Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 342 The boss is actually quite good
"clap clap"

applause.

"Wonderful!"

While applauding, Mark Li nodded in affirmation full of praise: "I found out that A Ze is the second in terms of brazenness, and no one dares to be the first."

They watched the whole process.

Applaud Zhong Wenze's way of adding money.

He gave a thumbs up: "Jiaqian Layman Zhong Wenze!"

"fart!"

Zhong Wenze grinned: "I call it a strategic increase in money, understand?"

He turned and walked to the table, grabbed the shrimps on the table and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing happily: "With [-] of them, Shengshi Group's expansion plan in Yuen Long District can be put on the agenda."

"Then what does he do?"

Mark Lee's eyes fell on Old Wei.

How will Old Wei solve it.

"Keep it."

Zhong Wenze took a deep look at Old Wei: "Although it is said that there is a conflict in the middle, everyone is in their own way, and it doesn't make much sense to kill him."

He said so, and the few people present did not refute.

"Old Wei, can you deal with it on the spot?"

Zhong Wenze looked around the messy hall: "Let's go first."

"You won't kill me?"

Old Wei blurted out almost subconsciously, and looked at Zhong Wenze in disbelief.

Zhong Wenze gave him the impression that he didn't look like this kind of person who cut grass and never eradicates roots.

"What? You want to die? Then I can help you."

The corner of Zhong Wenze's mouth was raised slightly, and he sighed: "I don't have the habit of helping others to provide for the elderly, so let's save your life."

Done.

He waved his hand and swaggered outside.

Several people followed quickly.

Ah Jian's apartment was temporarily unoccupied, so he contacted the guys at the Four Seas Restaurant and asked them to find a hotel for them.

The identities of the few of them were clean, so there was no problem staying in the hotel, so they specially asked for two suites so that everyone could live together.

Suite dining room.

Several people sat around the dining table, spread out the food ordered by the hotel restaurant, and started to eat boldly.

In just a few days, everyone has exhausted a lot of physical strength, and they really need to make up for it.

Especially Cheng Xiaoxi.

I almost vomited after eating canned food for several days. How can I let it go now and concentrate on eating.

But even so, she still has a very ladylike image, unlike Zhong Wenze and others, who eat with big mouthfuls.

"Aze."

Ah Jian took a sip of the red wine and shook the goblet in his hand: "Does the old Wei you left behind have a deeper meaning?"

Compared with Mark Lee who is unwilling to think too much, Ah Jian's thinking is much more active than his brother's, and he thinks more.

"Yes."

Zhong Wenze nodded, and said with a smile: "Perhaps, Old Wei can still come in handy. Killing him would be troublesome."

"Ah."

Ah Jian nodded and asked again: "Where is George?"

"I estimate that Deng Jiayong may let him pay for the three thousand I want."

Zhong Wenze analyzed clearly: "It's enough to guard against him a little bit, he is also very headache now."

"Then if Deng Jiayong asks him to pay the money, but he is unwilling to pay, will he think about solving the problem from the root cause?"

Ah Jian stretched out his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "Get rid of us, and he won't have to spend the money."

"You are right in thinking."

Zhong Wenze nodded approvingly: "However, let me tell you, he doesn't care about us now, and his own affairs have also been exposed."

talking room.

The news broadcast on TV happened to be broadcasting a piece of news.

"According to the latest news, the collaborator of Mary's Hospital, a famous surgical specialist George, was shot dead by the police on the spot last night."

"It is reported that last night, the police received two reports. George has a private warehouse, which is specially used to imprison the women he abducted from outside for his own pleasure and abuse."

"In the second report, George is involved in the illegal trading of human organs. With the convenience of the hospital and his own name as an expert, he collects information on the patients under his hands, and selectively removes the organs of the patients and resells them. "

"After receiving the report, the police went to George's residence to investigate, but they were met with fierce resistance by George. He refuted fire with the police at gunpoint, killed two policemen and then fled."

"During the pursuit by the police, he was shot and killed, and then the warehouse used to hold kidnapped women was found in the basement of his residence."

"The case of organ trafficking is under continuous investigation."

on the TV screen.

The voice of the female reporter was impassioned and filled with righteous indignation.

"Here."

Zhong Wenze pursed his lips, spread his hands and said, "I'm wrong, it's not that he's in danger, but he's already dead."

"hiss"

Ah Jian subconsciously took a breath.

George's sudden accident must have something to do with Zhong Wenze, and his intuition told him that Zhong Wenze reported that report message:

"How did you know what happened to George?"

"It's time to follow him."

Zhong Wenze looked at Cheng Xiaoxi who was sitting next to him with his head bowed and concentrated on eating: "I mistakenly thought that Xiaoxi was taken away by George. During the few days I was following George, I discovered these secrets of him, and I took pictures with the camera by the way."

Between a few words.

Zhong Wenze simply brought this matter up.

Zhong Wenze didn't want to spend too much time talking about George's rotten fish and rotten shrimp.

but.

In the ears of Ma Keli and the others, Zhong Wenze's eyes were wrong again.

Zhong Wenze's report was simply too thoughtful, and he easily dealt with George, without any worries at all.

"This kind of scum, it's really cheap for him to die like this."

