As long as he was in Hong Kong, Gu Siwei would brag with these two people while eating, chatting about mountains and so on. The two guys never thought that the little logistics brother they knew would actually be their big boss.

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Apart from this, Gu Siwei still has to do things that he should do, such as moving some A-grade goods to the United States. It is purely a personal hobby. I am used to it. If I don’t make a few trips here, it seems like

As if nothing was done.

We also need to know about Zhao Sanle's side.

According to the agreed time, Gu Siwei came to the place where he met Zhao Sanle.

Zhao Sanle went upstairs alone as before, pushed the door open and entered the room.

Gu Siwei was eating a small fruit while flipping through a comic book on the market. At this time, Hong Kong comics are more suitable for adult comics. For example, the one Gu Siwei turned over, Good Guy,

It's just like a combat instruction book.

Seeing Zhao Sanle come in, Gu Siwei threw the comic book aside and motioned for Zhao Sanle to sit down.

"I'll change the place in the future. This place is too conspicuous now," Gu Siwei said.

Zhao Sanle nodded in agreement. Anyway, the boss would meet wherever he said. What opinions could he have?

"How are things going in Mexico?" Gu Siwei asked casually.

Zhao Sanle said happily: "There is news over there that they want to sit down and talk with us. As soon as you took action, they couldn't resist."

In fact, Gu Siwei still had some doubts in his mind, that is, the Zhang Cheng team he sent out was too aggressive, a bit too aggressive.

Within two weeks of sending them out, they directly wiped out the five leaders of the opponent, and they all used the same execution method, with only one shot between the eyebrows, leaving no scars anywhere else.

One of them was killed in the manor. At that time, there were nearly twenty armed gang members outside to protect him. However, he was still found dead on the bed the next morning, with a gunshot wound to his forehead.

Gu Siwei thinks that Zhang Cheng and others are good, but they are not that fierce. Gu Siwei feels that this method has a bit of a KGB flavor.

As the old saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. Once Zhang Cheng's team took action, compared with the several groups of rubbish sent out by Zhao Sanle in the early stage, the results would be too dazzling.

But now Gu Siwei doesn't have the time to figure it out, so he thinks he'll ask when he has time.

"How much did your men lose?" Gu Siwei asked.

"There are about ten people in total. These days we mainly hire South Americans. People there are cheap and will do anything as long as they are paid," Zhao Sanle said.

Hearing that Zhao Sanle directly hired South Americans, he nodded. It was better to spend some money than to kill one of his own people. Gu Siwei made this very clear. In his heart, other people's children would never die.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei thought for a while: "These people's homes must be well arranged. Those with children must be taken care of by adults, and those without children must also be taken care of by their parents. You must not save money on this. If you spend this kind of money

If you don't do it, people's hearts will be scattered, and no one will be willing to do anything for you in the future."

Zhao Sanle nodded and said: "How can I do this? Most of the people who go there are alone, and some have relatives in their hometown. However, it is not easy to contact those in the north now, but I let them all go there.

The people have taken note of it. If it is possible over there, we will send people to look for them. After all, we have to take care of everyone's escape... There are two families with roots here.

I bought a house, and my brothers and sisters sent the younger ones to study, and the older ones found a job, and it was a serious job, working in your factory over there."

"Yeah!" Gu Siwei nodded.

Zhao Sanle arranged this matter properly and considered it more carefully than Gu Siwei.

Zhao Sanle waited for a while, and after about two or three seconds, he said to Gu Siwei: "Boss, can you ask your subordinates to do one more thing for me?"

"Huh?" Gu Siwei raised his head and looked at Zhao Sanle.

Zhao Sanle took out a photo with a shy face, handed it to Gu Siwei's hand, and said: "This guy, the biggest loss I have suffered was caused by this person. Now he has gone to the flour company's territory.

The people around me found several opportunities but couldn't make a move, so I wanted to ask the boss to take action to deal with him."

When Gu Siwei saw the photo, he found that he was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was not Mexican but looked like an East Asian. He was quite handsome, and his thick eyebrows and big eyes gave him a bit of Zhu Shimao's charm.

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The small photo looks more like a movie star than a gang member.

"traitor?"

Zhao Sanle nodded: "Well, I have a group of people here who haven't settled the matter over there yet. They were exposed as soon as they arrived in Mexico and were ordered...".

Gu Siwei didn't say anything more and collected the photo.

Zhao Sanle also understood that this was the boss's promise. Since the boss agreed, this matter could not go away.

"Boss, I wonder if we can do some watch business here?" Zhao Sanle asked.

Gu Siwei said: "Form A?"

