Chapter 270

For this, Fourth Master was worried for a period of time and even prepared for the possibility of not having a grandson.

"Dad, you don't need to tell me; I will seize the opportunity."

Li Ruolan said confidently.

There were so many rich young masters in Hong Kong, many of whom had pursued Li Ruolan, but Li Ruolan never even looked at these people.

Li Ruolan had high spirits and had no interest in men who couldn't even compare to her ability.

As early as a few months ago, when she saw Seeing Ni Yongyao's successful deeds one after another in the newspaper news, Li Ruolan became interested in Seeing Ni Yongyao.

And after meeting him, she was even more attracted by Seeing Ni Yongyao's temperament and facial features at a glance.

"As long as you know what you're doing."

Fourth Master felt relieved.

Three days later.

A cargo ship arrived in Hong Kong.

It was the White Widow, along with a batch of acid-free paper and color-shifting ink transported over.

Then the White Widow let her men send the goods to a warehouse, which was the location specified by Painter.

Then she drove to the Ni family manor herself.

It had been a while since they met, and the White Widow had long been starving.

Ni family manor.

The White Widow saw Seeing Ni Yongyao and pounced on him without any pleasantries.

It wasn't until a few hours later that she calmed down.

"Phew—"

Seeing Ni Yongyao lit a cigar and took a deep puff.

Looking at the White Widow sleeping soundly beside him, he sighed that the combat power of Russian women was indeed powerful.

And working around the clock for these few days, it was only because Seeing Ni Yongyao had four times the physical strength; otherwise, an ordinary person would have been unable to take it long ago.

Another half hour passed before the White Widow woke up.

"Tidy up; Painter will be here soon."

Seeing Ni Yongyao said.

The White Widow made a lazy sound from her nasal cavity, then dressed neatly, combed her hair, and soon restored herself to the elegant noblewoman she usually was.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The door was knocked.

"Come in."

The door opened, and Kong Sang came in and said: "Master, Painter has arrived; he is in the reception room."

Seeing Ni Yongyao nodded and took the White Widow out of the bedroom.

In the reception room.

"Painter, her name is White Widow, a Russian intermediary; from now on, she will be responsible for raw materials."

Seeing Ni Yongyao introduced.

"I've heard of her great name and have always wanted to make contact, but unfortunately, I didn't find an opportunity; I didn't expect that we would become partners now."

Painter smiled and said.

"As for the specific split, you two discuss it; I won't participate."

Seeing Ni Yongyao leaned on the sofa, smoking his cigar on his own.

No matter how many people entered the game, his 50% profit share was unshakable.

The White Widow and Painter soon reached a result; this was only because Seeing Ni Yongyao was present; otherwise, involving huge profits, it wouldn't have been so easy to decide.

The final result was that the White Widow took 15%, and Painter took 35%.

This result made everyone happy; the White Widow could get a considerable profit, and although Painter paid a lot, he didn't have to worry about raw materials.

And he could also use the White Widow's connections in Russia, which was also a sure-win business.

Under these circumstances, counterfeit money production soon officially began.

After all, it was Painter's family business, and he was long familiar with the process; not long after, the first batch of counterfeit money was produced.

The target of imitation was naturally US dollars.

Painter sold this batch of counterfeit money through family channels very quickly.

Hengda Financial Company.

This company was a financial company on the surface, but underground it had a counterfeit money production factory, producing countless counterfeit money every day, and was also the largest counterfeit money group in Hong Kong.

General Manager's office.

Boss Yao (from the movie 'A Better Tomorrow') had a very bad complexion; recently, their business had become increasingly difficult to do.

"F***, I let you manage the business; look at what it's become? The transaction volume is getting lower and lower; how do you expect me to report to headquarters?

What the f*** are you doing?"

Boss Yao slapped the table and cursed.

Standing in front of Boss Yao was a middle-aged man with a gloomy look in his eyes, named Tan Cheng, who was mainly responsible for managing the counterfeit money business.

"Mr. Yao, please give me some time; I will find a way."

Tan Cheng suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"In short, you must solve this matter, otherwise get the f*** out!"

After Boss Yao finished speaking, he walked straight out of the office; when passing by Tan Cheng, he patted the latter's shoulder and reminded: "You'd better hurry up, otherwise if headquarters asks for accountability, neither of us will be able to run."

Tan Cheng nodded with an ashen face.

After Boss Yao left, Tan Cheng's face looked a bit better, then he sat down in the boss's chair and crossed his legs.

Tan Cheng was originally just a small character; it was only after he framed his boss Song Zihao a few years ago that he slowly reached his current position.

"One day, I'll make you kneel on the ground and eat shit."

Tan Cheng looked at the direction Boss Yao left and gritted his teeth.

However, venting was one thing, but he still had to find a way to solve the problem.

What Tan Cheng feared wasn't Boss Yao, but the headquarters of the counterfeit money group above Boss Yao.

Hengda Financial Company was just a branch in Hong Kong; Tan Cheng knew very well that once headquarters sent people over, he would definitely be the one to suffer.

Therefore, Tan Cheng immediately called his henchman over and asked him to investigate who the person who had emerged in the counterfeit money market recently was.

"Dare to steal business from me? Once I find out your background, it will be your doomsday."

Tan Cheng puffed on a cigarette, intense killing intent appearing in his eyes.

A few days later.

Kwun Tong, a hidden factory.

Looking from the outside, the factory was dilapidated and had long been abandoned.

But inside, it was a different scene.

Painter used this place as a processing plant for producing counterfeit money; his several henchmen were busy around the intaglio printing press, producing a large amount of counterfeit money every moment.

Looking at those green US dollars, a satisfied expression appeared in Painter's eyes.

This was the first time Painter had made counterfeit money so easily; the reason was naturally the cooperation with Seeing Ni Yongyao and the White Widow, which meant he didn't need to worry about safety and raw materials.

At this time, around the factory, there were many patrolling black-suited killers; these were the people Seeing Ni Yongyao had sent to protect them.

And leading these killers was Black Caesar.

Meanwhile.

Five vans drove outside the factory.

The vans stopped not far from the factory, the doors opened, and dozens of gunmen got out of the cars; these people held various weapons, including handguns, shotguns, submachine guns, etc.

"The boss ordered, after killing our way in later, don't let anyone go, slaughter them all."

Tan Cheng's henchman, A-Guang, said.

After speaking, A-Guang waved his handgun and led all the gunmen to sneak toward the factory.

It was just that they had only just arrived near the factory when they encountered an accident.