During the period when Qiao Wen went to Vietnam, Lin Zihui was looking at the store. Originally, in order to save rent, he planned to find a store under Lin Zhaoming, but wasn’t satisfied with the location.

After Qiao Wen came back for a few days, the two of them left early and went back late and finally settled on a store in Tsim Sha Tsui Commercial Street.

The area was not large, but the rent was extremely expensive, costing tens of thousands in a year. Now, Mingyue Factory’s accounts were just enough to pay the workers’ wage, and this rent is astronomical for them.

Luckily, Lin Zihui created a new brand and got a start-up fund from his father, but after paying the rent deposit, there was not much left.

So much so that Master Hui couldn’t make a decision after he took a fancy to this store.

Seeing his hesitation, Qiao Wen dragged him to the sidewalk outside the store, and pointed to a few foreign brands nearby: “See? Mengzhen opening here means it’s on the same level as these big brands.” He pointed to the well-dressed urban men and women who came and went on the road, “and these people are all potential consumers of Mengzhen.”

Lin Zihui envisioned the future in his head, thinking that Mengzhen would one day become a brand pursued by the city’s elites, and his heart was surging, and he patted Qiao Wen on the shoulder: “Okay, just rent this one.”

Of course, when signing the contract, Young Master Hui’s hand still trembled for a long time.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed. Qiao Wen went out early and returned late. In order to maintain this body, he basically went home to rest and go to bed. And Chen Jianan, who has just become the red stick of Hexing Club, was also very busy these days. Because of the particularity of his work, he often has night actions and comes home later and later. So much so that the two often could not meet for several days.

As a result, Chen Jianan transformed into a bat and crawled into Qiao Wen’s window in the middle of the night, and touched Qiao Wen’s bed more and more often while he was sleeping.

Often, Qiao Wen woke up in the morning and saw himself next to a sleeping man.

More than a month later, Hong Kong City entered early winter from early autumn. Of course, there was no winter in tropical cities. The so-called winter was just a day on the calendar, and Qiao Wen finally got an early day off work.

Before 6 o’clock, he came to the Long Sister-in-law’s Beef shop where he had made an appointment with Chen Jianan before parting in the morning. But someone was prior to him, hogging a small table all by himself, and was waiting for him with his legs crossed, and when he saw the person approaching, he immediately waved his hand with a smile on his face: “Xiao Qiao!”

Qiao Wen lips curled up, walked over and sat down opposite him: “When did you get here?”

Chen Jianan: “Just arrived, there is no work today.”

As the two were talking, Mrs. Long brought two bowls of offal on the table. When Chen Jianan passed the chopsticks to Qiao Wen, Qiao Wen saw two fresh scars on his arm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, took the chopsticks, and casually asked about his “work” situation: “What have you been doing recently?”

Chen Jianan picked up a piece of beef mince and sent it into his mouth, saying carelessly: “Just going out to collect accounts and discussing territory matters with a few small organizations outside.”

Qiao Wen knew that his so-called “discussion” was probably to use force to grab territory. Nowadays, the public security in Hong Kong City was chaotic. Almost every block has gangs who dominate the situation. If you grab a territory, you could get more protection fees.

Zhao Shanhai had already planned to expand the society, but Hexing Society, which only covered the sky with one hand in the walled city, was actually a small society outside the walled city. It was not easy to get a piece of the pie from outside.

Chen Jianan must be doing this difficult task now.

Qiao Wen asked again: “The injury on your hand was from fighting with someone?”

Chen Jianan glanced at the scar on his elbow, and said disapprovingly: “I went over to Temple Street to collect gambling accounts, and there was a conflict with some of the street clubs over there. Don’t worry it’s fine, a few people on the other side were beaten up by me like grandsons.”

Qiao Wen laughed and said in a faint voice: “Brother Nan, I know you’re good at fighting, but don’t get addicted to it.”

Chen Jianan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that Qiao Wen didn’t love him fighting. Blame it on the fact that in this month or so, all of the work given to him by Lord Leopard had to rely on his fists.. The frequency of fighting twice in the past three days has made him accustomed to it. Now that he heard Qiao Wen’s reminder, he reacted suddenly and said: “Don’t worry, I have a sense of measure.”

Although the two had less time to meet each other during this period of time, Qiao Wen had actually heard about what he had done. In less than two months, he-the newly appointed red stick was now in the limelight in Hexing Society. Occasionally, on the road, one could hear children saying with adoration “How is pretty boy Nan”.

With his ability it was the most suitable path, and now he no longer needs to hide his clumsiness, he was as comfortable as a fish in water. However, it was a long way if he takes this path too often, he will embark on a road that is harmful to nature and is also a dead end.

Qiao Wen raised his head and glanced at him with a smile: “You also have to be careful yourself. Swords and guns do not have eyes. No matter how good you’re skills are, you can’t guarantee that you will be in danger.”

At this moment, Scar and a few horses also came to eat the offal. Seeing Chen Jianan, he first became stiff, and then showed a big smile, walked forward and took out a cigarette, bowed down and offered it with both hands. On the top, one mouthful one “Brother Nan”, doing everything he could to flatter.

Chen Jianan took the cigarette casually, raised his eyelids and glanced at him contemptuously, and said, “It’s all right, don’t disturb me eating.”

“Okay, Brother Nan you and your brother eat slowly.” Scar and the younger brothers retreated.

In just two months, handsome boy Nan, who was unable to support himself, turned into a hot red boss of Hexing Society.

It can be seen that the world is unpredictable.