Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 139: You have to eat brains to get into trouble!

Nine p.m.

Temple Street Night Market, Qingqiu Bar.

This bar was opened by Qiu Di, and was named after Di Qing and her last name. Under the management of Qiu Di's three daughters, the business was more than doubled in just over a month after opening, and almost every bar was sold out.

But this bar is not as neon-lit as most other bars, and the music is not as loud and harsh.

Under the dim light, a singing girl in white was seen playing and singing on the stage. Her sad and intoxicating voice added a touch of tranquility and beauty to the atmosphere.

In the center of the dance floor, a dozen pairs of men and women were dancing to the music.

Most of the people sitting in the surrounding booths were couples, who were either closing their eyes to enjoy this rare atmosphere, or whispering to each other under the cover of singing.

There was no blaring music, no young people taking drugs, and it didn't look chaotic at all.

Compared to the bars in other parts of the night market, this place is like a paradise.

But because of this, even though this bar is doing good business, it doesn't attract envy.

Because their audiences are different.

People who go to those exciting bars are looking for excitement and heartbeats, but people who come here just like the quieter and more comfortable atmosphere.

And the bar's security work is also very good.

At the door alone, there were eight burly security guards standing there, all wearing white shirts and black vests. However, due to their large bodies, the shirts were bulged out by their muscles. They all had short flat hair, sharp eyes, and their hands were behind their backs. They had a military-like temperament, which made people feel safe at first glance.

These are the younger brothers from Temple Street, and they are also the most elite security personnel of Qinglong Security Company today. After several months of training by Long Wu, Xiao Fu, Gao Gang and others, each of them seems to have been reborn and has extraordinary strength.

They are responsible for the security at the door of Qingqiu Bar. There are eight people who take turns every night.

Including the waiters in the bar, they are all from the security company. They were all gangsters before. When there is nothing to do, they are just normal waiters. Once someone makes trouble, they will take off their clothes and kill people.

Such sophisticated security work is also the main reason why no one dares to cause trouble here. Of course, it is also one of the main factors that attract customers. After all, no one wants to always encounter someone causing trouble when they go out to play.

Just then, a Toyota Hiace drove up, followed by a black Honda, and they stopped at the door of the bar one after another.

The eight security guards at the door suddenly brightened up and hurried forward to greet him. They bowed to the black Honda and shouted, "Brother Qing!"

A security guard tactfully opened the car door and saw Di Qing getting out of the car. He was dressed elegantly in a white shirt and black suit. He did not look like a gangster at all, but he had an extraordinary temperament that no one could underestimate.

In the Toyota Hiace, Tang Twelve also got out with a few of his younger brothers.

After casually saying hello to a few younger brothers, Di Qing slowly walked into the bar surrounded by a group of people.

Long Wu walked at the end. After escorting Di Qing in, he scanned the streets outside with his sharp eyes vigilantly. Only when he found nothing unusual did he turn around and walk in.

He is Di Qing's driver and bodyguard, but Di Qing had never been in danger before, so he was never that vigilant. It was not until the shooting incident in Wan Chai yesterday that he began to take this issue seriously.

In the bar.

There was no filming these days, so Arun, Qiudi and Gangsheng came to the bar to help.

The three women were very happy to see Di Qing coming.

"Brother Qing, the movie is showing today, aren't you going to the theater to watch it? How come you still have time to come over?"

Arun asked while hugging Di Qing's arm.

"The first day's box office statistics won't be released until tomorrow. I don't have anything else to do for now, so I came to see you."

Di Qing responded with a smile, but sighed in his heart.

He wanted to run his business properly and pay attention to the reputation of the movie, but these bastards insisted on doing something and didn't want him to have any free time. What could he do?
Since you won't let me have some free time when my first movie is released, you can forget about living in peace!
Di Qing was secretly angry in his heart, but his face remained calm. He looked at Qiu Di with a smile and asked, "How is the bar business recently?"

