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303 "Not only can we not do this order, the factory will have to shut down immediately. We can't do it anymore. The people are chasing us all the way to Hong Kong. We can't do it anymore." Zhang Wen gave up decisively.

"This..." Jia Qianwu hesitated.

"Awu, that's enough, stop it. You've made enough, more than you can spend in this lifetime. If you trust me, you can give the money to me. My several companies combined can make billions a year." Zhang Wen could only tempt him like this, otherwise, if Jia Qianwu failed, he would be implicated.

"Oh~~~Okay, I believe you!" Jia Qianwu surrendered and lowered his head.

"Okay, people can't be too greedy. Be content with what you have." Zhang Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

After getting on the return van with Daboyi again, Zhang Wen still felt uneasy.

"Arrange someone to follow Qian Wu tomorrow, and don't let him go to meet the buyer." Zhang Wen and Da Boyi said.

"Didn't he agree?" asked Dabaoyi.

　(bbff) "Humph, this is a money-grubbing person. He can only resist the temptation when the money is right in front of him." Zhang Wen said with a cold face.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Daboyi nodded.

The next day, at the Clearwater Bay studio, a model dressed in Qing Dynasty costume was hit.

"Cut, pass, it's done!"

After two months of filming, the first supernatural action film Mr. Zombie has finally been completed.

“Pa bang bang~~~”

“Pa bang bang~~~”

Thunderous applause broke out at the scene, and Zhang Wen also came out and said, "Tonight, Wen's Restaurant, thank you all for your hard work."

"Good~~~"

Everyone immediately started cheering.

"Mr. Zhang, how much do you think this movie can earn at the box office?" asked Hong Jinbao, the second boss of Baowen Film and Television.

"How much do you think there can be?" Zhang Wen asked back.

"I just calculated that the total cost of filming is 850 million. I estimate the box office will be around 600 million. We will lose more than 200 million, and we can only make up for it with the overseas box office." Hong Jinbao is not very optimistic about this zombie movie that Zhang Wen insisted on making.

"Hahaha, let's make a bet. I bet the box office will be 2000 million." Zhang Wen laughed.

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"Impossible. Just tell me, what are you betting on? I'll follow." Hong Jinbao was confident in his prediction.

"Just bet on a golden bull." Zhang Wen stated the bet.

"Uh~~~No problem, Mr. Zhang, you're probably afraid of losing, so you bet such a small amount." Hearing that the bet was only 1000 yuan, Hong Jinbao was a little surprised, and then he smiled slyly.

"Hehe, I'm just worried that you'll lose too badly." Zhang Wen smiled slyly.

"Hehe, let's wait and see."

After leaving the set and lying in the car heading towards Central, the phone rang.

"Boss." The voice coming from the phone was Daboyi's.

"What?" Zhang Wen sat up instantly.

"Jia Qianwu has entered the Peninsula Hotel and there are no police officers around. What should we do?" Da Boyi said anxiously.

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon." Zhang Wen hung up the phone immediately.

"Let's go to the Peninsula Hotel." Zhang Wen said to the driver.

"Understood. Lead car, lead car, go to the Peninsula Hotel." Chonglou picked up the walkie-talkie and said to the car in front.

Fortunately, they hadn’t crossed the sea yet, and Zhang Wen soon met Da Boyi.

"How long has it been?" Zhang Wen asked.

"In less than 20 minutes, look, it's this room." Da Boyi handed over the drone controller in his hand, and the screen on it was facing a room.

Jia Qianwu can be seen talking to a few people, and there are some US dollars on the tea machine between the two parties.

"He doesn't look like a policeman, but more like..." Daboyi said to himself.

"He's a gangster. Wait until it's over, follow him and see where he's from." Zhang Wen said it all, and a huge weight of relief fell from his heart.

Suddenly, Jia Qianwu in the picture took out a gun, and the other party also took out a gun, and the two sides started fighting.

"Bang bang bang~~~" Even though he was far away, Zhang Wen could still hear the dull sound of gunfire.

