Hong Kong film: People in Wo Luen Shing, summoning the King of Fighters.

Chen Jialuo was also deeply loved by merchants, fishermen, and fishmongers.

When he appeared, some bold people even brought him fruits and vegetables.

"Depend on."

Seeing the old man smilingly offering him fresh vegetables, Chen Jialuo's first reaction was, "Damn it, he's an enemy."

Ryuji thought so too, and kicked it away.

Fresh vegetables were scattered all over the ground, and the old man's eyes were filled with tears. "Prince Luo, these are all good things."

As he spoke, he slowly squatted down to pick them up.

Depend on!

Chen Jialuo had three things he couldn't stand in his life: pretentiousness, staged accidents, and old people crying.

That unsteady gait.

Why are you sending me something?

The old man's eyes were red. "You are a good person. Since you took over Longxi, our lives have become better."

Chen Jialuo hesitated for a moment, then said, "...Okay."

This is a huge joke; I've been friend-zoned. But I have to admit, it's slightly touching.

This also solidified his idea of ​​using rules to govern his underlings. Perhaps, he should lower the protection fee a little?

The moment the thought crossed my mind, the trigger was gone.

"Long Er, the vegetables haven't spoiled yet. Take them to the canteen and cook them for the brothers."

Yamazaki Ryuji said "Oh," took the vegetables from the weeping old man, and casually handed them to his younger brother.

night.

Qingyun Grand Hotel.

Chen Jialuo's restaurant in the market caters to high-end consumers. After the seafood was sourced from Longxi, the cost price dropped rapidly, and profits continued to grow.

· ····Requesting flowers···· ·······

Chen Jialuo and the fighters from The King of Fighters are all here. Ryuji Yamazaki, the Pig-Monkey duo, Choi Bounge, Goro Daimon, Heidern, and others.

Raising his glass, he said, "Today is a celebration banquet! Our territory has expanded again! Life is getting better every day. Let's join hands and move forward to even better days! Cheers!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

This meal lasted for five or six hours. By the end, even the most composed and shrewd Hadidren was standing on the table dancing disco.

... ... ...

"The nights outside Moscow, so clever, brave, and powerful—I envy myself. Fuck you!"

night.

Chen Jialuo embraced Anm and made love to her passionately, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, until she was exhausted and passed out. He then lit a cigarette and fell fast asleep.

The next morning, Anm got up and cooked breakfast. After finishing, she didn't urge Chen Jialuo to wake up and waited patiently for him to wake up.

When Chen Jialuo woke up, he saw her pretty face and perfect figure, and couldn't resist tormenting her again.

"I know about the repair shop. You've done a great job. Find some more people and open a few more shops."

ANM, exhausted and disheartened, asked, "Will there be that many cars?"

Chen Jialuo laughed, "There will be more and more of them, and eventually everyone will have one."

ANM exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

Cars are a luxury item!

Chen Jialuo chuckled and pinched her nose. "When have I ever lied to you? Come on! Get up and eat."

.....

The events in Hung Hom and Lung Hei, like those in Hao Jiang, couldn't be kept secret. They were taking over the territory of Tung Sing and Sun Kee; the combined bounty for Chen Jialuo's head from those two names reached a million dollars.

Chapter 161 The Wallet That Was Being Coveted

At that time, 1 million was equivalent to 100 million. There were countless people eager to try it, but given Chen Jialuo's reputation, only those who were suicidal would dare to even consider it.

After the events in Macau, another one happened: Axe-Hand Jun was killed, and the Decepticons were sodomized. Speaking of Decepticons, Heidern couldn't help but laugh. That night, the Decepticons were completely ruined; their intestines rotted, their balls exploded... and they died from what they loved most.

Chen Jialuo's reputation has risen to another level.

The fighters under Chen Jialuo were all proud, not to mention Chen Jialuo's henchmen, who walked out with their heads held high and their leather shoes polished to a shine.

When they went to register their numbers at "163", their voices were exceptionally loud.

Wo Luen Shing, once again the victor, benefited. They all wanted to know how much profit Prince Lok could come up with this time.

But Chen Jialuo didn't return to the gang for a month, he was busy with things in Hung Hom and Lung Hei.

He only returned to the club after things had stabilized somewhat.

There are some things I still need to explain.

The valet drove his car over, with a mixture of respect and admiration. As soon as the car came to a stop, he scurried out and opened the car door.

"Boss, please get in the car."

Chen Jialuo laughed, "Not bad, kid."

He pulled a HK$1,000 bill from his wallet and handed it over, saying, "Take it."

The valet's face lit up with a smile. "Thank you, boss. Please get in the car."

After a three-hour drive, we arrived at He Liansheng's gang.

Upon seeing Chen Jialuo, the members of the gang's eyes lit up, and they all came up to greet him. Ah

"Your Highness, you've made us proud once again!"

"Your Highness, you are becoming more and more powerful, while I am getting old. This world belongs to you, Your Highness."

"Young Master, please take good care of me in the future."

With money and power, even the most difficult people become easier to get along with.

In the story of He Lian Sheng, Chen Jialuo transforms from a henchman into a golden brand for the company, a brand that can make money.

All those who used to dislike him now came up to him to curry favor.

Human nature!

That's it!

Chen Jialuo greeted them with a smile, responding in the same way as before.

Upon hearing that Chen Jialuo had returned, everyone tacitly moved from other places to the conference room to sit down.

Lin Huaiyue handed Chen Jialuo a bottle of mineral water with a grin.

"Come, Your Highness, drink some water. Water is wealth."

Chen Jialuo sneered, "That's right, water is wealth, and so am I."

His gaze swept over the seated people, their eyes filled with greed and fawning.

While he was busy with matters in Hung Hom and Lung Hei, someone secretly urged him to return to the gang as soon as possible, claiming that "Uncle misses him."

Whether the old man who ran the business thought about him or not, he didn't know. But some people thought the money in his pocket was real.

If you want money, you can.

But it depends on whether he's willing or not. If not, he can simply start his own business. He had previously considered issues like his business foundation, but later he abandoned all of that.

Damn, as long as you have people, money, and territory, that's enough. Over time, he'll naturally develop his resources.

"You all must have enjoyed the profits from the VIP room in Macau. What, you want to try out places like Hung Hom and Lung Shei as well? If you have too big an appetite, you might hurt your teeth."

Lin Huai chuckled but didn't say anything.

Chen Jialuo is capable, so it's understandable that people are envious. By flattering and befriending such a person, one will naturally reap benefits.

Otherwise, what flows in will be knives, spears, and clubs.

"Big D, I bet he can't hold back again today," Lin Huai Le said kindly.

The election results for He Liansheng are still pending, and Chen Jialuo, who previously wielded considerable influence in Macau, has now poached a large share of credit. He's now also stealing food from Tung Sing and Sun Kee, not far from his own neighborhood.

It's impossible for Big D not to be wary or envious.

Chen Jialuo glanced at Big D indifferently, then looked away.

This guy isn't very bright; he can be easily manipulated and used as a pawn after being provoked a couple of times.

If he were to become a candidate, the good days of Wo Shing Mart would visibly come to an end.

The various hall masters and uncles also came.