Chapter 273 Hongmen Conference ([-])
There was a lot of people outside the ancestral hall, but the back room of the ancestral hall was quite quiet.
This ancient wing is full of the rich flavor of history. Even though the stones on the edge have been wiped clean all year round, there is still a touch of green soaked into it.
The slightly musty smell of wood mixed with the fresh paint gave off a reassuring smell.
Yamamoto Masahito stood in the room. He stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror with a calm expression, as if today's matter had nothing to do with him.
He changed his previous attire and was no longer wearing white clothes and white trousers.
But just like the traditional local community members, they wear white shirts, black shirts, black pants, and white socks and cloth shoes.
Except for the slightly conspicuous white hair, everything else looks the same as an ordinary short mule.
Yamamoto Masahito understood that as long as he respects these rituals, others must also respect him because of these rituals.
Beside him, Master Jin was quite nervous, with uneasiness written all over his face.
He is the only one among the adopted sons of Long Gen who still remains in Heli Sheng.
This little fat man has always been smart. As soon as he saw that Long Gen was about to fall, he immediately switched to Yamamoto Masahito's side and became his assistant and strategist.
Master Jin wants to take the lead in being able to cleanly remove Thirteen and everyone in Beijiao from the club, turning them into losers.
Because of this great achievement, he was able to become one of the few members to follow Yamamoto Masahito and take over the position of white paper fan in the society.
After sorting it out again and hiding the cloud pattern in his sleeves, Yamamoto Masahito glanced at Master Jin in the mirror.
"What, are you nervous?"
Master Jin smiled awkwardly, "In the club, I have always stood behind the scenes. Let alone paying homage, even when the hotel was cutting the ribbon, I never stood in front and picked up the scissors."
"Oh?"
Yamamoto Masahito also laughed, "Don't worry, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to cut the ribbon on the hotel in the future, because we are all doing big projects.
Big hotels, exchanges, real estate companies, these are what we want to do.
Restaurant?How much money can you make in a year?Do you sell barbecued pork or salt-baked chicken? "
His words were obviously meant to make others laugh, so Master Jin also laughed in response, and the room was filled with a happy atmosphere for a while.
Until someone knocked gently on the door outside.
"Brother, Inspector Yan is here."
This Inspector Yan, of course, has the appearance.
Originally, he was the Chief Inspector of Kowloon District, and he was always called Chief Inspector wherever he went.
But today Thunder Tiger is also here, so others have to distinguish the two. One is the Chief Inspector of Kowloon District, and the other is Chief Inspector Zonghua. If they are compared, wouldn't it look embarrassing for both parties? Therefore, when the two of them are together, Yan Rong can only be called Detective, or to be more polite, he can be called Chief Yan.
In any situation, he looks like a thunder tiger, which makes his appearance quite depressed and angry. Therefore, even when he sees Yamamoto Masahito, he has a dark face.
Deep down, Yamamoto Masahito naturally looked down upon these well-educated gangsters who only knew how to extort money.
But now he is no longer a killer ronin, but the leader of a society. Mr. Smith wants him to get closer to these people, so he will hold his nose and get close to these people and keep in touch.
Moreover, dealing with these people is really a very simple matter. After all, no matter how much these police detectives pretend to be jealous and hateful, they are just trying to get more money.
Just as Yan Rong's purpose of coming to him today was definitely not to congratulate him.
Masahito Yamamoto habitually clasped his hands together and leaned against the door frame with a slight smile on his face.
He doesn't mean anything malicious, he's not annoying or anything, he's just relaxed.
But in Yan Rong's eyes, the smile looked sarcastic and teasing.
Then Yan Rong's face turned darker, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't care what you little mules are going to do, but next, I want to take the lion's share of the Kowloon reconstruction plan, and only [-]% will be given to me, which is too little. "
The [-]% he is talking about here is land development rights.
The redevelopment plan of the Kowloon Walled City is a big pie, with some sharing the money and others sharing the land.
Yan Rong thinks that he is a hard worker, so he cannot just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor, so what he wants is the development rights of the land.
Yamamoto Masahito still smiled and asked: "Sir Yan, how much do you want?"
Yan Rong held out a hand, "Fifty percent!"
As he spoke, he began to explain again before anyone else could react.
"Let's talk about it first. I want this [-]%, which is definitely not a big deal. This is a very reasonable price. It's extremely reasonable.
Do you think it is easy to launch such a big project on Hong Kong Island?Not easy at all! Do you know how many relationships I have to open up and how many affairs I have to coordinate?Just before I came, those foreign devils were still telling me that they were not going to approve this plan.
I told them, what to talk about, the prospects of this plan, the future, anyway, I almost burst into tears, and they finally agreed not to interfere for my sake.