"What a lunatic, what a psycho." Zhang Wen went crazy and started cursing immediately.

"What should I do if I lose it?" Dabaoyi was also confused.

"Save him, what else can we do?" Zhang Wen said angrily.

"Okay, I'll go." Da Boyi said and got out of the car.

"Don't go, let someone else go. You've been with me for a long time, and many people know you." Zhang Wen immediately grabbed him.

"Got it." Da Boyi nodded and quickly got out of the car.

Soon, under Daboyi's arrangement, several younger brothers rushed into the hotel.

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Zhang Wen, sitting in the car, waited anxiously.

Chapter 85: Repossession of the Building

The faster you go in, the faster you come out.

After a while, Zhang Wen and Da Boyi, who were in the car, saw several younger brothers escorting Jia Qianwu and running out quickly, then they rushed into the arranged car and drove away.

It seemed that Jia Qianwu was injured and his right hand was pressing on his abdomen.

The two people in the car breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when the two were about to leave.

"Woooooo~~~"

A police car with sirens blaring rushed over.

Coincidentally, the three cars collided head-on with the police car.

Looking at Zeng Sir getting out of the car, Zhang Wen could only lower the window.

"Mr. Zeng, are you investigating a case?" Zhang Wen greeted with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, what a coincidence that gunshots were heard in the hotel. It can't be related to you." Zeng Sir looked at Mr. Zhang suspiciously, his eyes constantly glancing into the car.

"Sir Zeng, you have to provide evidence when you speak. Do you want me to get out of the car and let you check it?" Zhang Wen said angrily.

"I'm just kidding. I know that you, Mr. Zhang, are a wealthy man now and you only do honest things. Did you hear the gunshot just now?" Zeng Sir said with a smile.

"You left just because you heard me, idiot. You didn't even know who I was. I came here to discuss business. Now, we have to make another appointment." Zhang Wen explained.

"Okay, then we won't delay Mr. Zhang. If you have any news, please inform me." After saying this, Mr. Zeng backed up the police car and let Zhang Wen go first.

"Well, I'll let you know when I have news. Bye!" Zhang Wen waved his hand and the convoy left.

After watching Zhang Wen's convoy leave, Zeng Sir's face instantly turned cold.

"Mr. Zeng, who is this? It's such a big scene." A round-faced plainclothes officer standing next to him asked.

"Brother Wen from Tsuen Wan is going to become the head of He Liansheng soon. Do you think it will be a big deal?" Zeng Sir glared at him and said.

"Wow~~~ a big shot, could it be related to him?" asked the round-faced plainclothes officer.

"Inspector Huang Qifa, we have to rely on evidence when we investigate cases. Let's get to work." Zeng Sir repeated what Zhang Wen had just said to him.

"I know!" Huang Qifa curled his lips and followed.

"Why do you do this? Who is the other party? I need an explanation." In a clinic in Tsuen Wan, Jia Qianwu, who was shot in the abdomen, faced Zhang Wen's questioning as soon as the bullet was removed.

"The other party is from the Huaqing Gang. They want the power board we have, but I have rejected them before.

I didn't expect that my poor brother, cough cough~~~hiss~~~, I only found out last night when you left and I asked to stop the work, that he had already received the money and even showed up. "Jia Qianwu said weakly.

"Oh~~~, okay, I get it. Is it handled cleanly?" Zhang Wen asked after sighing helplessly.

"If that was all of them just now, they should all be dead." Jia Qianwu said affirmatively.

"Okay, just focus on recovering. I've told you many times that you must keep an eye on your people. This is the last time. If it happens again, there will be no cooperation between us." Zhang Wen said in a stern tone.

"Well, I know. You should be careful too. Zhu Rouhong will be released from prison soon. He has threatened to kill you." Jia Qianwu reminded.

"Tsk~, let him come." Zhang Wen said disdainfully.

Zhu Rouhong failed to pass through Hong Kong and was arrested instead. Fortunately, he and his younger brothers were all from Hong Kong, and Hong Kong has not yet been returned to China. With the help of the Number Gang, he was extradited back to Hong Kong.

