Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 125 Sacrificing Face to Build a Bridge

Last time, Lin Zhaoyuan visited Hu Yunzhuo of Cai Li Fo.

Shen Dahui accompanied him throughout the process; he had seen the set of vermilion seals and waist tokens of Yunshishan and Zhaoyitang in Lin Zhaoyuan's possession.

However, in Shen Da Hui's eyes at the time, this was a fake identity that Lin Zhaoyuan had created in advance so that he could meet with the higher-ups of Cai Li Fo.

This can also be seen from his conversations with Han Jinqing and Tie Tou afterwards.

Therefore.

Today, both the clerk and the advisor, Wei and Ming, failed to reveal the second path, which has an almost zero success rate.

Shen Da Hui, that reckless man, certainly didn't think in that direction.

Just as Biandanwei was racking his brains for a way out of the predicament to avoid being forced into a contract again by complaining.

A henchman came to report that Beng Kouhua, the leader of Tung Yee Wo, only brought his henchman Ying Gen. He is currently outside. Brother Wei, do you want to see him?

"Only two people came, of course we have to see them. Even if we lose the argument, we can't lose face!" Biandanwei glanced at the clerk Ming, stood up, took out a small comb, and tidied his sideburns: "Ming, you boil water to prepare tea. Hui, come with me out and see what Bengkouhua wants by suddenly showing up at the door?"

At the warehouse entrance, Bengkouhua sat in the car, while his right-hand man, Lugen, leaned against the driver's side door, his chin slightly raised, his gaze calm as he met the eyes of several onlookers.

The doorman and Hong Shun's knife-wielding hand stared at each other.

Lu Gen had just received orders to come to the Sham Shui Po warehouse, which he didn't really understand.

In his view, Brother Hua was the leader of the Tung Yee Wo triad. If he wanted to meet with Brother Bien Dan Wei to discuss business, sending him, the chief henchman, to give a greeting, arrange a time, and find a teahouse would be enough to show proper courtesy.

Coming here in person would be too much of a belittling move for ourselves and an overestimation of the other side.

Regardless of the circumstances, since Bengkou Hua made this decision, as a henchman, he had no choice but to obey.

At most, it seems like this is the case now. From the moment he arrived in the car until now, no matter how he looks at it, he can't stand the sight of Biandanwei's gang of men.

Biandanwei led Shendahui out of the warehouse and saw a black Ford sedan parked at the door.

Beside the Ford car stood a young man with a cold expression, leaning against the car door and fanning himself with a corner of his T-shirt.

The elite guards he had chosen to guard the gate looked as if they were facing some terrible enemy. They stood in a fan shape, their faces tense, secretly surrounding the enemy.

"Haha, I am Bien Dan Wei, the leader of the He Hong Shun Shek Kip Mei branch. May I ask, which friend is Brother Hua from Dong Yi He?" Bien Dan Wei waved his men away, clasped his hands in a fist salute, seemingly speaking to Lu Gen, but his eyes were looking at the back seat of the Ford.

The next second, Beng Kouhua burst into loud laughter inside the car, and Lu Gen, who was waiting outside, quickly stepped forward and opened the car door.

Beng Kouhua also clasped his hands in a fist and got out of the car. He walked up to Biandanwei and said with a smile, "Brother Wei, please forgive my intrusion today."

"May I speak to you in private?"

That evening.

Yuanzhou Street, the tenement building rented by Lin Zhaoyuan.

Biandanwei and Shiyeming stood in front of Lin Zhaoyuan, taking turns to supplement each other's words, and recounted in detail what Bengkouhua had said that afternoon.

After the two finished speaking, Lin Zhaoyuan placed a cup of Dancong tea in front of them: "You mean that Beng Kou Hua secretly led his horse from To Kwa Wan to Sham Shui Po, and wanted you to pass on a message to me?"

He said he's optimistic about my future as Lin Zhaoyuan and wants to work for me like your gang, with your gang's name on it?

