"After a few days ago, after the funeral of 100 luxury cars in Yau Tsim Mong District, another 100 luxury cars appeared in front of Kwun Eun Temple today."

"It is reported that this is a prayer ceremony jointly organized by a good man named Ni and Guangen Temple."

"The entire Dharma Assembly will last for three days. During this period, all donations received by people from all walks of life will be used to improve the living environment of nursing homes. Master Haijing, the chairman of Guangen Temple, predicts that the charity funds collected may exceed 30 million Hong Kong dollars, which is enough to repair hundreds of nursing homes."

On the rooftop, there is a small radio.

Huang Zhicheng was wearing sunglasses and drinking Coke, listening with relish.

"The Ni family is a non-brainer business. They donated tens of millions of dollars in a year. Listen to it, if the head of the family dies, they donated 30 million yuan. How can it be enough for the old guy and the King of Hell to pay back the debt?"

Although 30 million is a lot, it depends on who takes it out.

Other wealthy people used 30 million Hong Kong dollars to do charity, and newspapers had already reported it overwhelmingly, and the people would applaud.

The Ni family is different, they have no need to wash them.

Even the broadcaster that received black money did not dare to give a name to commend Ni Yongxiao by name, and could only be called a good man named Ni. It can be seen that even if he donated 30 million yuan, Hong Kong celebrities would not recognize him.

"I just want to buy a good reputation for 30 million yuan. I have a very good plan. I don't see how dark I am and whether I can whitewash it."

Huang Zhicheng took a sip of Coke with a sarcastic smile on his face: "I think it's useless. If you have this money, it's better to buy yourself a good cemetery!"

Huang Zhicheng hated the Ni family to the core.

He vowed that as long as he was alive, he would sooner or later kill the Ni family.

The old guy's death is just the beginning, and he will never end if he doesn't shout.

"Huang Sir, what business does the Ni family mainly do?"

There is also an audience on the rooftop, Lin Yao who was called by Huang Zhicheng.

Lin Yao is wearing a white shirt today, with sneakers, sweatpants, and a baseball cap on his head, dressed very young.

"Whatever business is making money, ecstasy, blue ice, nightclubs, mahjong halls, hotels, entertainment cities, and Ni's family all do it."

"By the way, there is also sanitation fee. In the entire Tsim Sha Tsui area, from large companies to street stalls, you have to pay the Ni family."

"It is said that the Ni family can charge more than 8 million yuan every month for health expenses. In addition to their own business, even if the dividends given to their younger brothers are removed, they will have a net profit of 70 to 80 million yuan a year."

Tsim Sha Tsui is the Ni family, and other clubs cannot enter. The profitable industry and health expenses have always been held tightly by the Ni family.

Huang Zhicheng knew everything about the Ni family and knew more than the archives.

This is due to his good helper in the Ni family. Among the five main hall masters under Ni Yongxiao, the wife of the fifth hall master Han Chen is Huang Zhicheng's partner.

Han Chen basically knew everything about the Ni family. Han Chen knew his wife, which also meant that Huang Zhicheng knew.

Otherwise, Ni Kun, the former head of the Ni family, would not have died in vain. Until now, Ni Yongxiao didn't know who did it.

"How do you arrange my identity?"

Lin Yao asked about the topic he was most concerned about.

"This is easy to deal with. Mr. Fan has kindness to the Ni family. He will tell the public that you are his nephew and come to Hong Kong Island to join him."

"He will recommend you to Ni Yongxiao again, and the Ni family will not think too much."

"It's okay to think too much. Do you believe it or not. If Ni Yongxiao wants to investigate you, no matter who he sends, I can guarantee that you will be safe and sound."

Facing Huang Zhicheng's replies, Lin Yao nodded: "I believe, you are so majestic!"

The Ni family had just experienced a great chaos. The former head of the family died. The one who took over Ni Yongxiao, who had just returned from the United States.

At this time, Ni Yongxiao did not have many people under his command, otherwise he would not have recruited soldiers.

