Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 121 Miao Jie also used a scheme?

Lin Zhaoyuan initially sent Shen Dahui to help Bo Rong buy scrap materials simply because he didn't want this eccentric guy to cause trouble in the small factory in the back alley of Tongzhou Street.

Unexpectedly, Shen Da Hui, on his first attempt, used the price of sewer pipes to help Bo Rong rip off 20 tons of materials from Liao Biao, the manager of Hesun Plastics Factory.

Later, Lin Zhaoyuan set up a scheme to speculate on plastic waste.

To save face, Miao Jie put on a brave face and admitted to a large group of colleagues that his brother-in-law had sold 20 tons of waste to Lin Zhaoyuan at a high price.

Afterwards, Lin Zhaoyuan was called "the villain Yuan".

Miao Jie, who indirectly helped Lin Zhaoyuan in the past, was also given the nickname "Pig-Headed Jie" by the plastics industry.

Every time Miao Jie thought about how Lin Zhaoyuan benefited while he became a laughingstock, he felt a burning hatred. He even sent Liao Biao to guard the warehouse.

During this time, he worked day and night as a foil for Xiang Jiaming, hoping to find a way to switch from plastics to garment manufacturing through this brother-in-law.

Who knew I'd run into Lin Zhaoyuan at the Fulong Tea House tonight?

Relying on Ah Tian's strength, Xiang Jiaming and Miao Jie made a hasty escape, protected by several of Hong Shun's thugs, and rushed across the road in one breath.

Xiang Jiaming was clearly drunk. He was ushered into the bright blue Triumph Pioneer 4-seater convertible by the crowd, and he was still slurring his words and cursing.

How dare they embarrass the singer I support? I'll go back and gather hundreds of men to get revenge!

Once Miao Jie was in the back seat, Ah Tian decisively stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward as if fleeing for its life, leaving Shui Keng Kou Street.

Young masters can boast without paying taxes, but if Beng Kouhua overhears him, he'll get furious.

He's definitely the unlucky guy who'll take the fall, the one Hong Shun sent to be a bodyguard for his sugar daddy's son.

"Take this! Ah Tian!"

Who told you to drive this road?

Go back! Go back, go back, go away, you bastards who complain and whine!

"I want him to send troops! Send troops!" Xiang Jiaming's nostrils reeked of alcohol, and his words were clearly spoken without thinking.

Ah Tian was too lazy to reply to him. He glanced at the rearview mirror and instructed Miao Jie, who had been taking care of Xiang Jiaming since getting into the car, "Young Master Miao, you know what happened tonight."

The reason I was able to protect you and leave safely is not because I, Ah Tian, ​​am particularly good at fighting, but because Beng Kou Hua showed you mercy.

"We promised to give Dongyi that ten thousand yuan, but Hongshun and I definitely won't pay it."

"I know, I understand." Miao Jie nodded quickly. Xiang Jiaming had caused trouble, and the Xiang family would definitely have to pay for cleaning up his mess.

Seeing that Miao Jie had been subdued, A-Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But in a situation like tonight, even if Su Guoqiang is present, he would have to ask for a high price to get Beng Kouhua to agree to release the person.

After sending Xiang Jiaming back to the Xiang family, Miao Jie and A Tian met Xiang Yucheng.

Upon learning that her son had caused trouble at the Fulong Tea House over a singer, she discovered she would have to pay Dong Yi 1 yuan in apology.

Xiang Yucheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Ah Tian, ​​that ten thousand yuan, you call yourself Ah Qiang, go directly to the finance office of my factory to collect it tomorrow morning." Xiang Yucheng waved to Ah Tian, ​​then glanced at Miao Jie: "Ah Jie, you should go back and rest early too."

From now on, focus more on business and don't spend all your time wandering around with Jiaming.

Miao Jie awkwardly agreed and followed A Tian out of Xiang's house.

They hadn't walked more than a few steps when screams of agony, as if someone were being whipped with a belt, came from the Xiang family mansion behind them.

Without a word, the two quickened their pace simultaneously.

Miao Jie's car is a somewhat old four-door Ford.

