I haven't been a boss for many years

"Guo sir is joking, serious businessman, there is no need to trouble Sir." Zhang Guobin hypocritically declined, and then changed the subject: "It's just..."

"It's just that my friend's winery was closed down by the police."

"Of course, counterfeiting wine is an illegal business. Please rest assured, Mr. Guo, I have absolutely nothing to do with counterfeiting wine." Zhang Guobin said righteously: "I just want to buy back the winery for my friend and do some decent wine making business. .”

"The brewery in the ice kitchen?" Guo Weiming frowned, took a sip of coffee, and glanced at Zhang Guobin: "Mr. Zhang, you have many friends."

"I like to make friends... Sir Guo knows that I am generous, and generous people have many friends, right?" Zhang Guobin opened his arms, leaned on the sofa calmly, and looked directly at Guo Weiming Guo Weiming saw through Zhang Guobin's thoughts at a glance: "If Mr. Zhang just wants to sell the winery, it's not a big problem. The police force has detained the winery, and the legal person of the winery has been arrested. The court will investigate the winery. auction."

"Oh, Guo sir!"

"It's a good winery, don't give benefits to the ghosts in the court." Zhang Guobin slapped his thigh and said aloud: "Our own people, everyone is our own people!"

"Okay, I'll coordinate this matter, but the legal procedures that should be followed still have to go." Guo Weiming thought about it carefully, and opened his mouth to agree.

With his position of authority, it is not a big deal to arrange for the winery to be handled. Transferring the winery to Zhang Guobin, as long as Zhang Guobin operates legally, is a win-win project for the police force.

The counterfeit winery itself is a gray business with one eye turned and one eye closed, but once the winery becomes an ice factory, even if the chefs, raw materials, and bosses are all killed, the police will still seal the winery.

It doesn't matter if some things are not on the table, and some things are unforgivable if they are on the table!

However, the winery is a factory after all, the equipment in it is valuable, and the employees of the factory have to eat, so it is impossible to keep it barren.

"Thank you, Sir Guo!" Zhang Guobin laughed and said thanks: "I just said, why is the coffee in the police station so difficult to play? It turns out that it is not coffee, but the people in the police station that make people miss it!"

"Harmful." Guo Weiming shook his head, picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip.

"Mr. Zhang really knows how to speak."

To be honest, although he knew that Zhang Guobin was indeed a club boss, he couldn't see Zhang Guobin as a club boss at all. On the contrary, he was completely like a businessman, and he was all about making money.

When other gangsters see accidents in other clubs, their first reaction is to rob land, the second reaction is to rob business, and the third reaction is to directly rob money!

Fortunately, Zhang Guobin didn't need territory or money, he came to the police force to pick up bargains, pick and choose, and only choose legitimate businesses.

"What's the use of being able to talk? I like Guo sir who does practical things." Zhang Guobin also does practical things, that is, giving money.

The two chatted for a while, the main matter was settled, Zhang Guobin didn't stay for too long, and finally answered a phone call, then got up and left, saying goodbye to the public relations department because he had a reason to be busy.

This time Guo Weiming did not send Zhang Guobin into the elevator, and when Zhang Guobin left the PR department, he turned around and returned to the office to start dealing with matters.

Zhang Guobin took the elevator downstairs first, ordered Da Bohao and Dongguan Miao to get the car, then changed another elevator, took the elevator to the twelfth floor, and walked to the roof of the General Administration Building on the fifth floor.

Wen Qiren was wearing a military uniform, a hat, a cigarette in his hand, and a bandage on his right hand, leaning against the roof wall to blow the wind.

The strong wind blew his hair up slightly.

Zhang Guobin took a few quick steps on his leather shoes, climbed onto the rooftop, stepped forward and shouted, "Hello!"

"Zhang Sheng!" Wen Qiren raised his head and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Sir Wen, you invited me to the roof of the General Administration in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of death?" Zhang Guobin stepped forward cursing, and couldn't help but punch him first.

Wen Qiren covered his shoulders and shouted, "What are you afraid of!"

