Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 87
Yao Changqing called again and briefly described the situation with the other four people involved. Their reactions were exactly the same as Yao Changqing's previous reaction.

In this case, they take money fast.

They have been able to get to this level, and they know what the nature of this matter means, so they can pay for this little money.

This is 20 million.

Even if it is all given to Zhong Wenze alone, then this kid is worth the money.

After half an hour.

"Uncle Yao, what?"

Zhong Wenze looked at the leather suitcase on the desk: "Do you have any plastic bags here?"

The money in it is not much in the amount of Taurus and Da Niu, and most of it is a hundred, which must have been considered.

"doing what?"

Yao Changqing opened the box and counted the banknotes inside: "You count it."

Zhong Wenze took out a bundle of banknotes, slid his thumb across the banknotes, and made the unique sound of banknotes.

This sound is completely different from the sound of paper.

because.

This is the voice of money.

"Put money in!"

Zhong Wenze put the money back.

Yao Changqing was puzzled: "Isn't this suitcase pretty good?"

"Too conspicuous."

Zhong Wenze shook his head with a smile.

He couldn't say that in the movies he watched, all the scenes of putting money in boxes were usually transactions between H gangs, associations, or drug gangs, which was too conspicuous.

Yao Changqing looked around: "Then I don't have this either."

"This is pretty good!"

Zhong Wenze saw a gray snakeskin bag under the cabinet at a glance, stretched out his hand and pulled it out, shook the bag casually, put the banknotes inside, and casually picked it up in his hand:
"Then I'll be leaving first. If you have something to do, please contact me anytime, Uncle Yao."

"Row."

Yao Changqing looked at Zhong Wenze, who was in a white shirt and black trousers, but was carrying a dirty snakeskin bag in his hand, and felt that his painting style was very uncoordinated.

"this boy"

He looked away from Zhong Wenze's back, took out the phone and dialed again.

Next.

It is to take over all the territory in Aji's hands.

This evening's matter will soon spread throughout the circle, and for a long time, those small gangs will no longer engage in petty tricks.

Because everyone knows that they suddenly have a titan in their hands.

Just three people beat Aji to oblivion.

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Ten p.m.

In the small apartment where Zhou Kehua lived.

Zhong Wenze and Wang Bo came here with cooked food, the simple folding table was spread out, and the simple liquor in the glass bottle also came out.

"Brother Ze, the place is a bit rough, don't worry about it."

Zhou Kehua was shirtless and lean. He pulled the bedding aside, sat casually on the wooden bed, and poured wine for them.

"Don't be restrained, let's drink whatever you want."

Zhong Wenze waved his hand, rolled up his shirt sleeves, unbuttoned his shirt, picked up his cup, and said sincerely, "Come on, let's have a drink first, thank you two for going through life and death with me tonight."

The three raised their heads and took a small sip.

"No no."

Zhou Kehua put down his wine glass, and waved his hand a little embarrassedly: "Tonight, it was all thanks to Brother Ze, who was bold and careful, and was able to solve this matter so quickly."

"Then you are also indispensable."

Zhong Wenze touched the Marlboro on the side, gave them a circle, and took one in his mouth: "Every part of this evening is indispensable. Why do I need three people instead of two? This is the reason."

In terms of being a human being, Zhong Wenze's personality has always been that low-key and calm, even if his own ability is strong enough, he never ignores the role of others.

"Brother Jing Ze!"

Zhou Kehua gave a thumbs up again, held the wine glass, lowered the rim to touch him, and said sincerely: "As far as your attitude is, I am convinced!"

He took a small breath and smoked a cigarette: "I have followed two bosses before, but no one is like you. You are not very young, but this kind of heart is really like this."

Done.

He gave another thumbs up.

"Okay, drink and flatter, don't say it."

Zhong Wenze greeted them with a haha, and greeted them to eat.

Everyone ate and drank, the atmosphere became active, and they talked a lot. Zhou Kehua told them a lot about himself.

He is from Hunan Province, his family is poor, he didn’t go to school when he was 13 years old, he has been wandering outside without success, and then when he was 25 years old, he got into a conflict with someone and stabbed someone to death, then smuggled to Hong Kong Island, where he followed several bosses , I have been together for several years, and I have not gone back.

"Brother Ze, what about you?"

Zhou Kehua hiccupped and looked at Zhong Wenze, who was squinting and smoking: "Where are you from?"

"I'm also from Hunan Province."

Zhong Wenze poked his nose with a smile, looked up at the ceiling with fascinated eyes.

Wang Bo looked at Zhong Wenze with deep eyes, grinned and said, "Um, brother Ze, didn't I hear that you are from Hong Kong Island?"

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Zhong Wenze muttered to himself, pretending to be free and easy with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether he is from the mainland or from Hong Kong Island, as long as he is from the same country."

talking.

He flicked the cigarette ash in his hand to make room for the table, bent down and took out the dirty snakeskin bag from under the table.

"what is this?"

Zhou Kehua and Wang Bo's eyes fell on it.

Wang Bo only knew that Zhong Wenze was carrying this thing when he came out, but he didn't know what it was.

"banknote."

Zhong Wenze opened the mouth of the snakeskin bag, and the banknotes inside exuded the luster of money, forming a small hill.

"So many! Why did you come here?"

There was light in Zhou Kehua's eyes, deeply attracted by the money, exuding a fiery look, but only for a moment, his eyes turned away from the banknotes:
"Money in a snakeskin bag, I'm afraid you will be the only one, Brother Ze, haha"

"Pay!"

Zhong Wenze clapped his hands and began to take out the banknotes: "Inside, there is a total of 20 yuan from Uncle Yao."

While speaking, he divided the money into three parts.

"The total is 20, and I will take 11."

Zhong Wenze put the largest stack in front of him, and pushed the middle stack in front of Zhou Kehua: "Hua Zai, this is [-] yuan, and it belongs to you."

"Bozai, the [-] yuan is yours."

"I'm so divided, do you have any opinions?"

He glanced up at the two of them.

"too much!"

Zhou Kehua pushed the 6 yuan to the front: "It's really a lot. According to my expectation, 3 yuan was the most. Besides, I didn't contribute much."

He was very resolute, not being polite, and he also knew that the higher ups could give so much thanks to Zhong Wenze's face, and he had already taken a lot more.

Zhong Wenze nodded in satisfaction: "Just take it if you tell me, don't talk nonsense."

Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Bo: "The reason why Hua Tsai is half as big as you is because he is also facing life-threatening danger just like me."

"And you are the least risky, but you can't do it without you, so you are this number, you know."

In terms of benefit distribution, what should be said should be made clear.

Be sure to pay attention to this point.

"I didn't do anything, of course it's okay."

Wang Bo shook his head and looked at Zhou Kehua: "Hua Zai, do you have any objections? No, I'll give you another [-], I don't care."

Zhong Wenze's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Wang Bo is a person who thinks carefully one by one. When it comes to being a human being, he does not miss the slightest way.

"That's definitely not necessary!"

Zhou Kehua was obviously unexpected, and his tone became more friendly.

"okay!"

Zhong Wenze made a decision on this and settled the matter.

"cheers!"

He picked up the wine glass and finished the wine with them: "End."

(End of this chapter)