I wanted to quit the world from the beginning

Chapter 8: Stealing a chicken but losing a lot of rice
Seeing Big D's thoughtful and eager eyes, Lin Huaile knew that he had miscalculated and looked down upon this forty-nine guy who started out selling bras and underwear.

It's really a waste of money. I can't deal with the righteousness of the goods. I didn't win the fat piece of Causeway Bay, and yet I created a double-talker?

It was really a fire in the backyard!

Realizing that Big D was looking at him secretly,

Lin Huaile knew that this big D was definitely moved.

It was clear that they had just reached an agreement with Big D. The two parties shook hands and made peace, and it hadn't been settled for two days!

The ambition of Big D's speaker was once again incited by Sheng Jiayi's words!
He Liansheng is going to make a fuss over the gossip again!

Maybe it will be a big storm in the rivers and lakes!

Big D was not the only one who had other thoughts in his heart.
Those who were awakened by these words were also the bosses of He Liansheng and other districts.
These big guys looked at each other with no words in their thoughts.

That's right, why didn't they think of double-talk before?
He Liansheng's speaker is elected every two years, and the uncles always choose one.
However, if you do this, these less powerful gangsters can only be responsible for supporting the scene on one side, and no matter how you choose, they will not get their turn.

If it's a bilingual person, the situation is different!

Choose two in two years, four in four years, and ten talkers in ten years!
The wheel can also go round, everyone has a chance!

The talkers of Lian Sheng are not comparable to those in small restaurants. The membership fees collected by various halls alone amount to tens of millions every month, not to mention other income.

Otherwise, why would Big D and Lin Huaile fight to be the talkers even though they beat the dog's brain to pieces?

After Sheng Jiayi made such a stir, the uncles and big bosses who originally just wanted to make some small profits from the Causeway Bay matter suddenly became more alert.

The uncles also looked at each other calmly,
This double talker's suggestion really moved their hearts!
The reason why they think so is because the uncles decide when choosing who to talk to and who to talk to.
Every time there is an election, the candidates' big bosses will inevitably give benefits to their uncles and try their best to win over them.
Well, originally you could only have one serving per session, but now you can have two servings per session. Isn’t it wonderful?

Thinking about it this way, the uncles who originally scolded Sheng Jiayi for rushing into the street began to look at him more favorably.

I originally thought that Sheng Jiayi was a drowned dog, but I didn't expect that he was a tiger that had fallen from the mountain!
If you insist on getting involved in Causeway Bay affairs, the risks are high and there is little oil and water. Whoever comes forward first will take the risk. You need to be careful of being attacked by a gangster.

Even if Causeway Bay is captured, most of the oil and water will be taken away by Lin Huaile, the talker.

The people present were all smart people. After weighing the pros and cons, they immediately stopped paying attention to the Causeway Bay issue and instead started talking about personal matters.

There is probably no chance this year. Even if it turns out to be a double-talk, the other position will definitely be a big D.
But the next one will be in two years, very soon!
In the next Shuanghuashiren, you will have to take one of the two positions, right?

Big D was so excited that he couldn't sit still for a long time. He stood up first and said a perfunctory hello, then left first.

Immediately afterwards, several big guys close to Big D also left.

Not long after, except for Lin Huaile's younger brother and several of his godsons, everyone else left.

Lin Huaile's face was livid, and his clenched fist's right hand was trembling and pale due to excessive exertion.

He had just bought the newspaper on the plane. He had already read the newspaper and handed it directly to Lin Huaile with the headlines on the front page facing up.
He also talked about bumping into Big D downstairs when he came back.

"Master Qi, I went downstairs with my head first. I bumped into my uncle who was in the same class as Big D and told me that I have the guts to have dinner at eight o'clock tonight."

Lin Huaile suppressed the boiling anger in his chest and looked at the newspaper. On it was the news of Sheng Jiayi's donation.Lin Huaile froze on the spot, unable to say a word after reading it. If it weren't for the Hong Kong government communiqué in his hand, he would have thought it was an unknown tabloid printed by a gangster himself.

HKD 500 million?Donate just by saying?

Before confronting the perpetrator, Lin Huale himself did not have 500 million in cash, let alone donate it directly.

Lin Huaile's face was completely black, and his face was slapped. His previous sentence of using 500 million to buy a site in Causeway Bay seemed like a joke now that he thought about it.

They just donated 500 million in vain, and the conversation with Lian Sheng was not as good as that of a [-]-year-old selling A-grade goods.
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After Sheng Jiayi left Fule Restaurant, he asked Sanyan to drive back to Causeway Bay. Sanyan was already waiting in a bar here.

This used to be Liang Kunmao's bar, but now his surname has been changed to Sheng.

Sanyan took his younger brother to drink at the bar, while the bar manager reported to him.

Holding a bottle of Carlsberg in his three eyes, he greeted Sheng Jiayi who came over and introduced to the store manager:
"My boss! Mr. Sheng Jiayi, his name is Sheng Sheng!"

"No way! Boss!" Sheng Jiayi was in a good mood and joked with Sanyan: "You are the boss of my cousin. I'm shocked that my mother-in-law will blow my head off if she hears this!"

Sanyan shook the Carlsberg in his hand and said seriously:
"I am the boss in the house! But outside, you have to be my boss first! We all call each other our own!"

Sheng Jiayi took the Carlsberg from Sanyan, took a sip of cold beer, felt refreshed, and then said to the bar manager who was standing aside:

"Let your boss know that from now on, I, Sheng Tianyi, will run this bar. As long as you turn in the numbers on time, I will take care of the rest.

Also, I don’t like those messy things. Don’t let me see you playing with them, otherwise Jesus won’t even be able to see them! "

"Ming, I know!" The store manager nodded repeatedly as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The owner who can open a bar or nightclub in Causeway Bay is either a big boss, or he is inextricably related to the prefix of Hong Kong Island.

Otherwise, ordinary people will never be able to open this kind of business that makes money like water every night. Even if they open it, they will be charged a fee for planting flags in the local area. The fees are even more than others. How can ordinary people have no background? Bully.

Big bosses won’t touch fans, and if they do, they won’t let their own businesses get involved.

There are so many businesses, and once someone like Fan is caught by the police, they will be completely targeted. The big boss has a huge business and is not worth it at all.

That's why Sheng Jiayi dared to speak so toughly. He expected that the person who could let Liangkun buy bulk goods here was definitely not a big boss. Dingtian was just an ordinary businessman with some background.
Sheng Jiayi took the cigarette, dismissed the bar manager, and asked Huo Bang, "Come on, is it serious?"

"What's wrong? Liangkun's younger brothers are all useless. Killing them is about the same as chopping melons and vegetables. It's okay to fly three times tonight!"

"Throw it away, blow it clean!"

The smoke filled the air, and after the two joked a few times, Sheng Jiayi started talking about business:

"You should be optimistic about this place in the future. How much Liangkun charged in the past is the same for us. When we get to No. 15, we will pay the fee."

"What's the explanation for No. 15?" San Yan asked doubtfully. They had no territory before, so they hadn't counted the prefixes before, so they weren't quite sure about the path.

(End of this chapter)