Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 103 You're not Boss Lin, you're Big Boss Lin

The stares of everyone made Su Zhenhai feel extremely embarrassed.

Most of the people present were businessmen, except for him and Niu Gu, who were gangsters.

The truth about the batch of materials Lin Yuanshan mentioned was obvious to everyone after a little thought.

Unfortunately, Su Zhenhai couldn't afford to turn against Lin Yuanshan, otherwise, the whole "hijacking" incident would be confirmed. His reputation was essentially ruined by Lin Yuanshan's actions.

Just as he was wondering how to save face, two people arrived from the other side of the stairs to help him out.

The one walking in front was wearing a Tang suit made of fragrant silk, with white-soled black cloth shoes, and holding a folding fan. He had deep-set eyes under his brows, which revealed two nasolabial folds.

Judging by his age, he should be sixty.

Those familiar with his distressed appearance know that this man, who is also the head of the gang, is actually only forty-eight years old.

"Hey, Brother Qiang!" Su Zhenhai called out loudly when he saw Su Kuqiang, and quickly stepped forward with Niu Gu.

Su Kuqiang's eyes were busy searching for that blurry figure in his memory. He heard someone calling and looked in the direction of the voice. He found that it was the thirteenth of the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Tigers.

"Ah Hai, what are you doing here?" Taking the small crown from Su Zhenhai, she complained, lighting it twice with a crackling sound. "You know Lin Yuanshan?"

"Wow, people are coming to my territory to open a factory. Even if we didn't know each other before, we have to know each other now," Su Zhenhai chuckled.

Shou Kuqiang knew long ago that Su Zhenhai had dealings with Han Jinqing, and he didn't have much affection for Su Zhenhai to begin with.

Seeing Su Zhenhai dodging the question and unwilling to give a direct answer.

The forced smile that followed her complaint immediately faded: "We should get to know each other; you're the best at making friends."

After saying this, Su Kuqiang excused himself and, with Da Zhi Kun in tow, quickly walked towards Lin Yuanshan.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lin."

Oh dear, Awei is so foolish.

He didn't even help me ask you for an invitation when your factory held its ribbon-cutting ceremony.

"If I hadn't heard it from the guys in To Kwa Wan, I wouldn't have known that Big Scalper moved his factory here." With a broad smile, Su Kuqiang glanced at Big Kun as he spoke.

Big Kun took half a step forward and opened the flip-top gift box in his hand.

Inside the box, a red velvet lining held a gilded congratulatory plaque inscribed with "Great Ambitions."

It was dazzling and eye-catching.

This caused an uproar throughout the audience!

"I came in a hurry, and just happened to pass by Tse Sui Luen Jewellery. I took a liking to this amulet at first glance, hoping for good luck." After saying this, Su Kuqiang unfolded his folding fan and smiled at Lin Yuanshan: "Boss Lin, please don't think it's too light."

That's a brilliant statement. Compared to Su Zhenhai's empty-handed nagging and complaining, this act of offering help is a gold medal, instantly winning applause from the audience.

Lin Yuanshan smiled on the outside, but cursed inwardly. It's true what they say, what you fear most is what happens.

"You can't hit someone who's smiling," Lin Yuanshan winked, signaling Zhang Chujie to come and hand over the plaque to Da Zhi Kun.

Then, Lin Yuanshan grabbed the arm of the complaining Qiang and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qiang, it's our first time meeting, and you've already spent so much money."

"My small frame probably can't handle it."

"Boss Lin, even now, are you still pretending to be confused with me?" Su Kuqiang withdrew his gaze from searching for the embroidered handkerchief and looked at Lin Yuanshan in astonishment.

Lin Yuanshan frowned slightly: "Why would I pretend to be confused?"

"No! Last night at midnight, Master Zhuo's first disciple, Liang Jinxian, called in—no, I mean, walked into Tuodi to see me."

