This number shocked everyone including Fatty, Siro and others!

What they could not imagine was that in the past, people fought, killed, smuggled, smuggled, and set fire to do everything. In a year, they could only earn millions. If they could earn tens of millions, they would be considered a big gang in the top world!

One hundred million US dollars?

Crazy! All are crazy!

I know that if I take this 100 million, I'm afraid I won't have a good life! After all, I'm actually using all the underworld forces in Vancouver to force the smugglers at sea to bow their heads to me!

So, I readily gave up 30% of Huaxing's shares. I gave these 30% of the shares to more than a dozen other gangs in Vancouver for free, and each gangster's power made an allocation!

This is the net profit of 30 million US dollars per year!

After playing with this trick, almost all the gangsters really convinced me! Moreover, I think they will further unite around the Huaxing company in the future! Because this company will bring you 30 million US dollars in direct income every year!!

"Unity." At an internal meeting of the distribution of interests of the gang, I sat in a chair, still looking lazy, playing with my fingers, and said to everyone below: "Unite, you can make money! In the past, those smugglers could bargain with us because we were not united. They did not do business with the Chinese, they could do business with Vietnamese, they could do with Indians. They could do with Indians, they could do with Iranians... So they had the choices they could do with

We negotiate and can bargain with us! But now, as long as we unite and speak to them with a voice... they must surrender! Because we are in Vancouver, which is the largest port city on the west coast of Canada! Unless those smugglers can rebuild a large port on the west coast with the permission of the Canadian government... But, I think it is unlikely to be within a few hundred years... Unless someone among the smugglers is elected President of Canada... Haha..."

"Oh, now think about it, in the past, we fought and killed for a little territory, and we bleed and sweated for a little drugs. Fuck... We have lived in vain for a lifetime, guarding a port city as big as Vancouver but didn't know how to make money here!" This was the sigh of Uncle He of the Hua Gang.

If the name "Fifth Master of the Big Circle" was just threatened by force before, and was only stuck in everyone's mouth... Then now, driven by those tempting money, it is truly deeply imprinted in the hearts of these rebellious gangsters!

I have a big fist, so they have to accept me! This is just the first step! And I can still make a lot of money... In this case, if someone else comes up to oppose me... I am afraid that before I take action, others will directly knock him into a scum.
Chapter completed!