I haven't been a boss for many years

Sure enough, make money!

No wonder, there are so many young and Dangerous people, one after another rushing into the quagmire, not to mention, Zhang Guobin's underground financial resources are far more than ordinary young and Dangerous boys, if not stopped, it will explode again next year.

Chapter 203

"What a scary number."

He is only a hall master, and he has not yet become a sitter. If he becomes He Yihai's sitter, wouldn't the annual black income be hundreds of millions, billions of dollars?

Looking at the accounts, a lot of money has to be allocated to the younger brother to manage the relationship, but with such a huge black and three-color funds in control, all expenses of the funds are sunk to the horse boy, the boss, the assets...

Like a giant beast entrenched in the dark night, if it violently eats people, its muscles will be extremely terrifying. It is not wrong for the police to continue to attack. Strong, it is tens of thousands of lives that are being stirred up.

Li Chenghao continued: "In addition, Brother Bin, according to your instructions, the fan stall pumped more than 800 million yuan, all of which were donated to the Children's Charity Fund."

"The person in charge of the charity fund made you a certificate and mounted it on the first floor of Guangming Photo Gallery. Uncle Gen said he liked it very much.

Last time I even asked about sitting in the hall. "

"what is that?"

"Hehe." Zhang Guobin smiled.

"Originally, I donated the sub-category pumping water, and a part of the account would be missing. However, Yau Ma Tei has not paid the full amount to the club for a long time. It has been procrastinated and deducted. The remaining money is more than 800 million. The account is better than expected. Thank you , there are a total of 500 million Hong Kong dollars in the accounts of the hall, of which [-] million [-] million are the income of the regular bank, which currently exists in the company account.

More than [-] million yuan is scattered in different overseas accounts. If you want to use it, you can withdraw it at any time. "

Reported by Li Chenghao.

"It seems that in the past two years, Yau Ma Tei Tangkou has really grown bigger and stronger. The number of more than 2 million a year has surpassed most associations in Xiangjiang."

"It does not include income from car dealerships, magazines, etc."

Zhang Guobin thought about it.

Putting aside the scattered income from the magazine, the car dealership is also making money now, but it is included in the account of He Shengxing, not in the account of Yau Ma Tei...

Income and assets are also two concepts. There is still a large amount of fixed assets in the hall, such as clothing, sneakers stores, nightclubs, bars and other stalls.

"Normal income is stored in the company account for commercial investment, and the money in the underground account is deposited in foreign underground banks, where it will be reserved first."

Zhang Guobin has no intention of laundering money.

There are so many people under his hand to support, all kinds of sites, businesses, and black money are used for black and white, it is too bad for money laundering to be pumped out.

Yihai is not a bigwig in international money laundering, and if he launders hundreds of millions in Hong Kong, he can easily be caught by the anti-money laundering team.

"I see."

"Bingo."

Li Chenghao nodded in agreement.

"By the way, I have earned such a large sum of money this year, shouldn't I give grandpa and uncles a generous gift?"

"What are you giving?"

Zhang Guobin frowned.

"Gold, silver, banknotes, don't give away any of them. During the holidays, give each of the elders two roast chickens. You don't need to give anything else. This year is especially critical, and nothing will happen."

Li Chenghao nodded: "I understand, Brother Bin."

"What about shooting Changhong?"

"No one dares to snatch it from me. One long red is [-], which is almost the same."

Zhang Guobin was smoking the pipe.

"It seems to be too..." Li Chenghao was thoughtful, as the saying goes, spend the money that should be spent, and spend the money that shouldn't be spent, don't spend it!

During the Spring Festival, Li Chenghao drove to the house of his uncle in the society, and visited every house. When he entered, he left two roast chickens,

Personally send out a red seee, the generous gifts of previous years are no longer there, just say in the mouth: "Uncle Gen, this year is very important to Brother Bin, please support Brother Bin more."

"Ha ha."

"Don't worry." Uncle Gen sat in the tenement building, holding rice in his hand, feeding the free-range chickens in the yard.

"Uncle Gen, you said that Ah Hao gave us two chickens during the Chinese New Year, so that we can support the prince, what the hell? Go to the street!"

The scene changed, the next day, early in the morning, at Lu Yu Teahouse.