When talking about the bar business, Qiu Di showed a hint of pride on his face and said, "Brother Qing, business has been very good recently. Last month's turnover alone was over 1.2 million, and the net profit was about 500,000."

"Nearly half of the profit is really good!" A hint of surprise appeared in Di Qing's eyes.

A profit of five hundred thousand a month is six million a year, which is enough to make a hit movie.

However, he also knew that this profit was only temporary and it was impossible to make so much every month.

Last month, the profit was so high because the restaurant had just opened and they brought a lot of customers to spend money.

But it is impossible for the revenue to be so high every month. After all, the venue is so small and can accommodate a limited number of guests. After a while, when the popularity dies down, the revenue will definitely decline.

However, as long as there is an income of about 300,000 yuan per month, it will be more than 3 million yuan per year, which is also a very substantial income.

"By the way, this singer sings well, and her voice is very good. She should be able to attract many customers to play."

At this time, Di Qing noticed the singing, turned his head to look at the female singer in white who was singing on the stage, and couldn't help but praise her.

Qiu Di nodded: "She came to apply for the job two days ago. Her name is Jenny. I also think her voice is pretty good, so I kept her."

“Jenny…”

Di Qing muttered to himself, feeling that the name sounded familiar, but he didn't think much about it and nodded, "She does have a good voice. Ask her if she's willing to be a singer. You can sign her to our music company and find a way to make her famous. When she becomes famous, she can come to the bar occasionally to sing a few songs, which can also boost the bar's business."

Qiu Di's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Ah! Why didn't I think of this? Brother Qing, your idea is great. If Jenny can really become a star, it will really boost the bar's business! When she finishes work tonight, I'll ask her if she's willing to sign with your music company, Brother Qing!"

Di Qing smiled and nodded.

"Qingzai!"

At this time, Liang Kun walked in with Sha Qiang and a few others.

"Brother Kun!" Di Qing turned his head and smiled slightly, then called out.

"Brother Kun!" Tang Twelve, Qiu Di and others also shouted.

"We are one family, no need to be polite!" Liang Kun waved his hand, looked at Di Qing, and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about? Why do you have to come out and talk?"

Just as Di Qing was about to speak, Qiu Di suggested sensibly, "Brother Qing, if you have something to discuss, go inside and talk. There are private rooms inside."

"Alright."

Di Qing didn't say much after hearing this. Then, under the leadership of Qiu Di, Di Qing and Liang Kun entered the innermost box alone, while Long Wu and others were guarding outside.

After entering the private room, Di Qing asked Liang Kun to sit down, and then went straight to the point: "Brother Kun, I asked you out tonight because I wanted to treat you to a drink, but I also have something to discuss with you. I found the agent of the gunman."

"what?!"

Liang Kun was shocked at first, then he quickly asked: "Found him? Where is he? Damn it, he dared to take the order for my younger brother, no matter who placed the order, I will never let him go!"

Di Qing sighed helplessly and said, "Brother Kun, don't be anxious. Just listen to me slowly."

Liang Kun suppressed his anger and nodded, "Okay, go ahead."

Di Qing nodded, and then told how he found Feng Gang and the news he heard from Feng Gang.

It’s not that he can’t avenge himself, but without Liang Kun’s help, he won’t be able to gain much benefit.

Even if we know that it was Wang Hai who hired the killer and it was Wang Dongyuan behind the scenes, what does it matter?
It was very easy to kill these two idiots, and he could do it without anyone noticing, so no one could trace him.

But Di Qing felt that doing so would be too easy for the uncle and nephew.

If you want to make a living, you have to use your brain. Before doing anything, you have to first see if there is any benefit.

Wang Dongyuan's uncle and nephew must die, but before they die, they have to be put to good use and get some benefits.

Apart from other things, Dongyuan Group is a listed group that ranks among the best in the whole of Hong Kong Island, involving multiple industries such as finance, accounting, transportation, real estate, etc., with an estimated market value of more than one billion!

