Lianxianglou, Yuecheng City, has been passed down for a hundred years and originated in the late Qing Dynasty. It is one of the oldest teahouses in Yuecheng. The snacks inside include egg tarts, rice noodles, shrimp dumplings, and boat porridge, which are all important components of Nanyue culture.

Quan Qingli is an authentic local from Guangdong City. His influence is not limited to the loan shark business, but is full of all kinds of people with his shadow, and his relationship is very deep.

However, he is now older and follows the doctor's advice and maintains the habit of eating less and more meals every day, so he often goes to a Lianxianglou branch near Quzhuang for midnight snacks at night.

This Lianxiang Building has a history of decades. In terms of decoration, the door, hall and the back seat are scattered around the central axis, supplemented by antique mahogany interior, which runs through the Cantonese architectural style.

"Fuzai, the old rules." Quan Qingli walked up to the teahouse on the second floor with a smile, followed by two younger brothers.

"No problem, a cup of chicken feet and lily soup, a plate of shrimp intestines, and a case of roast goose." The clerk from Lianxianglou shouted and walked over briskly: "What tea do you drink today by Mao Ye."

"Pu'er." After Quan Qingli sat down, he took off the jasper ring on his finger and gently played with it.

"Wow, Master Mao, your ring is so bright, it blinds my eyes."

Lianxiang Building usually closes at 10 o'clock, but this store waits until 11 o'clock to serve Quan Qingli alone, so Quan Qingli is very familiar with this store.

"You're just talking too much." Quan Qingli shook his head and cursed with a smile.

After a while, the snacks were served. Looking at the delicious food just released on the table, Quan Qingli shook his head and sang Guangdong accent with satisfaction: "Food is the most important thing for people, and food is the most important thing for people..."

Suddenly, the decades-old staircase sounded "creaking, creaking", and it seemed that someone was going upstairs.

The two little brothers looked on alert, and then looked at Quan Laomao with a look of surprise.

I saw three people walking up the corner of the stairs. One was young and heroic, with a heavy face. His black windbreaker set off his tall figure. The two people behind him were cold and the other was unruly.

"Boss Xiong came here so late, so he wanted to have midnight snacks with me." Seeing that it was Xiong Baizhou, Quan Qingli put down the tableware and greeted her.

"Okay, I really haven't had dinner tonight." Xiong Baizhou had a peaceful smile on his face.

When Quan Qingli's younger brother faced this boss, he wanted to stop him, but felt guilty. But when he let Xiong Baizhou go there, he seemed to have not played the role of being a horse-boy.

In a dilemma, Quan Qingli waved his hand: "You guys also open a table and invite Brother Chen and Brother Xiao Sheng to have tea."

"What do you want to eat with a big bear?"

"I'm not picky about food, just like Master Mao's."

Quan Qingli nodded: "Fuzai, please give me another copy according to this standard."

After Xiong Baizhou's portion came up, Quan Qingli picked up the spoon and said, "Please."

The two big men from the underground world of Guangdong City just ate this, neither of them spoke, and they paid attention to the food. Quan Laomao was a very patient person, but the more important Xiong Baizhou encountered, the more peaceful the mood.

After eating this meal for 40 minutes, Sheng Yuanqing was a little anxious. Instead, Chen Qingyun walked to the stairs after finishing her meal, waiting calmly.

"Brother Chen is very alert and has to keep the stairs personally. No wonder he can't even lift Yang Rong's head." Quan Laomao looked at Chen Qingyun and couldn't help but praise.

Quan Laomao had something to say. It took only an hour before Xiong Baizhou came from that farm. He already knew everything that happened there. It was indeed a bit of a magical skill.

Xiong Baizhou smiled, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of thick tea for Quan Qingli: "Drink tea first."

"Well."

The two of them were both slow and slow, with their ancient tables and chairs and stable expressions. If they hadn't known their identities, they would be a leisurely leisure like "beating chess pieces and falling from lanterns".

Then he drank a pot of tea again. When Xiong Baizhou was about to call another pot, Quan Laomao smiled and pressed the teapot: "Boss Xiong, just tell me what purpose he is. The old man can't urinate at night when he drinks tea."

Hearing this sentence, Xiong Baizhou's face gradually became deeper and his words were horrifying.