The ex-headed family leader died inexplicably. If it weren't for the insider, who would have known that Ni Kun would have gone to the street office's senior activity center every afternoon to sing Huangmei opera with a group of old men and women.

Ni Kun was killed at the Elderly Activity Center. It is very likely that the murderer is an internal member, and it is even more difficult for the five hall owners to get rid of the relationship.

Among the five main hall masters, they are divided by relatives far and near.

The four of them were eager to break up when they heard that the old man had died, and they were eager to break up and wanted to split up, but Ni Yongxiao was guarded by the most.

Han Chen, the leader of the Zhongtang, clearly supported Ni Yongxiao to take over, and even gave Ni Yongxiao his younger brother to take charge, which seemed to be the least suspected.

Needless to ask, I know that if Ni Yongxiao investigated his origin, he would probably use Han Chen's people.

Han Chen's people also listened to Han Chen's wife, and they were all around and they were all their own people, and Huang Zhicheng was not bragging either.

"Huang Sir, I'm not late, right?"

As he was talking, an old man in his fifties and sixties came up.

The old man looked quite old and energetic. He was wearing a blue Tang suit. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was not an ordinary person at a glance.

"I'm not late, I'll introduce you to you. This is A Yao, please help me arrange it."

Huang Zhicheng first greeted the old man, and then said to Lin Yao: "This is Mr. Fan. He has followed Yan Laohu back then. Don't look at Mr. Fan now, but in the Jiulong City Wall, no one dares not to give Mr. Fan's face."

Yan Laohu was Yan Xiong and one of the four major inquisitions. He was born in the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce. In the early years, Jiulong City was indirectly controlled by the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce.

Mr. Fan has followed Yan Laohu, and I think he is also a famous figure in the city. Although the possibility of taking the full position is not high, his seniority is here, and no matter who sees him, he will have to call him.

You know, the rice bowl is not delicious.

When I was young, I was very brave and fierce, and my enemies were everywhere, and few people could enjoy their old age.

From the age of the Four Inspectors to today, Fan Ye still lives a joyful life. It is impossible to have no means. No wonder the Ni family owe others favors.

It’s a pity that geese are always pecked by sparrows all day long.

Mr. Fan was smart all his life, but his younger generations were not very successful.

When he was old, his son was caught by Huang Zhicheng. In order to save his son, he had no choice but to cooperate with Huang Zhicheng.

"Hello, Mr. Fan."

Lin Yao nodded to the old man, his face neither sad nor happy.

The old man nodded indifferently. He would surrender because his cub had a handle on Huang Zhicheng and had to agree to help.

It does not mean that he and Huang Zhicheng have a good relationship, and he will not give the two good faces.

Faced with Fan Ye's unmoved, Huang Zhicheng didn't care and said bluntly: "Mr. Fan Ye, I'll leave the person to you. You can take him around for a few days first, and then recommend him to the Ni family after getting familiar with him."

"Don't worry, I will never regret what I promised. If you are afraid, you will be afraid. The person you recommend can't help but be able to get the Ni family if you don't have the real ability."

Fan Ye is an old-fashioned style and pays attention to efficiency.

After agreeing here, he asked Lin Yao: "Tell me what advantages do you have. Fortunately, I have an explanation when I recommend it."

"I am a man who is born with a bold and good marksmanship. I know some things about the Tao and have some experience in community management."

Lin Yao said the truth, and he would not care whether others believed it or not.

Fan Ye obviously doesn’t believe it very much. It’s okay to say anything else. Can you define your young people simply by managing experience?

The hardest thing in the world is people.

I'll give you dozens of little brothers, and you can make them obedient. Just this is enough to be a small leader in a second- and third-rate club.

Judging from Lin Yao's appearance, he is only about twenty years old, and he is also polishing leather shoes for people in this grade.

If you don’t have experience, you don’t have experience. Young people are frivolous and don’t do things well. When Fan Ye heard this, he didn’t like Lin Yao very much.
Chapter completed!