Di Qing was naturally very interested in such a piece of fat meat.

If he didn't bite off a piece, he would be unworthy of the bullet in his shoulder.

And if he doesn't eat this piece of meat and only kills Wang Dongyuan's uncle and nephew, this piece of fat meat will eventually go to other people.

Instead of letting others eat it, he would rather eat it himself!

After hearing this, Liang Kun was shocked and angry.

"Damn it, it turns out that it was these South American foreigners who were responsible, and these Fuzhou guys are also involved?!"

Both uncle and nephew Wang Dongyuan have H social backgrounds, and the society behind them is an organization called Fuxing Society.

Almost all the societies with the word "Fu" in their names in Hong Kong were founded by people from Fuzhou in Fujian Province, including the Fuhe Society that came to negotiate regarding the Ni family incident, which is also one of the Fuzhou societies.

After venting his anger, Liang Kun looked at Di Qing and asked, "Qingzi, although Fuxing has the support of the South American devils, we Hongxing are not vegetarians. How do you want to get this place back? Just say the word, and I will support you!"

Di Qing nodded and said, "Brother Kun, the real enemy in this matter is the South American drug lord, but it is probably not realistic to seek revenge on them."

"After all, their lair is in Colombia, which is not our territory. If we rush over there, we will be giving it away for free. So we can settle this account with these South American devils later."

"But Fuxingshe, the lackey of the South American drug lord, must not let them go easily!"

Liang Kun nodded and said, "You are right. South America is not our territory after all. We can mess with their business in Hong Kong Island, but it is impossible to completely destroy them."

After that, Liang Kun asked, "What do you want to do? You asked the boss to come out to discuss, so you must have an idea, right?"

"Correct."

Di Qing nodded and said bluntly: "I want to start the Dongyuan Group!"

"what?!"

Liang Kun's face changed slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, but he finally said: "Qingzi, Dongyuan Group is different from Fuxing Society."

"We can use illegal means to deal with Fuxing Society, but Dongyuan Group was founded by old man Wang Dongyuan alone. He has been focusing on legitimate business in recent years and wants to get rid of the society and get out of trouble. Now he has handed over almost all the affairs of the society to his nephew Wang Hai."

"That is to say, the connection between Dongyuan Group and Fuxing Society is not very strong on the surface. It may not be easy to bring down Dongyuan Group through underworld means!"

Di Qing nodded and said, "I know it's not easy, so I came to talk to you, Brother Kun."

Hearing this, Liang Kun's eyes moved and he asked, "Do you have any new ideas?"

"It's not a good idea, just my humble opinion. Please give me some advice, Brother Kun."

Di Qing smiled slightly and began to carefully tell Liang Kun about his plan to bring down the Dongyuan Group and crack down on the South American drug lords.

……

And just as the two of them were talking in detail.

Outside the bar, a man came in, also wearing a suit and tie, and a black hat on his head.

If you look closely at the face under the brim of the hat, it is Xiaozhuang, but he has a beard on his mouth, and his conspicuous windbreaker and slicked-back hair are also covered. Unless you are an acquaintance, you can't recognize him at all.

Looking at the bar in front of him, a trace of solemnity flashed across Xiaozhuang's eyes.

At this time, he didn't know that Feng Gang was already dead. He came here tonight to continue the assassination mission that failed yesterday.

A professional killer will not allow himself to fail!

But yesterday's sniper rifle failed to kill Di Qing, so he was not very confident about tonight's assassination attempt.

Whether it was Di Qing himself or the bodyguard named Long Wu beside him, they both gave him a strong sense of threat!
However, thinking of what his fourth brother had said last night, he remained silent for a long time, and finally lowered the brim of his hat and walked towards the bar.

The eight security guards at the door glanced at him sharply, but nothing unusual happened, allowing him to walk smoothly into the gate to hell.

(End of this chapter)