Cheng Xiaoxi muttered in a low voice: "He should be arrested and imprisoned for the rest of his life."

"Why do you think he ran away?"

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head: "He just didn't want to stay inside for a lifetime, so he shot at the police with a gun and tried to run away."

"Shouldn't it be normal to be arrested?"

Cheng Xiaoxi raised his head and blinked his eyes: "If you are sick, you should be treated, if you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand at attention. This has always been a matter of course."

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze shook his head with a smile, and couldn't help but look at her: "Don't say it, what you said rhymes quite well."

"If everyone followed the rules you said, there would be so many things happening."

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funeral parlor.

The adjacent residential building.

Old Wei sat on the sofa in the hall, sitting there motionless.

The cigarette held between his fingers, wisps of smoke rose along the burning cigarette butt, and circled away from his eyes.

On the TV.

There's a news bulletin about George.

He watched the TV, but his eyes were really loose and unfocused, and he kept recalling the events of the day in his mind.

Zhong Wenze's words.

At a certain moment it touched Lao Wei's heart:

"Why did you kill you? I, Zhong Wenze, don't have the habit of taking care of others."

Old Wei followed Deng Jiayong in the Sun Never Sets Empire in the early years, and was assigned here later.

He was doing well, and he had status and money, but his wife and children were gone, and he died in the fight.

At that time, he expressed to Deng Jiayong that he wanted to quit, but Deng Jiayong did not agree.

The two sides agreed.

Lao Wei will let Deng Jiayong keep an eye on the situation in the United States, and let him quit after five years.

just now.

Three years have just passed.

but.

The idea of ​​quitting in Lao Wei's heart became stronger and stronger.

Running this funeral home by myself is considered a small industry. It is not a big fortune, but life is definitely enough.

and.

His current relatives have no one other than Laodou, and he is alone.

What happened today made him a little scared: If he really died, what would Lao Dou do?
Who will raise it?
I've been messing around for a lifetime, what can I get in the end?Can't even protect the most basic family affection?
Old Wei was full of thoughts.

The cigarette burned to the end, and the burning sensation between his fingers pulled him back from his thoughts.

He threw away the cigarette butt and got up to the phone, reached out and dialed Deng Jiayong's dedicated contact number: "Brother Yong!"

"what"

Deng Jiayong originally thought it was Zhong Wenze who called back.

After hearing Lao Wei's voice.

He was stunned for a moment before realizing: "Old Wei, it's you."

Paused.

His tone was a little calmer, and he seemed to ask casually, "Zhong Wenze, didn't I do anything to you, did I?"

Old Wei whispered, "No."

"Oh, that would be nice."

Deng Jiayong chuckled: "As long as you are fine, as long as you are fine."

"George is dead."

Old Wei informed Deng Jiayong of the news he saw on the news: "He is dead, so what about our counterfeit banknote base?"

"George is dead?"

"Yes."

Old Wei talked about what happened in the news.

"I see."

Deng Jiayong pondered for a while, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, I will arrange for someone to transfer the counterfeit banknote base."

"Don't worry about it. Let's take care of it first. We'll wait for the new place to be selected later, and we'll let you know when the time comes."

"I still have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

After saying a few words, Deng Jiayong was about to pinch the phone: "I still have to deal with the banknotes given to Zhong Wenze, there are a lot of things to do."

"Brother Yong!"

Old Wei took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and opened his mouth to shout: "I want to quit."

"Oh?"

Deng Jiayong's tone raised again: "Have you thought about it?"

"Yes."

Old Wei nodded, thought for a while and said: "We agreed on five years, but now that George is dead, it is impossible to restart the base affairs in a short time, so I think I should quit now."

"Um"

Deng Jiayong pondered for a while, then nodded and agreed: "It seems to be the same reason, that's fine."

"It seems that there is nothing to explain to you, so let's do it. I will find someone to talk to you about business matters."

He spoke quickly and simply: "In just two days, just hand over the matter at hand."

"Turn around, I'll give you another hundred dollars."

"Thank you Brother Yong."

There was a touch of emotion in Lao Wei's heart: "I don't need the banknotes. I couldn't solve Zhong Wenze's matter for you, and I left at this juncture. I am very grateful for your promise."

"You are not to blame for what happened to Zhong Wenze."

Deng Jiayong said truthfully: "I have collided with him several times on a small scale in Hong Kong Island, and I didn't take advantage of it. This kid is not simple."

"Um"

Old Wei pondered for a while, but still refused: "Thank you Brother Yong, the money is fine."

"Here you go, take it!"

Deng Jiayong's tone sank, full of no doubts: "Tomorrow I will have someone send it to you. I have followed me for so many years, so I can't follow in vain."

"Otherwise, if this matter gets out, people who don't know will think that I, Deng Jiayong, are mean to my younger brother."

"Brother Yong."

Old Wei wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Deng Jiayong: "That's enough, let's leave it at that, I have to work on Zhong Wenze's mess for a while."

"If you have any difficulties later, just contact me directly."

Done.

It hung up right there.

"Ugh"

Old Wei sighed in a rather complicated heart: "Big brother is actually quite a good person, and it's not in vain to have been with him for so many years."

"Unfortunately, it's time for me to quit."

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