Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 114-10: Intuition

Robin said that?!
Chi Mengli still looked calm. He took out a Double Happiness cigarette from his cigarette box and lit it up. The green smoke rose up, covering his unchanged face.

He immediately reviewed all his previous actions to see if there was anything wrong, and quickly recalled them, and found that there was nothing wrong.

Since there was nothing wrong with him, how could Robin conclude that there was something wrong with him? Was he just relying on his intuition?
magical!

Chi Mengli was very curious about how Robin made his judgment.

"Suspect Brother Sheng? F**k! Anyone could be Zhen, except Brother Sheng. If Brother Sheng is caught by the police, he will be sentenced to a minimum of 100 years in prison for all the crimes he committed!"

"If the traitor betrays him, Brother Sheng's sentence will definitely exceed that of the Monkey King, breaking the Guinness World Record."

"Grandpa is deaf and blind, and has no idea of ​​who he is. It's unheard of that the top horse and the red stick have passed through. He is suspicious of Brother Sheng, which is really a pity!"

When Bocaidong heard that Robin suspected Brother Sheng, his face turned red with anger and he shouted loudly that he was wronged as the boss of Baimen.

The more you listen to this excuse, the weirder it seems. Bocaidong is such a loser that he can't even speak. If outsiders heard it, they would think that this handsome guy Sheng is some evil person.

My good reputation was destroyed by these losers around me.

Fuck him!

"Shut up, you don't even know how to praise someone!"

"My boss is resentful and thinks everyone is a traitor. I don't blame him. I will go to see him on the prison visit day next month to explain the misunderstanding."

"Being brothers is a lifelong thing. We cannot let misunderstandings grow bigger and bigger."

"Hedge, what else do you know?"

Chi Mengli, who was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, told Bo Xidong to stop embarrassing himself. He put the cigarette he had just taken two puffs of into the ashtray, and then picked up the half-empty bottle of beer beside him and poured it into the ashtray.

The burning cigarette butt was extinguished by beer, making a muffled sound, and then an unpleasant smell rose in the box.

Li La looked up at Chi Mengli and found that the other party was not angry. He quickly continued: "Lianhua said that whoever makes the most profit will be the needle. Let me keep a close eye on you, Brother Sheng."

"I was also asked to get some happy pills and secretly get along well with Uesugi Yue, and then nothing happened."

After getting all the information out of his mind, Li Fa looked eagerly at the handsome Sheng, hoping that Sheng would keep his promise and give him a way out.

"Liba, you are a traitor. Even if I can let you go, the head of the family will not let you go. According to the family rules, you will be dragged to the cold storage and punished with three knives and six holes. You are too skinny and weak to withstand it."

"You only have one way out now, and that is to make up for your crime and make meritorious contributions. The head of the clan will definitely forgive you for your contributions."

"I want you to go back to Jizai's boxing gym and keep an eye on Jizai and Uesugi Yue for me. You must report to me everything they do."

"Jimi, take Liba to the clinic to get his wounds treated and change his clothes."

"The show is over, I'm going to go back to sleep."

Chi Mengli took a look at the oil spots on the pants. These pants had just been worn for one day and had to be sent for dry cleaning. This would definitely be blamed on Lianhua.

Hearing the order, Ji Mi nodded, then pulled up the fence, walked out of the box, and went to the clinic to bandage his wounds.

The show is over, Chi Mengli put on his suit jacket. Sichuan and Chongqing hotpot is good in every way except that it smells bad. It looks like this suit needs to be sent to a foreign dry cleaner.

The group went downstairs, and the cashier at the front desk asked about the private room and said that the bill had already been paid by Lianhua.

Since someone had paid the bill, Chi Mengli left the hot pot restaurant. At night, Yau Ma Tei was still busy with traffic. He turned his head and looked at Bo Caidong who had followed him out. He whispered, "Brother Robin is confused and talking nonsense."

"It seems that he has grown old and has forgotten the truth that too much talk leads to mistakes."

"Pull yourself down! It's a sin to work for a gang leader anytime!"

"I am old and must have many diseases. I don't want to see this flop!"

Bo Xidong had a problem with Robin a long time ago. He did not cultivate young talents like Brother Sheng, but only let Brother Sheng guard the parking stall, not giving him any chance to stand out. He only showed favoritism to Lianhua, Ji Zai and others.

