I'm a manager at Heliansheng, I only look for legitimate businesses

Our Ghost Purifier Gang's influence seems to be spread all over the world. We collect intelligence through various channels, but 70% of the profits we earn have to be handed over to the High Table.

They are just a bunch of vampires." Qin Yueru continued to complain.

"This... has its pros and cons." Zhang Wen did not agree with Qin Yueru's complaints.

After all, the High Table would certainly provide a certain level of protection, just like their own gangs under the He Liansheng umbrella. They make money by relying on the He Liansheng name, so they would definitely have to hand over the profits.

“Yes, the reputation of the High Table does indeed make some people who covet our power dare not act rashly.

But the High Table Society is not like you. The property is yours, the funds are yours, and as long as the members of the society contribute to management, they can get 50% of the profits.

We have to contribute money and effort, and 70% of the money we earn has to be handed over, it’s just borrowing the three words of the High Table Society.” Qin Yueru continued.

After hearing Qin Yueru's explanation, Zhang Wen also felt that Gao Zhuo was going too far. "Didn't you resist?"

"Yes, it was 90% before, and we paid the lives of three gang leaders for this." Qin Yueru's eyes turned slightly red after she finished speaking.

"Then what can I do?" Zhang Wen felt sorry for them. The High Table Club was indeed a little bit unfair. If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it well.

Chapter 260 Racial Discrimination

"With your financial resources and strength, coupled with our intelligence system, you can definitely shake the status of the old families in the High Table in the future.

At that time, we can help those of us living in the lower-level peripheral organizations to improve our treatment. We don’t want much, just 50% will be enough. "Qin Yueru said after calming down.

"There's no need to say this. Since you have submitted to me, I will not treat you unfairly." Zhang Wen nodded and said.

"No, we don't want the free stuff, we just want to get back what we deserve, people should live with dignity.

Those peripheral organizations in Europe and America can get 60% of the money, why do we only get 30%, just because we are Chinese?" Qin Yueru said after shaking her head.

"Oh my god! Then why don't you leave?" After hearing the profit sharing ratio, Zhang Wen suddenly felt that the High Table Society was indeed a bit too bullying.

As a Chinese, this was the first time he felt such strong racial discrimination.

“No, it’s been hundreds of years, it’s too complicated, and there are people from the High Table in our gang.

Let me put it this way, we can't live without the High Table, but without me, the High Table can still train another obedient dog.

The three gang leaders were bloody lessons.

I can only sit in this position because I am the successor designated by my mother." Qin Yueru said with a wry smile.

"I understand. You can't leave the High Table, but you also want to fight for your rights, so just like Winston, you want to support someone who can sit on the High Table, right?" Zhang Wen concluded.

"Yes, Master, you are the head of He Liansheng, which is equivalent to a branch of Hongmen.

But with your current strength, you can definitely fight for a high table seat like Hongmen Lin Kun. In that case, the status of the Chinese with two high table seats will be different immediately. "Qin Yueru said with longing, nodding her head.

"I heard that the Huaqing Gang is quite powerful, why don't they have it?" Zhang Wen continued to ask.

"Haha, the Huaqing Gang is developing well now, but no matter in terms of background, financial resources, or strength, it is far behind you.

Besides, your legitimate business spreads all over the world, which will be highly valued by the High Table.

According to our estimation, someone will contact you soon and they want to invest in some business. It depends on how you negotiate then." Qin Yueru said with a smile.

“Haha, okay.

Okay, don't call me master anymore, it sounds weird." After some explanation, Zhang Wen finally accepted Qin Yueru.

"Then I'll call you...Master?" Qin Yueru gave Zhang Wen a charming smile, slowly stood up, and sat directly in Zhang Wen's arms.

"Okay." Zhang Wen hugged Qin Yueru, his heart moved, and he nodded with a smile.

"Damn it, why hasn't Zhang Wen come out yet?" Li Lanlan asked impatiently while leaning against the window of a convoy parked on the side of the road outside the Mainland Hotel.

"Haha, forget it, don't wait any longer. Maybe he is tired, so just stay inside." Lin Nan advised with a smile.

"Hmph, you came to New York without even telling me. Let's go." From what Lin Nan said, it was indeed possible. The satellite phones were all turned off, so Li Lanlan gave up.

"From now on, don't call me Zhang Wen directly. It's impolite. He has quite a lot of power now. I guess I have to call him Master Wen from now on." Lin Nan said to Li Lanlan as the car started slowly.

"Tsk~~~ I won't scream." Li Lanlan was throwing a tantrum.

“Okay, okay, whatever.

Lanlan, you are not a child anymore, don't be willful. Zhang Wen is not suitable for you. There are many women around him. From what I see from him, he has basically no plan to get married.

Your grandfather will not agree to you being a servant." Lin Nan advised.

"I know, I didn't say I wanted to marry him." Li Lanlan replied with a gloomy face.

"How could I not know what you mean? You used to be the most disgusted with having anything to do with Hongmen's business. Even a fool can see what's going on now." Lin Nanxun said.

Li Lanlan looked out the window and did not refute.

"Alas~~~ As long as you can convince your grandfather, you can do whatever you want." Lin Nan looked at Li Lanlan's appearance and said with heartache.

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Li Lanlan immediately turned around and gave Lin Nan a bright smile, but then she thought of that old antique and her face immediately fell again.

"Damn it, how about you make an appointment with Zhang Wen tomorrow and let him meet grandpa. Maybe grandpa will change his mind." Li Lanlan thought of another idea.

