Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

The BMW slowly came to a stop, and Piggy got out first, opening the back door.

With a cigar dangling from his mouth, Lei Luo stepped out of the car and looked at the rickshaw parked across the intersection ten meters away. His expression changed slightly.

Grass!

They just opened a factory in To Kwa Wan, and they're already acting this arrogant?

I, a detective from Sham Shui Po, got out of a BMW.

Lin Yuanshan, get out of that broken rickshaw!

Despite his inner rage, Lei Luo wore a smile on his face. True to his nickname "Smiling Tiger," he strides toward the rickshaw, cigar in hand.

Han Jinqing tiptoed forward on his right heel and stopped Lei Luo and his companion: "Gentlemen, please wait a moment while I go wake up the boss."

"Lin Yuanshan comes to sleep in the middle of the street in broad daylight?" Lei Luo scoffed, not even glancing at Li Jianqing.

During the last ribbon-cutting ceremony for the factory in To Kwa Wan, the three of them had already laid their cards on the table and severed all ties.

Now that Lai Kin-ching is working for Lam Yuen-shan, he no longer needs to show any mercy to Lui Lok and Piggy.

Similarly, Lei Luo no longer needed to maintain the persona of an old friend; his tone and attitude already indicated that he regarded Han Jinqing as Lin Yuanshan's servant.

Li Jianqing did not answer him, but turned around and walked to the side of the truck bed, waking Lin Yuanshan up.

Hearing the sounds of yawning and stretching, Lei Luo and Zhu Youzai exchanged glances.

Both of them wondered whether Lin Yuanshan was deliberately putting on airs or was genuinely tired and sleepy.

Fortunately, they didn't need to be puzzled for long.

The next second, Lin Yuanshan got out of the rickshaw, took out a cigarette and laughed, "Hey, Brother Luo, Brother Zai, sorry."

I didn't get enough sleep last night because of something, and I even managed to doze off for a bit, but I ended up falling into a deep sleep.

Lei Luo deliberately didn't respond, so Piggy quickly spoke up: "Ah Yuan, you have a big business now and are busy doing big things, which is understandable, understandable."

"Brother Zai, you flatter me too much," Lin Yuanshan waved his hand. "My little factory is barely enough to make ends meet. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to do this small business of Chaozhou specialties on the side."

Sensing the veiled meaning in Lin Yuanshan's words, Lei Luo snorted, "A specialty of Chaozhou? What? You've switched to selling old medicinal tangerines now?"

"It's not old citron or old tangerine peel, it's camphor, drawnwork, rosin, Chaozhou embroidery, and Phoenix Dancong tea." Lin Yuanshan smiled at Lei Luo, while Tie Tou, standing beside him, pulled out a thin book with only a few pages inside.

Lin Yuanshan took it and handed it to Lei Luo: "Brother Luo, you've been in Hong Kong longer than I've been alive. Help me take a look and see if these goods have any future here?"

Lei Luo looked intently at Lin Yuanshan, took the thin book, and flipped through it a few times.

Everyone here is a smart man. Biandanwei announced that the gang would start working with Lin Yuanshan. The goods registered in this document are naturally the items he trades at sea.

As a "veteran" who has been rooted in Hong Kong for decades, Lei Luo glanced at the items and roughly estimated their value.

Just as my subordinate said on the phone, it was less than 20,000 yuan.

Moreover, the target consumer group for these products is only the Chaozhou people.

Therefore, Lei Luo judged that it would take a long time for Lin Yuanshan and Biandanwei to sell off all their assets and realize their value.

It's like a chicken rib – tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away.

Returning the thin book to Lin Yuanshan, Lei Luo laughed and said, "Yuanshan, this kind of goods can be profitable, but the payback period is too long. Next time, you should do something that makes money faster."

"I wanted to too, but there was nothing I could do." Lin Yuanshan put away the ledger and pointed in the direction of the dock: "Fortunately, Brother Sen helped me out and found a few big merchants in To Kwa Wan to help me ship the goods."

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even break even on the cost of the gas.

Upon hearing this, Lei Luo understood everything.

No wonder Han Sen was suddenly transferred from Mong Kok to Kowloon City ten days ago!

Now it seems I underestimated this kid in front of me.

He was probably already thinking about it at Fat Kun's birthday banquet that day.

If the business starts to improve, how should you get out of your control?

I never expected that Han Sen would be chosen as the breakthrough point...

Lei Luo grew angrier the more he thought about it. He was the only one who ever used others as a way out. Twelve years ago, there were people who dared to use him, the smiling tiger, as a way out, but in recent years, there have been almost none.

Narrowing his eyes and staring at Lin Yuanshan, Lei Luo said in a low voice, "Yuanshan, you are the young man I have ever met with the longest vision."

However, you miscalculated this time. Han Sen works for me; you would have been better off choosing Yan Tong, or even Wu Tou, but you went and chose that most pathetic and useless Cheung Chau boy.

Lin Yuanshan's smile faded, and he lowered his voice as well: "Brother Luo, I think Brother Sen isn't the kind of person who's willing to be subservient to others. I have high hopes for him."

Lei Luo patted Lin Yuanshan on the shoulder: "Then you should keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully, see if he dares to bare his teeth at me."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of a car engine came from the direction of the dock.

Lin Yuanshan and Lei Luo looked up and saw the car that Han Sen usually drove.

Lin Yuanshan: "Ha, Brother Luo, you're destined to be disappointed today."

Lei Luo, his knuckles white, gripped his cigar and stared intently at the car until Han Sen's obese body got out.

Han Sen, accompanied by two trusted confidants, strode up to the two men.

He didn't look at Lei Luo, but immediately bowed slightly to Lin Yuanshan: "Mr. Lin, the matter has been taken care of."

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Sen." Lin Yuanshan handed him a cigarette.

Han Sen took the food and lit it, then had a chance to 'notic' Lei Luo who was present: "A Luo, just to give me face, you won't be shortchanged from Biandanwei's share in the future."

Don't pry into the exact amount.

Who smuggles goods without keeping accounts? Even legitimate trading companies falsify their books. Expecting smugglers to honestly hand over their full share of profits is a joke.

"Okay." Lei Luo didn't get angry or try to bargain. Instead, he nodded and agreed directly: "We've known each other for almost twenty years. Since Brother Sen asked, I'll definitely give him face."

"Yes, we've known each other for almost twenty years." Han Sen nodded slightly, just as Lei Luo realized that his subtle blackmail could make the other party bow down.

Han Sen resolutely raised his head: "Your men just drew their guns on me at the dock. We've known each other for twenty years, how do you calculate that?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Luo's expression changed, and he drew his gun.

Zhao Deshun would never do that. He's a veteran plainclothes officer, having served since Chen Lishu's time. He's handled countless thorny issues in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, so he wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

Then it must be Lin Guoji. This kid is shrewd, but he's at a disadvantage because he's young and inexperienced.

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Even he almost lost his temper when faced with the combined forces of Lin Yuanshan, Biandanwei, and Han Sen, let alone Ji Shao.

In less than three seconds, Lei Luo suspected Ji Shao.

But the next second, there was another commotion from the direction of the dock. It was Lin Guoji and Yu Touming, each with their men, carrying a wooden plank with a person lying on it, who was none other than Brother Shun, whom he had just excluded.