Author: Tai Chi Hands

Du Sheng was noncommittal and asked:

"How much profit is there approximately?"

Since he took over the business less than half a month ago and the account books are not there, I can only ask for a rough idea.

Wei Jixiang interfaced:

"After all, Lei Yue Mun is a bit behind, and people's consumption is generally not high. Judging from the accounts I have encountered in the past, plus the protection fees for restaurants, shops, stalls, etc., it is about 500,000 yuan a month."

Five hundred thousand?

Du Sheng shook his head and said nothing more.

This amount may seem like a lot, but in fact it is just hard-earned money.

After all, it is a social asset, and 30% to 40% must be paid every month.

If we expand our manpower next, we must set aside at least 40% of the remaining money, otherwise it will be difficult to take care of the people if they are scattered.

In addition, money is also needed to win over diplomatically and accumulate prestige.

What was left to him was only tens of thousands of dollars at most.

This little money can't do anything big.

‘Promotion within one year is a top priority, but if you want long-term development in the future, you have to pave the way in advance now’

'The next step is to start a shipping business, and it will cost money to manage the fleet and terminals. If funds are really tight, you can consider using the one million yuan.'

Now that more than half a month has passed since the "Fierce Battle at Wan Chai Pier", even if the police failed to close the case, they will be more relaxed.

"I was passing by just now and heard Pheasant say that Big Boss B has assigned two streets in Causeway Bay to them."

"Yes, this is simply the treatment of a biological son."

"Causeway Bay is famous for its shopping malls. One street has more oil and water than our three streets combined!"

"Hey, it would be great if we could just grab our feet and go over there."

The words they spoke became more and more outrageous, and they already had a hint of sourness.

After all, in terms of merit, Chen Haonan and the others were only able to kill Baguan, and the others couldn't compare to Du Sheng.

The resulting benefits were a bit off.

Their interests are closely related to Du Sheng, but they can't accuse Jiankun of being partial. They can only tease Chen Haonan a few times.

Du Sheng waved his hand and said calmly:

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, don't worry."

He is not lying, but he has the confidence to do so.

Next, if the plot line does not deviate too far, Chen Haonan and others will go to Haojiang for business, but they will be tricked by Liangkun and kill their brothers.

The hatred between the two sides is completely irresolvable, and a civil war is inevitable.

However, Chen Haonan was a man favored by fate after all. Although he was in disgrace, Liangkun and Big Boss B died in the end.

If the boss dies, who will take over?

This is a very tempting question!

There is no doubt that Du Sheng has this qualification.

As long as the planning is done properly, wouldn't it be much better than Kwun Tong and North Point to directly inherit the Feng Shui treasure land of Mong Kok?

Of course, things have to be done step by step.

Nowadays, the "armed gang" has not appeared. It is probably because the police were stimulated by the last "fierce battle at Wan Chai Pier" and set up checkpoints and patrols everywhere, causing a lot of noise and leaving Du Sheng without a clue for a moment.

For the time being, we can only tell Atong, who has joined the Cointreau Hotel, to be careful, pay attention to the security and strange guards, and notify him if there is anything unusual.

Of course, this does not mean that Du Sheng will be idle.

Since there is nothing going on with the ‘armed gang’ for the time being, let’s get ‘ten purple soul fragments’ first!

I just happened to write down a lot of faucets today. If you can't get the hard ones, you can pick the soft ones first.

This requires time to gather information and prepare.

In addition, business cannot be left behind. In a few years, the society will be banned, so a way out must be found.

Fortunately, after Chui Shuida's two days of inquiring and making insinuations, the shipping business has already begun to take shape.

However, there is a saying that goes, "the soldiers and horses have to move before the food and grass are moved".

Du Sheng has ideas for future development, but he still lacks a lot of troops.

Moreover, it is no better now than before.

He is now visiting all the major bars, stalls and saunas in Kwun Tong,

Others have to call me "Brother Dongguan".

This is the card!

And as the leader of dozens of people who have witnessed the success of thousands of people, how can he do it without his powerful confidants?

Since he is a confidant, the first condition is of course loyalty.

As for the candidate, he already had the answer in his mind.

"Ji Xiang, let's go back to Mong Kok first. I'll get some things and then go to Kowloon Bay!"

One hour later, Kowloon Bay.

Du Sheng carried a heavy leather bag and came to a custom place.

Although it is not yet the opening time in the evening, you can see a few women wearing cool clothes from time to time after entering.

How could no one pay attention to Du Sheng's tall and handsome figure?

In order not to cause misunderstanding, he asked Wei Jixiang, Dao Scarquan and others to stay, and then walked towards one of the beautiful women who were half a mile away.

The gorgeous woman was staring at Du Sheng fiercely, but she was startled when she found that he was walking towards her.

Although she is used to seeing things in this line of work, she still has some random thoughts.

Did he just want to date me in broad daylight?

If he opens his mouth, should he be more reserved?

Du Sheng stood still in front of her and said with a smile:

"Miss, may I ask..."

"I have time today!"

The gorgeous woman couldn't help but blurted out, with a shy and a bit of desire to refuse the greeting.

The main reason was that several colleagues around her looked over and there was no time for her to think about it.

Du Sheng was startled for a moment, ignored the winking Chu Shuida beside him, and coughed:

"You misunderstood. I wanted to ask your boss, Guan Zisen, if he is here?"

Although his bad hobby is beautiful women, it doesn't mean he can swallow everything in his mouth.

What's more, his mouth has long been naughty, and such a battle-hardened woman with less than 80 looks is no longer attractive to him.

"The boss is here."

The beautiful woman couldn't hide her regret in her tone, but she still said warmly and hospitably:

"He is drinking tea on the second floor."

"Thanks."

Du Sheng remained polite and went up to the second floor alone.

The gorgeous woman looked at his erect figure and fell into intoxication:

"She is exactly the type I like. She is just too upright and upright, and can stand still even with a passionate and proactive beauty like me."

"Hello, beautiful lady. Do you accept out-of-home services during the day?"

A middle-aged man with a big belly and a somewhat wretched look asked impatiently.

The gorgeous woman looked him over and said lazily:

"We generally don't do outside calls during the day. If you really need it, you can go there and pay a deposit."

After saying that, he twisted his butt and turned around and left.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

Didn't she say she was free just now, and she was quite enthusiastic about the young man? Why did she change so much when I came here?

As soon as he went upstairs, Du Sheng was about to look around.

"His! 200,000 is just gone!"

Du Sheng saw a decadent man half lying on the seat and murmured:

"Damn big D, I won't pay you sooner or later. I didn't pay you until there was a football match last night. I lost all my money."

Opposite the decadent man sat a young man counting money with a cigarette in his mouth.

Hearing this, the young man counting money stopped his movements and stared at the other person with an expressionless face.

It's just that the decadent man didn't know whether he was drunk or high, but he was still complaining.

"Manchester United, are they really a bunch of losers! Can they lose the game like this?"

"Especially the goalkeeper, any other dog can play better than him!"

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