Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

Before Li Guoyong could say anything, Zhang Chao couldn't help but interrupt him.

"Brother Hui, this business is so profitable, how can we just give it up? We can earn the difference in a month, which is not a small profit! Why do we have to give up this business?"

Seeing Zhang Chao's anxious expression, Zhang Minghui and Li Guoyong looked at each other and laughed. It seems that Zhang Chao is smart, but he still hasn't been tempered.

Always thinking about making all the profits, but not knowing that the money in your pocket is yours.

Li Guoyong looked at Zhang Chao, who was anxious and hesitant to speak, and started scolding him.

"Xiao Chao, you have been training for so many years, why haven't you broadened your horizons? Don't always think about making all the money, there is no end to making money."

"We have made a lot of money in the past two years. Brother Hui is right. It's time to let go. If we continue, it won't take two years."

"We will all be wiped out in one fell swoop. Once the pigs are fattened, they will be killed."

Zhang Chao's expression changed, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Hui, didn't we have a tacit understanding with the people above? They allowed this, so we can't just abandon it now!"

Hearing Zhang Chao's naive thoughts, Zhang Minghui shook his head helplessly and spoke to Li Guoyong with a smile.

"Guoyong, you need to take Xiaochao with you more often and let him see more of the world."

Then, facing Zhang Chao, Zhang Minghui explained the matter to him clearly.

"Xiao Chao, we are evil, this is our stain. The so-called tacit understanding is that the higher-ups have given us a loophole, not that they recognize that we are their people."

"When I really want to punish you, I can find any excuse to kill you. Don't ever have such naive thoughts again."

"There are plenty of profitable businesses in the world. If you can't do foreign exchange business, there are other businesses you can do. You can make endless money. But you only have one life. Do you understand?"

"And I've been feeling a little off lately. We can't delay this any longer. We have to hand over the foreign exchange business as soon as possible."

Zhang Chao nodded thoughtfully.

"Although I haven't encountered such a situation yet, it's definitely right to listen to Brother Hui. In the past two years, my brothers have become rich one by one. It's all thanks to Zhang Minghui's leadership. Now I don't want to do it anymore."

"Then listen to Brother Hui."

At this time, Li Guoyong spoke.

"Brother Hui, I wonder how Guoqiang and the others are doing in Hong Kong Island. I am worried about them."

Zhang Minghui had this idea two years ago, when the reform and opening-up was about to begin. There were a lot of opportunities in the mainland, but he wanted to make a lot of money from the mainland.

It must be combined with the actual situation.

The economies of Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Korea are booming. If we can set up some industries there, we can sell our products to the mainland.

Make high profits.

After careful consideration, Zhang Minghui chose Hong Kong Island. It was a little chaotic, but the chances of making a name for oneself were great. If one dared to fight and fight, one could quickly occupy some territory.

If we have a territory, we will have a foothold. When Zhang Minghui goes there in two years, we can sell some things to China.

According to Zhang Minghui's idea, it would be enough to occupy a few docks.

As for some people who try to make a big splash as soon as they arrive in Hong Kong, Zhang Minghui sneers. I'm not making fun of them, but it's not that easy to make a name for yourself in Hong Kong.

If you don't have enough brains, you will either end up in the sea or in jail.

More than half of the people in Hong Kong have a background in tribal organizations. If you, a stranger, go there to beg for food, you will definitely be targeted by people with ulterior motives.

You have to operate it slowly.

The big guys back then were so powerful that they dared to fight against the local police. But it was useless, they didn't make much money. Many of them were beaten to death or imprisoned.

Even if someone calls you "brother" to your face, you may be scolded behind your back.

"A bunch of idiots."

Those people have received a different education, money is the most important thing. If you have money, you show off, but if you don't have money, no one will pay attention to you.

After repeated consideration and discussion with Li Guoyong, they decided to send Li Guoqiang to Hong Kong to do business. Guoqiang is not only good in skills, but also smart.

Zhang Minghui feels at ease with him around.

Zhang Minghui also specifically explained the current situation in Hong Kong to Li Guoqiang, and taught him and his men some Cantonese.

After being there for a while and becoming proficient in the technique, I believe Li Guoqiang will be able to strike the right balance.

Hearing the concerns of his brother Li Guoyong, Zhang Minghui hurried to comfort him.

"Guoyong, don't worry! Although it's a bit chaotic there now, they are just hooligans slashing around with knives. They won't dare to use guns easily, judging from the skills of Guoqiang and Hongquan."

"As long as you handle it carefully, there will be absolutely no problem."

"And I gave him a lot of gold. I told him that when he got to the local area, he could directly recruit a group of bad guys. As long as he had money, he would have hundreds or even thousands of brothers in an instant."

"There were very few real fights, and it was all about numbers."

Li Guoyong and Zhang Chao listened with great interest.

Through Zhang Minghui's narration, the world of Hong Kong was like unveiling a mysterious veil for them, allowing them to truly understand Hong Kong.

Li Guoyong put aside his worries and couldn't help asking as he listened to Zhang Minghui's story.

"Brother Hui, do you think we should send some brothers over to help Guoqiang and the others? After hearing what you said, I always feel that the local people are not trustworthy."

"These bastards can do anything for money."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Minghui began to speak.

"You can send some people if you want, but they must learn Cantonese for me. Let's sell the foreign exchange business first, and the black market business will gradually stop."

"Our black market has been very popular in the past two years, and countless people are watching us. I believe your information has been collected. We have to go out and hide from the limelight."

"We'll go together then."

Be prepared for a rainy day. We have been so popular in the past two years that the higher-ups will definitely pay attention to us. If there is a severe crackdown in the next two years, maybe we will be wiped out.

Zhang Minghui has this feeling now.

Afterwards, Zhang Minghui discussed with Li Guoyong how to stop the business. If they did, it would be impossible to stop it immediately. They had to find someone to take over the business, if there was no one dealing in foreign exchange.

By then, the black market will easily be in chaos.

After the discussion, Zhang Minghui rode his bike home. There are many people riding bicycles on the street now, which is different from the 1960s when there were few people riding bicycles.

It’s different now, there are cyclists everywhere.

The sound of bicycle bells echoed throughout the street. As I rode along, I just arrived at the entrance of the alley and saw the old men and women chatting animatedly.

Seeing the lively scene, Zhang Minghui couldn't help but stop. He wanted to listen to what the uncles and aunts were talking about!