But in the end, it was Brother Sheng who stepped up to clean up the mess.

They are nowhere to be seen when work is being done, but all of them come out when it is time to hinder.

"Brother Sheng, I promise to make Grandpa speechless. There is nothing wrong with Stanley, but there are many desperate people who do things for money. Many of those who wear redwoods will never be able to leave in their lifetime. I will definitely consider my family."

"By the way, Brother Sheng, I rented the apartment next door and let Xizi and Hesheng live there. Dakouya hired a knifeman to mess with us. We need to bring a few more brothers with us to be reliable."

Fortunately, Dakouya had no money in his pocket, so he only hired one butcher. If seven or eight butchers had worked together, the food would definitely be ruined.

"The Pearl Building is a bit crowded, and the eastern tunnel has not been completed yet, so it's inconvenient to get in and out. Is there any news about the land I asked you to inquire about?"

Shau ​​Kei Wan has great potential for development in the future. Chi Mengli wants to take advantage of the low land prices to buy a few plots of land, engage in real estate development, and build commercial and residential buildings.

If you can get land by the sea, it would be nice to build a detached house yourself. Nowadays, it is no longer popular among the rich in Hong Kong to live in Mid-Levels or Victoria Peak. They all go to Repulse Bay to buy land and build detached houses.

There is no property tax in Hong Kong, only rates. The so-called rates are an indirect tax levied on the use of property.

Rates are levied on all properties in Hong Kong, including private and public housing, commercial buildings, factories, warehouses, etc.

The rateable value is the estimated annual rent that a property could reasonably fetch if it were rented out on a particular date.

The rates collection rate is determined by the Chief Secretary and is generally adjusted annually based on the fiscal budget and other factors. The current collection rate will not exceed three percent of the rent.

But the landlords in Hong Kong will not bear this rate themselves. They will add it to the rent. Since the rent cap was abolished, the rent has been rising.

Now, if you want to rent a single room in a tenement building in Hong Kong Island or Kowloon Island, it will cost you three to four hundred dollars per month, not including the water, electricity and rates. If you add them all, it will cost four to five hundred dollars.

They are all profiteers!

"There are a few plots of land that need to be sold, but the land price in Shau Kei Wan has risen, and it's more than 100 yuan per square foot, and there is a transfer fee of 3,000 yuan. It's a failure. Now the land in Ho Tin Man and To Kwa Wan is only more than 300 yuan per square foot, and there is no transfer fee."

"Brother Sheng, there is no hope in Shau Kei Wan. If you buy it, it will definitely rot in your hands and you won't be able to sell it." Bo Xi Dong said seriously.

His trusted henchman has the advantage of being loyal but also has the disadvantage of being brainless and not having any business sense at all. Chi Mengli shook his head helplessly and said, "Once the Eastern Corridor is built, Shau Kei Wan will definitely develop rapidly."

"The land sold by the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau is cheap, NT$150 per square foot, and there is no transfer fee. But it has not been sold for almost two months. The foreigners are reclaiming land while hoarding the land."

“Whether it’s Shark Dan Tong or Shenxian Li, the Guo brothers have already acquired land in Shau Kei Wan.”

"This is what Wang Haiquan said when he was drunk. I promised to buy you a high-end apartment in Sheung Wan, Central, but now I have changed my mind. We will rent a house in Kowloon Tong."

"Use the money you would have spent on the apartment to buy land in Shau Kei Wan. With land comes wealth. Buy more plots of land and build detached houses near the mountains or the sea, and commercial buildings in flat areas."

"Within ten years, we two brothers will be rich!"

Chi Mengli couldn't say that it was his own analysis that revealed the development of Shau Kei Wan. After all, Robin pointed out that he was a suspect and that he was a needle planted by the police in the bathroom. He should keep a low profile and say that the information was stolen from him by Wang Haiquan.

"I heard from Brother Sheng, Xiaomei's father, that there are no good auspicious days in the second half of the year, so he asked us to get the marriage certificate first and hold the wedding next year."

"My mom, eldest sister, and eldest brother all agreed. Xiaomei will graduate from accounting school next year. Her school has a computer class, and she wants to learn computer science."

