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

"Sorry, I'm not interested in meeting him." Mei Gu continued to drive people away.

"Go out and don't disturb us." Mei Gu's friend also said this for her.

"Okay, you wait." The big-eyed thief really didn't want to cause trouble. He was still thinking about how to settle the matter peacefully.

He thought that as long as Mei Gu came over for a drink, he would help mediate and everyone could get to know each other, and this little matter would be over.

As a result, I didn't expect to run into a tough guy. Not only did I fail to invite the person, but I also lost face.

Now, the big-eyed thief got a little angry.

"Boss, I don't want to know you." The big-eyed thief said directly and sternly after arriving at Huang Weilang's private room.

"Pujie, you didn't mention my name?" Huang Weilang was immediately displeased and cursed.

"Yes..." the big-eyed thief nodded and said.

"Hang Jiachan, follow me." Huang Weilang led the way, carrying a freshly opened bottle of whiskey, and the younger brothers in the private room hurriedly followed.

"Bang~~~" The door of the Meigu private room was kicked open by Huang Weilang.

"Ah~~~" Seeing the many big men rushing in, most of the people in the private room were girls, and they immediately shrank into a ball in fear.

"What do you want to do!" Mei Gu was also shocked at this time, and a little sober, and shouted loudly.

"What do you want to do~~~" Huang Weilang held the bottle of whiskey, "Bang!" The bottle was pressed directly on the table in the private room.

"Pa~~" Then, Huang Weilang slapped Mei Gu on the face.

"Ah~~" Meigu felt pain and immediately covered his face.

"I am Huang Weilang. Miss Mei is very generous. You don't even give me face when I invite you to drink. Okay, then drink this bottle of wine. I will give you another 100 million and ask you to help me make a movie." Huang Weilang said arrogantly.

"Are you sure?" Mei Gu didn't expect to meet such a young man.

"Are you sure? What? Do you think it's too little?" Huang Weilang continued.

“Humph, my husband is Zhang Wen, and you want me to film.

Sure, go ask him." Meigu said, covering his face.

"Hmm~~~ Master Wen...?" Upon hearing this name, Huang Weilang's legs immediately went limp and he knelt on the ground with one leg, asking tremblingly.

"Yes~~~The boss of Liansheng and Brothers Film and Television!" Mei Gu shouted loudly.

"Get out of the way! Who are you and what do you want to do?" At this moment, Mei Gu's accompanying guards received the news and rushed in.

Seeing Mei Gu covering his face, the guards got goose bumps all over their bodies.

"I'm going to beat you to death~~~" The woman who was in charge of the restaurant was beaten. Although she had only four guards, she rushed forward without hesitation.

Huang Weilang and his little brothers didn't dare to fight back and were beaten so hard that they cried out in pain.

Mr. Wen’s woman, this has stirred up a hornet’s nest.

"Ms. Mei, I will compensate you 100 million, can we let this matter go?" Huang Weilang kept shouting for mercy as he held his head and endured the punches falling like rain.

"Okay, stop fighting and let's go." Mei Gu ignored him, said hello and walked out of the private room.

Mei Gu knew that this matter could not be solved by Huang Weilang with 100 million yuan.

She is Zhang Wen's woman. If she is beaten, it means that Zhang Wen's face is lost.

At Zhang Wen’s level, money is a small matter; face is the most important thing.

The key point is that she brought shame to Zhang Wen, and she didn’t know how to explain it.

Because Zhang Wen had reminded her long ago that the market was too chaotic recently, and too many gangsters and wealthy people wanted to make a living in the entertainment industry.

Try not to go out at night, but unfortunately, you meet a young man like this and you slap him in the face.

And if she took the 100 million, she would just be laughed at.

Mr. Wen's woman was slapped in the face, and he settled the matter with just 100 million yuan.

It sounds as if Mr. Wen is short of this 100 million.

"Kill him!" After Mei Gu was escorted away, Huang Weilang, who was sore all over from being beaten, pointed at the big-eyed thief and cursed.

"Ah~~~"

"Ah, Boss, spare me, I don't know either."

After hearing what the eldest brother said, the other younger brothers, who were filled with rage, took their anger out on the big-eyed thief. If he hadn't been so nosy, everyone would still be touching the little sister and singing in the next room.