Uncle Gen, Master Su, Hai Bo, Uncle Gan, seven or eight Uncle Yi Hai sat on the second floor of the tea house, next to the seats in the market,

Drinking breakfast, chatting about everything, they are all the ten heroes of the previous generation, influential people in the generation of uncles, among them, Master Su also served as the master in charge, and uncle Gan also served as the master of the punishment hall. Disputes of interests, often quarreling with red faces, but there is no blood feud, it is more or less an interest group, after getting old, it becomes kind again, and often sits down to drink tea and take a walk. Standing in line, the big waves wash away the sand during the conflict and throw it into the sea.

Master Su picked up the teacup and said: "The prince is now the biggest water pipe in Yihai, and the banknotes in his hands are calculated at [-] million. According to my estimate, there is no hall master in Yihai who has his strength before he becomes a hall master." .”

"The prince used to respect a group of us uncles very much. Why is his status getting higher and higher now, and he doesn't respect the elderly anymore?" Haibo tapped his finger on the table lightly, his tone displeased.

Uncle Gen interrupted with a smile: "Ah Hai, you don't have much contact with the crown prince. The crown prince has always respected us old people. I'm afraid there is some deep meaning in giving chickens or money this time during the Chinese New Year."

He has the most contact with the prince and has the most say.

"Brother Gen, what do you mean?" Master Su took a sip of hot tea and turned to look at him.

Uncle Gen said frankly: "I don't know."

Uncle Gan, the uncle of the punishment hall, looked tense, and said: "The prince is not threatening us, is he?"

"Tell us to support him, and you will only get money next year. If you don't support him, you will be roasting chicken every year..."

"Isn't it?" Master Su gently shook the paper fan, picked up a bag of quicksand, and put it in his mouth: "Our uncles are so supportive, and last year we started pushing him to be the prince of Yihai, and Dian Jie wants to put pressure on us ?”

"If it's pressure, hehe, this kind of pressure is respect for the elders."

Master Su chewed the quicksand bag, his expression was neither happy nor angry, it was very normal, everyone had seen some small breakthroughs before the new term of the association!

What's all the fuss about!

Other associations threatened the old bones, put them in cages, pushed them down the mountain,

Seal the cement and throw it into the sea.

Chop into meat paste and close the dog cage.

One move is more ruthless than the other.

Not to mention I have seen it before, many of you here have done it before, so when Yihai has the strength and status to support the younger generation of the society, based on the idea that he will not be re-elected, a group of uncles will simply push the prince to take the position, so as not to There were too many bloodbaths on the occasion of the new term, and I made myself a puddle of meat. .

During the last election, Yihai was old and young, but many people died.

Be warned...

"There are rumors in the world that Brother Chai has the idea of ​​being re-elected..." At this time, Uncle Gen interjected.

Master Su narrowed his eyes: "Where did the news come from?"

If combined with this news, then the prince's actions are very easy to understand.

"I don't know, a few officials are spreading the word in private. If someone didn't come to spy on me, I wouldn't know..." Uncle Gen said solemnly.

Master Su ate all the quicksandbags, with an angry face: "Rumors!"

"It's definitely a rumor!"

He follows Brother Chai every day, and is Brother Chai's confidant. Can he not know whether Brother Chai will be re-elected?

Brother Chai now has goji berries and ginseng in his teacup, who would slander Brother Chai like this?

"Oh!"

Su Qiming clapped his palm in an atmosphere, and there was a loud bang on the wooden table. Haibo, Uncle Gen, and Uncle Gan all looked at him:

"Asu."

"I have to clarify this matter for the court, Uncle Gan, I remember that there are still a group of people in your torture hall, right?"

"There are a group of swordsmen who can also carry guns." Uncle Gan is casually dressed, with big arms, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beard, like a street pig butcher.

"I still have some youngsters under my hand who can catch the wind, and I want to blow out this rambunctious big talker,

Cut off his tongue and justify Brother Chai's name! "Su Qiming said: "You lend me this group of people, and by the way let the prince know that we are very supportive of him. "

"That's fine, otherwise, if you give me roast chicken next year, I will be ridiculed by those old people from Shenghe." Uncle Gan agreed without hesitation: "We old Jianghu also want to save face."

"have to."

"That's it."

"no problem."

A group of uncles were drinking tea in a restaurant, and while talking, they made another big plan.

That night.

Mong Kok.

A one-stop funeral line.

A figure wearing a black leather jacket entered the store. The huge tiger head on the back of the jacket was very eye-catching. Several younger brothers saw the person coming in the store and immediately got up and shouted: "Brother Yuanbao, brother Yuanbao."

