Chapter 159 Huangquan Island

A person's life is always full of risks and pressure, and the higher the value, the greater the pressure. At this moment, the God of Wealth is the case.

As the highest leader of Huangquan Ghost City, he must take every action and every plan.

The auction of the ghost axe box is the biggest opportunity and the most favorable one in Huangquan Ghost City. Of course, it is also the most risky opportunity. In particular, the God of Wealth integrates the appearance plan of the new headquarters with the auction of the ghost axe treasure box, which further interprets the true meaning of risk and interests.

The God of Wealth made the last phone call. For so many years, each of the super-rich with the Underworld Order has maintained close contact with him, and this auction of the ghost axe treasure box has caught the appetite of all the super-rich. Except for one of them, who really can't attend because foreign business has just been on track, Others have developed a strong interest in the auction of the ghost axe box.

The God of Wealth lit a cigarette with relief, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the phone of Heifeng.

At this moment, Heifeng is sitting on the 20th floor of Haitiancheng Hotel. He is counting the attendance rate of the latest Netherworld Order holders.

Seeing the phone call from the God of Wealth, Heifeng quickly answered it.

"Boss."

"How's the staffing arrangement?" The God of Wealth asked slowly.

Heifeng looked at the computer and said seriously, "Eighty percent of the people have arrived at Huangquan Island, and the remaining 20% are also starting to be transported in an orderly manner. Boss, don't worry, we have dispatched eight helicopters, and we will definitely be able to transport everyone to Huangquan Island before dawn tomorrow."

The God of Wealth nodded, "Very good. The auction of the ghost axe treasure box is scheduled for tomorrow night. I believe that this is not only a grand event in Huangquan Ghost City, but also a grand event in the whole underground auction house, but also a grand event in the whole antique world."

The God of Wealth, no matter how worried he is, he can always boost morale in front of his subordinates, which is very necessary for a leader.

Heifeng was always a little worried, but when he heard the God of Wealth say so, he was much relieved.

The God of Wealth took a sip of a cigarette and slowly said again, "This time, you and Bai Feng have both worked hard. Bai Feng is the master, you are the master. To be honest, Hei Feng, for so many years, the most important thing for me is the three people in Huangquan ghosts. You, Bai Feng, and Lao Zhang, you can say that you have supported most of the Huangquan ghosts. Shan, after this ghost axe treasure box auction, I will definitely reward you.

"Boss, for so many years, is there only money between us?" The black wind said emotionally.

The God of Wealth laughed and said, "Hei Feng, I understand what you said. Reward is a must. The three of you, in my eyes, are not employees, let alone subordinates. You are all my brothers. This will never change."

A leader who can convince his men is half successful.

"This time, you are really working too hard, especially Bai Feng. Huangquan Island has just been shown in front of the world. Everything in it is managed by Bai Feng himself. It is really not easy to deal with such a big stall. I heard that in the past few years, he has sent his wife and son to the United States for work, hehe, This guy is a workaholic.

The God of Wealth muttered.

"Bai Feng has really been working hard in the past few years!" The black wind said with admiration.

"Don't be modest, black wind. It's not easy to do things outside. Over the years, aren't you still born and dead?" The God of Wealth smiled and said, "Okay. It doesn't affect your work. I will fly to Huangquan Island early tomorrow morning. At that time, let's have a good chat and pay attention to the person who gave us the box at the beginning. I haven't found his existence yet. Isn't he going to come this time?

Hei Feng nodded, "Boss, according to my inference, he will definitely come."

"I hope so!" After all, the God of Wealth still showed his worries in front of the black wind.

Heifeng hung up the phone and picked up the walkie-talkie on the table. "Helicopter No. 7 will return immediately. Xiao Zhang, you go and invite the guests in Room 17. Hurry up. Be sure to transport all the people to Huangquan Island before dawn."

"I understand, Director Feng!"

There was an energetic voice from the walkie-talkie.

Heifeng put down the walkie-talkie and silently lit a cigarette. Just as he said to the God of Wealth, his feelings for Huangquan Ghost and the God of Wealth are not just a relationship of interests. Heifeng dedicated his whole body and mind to Huangquan Ghost, so he will never allow Huangquan Ghosts to be at this jucle. If something happens, it is absolutely not allowed.

With the idea of getting along, the yellow finch and Wang Pao really ate and drank solidly for a long time last night. Wang Pao was a little drunk, but the yellow finch was always sober. However, at the moment near dawn, he still fell asleep in a daze.

When the first ray of sunlight hit the window in the morning, the yellow finch was already awake. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the room and looked at the new headquarters of Huangquan Guidu, Huangquan Island, again.

Huangquan Island is not very large, and the area of development only accounts for one-third of the whole road. Choosing this island, Huangquan Ghosts must have gone through a long period of observation and research. The most worrying thing about building a house on the island is the problem of seawater.

It can be seen that the geographical environment of Huangquan Island is very superior. The two-thirds that has not been developed is definitely not due to the economic problems of Huangquan Ghost City, but that two-thirds of the places are not suitable for building buildings at all, and this area will never be greatly affected by the weather.

The yellow finch looked out of the window and began to look at the whole island.

The sky is already bright, and the vision is wider than at night.

The sea breeze outside the window blows coolly, with a unique fishy smell in the ocean, which makes people feel refreshed. On the beach, there are already early risers, laughing and running barefoot. Those people have oriental faces, black eyes and black hair, and Europeans and Americans are also great and heroic.

It can be seen that there are really a lot of people invited by Huangquan ghosts this time.

