Seeing the sadness on Xie Lan's face that was inappropriate for his age, Lin Huaile felt that he had said the wrong thing and could only shut up.

Silence fell in the car.

After passing through the tunnel and arriving at Tsuen Wan, the traces of the previous fights on the streets have long since disappeared.

Sometimes the prefix is ​​not much different from that of an insurance company. They are all paid to do things.

When society lacks order, prefixes will come into play, replacing paralyzed institutions and allowing the underlying society to continue to operate.

There are petty thefts on the property that need to be taken care of, there are disputes between night market stall owners, and the store needs to be taken care of when it is damaged. Not only do you have to take care of it, but you also have to compensate for the damage and renovate it.

It can be seen that Yuan Bao cherishes the territory in his hands and restored it to its original state within a short period of time.

Xie Lan seemed to be familiar with the road. He had been there more than once. He pointed to the Regal Bar on the street and said to Changmao: "This is Uncle Yuanbao's paradise. Find a place to park and don't let the policeman issue a ticket."

Changmao stopped the car, asked Lin Huaile and the others to get out of the car first, and then parked the car himself.

"Let's go in first, the late night snack should be cool."

There was a long queue at the door of the Regal Bar. They were all bad guys with colorful hair. It looked like the bar had just opened and they were queuing up to get in.

"Sister Lan, why are you free today to deliver supper to the boss?"

"The handsome guy next to me is quite nice and polite."

The parking boy in front of Changle Bar obviously knew Xie Lan and said hello loudly.

"He rushes into the street and talks nonsense. He is a boss with the prefix "Shao Ye Le".

"Get away quickly, the late night snack is cold, be careful Uncle Bao kills you!"

The parking boy has naturally heard of Young Master Le's name, and he led people to hang taro Biao, which greatly boosted He Xinghe's morale.

But the gentle and handsome boy in front of me is different from the red stick who looks like the villain in the club.

"The boss is upstairs."

Hearing that Yuan Bao was upstairs, Xie Lan took Lin Huaile upstairs.

The bar was already filled with howls and howls, and countless hot men and women were chatting.

The band in the center of the stage is also singing this popular song.

The lady sitting at the table was also shaking the dice with the guests, winking at the waiter, and raising the wine.

Singing and dancing!

It's lively downstairs, but much quieter on the second floor.

There was a horse boy sitting on the landing with a baseball bat at his feet. When he saw Xie Lan leading someone up, he nodded without saying anything and let the two of them go up.

At this time, Yuanbao didn't look like a gangster, but rather like an old accountant, wearing reading glasses and counting the accounts.

"Xiaolan, Ale, you are here."

"Come and sit!"

When Yuan Bao saw the two of them going upstairs, he rubbed his eyes tiredly and threw his reading glasses aside.

"Uncle Bao, grandpa asked me to bring you a midnight snack."

Xie Lan put the insulated lunch box on the table, bent down, and sat down on the table.

"Uncle Yuanbao."

Lin Huaile also said hello casually and found a chair to sit down.

Just as Yuan Bao was about to speak, another group of people came up from downstairs.

"Brother Yuanbao, you're late. Today's count is too late."

Three people came, and the leader swept around, glanced at Xie Lan and Lin Huaile, smiled politely, put a thick pile of money on the table, and said politely.

Yuan Bao gave up a cigarette, picked up the money and roughly clicked it, then threw the money into the table and cabinet and said to the leader: "You and Liansheng have scattered too many bulk goods, even the children."

"Forget it inside the venue, leave it alone outside the venue."

"Next time, I will sweep you out of Tsuen Wan."

"Aren't you afraid of giving birth to a child without a butthole?"

"Brother Wen didn't do this before. You guys, you guys, don't give your boss a face!".

Upon hearing this, Lin Huaile immediately understood that this was a fan of He Liansheng.

Now all the kitchens in Xiangjiang have been wiped out, leaving only Alphabet Bangtong and Lian Sheng still having a presence in Thailand, with big bookmakers supporting them.

It is advantageous to have a road.

When guests come to play, the venue cannot be without goods.

I don't know if that expert came up with it, borrowed space to buy bulk goods, paid according to the sales volume, and paid on a daily basis.

Fan guys with two names started running around everywhere in Hong Kong.

"Brother Yuanbao is joking. The bad boy is unreliable in his work. He doesn't even eat, and his mind is unclear."

"Manchester United played like shit. You have to ask my boss to make up for the shortfall. It won't happen next time."

"By the way, whose territory is Yangcun Road? Why don't you give us the bulk cargo together? The quantity can be discussed."

The leader laughed, found an excuse to excuse himself, and promised not to do it again, and then started talking about business again.

"If it were yesterday, you wouldn't have found the rightful owner."

"It's just a coincidence for you today that the person in front of you is Yangcundao's talker, Young Master Le."

"If you have any ideas, you can talk to him."

Yuan Bao pointed at Lin Huale who was sitting at the table and continued: "Gao Yuan, brother Wen's man."

"Young Master Le, we are in harmony with Xinghe's most popular newcomer."

Gao Yuan didn't expect to come to the right place today. There were eight or nine bars and nightclubs on Yangcun Road, but the real owner could not be found. To be cautious, he didn't send anyone in.

"Brother Le, what a heroic young man!"

Taking advantage of other people's situation to make yourself angry means being harmonious and making money.

Gao Yuan immediately stood up, stretched out his hand like a businessman, and said hello.

Faced with good intentions, Lin Huaile did not refuse and held hands with Gao Yuan.

Although he was very against drugs in his heart, his small arms and legs could not resist the big bankers in Xiangjiang.

You can only try not to touch it yourself, and you cannot change the current situation at all.

"Brother Yuan, you're welcome."

"You can distribute the goods, but you can't distribute them to children."

"I just took over the place, and I will be able to figure it out in the next two days."

"The counting should follow Uncle Yuanbao's rules. I will inform Brother Yuan whoever you give it to when the time comes." Lin Huaile said with a smile.

Gao Yuan nodded in approval, turned to Yuan Bao and said, "I still have something to do. Let's eat dog meat hot pot with the Walled City another day."

"Let's go first."

"Let's go first, Brother Le."

Gao Yuan said hello and took the people away.

"If you buy Manchester United, you will lose to him."

Yuan Bao muttered, then bent down and rummaged a few times, took out a portfolio and threw it to Lin Huaile.

"This is the property left by Brother Long. I will get it all back for you."

"Go to the street, these bad guys really dare to reach out for anything."

Lin Huaile never knew how much property his father owned. Except for the small vault under the bed, the rest was not in his name at all, just like these bars.

"These bars are yours."

Yuanbao opened the insulated lunch box and found that tonight's supper was wontons. He stirred them with a spoon.

Lin Huaile wasn't even interested in opening it, so he threw it directly to Changmao and asked him to take it to Zhang Wentian to help with the transfer.

"You guys are watching me eat, I feel so stressed!"

"Abang, take A Le to Yangcun, let his people take over, and pull us back."

"Young Master, I am not even busy with my own business, so I have to help you look after the business."
Chapter completed!