"En." Yuan Bao walked like a tiger, waving his hands domineeringly, becoming more and more powerful.

He nodded towards the silver paper and candles.

A figure with a ponytail, wearing a black windbreaker, sitting on a chair, with tiger fingers between his five fingers, and a few ponies, sitting on the chair without saying a word.

"Long-haired boy!"

"Are you at the shop?" Yuan Bao saw the young man with ponytail and windbreaker, his eyes showed surprise. He and Changmaozi joined "Uncle Gan" in the same year, and they had a good relationship. Later, Because Changmao Boy was able to fight, he was promoted as a confidant by Uncle Gan, and he was tied with a red stick, and finally entered the punishment hall. The housekeeper law, he tied a straw sandal, and was lucky to be appreciated by Heichai, becoming the dirtiest among the ten heroes of Yihai A big guy.

The two have their own encounters, and they are still Yihai brothers. It's just that they rarely communicate with each other. Yuan Bao was really surprised to see each other suddenly.

The long-haired boy sat on the chair, pinched his tiger finger, turned his head sharply and asked, "Yuanbao!"

"The punishment master asked me to find you to talk about something."

"You...Brother Changmao, if you have something to say, just say it..." Yuan Bao's expression changed suddenly, his legs became weak from fright, his calves began to tremble, and he hesitated.

The long-haired boy flicked his ponytail, stood up, and said sharply, "Who told you that grandpa is going to be re-elected?"

"Ah... this, this..." Sweat dripped from Yuan Bao's forehead, feeling bad, as if he was involved in a big incident,

The Xingtang belongs to Grandpa, Grandpa promised to be re-elected, and now he sent someone again...

Damn, it's so brain-burning, I can't figure it out!

Yuan Bao opened his mouth and swallowed again, fearing that if he said a wrong sentence, he would be cut off by someone sent by Grandpa, and he was also afraid that if he said a wrong sentence, he would be kicked up by someone sent by the prince.

This is the change of term!

Rivers and lakes!

It's turbulent, no one can guess what risks will be encountered in the next step, and the long-haired boy stares at him: "Don't worry, think carefully, speak slowly, and then tell the whole thing in one breath after thinking about it."

"Okay, okay, oh no, I don't know, ah, I know..." Yuan Bao wanted to cry without tears: "Ma Wang told me."

Chapter 204 The Cause of the Turmoil

"Mawang told you, right?" The long-haired boy didn't question Yuan Bao's words, picked up the mineral water bottle on the table, led the people forward, raised his palm and patted Yuan Bao's face: "Yuan Bao, this matter is very serious." Seriously, you and I have a game, don't say that brother didn't help you, have you thought it through?"

"I figured it out, Ma Wang said it!" Yuan Bao simply killed the matter in one breath. In short, it can't be said that Fei Lin said it, let alone that the prince knew it too. You know, Fei Lin is also the prince's man now , and Fei Lin was sitting in the restaurant before, things were messy and I couldn't figure it out.

Then throw the blame on a hall master who can bully. In short, throw the blame out first, and the king of Ma will send someone to beat him, and the cousin brothers can hold on.

Everyone is doing things for the prince, so you should take care of it first. Anyway, I didn’t betray the prince. If you dare to betray,

You are screwed.

"Okay, I'll go find King Ma now." Changmao put down his hands, nodded, and left with a few people.

Half an hour later, Chang Mao found Ma Wang, who was picking up his children from school, at the gate of St. Mary's Primary School in Canossa, Tsim Sha Tsui.

Holding a bottle of mineral water in his right hand, wearing a tiger finger, he waved his hands to let the younger brothers stay by the side of the car, and walked up to Ma Wang alone: ​​"Ma Wang."

"Long hair?" Ma Wang's expression changed slightly, he also recognized the person in front of him, and hid his son quietly behind him. When a man encounters trouble, his first instinct must be to protect his child, a woman.

Changmao glanced at the child, and said with a casual expression: "The child is very cute, I have something to talk to you, just a few words."

"Huanhuan, go find auntie in the car." Wearing a jacket and shirt, Ma Wang pushed the child, "Good boy!"

The child was carrying a children's schoolbag, and hesitantly turned around and walked into a nanny's car. Changmao waited for the child to get into the car, and then talked to Ma Wang: "Someone is letting the wind go in the rivers and lakes. Grandpa is going to be re-elected, who said it?"