He said, "You, Boss Lin, are good friends with Yunwu Hall, Bichi Martial Arts School, and Yinjie Martial Arts School."

Ah Qing is now employed by you as a legitimate bodyguard.

If anyone misunderstands that Ah Qing has returned to the underworld and comes to He Hongshun to settle scores, I will directly notify them to let Cai Li Fo handle it.” The more he complained, the more his two eyebrows drooped, and the more obvious his bitter look became: “Boss Lin, no wonder you didn’t like the tenement building deeds that I had Ah Wei send you last time.”

Yes, yes, they should be looked down upon.

You have the financial means to support the martial arts schools of the four great masters of Choy Li Fut.

My building has a ceiling of tens of thousands of yuan, and I can really show it off with a smile.

I just said that the gold medal is small, so don't think it's insignificant; I meant it sincerely.

Sigh, being a boss is not easy. Don't be fooled by the fact that I have disciples accompanying me everywhere I go, making me seem very powerful.

Every day when I open my eyes, I see the livelihoods of eight thousand gang members, and including their families, the lives of tens of thousands of people rest on my shoulders.

"Today's sign, I even had to sell my gold watch to make up the money —"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanshan's expression was priceless.

The worst part is that this complainer keeps talking more and more, like Tang Sanzang chanting sutras, constantly pulling him along.

Worried that he might burst out laughing, Lin Yuanshan decisively used his trump card, shouting loudly, "Li Jianqing! Your old friend, you come and greet him."

Upon hearing those three words, Su Kuqiang immediately shut up.

His gaze was deep. He released Lin Yuanshan and turned to look at the middle-aged man in a suit who was walking towards him with a limp.

His hair was styled with hair wax, and his beard was clearly freshly shaved, with bluish roots.

The shirt and trousers he wore were a high-end handmade gray striped suit.

Li Jianqing's broad shoulders and back, honed from years of martial arts training, filled out his white shirt and jacket.

Perhaps he wasn't used to wearing ties, because he kept touching his collar as he walked over.

Su Kuqiang looked him up and down, his gaze following the undulating right shoulder of the man with the sweat towel, down to the silver logo of the mountain card on his right shoe, which was sometimes visible and sometimes hidden as he walked with a limp.

Hey, is that Qing's handkerchief?

Is this a blue handkerchief?

Not only was Su Zhenhai stunned by the story, but he was also completely taken aback.

I'll take it! A dockworker who used to risk his life, and now he's even lame, not only is he trying to wear a suit and tie, but he's also wearing designer shoes?

"Ah Qiang, long time no see." Han Jinqing walked up to the two of them and took out an exquisite flip-top silver-plated cigarette case: "Come on, everyone, have a smoke."

Su Kuqiang blankly accepted the cigarette, looked at the handkerchief in the blue, and sighed softly, "I really didn't expect to see you like this today."

"Oh, the boss said that we administrative staff should dress more formally on formal occasions. This whole set was issued by the government—" As he spoke, Han Jinqing nodded to Su Zhenhai: "Ah Hai, did you send someone to intercept the old factory's waste plastic flowers this month?"

Please don't do that. You are my friend, and Mr. Lin is my employer.

Now, over a few tons of waste plastic flowers, everyone is looking bad.

Have Niu Gu return the scrap metal as if I bought it.

Su Zhenhai refused to accept the money, shaking his head in denial. He promised to send Niu Gu to investigate and ensure that the waste materials were found and handed over to Yuanshan Plastics.

Everyone saw through it but didn't say anything. With his promise, Han Jinqing didn't press the matter further. He smoked a cigarette with the two of them.

On one side are former competitors, and on the other are friends who have gradually drifted apart.

Han Jinqing suddenly realized that he had nothing to say to the two of them. Just as he was thinking about how to persuade them to go back, O

Two more familiar faces appeared: Sham Shui Po Detective Lui Lok and Five Tigers Pig Oil Boy.