"On the roof of the General Administration, the sweeping aunt doesn't even bother to come. I haven't seen a single person in half a month. Could it be that the Flying Tigers next door saw it?"

The sound of the wind almost overwhelmed the words of the two.

Wen Qiren smiled and said: "You dress like this, and the Flying Tigers pass by, you think you are the first brother!"

Zhang Guobin was speechless, adjusted his suit, and stood up straight: "Tell me, what's the matter with asking me to come up."

"It's okay, I'm happy, I just want to meet the boss." Wen Qiren said with his chest out.

"Damn, ask me to come up to bask in the sun." Zhang Guobin scolded angrily: "In the future, if you have nothing to do, don't bask in the sun."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not blind. I'll show you something." Wen Qiren took out a medal from his bosom, and said braggingly, "Bronze medal of bravery, how about it, mighty!"

"Tsk tsk, so majestic, Sir Wen, when will you be the first brother?" Zhang Guobin teased, Wen Qiren shrugged his shoulders: "It depends on whether the boss supports me."

"Boss support me, sooner or later I will be a big brother!"

"Haha." Zhang Guobin took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled out one, and handed it to him: "I'll go downstairs after I finish smoking this cigarette, and I won't meet you on weekdays, so as not to affect your promotion."

"Okay." Wen Qiren took the cigarette and lit it, sucked on the cigarette and said, "If there is any news in the future, you send a message, and I will do things. Everyone takes what they need, boss!"

"Are you thinking beautifully?" Zhang Guobin raised his eyebrows, but Wen Qiren said: "One must not forget one's roots, otherwise one will have no roots and live an unhappy life."

Wen Qiren has seen how the police force treats informants, so he can feel who really treats him as a brother. Perhaps, it is not customary for the police force to treat informants in a very cold and cruel way. The informant is going to die, but Wen Qiren is sure that in the face of the credit and the informant, the vast majority of police officers choose credit.

The police look down on informants who come from clubs, and he himself was admitted to the police force with the support of club bosses, so he is inevitably a bit sad. If the bosses didn't hand him his identity information, would he one day be? Died at the gunpoint of colleagues, officers, and subordinates, stripped of his honor, and became a stepping stone for another "sir"?

Wen Qiren couldn't help feeling how good the big boss treated him. In this life, only the big boss really treated him as a family member and wholeheartedly cared for him.

That being the case, if he does as he pleases, how can he cut clean with the boss for the sake of his future and life?

That's a beast!not human!

Wen Qiren has never felt that he is a hell, at this moment, he just wants to live comfortably.

Demon King Bo Xun, he is free.

If a person kills all sentient beings, he will have no shame in his heart, and he will never fall into evil.

This is, the top of the six heavens in the world of desire, the Lord of the Six Brahmas, the Great Freedom Heaven!

"Huh." Zhang Guobin pinched the cigarette holder with his fingers, squinted his eyes, feeling something in his heart, looked at Wen Qiren in front, and said with a smile: "My brother is quite a big brother, I will definitely stick to it!"

"Going out, you have to show loyalty..." The wind continued to blow, and the smoke surrounded his face, but it couldn't block the eyes of the two of them looking at each other.

Chapter 135 Winery Business

"Bingo, the formalities for the winery have been completed. The total cost of the acquisition is 370 million, of which 320 million is the principal of the acquisition, 50 is used to open up the relationship between the police station and the court, plus the 30 donated to the General Administration, the total cost is 400. Ten thousand."

Half a month later, lawyer Shichang stood in the office holding a document. After finishing the report, he closed the document and handed it to the boss sitting in the hall.

"Okay." Zhang Guobin nodded, 400 million is an appropriate amount, and the cost can be paid back in three or four months. It is worth buying a complete winery.

"There are still millions of dollars left on the account of the hall, and a large sum will be credited next month, 2000 million." Li Chenghao, wearing a suit, stood beside him, turning his wrist, and said.

A Patek Philippe is very dazzling.

"Send a smart boy to take care of the winery." Zhang Guobin kicked Erlang's legs, tapped on the table, pondered for a moment, and ordered.