Zhao Sanle nodded, then stretched out his wrist, showed the big gold watch on his wrist, and said to Gu Siwei: "This watch can be directly used as money on the black market. If we get this out, it won't be the same."

Make a lot of money."

"If you're interested, go ahead. I don't have any problem here. It's just packing and shipping. What's more, in the future, there will be no more than fifteen containers per trip. So many containers will be shipped at once. It will affect the brand image all over the street.

For example, if you are just carrying a brand-name bag, we have to be particular about doing business and we can’t just fish in the lake.”

Zhao Sanle blinked and was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then he came back to his senses: "Boss, there are so many people eating, and this is all we make money now."

"I know, it's easy to make money. What I mean is that in the future, the quantity of A products at this level must be controlled. Don't let the brand get stink and there will be no more fun. You can use your brain to raise the price.

Also, don’t think about imitation. We have factories and technology. When the time comes, we can hire some designers and build our own brand. We can’t just sell fakes all our lives, right?” Gu Siwei began to educate Zhao Sanle.

When Zhao Sanle heard what the boss said, he stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head. He didn't understand that the boss was in a bad mood today? Why was he going to take the right path again? Now that the business of A goods is so easy, why did he suddenly want to create a brand?

Seeing Zhao Sanle's confused look, Gu Siwei lost all intention to continue talking nonsense with him. He waved his hand and said, "It's up to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sanle immediately said: "Then I will find a way when I get back."

Gu Siwei hummed and tapped the table gently. When Zhao Sanle saw Gu Siwei starting to think about something, he knew it was time for him to leave.

He stood up carefully, without interrupting the boss's thoughts, and retreated all the way to the door. He opened the door sideways, walked out carefully, and then closed the door gently.

Hearing a click, Gu Siwei came back to his senses and found that Zhao Sanle had left, so he also used space to pass through the wall, walked out of another small building, and then met Pan Baofeng.

About five minutes after Gu Siwei left, two thieves tried to come up from downstairs, but they were discovered by a waiter.

"Where are you going?"

"Isn't there a private room upstairs?" one of them said.

The waiter replied: "The upstairs is not a private room, it is a rest room, not open to the public."

"Oh, we made a mistake."

The two of them smiled and walked to an empty table in the lobby on the first floor and sat down. They called the waiter over and asked for some snacks and started eating.

The waiters here are really not ordinary people. Zhao Sanle specially selected clever subordinates who usually do not appear in the gang. No one knows that in this small shop, from the boss to the waiters, they are all Zhao Sanle's most precise subordinates.

It's just that these people don't work in Hong Kong City. Their scope of activities is North America and Europe. In Hong Kong City, they are all good citizens. They don't even have any traffic violations, and they are no different from ordinary people.

The waiter saw that there was something wrong with the two of them, but he didn't make any special reaction. Instead, he waited for the two of them to finish eating and then transferred two or three people from next door to follow them secretly.

As a result, after seven or eight twists and turns, it turned to Heipi's side. It was obvious that Zhao Sanle had been targeted by the police. But it was not surprising. It would be strange if they didn't target Zhao Sanle.

Brother Yunhuahui Le, who has risen to prominence in just a few years, did the police pretend they didn’t see him? Isn’t that because he was blind?

Now these policemen don't understand. Everyone knows that Zhao Sanle committed a crime, but they just can't get hold of him.

In the past, everyone who was involved in gangs always had some cause and effect. You can sort out a chain of events. It is like a person committing a crime. He usually starts with small things and gradually becomes more courageous before committing bigger crimes.

But now Zhao Sanle is almost not as good as before. He is like a good farmer who suddenly became a powerful gangster. The only thing they can catch now is that Zhao Sanle controls the personnel in Rungang in the north. As for how to control,

They haven't figured it out yet.

Normally, these gangs are blood-sucking, but Zhao Sanle's Yunhua Society is not like that at all. Calling it a charity organization is a bit excessive, but it is really more humane than many so-called bosses in Hong Kong, so Zhao Sanle has a high prestige now.

Some police officers even called Zhao Sanle the Hong Kong version of Corleone.

Oops! It was all caused by "The Godfather".

When it comes to The Godfather, Koo Siwei feels a little regretful that he didn't get Coppola's spoon. That's all that he didn't get Coppola's spoon. Even Spielberg's spoon is not easy to dig. His relationship with Universal

Much tougher than him.

But fortunately, the little prince who burns money and the film technology madman Lucas are still in the hands of Gu Siwei. Why is Lucas called the little prince? Because when it comes to burning money, maybe Lucas is better than a truck driver.

A little worse.

Well, the money on that big ship was burned, so 20th Century Fox invested in Paramount.
Chapter completed!