Storm: Start galloping from dominating Jinghai!

He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a stack of money and handed it to No. 18.

No. 18's eyes flashed with surprise and he quickly thanked him:"Thank you, Mr. Qin"

"You're welcome!" Qin Mo raised his hand and patted her hips, and walked out of the club with a cry of pity.

Leaning back on the chair, Qin Mo sighed:"This is life."

"Legs, how do you feel about your life now?"

"Very good."Broken legs smashed and smacked his lips:"The lady in the club provides very good service"

"So work hard to make money."Qin Mo looked out the window, thinking about his life in his previous life, and then about his current life.

Although it was like walking on a tightrope on a cliff, the rewards he received were unimaginable.

"This world! Only rich people live a real life. Without money, you can only say that you are just living!"

Qin Mo sighed slightly.

Broken Leg thought of his past life.

Since following Qin Mo, his life has changed dramatically. A life of decadence and debauchery.

Money! Sex! Power!

It's addictive.

He sent money home, and those relatives who hadn't contacted him for ten or eight years would call to greet him.

His parents seemed to have straightened their backs in the village.

And the one who gave him everything was the man in the back seat.

Broken Leg glanced at the rearview mirror with gratitude.

He turned his head and looked ahead:"Brother Mo, where are we going next?"

"Down the bay!"

""Okay." Broken Legs then drove forward.

One thing Qin Mo liked about Broken Legs was that he never had too many questions. He would do whatever he was asked to do. He didn't ask too many questions, and was quite smart. His shortcoming was that he liked to break his legs.

The vehicle drove smoothly towards Xiawan.

After entering the area of Xiawan.

Not too far away, Qin Mo saw two groups fighting at the door of a bar.

Broken Legs looked at the situation ahead and slowly stopped the car.

"Brother Mo?" Broken Leg turned around and looked at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo shook his head slowly.

He didn't want his leg to be broken.

Just leave these small matters to the people below.

Xu Jiang's people seemed to know that Zeng Qiang's people had been prepared and could not smash the store.

They could only return in disappointment.

Qin Mo, sitting in the car, waved his hand:"Keep driving, and take a walk around Xiawan"

""Okay."

He opened the car with his legs untied and continued to drive slowly on the road.

Qin Mo, who was sitting in the car, looked at the chaos around him and couldn't help laughing.

It's really chaotic.

It's not easy to do business in such a business environment.

Whether it's Jinghai or other places, it's probably the same.

It's still quite chaotic these days.

After driving around Xiawan for an hour or two, Qin Mo saw it several times.

Although he was blocked back.

When he drove to the battlefield, Qin Mo looked around the battlefield. People wearing protective helmets and stab-proof suits were patrolling around.

When the vehicle approached, the gate was slowly opened.

Drive in and stop the car.

The two got out of the car.

Qin Mo asked the younger brother next to him:"How is the battlefield? No one is coming?"

"No." The younger brother quickly shook his head and said,"I guess they knew we were well prepared and it would be useless to come, so no one came."

"Yeah." Qin Mo nodded and patted the boy on the shoulder:"Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, not hard." The young man hurriedly shook his head, looking at Qin Mo in front of him with admiration in his eyes.

The rumors about Qin Mo in the underworld can be called a myth.

Recently, the whole Jinghai is full of rumors about Qin Mo.

What a challenge to dozens.

What a jump from a lackey to the second largest boss in Jinghai, and now he is competing with Xu Jiang for territory.

It is also said that Qin Mo is Meng Dehai's son-in-law.

For them, Qin Mo is a big shot.

After strolling around the battlefield, walking to the office, pushing open the door, Qin Mo saw Zeng Qiang snoring in the chair. He didn't notice anyone coming in.

Qin Mo sat on the sofa next to him, and Qi Aiguo made him a cup of tea.

Then he sat aside, silent.

Qin Mo, holding a cigarette, looked at the sky, and said to his broken leg:"Ask the canteen to prepare some food, we will have lunch here today."

"OK." Qi Aiguo turned and walked outside.

Qin Mo, who was sitting in the office, crossed his legs and leaned back in his chair.

Not long after, Zeng Qiang woke up slowly, smacking his lips. He looked at Qin Mo sitting on the sofa, a little confused.

He scratched his head and asked in a daze,"When did you come?"

"About half an hour ago." Qin Mo glanced at Zeng Qiang and said with a smile:"I've been busy recently, but as the boss, you don't have to do everything yourself."

"Some things can be handed over to the younger brothers below."

"It's not that easy." Zeng Qiang sighed and said,"I don't trust my subordinates!"

"Just cultivate it slowly."Qin Mo was flipping through a book, which was probably Bai Jiangbo's legacy.

The bookcases of these bosses are full of books, and every one of them is brand new.

They don't read them normally, they just use them to show off.

To create a sense of knowledge for themselves.

"We will become an enterprise and formalize it in the future! The quality of our people is uneven, and it is inevitable that they are not on the same page with us."

"Screen and promote a group of backbones, they will be useful in the future"

"Trouble." Zeng Qiang scratched his head and said,"I am just an ordinary person, how can I understand all this? Aren't you making things difficult for me, Cao?"

"When Xu Jiang's problem is almost solved, you can also go to study further." Qin Mo glanced at Zeng Qiang, a little speechless:"You can't be a gay all your life, right?"

"If you don't use your brain when being a gangster, you will be a fool all your life!"

"But Mozi, I am a little puzzled. Zeng Qiang asked his doubts:"Why do we have to be enterprise-oriented and formalized?"

"Qin Mo was silent for two seconds, then looked at Zeng Qiang and said with a smile:"For sustainable development! If you look at the history of gangs at home and abroad,"

"How long do you think we can get by like this? Although we two won't touch powder, can you guarantee that in two years, you can control your subordinates? Don't touch these things?"

"We are in this circle and have been exposed to these things. You also know how high the profit is! High profits naturally bring high risks!"

"We can control ourselves from touching these things, but we can't control the people below from touching them, so it's better to change careers and do business."

"How long do you think we can go on with this method? How long can it last? Instead of being scared and anxious, why don't we try another way? What do you think?"

"Uh..." Zeng Qiang scratched his head in confusion. I just asked you a question and you said a bunch of nonsense to me?