Chapter 570

"Well, don't worry about me. I just want to listen." Zhuang Shikai chuckled with a leisurely expression and "passing by" written on his face.

"I just came to see my brother."

Just cover your brother!

Zhuang Shikai put his hand into the inner bag of his suit. Chen Yaowen quickly took out a bag of Fujian cigarettes and handed it to Mr. Zhuang and said, "Mr. Zhuang, you smoke."

"Don't smoke, take a cigar out of my mouth."

"Smoking makes me cough."

He lowered his head. Huo Qingsong hurriedly took out a lighter, "Ding", opened the lid and sent it to Lord Zhuang.

"Thank you very much." Zhuang Shikai waved his hand to Huo Qingsong. Huo Qingsong retreated to the side. He exhaled the white fog, held the cigar, waved the smoke with his hand, wrote freehand on his face, and said quietly: "you continue to talk!"

Chen Yaowen sat in his chair, sweating and trembling.

"Don't talk, don't talk."

"Since Inspector Chen is your brother, we must give Inspector Chen enough face... The red oil business must belong to Mr. Huo in the future..."

Chen Yaowen raised his head and looked at Huo Qingsong. The "street boy" in his mouth had become "Mr. Huo".

Hehe, his attitude towards counseling is so fast.

Huo Qingsong's identity has changed very fast

Huo Qingsong sneered and Chen Xijiu curled his mouth.

They looked at Chen Yaowen like a dead man.

At this time, more than a dozen suit gunmen guarded the door, blocked the shop and drove away the onlookers.

A group of uniformed police are on their way to the scene.

Zhuang Shikai smiled at Chen Yaowen and said, "brother Yaowen, you didn't seem to say that just now?"

"Anyway, if you want me to talk to you, I'll come and talk to you myself."

"Always talk..."

"Hoo!" Master Zhuang narrowed his eyes and sprayed a white mist on Chen Yaowen's face.

Chen Yaowen hesitated for a moment, bent his head, knelt on the ground and said to Master Zhuang, "I'm sorry, Master Zhuang! I don't dare any more! Give me a chance! "

He didn't care about the dozens of horses around him. He threw away his chair and knelt down. If he could ask for a chance of life, it would be a chance of life.

Zhuang Shikai showed an interested look on his face, crossed his legs, lit his cigar twice, lit the cigar ash on the ground and said, "talk about other things after talking."

"Yes, Master Zhuang." Chen Yaowen replied sweating.

Zhuang Shikai smoked his cigar and said, "how dare you blow up Huo Qingsong's tanker! Then you have to give Huo Qingsong all the fuel trucks of Fuqing Gang! "

"In addition, you Fuqing gang..."

Zhuang Shikai thought for a moment and said, "don't do business on Hong Kong Island."

"Help Huo Qingsong drive!"

After Huo Qingsong obtained the exclusive license for red oil smuggling, his hundreds of brothers must not be enough.

Not to mention guarding the warehouse, protecting the oil truck and driving the driver are not enough.

In this way, it will be much better to incorporate the "Fuqing Gang" into Huo Qingsong's hands.

Zhuang Shikai personally came to "talk" with Chen Yaowen, not specifically to fight face, but to integrate the "red oil market" in a peaceful way.

After all, commercial market integration is often accompanied by conflict competition, and all kinds of bloody conflicts will occur in the whole side door market.

Can give harmony, in a word, integrate a side door Market

Lord Zhuang's prestige is no longer a shallow level of prestige, but a deep level of control over the market.

Chen Yaowen is a more arrogant role in the red oil market

The other two have promised, but he won't do it alone.

In order to avoid large-scale violence in the streets.

Lord Zhuang will come and talk to him in person.

Of course, the premise is that Lord Zhuang is free, otherwise sending a group of police officers will kill Chen Yaowen.

There is still a gap between killing Chen Yaowen and integrating Fuqing gang... There is also a gap between lord Zhuang coming out in person and going out under the banner of Lord Zhuang.

After all, the deterrence of appearing in person is always the first, and people will always be almost anything.

Otherwise, Chen Yaowen did not dare to provoke Chen Xijiu. It's easy to send police officers to kill Chen Yaowen. It's not easy to integrate Fuqing gang.

Zhuang Shikai's meaning of "helping Huo Qingsong" drive is definitely not just driving, but letting Fuqing help listen to Huo Qingsong's instructions and join Huo Qingsong's forces.

This is an insult to the flag of the "Fuqing Gang". However, under the eaves, the Fuqing Gang on Hong Kong Island is not qualified to refuse.

If you refuse, you will die! One die, another die!

Knowing that he had provoked the big man, Chen Yaowen quickly nodded and said, "no problem, no problem."

At least working for others can make some money, and Huo Qingsong's strength is not strong, it is impossible to divide Fuqing Gang, so Fuqing can still maintain its independent existence.

Huo Qingsong is tantamount to becoming their boss... To put it bluntly, Zhuang Shikai is their boss.

Zhuang Shikai only wants Huo Qingsong to make money and transport oil. He doesn't want Huo Qingsong to quickly develop himself and become a new "four families" following the east wind of the "red oil market". Therefore, he will divide the people into two, let the Huo family be a "director" and let Fuqing help be a "wage earner".