"Yes, boss." Li Chenghao nodded slightly.

"Next, what about the business of the winery?" he asked.

After all, Li Chenghao is a white paper fan of Tangkou, and Tangkou spends money to acquire properties, so he must consider operations and income.

Of course Ah Hao would not interfere with Brother Bin's work, but what to do with Tangkou's property, Brother Bin could decide.

"First recruit the original products, and give priority to supplying the products to the public venues." Zhang Guobin took out a cigar and looked thoughtful.This winery is only self-produced and sold, the cost saved and the income it brings are stable profits and no losses.

Li Chenghao was a little surprised: "Huh? Continue to drink during maternity leave?"

He also thought that Binge would dismantle the fake winery and turn it into a clothing factory, or keep only the land and sell it to real estate developers. In short, Binge has many ways to make money, and maternity wine is very low-grade, which does not suit Binge. style of.

At this time, Zhang Guobin glared at him, holding a cigar between his fingers, and said solemnly: "What fake wine! There is no fake wine!"

"Imported foreign wine is all hyped by the ghosts. We charge the IQ tax of us Chinese. If you have money, you can make money for the ghosts. We use the brand of the ghosts to make money for ourselves, and let the ghosts work for us. What do you know!"

"Ah! This!" Li Chenghao opened his mouth and exclaimed in surprise: "Bing Ge is so talented! He speaks so well!"

Zhang Guobin glanced at it with some displeasure, stuffed the cigar into his mouth, picked up the lighter, and lit the flame.

"call."

Smell the clouds and fog.

In fact, buying a fake winery is of course not as simple as self-produced and sold. He already has a large-scale dumping plan in mind, but a fake winery alone can’t eat such a large market. The winery, became two wineries, three wineries...

As for where to find so many wineries?Needless to say, Shenghe happens to have three rooms left!

"We took over this winery, and it's hard for Shenghe to let it go. Be careful, brothers. We got it through formal procedures. No one will offend me, and I won't offend anyone." Zhang Guobin shrugged and said domineeringly.

"Yes, Brother Bin!" Li Chenghao answered in a solemn voice, warning.

Shenghe.

Lumpy.

Cone-faced Xu was wearing a robe with a calm expression. He sat in front of a long tea table, raised his hand to pick up the teacup, and took a sip with his lips pursed.

The representatives of the three club uncles sat opposite the tea table, exchanged a color, and raised their teacups together: "Sip."

"Brother Xu, a year ago, people in Jianghu mentioned that we Shenghe had a bright future, and it was Hutchison's club. Now, people in Jianghu mentioned us Shenghe and laughed at us as Yihai's loser. The Sunset Club is here." A white-headed uncle put down his teacup, glanced back and forth with clever eyes, carefully scrutinized Xu's expression on his face, and continued: "Besides, the club's financial resources are getting less and less recently. If the club's accounts cannot make ends meet, brothers If you can’t support your family, Shenghe’s name will collapse.”

"Pulsatilla, a winery, just a few streets, isn't it so exaggerated?" Cone-faced Xu asked in a calm tone, then turned the teacup upside down and swept it across the sleeves, spilling the tea soup at the bottom of the cup on the long table, explaining: "The club has its ups and downs. It's normal, if only prosperity is allowed and defeat is not allowed, there will be no small clubs in the Jianghu."

Cone-faced Xu said what he said, but his eyes were very vigilant, and his heart was full of vigilance.

He knew that Shenghe's uncles were very dissatisfied with him.

Shenghe's decline has something to do with his going to Singapore to cut his stomach and his refusal to delegate power. Prince Yihai is in the limelight and has repeatedly overwhelmed Shenghe, which is also an important reason.

The uncles never mentioned the signboard of "Shenghe" Seven Stars. Which uncle didn't carry the so-called Shenghe Seven Stars back then?Yi Dai Sheng and Qi Xing are both beating youngsters, and they can talk about it after they survive. What the uncles value is profit and money.

Pulsatilla then said: "It's normal for clubs to go up and down, but when clubs go down, you should be held accountable, right?"

