Hong Kong film: I have seven capitals, and I have established branches all over the world

When the emperor heard this, he did not continue speaking.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon, and we were in a private room at He Ji Tea Restaurant.

"Mr. Jin, why did you arrange to have dinner here?"

The emperor smiled bitterly.

“Because it’s safe here.”

"Da Mi, I already know what happened last night. Prince Hongxing will be here later."

"If we can't come to an agreement, the two of us will join forces tonight and sweep the prince's territory."

Mr. Jin shouted.

After a while, Prince Hongxing arrived.

"Hahaha, Da Mi, the last time I went to your place to drink was about three months ago!"

Although Dongxing and Hongxing are sworn enemies, the leaders of both factions have a good relationship in private.

After all, both parties are out there just to make money.

After some polite words, Da Mi and the prince sat down and started talking about business.

"Prince, I will give you 100 million every month. Can you return the five large territories to us?"

Big Mi asked.

"In the latest gunfight, 15 of my brothers died and more than 100 were injured. The resettlement and medical expenses alone are about 300 million!"

"Da Mi, although we are not in the same gang, and I don't deal in opium, I can only collect protection fees, parking fees, and loan sharks. Unlike you and Jin Ye, you can make millions a month in any big place."

The prince explained.

"I'll give you 700 million now, and 200 million every month from now on. You're all out to make money, so there's no need to make a big fuss."

What does Mr. Jin do?

A professional opium seller!

At worst, you can just share some of the profits, and then just increase the price a little bit in a few months, and you’ll get it back, right?

"Mr. Jin, just do as you say!"

The Prince of Hongxing is not an idiot. He knows that the Chaozhou Gang is famous for its unity and that if they really fight, it will be easy to get into trouble.

"Now that the problem is solved, let's have a drink!"

Da Mi smiled.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the box at one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Master, this is the number of surgeries and blood donations at Xinlianhe Hospital last week!"

Wang Jiu handed over the information.

"Yes, we performed 1000 surgeries a week, an average of more than 100 a day, which greatly accelerated the progress of interns."

"1.2 people donated blood, 200 ml each time on average..."

He Tianci nodded after reading it.

Of course, I have basically managed to keep from losing money, and I have never thought about making money.

"Master, there is one more thing. Lei Yaoyang from Dongxing seems to have run into trouble recently, and I can't get through to you on the phone."

Wang Jiu reminded.

"Lei Yaoyang, call him now and I'll meet him."

He Tianci said.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the box.

"Hey, Brother Yaoyang, where have you been recently? Why didn't you come to see me?"

He Tianci smiled bitterly.

"Mr. He, stop talking!"

"I was recently in the Netherlands with a mafia boss. Because of a territorial dispute, I was arrested by them for half a month."

"Now these killers want to kill me in Hong Kong and take over my gang in the Netherlands."

"So I'd like to ask you for help."

Lei Yaoyang explained.

"Hahaha, we are brothers. If you have any problems, I will definitely help you!"

Why did He Tianci say this on the surface?

I asked Fat Ju in my heart, now that Lei Yaoyang has been killed, do we have one more big villain brother?

As a result, Fat Orange reminded him that it was not.

Wait a few years later, when the story between Shan Ji and Sheng Fan ends because of the Tuen Mun boss...

"I just need Wang Jiu, Luo Tianhong, and Bai Mao."

"After the deal is done, I will give you 500 million US dollars."

"The Dutch have very lax control over opium. As long as you are ruthless enough and have enough brothers, you will be fine."

Lei Yaoyang replied.

"Ajiu, I leave this matter to you. If necessary, you can use the bazooka and Barrett."

In fact, He Tianci was also planning to say the M2 Brad infantry fighting vehicle.

When Lei Yaoyang heard this, he was shocked.

He didn't expect that He Tianci could get both the Barrett and the bazooka.

Three days passed in a flash.

Early in the morning.

A picture appeared in He Tianci’s mind.

In a mangrove forest, Wang Jiu was seen using a sieve to sift some "ashes".

After a while.

If you look closely, you will find some teeth and some gold rings that have not melted.

Lei Yaoyang, who was standing next to him, had a look of fear on his face.

That's right!

The ashes are from the Dutch killer.

There is only one benefit to doing this.

The ashes, teeth, etc. are poured into the returning water, and the gold ring melts again. After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

"Yaoyang, please help you solve this problem now. When will you give me the promised 500 million US dollars?"

Wang Jiu poured the ashes, teeth, etc. into the sea and asked.

"At noon, I will personally bring 500 million US dollars to Mr. He."

Lei Yaoyang smiled awkwardly.

"I believe you won't break your promise, let's go!"

Wang Jiu threw the sieve in his hand and left with Wang Jiu and Ajie.

In a blink of an eye, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Inside the box.

"Yaoyang, did you buy 2 tons of opium from Sangbo in the Golden Triangle recently?"

"One ton is 3000 million Hong Kong dollars."

He Tianci smiled.

"Mr. He, how did you know?"

Lei Yaoyang suspects that there is an undercover agent around him!

"Hahaha, because Sangbo is my man, he will call you later. The price per ton is 1500 million Hong Kong dollars, and he will give you 10 tons. We can talk again if you agree."

He Tianci smiled.

Lei Yaoyang felt confused when he heard this.

After a while, Sangbo called him as expected.

He also said that he was He Shao's younger brother, and as long as he agreed to He Shao's conditions, the price per ton would be 1500 million Hong Kong dollars.

"Okay, General Sang, I'll call you later."

Lei Yaoyang hung up the phone after saying this.

Ask what the conditions are.

"1 US dollar is equal to 8 Hong Kong dollars. You Dongxing are in Chinatown in the Netherlands. You can compete with the mafia."

"I want you to sell 99 percent of your opium to Holland."

"As for the profits, I want 65 percent. What do you think?"

He Tianci smiled.

Since the Netherlands doesn't care much about it, let it become a major smoke-affected area!

Anyway, one day Yangsheng will grab some free opium in the Golden Triangle.

As long as one ton out of 10 tons is sold in the Netherlands, he can earn 6500 million US dollars.

[Special note: In Europe and the United States, the author sets the price of one ton of opium to be 1 million US dollars]

"HKD 1000 million per ton. I'll help you if I can."

Lei Yaoyang is not a fool either.

If he doesn't do it, his ashes will be scattered in an hour.

Let’s talk about it later!

Dongxing’s main source of income comes from selling opium.

He Tianci stood up and shook hands.

He also said that three days later, Wang Jiu would go with him to the Netherlands to deliver 15 tons of opium to sell, and all he needed to do was provide a warehouse.

After all, He Tianci’s exclusive backpack can be shared with his younger brothers!

"If there really is 15 tons of opium, I can talk to the Mafia boss and the profit will be much greater."

Lei Yaoyang said happily.

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