Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

Chen Mo shook his head: "Thirty percent! I can only accept thirty percent at most."

The larger the amount of illicit money and the more shady its origin, the greater the risk of money laundering.

Chen Mo was aware of this as well.

However, when the amount becomes large enough, it's a different story.

As long as there's enough illicit money, the percentage can be negotiated further.

With 500 million in capital, even if only 20% is taken, that's still a profit of 100 million.

Even if Yulan Can needs to pay taxes to the Macao government, it still has a net profit of more than 70 million.

It would take more than half a year for Yulan Can's casino to earn a net profit of over 70 million.

Considering that this was their first collaboration, Chen Mo was willing to offer a 30% commission, which was already quite generous.

If it's a long-term client who has been cooperating with Yulancan for many years, 500 million yuan in illicit funds can be laundered with just 20% of the money.

"Brother Can, don't think I don't know your money laundering rules."

I'm not in a rush to get this money; I'll bring it over in several installments to launder it properly. The risk isn't that high. A 30% commission is already quite high.

Of course, if Chan Ye is unwilling to take on this business, then I'll have to look for other casinos.

I believe there are many casinos in Macau willing to take on this business.

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he didn't look at Yu Lancan's reaction anymore and lit a cigarette for himself.

Yu Lancan stared at Chen Mo, his brows furrowed, deep in thought.

People who come to Macau to launder money usually do so through intermediaries.

Chen Mo, however, went directly to their door, clearly showing himself to be a clueless, clueless young man with no connections.

He did initially intend to fool the naive young man and asked for 50%.

However, since Chen Mo had already made his point clear, he couldn't pretend to be confused any longer.

He wouldn't let a profit of over 100 million yuan slip away.

"Okay, thirty percent it is. Consider it making you my friend."

Seeing that Yu Lancan had agreed, Chen Mo smiled and said, "Brother Can is so generous. Consider the 30 million chips outside as a gift for Brother Can's first meeting."

I'll bring the first batch of money over in a while.

Thirty million in chips seems like a lot, but Chen Mo's initial capital was only ten thousand yuan; the rest was won at Yulan Can's casino.

Besides, it's not so easy to take away 30 million, so it's better to just give it up and leave a good impression on Yu Lancan.

Besides, Chen Mo is already considered a gambling expert with his intermediate-level gambling skills.

If you want money, just wander around any of the many casinos in Macau and win a few million at each one.

Back in the casino lobby, the plane had already lost all of its 10,000 chips and was waiting for Chen Mo.

For three consecutive days, Chen Mo visited various casinos in Macau and won 40 million using his gambling skills.

At the very least, I need to earn back the wealth points I spent on purchasing gambling skills.

Although the amount of money was considerable, Chen Mo won it from more than a dozen casinos. Winning a few million from each casino didn't cause much of a stir.

Three days later, Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi arrived at Chen Mo's room to report on Fat Dog's intelligence.

Based on their inquiries and investigations, the two confirmed that Fat Dog was indeed one of Moro Bing's men, but he was not even ranked among Moro Bing's leaders, and he had hundreds of underlings under him.

However, he has a good habit: he goes for a run every morning.

Before Fatty Dog, Chen Mo only knew one person who really liked exercising: Jiang Tiansheng.

It's a pity that both of these self-disciplined individuals seem to have short lifespans.

"Tomorrow morning, we'll take care of Fat Dog and then head straight back to Hong Kong Island."

The hotel they're staying at now is above the place guarded by Morobing's men.

If they come back to stay after they've killed Morobing's fat dog tomorrow, it would be a bit impolite.

The next morning, the group got up early and checked out before dawn.

The four men stole a car and arrived at Fat Dog's jogging route ahead of him. After observing the area from all sides, they parked the car on the side of the road and waited quietly.

Soon, a slightly overweight figure appeared not far in front of Chen Mo and the others; it was Fat Dog.

Not far behind the fat dog, another car was slowly following.

The car was full of Fat Dog's lackeys.

Not long ago, he thought he could use Morobin's reputation to extort a cut from some small casinos.

Surprisingly, few gangs were willing to listen to him, but quite a few wanted to get rid of him.

Ever since Chan Ho-nam and his gang were attacked a few days ago, Fat Dog has been followed by a car full of bodyguards every morning while he goes for his run, ensuring his safety.

As the fat dog drew closer, the plane turned its head and asked, "Brother Mo, should I run him over?"

"No need," Chen Mo shook his head. "The bodyguards behind him aren't dead. If you run over Fatty Dog, we won't be able to leave either."

Let's wait until they've passed by, then we'll attack from behind.

Soon, Fat Dog and his car full of bodyguards passed by Chen Mo and his group's car.

After waiting a short while, Chen Mo said to the plane, "Turn around and chase after them."

The plane immediately started the car, turned it around, and sped off.

Several gunshots rang out.

The two tires on one side of the car belonging to the fat dog bodyguards were shot out by Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi, and the driver in front was lying motionless on the steering wheel.

The car went out of control and veered headlong toward the roadside.

However, the car was not going fast, and although the other people in the car were startled, none of them were injured.

Chen Mo's car sped past them, heading straight for the fat dog.

The moment the gun went off, Fat Dog realized something was wrong. As soon as he turned around, he saw a car hurtling towards him.

The fat dog was so frightened that it quickly ran to the side of the road.

The car came to an abrupt stop just before the fat dog.

Chen Mo quickly got out of the car and fired a shot.

With a "bang," the fat dog fell to the ground, a large hole ripped open in the back of his head, and he was dead beyond any doubt.

Chen Mo sat back in the car and calmly said, "Airplane, drive."

The plane floored the accelerator again, and the car sped away.

By the time Fat Dog's henchmen arrived, all they could smell was car exhaust.

Chen Mo and his group went straight to the beach, where a boat arranged by Han Bin was already waiting.

There were no unexpected events on the return trip, and the group arrived back on Hong Kong Island just before noon.

After spending a few days in Macau, Chen Mo went straight home.

It's not the weekend, so it's no wonder He Min didn't come. Besides Gang Sheng and Qiu Di, Tian Yang En was also at home.

When Chen Mo entered, he didn't see anyone.

After searching around, they finally found the three people in the study.

The three of them are sitting together studying.

However, judging from the way the three of them were scratching their heads, it seems that their learning was not very effective.

Chen Mo stood at the door of the study and knocked.

The three of them looked up and saw Chen Mo standing at the door. Gang Sheng and Qiu Di immediately dropped their books and ran over to hug him.

"When did you get back?" The two of them asked, their voices filled with surprise.

"Brother Mo!" Tian Yang'en also stood up to greet Chen Mo.

Chen Mo nodded to Tian Yang'en, then said to Gang Sheng and Qiu Di, "Just got back. I didn't expect the three of you to be studying together. How's it going?"

"This..." When Chen Mo asked about their studies, Gang Sheng and Qiu Di immediately began to stammer.

"What's wrong? Is it because He Min isn't teaching well?"

"No, no, it's because we're too stupid."

After Gangsheng and Qiudi explained, Chen Mo realized that while their English was decent, their math was a complete mess.

However, Chen Mo also expressed his understanding, saying that English is something that can be learned by simply memorizing it.

As for mathematics, it depends on talent; there's nothing you can do if you can't learn it.

However, this means the two girls won't have to think about going to university.

Once they've improved their English, Chen Mo can just assign them jobs.

With two of his own people helping him oversee the business, Chen Mo would have much less to worry about.