Chapter 372: Become a lame tycoon after becoming Lei Luo!
There were two corpses and a severed arm in the box that was as clean as new a few minutes ago.
Smelling the pungent smell of blood, the most senior instructor among the Thirteen Taibao couldn't help but frowned. After being in the world for so long, their Thirteen Taibao had never suffered such a big loss.
Xiong Li's skill and kung fu were second only to him among the Taibao, and even better than a sharp knife, but in front of that strong man from the iron tower, he was like a rag doll, broken into pieces when pulled!
This feeling beyond cognition made him very uncomfortable. After taking a breath, he cupped his hands towards Zheng Jirong and said: "Mr. Zheng, now that I have drunk wine and killed your people, you deserve to be sold. Did you say it?"
Zheng Jirong nodded slightly when he heard this, pointed at the two corpses on the ground and cursed: "It's all because these two dead ghosts delayed everyone's time, otherwise the scene would not be so ugly."
He then looked at the Qing Gang bosses who had taken their seats again, and said loudly: "As I just said, from now on Sanxin Company will be renamed Huasheng, and the owner is me, Zheng Jirong."
"But don't be too sad. The purpose of my life is to have food for everyone. Boss Lu has given me such a great benefit, so naturally I have to express it."
After saying that, he clapped his hands. Peng Yixing, who was guarding the door, came over and handed over a stack of contracts. Zheng Jirong flicked the contract in his hand and continued to say to them: "I don't want to cut off your livelihood. I know that even if it is gone, Sanxin, you still have many gray businesses in the concession, including casinos, nightclubs, brothels, and opium dens, which of you doesn’t have a few?"
"As long as you sign this contract now, I will count you as re-investing in Huasheng. As for the capital, of course it will be the gray business you have on hand."
"Don't say that I don't give you Qinggang face," Zheng Jirong said with a smile: "If you are found out and jailed for the business you are doing, why not use all the existing funds to invest in the company? You don't have to do anything in the future. You can collect money just by lying down!”
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Everyone in the box couldn't help but look at each other in shock after hearing this. They all have been in the martial arts industry for decades. How could they not understand what Zheng Jirong meant?
I'm not a prostitute, so why do I lie down and collect money? !
To put it bluntly, they want to use some of the company's dividends to exchange for the territory and industry in their hands. How can such a good thing be possible in the world? !
"Mr. Zheng"
The instructor asked directly: "Our business can collect at least hundreds of thousands of dollars a month, not counting fees! I want to ask you, how much dividends does this company get in a month?"
"Well, that's it." Zheng Jirong calculated it with his fingers, and then replied seriously: "It's probably a few thousand oceans, which is definitely enough for you to become a rich man."
"What? Only a few thousand oceans?! You're sending a beggar away!"
"That's right, I have to spend tens of thousands for just a small amount, which is thousands of dollars a month. I can't even support my family!"
"I won't sign! Even if you kill me, I won't sign!"
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After hearing this, everyone in the box objected. These guys have lived a life of spending money like water, and now they are asked to tighten their belts. How can they agree?
Hearing their dissatisfaction and opposition, the smile on Zheng Jirong's face slowly faded. He tapped the table with his fingers. After everyone calmed down, he said lightly: "I will only say it for the last time. Sign it, yours." The site is still under your control, but the monthly accounts need to be submitted to the company for review, and you can also get an extra draw from the site."
"If you don't sign."
He opened his arms and said directly: "You won't survive tonight, no, you won't even be able to get out of this box."
"Mr. Zheng, are you threatening us?" the instructor replied with a dark face.
When Zheng Jirong heard this, he stared at him without changing his expression and nodded: "I'm just threatening you. Otherwise, why don't I treat you to a drink? I'm very busy."
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The coach was immediately choked and speechless. He then turned to look at Lu Yuesheng, "Yuesheng, you are the leader of our Shanghai Beach Youth Gang. Please come out and say something. Should we sign this contract?"
After Lu Yuesheng was silent for a while, he raised his eyes and looked around the crowd, sighing softly: "Sign it, Mr. Zheng is doing it for everyone's good."
