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

Chapter 46: Temple Street is full of people

Although tonight's negotiations disrupted the cooperation between Liang Kun and Dong Xing, everyone was happy in the end.

He persuaded Liang Kun to give up the flour business, and also appointed Liang Kun's "sitter", Feilong's "Yau Ma Tei boss", and Di Qing's "red stick".

As long as there are no other accidents, there should be no problem.

After discussing everything, the three of them drank for a while in the private room and discussed some specific details before going their separate ways.

the next day.

The police announced that the Temple Street case was closed and Temple Street reopened.

Di Qing rushed there early in the morning.

As soon as he arrived at Temple Street, Tang Shier received Feng's help and others came out to greet him.

"Brother Qing!"

Tang Twelve was wearing a black suit, tie and carrying a briefcase today, looking very formal.

In addition, there were a dozen younger brothers following him, almost all of whom were young people. They were dressed in more avant-garde clothes and almost all of them had tattoos, the standard outfit of young and gangsters.

"Brother Qing!"

A dozen younger brothers also stepped forward and shouted. Everyone looked at Di Qing with admiration and respect in their eyes. It was obvious that they had heard the rumors about Di Qing a long time ago.

"Hello."

Di Qing responded with a smile, then looked at Tang Twelve: "Twelve, are these your brothers in Temple Street?"

Tang Twelve nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Qing, they are all from Temple Street. They grew up with me. Not only them, there are more than 40 of them. They all used to hang out with me. I told them about Brother Qing, and they are all willing to follow you."

That’s more than fifty people in total, and this force should not be underestimated.

Di Qing nodded, then looked around and asked, "Has Brother Feilong not arrived yet?"

Although he was the one who found a way to take over Temple Street, and Tang Twelve also decided to follow him, he was still a poor man after all and had no right to acquire land, so Temple Street was temporarily still under Feilong's name, which was equivalent to the two of them managing it together.

As for the profits, Di Qing and Feilong had reached an agreement last night. In addition to the 30% to be handed over to the club, 20% will be given to the boss Liang Kun, and the remaining 50% will be divided equally between the two.

So Feilong is also a major shareholder, and we agreed to come together today.

"not yet."

Tang Twelve shook his head and said in confusion, "Brother Feilong called me an hour ago and said he would be there soon. I don't know why he hasn't come yet."

Di Qing didn't think much about it and waved his hand, saying, "Then let's not wait for him. Let's go in and take a look first."

"Yes, Brother Qing."

Tang Twelve immediately led the way into Temple Street.

As they walked, Tang Twelve introduced: "Brother Qing, the border of Temple Street is the Tianhou Temple. The northern section is Miaobei Street, and the southern section is Miaonan Street. However, the busiest place is the night market on Miaobei Street. The entertainment venues of Temple Street are also mainly concentrated on Miaobei Street."

Di Qing nodded: "Have you negotiated all the shops here?"

"It's all settled."

Tang Twelve nodded and said, "There are more than 200 stores on North Street, and fewer on South Street, with more than 100. Adding them together, there are less than 400 stores. But if you add in the vendors, there are nearly 1,000 stores."

"I have also discussed the fees with the people in the board of directors. Based on their business situation, on average each store will have to pay about 4,000 yuan a month, and those vendors will have to pay less, with an average of only 800 to 1,000 yuan per vendor. In this way, we can collect about 2 million yuan per month just from the collection."

"In addition, I also have two places at the night market, a bar and an arcade, which can make an average profit of NT$400,000 per month."

"I give half of the profits from my own place to the society. Together, the profits from Temple Street can reach 2.2 million per month."

"But I agreed with them to only pay half in the first month, so this month we only collected 1.2 million."

Tang Twelve said as he handed the briefcase in his hand to Di Qing: "Brother Qing, all the money is here." Di Qing nodded slightly.

Compared with other societies and other regions, this income is actually not much.

