Hong Kong General: I am the leader of Hongxing, I just want to make money

Chapter 61 "A Better Tomorrow" The counterfeit money group intends to invest in Qin Fan's company, Qin Fan helps Song Zihao who is in trouble

Hengda Paper Company may seem like an ordinary papermaking enterprise, but in fact, it is an international counterfeit money company.

In the workshop where US dollar bills are produced, the lights are dim and the atmosphere is tense and depressing.

Tan Cheng, who was sitting behind his desk, had a worried look on his face. He was very troubled by the recent poor sales of counterfeit US dollars.

He tapped his fingers on the table as he thought about how to respond.

After a while, Tan Cheng picked up the newspaper on the table. The report about Qin Fan in the newspaper was particularly eye-catching.

Qin Fan's business is so big that it must require a lot of capital. Tan Cheng was secretly calculating in his heart.

"The boss is here." Following a younger brother's gentle reminder, Tan Cheng immediately stood up and straightened his clothes.

Then, an old man in a suit slowly walked in. His name was Uncle Yao, the behind-the-scenes controller of the international counterfeit banknote group, an old man who had experienced countless hardships.

"Uncle Yao." Tan Cheng called respectfully, bowing his head slightly to show his respect.

Uncle Yao patted Tan Cheng on the shoulder and sat behind his desk. His face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes revealed a deep wisdom and decisiveness.

He frowned and said, "Now Interpol is pursuing us more and more fiercely. I plan to transform."

Tan Cheng was slightly stunned, then nodded in agreement: "It is indeed time to transform."

Uncle Yao asked, "What is making money in Hong Kong recently?"

Tan Cheng pointed at the newspaper.

Uncle Yao looked down at the newspaper on the table with a look of realization. Today, Hong Kong's electronics industry is booming, full of opportunities and wealth, and is the best industry for transformation.

Then, Uncle Yao frowned and said, "What if he refuses to accept our investment?"

Tan Cheng was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of cold smile, and said: "Then please ask the killer to send him to the west."

Uncle Yao smiled and said, "I heard that Ah Hao is back. Has he looked for you?"

"No," Tan Cheng shook his head.

Uncle Yao sighed and said, "Ah Hao went to jail for the group. If he is willing to come back, he should be given more compensation."

Tan Cheng sneered in his heart.

This old guy wouldn't want to use Song Zihao to check and balance himself, right?

"I also want Brother Hao to come back. Brother Hao brought me here. If it weren't for him, I would have fallen into the hands of the police in Formosa."

Tan Cheng said hypocritically.

Uncle Yao reached out and patted Tan Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, even if he comes back, it won't affect your position."

"Uncle Yao, what are you talking about? Since Brother Hao is back, of course I will take a back seat."

Tan Cheng said hypocritically again.

……

a new day.

Qin Fan took Gao Gang, Gou Ge and others for a stroll on the streets of Mong Kok. They looked around, looking for opportunities to do good things.

Suddenly, a taxi shop was smashed and looted by many thugs who got off the taxis.

Passersby were frightened and fled in all directions.

"Go and help." Qin Fan gave an order, and Gao Gang, Gou Ge and others rushed forward without hesitation.

Soon, all the people who smashed the store were knocked down by them.

"Thank you." A middle-aged man with injuries came out, his face full of gratitude.

Qin Fan recognized the other person at a glance, Song Zihao, from "A Better Tomorrow".

Qin Fan stepped forward and said, "I know you. You are Song Zihao. The boss took you in, but you caused his store to be smashed."

Song Zihao showed a guilty expression when he heard this.

"Why don't you work in my company?" Qin Fan made an invitation.

Song Zihao once managed a large company and had extensive connections all over the place.

More than enough to manage his companies.

"Who are you? I won't do anything illegal. I've already retired from the underworld." Song Zihao didn't recognize Qin Fan because he had just returned. He looked at Qin Fan with a wary look. At this time, the shop owner came out with a hint of excitement and excitement on his face: "This is the famous God of Wealth, the leader of Hong Kong's electronics industry. He was recently awarded by the Governor of Hong Kong." The shop owner's words were full of admiration and praise for Qin Fan.

When Song Zihao heard this, his original vigilance turned into inferiority.

"Don't you dislike my identity?" Song Zihao asked, his face full of anxiety and confusion.

According to his experience during this period, bosses are very discriminatory towards people who have been in prison.

"I don't mind." Qin Fan said firmly, his eyes full of sincerity and kindness.

"But what can I do for you?" Song Zihao asked with a frown.

He can do nothing but sell and make counterfeit US dollars.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have ended up driving a taxi.

"Management company. I have just set up a flip phone manufacturing factory with someone else, and I need someone who has experience in managing large companies to manage it." Qin Fan said.

"Is a flip phone similar to a mobile phone? I don't quite understand. So, I'll do this for three months first, and then I'll get paid if I do well." Song Zihao said sincerely.

"Hahahaha, this little money is nothing to me." Qin Fan laughed heartily.

Song Zihao was even more moved.

[Ding, you helped Song Zihao, you did a good deed, your force value increased, and you gained the strength of Feng Yuxiu.] Qin Fan could clearly feel that his strength and speed had greatly improved. Without a gun, there were not many people who could beat him. This powerful force filled him with confidence and courage.

[Ding, you also won a lottery. ]

Haven't won a lottery in a long time.

"lottery"

[The lucky draw was successful, and you have gained piano proficiency. ]

Qin Fan immediately felt that there were a lot more things in his mind.

I also had injuries on my hands from practicing the piano frequently.

"I can use this skill to show off at banquets in the future."

Qin Fan said secretly.

Ding-ling-ling. Qin Fan's phone rang.

Qin Fan answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Boss, I'm Jimmy, and my big brother Cheng also wants to invest in our company?"

"Who is this, big brother?" Qin Fan frowned.

"When I was a gangster, I heard that he made counterfeit money," said Jimmy.

Qin Fan suddenly remembered the villain Tan Cheng in A Better Tomorrow.

"Reject him." Qin Fan said decisively.

He dared not accept money from the international counterfeit money group. They had plenty of money and would eat him alive in no time.

"Okay." Jimmy responded.

Qin Fan put down the phone, followed Song Zihao and the shop owner to the taxi shop, helped to clean up for a while, said goodbye and left, and just reached the door.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis struck. Qin Fan subconsciously lowered his head, and a bullet flew over his head.

Gou Ge, Gao Gang and others who followed behind pulled out their guns and fired back while protecting Qin Fan. They reacted quickly and moved swiftly, showing their high combat quality.

After a while, there was no movement and it was obvious that the assassin had escaped.

Qin Fan's face was gloomy. It must have been someone sent by Tan Cheng who did it.

"Qin Sheng, it's my fault that you've been harmed. I won't go to work in your company anymore." Song Zihao walked over with a look of self-blame on his face.

"It has nothing to do with you. You will continue to work in my company." Qin Fan's tone was firm and decisive.

Song Zihao was even more moved.

(End of this chapter)