Dressed as a villain's sister, she became rich by relying on patriotism

A dozen hooligans were beaten to a pulp by the guys from the newly opened boxing gym, and the news spread quickly in Water Street. All the forces were staring at this small store like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey. Zeng Ajiu moved a chair and set up a table in front of the store. On the table were a bowl of peanuts, a large tea bowl, and a clay pot filled with water. He sat alone in front of the store, looking like a door god.

For a whole month, the store had no business, but the shop assistants were very busy. Gangs from the whole street took turns to come to the store to provoke them, and they were almost invincible in Water Street.

Although Shui Street is chaotic now, fortunately it is not a big deal and everyone still abides by the rules of the underworld. In addition, the British Hong Kong government does not care about this street, so boxing gyms like Zhou Ning can gain a foothold purely by relying on fists.

If in a few decades, the black and white sides collude, and the gangs start using firearms, it will be really difficult to fight. So, it is better to be born early than to be born in time. Zhou Ning used to go to watch the fights with great enthusiasm every day at first, but later he lost interest. It was simply a one-sided crushing, and there was no point in watching it. It was just the martial arts school showing off their skills.

"Brother, it's been a month and it's not over yet!" Zhou Ning was speechless. When would it ever end? She still had to do business!

"It's almost done. After this month, our martial arts school has established a firm foothold on this street." Zhou Ting looked at his greedy sister and thought she was quite cute.

"I have to look for Martin recently." Zhou Ting talked about this person again. In fact, Zhou Ning didn't have a good impression of him. This man was smooth-talking and could turn black into white.

"Why look for him? We have already got our documents, so we don't need him anymore."

"No, we will need him in many places in the future."

Zhou Ting said confidently. Seeing Zhou Ning's puzzled expression, he explained, "These people are now illegal residents. We don't have the money to give them all real certificates. But if we want to use them, we have to give them fake certificates, at least to be able to pass the inspection."

Zhou Ning slapped his head and forgot about it.

"Besides, Martin grew up in Water Street, so he knows this place better than we do. Don't you want the boxing gym to make money? These guys in the store can't do it, and neither can Zeng Ajiu, but Martin can!"

Yes, one of Zhou Ning's main purposes for opening a boxing gym is to make money. She is not a good person, so why would she give them a place to set up a ring for free? These people fight in front of her store every day, and they don't even sign up to learn.

Martin's mouth can fool anyone, and his brain can come up with any gimmick. He is simply the best sales talent, not to mention that he grew up in Water Street!

"Hurry up, go find him. There are already places where he can display his talents. We can't let his talents go unused."

No one knows what Zhou Ting said to Ma Tian. A few days later, Ma Tian came to the boxing gym on Shui Street with a small bag. Ma Tian and Zhou Ting were classmates and had a good relationship. But two years ago, Ma Tian suddenly dropped out of school and has been hanging around in various places since then. He also packaged his father as working in the household registration department, using this as a gimmick to make various fake certificates and documents, but he has always been in contact with Zhou Ting.

Zhou Ting was always cold and indifferent at school, but Ma Tian was good at talking and could get along with everyone, so he had a pretty good relationship with Zhou Ting. So Zhou Ting always called Ma Tian a classmate, but Zhou Ning didn't know that, she thought Ma Tian was still in school.

"Wow, that's a really brutal beating!" Martin walked to the door of the boxing gym and saw three or five thugs had been knocked to the ground, each with a bruised face and nose.

Zeng Ajiu wiped the sweat off his face with a towel and drank water from a bowl. Ma Tian was wearing an ill-fitting suit, carrying a small bag, and his leather shoes were a bit too big.

"Martin!" A thug on the ground recognized him and shouted his name.

"Oh, you still remember me after all these years. Are you okay? Go home and apply some medicine, or your skin will be swollen tomorrow."

"What's up, young man? Are you here to spar as well?" Zeng Ajiu has been fighting every day these days, and his temper is getting worse and worse. Although he looks young, he has a dignified temperament that makes people dare not underestimate him.

"What are you talking about? We are a family!" Ma Tian, ​​wearing leather shoes that were several sizes too big, stepped over the fallen thug and ran to Zeng Ajiu.

"Zhou Ting invited me here, so we'll be colleagues from now on!" Ma Tian smiled and tried to get close to him. Zeng Ajiu didn't have a good first impression of Ma Tian, ​​thinking that he was dressed in greasy hair and powder, and looked like a slick talker. Moreover, he was very different from people like him who practiced martial arts.

But after all, he was invited by Zhou Ting, so Zeng Ajiu couldn't show him a bad face.

"Zhou Ting told me." Zeng Ajiu was a man of few words, and there was nothing much to say to someone she didn't like. Ma Tian didn't care, and he pushed open the door and walked in.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go in and take a look."

Martin looked around the gym and felt that although the gym was quite simple, as Zhou Ting said, the boxers were all good and the core competitiveness was still there. As for other aspects, they could be improved slowly.

Just as the last wave of provocateurs were driven away, the next wave was already waiting at the door, and Zeng Ajiu was ready. Ma Tian shook his head, what a bunch of blockheads, they have been fighting for a month, and they are still coming!

Martin straightened his ill-fitting suit, pushed open the door, and said with a smile on his face: “Everyone, don’t bully me like this!”

"Martin!" Someone recognized him among the thugs who came to cause trouble.

"Hey, Xiao Zhao, long time no see. When are you free to get together?"

"Why are you here? Is this your store?" The thug named Xiao Zhao looked at Ma Tian curiously. They all grew up together in Water Street. Later, when Ma Tian's father became rich, the whole family moved away. Ma Tian also cut off contact with those who grew up with him. It's not his fault. If there is a chance, who doesn't want to leave this broken place? After leaving, who wants to have anything to do with this place again?

"It's not my store, but I will work here in the future. Everyone is welcome to come and play." Martin smiled sincerely. If this boxing gym had not been in operation for a month and had become notorious, they might have really thought that Martin was sincerely inviting them.

"Everyone, I've been away from Water Street for a while, but the rules here shouldn't have changed. You're obviously bullying the newcomers, don't you feel guilty?"

After hearing what Ma Tian said, the gangsters still felt a little guilty about being pointed out directly. They looked at each other and kept silent.

"Do you want me to ask the Fourth Master to come and judge? See if he agrees with you guys doing this. It's been a month, right?"