"Geng Biao's hotel in Chepi, the food street in Jiangnanxi, and the territory of Baima Clothing City belong to you. I only want the bar on the other side of Yanjiang Road."

Xiong Baizhou actually started to divide Geng Biao's territory directly.

However, Quan Qingli had no surprise expression, as if he felt that Geng Biao's defeat was completely expected, but instead bargained: "Big Boss Xiong always poached the most valuable piece."

After Xiong Baizhou finished talking about this condition, he lit a cigarette without saying a word and waited slowly.

Quan Laomao's eyelids drooped, as if he was about to sleep. Half a minute later, he slowly said: "No profit, no early, what do you want, big boss, bear?"

"The address of driver Geng Biao's hometown."

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"Master, are you really standing on the side of Big Boss Bear?"

After Xiong Baizhou and his group left, Quan Qingli's mascot couldn't help asking.

Quan Laomao glanced at him with dissatisfaction: "I am not standing on Xiong Baizhou, I am only standing on the other end of the winner."

"Will Geng Biao definitely lose?"

"Yang Rong will definitely go down and sell salted eggs. Whatever Geng Biao ends up depends on what image Xiong Baizhou wants to create for himself." Quan Qingli saw it very thoroughly.

However, his maid was a little suspicious, and Quan Laomao couldn't help but curse: "Don't see that Geng Biao has no losses tonight, Yang Rong is also alive, but they are just as stupid as you."

"Xiong Baizhou is the real brain-eating person. You see, the Sihai Property he created is simply finding a legal explanation for various behaviors. Such a person is brain-eating and courageous. How could Geng Biao be the opponent?"

Quan Qingli paused for a moment and continued, "Xiong Baizhou wanted to do something and was stopped at night. He knew that even if he had no evidence, even if Yang Rong was moved, it would easily cause hostility from other bigwigs in the world, so he asked me for this address."

Geng Biao's younger brother was still very confused: "What are you doing?"

Quan Laomao shook his head helplessly: "You are so stupid that you can't cure. How long did Yang Rong just return to Yuecheng? He must have a helper if he can block Song Shihao."

"Mao Ye, are you saying that Geng Biao's driver is the helper who leads the way?"

Quan Qingli saw his subordinates gradually awakening and nodded: "And I also received the news that when Song Shihao was hospitalized, Geng Biao's driver had already bought a plane ticket and returned to his hometown. Do you think it was a coincidence?"

"With this driver's testimony, Geng Biao and Yang Rong have no reason to argue. Geng Biao can't beat Xiong Baizhou, and he doesn't take any reason this time, so his territory will definitely not be able to be kept."

Speaking of this, Quan Qingli couldn't help but touch the jade ring: "I'm a pair of leopards, and I'll lose if you want to say that?"

The horseman was a little incredible: "What do you mean is that Xiong Baizhou went to catch the driver himself? It's nearly 2,000 kilometers from Jibei."

"So, no one will really think of this, and Geng Biao will never think of it." Quan Qingli couldn't help but sigh: "It's thousands of kilometers back and forth, and it's snowing in northern Hebei now. It's really amazing."

"But if you really want to be caught, you will kill people and be heartbroken."

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Quan Qingli guessed that he was right. At this time, a black Passat was heading north, and the three people who had just been in Lianxianglou.

Xiong Baizhou is calling: "Old Liu, I have something to do in the past two days, so I'll ask you about the company..."

Sheng Yuanqing was driving, and waited for Xiong Baizhou to hang up the phone and asked, "Brother Xiong, let's just break up Geng Biao and catch the driver."

Xiong Baizhou lit a cigarette and slowly sniffed a few sips: "It's easy to break up Geng Biao, but it offended everyone, and there will be obstacles in doing business in the future."

"So this time, I not only want to defeat Geng Biao, but also to defeat others."

In the darkness, Xiong Baizhou's eyes were sharp and cold.

"Lingling" phone suddenly remembered.

Xiong Baizhou looked at it and it was called by Zhang Hao from the hospital.

"Brother Xiong, Sister Qiao said that Xiao New Year is coming soon, and she said she would wait for you to come back to have the New Year's Eve dinner together."
Chapter completed!