"Brother Xu, we held you at the top together back then, you can't let Shenghe's brand get smashed."

"Don't worry, I won't let go of the business of the winery." Xu Zhuan's face darkened, and he pressed down the teacup.

He knew that ever since the firecrackers accident happened one after another in Dajiao, his confidants had suffered serious damages. ... If he can no longer bear the name of Shenghe, a group of uncles will definitely dare to blame him and kick him out of his seat in the restaurant.

At this moment, Xu with a piercing face opened his mouth and said, "Xiucai, enter the house to obey orders!"

A short man in a black tunic suit, with a parted head and glasses, walked into the inner hall, leaned over and clasped his fists: "Master Xu!"

"I prefer to let the scholar take over the champion's business, and take back the winery in the New Territories for the society, how about it?" Cone-faced Xu said lightly.

Pulsatilla looked happy and nodded: "Yes, Brother Xu."

Zhulian glanced at him slowly: "However, a scholar must do things beautifully, otherwise, Shenghe will have no face to open the mountain gate and get a job, even if he is awarded a red stick, he will be laughed at by his peers."

"Xiucai, do you hear that?" Pulsatilla turned his head and asked.

The scholar nodded: "Understood, Master Xu, Uncle Weng."

"You go, first take over the people left by the champion, if there is anything you need help from the club." Zhulian Xu paused: "Just talk."

"Thank you, Master Xu." Xiucai nodded, with a sly look on his lips, put down his fists, turned and left.

Xiucai is the fourth and ninth child of Pulsatilla's family. He has been in the club for seven years. He was first a teacher in a primary school in the New Territories. Later, he was expelled from the school for beating the parents of students. He finally became a member of Shenghe. The number one winner, taking over the business is a matter of course.

If Chuanlian Xu is strong enough, he will choose to support one of his own people to strengthen his control over the bottom. However, his current strength is not enough, and he is eager to promote his own people.

Whether it can support the hall is a problem, and whether it will provoke uncles to attack it is another problem. In short, it is very troublesome. It is better to continue to promote the disciples of Pulsatilla to promote the balance of the society.

Zhui face Xu waited until the scholar left, then lifted the teapot, poured a round of tea, and said in a cold voice: "How are you, uncles, are you satisfied?"

"Hehe." Pulsatilla, Lord Jin, and Uncle Jie laughed without saying a word.

When Xiucai took over the hall, Monica Nightclub, Brother Hao put his legs on the wine table, half leaned on the back of the sofa chair, playing with a lighter in his hand, and looked carefully at the stage.

Yinshui managed the nightclub pretty well, and he didn't lose face to Pa Chewei. The venue was almost full of customers every day, and the lady and the bar could make money.In the bathroom, there are a few guys who are buying goods off the market, quietly doing something shameful.

At this time, Yin Shui led a group of young and Dangerous boys in suits and slutty expressions to step forward, and shouted, "Brother Hao, the poor boys are here."

"Chanzi, come here." Da Bohao squeezed the lighter and turned his gaze.

Chanzai immediately took a step forward, bowed his head and said, "Brother Hao."

"There is a new business in the hall, and I plan to let you take care of it." Da Bohao said in a casual tone.

A little boss with a smarter brain and a softer heart, although he is not cowardly and submissive, he is indeed gentle and kind among the vicious young and Dangerous boys. Brothers of the same generation look down on him, but "Bingo" has admired this kind of person recently, and Chanzai is waiting for his chance to be in the top position.

From a field leader to the person in charge of a business.

This is a small level promotion inside the hall.

Not to mention anything else, just the power in hand, people and horses, and the division of accounts are all battles.

Chanzai immediately beamed with joy and bowed again and again: "Thank you Brother Hao, thank you Brother Hao."

Da Bohao waved his hand: "You're welcome."

"Thank you Binge."

"Thank you Binge." Chanzai continued to bow.

Da Bohao said: "However, the business has just been acquired, and there may be some troubles recently. You should lead people to watch it carefully and do things carefully."

"If something happens, Brother Bin won't spare you!"