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

"Boss, Li Zhen is dead."

After 12 hours, as soon as we got off the plane, Siyanqing, who came to pick us up, got in the car and started reporting.

"Huh? Who did it?" Zhang Wen was shocked.

“I don’t know, we haven’t found out who it is yet.

But Li Yongxiao is looking for trouble with the society like a madman.

Later, Uncle Deng came out to explain that you were abroad, and only then did he behave himself.

If he knew you were back, he would definitely make trouble again. He seemed to think you had someone do it." Four Eyes Qing said.

"Give me the phone." Zhang Wen took the phone handed to him by Siyanqing with a cold face.

There was only Li Zhen's number in his phone, not Li Yongxiao's, and he didn't know if he could get through.

"Dudu~~~"

"Hello, who is this?" A tired voice came from the phone.

"Li Yongxiao, right? I'm Zhang Wen. I'm back. Pujiezi, your father is dead, it's none of my business. Check the dog next to you.

If you still want to play, I'll play with you." Zhang Wen started to curse.

"Got it~~Dudu~~." Li Yongxiao said three words and hung up the phone.

Zhang Wen was so angry that he threw his cell phone aside and picked up the satellite phone.

"Ayi, how's it going on your end?"

... ..... ...

Zhang Wen is not used to Dabaoyi's absence recently. There are too few people in the club who can stand on their own and be obedient. Siyanqing also has to take care of the gambling boat business and is too busy to do anything else.

"Boss, it's almost done. It's basically sorted out. You can give it to Axiong." Daboyi replied.

"Then come back." Zhang Wen ordered.

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible." Dabaoyi replied.

"When I asked you to kill Li Zhen before, you didn't let anyone do it, right?" Zhang Wen asked again.

"Didn't you say to go slowly? I didn't let you move, boss." Da Boyi said strangely.

"Well, then it wasn't us who did it." Zhang Wen pinched his eyebrows.

"Huh? Li Zhen is dead?" Daboyi guessed.

"Yes, I just found out when I got off the plane." Zhang Wen replied.

"I'll arrange to go back right away." Da Boyi realized the seriousness of the situation.

"be careful."

Zhang Wen sat in the car, looking at the familiar scenes around him. After thinking for a while, he took out another mobile phone from the back pocket of the driver's seat.

After turning on the phone, I made a call.

"Hello, is that Xiweizi? What are you doing?" Zhang Wen asked with a smile.

"Oh, cousin, you are working."

"Okay, Mr. Li's funeral is going to be held. Do you know who will be attending?" Zhang Wen said in code.

"Well, I heard that the Han family boy's wife said they would participate."

Zhang Wen understood immediately and said, "Okay, I'll go too. Come back when you have time. I'll cook for you."

"Okay, I'm too busy recently, let's wait until I'm free."

Chapter 151 Cause of Death

Temple Street, located in Yau Ma Tei, Kowloon, Hong Kong, is a distinctive street and also the most famous night market.

There are various pink signs on the surrounding buildings, which are all brothels doing business.

Wang Jin used to hang out here often, but now he has moved to Tsuen Wan.

Many ancient traditions are still preserved in these islands, and there are martial arts halls and theaters everywhere.

The theaters mentioned here are real places where operas are performed, especially Cantonese opera theaters.

Xiangjiang Quyi Society, this is where Li Zhen must go every week.

Just one week before Zhang Wen landed in Hong Kong.

A young man, chewing gum and holding a paper bag in his hand, walked slowly into the low building where the Xiangjiang Quyi Society was located.

"Zizi~~~" the doorbell rang.

"What?" An old lady opened the door but did not open the "353" security door.

"Who are you looking for?" asked the aunt.

"Is Uncle Zhen here?" the young man asked.

The aunt turned around and shouted, "Uncle Zhen, someone is looking for you."

Li Zhen, who was looking at the lyrics, turned around and looked at the young man with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't recognize him.

"Crack~~~"

"Crack~~~"

One shot hit the heart and the other shot hit the head. The shooting was very accurate.

"Ah~~~"

"Ah~~~"

"Murder, murder~~~"

The middle-aged women and men who were originally tuning their instruments began to scream wildly. When they looked at the door again, the young man had already disappeared.

What is very puzzling is that until Li Zhen’s death, the four personal bodyguards around him did not appear and disappeared inexplicably.

"Crack~~"

"Why didn't you discuss it with me?" Han Sheng slapped Marry in the face.

The corners of Marry's mouth suddenly cracked, but she still raised her head and said, "Is it useful to tell you? I know how you feel about the Li family. This opportunity is rare. Only in this way can you get promoted."

"My life was given to me by Uncle Zhen. I want whatever he gives me. I won't take anything he doesn't give me." Han Sheng said angrily.

“Yes, he saved your life, but you are almost done for now. Now he is being unfair. Why do those four families get the most money?

You followed him through thick and thin for so long before you were assigned to this area of ​​Tsim Sha Tsui. Doesn't he know that this is the territory of He Liansheng and that loose powder is not allowed?" Marry continued to argue.

When Han Sheng heard this, he frowned instantly. What Marry said was true, and he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"He just wants us to have a bloody fight with Wan Chai, and then he will clean up the mess." Marry said while hugging Han Sheng's waist.