In Tsim Sha Tsui, for example, there are more than 600 restaurants, more than 30 karaoke bars, more than 20 nightclubs of various sizes, over 100 bars, and about 50 to 60 video game centers and saunas. They can collect 10 to 20 million in protection fees every month.

Temple Street is a relatively lively night market in Yau Ma Tei. It only collects two million in protection fees every month, which is indeed not much.

After all, Temple Street is now dominated by Hung Hing gangs, unlike other places where there may be several gangs on one street.

Di Qing took the briefcase, took out 200,000 yuan from it and returned it to Tang Twelve, saying, "The money you earn from your own place is yours, you don't have to give it to the society. If anyone has any objections, I will help you talk to Brother Kun."

Tang Twelve did not refuse, he took the money and nodded: "Thank you, Brother Qing."

Seeing this scene, the dozen or so younger brothers following behind looked at Di Qing with a sense of recognition in their eyes.

There are really not many bosses in this era who don’t take advantage of their younger brothers.

I heard that there is a boss called Emperor in Dongxing who not only doesn't take care of his subordinates, but also often finds ways to cheat them of their money.

Comparing them, following a boss like Di Qing does indeed offer much more prospects.

The two talked as they walked, and Tang Shier soon took Di Qing on a tour of the entire Temple Street. It must be said that it was indeed very lively.

There are shops and stalls on both sides of the street selling all kinds of things.

Most of them are men's clothing, so Temple Street is also known as the 'Men's Street', which is exactly the opposite of Tung Choi Street in Mong Kok, which is known as the 'Women's Street'.

In addition, there are many shops selling handicrafts, tea sets, jade, antiques, and even cheap electronic products.

In the middle section of the Tin Hau Temple, there are many stalls for fortune-telling and physiognomy. It is said that there are various Cantonese opera performances during festivals. In the past few years, there were even some martial artists performing and selling medicine here, but this is rare nowadays.

When you get to the Miaobei Street Night Market, you will see more and more entertainment venues such as gambling dens, casinos, mahjong halls, nightclubs, karaoke bars, saunas, billiard rooms, and video game arcades.

However, it is still daytime, and most of these entertainment venues have not yet opened for business. Only a number of gambling dens and mahjong halls have already opened, and there are many people playing inside, making it very lively.

Halfway through the walk, Tang Twelve paused, looked towards the alley ahead, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Qing, those places ahead are not very clean. They are full of Taoist nuns and fellow Taoists, and there are also many people from big circles. There are fights between fellow Taoists every day, and it is very chaotic. Even the police rarely come here to clean up the place. In order to avoid trouble, I didn't ask them to pay."

Di Qing stopped and looked forward.

I saw that there were indeed fewer people on the street ahead, and the roadside was littered with all kinds of garbage. There were even some skinny people squatting casually at the end of the street, staring ahead with dull eyes.

Seeing this scene, Di Qing frowned.

Although he had seen many people attracting fans over the years, the scene before him still had a great impact on him.

These people can no longer be considered human beings; they can only be described as the walking dead!

A moment of silence.

Di Qing asked, "So, those who sell and attract fans are all gathered in the lower half?"

Tang Twelve nodded: "Most of them are here. Although there are some in other venues, they are rare. Even when we were watching the venues ourselves before, as long as we found someone attracting fans, we would drive them over here to avoid causing trouble for everyone."

Di Qing pondered for a while, looked ahead and said: "Notice them that they don't have to worry about this place anymore. This is the boundary. We don't care how they play over there, but other places must be kept clean. There must be no flour. If I find anyone who dares to disrupt our place, I will not give him face even if he is one of my own!"

Tang Twelve's heart trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, Brother Qing!"

Di Qing nodded.

Although he has advised the big boss Liang Kun to stop doing the flour business, the people of Dongxing will definitely not give up.

They are the ones supplying the goods on Temple Street. I just came here and don’t want to have a conflict with them for the time being.

Just leave the front half of the street to them to play on their own.

(End of this chapter)