In this way, Huo Qingsong can't develop wage earners by himself, and the wage earners are seemingly divorced from the boss.

How Zhuang Sir wants to dismantle the "red oil market" is always a matter of one sentence.

"Well." Zhuang Shi was very satisfied with Chen Yaowen's attitude, nodded, suddenly looked at an empty bowl on the table and said, "you should be responsible for speaking."

"You have to palm your mouth to talk nonsense."

Chen Yaowen quickly slapped himself: "yes, yes, yes, Master Zhuang is right."

Zhuang Shikai continued, "you can't waste your food, can you?"

Chen Yaowen was stunned.

His bowl of Yangzhi manna has already finished, and there is only one spoon left in the empty bowl. Where is the waste?

Chen Xijiu smiled and said, "don't you see that spoon! Lord Zhuang told you to eat the food in the bowl!!! "

Chen Yaowen swallowed his saliva, stood up, looked at the spoon and said, "Master Zhuang is right! You must not waste your food! "

"Bang!" He picked up the porcelain spoon in the bowl, smashed it directly on the table, then pressed the spoon on the table, ground it into dross, and finally crushed the whole spoon.

"Wow." He swept the broken dregs of the spoon into the glass bowl, held the glass bowl high, swallowed the spoon directly into his mouth and chewed it.

He then agitated the Adam's apple and swallowed the dregs into his throat. The veins on his forehead burst and a cold sweat flowed.

Zhuang Shikai stared at him silently without saying a word, let alone beating people.

Master Zhuang quietly watched Chen Yaowen swallow every residue into his throat until he stopped chewing. He stood up and said, "remember! You can't talk nonsense in the future! "

"Fine nine."

"Get out of here!"

Zhuang Shikai glanced at Chen Xijiu.

Chen Xijiu immediately got up and left with Master Zhuang.

Zhuang Shikai and Chen Xijiu got into the Pingzhi car and slammed the door. Huo Qingsong bowed and went out to take another car.

Chen Yaowen covered his throat with his hands and fell to the ground with an iron face.

Chen Jiaju turned his ironic eyes on him.

At this time, two uniformed policemen who received the notice entered the room. Both uniformed policemen were wearing uniforms and holding walkie talkies with serious expressions: "what's going on at the scene???"

Asked an older uniformed sheriff.

Another young newcomer stood nearby.

Chen Jiaju was about to get into the driver's seat when he suddenly saw a "buddy" present. He immediately smiled, took out his ID, opened it and said, "the regional criminal department will deal with something..."

When the uniformed Sheriff saw the chief inspector's rank on the certificate and the "criminal headquarters" number, the whole man looked cold, immediately stood at attention and saluted, and shouted, "Hello, sir!"

"Hello, sir!" The young police officer also added.

Chen Jiaju nodded, put away his papers and said, "it's hard. I'll go first if it's all right."

Chen Jiaju is in a hurry to tie up the big man's car.

The uniformed Sheriff looked around and found that there were no troops. Although the battle was very neat, there were no human lives. It was not a big thing.

He said immediately, "it's all right, it's all right, sir. Please help yourself."

"Oh... That's good!"

Without saying a word, the young policeman picked up the record book, went to a group of Fuqing Gang younger brothers, took the signature pen, and asked seriously, "do you want to call the police?"

"No, No." Fuqing helped his younger brother shake his head.

The young policeman went up to Chen Yaowen and asked, "have you been hurt? Do you want to call the police? "

Chen Yaowen covered his throat and shook his head quickly.

The young policeman nodded and said, "no problem."

He turned back to Chen Jiaju.

Chen Jiaju looked at him strangely.

This process is full of "provocation".

The uniformed Sheriff grabbed the young policeman with a look of chagrin and quickly apologized: "Chen sir, sorry, the newcomer is here and doesn't understand the rules."

The young police officer is plain, fair skinned, and his eyebrows reveal a sense of bookish anger. At first glance, his family made mistakes and was admitted to the police school. He is a young boy who has just graduated.

Chen Jiaju glanced at him, snorted coldly, opened the door, sat in the driver's seat, slowly started the car and was ready to reverse away.

At this time, the rear window slowly lowered... A handsome and dignified face appeared in the window: "what do you call it?"

"Zhuang... Zhuang sir!!!" The uniformed sheriff was so frightened that he immediately stood at attention and saluted.

The young policeman was also stunned, raised his hand and saluted, "Wei Jinghao!"

Zhuang Shikai frowned: "I know your brother!"

The young policeman tightened his heart and said excitedly, "Sir Zhuang! My brother graduated with the silver flute Award three years ago! Loyal love Hong Kong! Not like that! "

Zhuang Shikai calmly withdrew his eyes and slowly raised the window again.

"Boom!" Chen Jiaju backed up, quickly incorporated the car into the main road and moved forward along the traffic flow. He didn't listen to the young police officer's explanation at all.

"Sir!!!" Wei Jinghao screamed and wanted to rush out to chase the car, trying to seize a valuable opportunity to explain the character of "brother" Wei Jingda to the top of the police force.

The uniformed Sheriff beside him grabbed him: "don't chase! What level are you? Qualified to speak to Sir Zhuang? Let Master Zhuang do things? "

"Patrol well and do your duty!" The uniformed Sheriff patted the notebook in his hand: "otherwise you don't even have to do uniformed police!"