Chapter 472

Zeng Chunsheng turned on the faucet and waited for the muddy water to flow for a while. After it became clean, he splashed his face with cold water. In the dirty mirror, his eyes were covered with blood, his bags under his eyes were heavy and could almost fall off, and his beard seemed to have been neglected for a long time, so he could no longer see the handsome appearance of the rich merchant in the past.

"Dong Dong! Dong Dong!" outside the door, there was another knock.

Before the driver and bodyguard in the living room got up, Zeng Chunsheng quickly walked out of the humble bathroom, hissed at the driver, and then motioned to the other party to see clearly before opening the door.

The driver was a tall and strong middle-aged man who was somewhat noncommittal about Zeng Chunsheng's performance, but he obediently got up slowly, walked to the door, looked outward through a nail hole in the door panel, turned back and nodded to Zeng Chunsheng who looked at him:

"Mr. Zeng, it's Mr. Hu."

Zeng Chunsheng was relieved and nodded.

The driver opened the locked door. Outside, a rich looking middle-aged man wearing gold wire glasses stepped in, smiled before saying anything, and smiled kindly on his face:

"Boss Zeng..."

Zeng Chunsheng was very dissatisfied with the other party, and hummed: "it was agreed to let me leave Hong Kong yesterday, but I'm still trapped here! Do you know how many people Xu Pingsheng and Yu shiting sent outside to find me out? Do you mean what you say? Then perfunctory me. I called Taiwan myself. I couldn't do such a big thing for them, but I couldn't get any benefits in the end."

"Boss Zeng, why are you so angry? Even if Xu Pingsheng and Yu shiting turn Hong Kong upside down outside, they can't come here. You know, this place is called diaojing ridge." the middle-aged man surnamed Hu is familiar. He sits on a squeaky wooden chair and smiles.

Zeng Chunsheng sighed. Of course, he knew that Xu Pingsheng and Yu shiting would not rush to diaojing ridge to find him for a moment. He also knew what the three words diaojing ridge meant, but the environment here

Think about the food he ate, the water he drank, the bed he slept in and the clothes he wore these days. Zeng Chunsheng doubted whether he was out of his mind more than once. Only when he promised to cooperate with Hu Yu in front of him, he contacted the Taiwan Navy as a Shanghai shipbuilder and sank a foreign cargo ship of Lei Yingdong!

"What about diaojing ridge? What about more than 2000 Whampoa students? Even if they are all Chiang Kai Shek's people, they are all disabled and defeated soldiers who have been beaten from China and fled to Hong Kong!" the cramped environment made Zeng Chunsheng lose his good temper with Hu Yu, and his tone was full of malice to vent his anger.

The driver's face became dark and gloomy, and the green veins on his forehead even jumped up with the four words of Zeng Chunsheng's defeated soldiers. On the contrary, Hu Yu seemed to have only a smiling face. He still looked at Zeng Chunsheng with a smile and let the other party complain.

"Boss Zeng, the environment is a little difficult. It's not that I can't get the money to help you open a room in a luxury hotel. Even if I open a luxury hotel and it's full of all kinds of women, do you boss Zeng dare to go to bed now? By the way, a letter from his wife and son-in-law." Hu Yu seems to have just thought of something and took out a letter from his pocket and pushed it onto the table.

Zeng Chunsheng quickly walked over, picked up the envelope and tore it open. He drew the power of family affection from the thin paper inside. In addition to a letter paper, there was also a photo.

It's a photo of his wife and son standing in front of his new house in Taipei with a servant. The handwriting is also his wife's autograph.

"When can I go to Taiwan?" Zeng Chunsheng grabbed the letter paper and looked at Hu Yu. "I don't want to stay in Hong Kong for a moment."

"Didn't boss Zeng vowed to be the leader of Shanghai shippers and swallow the local shipping business? Why is he out of fighting spirit now?" Hu Yu took out a box of Japanese Peace cigarettes from his arms and handed one to Zeng Chunsheng.

Zeng Chunsheng grinned his teeth: "I'm afraid I'll stay and I won't live until Xu Pingsheng and Yu shiting start fighting. According to this situation, I don't know what virtue they've done, but I'm afraid I'll die first."

Hu Yu nodded with understanding: "understand, understand, boss Zeng can help start. Hu is very grateful. The later things are really not very good. Don't worry, let Mr. Zeng reunite with his wife and son-in-law tonight. Hu will never break his promise."

It seems that Hu Yu's attitude is too gentle, so that Zeng Chunsheng can safely vent his resentment. He walked around the room for a few steps: "You don't know how to do business! Fighting that kind of situation won't happen immediately. There are two sides tearing their faces and starting to fight in the mall. That's the last step. As long as there is a chance, everyone wants to make money with peace. You big soldiers can't even understand the war. How can you understand..."

"Dong, Dong, Dong..." footsteps sounded outside. The sound of shoes nailed with iron soles stepping on the wood, step by step, from far to near, and finally stopped at the door.

"Who?" Zeng Chunsheng immediately shut up and looked nervously.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Zeng." the door was pushed open from the outside. A young man no more than 30 years old, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, dressed in a woolen windbreaker and polished leather shoes, came in from the outside: "it's just what Mr. Zeng just said, which makes me disagree, so I couldn't help but walk in recklessly."

The young man stood in the room and pushed the black plastic glasses on his gentle face with his fingers: "I'm Tan Jingwei, Hongmen Hongfa mountain will succeed the mountain master."

Zeng Chunsheng was stunned and looked at Hu Yu. Hu Yu still smiled and got up to introduce the young man who claimed to be tan Jingwei: "this is Mr. Tan of Hongmen, Hong Kong..."

"Isn't Ge zhaohuang the mountain owner of the number Gang?" Zeng Chunsheng thought about it before turning over a person's name from his mind.

Although he doesn't often deal with gangsters, he still knows some of the forces in the Jianghu in Hong Kong. After all, the number Gang is also an outsider and is the same as their Shanghainese in some ways.

Tan Jingwei stroked the dust that didn't exist on the cuff with his hand, and his tone was flat: "Lord Ge just opened the altar today and passed the position of the mountain Lord to me. Speaking of it, Jing Wei is just a scholar and can be valued by Lord Ge. It's really ashamed, ashamed."

"You're a number Gang man. What are you doing here?" Zeng Chunsheng said stiffly. He didn't like the young man who looked elegant and gentle.

Tan Jingwei said: "since Mr. Zeng doesn't want to entangle this matter any more, he can only take over the follow-up of the two ship gangs in Hong Kong and Shanghai. Today, he came here to send boss Zeng on the road and get together with his family earlier. Fourth brother, it's hard for you to send Mr. Zeng away."

Tan Jingwei said the word "fourth brother". Outside the door, a middle-aged man with a scar the size of a copper coin and a Zhongshan suit came in. Before Zeng Chunsheng could come back, a metal wire had been tied around Zeng Chunsheng's neck.

Tan Jingwei lit a cigarette and quietly watched Zeng Chunsheng lose his breath. After the man he called the fourth brother put away the metal wire and Zeng Chunsheng's body was soft on the floor, Tan Jingwei said:

"Mr. Hu, after sending Mr. Zeng's body to the downtown, you can go. You can't be used here. Let's see what happened to Mr. Zeng. Let's think about it carefully. Did the Hong Kong people kill boss Zeng, or did the Shanghai people kill themselves and want to blame the Hong Kong people? Or did people with ulterior motives try to make a profit?"