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Seeing Lu Yuesheng's defeated expression, everyone here couldn't help but be surprised. Although they despised him in their hearts, they had to admit that Lu Yuesheng was the biggest sign of the Qing Gang. He had means and ability. In just a few years, he not only made friends with Rich and powerful people from all walks of life, and even reached the position of opium king.
This time, even he admitted defeat. At this time, in the eyes of everyone, Zheng Jirong's identity became somewhat unpredictable.
"Hahahaha, actually there is nothing wrong with signing. Anyway, I don't want to do those businesses."
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a white suit picked up the pen and paper on the table and signed his name on the contract with two swipes.
After signing, he smiled and stretched out his hand to Zheng Jirong: "Hello, Mr. Zheng, I am the prodigal son Ye Bufan. I have no interest in the business of the casino and smokehouse. This time, I will leave it all to you, Mr. Zheng."
"It turns out to be Mr. Ye, whom I have admired for a long time." Zheng Jirong also smiled and said: "But Mr. Ye misunderstood. Although your place will be regarded as the company's property in the future, the management is still left to you. After all, I don't have that many Ax Gangs." Manage talent.”
"Then thank you Mr. Zheng for your kindness."
After Ye Bufan took the lead, the others sighed and stopped trying to save face. They signed the contracts in their hands. After signing, they could still survive. Moreover, they would still be in charge of the place in the future. How much money they would have to pay would not matter. Do you have the final say?
If you don't sign, the corpses of Xiao Yang and Xiong Li on the ground are still cold.
After a while, seeing everyone sign the contract with understanding, Zheng Jirong nodded with satisfaction, and then clapped his hands outside the box.
Under the confused gazes of everyone, Chow Tai Fook, who was wearing a tight-fitting suit and had a somewhat bloated figure, walked in with a smile on his face, nodding and bowing to everyone.
Zheng Jirong asked him to sit next to him, and then solemnly said to everyone: "From now on, all the fees for the Qing Gang's territory will be paid every week! In the past, the fees were paid every day, every other day, every three, five, seven, and half Monthly payment, or even all cancellations within one month will be invalidated!”
"In order to let you know how to pay the fees in the future, from now on, as long as it is a venue with our prestigious reputation, all fees will be collected by Chow Tai Fook, and then he will hand it over and distribute it to the military, foreigners, the government and the patrol room!"
After saying that, he patted Chow Tai Fook on the back behind him. After being encouraged by him, Chow Tai Fook immediately stood up from the sofa, held his hands and smiled at these Green Gang bosses and said: "Brothers, I, Chow Tai Fook, only collect rent, not debt collection. I hope everyone won’t embarrass me and show me favors, please, please.”
Seeing this guy's humble and despicable look, many people present had a flash of contempt in their eyes.
At this time, Zheng Jirong spoke again: "In addition to collecting regulatory fees, if I have any instructions to convey to you in the future, or if there are any random inspections or raids in the government, I will ask Dafu to inform you."
"Also, if you have any dissatisfaction, or if there are any conflicts that need to be resolved, you can tell me through Dafu."
"To put it simply," Zheng Jirong put his arm on Chow Tai Fook's shoulders and glanced around them with cold eyes, "Chow Tai Fook is my representative, Zheng Jirong."
"If you listen to him, you must listen to me. If anyone dares to disrespect him, I guarantee you will die in an ugly way!"
After he finished speaking, the Green Gang bosses in the box looked at each other, sighed secretly, and nodded in unison.
After a while, Zheng Jirong slowly walked out of the box.
He raised his hand to loosen the tight collar. At this moment, Dafu was drinking with the group of Thirteen Taibos, and now he had someone more important to see.
Outside a box at the end of the railing, Zheng Jirong pushed open the box door and looked up, only to see a gloomy-looking foreigner sitting there, staring at him with an unkind expression.
Upon seeing this, Zheng Jirong opened his arms and said with a smile:
"Chairman Frank, I am Zheng Jirong!"