Fortunately, the extradition was quick, otherwise, with this year's severe crackdown, he would have been a target of criticism.

Smuggling was just a small matter, which was really nothing in Hong Kong. He was detained for half a year and released after paying a bail.

All of this is thanks to the fact that Zhu Rouhong has some capital and his family keeps spending money outside, otherwise the community would not help him.

But he wanted to take revenge as soon as he came out, and he even blamed Zhang Wen for it. This was a bit too much.

Zhang Wen really wanted to yell at him in the face, it’s you who walked into this trap yourself, it’s none of my business.

In the large conference room of the Central Wen Kee Group, Fourth Uncle and several white-collar elites were doing the handover with Huo Jianning's team.

Under their guidance, Zhang Wen signed a large number of documents.

After all the documents were completed, the fourth uncle applauded and congratulated Zhang Wen, and Zhang Wen officially became a shareholder of Hong Kong Gas, holding 10% of the shares.

"You are now also a director of Hong Kong Gas. Do you want to participate in the management?" Fourth Uncle talked to Zhang Wen alone.

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"No, it's enough to have you, the chairman, here. I'll just wait to divide the money, haha." Zhang Wen said with a smile.

"Haha, I found that you are still lazy. So I basically leave all the business to the people below. Aren't you afraid?" Fourth Uncle asked after laughing.

"Afraid? Haha, they are the ones who are afraid of me. Have you forgotten my background?" Zhang Wenzhi replied.

"Uh~~~That's right. Speaking of your background, I have something I want to trouble you with." After a stunned expression, Fourth Uncle suddenly brought up another matter.

"You say." Zhang Wen thought, this is a chance to make a living.

“I have acquired several old buildings in Tsim Sha Tsui and want to demolish and rebuild them, but one of them is very difficult to deal with.

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I have already offered a price of 2 yuan per square meter, but the other party still refused to give in and insisted that it was an ancestral property and refused to sell it.

This will make the entire reconstruction plan impossible to connect. Do you have any solution? "After the fourth uncle finished explaining, he stared at Zhang Wen.

When Zhang Wen heard this, he really didn't want to do it. Using the underworld to take over the building was nothing more than harassment, intimidation, throwing red oil and other despicable tactics. How to say it, it was just immoral.

"Uh~~~, Fourth Uncle, to be honest, I know how to do this, and I can do it well, but it makes me feel uncomfortable.

How about this, I'll try to understand what the other party really means, okay?" Zhang Wen said truthfully.

"Hahaha, Awen, you are so honest. I didn't expect you to use any dirty tricks. It's just that the other party reacted violently when they saw our employees coming to the door, and it was impossible to communicate.

It just so happens that today, I'm telling you, you can do whatever you want, if it works then great, if not, I'll ask the design institute to change the plan." Fourth uncle laughed and explained.

"Okay, no problem, I'll do my best." Zhang Wen nodded and agreed.

When Zhang Wen arrived at the address his uncle had given him, he looked up at the four big words on it and was speechless.

Kowloon Ice Room.

Seeing these four words, Zhang Wen knew that his fourth uncle was not telling the truth. This was not just a little bit difficult to deal with, but extremely difficult to deal with.

Chapter 86: Planting the Flag in Tsim Sha Tsui

"Akang!" After entering Kowloon Ice House, Zhang Wen greeted the fat cashier at the bar.

"Hey, Brother Wen, how come you have time to come here today?" A Kang saw Zhang Wen's expression serious, and immediately nodded and smiled.

"Just passing by, where's your boss?" Zhang Wen asked after finding a seat near the door and sitting down.

"Brother Long, he doesn't come here often." A Kang came over with a small notebook and greeted him personally.

"Oh, give him a call. I have something to discuss with him. Just give me a glass of Yuanyang." Zhang Wen said.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The reason why Kowloon Ice House is called Kowloon is because of a person, whom Akang calls Brother Long.