Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 22 Fighting for position
"Brother Hui."

Shouting Ten looked at the bills on the table: "Brothers, eating together with you is much better than being a parking boy before."

"Everyone has enough money. If you need anything, just ask Brother Hui."

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui chuckled: "Shout out to Ten, why did you want to be a parking boy in the first place? Are you unwilling to leave?"

"Because I have no skills. Relatively speaking, the parking boy's salary is high and I have extra money. It's better than working at work."

Yelling Ten thought for a while before answering seriously: "My mother is in poor health and takes medicine all year round. I need a job with a relatively active salary."

"That's right, isn't everyone here just for those pieces of silver paper?!"

Wu Zhihui slapped the banknotes into Yelling Ten's hand: "Remember, whenever you ask someone to do something, the banknotes must always be in place, so that someone will sincerely do things for you."

"it is good."

Yelling Ten didn't say anything more this time.

"Arrange for someone to stay at the gate of Aberdeen Police Station."

Wu Zhihui put on a Marlboro and puffed away: "From now on, I will let Ghost Hand live in the Aberdeen Police Station."

"Doesn't he like to play with us? From today on, Ghost Hands can't leave the police station door!"

"it is good."

Shouting Ten nodded in response.

Early in the morning.

Zhu Ba got up early and made an appointment with the boss for morning tea. He went to the tea restaurant and found a seat by the window to sit down. He ordered some refreshments and a pot of good tea to relax and unwind.

He is in a good mood today.

Fat Zailin told himself last night that Guishou led people to block the gate of Wuji Market in the early morning. If nothing else happened, Wuji Market would be closed today.

soon.

He realized something was wrong. Looking over from the window, he could vaguely see people coming and going at the gate of Wuji Market. Business was booming, and many citizens came out with bags in their hands.

"Falling on the street."

Zhu Ba frowned and turned to look at Fat Zai Lin: "What's going on?!"

"I don't know either."

Fatty Lin hesitated, there was no reason why Wuji Market was still open for business today.

"Ha ha."

Big Brother Fa came over, sat down opposite Baba, and reached out to pour tea: "Bago, why is the wind blowing today? Do you want to invite me for morning tea?"

He picked up the teacup and blew hot tea: "What? You want to come and see how Huizai's market is doing?!"

Behind.

Wu Zhihui stood behind him, his back straight and his posture upright.

"Ha ha."

He said with a smile, "I heard someone said that Guishou came to the market last night to look for trouble. Didn't he come here to see if there is anything I, Mr. Ba, can do to help?"

"Now it seems that it is not necessary. I am a little curious. How did Wu Zhihui deal with him when he wanted no one? Did Fa Geqian help him?"

"Hui Zai, why don't you thank Brother Bage for your concern."

The smile on Big Boss Fa's face became even stronger: "Guishou is such an unattractive thing that Hui Zai can't deal with him as easily as eating and drinking."

"There is no need for him to do it himself. A group of people will send it to the door. Just call the police and it will be solved."

"Humph."

Jieba snorted coldly: "It's a bad guy, it's a bad guy again."

He tapped his fingers vigorously on the table: "Brother Fa, I'm not telling you. What Wu Zhihui is doing now will make people hate him. Who are we that can hang out with gangsters all day long?"

"How about Brother Ba give Hui Zai a few younger brothers?" The boss raised his eyebrows.

"Humph."

Brother Ba snorted coldly and stopped talking: "Okay, just let the people under your control go. Let me tell you, if Wu Zhihui plays like this, Gui's hand will explode sooner or later." "This doesn't bother Brother Ba anymore."

Wu Zhihui replied with a firm tone: "I will solve this matter myself."

"Ok?"

Jieba raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Zhihui: "Wu Zhihui, don't think that the food market you have established has no rules and regulations."

"I'm talking to Brother Fa, and Fat Zai Lin isn't even qualified to speak. Why are you interrupting?!"

Ever since Wu Zhihui blackmailed Marble in the matter of Shou Zaibang, Marble became very angry when he saw Wu Zhihui.

"By the way, there's something I just want to mention to you."

The boss looked at Marble and said lightly: "After Hui Zai's vegetable market is set up, I am going to talk to Brother Tian and find Hui Zai a position in the club."

"what?!"

Hearing this, Zhiba's eyes narrowed and he stared at the boss and said, "Looking for a job?! Are you crazy? What qualifications does Wu Zhihui have to seek a job? A Lin doesn't even have a job, so why should he?!"

He slapped the table: "This is impossible, there is no way I can agree to it."

After Fat Zai Lin heard what the boss said, his face turned ugly.

Societies are all about positions.

For example, when Zheng Ba and Big Boss were working together, they both had jobs and were responsible for managing Ren Qingtian's territory in Aberdeen.

Although Fat Zai Lin worked for Jie Ba and was prosperous under him, he had no position in the club. When it came to club meetings, Fat Zai Lin was not even qualified to speak.

"There is a vacant piece of land in Aberdeen, and everyone is grabbing it now. Brother Tian is also interested in this piece of land, so didn't he give us a quota?!"

The boss raised his eyebrows and looked at Du Ba: "You and I will each send one person out. Then we will see who has the ability. Whether he can do it or not depends on his ability."

"Look, it has only been a short time since Wu Ji Food Market was established in this area. I think Hui Zai is fully capable of competing with Fat Zai Lin for his position."

"Grass."

Ma Ba's face suddenly turned cold: "After a long time of doing this, it turns out that Brother Fa wants to compete with my people for positions."

Whoever this position falls on will have a much larger territory, and a lot of money can be made every month.

"Oh, between us brothers, we are all the same in person."

The boss laughed and waved his hand, completely ignoring what Zhu Ba said: "It just so happens that Hui Zai is idle, so let him give it a try."

He picked up the chicken feet in the drawer in front of him with his chopsticks, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed: "Well, it's soft but not greasy, and the texture is just right."

"Ah."

Jieba picked up the cup and drank it all, then stood up and left: "If you have something to do, let's go first." He left with Fatty Lin in a hurry.

Before leaving.

Fat Zai Lin did not forget to take a deep look at Wu Zhihui.

"Sit down, they won't eat, let's eat, don't waste it."

The boss waved to Wu Zhihui to sit down and took the cigarette from Wu Zhihui: "I didn't tell you in advance about finding a job I just mentioned. Are you capable enough to compete with Fatty Lin?"

At first, the boss didn't think about this and asked him to help him take care of the parking stalls. At most, he would take care of Jiahe Street. However, Wu Zhihui's performance surprised him.

In less than half a month, Wu Ji Food Market has been established. At present, if Wu Ji Food Market collects stall fees this month, he will give himself two cents, which is a pretty good income.

He was very satisfied with Wu Zhihui's ability to do things.

and so.

The boss naturally thought that supporting Wu Zhihui to compete with Fatty Lin would be beneficial to him without any harm.

If the people under his command have more positions, his territory will be even larger, and it will be more logical to kick Marble out and take over the position of speaker.

"of course."

Wu Zhihui nodded happily: "As long as Brother Fa is given a chance, I will not embarrass Brother Fa."

"very good."

The boss nodded with satisfaction and shook the cigarette ashes with his fingers: "As for the ghost hand, deal with him. Once you deal with him, I will mention this matter to Brother Tian. Don't let me down."

(End of this chapter)