Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 162 The Sorrow of the Weak
In the next few days, Zhixing will go to remote places to look for homeless people. In big cities, there are usually relief stations to take them in, unless those who don't want to go!
I also learned that the homeless are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers. They used to be multi-millionaires. After bankruptcy, their wives were separated and they didn't even have a place to live.

It's not that the government doesn't want to rescue them, it's that they are arrogant, and they don't want to go to the relief station because they have no choice.

Among these people, there are also bankrupt and decadent people, but not many, most of them are truly beggars.

During the day, they would go around picking up leftovers from restaurants and hotels, and at night they would sleep under the overpass in the park. If they were lucky, someone would buy them a lunch box.

What's more, I still pick up garbage and sell it to earn some food money.

Who wants to be depraved, lonely, the old can't do much, and the young have general IQ problems.

I was thrown into the orphanage by my parents when I was young, and came out after I grew up. I have no life skills, and I have reached the point where I am today.

"Uncle, sleep here at night, there are only a few newspapers here, isn't it cold?"

On a long wooden bench in a park, an unkempt middle-aged man in a dirty suit was sitting there with a few newspapers in his arms,

Zhixing chatted for a few words and found that he was a normal person, so he also sat on the wooden chair and chatted.

"What's so cold about the weather now? It will be hot soon, and it will be cooler at night!"

"A family has turned into what it is today. Haven't you thought about revenge?"

"How do I report it? Even the company can't be saved, and I don't know how many connections I have entrusted. It's useless!" the beggar man said in despair.

"Do you want to start over again?"

"Now that I'm bankrupt, what else can I do!"

This middle-aged man is called Zhong Huasheng. He originally had a wife, a couple of children, and opened a small company.

The life of a family of four is mediocre, with more than enough and more than the next, and they can get by.

How do you know that accidents are on the verge of this year, first the goods went wrong, and I lost a lot of money, and I almost got into a car accident several times.

Moreover, in the middle of the night, someone called the house to harass, the wife and children went out during the day, and there were gangsters who harassed the whole family.

Zhong Huasheng knew that there must be a problem, so he asked a private detective to investigate, only to find out that he had offended a big company in competition.

It is still a large company with a corporate background.

With nowhere to ask for help, she sent his wife and children to her natal home.

Sure enough, he soon got involved in a lawsuit for no reason and lost again. At this time, he was unable to run the company, and the bank could not borrow money, and finally went bankrupt.

"What do you do, just hang around like this?"

"I can't help it. Let's mess around like this for a while, and I hope it won't involve my wife and children!"

"Probably not in the future!"

Zhi Xing chatted with Zhong Huasheng for a while, gave him some living expenses, and left.

After a while, he escaped a few streets.

What Zhong Huasheng offended was Mingzhenghetu Group, which owns real estate, trading companies, and freight companies.

It's no wonder that Zhong Huasheng's small company was brought down in a few strokes, and there was no need for gangsters to stand out, but they might be used to doing things this way!
The headquarters of Zhenghetu Group is an independent building. Zhixing glanced at it with his spiritual sense, performed an invisibility technique, and swaggered up the elevator with two employees.

After getting out of the elevator, he went up two more flights of stairs to the president's office.

I went to sit on a chair outside and stayed for a long time without any news. I just dealt with documents and answered the phone in a normal way.

Employees kept coming in to report on their work and bring documents for him to sign.

When someone went in, Zhixing also dodged in.

Everyone is called by an English name, and I don’t know who is who. Most of the office staff in Hong Kong have English names. Chi Heng feels very uncomfortable. No matter how you listen, it seems that the names are similar.

Seeing the gentlemanly middle-aged president wearing glasses, a suit and leather shoes, busy back and forth, I really don't want to wait any longer.

After he finished his work, when he was sitting in the office in a daze, thinking about something, Zhixing patted the back lightly and lay down on the desk.

Chi Xing made a copy of his memory.

It turned out that his name was Peng Xinhua, an authentic overseas returnee, who took over the Zhenghetu Group five years ago, although he knew that the group had a social background.

But he doesn't know too well, and he doesn't want to get involved too much with the society.

Because this is a formal large group, if you work here, as long as you don't involve the inside of the club, there will be no problem.

The main thing is high-paying jobs. It is impossible to find a higher salary than here.

Fortunately, there are other members of the club in the group, all of whom are highly educated guys who specialize in dealing with company and club affairs.

With the progress of the times, the underworld has also improved. In today's society, on the surface, they have not done anything illegal.

Rather than talking about a club, it's better to say that we cuddle together for warmth, but no matter what, we can't change the nature of young and Dangerous boys.

It's just that the management is more standardized, and the things related to the underworld are kept more secretive.

Hong Kong is a place where the law is spoken, there is no evidence, and everything is nonsense. Besides, they are not just paper, there are many people, and the relationship is intricate.

White powder, arms, underground gambling stalls, anyone who can make money will do it, secret income, any club has it.

I went down another three floors and went into an independent office inside. This was a manager, and he was the one who would contact me for any orders.

I like this kind of separate office the most. It is easy to get started, and it usually takes a long time for someone to find out.

It's just that the door is closed, it's hard to open the door, and it's all glass.

Don't worry, you can wait slowly!
After waiting for another hour, a man went in to report something, and Zhixing followed him.

It turned out that he took a document and went in to sign it.

When the male employee went out, Zhi Xing walked behind the guy, patted him gently, and lay down on the desk.

Looking at his memory, it turned out that this guy was trained by the club, graduated from university, and was a military division.

There is a manager position in the group, and I need to deal with some things, so I went to work in the group today.

This guy is sinister and vicious, he has done all sorts of bad things, using his university knowledge, he has done countless things that harm others and benefit himself.

If there is no accident, he will be the most vocal next time sitting in the hall, and he will sit down properly.

Big Fish, directly and indirectly, he has more than [-] lives in his hands, and has caused countless families to be destroyed, and his karma has become black. If you don't kill him, who can you kill?
I looked around the office and then at the window. This is the [-]th floor, and a person should be able to fall to death.

Still in the invisible state, open the window, pick up the guy and stand by the window, push the guy, and his head will fall down first.

He flew out of the window again and went down to the ground, making sure that this guy was dead before leaving.

The head was cracked, the neck was broken, and when Zhi Xing came down, there was only one breath left.

There is a street outside, surrounded by office buildings. Only cars come and go, no pedestrians pass by.

It may take some time to find out.

(End of this chapter)