The yellow finch turned its head and looked in the distance again. The place where it came last night was already very obvious. The direction of the apron is an artificial lawn the size of two football fields. The green and eye-catching. Under the building where it lives, there are also flowers and plants. Looking to the right, in addition to his own building, there are also Seventy-eight houses stand in the distance, in a circle around the whole Huangquan Island.

Most of these buildings are used for personnel to rest, and a small number are places for public entertainment, such as dance halls, bars, cafes, and some gyms. In the middle of seven or eight houses, there is an artificial swimming pool. Although it is just dawn at this moment, there are Three or four women in bikinis swam happily there.

What a Huangquan Island. It basically has the entertainment facilities for the rich. The yellow sparrow smiled slightly. It seems that the God of Wealth of Huangquan Ghost Capital is indeed a very intelligent person. Huangquan Island is the industry of Huangquan Ghost Capital. This kind of place, even if there is no underground auction house, many people come to visit it every year. However, the yellow finch is wrong this time. The God of Wealth has made a big deal this time. He really wants all the rich people to be infatuated with it and become a real gold-selling cave. No matter how big the Huangquan ghost is, it will never be seen in the light. If it appears in the sun one day, it will definitely be Huangquan. The turn-over battle of Guidu, for example, can't this place become a luxury casino? Can't it be a paradise on earth for the rich here?

Starting from the interests of the rich and then extracting money from them, this is the idea of the God of Wealth.

People are constantly improving. In the past, the Huangquan ghosts were only limited to the auction house, but in the view of the God of Wealth, if the Huangquan ghosts can be turned into a Las Vegas on the sea, it is definitely the existence of an imperial enterprise.

If you want to play, you have to play the biggest. If you want to do it, you have to do it.

The yellow finch is waiting for a while. He is thinking about how much money the Huangquan ghost will spend to buy this island and build these things. In essence, the yellow finch is just a stinky boy of October Maple. His first idea is to hook up with money, which is normal.

The yellow finch turned his head again. He looked at the direction of the beach. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a person. The man was tall and wearing a white shirt. The most striking thing was his head, which was a bald head.

The man downstairs took a few steps, raised his head, looked at the direction of the yellow finch, and then turned around. The eyes of the yellow finch were wide open. He knew that the man's behavior just now was definitely not to find himself, but just a curious wait-and-see, but he would never forget his figure and face.

That's Li Er.

This bastard really came here.

There are also two people with Li Er, who are careless in Japanese kimonos at this time.

Kangretsu Yamamoto, Fujitagawa!

The yellow finch clenched his fist, pulled up the Wang Pao who had just woken up, and gritted his teeth. "Wang Pao, Li Er is below."

"What did you say?"

Wang Pao rushed to the balcony. Three seconds later, Wang Pao was furious, "Damn, this guy really hooked up with the Japanese. I'm going down to settle accounts with him now."

The two of them rushed and opened the door almost without stopping for a moment.

Outside the door, Bai Feng was wearing a sky-blue suit and stood at the door very gentlemanly. He looked at the yellow finch and the king cannon, as if he could see through all their thoughts at a glance.

He smiled and said, "You two, have you seen people who shouldn't have seen it and remembered a lot of unhappy things before?"

"Get out of the way!" Wang Pao was a little angry.

Bai Feng smiled and said, "You two, those who come to Huangquan Island are all the guests of our Huangquan Ghost City. I know that when you come here, there may have been a lot of unpleasant things between each other before, but since you have been there, everyone's purpose is to be consistent, get rich and happy, isn't it?"

"This is our private business!" Wang Pao couldn't help but stared at Lao Yuan.

Bai Feng took out his cigarette and handed it to Wang Pao. Wang Pao didn't answer it. Bai Feng sent the cigarette to Huang Quan again. On his face, there was still a smile like a spring breeze. "You two, it's still the same sentence. If everyone is like you, I don't think this place is a gentle hometown of auction, but a living one. Battlefield, that's all for me. I'm sure you two will figure it out. By the way, it's late. Let's go down for breakfast. I think you must want to taste the unique lobster porridge of Huangquan Island. To be honest, it tastes really good.

After saying that, Bai Feng turned around and walked down.

Wang Pao looked at his back and gritted his teeth. "Mom, what Huangquan Island, I'm going to beat Li Er's bastard now."

The yellow finch quickly grabbed him and whispered, "Brother Wang Pao, maybe Director Bai is right. This is Huangquan Ghost City. If it weren't for this, I don't think Li Er would dare to swagger around. When he comes to other people's territory, it's still according to other people's rules. Don't forget that we have more important things. "

Wang Pao's anger calmed down a lot, and he also figured out a lot of things in his mind. However, when he saw Li Er shouting at the Japanese early in the morning, Wang Pao was really uncomfortable.

There are three kinds of people that Wang Pao despises him most. First, he beats women. Li Er not only beats them, but also kills Bai Jing. Second, he is despicable and shameless. Li Er is despicable and shameless enough. He betrays the masters, kills his peers, kidnaps babies, and does all kinds of bad things. Third, that is the Japanese. There is no reason for this. It is Japanese, Wang. It's annoying. This point is transformed by Mr. Wang Beicheng's thoughts since he was a child.

Li Er, with all three, Wang Pao naturally wants to kill him quickly.

However, this is not a Qingcheng, just like what the yellow finch said. Li Er is not fearless. How did he spread by the beach early in the morning?

"This bastard will make him die sooner or later, but not now!" The yellow finch exhaled and looked at Murong Qing and the little demon coming out of the room. Then he patted Wang Pao on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, call Xiao Diu and try the so-called lobster porridge."