"Brother, I'm in trouble." No matter how his younger brothers vented their anger, Huang Weilang took out his cell phone and called his brother.

"You bad boy, tell me clearly, what trouble have you caused?" Huang Weihui, a veteran of the Number Gang, asked immediately after hearing Huang Weilang's serious words.

"I beat up Mr. Wen's woman. I really didn't expect that Mei Gu was also Mr. Wen's woman." Huang Weilang said after sighing.

"Pull yourself~~~ You bad boy, how could you offend Master Wen, you you you..." Huang Weihui felt unwell immediately after hearing this.

Now everyone knows that Zhang Wen is the underground emperor of Hong Kong and an international billionaire with good relations with senior government officials.

He is a tiger, and his brother's behavior is tantamount to stroking the tiger's whiskers. This is courting death.

"Stop talking, brother. I know I was wrong, but I took out 100 million as compensation and the other party just left. What should I do now?" Huang Weilang was confused. He didn't want to die.

"One million, huh, even if you offer 100 million, Mr. Wen may not be interested.

You stay here and don't move. Hurry up and ask someone to protect you first. I'll talk to Master Feng to make peace. Quick!" Huang Weihui was also confused, but he still decided to save his brother.

"Okay, I'll wait for your call." Huang Weilang hung up the phone trembling, and then immediately called all the brothers in his gang.

He really didn't dare to go out, because who knows if he would be hacked to death after he went out.

Chapter 439: It's Over

"Handle the Liansheng Criminal Court and ask Huang Weilang to come out."

It wasn't long, and Zhang Wen didn't need to notify him. After receiving the report from the accompanying guards, Xing Tangxiong had already rushed to the entrance of the KTV with his men.

Huang Weilang's men had blocked the entrance to the KTV. The owner of the KTV had some connections with another gang of the Number Gang, and they also came with a group of people.

A total of three groups of people gathered at the entrance of the KTV in Kowloon Tong.

"Brother Xiong, it was my brother who was wrong first. Just tell me what you want him to do so that Master Wen can calm down. I will definitely do it." Huang Weihui said to Xing Tangxiong with his head lowered and his eyes submissive at the door.

“Grandpa doesn’t know yet, but we, the younger ones, must understand.

According to me, whoever moves the hand should have his hand cut off, you can do it." Xing Tangxiong stared at Huang Weihui and said.

"This...Brother Xiong, is there any other way? I'll host a banquet to apologize and give you another 500 million. Is that okay?" Cutting off the hand would definitely not work, Huang Weihui said while negotiating.

"Haha, how much money do you think Grandpa is short of? To be honest, 500 million is just a blink of an eye for Grandpa." Xing Tangxiong sneered.

"I know, there's really no room for negotiation?" Huang Weihui's attitude began to toughen.

"No, what? You want to start a war? I'm happy to accompany you." Xing Tangxiong shouted loudly.

"You..." Huang Weihui straightened up and stared.

The younger brothers of both sides began to step forward, but compared to the strong and powerful people in the Punishment Hall, the Number Gang was a mixed bag.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell the difference immediately.

"Brother Hui, Brother Xiong, can you please let me say something?" Seeing that the atmosphere between the two sides was a bit awkward, Zhang Li, who wanted to be a peacemaker, stepped forward and said.

"Yeah!" Huang Weihui was hoping that Zhang Li would come forward.

"Yeah!" Xing Tangxiong was familiar with Zhang Li, and nodded to give him face.

"Okay, how about this? I've also learned about this matter. It is indeed Weilang's fault. Brother Xiong, don't cut off his hand. I think it's okay to just give him a discount.

Then let him set up dozens of tables, invite the brothers in the Punishment Hall to have tea, and give them a red envelope of 500 million.

Brother Xiong, Brother Hui, how do you think about this〃〃?" Zhang Li proposed a compromise plan in order not to offend either side.

Huang Weihui thought about it and nodded.

After thinking about it, Xing Tangxiong also felt that it was feasible, but he could not make the decision and had to wait for Zhang Wen to make the final decision.

"Wait, let me ask grandpa." Xing Tangxiong took out his cell phone.

"Hey~~~ I was wondering why you just wouldn't listen." When the three parties were in a stalemate, Zhang Wen received a call.

