Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 33 Ah Rong escapes, Lin Yuanshan returns to Fengru Teahouse

As soon as Brother Shun said those words, Yu Tou Ming's face turned even blacker than the bottom of the pot.

They took my money, didn't get anything done, and now they want me to kick them while they're down?

How can anyone in this world behave so rudely?!

"Brother Shun, I'm sorry, I, Ming, can't agree to your request!" Turning around and sitting down, Yu Tou Ming grabbed a purple clay teapot and took a sip: "Keep the 500 yuan for your tea."

I have to lead my team out to collect debts later, so I won't have time to talk to you.

Zhao Deshun chuckled, reached into his pocket, pulled out a five-hundred-yuan note, slapped it on the table, and pushed it in front of Yu Tou Ming: "Ah Ming, you may have misunderstood."

The money can be refunded.

But taking the blame is non-negotiable!

Either you come back with me and persuade your uncle to cooperate.

Either I'll pretend I don't know you and follow the rules of the miscellaneous servants' quarters.

I'm afraid... I'm afraid your uncle will suffer a lot in the future."

……

An hour later.

Fish Head Ming, his face flushed, returned to the ground in a huff from the Sham Shui Po Police Station.

Several henchmen followed him cautiously, not daring to breathe too loudly, for fear that if they did, Ming would become their punching bag.

"Fuck your mother! Fuck your mother! Fuck your mother!" With his hands on his hips, Yu Tou Ming cursed a few times in the direction of the Sham Shui Po Police Station, then grabbed a purple clay teapot and smashed it to pieces: "What are you so great about, cops?"

They were brothers when they were collecting fees, but now they've turned on me and treat me like a godson!

The group of Fuk Yee Hing henchmen dared not step forward, and all lowered their heads and retreated, fearing that they would become the target of the boss's wrath.

However, this meant that while Yu Tou Ming was on his way to the police station with Shun Ge,

Ah Rong, who came to talk to him about the Hexing Factory, was quite eye-catching, being both bald and lame.

Yu Tou Ming sized him up a few times, then asked with an annoyance, "Who are you? I don't recognize you. Do you have a henchman like you?"

"Ming-ge, it's me!"

"It's that lame old man, Ah Rong, who used to help you two uncles and nephews make black plastic materials on the back mountain of Dawoping Village." Ah Rong bowed slightly and said with a smile.

Yu Tou Ming nodded, finally recognizing him.

Available in the next second.

"Damn it, it was you, you piece of trash."

With a slap, Ah Rong stumbled and fell to the ground.

Yu Tou Ming, now enraged, pulled up a stool, sat down, and shouted, "What are you doing here at a time like this, instead of staying at the factory?"

"Ming-ge, it's like this."

"I heard that Supervisor Yu had an accident, and the factory just ran out of materials." Ah Rong got up from the ground and stammered, "So, I came to ask you how the factory should arrange its operations going forward?"

"Take it! There's going to be a future?"

"My uncle will be in jail for at least seven or eight years this time!" Yu Tou Ming's anger flared up again, and he glared at Ah Rong and cursed, "Without him, there would be no waste materials, and the factory would have no way to operate."

You'll have to find your own way. Don't expect to easily collect 120 dollars a month like before.

Ah Rong nodded and quickly put down the factory keys: "Well, Ming-ge."

"I'm handing you the factory keys. All the tools and equipment are here. I've left the last batch of smuggled materials in the usual spot. Send someone over to take over. I'm leaving now."

Yu Tou Ming disgustedly put away the keys and waved at A Rong: "Get lost, get lost, seeing you annoys me."

Ah Rong didn't dare linger. He bowed and scraped to the other Fuk Yee Hing thugs present, then, dragging his limp leg, quickly turned and left the gang hideout converted from a warehouse at the Sham Shui Po pier.

A few dozen meters away, in a narrow alley.

Tie Tou stood alone at the alley entrance, and every ten seconds or so, he would look up at Yu Tou Ming's tuodi.

Fortunately, just as Tie Tou was about to lose his composure, Ah Rong finally appeared at the dock and quickly ran towards him.

Covered in sweat, Ah Rong excitedly rushed into the alley: "Brother Tie Tou, I'm safe!"

"That's good. Let's go quickly, Young Master Yuan is waiting for us at Fengru Tea House." Tie Tou breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Fengru Tea House, second floor.

Today was Lin Yuanshan's second visit. He still chose the same private room opened by Sister Qiaoru, the same one with a window facing the street, just like last time.

The only difference was that this time, Lin Yuanshan didn't ask Qiaoru to serve Pu'er tea, but instead ordered a pot of Phoenix Dancong tea.

With skillful hands, she brews tea; a level red clay teapot, water flowing from its spout like oil.

Guan Yu patrolling the city, Han Xin reviewing his troops...

The entire process of brewing Gongfu tea was smooth and pleasing to the eye, making Lin Yuanshan nod repeatedly: "Sister Ru, your tea brewing skills are very good, but could you please not have such a tense face?"

We've gotten to know each other better over time, and we can now be considered friends.

"I'm a customer here today, and with your sour face, even the best tea won't taste good to me."

With a bang, Qiaoru placed the teapot on the Zhang kiln teapot stand: "No! I, Qiaoru, am not worthy of your high position, Young Master Yuan!"

Over the years, I have used me to find people for jobs, people for daily work, and people for arranging residence.

There were at least eighty, if not a hundred, and not a single person ever quit after less than three days of work.

Not to mention, this job cost you two hundred yuan…

She stopped mid-sentence, because she remembered that she had later given the 200 yuan that Lin Yuanshan had given her to Xiaotu.

If the complaints continue, it could be seen as an attempt to undermine Lin Yuanshan.

If the guy on the other side misunderstands and thinks that she said so much in order to get back the two hundred yuan, wouldn't that make her seem petty?

People of the martial world live a life of chivalry and vengeance.

Qiaoru, though a woman, possessed a chivalrous spirit, which allowed her to thrive at Fengru Teahouse.

She fell silent, but Lin Yuanshan spoke up: "Alright, alright, Sister Ru is concerned about me and worried that I won't have a livelihood after leaving the Shek Kip Mei branch factory. I appreciate your concern."

"Come, have some tea, calm down first. I have something I'd like to ask you for help with later."

"What? You need my help?" Qiaoru picked up her vermilion teacup, tilted her head back and drank it down, then stood up, pressing down on the tea table. "I'm sorry, I can't help you. It's on me today, please excuse me."

Qiaoru, terrified by Lin Yuanshan, couldn't stay a second longer. She got up and left the private room, her mid-heeled shoes clicking as she quickly descended the stairs.

Lin Yuanshan curled his lip: "You're treating? Then when that glutton Tie Tou arrives, he'll be in for a treat!"

An hour later, in the private room where Lin Yuanshan was, they ordered 10 baskets each of shrimp dumplings and chicken feet.

As for other dishes like honeycomb tripe, siu mai, and rice noodle rolls, they were steamed in stacks of steamers, making it impossible to count the total number of servings.

The girl pushing the snack cart couldn't handle the load and hurriedly called for help to inform Qiaoru.

Qiaoru strode up the stairs to the private room, where she saw Lin Yuanshan sitting with his legs crossed, a cigarette between his fingers, reading a copy of the "Industrial and Commercial Daily".

Tie Tou and A Rong sat facing each other, one on each side, their mouths greasy with food.

Seeing her come in, Tie Tou chuckled and said, "I heard from Young Master Yuan that you're treating us today, Sister Ru. Thank you."