"I know, I know all this, but you don't have to kill him.

Alas~~~Who is the killer? Has he been dealt with?

What are the conditions for the new job?" Han Sheng sighed and asked while touching Marry's back.

"The people from Wandao have left. Xinji wants the Li family's large warehouse. If it succeeds, after we take over, Xinji's territory in the city will belong to us." Seeing that Han Sheng finally compromised, Marry smiled happily.

"Ocang, it's easy for you to say that. I don't even know where you are?" Han Sheng said with a wry smile.

"Xinji knows, but he wants us to do this..."

"Boom~~~"

A champagne bottle was opened, and then the champagne slowly flowed down from a spire made up of glasses.

The internal celebration banquet of Plan A was held in Wen Ji Restaurant, with 20 tables set up, and all the main creators of Plan A were present.

Zhang Wen and Wang Jin also sat at the main table to attend.

The local box office of Project A in Hong Kong reached 2800 million. Although it did not break the 3000 million box office created by the first A Better Tomorrow, it was also a huge hit at the beginning of the year.

But the overseas box office was horrible, earning a total of 29.8 billion yen in Japan, equivalent to 6500 million Hong Kong dollars.

Including Southeast Asia, Taiwan and South Korea, the total box office reached 1.2 million Hong Kong dollars.

If all of them were released, they would have broken the record in film history.

But Zhang Wen didn't plan to tell anyone.

All the main creators just thought it was a celebration party for the 2800 million yuan.

"Brother Wen, you are being unfair." Wang Jin said a little drunk after drinking a little wine.

"Oh? How am I unfair?" Zhang Wen asked with a smile.

"You didn't even tell me there were any good things to do when we went to the island." Wang Jin said with a blushing face.

"Shut up~~" Zhang Wen stopped him from speaking immediately after hearing that.

Wang Jin was frightened and shrank his neck, not daring to say anything more.

But what Wang Jin said was still heard by his deskmate Hong Jinbao, Cheng Long and Yuan Biao. The three of them understood it immediately because they had experienced it in Japan.

Immediately, the three of them began to ask Wang Jin quietly what was going on.

"Okay, okay, the airport on the island is under construction. When you are all free, just take a plane and go there for fun, okay?" Seeing the curious looks of the three people, Zhang Wen said helplessly.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, I toast to you." Cheng Long raised the wine glass excitedly.

"Well, the second plane will be delivered in three months. Then you won't have to charter a plane when you go abroad to film." Zhang Wen raised his glass and said another good news.

"That's great, Mr. Zhang, what's the situation with the theaters in the United States?" This was the first time Hong Jinbao had seen Zhang Wen since he came back, so he asked immediately.

"I own 51% of AMC Cinemas. All its theaters are being remodeled according to the Hong Kong model. It is expected to become the second cinema chain in North America in two years, with more than 5000 screens," Zhang Wen said proudly.

"Wow~ That's great." Everyone at the main table was excited. This meant that in two years, everyone sitting here might be able to enter Helihuo's international market.

"There's more good news. I've also acquired an animation production company, and the special effects can be left to them," Zhang Wen continued.

"Boss, bah~~~" Everyone started cheering.

"Haha, we will get better and better in the future, Jinbao, A'long. In the second half of next year, we will make a big production and impact the North American market. How about that?" Zhang Wen asked with a smile.

"No problem!" Hong Jinjin and Cheng Long stood up excitedly.

"Boss, I confess. It was Han Sheng's wife who hired him. 5.5" In the execution hall of Tai Mo Shan, when Zhang Wen arrived, a bloody person was already lying on the ground. Da Boyi said with sweat all over his forehead.

"Well, what's this guy's background?" Zhang Wen frowned at the smell of blood.

"No, I'm just a killer who takes on jobs." Da Boyi shook his head and replied.

"Then just keep it. It might be useful to you. Don't kill it." Zhang Wen instructed.

"Yeah." Daboyi nodded.

Walking out of the door and coming to the open space, Zhang Wen took out his mobile phone.

"Hello, Xiang Longtou, good evening."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. What's up?"

"The Li family's affairs have something to do with you, right?"

"Uh~~~ What, you're interested too?"

"I don't mean anything, I just want to remind you that I don't want anything to happen on my and Liansheng's territory."

"knew.".

Chapter 152 Kowloon Walled City

"Can't you eat less? Look at all this fat on you. From now on, don't call me Pretty Mom. Call me Fat Mom instead." Zhang Wen said with disdain, pointing at the fat on Pretty Mom's belly.

"Oh, Brother Wen, I don't want to do that either. I went to the hospital for a check-up and they said it was an endocrine disorder caused by staying up late for a long time." The pretty mother said innocently.

"Then don't bother working like that. Let someone else take care of the nightclub business." Zhang Wen said as he started to get dressed.

"Well, I have this plan too, so I can't just do nothing." The pretty mother stood up and helped Zhang Wen tidy up his clothes.

"Let's open a bar. That's easy. No need for entertaining people. The drinks are ready." Zhang Wen looked up and down at his pretty mother who stood up and nodded secretly.

This makes her look relatively plump, but if she were any fatter, I wouldn’t accept it.

"Okay, where are we going? Still in Sham Shui Po?" The pretty mother asked, hugging Zhang Wen's waist.