"We have to meet him. Since Zhang Wen has already come into contact with the High Table Society, whether intentionally or unintentionally, we must tell him about the twists and turns involved." Lin Nan nodded.

"Great!" Li Lanlan shouted excitedly.

"You, when will you grow up?" Lin Nan touched her hair lovingly.

.... ........ ...

It took four hours, and Qin Yueru, who had all kinds of magic and techniques, was still defeated and begged for mercy with the two powerful generals Dashuang and Xiaoshuang.

Only then did she understand why Zhang Wen had so many girlfriends but still maintained a harmonious family.

On the one hand, it is because of his wealth, and on the other hand, he is just so strong that he can satisfy all his girlfriends.

If even she was conquered, then there is no other woman that cannot be conquered.

However, in order to help Zhang Wen maintain his vitality for a long time, Qin Yueru offered him the health-preserving techniques passed down in their gang.

Zhang Wen got a general understanding of it and found it to be a bit like Taoist health-preserving exercises.

Originally, he didn't care about this kind of thing that could be bought on the street for a few dollars.

However, considering that Qin Mingyue was very sincere and that the book was based on a handwritten copy, he still practiced it reluctantly.

I don’t know if it’s because of my special talent.

Once he got the hang of it, in less than half an hour, he could feel the existence of internal energy in his body.

Now he understood why his physique was getting stronger and stronger.

It turned out that he had internal energy in his body for a long time, and it became stronger and stronger with the accumulation of time. He just didn't know how to use it before.

Now, we can collect some ancient martial arts books from the past. Can we realize all the internal skills that have been passed down?

Chapter 261: Rumble Zone

“Dong dong~~~”

"what?"

"empty?"

After Qin Yueru and the other two were taken away, Zhang Wen had no plans to move back to the villa.

It was mainly because he was too lazy to clean up.

After the high-intensity training, he was completely sleepless and began to study several treasures.

Needless to say, the Nine Dragon Sword is a masterpiece made by the emperor.

It was well preserved by the previous collector, and it still shines brightly after hundreds of years.

But if you want to say it is a sword, no, it is not a sword. It is not to the extent that it can break hair.

Mainly as something held by the emperor, it has greater symbolic significance.

As for its authenticity, there is no need to say. Along with the sword, there are also various certificates of identification and statements of origin.

After seeing it, Zhang Wen believed that the item in Director Dai’s tomb was just a replica.

After admiring it for a while, he threw the Nine Dragon Sword into the space. He planned to return to Hong Kong and then present it to the country. As for the subsequent matters, he would let the experts verify them.

Not to mention the equity certificate, as long as Zhang Wen signs it, it will be in his name when handed over to the relevant departments in the United States.

Finally, he studied the Buddha statue that gave him a strange feeling.

He looked up and down, left and right, but couldn't find anything special about the Buddha statue.

He even opened the hiding place and took a look, but it was empty and the good stuff was gone.

But the feeling is still there, and the closer I get, the stronger it becomes.

In desperation, he knocked all over the Buddha statue.

Finally, something strange was discovered in the arms of the Buddha statue; it was actually hollow.

After a little hesitation, I looked at the Buddha statue whose workmanship seemed a bit rough.

He simply used a knife to pry open the mechanism on his arm.

"Crunch~~~" followed by a teeth-grinding sound.

A bright yellow silk bag came into view.

Carefully peel off the silk cloth layer by layer.

What finally appeared before Zhang Wen's eyes was a palm-sized, ink-black stone.

The stone is so light that you can't feel its weight at all.

As soon as I started, the feeling of intense desire finally disappeared.

Zhang Wen picked up the stone and studied it for a long time, but could not find anything unusual. Apart from the odd weight, it was just a piece of stone that couldn't be any blacker.

He was very confused and didn't know why he wanted this stone so much.

Is it related to space?

The moment he thought of this, Zhang Wen disappeared from the spot.

"Hey~~~"

As soon as he entered the space, the stone in his hand was sucked away by a force that Zhang Wen could not resist, and floated directly into the sky.

The speed was so fast that it made a sound of breaking through the air.

In the blink of an eye, the stone disappeared.

Then, the entire space began to vibrate.

"Bang~~~"

"Bang~~Bang~~~"

"Ah~~"

As the containers in the space shook around, some of them even collapsed. Zhang Wen felt dizzy and was kicked out of the space.

"Dong~~"

After leaving the space, Zhang Wen fainted in the room and lost consciousness.

At the same time, on a street corner in Austin, Texas, there is a temporary three-story building surrounded by multiple cameras. This is the filming site of Rumble in the Bronx.

At this moment, the scene was undergoing intensive work in setting up the scene and clearing the scene.

In a supermarket on the first floor, Cheng Long was communicating with Tang Kee-lai, the director of the film, about the shooting.

Tang Kee-lai has been an employee of Brothers Films for a long time. He has worked as a martial arts actor, stunt double, script supervisor, assistant director, producer and screenwriter.

Tong Kee-lai has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has trained Mantis Boxing, Xingyi Boxing, Wing Chun, Da Cheng Boxing, etc., and has studied under several famous teachers.

The fact that he was able to be the director of this film this time is inseparable from his outstanding skills.

He had previously worked as an action director in the Happy Ghost crew. After watching the show, Cheng Long felt that many of his ideas were in line with his own.

This time, they took the initiative to ask Tang Kee Lai to be the director and martial arts instructor.

"Director, we're ready." The script supervisor outside ran in and interrupted the communication between the two.

"Well, let's shoot as you said just now." Seeing this, Tang Jili walked out.

"Boom boom boom~~~"