"Yes!" Biandanwei and Shiyeming nodded in unison, their expressions strange.

Lin Zhaoyuan chuckled and looked at his advisor, Ming: "Ming, how credible do you think it is?"

Lin Zhaoyuan looked at Biandanwei: "Wei, what about you?"

"I...I also think it's not very credible—" Biandan Weigang picked up his teacup, but quickly put it down upon hearing this: "Mr. Lin, it's not that I don't think highly of you."

Given their current situation in Dongyihe, there's no need for them to choose you, a Teochew businessman.

There are quite a few wealthy people in the Dongguan Chamber of Commerce who are more powerful than you.

The advisor subtly tugged at the corner of the carrying pole's robe and secretly gave him a wink—Are you stupid?

From Mr. Lin's perspective, he certainly hopes to have as many people as possible join him.

Now that you're saying these things, not only will they sound harsh and unpleasant, but they might also make the other person think that you're worried that Bengkouhua is bringing Dongyihe over to steal your job!

In the past, Biandanwei might have agreed with Shiyeming's idea, but since meeting Lin Zhaoyuan during the day, he has become quite calm.

He blinked and returned the look to the clerk—Mr. Lin is not that kind of person.

Seeing these two winking at each other right in front of him, Lin Zhaoyuan almost burst out laughing.

He picked up his vermilion teacup, took a sip, and slowly said, "Awei."

"I'm here! Mr. Lin, please let me know if you need anything," Biandanwei replied quickly.

"Go tell Bengkouhua that I, Lin Zhaoyuan, don't have that much time to play guessing games with him."

Two questions!

First, what was the reason that Dong Yihe investigated me a while ago?

"Secondly, what capital do I have that makes him willing to make such a big bet?" Lin Zhaoyuan held up two fingers and cut to the chase: "Tell him clearly that I want to hear the truth, and stop spouting nonsense about being optimistic about Zhaoyuan Plastics' future!"

Hopefully, after I hear his reply, we'll all have time for afternoon tea.

"Okay! I've got it." Biandanwei muttered to himself for a moment, then nodded vigorously. He pulled the clerk Ming to his feet and said, "Mr. Lin, if there are no other instructions, Ming and I will head back now so as not to disturb your rest."

"Go ahead, next time you come, remember to bring the roast goose you had the last two times. Iron Head and Little Rabbit both really liked it." Lin Zhaoyuan waved his hand.

Biandanwei smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll definitely bring it next time."

The following night, in Kowloon Walled City, at Cheung's Fragrant Meat Stall.

Biandanwei and Bengkouhua sat facing each other, with a table set up in the alley, guarded from both sides.

The two held bamboo chopsticks, staring at the chunks of meat bubbling inside the casserole.

"Brother Hua, I have clearly conveyed Mr. Lin's meaning to you." Biandanwei was the first to put down his chopsticks, picked up a piece with the skin on and stuffed it into his mouth, panting as he shoved it, sweat beading on his forehead.

Beng Kouhua followed closely behind, picking up a piece of rib meat with his chopsticks: "Awei, since I've come to the fortress to see you tonight, my attitude is actually..."

"My stance is clear: I want to follow Mr. Lin, just like you."

Wiping his mouth, Beng Kouhua handed Biandanwei a cigarette: "It was Sir Zhou who told us at Dongyi to investigate Mr. Lin. The reason is that someone leaked information that Mr. Lin wanted to hook up with his illegitimate daughter whom he was keeping outside."

Upon hearing this, Biandanwei dropped the wine glass he had raised onto the table, spilling half a glass of rice wine.

Beng Kouhua pulled out his chair, dodging the tipping drink: "Hey, is it necessary to react so strongly?"

Biandanwei scoffed and poured the wine again: "Not big? Sir Zhou, a Justice of the Peace, my god!"

No wonder you're so secretive, and you don't even dare to tell Mr. Lin the truth.

If this works out, Mr. Lin will become rich, and we poor folks who follow him will also benefit!

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