Viagra Building, Central, Wishvin Hotel.

Sheng Jiashu and his group of three left Moxingling by taking Xia Qi's car.

In the hotel restaurant, Sheng Jiashu looked at the restaurant environment with emotion. When he came to Hong Kong to sit here in his previous life, this place had been changed to the famous Meixin Restaurant.

It’s no wonder that the restaurant was not well-managed in the end and was replaced by Meixin. There were no customers in the entire restaurant. Even Sheng Jiashu, Pan Qingtian and Sherlock enjoyed the treatment of the banquet table. On the small performing stage next to it, a small band was playing symphony.

When the waiter gave the recipe marked with the price, Sheng Jiashu understood why there were no guests. One egg tart, the Lanxiang Room next door or the well-known ruby ​​restaurant on Hong Kong Island, one or ten yuan made Hong Kong people feel that this kind of snack is a bit expensive, so they can only try it occasionally. The price of this recipe is two yuan per one. As for other dishes, it ranges from ten to dozens of yuan. Simply put, a few Hong Kong people gathered their monthly wages together to come to see the market, but in the end it was likely that they would not be enough to pay the bill.

Because at this time, unless some jobs are highly dependent, the wages of most jobs have been reduced to an outrageous price. An adult man went to the factory every day without any resistance, and bought less than 100 Hong Kong dollars a month, and there were no complaints. If he was dissatisfied, there were a large number of refugees who fled to Hong Kong due to the war waiting to replace him.

"Big Boss, although I have arranged someone to find Moroma, I don't guarantee that he will come." Sherlock flipped through the recipe with some pain and said to Sheng Jiashu: "And most of them won't come here."

Sheng Jiashu first ordered the waiter to help Baizhu a portion of shrimp. After the waiter left, he said to Sherlock: "It's okay, he is willing to come, so I'll go see him in person."

Pan Qingtian did not recover from his experience today and had no idea of ​​talking to Sherlock and Sheng Jiashu. He first opened the wine and poured two glasses into his stomach. He asked the waiter to help him open a bottle of whiskey transported from Scotland. Before the preparations were served, the guy was drunk and carried the whiskey back to the hotel room to rest.

"Mr. Sheng, you are a good employer, but... I... I... hiccup~ I don't want to get involved in your... naughty society struggles." Pan Qingtian, who was blushing, took two steps outside with the waiter, stopped and turned around and said to Sheng Jiashu.

Sheng Jiashu smiled at him: "I know."

After saying that, he continued to flexibly peel a shrimp, then he put it into his mouth with his hands, closed his eyes and chewed it with satisfaction. After swallowing the food, he opened his eyes and looked at Sherlock: "Chicago is close to the Great Lakes, but no matter how delicious the shrimps are, I don't think they are as sweet as the shrimps in Hong Kong."

"Big Boss, the ghost guy pretended to be drunk just now..." Sherlock couldn't help but whisper when he saw Sheng Jiashu only caring about peeling shrimps.

Sheng Jiashu carefully removed the shrimp shells and tails and said in his mouth: "I know."

"That guy clearly wants to make money from you, but he doesn't want to help you deal with difficult things." Sherlock paused, worried that Sheng Jiashu might not think deeply enough, so he continued to kindly remind him.

Sheng Jiashu put the peeled shrimp meat on Sherlock's plate: "What do you think you should do?"

"Of course, drive him to walk, would you please give him a midnight snack?" Sherlock said: "My boss, your second brother, brother, has a saying that people who can't help me make money are useless people. Keeping them by your side can only waste food."

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"You must be Brother Crab. You really have a kind of genius. Everyone is looking for you. You are in the mood to treat me a rough man to have a midnight snack."

Sherlock walked to Sheng Jiashu first, leaned over and whispered a few words, and told Sheng Jiashu the new news that Ajiu and others who were guarding outside the hotel. Sheng Jiashu nodded slightly expressionlessly.

Sheng Jiashu looked at Moroma: "Then you must know why I came to you."

"I know, I'm collecting money to do things. I want to ask who I found, but I guess you should already know, Sister Qixi, the fifth daughter of the fifth girl." Moroma took out a box of Double Xi cigarettes from his pocket, lit the match, and lit it. After spitting a deep breath of smoke, he said to Sheng Jiashu with a rebellious look.

Sherlock smiled and said, "Brother Morocco, I want to know, the real behind-the-scenes commander, are you doing this too exaggerated?"

"The real behind-the-scenes commander?" Moroma pretended to be exaggerated and surprised: "How do I know the real behind-the-scenes commander? Go and ask Qixi?"

Sheng Jiashu stood up, poured a glass of whiskey, then walked over with the whiskey and handed it to Moroma: "I heard that you and your brother are very good at fighting, but they have been staying in Shihuxu?"

Moroma took it and drank it all, then wiped his sleeves: "What? If you want to take care of my business, Sister Qixi paid 200,000 and I made it so big."

"How much does it cost to pass from Guang's first character to Heshengtang?" Sheng Jiashu sat next to Moroma, picked up the whiskey and poured another cup, handed it to Moroma, and asked sincerely.

This time Moroma was stunned and did not go to pick up the glass of wine, but looked at Sheng Jiashu: "Go?"

"That's right, it's a very common thing in the world after passing the stage." Sheng Jiashu stared at Moroma's eyes and said.

Moroma avoided his eyes and went to pick up the whiskey in Sheng Jiashu's hand: "Why did you mention this for no reason? Even if you have to agree, you have to ask me to go back and ask my brothers first and give a price."

"No problem, I'll wait for you here. In addition to your brother, you can also ask the Sister Qixi or someone else who asked you to make such a big fuss to see what he has to say about your time." Sheng Jiashu took the empty cup himself, poured himself a cup, and raised it to Moroma to signal.

Moroma frowned: "Aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble?"

"There are so many troubles now, it doesn't matter if there are more. My Qi Ye Xie Jingcheng is now being held hostage and is pressed at the entrance of Heshengtang. I can't beat you and have no brothers, so I have to find some people who can beat you and temporarily collect the files to enhance my courage." Sheng Jiashu said to Moroma.

Moroma grinded his teeth: "You want us to die."

"How could it be? It's just a courage. There will be no conflict tonight. Believe me, tonight is the day when I come to the door to apologize to everyone in turn." Sheng Jiashu smiled at Moroma: "I don't dare to go alone."

"Okay, I don't care if you have money to make money." Moroma stared at Sheng Jiashu for a while, raised his glass and touched it, and drank it all in one gulp: "What benefits do you give me?"

"I will give you 30% of the business of his two sparrow schools, and 30% of the profit is 100,000 yuan, and 100,000 yuan a month." Sheng Jiashu picked up the wine glass to drink. The wine glass covered his expression, and only his voice was calm.

Sherlock opened his mouth wide. He wanted to say that Sparrow School did not have that much profit every month, but he couldn't guess Sheng Jiashu's idea, so hesitated for a moment and closed his mouth again.
Chapter completed!