"Honey~~~I know I was wrong. I will go to Mei Xin Island tomorrow. Please forgive me, okay?" Mei Gu acted coquettishly on the phone.

“Okay, come over tomorrow and see if anyone else wants to come, and come together.

After a month's rest, I went to Haojiang to participate in the Cheng Long Cup.

Don't worry about the other things, I will take care of them." Zhang Wen said and hung up the phone.

Another phone rang next to him.

"Grandpa, this is what happened..." Xing Tangxiong told Zhang Wen about the plan.

"Okay, let's do it this way. You do it yourself and distribute the money you collect to the brothers in the Punishment Hall." Zhang Wen nodded in agreement.

"I understand, boss!" Xing Tangxiong breathed a sigh of relief.

Hong Kong is about to return, and Zhang Wen doesn't want to lose too much of his domineering side. In the future, he and Liansheng will slowly hide in the dark. A slap in the face will be regarded as a lesson for Mei Gu.

"Grandpa agreed. Let them come out. I'll do it myself." After hanging up the phone, Xing Tangxiong took the baseball bat handed to him by his subordinates.

"Okay, okay, go and bring that bad guy down." Huang Weihui also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother!" Huang Weilang was already sweating profusely when he came down.

"Well, go ahead. It will pass if you bear with it. Remember this lesson." Huang Weihui patted Huang Weilang on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Got it." Huang Weilang nodded solemnly. He knew that this result was already the best. Mr. Wen, a powerful figure in Hong Kong, did not take his life. This was already very respectful.

"Brother Xiong, please be quick and efficient so that I can suffer less." Huang Weilang bowed and said as he walked in front of Xing Tang Xiong.

It was agreed that there would be a discount, whether it would be a one-time discount or several discounts, it all depends on Xing Tangxiong's mood.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you are naughty enough, you can't touch the mushrooms. Humph!" Xing Tangxiong's hot temper had improved a lot, but as long as it involved Zhang Wen, his temper would immediately flare up.

"Yes, yes, yes." Huang Weilang raised his right hand, and someone from the Punishment Hall immediately helped him hold his hand.

"Bang~~~" The pure aluminum baseball bat made a crisp sound as the hand raised and the bat fell.

"Uh~~~" Huang Weilang held his twisted right hand, groaned, and his whole face turned the color of liver.

"Go!" Xing Tangxiong threw the baseball bat to his men.

The action was clean and efficient, and Huang Weilang suffered no consequences.

"...I'll be waiting for you at Youguqi Restaurant at 8 o'clock tomorrow night." Huang Weihui bowed to Xing Tangxiong.

Xing Tangxiong bowed in return, nodded, then turned and left.

"He Liansheng is really strong." Zhang Li sighed after watching Xing Tangxiong leave.

"Why, you want to transfer? That depends on whether the other party will accept you." Huang Langhui asked with a smile.

"You must be kidding. If I want to switch jobs, they will definitely accept me." Zhang Li said in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, now the number of people in Xiangjiang and Liansheng is less than 30,000. They value quality over quantity." Huang Langhui said.

"You are wrong. I heard that they have all dispersed overseas. Now He Liansheng has spread all over the world. Mr. Wen plays a lot more chess." Zhang Li said in a low voice.

"Really?" Huang Langhui asked in surprise.

"Why would I lie to you? I have a cousin who is now in Canada. He is just a small incense owner, but he is in charge of a city and makes much more money than me.

Now in North America, He Liansheng is definitely this." Zhang Li gave a thumbs up.

"So, they must be short of people?" Huang Langhui's eyes flashed.

"Well, but Mr. Wen has high requirements. It's hard to say whether I can catch his eye." Zhang Li nodded.

"Tomorrow, have some courage and arrive early." Huang Langhui winked at Zhang Li.

The little idea of ​​these two people is now shared by the entire Hong Kong underworld.

The return will come in more than four years. By then, Hong Kong, as small as it is, will definitely allow so many gangsters to exist.

Zhang Wen has already been expanding its overseas business, and at least 10,000 people have traveled to various parts of the world.

However, He Liansheng is a mixed bag of good and bad players, with a severe shortage of talent.

He also has his eyes on outstanding members from other gangs in Hong Kong, so quite a few people have transferred to his gang recently.

But he doesn't want all people.