who dared not speak out became active.

"Third brother. Can you tell me who asked you to cooperate with us?"

"This is inconvenient. But I can assure you that you will not lose any points for what you deserve."

"You have also seen that this is a formal legal document, 500 million copies, and the rights and obligations are clearly written, as long as..."

"..."

Funds, cooperation, legal...

Share or not?

There is no choice at all.If you can't resist rape, you can enjoy the pleasure of being raped!

At least, it is really profitable.

"Third brother is righteous, and my Youth Club will take a share."

"We, Shenghe, also get a share."

"..."

Chapter 81 Praise God

Siberia in May is the most comfortable season of the year. The temperature is moderate and the sun is shining brightly. Standing in the sun, you can enjoy the feeling of spring.

Leningrad.

It is the political, economic and cultural center of Russia in history. It is known as the northern capital of Russia. It is also the largest industrial city in Russia and the most important city for the deployment of the Soviet Navy.

At this time, the northernmost industrial city in the world was caught in a mighty demonstration.

Countless youths wearing factory uniforms walked on the streets in groups, holding banners and slogans, and they were chanting.

"Get Gorba out!"

"We want democracy!"

"We want to be free!"

"We want food!"

"We want vodka!"

Tens of thousands of strikers gathered together and shouted, densely packed like a moving torrent of humanity.

The hammer and sickle symbol was vandalized by the demonstrators, and the Marines with guns could only retreat again and again.

At the entrances of major state-run shopping malls, shoppers also lined up in long queues.

Due to the strict control of the quantity of various supplies, residents had to start queuing early in the morning.

In the shopping mall, Zhuo Ya, who had queued up since two o'clock in the morning and finally entered the shopping mall, pushed the shopping trolley forward slowly.

The surrounding shelves were empty and there were no products to be seen, and even the usually plentiful supply of black bread seemed to have disappeared.

Zhuoya didn't panic, she was 60 years old and had experienced the baptism of war, she had nothing to fear.

Slowly pushing the shopping cart in her hand, Zhuo Ya walked to the egg shelf.

Two baskets of red fresh eggs are impressively on the shelf.

This is one of the few food items in the mall.

A gleam of joy flashed in Zhuo Ya's old eyes.

God is merciful and will never stop the way of others.

Letting go of the shopping cart in her hand, Zhuoya moved towards the eggs on the shelf.

But at this moment, a young and strong young man walked quickly, and picked up the eggs on the shelf just as Zhuoya was about to walk to the shelf.

Two baskets, the young man picked up two baskets of eggs, turned around and left.

After being dazed for a second, Zhuo Ya showed a wry smile helplessly.

Perhaps, God took a nap today.

Food shortages, food shortages, and even the most common black bread have been out of stock. Many ordinary residents have fallen into life's predicament just like Zhuoya.

Of course, this is only for ordinary residents.

Ekaterina, the only empress in Russian history who was named "Emperor".

The Hermitage she left behind is known as one of the greatest civilizations of mankind.

Few people know that Queen Katerina also has a luxurious private palace.

It is the Lion Court.

Located next to the Winter Palace and near St. Isaac's Cathedral, it is named after two antique stone lions at the entrance.

The red pillars and mottled walls all exude a strong historical charm, and the two mighty and majestic lions at the door show the supreme style of the Russian royal family.

Entering the palace, the gorgeous golden interior decoration is full of noble style,

The hall and the main corridor have been restored to their original luxury and beauty in the 19s. Four Doric marble columns support round arches on all sides, and the round arched ceiling is decorated with delicate and orderly relief patterns.

Guided by the chandelier filled with candlesticks, stepping on the carpet of colorful flowers, you walk into the corridor with two rows of Egyptian columns, and long tiles are pasted on the wall for Corinthian column decoration.

Back in the day, when the female tsar converted to the Orthodox Church and realized Russia’s massive territorial expansion, how heroic and domineering it was.