Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 123 Bengkou Hua Has Gone Mad

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think."

Lin Zhaoyuan grinned, instantly switching to Huang Xiaoming's exaggerated facial expressions: "I'm only 18!"

Ah Jie, can't you think before you speak?! You actually suggested that someone my age should live off a woman?!

Zhang Chujie was rebuked by Lin Zhaoyuan, but his expression remained calm: "Boss, it's not shameful to live off a woman."

Liu Bang's founding of the Han Dynasty was inseparable from the early investments made by his wife's family, the Lü family.

Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu married Guo Shengtong and received a dowry of 100,000 troops, which enabled him to pacify Hebei.

Even Liu Bei, whom you mentioned during our last tea time, only gained the support of the Mi family's enormous wealth after marrying Lady Mi.

Even emperors live off their wives; what right do you, a mere businessman, have to be so high and mighty?

Previously, it was always Lin Zhaoyuan who brainwashed people.

Unexpectedly, the tables have turned today, and Mr. Lin is being persuaded by Secretary Zhang.

After striking a lucky note, Lin Zhaoyuan laughed and said, "Ah Jie, since you're so determined, why don't you go yourself?"

"With you here, boss, how could I possibly have a chance?" Zhang Chujie walked up to Lin Zhaoyuan.

He stretched out his finger and tapped the three words "Beng Kou Hua" on the notepad filled with clues to Lin Zhaoyuan's deductions: "Look, even the head of Dongyihe is optimistic that you can become the Zhou family's son-in-law, and he is secretly betting on you and your wife to rise to prominence."

"If I dared to have such thoughts, before I could even act on them, I'd probably already be eliminated on Bengkouhua's orders."

"I'll take it! In just a few words, you've become husband and wife?" Lin Zhaoyuan laughed angrily, crumpling the note and throwing it into the wastebasket. "Alright, alright, A-Jie."

I appreciate your consideration and your wish for me to take the path of climbing the ladder.

But I hope you can respect Sir Zhou's intelligence.

Hello, Mr. Justice of the Peace, President of the Dongguan Chamber of Commerce.

Reaching that level of fame isn't something you can achieve just by being lucky and having a few years of good fortune.

Trying to take advantage of such a big fish?

Be careful, or you might get your teeth knocked out by someone's crocodile skin.

Zhang Chujie was still somewhat unconvinced, but Lin Zhaoyuan didn't want to continue the conversation and instead urged him to hurry up and get things done.

Yesterday, Hang Seng Bank sent people to inspect the factory, so the loan should be approved this time.

However, Lin Zhaoyuan later wanted Zhou Yongshan to increase her credit limit, so he definitely needed to learn more about this Miss Zhou.

At the same time, on Ma Tau Kok Road, at the Dongguan Teahouse.

Beng Kouhua also learned from his subordinates that Bai Mianjie, who used to hang around the streets of Fu Rong Street and Yuan Zhou Street, was looking for information about Zhou Yongshan.

"White-faced Jie? That unlucky guy who was kicked out of the Zhang family in Sheung Shui?" Beng Kou Hua picked his teeth with a toothpick, his face full of disdain.

Standing in front of him, the henchman responsible for gathering information from the underworld said, "That's right, that's right, Lao Ding, it's the person you're talking about."

However, Bai Mianjie no longer makes a living on the streets.

It is said that he followed a powerful water tap nicknamed "The Villain."

"The villain is far away! His real name is Lin Zhaoyuan."

"This guy's plastic flower factory is right on our territory." Seeing the boss's expression suddenly change, the henchman quickly replied, "Boss, should we send a dozen or twenty thugs to catch some snakes, rats, and toads and throw them into this factory to scare this scoundrel away?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a cup of hot tea was splashed onto his face.

He stared in astonishment at the suddenly enraged Beng Kouhua, his face filled with disbelief.

With a gloomy face, Beng Kouhua pulled out a five-hundred-yuan bill and slammed it on the table: "Damn you!"

If you're capable of eating brains, you should be sitting here with me, holding a white paper fan, making tea, instead of not even having put on a pair of straw sandals yet!

Here's 500 yuan, take it and have some roast goose with the guys who collect the feed!

"You don't need to worry about anything else, and you're not allowed to go outside and talk about it! Understand?"

"Yes, I understand." The little leader, who was in charge of listening to news from the underworld, nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Ignoring the tea stains left on his face, he quickly came up, took the 500 yuan, and ran downstairs.

After Beng Kouhua left, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "No wonder you didn't like the Wen Chuqiao I prepared! So you, Lin Zhaoyuan, have already taken action against Miss Zhou in secret. You really need to play the proper role in front of me, the leader of the Dong family."

After getting up and taking a few steps, Beng Kouhua's excitement at "seeing through Lin Zhaoyuan's arrangements" quickly turned into anxiety.

In his view, he had guessed Lin Zhaoyuan's thoughts, and taking advantage of the Zhou family's order for Dongyihe to do things, he used his early relationship with Han Jinqing to make contact with Lin Zhaoyuan in advance.

Logically speaking...

This start is quite advantageous for Dongyihe.

The problem is, the atmosphere wasn't very pleasant when we met that night.

Lin Zhaoyuan looked down on Wen Chuqiao, and Beng Kouhua had a backup plan.

At the time, he asked Fulong's manager to replace Winnie with the backup singer, but before she could even take the stage, Xiang Jiaming disrupted the performance.

Thinking of this, Beng Kouhua cursed under his breath, feeling that he had still lost out by asking Ah Tian for 10,000 that night.

However, since things have come to this point, Bengkouhua can only try his best to salvage the situation.

Grabbing the phone receiver, Beng Kouhua dialed a number: "Hello, this is Dong Yi and Hua Kun. Go and call your branch manager, Master Shu Hai, to come and answer the phone."

On Su Zhenhai's side, he was exchanging information with Ma Jianqiu, the person in charge of the gang. Niu Gu, who was on the phone, dared not disturb the two of them just because Beng Kouhua made a call.

About half an hour later, Su Zhenhai, having finished his work, finally called Bengkou Hua back: "Hey, Hua-ge, sorry, Qiu-ye called me earlier, what's up? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Ah Hai, last time you asked me if I wanted to learn from Han Jinqing's apprentice Bian Danwei and bet on Lin Zhaoyuan."

"I'm officially answering you now, yes, that's exactly what I think." Beng Kouhua got straight to the point, but what Su Zhenhai didn't expect was what followed: "We've known each other for over ten or twenty years, this time, would you be willing to lend me a hand?"

No!

Dongyihe is a name that starts with a character.

Has Beng Kouhua gone mad? Why does he suddenly want to rely on Lin Zhaoyuan? Even if he doesn't want to keep following Dong Fuhe or Lian Gongle to pick up scraps, there are plenty of rich people who would follow him!

We don't need to resort to choosing Lin Zhaoyuan, do we?

Su Zhenhai became increasingly confused. He was like a blank sheet of paper with a broken fan; his mind suddenly went blank: "Help? Help with what? Eleventh Brother, what do you want me to do?"

"You play the villain and give me a decent show of respect. I need Lin Zhaoyuan to accept me—" Beng Kouhua's voice trailed off as he spoke, and even he himself felt that this request was a bit outrageous.

Sure enough, on the other end of the phone, Su Zhenhai flew into a rage: "Hey! You're the one going crazy, don't drag me into it!"

What is my seniority, and what level is Lin Zhaoyuan?

You actually want me to cooperate with you in putting on a grand show to make him look good?

Think about it yourself, is your request reasonable?

How could you say that? I'm hanging up! Damn it!

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