Yao Changqing called and briefly described the situation with the other four talkers. Their reaction was exactly the same as Yao Changqing's previous reaction.

In this matter, they get money very quickly.

They can get to this level and know what the nature of this matter means, so they can pay for this little money.

This is 200,000.

Even if you give it to Zhong Wenze alone, this kid is worth the money.

Half an hour later.

"Uncle Yao, what..."

Zhong Wenze looked at the suitcase on the desk: "Do you have any plastic bags or something?"

"do what?"

Yao Changqing opened the box and coded the banknotes in the code: "Click it."

Zhong Wenze took out a bundle of banknotes, and his thumb passed through the banknotes, making the unique sound of banknotes.

This sound is completely different from the sound of paper.

because.

This is the sound of money.

"Prepare money!"

Zhong Wenze put the money back.

Yao Changqing wondered: "Isn't this suitcase pretty good?"

“It’s so conspicuous.”

Zhong Wenze shook his head with a smile.

He can't say that in the movies he watches, all the scenes of holding money with boxes are usually HSH, clubs or drug F transactions, which are too conspicuous.

Yao Changqing looked around and said, "Then I don't have that either."

"This is pretty good!"

Zhong Wenze saw a gray snakeskin bag under the cabinet at a glance. He pulled it out and shook the bag casually, and then marked the banknotes inside. After the code was finished, he picked it up in his hand:

"Then I'll leave first. Sometimes, contact me at any time, Uncle Yao."

"OK."

Yao Changqing looked at Zhong Wenze, who was wearing a dirty snakeskin bag in his hand, and always felt that the style was very inconsistent.

"This kid..."

His eyes were withdrawn from Zhong Wenze's back, and he took out the phone and called again.

Next.

It was to take over all the territory in Aki's hands.

This incident will soon spread throughout the circle tonight. For a long time, those small gangs will no longer make small moves.

Because everyone knows that there is a fierce general in their hands.

A mere three people beat Aki to annihilate.

···

Ten o'clock in the evening.

In the small apartment where Zhou Kehua lives.

Zhong Wenze and Wang Bo came here with cooked food. The simple folding table spread out, and the simple white wine in the glass bottle was poured out.

"Brother Ze, the place is a little bit simple, don't worry."

Zhou Kehua was shirtless and lean, and a thin man pulled the bedside aside, sat casually on the wooden bed, pouring wine for them.

"No need to be restrained, let's drink some casually."

Zhong Wenze waved his hand, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, loosened the buttons of his shirt, picked up the cup, and said sincerely: "Come on, let's talk about a cup first, thank you two for your life and death with me tonight."

The three of them raised their heads and took a sip.

“No, no.”

Zhou Kehua put down the wine glass and waved his hand a little embarrassedly: "Tonight, it's all up to Brother Ze, who is bold and meticulous, so that he can solve this problem at such a fast speed."

"Then you are also indispensable."

Zhong Wenze touched Marlboro beside him, sent them a circle, and took a hold of one by himself: "Any link tonight is indispensable. Why do I want three people? Not two people? This is the reason."

When it comes to being a human being, Zhong Wenze has always been a low-key and calm person. Even if he has strong abilities, he never ignores the role of others.

"Brother Jingze!"

Zhou Kehua raised his thumbs up again, held the wine glass, lowered the edge of the glass and touched him, and said sincerely: "I am convinced by your attitude towards being a human being!"

He let out a small breath and sucked a cigarette: "I have followed two bosses before, but no one is as old as you, but this kind of heart is really this."

After saying that.

He gave a thumbs up again.

"Okay, don't say anything about drinking or flattering."

Zhong Wenze called and greeted them to eat.

Everyone ate and drank, the atmosphere became lively and they talked too much. Zhou Kehua told them a lot about his own affairs.

He is from Hunan Province, his family is poor, he has not studied at the age of thirteen, and has been wandering around outside without any success. Later, when he was twenty-five, he clashed with someone and stabbed someone to death, smuggled to Hong Kong Island, followed several bosses, and had been scrambling for many years, and never went back.

"Brother Ze, where are you?"

Zhou Kehua burped and looked at Zhong Wenze who was smoking with his eyes narrowed and said, "Where are you?"

"I am from Hunan Province too."

Zhong Wenze smiled and plucked his nose, looked up at the ceiling, his eyes fascinated.

Wang Bo looked at Zhong Wenze with deep eyes and grinned and said, "Well, Brother Ze, haven't I heard that you are from Hong Kong?"

“Not important.”

Zhong Wenze murmured to himself, pretending to be free and easy and said, "No matter whether he is a mainlander or a Hong Konger, he is a member of the same country."

Said.

He bounced the ashes in his hand, made a piece of space for the table, bent down and took out the dirty snakeskin bag from under the table.

"What's this?"

Zhou Kehua and Wang Bo's eyes both fell on it.

Wang Bo only knew that Zhong Wenze was carrying this thing when he came out, but he didn't know what it was.

"banknote."

Zhong Wenze opened the hole of the snakeskin bag, and the banknotes inside emitted the luster of money, and piled up a small hill.

"So many! Why are you here?"

Zhou Kehua's eyes were glowing, and he was deeply attracted by the money, emitting a fiery look, but in just a moment, his eyes moved away from the banknotes:

"I'm afraid you're the only one in the snakeskin bags. Haha..."

"Split money!"

Zhong Wenze clapped his hands and began to hold the banknotes out: "There are a total of 200,000 yuan given by Uncle Yao."

While saying that, he divided the money into three parts.

"There are 200,000 in total, and I will get 110,000."

Zhong Wenze wrapped the most pile in front of him and pushed the middle part to Zhou Kehua: "Andy Lau, this is 60,000, it's yours."

"Bozai, these 30,000 are yours."

"I'm so apart, do you have any objections?"

He looked up and glanced at the two.

“There are too many!”

Zhou Kehua pushed 60,000 yuan forward: "It's really too much. As I expected, 30,000 yuan was at most. Besides, I didn't do much effort."

He was very determined, not just a polite person.

Zhong Wenze nodded with satisfaction: "If you ask you to take it, take it, don't talk nonsense."

Then he turned his head to look at Wang Bo: "The reason why Andy Lau is half more than you is because he is like me and is also in danger of his life."

"And you have the least risk, but it won't work without you, so you are this number, you know."

In terms of profit distribution, what should be said should be made clear.
To be continued...