Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 110 Wanchai Tiger is Very Tiger

Under the parasol, Chen Yanni picked up the teapot, her dimples adorning her face, and carefully poured cups of Earl Grey tea.

Qiaoru followed along, adding milk or sugar cubes as needed.

Each of the women who came to the appointment was made to their respective places according to their personal preferences.

By the time all twelve cups of tea were poured, Chen Yanni had used three gilded bone china teapots.

Sitting next to her, a woman of about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, with short hair and wearing a suit and trousers, took the teacup and said with a smile, "Big sister, if we're meeting at Fengru Tea House for Kung Fu tea, three cups will be enough for you."

Look at you, insisting on meeting here in Sha Tin like those foreign ladies.

Not only was the journey long, but everyone also had to wear formal attire. Now your arms are aching from pouring tea, are you regretting it?

Li Ying, ranked second among the Twelve Beauties, has a fiery temper and is also capable of fighting.

Once, someone came to Fengru Teahouse to cause trouble, and she calmed the situation down with a cleaver.

Because of her family background, she usually worked as a debt collector on Lockhart Road, hence the nickname "Wanchai Tiger"!

Chen Yanni wasn't angry when Li Ying teased her. Instead, she sat down with a smile and gracefully picked up her teacup: "Ying, you should learn from me. Keep your temper in check and don't be in such a hurry all the time."

"Go away! How can you change someone's personality?" Li Ying shushed her, picked up her teacup and drank it all in one gulp. "Big sister, why did you suddenly call for people? Now that you've finished your tea, just give me your orders."

No matter how difficult it is, my sisters will take care of it for you!

"There's a handsome guy from Chenghai who has been in Hong Kong for less than a month and has already opened a plastic flower factory in To Kwa Wan."

"I've scouted this guy, and he seems to have a bright future." Chen Yanni elegantly sipped her black tea, then reached for a scone on the double-tiered pastry stand. "Don't say I didn't look out for you all. The reason I organized this gathering today is to ask you all, who's willing to snag this rich guy?"

Li Ying was the first to speak, waving her hand: "It's definitely not me, unless that handsome guy likes tomboys. Then I don't care, as long as he's handsome enough, I'll let him play with me for free."

Such vulgar language broke Chen Yanni's composure, no matter how tolerant she was.

She gritted her teeth and ordered Qiaoru, "Break a banana for her and tell her to go home and eat by herself."

Li Ying laughed heartily and instructed Qiaoru to choose the one with the longest stem, which attracted the curious glances of several female guests at the next table.

Fortunately, not all of the Twelve Beauties were as fierce as this Wanchai Tiger.

After some discussion, it was decided that the eleventh sister, Li Zhu, would take on the task.

Li Zhu, a 17-year-old girl from Nanhai, Guangdong, is the adopted daughter of He Jinhong, a great-uncle of He Liansheng. She is nicknamed "Little Chili Pepper of Mong Kok".

She bears a resemblance to Chen Yanni, with a round face and dimples. The difference is that she has bangs and a mole at the corner of her right eye.

Many of these women worked in the sex industry.

Once the candidate was chosen, everyone immediately started offering advice to Li Zhu, making this feisty and outspoken young woman blush with embarrassment.

That evening, at Tai Tung Restaurant in Mong Kok.

Lin Yuanshan took the thin-ringed cigar from Han Sen and raised his hand to stop the other from lighting it: "Brother Sen, you're more than two cycles older than me."

We're all on the same side now, no need for formalities, I'll handle it myself.

"Mr. Lin, you are this one!" Han Sen gave a thumbs up, his expression excited: "It's only been a short time since we last met. This noon, I was told by Henry, the foreigner, to pack my things and report to the Kowloon City Police Station tomorrow."

Your influence is immense. I apologize for my doubts about you that day.

"Brother Sen, you're here again—" Lin Yuanshan sighed, but this time he couldn't stop him.

After Han Sen finished speaking, he raised his glass, tilted his head back, and downed the Remy Martin that was eight-tenths full in one gulp.

After eating a few bites of food to calm the churning alcohol in his stomach, Han Sen raised his head, his cheeks slightly flushed: "Mr. Lin, rest assured, starting tomorrow, I, Han Sen, will protect your business within the Kowloon City Police Station's jurisdiction."

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By the way, do you want to send people into the police force?

"More is hard to manage, but two or three people are fine with me anytime. I guarantee I'll get him promoted to plainclothes squad leader with a gunman within a year."

"Brother Sen, I'll say it again: we're all family, let's treat each other with sincerity."

"Don't worry, I'll later send people into the Kowloon City Police Station to take away your authority as detective." Lin Yuanshan raised his glass and replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Han Sen's eyes flickered slightly: "Mr. Lin is joking. I didn't mean that."

"Me neither." Lin Yuanshan ate a piece of lobster, then turned to look at Han Jinqing standing behind him: "Brother Qing, come sit down. The lobster that Brother Sen ordered today is really good."

"Didn't you see how much Brother Iron Head was enjoying his food?"

Tie Tou was gnawing on a crab claw when he heard this, and he grinned sheepishly: "Yeah, yeah, Detective Han ordered so much food, we can't waste it."

Han Sen finally broke free from Liang Pei's oppression. Years of pent-up frustration vanished today. He waved his hand with great enthusiasm and said, "Eat! More if you're not full! Ah Qing, I remember your personality back when you were with Ah Luo. You weren't like this at all."

Li Jianqing pulled out the chair next to Lin Yuanshan and sat down: "Detective Han, people always change. I never expected that you would still remember a useless person like me."

"Ha! You were a double-flower red stick who took over thirty docks. How impressive you were back then! How could I forget?" Han Sen raised his glass to Han Jinqing: "I've heard some things about you since then."

Don't blame Alo, he has his reasons.

Being able to work with Mr. Lin now is a rare opportunity for you.

Li Jianqing did not answer, but simply picked up his chopsticks and stuffed the delicacies on the table into his stomach.

No matter how badly Han Sen fared, he was still a Chinese detective and a symbol of the Dongguan faction within the Hong Kong police force.

Insisting that Lin Yuanshan should not pay the bill, Han Sen, unusually, did not keep a record today. He took out cash and called the restaurant manager.

Soon, there were three light knocks on the private room, and a burly man with broad shoulders and a back, who was two or three years older than Han Sen, walked in with a smile.

"Detective Han, I just found out that you're hosting dinner at my restaurant tonight." The man shook hands with Han Sen in a familiar manner, then looked at Lin Yuanshan: "This must be Mr. Lin."

Mr. Lin, it's an honor to meet you. This is my business card.

The man with the handkerchief, who was near the door, took the business card and handed it to Lin Yuanshan.

Lin Yuanshan glanced at him: "He Jinhong? Mr. He has a wide range of businesses, you own restaurants, mahjong parlors, and even a finance company?"

"Haha, I can't compare to someone as wealthy as you. I'm quite content with just three meals a day." He Jinhong laughed, his eyes narrowing.

He didn't stay long; after having a drink with the other person, he left on his own initiative.

As soon as he stepped out the door, Han Jinqing and Han Sen began to explain the restaurant owner's background in detail.

He was one of the big bosses of Wo Luen Shing; many people on the street did business by watching his expression.