If you say they won't interfere now, then who can say for sure in the future? These foreign devils will fall out faster than they can read a book. Just to maintain these relationships, I have to put in a lot of 's it, I get [-]%, is [-]% more?Not much at all! "
Master Jin stood behind and listened, his face getting darker and darker. When he was about to step forward to argue, Yamamoto Masahito reached out and stopped him.
Unlike Master Jin, the smile on Yamamoto Masahito's face remains unchanged.
He came closer to Yan Rong and said: "Sir Yan, everyone has difficulties in this matter. If there are no difficulties and risks in a thing, it means that it is not profitable.
You have paid a lot, and we all see it, but others have also done things and paid a lot. If you ask me to change my share now, it will be very difficult for me. "
"Difficult? Then don't do it!"
Yan Rong finally shook his sleeves with a dark face, turned around and left.
Just as he stretched out his steps, he noticed from the corner of his eye that no one was pulling him, and he turned around again, his face filled with dark clouds.
"Let me tell you this, it's very difficult for me to accomplish something, but it's very easy for me not to accomplish something.
Believe it or not, as long as I am in Kowloon District for one day, you will not be able to tear down even a brick in the Kowloon Walled City without my nod.
A bunch of short mules, think they can make a huge difference with a little dirty money?Whether you can make a fortune depends on whether we give it to you! "
There was no smile on Yamamoto Masahito's face. He glanced at him and said lightly: "Then you try not to give it. If you don't give it, I can't guarantee that Chief Yan and your family are safe."
"Fuck the leader! Damn it, Carrot Head, are you intimidating the police officers?"
Yan Rong immediately reached out and pulled out the gun, but as soon as he pulled out the gun, Ichika was in front of him, and the magazine on the gun was held by Masahito Yamamoto in the blink of an eye.
Cold sweat immediately broke out on his back, and his eyes were still wide open on his face, "What do you want?"
"I'm asking you what you want, Commander Yan!"
Yamamoto Masahito laughed and handed the magazine back to Yan Rong.
"In this way, I will give you another 200 million, and we will pretend that this incident has never happened. You can help me take care of the miscellaneous things in the police force. How about we continue to be friends?
You don't have to agree to it. When I talked about your family just now, I didn't mean to do anything to your family. I don't have the guts I mean is that from now on, your mother will have tea, and your children will have to take a boat across the sea to go to school. The sea is very rough, so be careful. "
"what do you mean?"
"My point is very obvious. You don't think you can sit still for the rest of your life in the position of Chief Inspector of Kowloon, right?"
Yamamoto Masahito's smile at this time actually contained a faint confidence and majesty of a superior person.
Yan Rong couldn't help but think of the last time, when he was drinking tea in the police station, he suddenly received an order from his superiors to personally lead a team to arrest Yin Xiu.
You must know that before this, unless he wanted to take pictures and publish them in newspapers, he had not personally done any of these tasks for many years.
After the failure, no one came to hold him accountable or make trouble for him. It seemed that the incident disappeared without a trace, and even the police force did not leave any relevant files.
Thinking of this, Yan Rong seemed to understand a little.
But he still said with a dark face: "Two million? Send a beggar away? I'm worth 200 million anyway!"
"250 million, we still have to live." Master Jin said expressionlessly from behind.
Yan Rong said impatiently: "I don't care, at least 350 million, otherwise we won't talk!"
At this time, Yamamoto Masahito suddenly took his hand, and the coldness on his palm spread directly into the latter's spinal cord, making him feel chilled all over.
"Everyone take a step back, 300 million, and be nice. You have face, and so do I. How about that?"
Yamamoto Masahito's words seemed to carry an irresistible intimidation. His face paused, and finally nodded: "Next week, bring 300 million in cash, that's it!"
After saying that, he walked out in a hurry and hurriedly walked out.
When Master Jin saw him walking away, he spat on the ground, "Damn, this bastard, I thought it would take 500 million to deal with him."
Yamamoto Masahito didn't take it seriously, "Isn't money just for spending? A few million can pay for a chief detective, which is not bad. Spend this money and wait for the completion of the Kowloon reconstruction plan, and it will be paid back soon. , nothing."
Master Jin nodded in agreement. Indeed, in front of the Kowloon reconstruction plan, everything else is nothing.
Especially some time ago, because of the big riot in the Kowloon boxing ring, everyone thought that the reconstruction plan had become a pile of waste paper.
Is it useful to have a lot of money at that time?It's of no use at all! Just when he was about to speak again, his subordinates ran in all the way and reported to Yamamoto Masahito: "Brother, the time has come, it's time to go to incense."
"it is good!"
Yamamoto Masahito nodded and walked out of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, several people were guarding there. They were dressed similarly to Masahito Yamamoto. They all wore eye-catching red belts. They were obviously people who wanted to worship with him.
Yamamoto Masahito smiled at those people, "Let's go!"
He took the lead to walk out of the ancestral hall, facing him, the sun was fierce, and the dark crowd cast their eyes on him, like thousands of sharp arrows.
(End of this chapter)