The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

More than an hour later, Li Yuan left the exchange under the reluctant eyes of the stockbroker.

In just over a year, Li Yuan's stock appreciated more than 8 times, making a net profit of more than 700 million Hong Kong dollars. Under Li Bohan's identity, his assets reached more than 800 million Hong Kong dollars.

Li Yuan no longer feels much about this income, and originally wanted to use the money to register a company.

But later, considering the source, he had no choice but to give up, and chose to buy and sell with legal money, gambling on stones, and then added his carving skills to get the start-up capital.

That's it for now, I don't know what to do with the 800 million Hong Kong dollars, I'm thinking of slowly clearing it out in the future.

There is nothing to buy at the moment, so I can only deposit it in the bank to earn interest.

Some book friends may say buying real estate.

Yes, the current housing market in Xiangjiang is still at a low point. If you buy one, you will make a lot of money in the future.

However, in the future, it will be impossible to explain the source, let alone use Li Bohan’s identity.

He deposited the money in the bank and waited for Luo Biao at his work for three days, but he never saw him or heard from him.

Li Yuan had nothing to do, so he came to Kowloon Walled City again.

When he came to Yanpeng District again and did not see Luo Biao, Li Yuan knew something was wrong.

At this time, a tattooed, tough young man came over.

"You must be Boss Qin who wants to invite Luo Biao, right?"

Li Yuan nodded and waited for the next step.

"Let's go, our boss wants to talk to Mr. Qin."

Although the young man was smiling, he was obviously not afraid of Li Yuan.

At this time, two young men walked out of the shed behind Li Yuan and blocked his way.

Li Yuan smiled. He thought it was a trivial matter, but he didn't expect that there would be a story.

He thought to himself: "It seems they know my details, but I don't know how much they know."

"Lead the way," Li Yuan said with a calm expression.

The tattooed young man looked at Li Yuan's expression and felt dissatisfied. He secretly said, "You will cry later!"

A few people walked along the alley for 10 minutes, entered a dark building door, and went up to the second floor. As the wattage of the light bulb increased, the entire second floor looked much brighter.

The space on the second floor is not large, only 1000 square meters at most, and most of the space is filled with goods.

In the center, there is a long table with small round stools on both sides.

Next to it is a simple fitness area with two sandbags, some barbells and other items.

More than a dozen people were exercising, some were lying directly on the ground, and a few were playing cards on the table.

A fat man with a bald head was sitting in his upper position, watching the people around him playing cards.

Li Yuan looked around and did not see Luo Biao and others.

The arrival of several people attracted everyone's attention. They slowly put down what they were doing and stood up to look at the four people.

All eyes were focused on Li Yuan.

The fat bald man stood up with a smile and looked at the tattooed young man walking in front. The young man nodded.

"Oh, what a rare guest!

Boss Qin is here, my little place is really flourishing! ".

The bald man jogged a few steps enthusiastically and stretched out his hands from a distance.

Li Yuan stretched out his right hand to shake his hand, and then waited for the other person to speak.

"My dear Chen Asheng, some people call me Brother Tiger, and some people call me Lord Tiger." After speaking, he looked at Li Yuan with a smile.

"Hello Brother Tiger, I'm Qin Fan."

"Brother Tiger, you can also shout!", a roar came from behind.

"Anyone who dares to call Lord Tiger that way has ascended to heaven! Boy, you have to think about it!" another person echoed.

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Li Yuan ignored the person behind him and just looked at the bald head with a smile.

He knew that the other party was not looking for him because of Luo Biao and the others, but the target was Qin Fan himself.

The purpose is self-evident, it is not an acquisition, but I want to invest in it.

For the sake of Luo Biao and the others, he wanted to see what this bald man wanted to do.

I just scanned with my mind power and found that there were 36 people on the second floor, and 5 people from Luo Biao were locked up in a container-like hut near the north wall.

Locked in the iron cabinet behind the bald head were more than a dozen guns of various lengths.

Most of these people were armed with sharp weapons, with an M1911 tucked behind their bald heads.

Looking at each other for more than ten seconds, the bald man laughed and looked around, "Okay, let's disperse and get to work."

Except for five or six people who stayed still, everyone else scattered away, ready to run over at any time.

"Brother, come on, let's sit down and talk!" he said, extending his hand in vain.

The two of them sat down separately, guest and host.

The bald man looked at Li Yuan with a smile, "A Biao had nothing and was a gangster, but I took him in. I gave him food and drink.

Nowadays, I can leave as soon as I want. It’s not easy for me to lead this team.”

"Tell me about your conditions," Li Yuan said with a natural expression and a smile.

The bald head muttered inwardly:

"The young man in front of me looks to be in his early 30s. He is wearing a black suit and his hair is meticulously styled. His body does not look strong at all, how come he looks so confident?!"

"Although we generally don't target rich people, we can kill this kid secretly without anyone noticing."

"This is Kowloon Walled City, not the colorful world outside. Where did he get the courage?"

"I guess I have been living in a Western legal society and don't understand the chaos in Hong Kong. I think a few rich people can be arrogant."

The bald head's expression kept changing, but after more than ten seconds, he still held back his attack.

Already in his forties, the bald man had no trace of his past bravery, but he still chose to make money.

"Haha, Mr. Qin is someone who does big things at first glance.

We now have many industries, and selling cigarettes is only a small part of our income.

We are more willing to invest in technology, and we also have several factories, such as radios, televisions and other technology industries.

Of course, with our little money, we definitely can't buy your Google, but I want to take a stake.

I wonder if Mr. Qin will give me this face? "

After speaking, he stared into Li Yuan's eyes, which seemed to have some of the fierceness in the past.

When Li Yuan heard this, it was indeed the case. Feeling helpless, even the underworld began to covet his Google company.

Li Yuan kept smiling, "Let's talk about A Biao and his family's food expenses!"

When the bald man heard this, his expression immediately turned cold, "Listen, kid! I'm not discussing with you, I'm asking you!"

He shouted in his heart, "I originally wanted to have a good talk with you, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless."

Hearing the boss speaking loudly, people around him immediately gathered around him, holding sticks, knives and other objects in their hands.

No one spoke, they all stared at Li Yuan coldly.

Li Yuan remained indifferent and looked at the other party with a sneer.

"A Biao and the others plus 10, I want 20% of your shares. Isn't that too much?!

Of course, you can refuse.

Let’s not talk about A Biao and the others, let’s talk about you. I wonder if you will appear on the front pages of major media tomorrow? ! "

As the bald man spoke, he stood up slowly, put his hands on the table, and leaned forward as he spoke.

Until the heads of both sides are only 1 fist apart.

"Say!", the people around shouted loudly in cooperation.

The sound penetrated the hut to the north, and A Biao suddenly jumped up from the ground, his ears pressed against the iron sheet.

Unfortunately, it fell silent again.

"Brother Biao, what's wrong?"

Luo Biao shook his head and said nothing.

Unwilling to give in, he put his ear to the iron sheet again, trying to catch the sounds outside.

I shouted in my heart, "Qin Fan, you bastard, please don't come!"

At this time, Li Yuan was surrounded by fierce people. They were all green dragons on the left and white tigers on the right. At first glance, they were people who were accustomed to fighting.

Li Yuan leaned back, distanced himself from the bald head, and said with a relaxed look, "You have bad breath!".

"You're looking for death!"

"Fuck him!"

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