Seeing that Ah Tian didn't have a car and was about to walk back, he decisively invited him to come up.

After driving for a while, Miao Jie suddenly spoke up: "Brother Tian, ​​it seems like Bengkouhua is entertaining some important guests tonight."

"Young Master Miao, you don't know that person?" Ah Tian looked over suspiciously. "That scoundrel Yuan! He works in the plastics industry just like you. I heard he's quite famous in your field."

Miao Jie suddenly realized and smiled slightly, "Oh, so he is Lin Zhaoyuan."

I've heard my brother-in-law mention him, but I've never officially met him.

When I saw the fight break out tonight, Bengkou Hua immediately sent that person downstairs to leave, so I assumed it was some big shot within their Dongyi organization.

Ah Tian frowned, smoking a cigarette as he looked out at the receding night view.

Lin Zhaoyuan is the big spender of the Hong Shun Shek Kip Mei gang, but tonight he came to Fulong with Beng Kou Hua for entertainment.

The most suspicious place is Fu Long Tea House, one of the few establishments belonging to Tung Yee Wo but not located within the To Kwa Wan area.

Miao Jie is not like Xiang Jiaming, a spoiled brat who only knows how to eat, drink, gamble, and whore. He was able to conspire with Liao Biao to frame Bo Rong back then, and tonight he can use A Tian to sow discord.

Miao Jie's heart was pounding. He tried to remain calm and stopped talking to A-Tian, ​​but secretly used the corner of his eye to observe the changes in A-Tian's expression.

Ah Tian wasn't someone to be trifled with; he didn't say anything more until he got off the bus.

This left Miao Jie, who had hoped to see Ah Tian rage, quite disappointed, feeling a sense of defeat—a feeling of having a plan that he had in mind but had failed to outwit.

Watching the Ford's taillights disappear into the distance, Ah Tian curled his lip and said, "Hmph, back in the day, I was selling scalped tickets outside the Lee Theatre, pretending to be someone from the Music Theatre. You were still wearing open-crotch pants!"

You glanced at me three or four times in ten seconds. With that kind of self-control, you think you can outsmart people?

The following day, To Kwa Wan.

Ma Tau Kok Road, Dongguan Tea House, second floor.

Beng Kouhua raised his teacup and said to Su Kuqiang, who was sitting opposite him, "Qiang, since you've come in person, let's just forget about what happened last night."

Go back and warn that so-called "Fragrant Young Master" that all the singers at Fulong Tea House are artists, not prostitutes!

Don't think you can take that little Chu Xian out just because you have a few bucks!

Su Kuqiang raised his teacup with a slight smile, but inwardly he was utterly disdainful of Beng Kouhua's words—what utter nonsense about performing but not selling one's body!

Even singers who have uncles and sons chasing after them and only perform in concerts, nightclubs, bars, and dance halls can spread their legs for money.

You lower-ranking singers from Fulong have actually taken the lead in carrying chastity arches?

He ordered someone to take away the 10,000 yuan that Su Kuqiang had brought, and Beng Kouhua put on a smile and chatted with Su Kuqiang about some anecdotes from the underworld.

When he complained, he didn't mention what Ah Tian had told him the night before about Lin Zhaoyuan meeting with Bengkouhua. He only sat for about half an hour before getting up and leaving.

At the same time, on the third floor of the Changhua Factory Building.

Lin Zhaoyuan tossed a lucky charm to Biandanwei and pointed to the chair next to Li Jianqing: "Sit down and we'll talk."

"Mr. Lin, I—" Biandanwei said anxiously.

Before he could finish speaking, Li Jianqing stood up and pressed him back into the chair: "I told you to sit, so you sit! I tricked you into coming to see the boss by complaining, why didn't you hesitate even once?"

Biandanwei awkwardly scratched his hair: "I was just in a hurry."

A few days ago, Lanmingbiao invited me for drinks. He advised me that since Mr. Lin had moved his factory to To Kwa Wan, I should bring my brothers with me.

"Today, Lao Ding suddenly came to my door and said that Mr. Lin met with Beng Hau Wah from To Kwa Wan, so I couldn't sit still."

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