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Chapter 101 Today, Two Young People (Please subscribe! 5/5)

Li Jianqing's sudden action prompted Xu Neng and Zhang Chujie to tactfully step aside, giving the two space to talk.

Lin Yuanshan casually pulled up a chair and sat down: "Brother Qing, you've only been employed for less than a week, why do you suddenly want to quit?"

"Mr. Lin, you've been very good to me, and you've offered me a very high salary, but I—" Li Jianqing looked conflicted. He had just overheard Shen Dahui let something slip downstairs, so he rushed upstairs.

Actually, he didn't know what Lin Yuanshan had discussed when he visited his sect.

Lin Yuanshan handed him a cigarette, and Li Jianqing hesitated for a moment before finally accepting it.

"Brother Qing, what exactly is it about?" Lin Yuanshan lit a cigarette and asked with a smile, "You have so little faith in me, Lin Yuanshan?"

Han Jinqing opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't speak.

Back then, there was also a young man who treated him as well as Lin Yuanshan does today, appreciated him, and gave him important responsibilities.

He also hoped to repay the other party by working hard.

They even went so far as to kill Chen Tai, who also came from the same family with the surname He.

His rival was rich, powerful, and influential. He was crippled and forced to leave the underworld, but he never blamed his friend for any of this.

Because he knew that after things failed, that friend had actually tried to help him.

Unfortunately, his strength didn't allow it. After all, a detective from Sham Shui Po is just a high-ranking pawn on a chessboard with Justices of the Peace involved.

What chilled him to the bone was that twelve years had passed, and the young man known as Brother Luo had never once set foot in Hong Yihai's residence.

He's forty-five now, and he's not afraid of dying in the martial world; he's only afraid of entrusting his life to the wrong person again.

Lin Yuanshan stood up, patted the chair and gestured for Li Jianqing to sit down: "Brother Qing, come, sit for a while and catch your breath."

I met with Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Xia, and Mr. Jian this morning.

They talked a little about your past.

To put it simply, Cai Li Fo is likely to make some moves soon.

Since you've already moved on, you might as well wait a few more days patiently.

If you ultimately find it more comfortable staying at the martial arts school than working for me, then you can go back, and I won't force you to stay.

After saying that, Lin Yuanshan got up and walked towards Xu Neng and the other person.

At the same time, Shen Da Hui and Tie Tou walked over. The former, carrying a white paper bag, said awkwardly, "Brother Qing, you really overreacted this time."

I wanted to tell you that Mr. Lin was very pleased with himself today.

At first, we couldn't even get through the door. Then Mr. Lin pretended to be the master of a certain Ghost Mountain and scared your senior uncles and senior sisters into silence.

They eventually reached an agreement: as long as you don't actively get involved in gangster affairs and work as Mr. Lin's bodyguard, Cai Li Fo will support you.

It would have been better if he hadn't explained, because Shen Da Hui's explanation made Li Jianqing's expression darken instantly: "Hoo? Do you think my senior uncles and aunts can be easily fooled?"

You don't actually think the Four Heavenly Kings of Choy Li Fut are all just hype, do you?

"No, I saw it with my own eyes." Shen Da Hui patted his chest and replied earnestly, "We also saw Master Zhuo's eldest disciple, Liang Jinxian. Brother Xian is a very good person and extremely polite."

He brought tea, and I was so nervous I couldn't speak. I just grunted in response, and he actually said, "Please enjoy!"

Leung Kam-yin?

That guy's temper is ten times worse than mine was twelve years ago!

Senior Brother, Uncle-Master Yun Zhuo has been staying in Guangzhou for most of the year, so he has been the one teaching martial arts in Hong Kong on behalf of his master.

I used to never have tea, would he serve tea to a nobody like you?

The more Li Jianqing listened, the more ridiculous it seemed. He got up, took the suit, went back to his room, closed the door, and shut himself in.

Shen Da Hui looked puzzled and said to Tie Tou, "I'm telling the truth, why don't you believe me?"

"Brother Hui, just give it a rest."

"Even if you were telling stories under the big banyan tree on Temple Street at night, I guarantee no one would listen to you. You're such a fucking fake." Tie Tou snorted and shook his head, then held up his suit jacket: "Actually, I can understand how you feel."

After all, you must be unhappy that Yuan Shao didn't assign you an administrative-level position this time.

Especially you, you've always been a bit neurotic and like to show off in front of others.

It's a bit of a shame that I didn't have a suit to wear this time, so I can understand, and must understand, my jumping around to make my presence known.

However, you must also understand Yuan Shao's difficulties.

Tomorrow is the ribbon-cutting ceremony; the guests who come to congratulate us will definitely all be respectable people.

You! You should learn from Hao Ge and the others!

If the kick from the handkerchief downstairs was just a spit-out of tea...

Hearing Tie Tou's words, Shen Da Hui felt like vomiting blood. How could this big guy be so sarcastic?

A day has passed.

Nothing happened on Lin Yuanshan's side, but things were quite lively on the streets.

First, they sent people to hunt down Wu Shih-hao's men. They discovered that the lame man who caused this trouble was actually the same man who had been with Hung Shun as the Double Flower Red Stick, Han Jinqing, twelve years ago.

Then, the current leader and Hong Shun, who was complaining to Qiang, were bewitched or something. Upon hearing this news, he flew into a rage and smashed everything in front of him to pieces.

This contradicts Brother Qiang's public persona.

As everyone knows, Brother Qiang is famous for his gentle yet firm approach and his good temper.

Late at night, Kei Siu-lam, a member of the Sham Shui Po Detective Lei Lok's team, suddenly visits Hung Yee-hoi Martial Arts School.

He learned from the caretaker that the owner, Li Jianqing, was no longer in the museum and had been hired by someone else. He left the gift and hurriedly departed.

The following morning, both the legitimate and criminal elements, and various factions, gathered.

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Qi Qi's gaze fell upon the third floor of the Cheung Wah Industrial Building in To Kwa Wan, where an obscure company occupied only 2400 square meters of land.

A small plastics factory with a floor area of ​​1 square foot.

"Ah-Chi, Ah-Shun, you two will be keeping an eye on things at the police station this morning." Lei Luo put on his suit jacket and walked out of the detective's office. Before Ah-Chi and Ah-Shun could answer, he shouted, "Piggy! Piggy! Did you get the opening flower baskets I asked you to prepare ready?"

"Coming, coming, Brother Luo. I've already arranged for the florist to deliver it directly to Changhua." A man in a floral shirt with rather slick features ran over. He glanced at his watch, nodded, and added, "Judging by the time, it should be delivered. We can just go over there."

"Well, let's go see an old friend." Lei Luo took out two cigars and handed one to Piggy.

Piggy took out a lighter, lit it for Lei Luo first, and then lit his own as he walked beside him.

The two walked out of the police station. Pig Oil Boy climbed into the driver's seat, started the engine, and stepped on the gas: "Brother Luo, don't blame me for being nosy."

I just feel that since we haven't been in touch for over ten years, there's no need to meet up again; it would just be awkward for everyone. Right?

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"Hmph, do you think I went there for the sake of that handkerchief?" Lei Luo chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on the rapidly receding street scene outside the car window. "I wanted to find out if this Lin Yuanshan really has any substance! He actually dared to touch Lei, someone I wouldn't even dare to touch!"