Hong Kong movies: What era is this? Are you still playing the dwarf mule game?

Chapter 172

"Mr. Lin, long time no see." Daquanbao looked at Lin Yi with a complicated expression.

In the past, Lin Yi was just an inconspicuous gangster, but now, he can be on equal footing with himself.

Of course, this kind of equality is not about status, but the weight in the hearts of those big guys above.

However, Daquanbao did not have any jealousy in his heart.

Because he knew that in that environment, it was too difficult to do what Lin Yi did, from a gangster with nothing to today's position in such a short time.

He asked himself that he could not do it like Lin Yi. Therefore, for Lin Yi's rise, Daquanbao only admired and envied him a little.

Think about it, everything Lin Yi did, whether it was building a submarine channel for refined oil, opening a clothing factory, or promoting cultural exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the four places... every one of them was amazing.

More importantly, he also solved the legal identity problem for hundreds of "construction workers".

However, facing the big leopard, Lin Yi said with a smile: "Shi Sir, why are you so formal? We just met two months ago. I feel a little uneasy when you call me Mr. Lin now.

How about you call me Ayi instead? It sounds better to me this way."

Hearing Lin Yi's words, the big leopard's expression froze a little, then he laughed at himself and said "Ayi."

Without the arrogance of the gangsters, especially the arrogance of the newborn calf gangsters, the big leopard suddenly felt that he could not see through Lin Yi.

At the same time, Yang Fan also greeted the major officer.

"Brother Jun, long time no see. Grandpa has been taking care of you all these years."

"Don't say that. It is our responsibility and honor to protect the chief. I have learned a lot from following the chief." Liang Weijun said calmly.

This is a very contemporary name.

Weijun, Weihua, Jianguo, Jianmin, Jianjun...

Although the voice was calm, it still couldn't hide his admiration for Yang Fan.

As the grandson of the old man, the third generation of the family, Yang Fan didn't have the dandy air of those children from the big courtyards.

On the contrary, after Yang Fan joined the army, he started from the grassroots and stepped up to the position of the commander of the reconnaissance battalion step by step.

While concealing his identity, he won the second place in a military competition.

It can be said that all that Yang Fan has achieved now is his own efforts and has nothing to do with the old man Yang.

However, as for what will happen in the future, it is hard to say.

The school-level officer may be the ceiling of many ordinary officers in their lifetime, but for Yang Fan, this is just his starting point.

"Hurry up and go in, the commander has been waiting for you for a long time." Liang Weijun said.

"Thank you, brother Jun. After we finish the work, I will take you out to have a good look at this colorful world. It must be boring for you to follow the old man all the time.

Now I make a lot of money. The money I get in a month is several times higher than that of the old man." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Maybe when he was in Hong Kong Island, his nerves were too tense. He was always afraid of failure of the mission or any mistakes, thus disappointing everyone's expectations of them.

Now he just needs to relax.

Hearing that Young Master Yang was so generous, Liang Weijun didn't say much, but just smiled and nodded.

In the meeting room.

The old man was staring at a map hanging on the wall.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Young Master Yang changed his temperament of a soldier in the past. In front of the old man, he was still the little boy who loved to act like a spoiled child.

However, facing his own grandson, the old man just nodded lightly.

"You've gotten darker and fatter. Have you continued to train? Have you caused any trouble over there, causing trouble for Lin Xiaoyou?"

Yang Fan:...

What's going on?

My old man actually called Lin Yi Xiaoyou?

Doesn't that mean that I have to call Lin Yi uncle in the future?

Yang Fan, who was originally excited to see his grandfather, quickly fell in color.

Seeing Yang Fan, whose face was like constipation, Lin Yi suddenly said with interest: "Nephew, call me uncle and let me hear it."

Yang Fan:...

I misjudged you.

I treat you as my boss, but you want to be my uncle?

Seeing Yang Fan's embarrassed expression, Lin Yi suddenly laughed: "Brother Fan, don't mind, it's just a joke."

The grandfather and grandson chatted about daily life for a while, and then the old man said: "Xiao Fan, you guys go out first, I have something to talk to Ayi about."

Hearing the old man's words, Yang Fan pointed to his nose in disbelief.

Did he hear it wrong? His own grandfather wanted to drive him out?

However, the old man ignored Yang Fan's expression and said calmly: "Why, the old man can't order you little bastard?"

Is he disliked by his own grandfather?

It's really a mess. It's a different feeling in my heart.

Yang Fan was stunned for three or five seconds, and saw that the old man didn't seem to be joking.

"Tsk, what's the big deal? I'm not free to stay. I'm going to go to Jun to go to the bar."

Leaving a word, Yang Fan walked out of the door silently, and then closed the door very sincerely.

Oh my God, this is really unfair. Is he a biological child?

Yang Fan went out, and Gong Wei and Xu Zhengyang followed him out.

At this time, only Mr. Yang and Lin Yi were left in the meeting room.

"Ayi, tell me, what's going on?" The old man pointed at the pages of weapon lists on the table and looked at Lin Yi with interest.

Lin Yi smiled awkwardly.

"Old man, listen to my quibbling. In fact, the matter is like this..."

Then, Lin Yi told the old man everything about his lack of arms, and then went to Johnny Wang to buy them, but got in touch with Jiang Lang, and finally got in touch with Cage.

After listening to Lin Yi's story, the old man was somewhat silent.

As a big boss on the intelligence front, who is behind Cage, old man Yang naturally knows in his heart.

However, he never thought that Cage, a big arms dealer active in the international arena, would actually look at the order of a Hong Kong Island gangster. This is really a mosquito that does not dislike little meat.

This kind of agent who specializes in doing dirty things not only avoids international political risks, but also can make real money.

Apart from the bad reputation, they will not let go of the benefits they deserve.

But think about it, it's just like that. If you choose to be an international arms broker, what's the point of having a good reputation?

The world is not peaceful. Wars are happening every minute and every second in some places.

And a large part of the "credit" for providing these war conditions should be attributed to these international arms brokers.

To paraphrase a classic saying, if umbrella sellers can control the weather, there will be no day without rain in this world.