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674 Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, the world is impermanent

When Yan Tong asked whether he could escape unscathed, Lan Jiang nodded silently.

He couldn't help but look out of the car, and a look of remembrance and reluctance appeared on his face and said, "I didn't expect that our era would pass so quickly."

However, compared to Lei Laohu, we are both lucky."

"Yes," Yan Tong, who was affected by Lan Jiang's emotions, showed nostalgia and glory expressions and said, "If it weren't for Lei Laohu pressing me above, according to my previous personality, I would take the position of Inspector General Hua.

It must be more rampant and greedy than Lero.

Moreover, after fighting, either Lei Laohu died or I was killed by him and you."

"Haha", Lan Jiang did not deny it. After all, he was kicked into the anti-flying group by Yan Tong four years ago.

If you want to make a comeback, unless there is a big boss among the British messengers willing to accept him, you can only stand on Lei Luo's side.

"It's not bad now. Not to mention the value of billions, I don't have to retire when I'm just 40 and you're almost 50 years old.

After working hard with the boss for more than ten years, our children have all made a fortune, and this life is not in vain."

Yan Tong nodded in agreement, but suddenly thought of that girl Zhao Yongfei in his heart.

Once I and Lan Jiang retreat, their role in the boss will not be as great as that of now in at least a few years.

If you don’t find a safe solution, Yan Tong’s habit of flattering people can’t even sleep.

"I would have loved to give birth to a baby for the boss."

"You save money," Lan Jiang gave Yan Tong a blank look. "There is a girl in the United States who is more beautiful than Feifei. The boss who came to him was confiscated,,,."

Before he could finish mocking, Lan Jiang saw an unusual look flashing in Yan Tong's eyes.

"Don't forget that after we leave Hong Kong and Kowloon, we will not be able to do business for our boss for at least a few years. Aren't you worried that you will be marginalized?"

Hearing this, Lan Jiang couldn't help but frown.

Then, in Yan Tong's expectant eyes, "It seems that it really depends on the principle that good and bad are depended on each other and things are impermanent."

Yan Tong hurriedly answered, "If you have any ideas, tell me quickly."

Lan Jiang smiled, "The boss did think about Feifei back then, otherwise you wouldn't have been taking care of her so much, and the little girl is only 22 years old this year.

When we all left Hong Kong and Kowloon, without power in our hands would mean losing our foundation. The boss is ten times better than us in terms of making money.

There is no need to worry about Feifei being used by us, but she may be taken into the outdoor room by her boss.

Moreover, according to the boss's character of fearing trouble, in addition to the core industries, Princess Anne has always been in charge of the business in England and America.

The business in Hong Kong and Kowloon must be owned by Boss Ruan, and even ten Feifei can’t be taken away.

But does Phuket, or business in Thailand and Southeast Asia in the future, also need a caring person to take care of some trivial matters?”

"Yes, yes."

Yan Tong looked overjoyed after hearing this. When Feifei slowly took over the business in Phuket or Thailand, the little girl would definitely ask her uncle for help.

The only thing that Yan Tong regrets is that in this way, his elder brother Ye Xiaoqin, Feifei's cheap godfather, might make a comeback.

Instead of relying on his own relationships to subcontract some earthworks in Tsim Sha Tsui, Datou had to give it to his younger brother before he could make a wealthy family with Xiaotou.

Moreover, Ye Rongtian, the eldest son of the eldest brother, was not only clever, but also grew up with Feifei.

This relationship and closeness are much better than the three children in my family.

It's a miscalculation, it's a miscalculation.

But who can predict such a thing?

If Yan Tong really chose it, he would definitely stand on Ruan Mei's side in one step.

Just as he was thinking about his idea, Huo Bo took a dozen people out of the car and rushed to the two young people in a swarm.

First, he handcuffed Rosen without saying anything, then said something with a big nose, and then took him into the police car.

Yan Tong hurriedly said to Lan Jiang, "I'll do things first, and then let's sit down and have a good chat?"

"No problem", Lan Jiang nodded quickly.

I even thought to myself that since Feifei and Bobo were born as daughter of Sister Hua in the City, and the other was born as a nightclub with a drink.

Maybe the two of them can attract the boss's attention by practicing.

As for whether the two women are willing or not, Lan Jiang's opinion is that both of them are looking at money anyway, and they always think of the kind of people in the outdoor room of the rich.

As long as the two of them are not stupid, they should agree.

After all, that's Henry Lee, the richest and most talented young man in the world.

More than ten minutes later, Lan Jiang's car followed Yan Tong and the police car to the Tuen Mun Police Station.

But after waiting for half an hour, Yan Tong walked out in a panic and got in the car and said, "Have you heard of the 'Asian Flying Eagle'?"

Lan Jiang shook his head in surprise, and Yan Tong, who had no answer, said depressedly, "After I reported to the boss about the matter, the boss asked me to find a scapegoat.

Injure Luo Sen and make a scene where he was lucky enough to die when he was attacked.

Before hanging up the phone, I casually said that there was a big nose named Fang Shilong beside Luo Sen.

Unexpectedly, the boss just hesitated for a few seconds and said he would come here in person after a while.

It seems that the purpose of coming is not the one named Luosen, but the big nose with Luosen."

"Asian Eagle?"

Lan Jiang frowned and thought for a while, but no matter how he did, he could not think of which immortal Jack Chen, who was a pseudonym Fang Shilong.

"Call Ding Master from the city wall, maybe he knows who this person is?"

"No," Yan Tong shook his head with a frown, "It's better to be cautious, so as not to spread the news and ruin the boss's affairs."

Lan Jiang patted his forehead in annoyance, and then asked the driver to drive the car into the police station, and went to the hot office and waited for Li Changheng, the real owner through the side door.

Three hours later, it was already dark. Two cars from the mountaintop villa crossed the sea, passed Kowloon, and arrived at Li Changheng, who was on the national highway by the sea, and did not go directly to the Tuen Mun Police Station.

Instead, according to Yuan Hua's suggestion, he asked Tyson Ferlanch, who was driving to a seafood restaurant by the sea.

After getting off the bus, Zhang Tianzhi asked Yan Tong and others to call Yuan Hua to order food.

Li Changheng himself called Tyson Felanqi, boxing bully Jia, and Ruan Mei, and had to follow his Huangliang and Xu Dachang's escort.

Sitting on a bench by the sea, blowing the sea breeze, looking at the dim sea surface.

A few minutes later, when Zhang Tianzhi and Yuan Hua came back, Yuan Hua said with a smile, "Boss, I said Xingji must have something good.

What do you want to eat Sandao fish, oil-chasing fish and Sumei fish with about 6 kilograms?”

Let’s not talk about the first two fish. The scientific name of Sumei Fish is corrugated lip fish. The smaller the size of this fish, the more expensive it is, the more delicious it is.

“How many are there?”

After saying that, Li Changheng smiled and waved his hand, "No matter how many there are, let the shop owner put all the good things on. Otherwise, the dozen or so strong men would divide a few fish, which would make me, the boss, look too stingy."
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