"It's always good to study more. I just paid the tuition today. We will hold the wedding after Xiaomei graduates."

“There’s no rush for the house.”

When Chi Mengli heard that there was no rush for the house, he felt relieved and nodded. He would receive 900,000 yuan tomorrow, which would be just the right amount to use to buy the land.

"Brother Sheng, I'm driving your car away. Do you want me to pick you a new one? A two-door sports car is cool. Boxing champion Sheng, that loser, drives a Porsche."

"Looking for Shuiche Niu, I can get you a luxury car. When I went to ask about the price of the truck, I found that he had a Volvo (Volvo) 240 that he hadn't sold yet."

"I asked the price out of curiosity. It only costs 80,000 yuan and you can drive away. But if you want to register the car, you need to pay an additional 5,000 yuan."

"Brother Sheng, that car is very beautiful. If you like it, I will drive it over tomorrow. Since it cannot be sold, I can still bargain for a lower price."

Clothes make the man, and Buddhas depend on gold ornaments. Chi Mengli is now considered a celebrity in the underworld and a big shot. Riding in a van all day long also damages his image.

The Volvo 240 sedan is very good and can be considered one of the luxury models. It is also very prestigious to drive it.

"Okay, since I promised to give you the Toyota Supra-A40, I can't drive it every day, so I'll buy a new car. I'll need a car to support me when I discuss business with my boss later."

"Shuiche Niu is really good! He can even get a luxury car like this."

Chi Mengli opened the car door and got in. Seeing that the boss agreed, Bo Xidong also sat in the driver's seat, started the Toyota Supra-A40, and returned to Shau Kei Wan.

Xizai and Hesheng also quickly got on the van and followed behind the Toyota Supra-A40 to protect the boss's safety.

After attending Hongtai's funeral, Do did not return to Shanghai City Nightclub to work. She gave the appearance fee to Xi Pao and Feiying, wrapped a big red envelope, and pushed Xi Pao to Kowloon Walled City.

Stepping into the Kowloon Walled City is like stepping into a dark abyss forgotten by the world.

The narrow streets are like a maze, winding and unplanned, and only wide enough for two or three people to pass by each other.

Above your head, all kinds of electric wires crisscross like a tangled spider web, giving you a sense of oppression that can envelop you at any time.

The buildings are stacked one upon the other, almost completely blocking out the sky. Only a few faint rays of light can shine through the narrow gaps, but they cannot dispel the haze that permeates the air.

The corridor was filled with a damp and moldy smell, mixed with the stench of various garbage, which was pungent and nauseating.

The rooms were divided into extremely small spaces, so cramped that it made people feel suffocated.

Every inch of land seems to have been utilized to the extreme. People are struggling to survive in this small corner, with each other's space squeezed out and privacy out of the question.

Here, you can hear every cough and every whisper coming from next door, as if the sounds of the entire fortress are compressed into this small world, constantly echoing and colliding in your ears, forming a distracting noise.

The walled city was bustling with people, all kinds of people were coming and going in this cramped space, shoulder to shoulder.

Their faces are mostly filled with fatigue and numbness, and their eyes reveal helplessness and confusion about life.

Occasionally, you can see some children playing in the corner, but they are moving cautiously in the limited space. They have no broad space to run and play. Only this depressing city is the world in which they grow up.

Do, who was pushing the cannon forward, saw a pale and skinny dead friend lying on the ground, licking the puddles on the ground.

This is the dirty water used to wash the tray and syringe, with some remnants of Miss Bai in it. The dead fellow has no silver in his pocket, so in order to relieve the thirst in his body, he can only drink the dirty water.

"Do sister, it's not too late to regret now."

Xi Pao grew up in Kowloon Walled City, and he was already accustomed to the scene before him.

The home of Yiqun's current leader, Yaqi, is just in front. You can change your mind before you step into the door. Even if Yaqi knows, he will just laugh it off and won't say anything.

But once you set foot into the Confucian Temple where Yaqi is temporarily staying, there will be no regrets.

Once you embark on the road of martial arts, there is no turning back.

"Brother Pao, I've made up my mind. I have no choice any longer."

"You should have seen it today. The boss behind me is Tian Si from Japan. He is going to support me in opening a stall."

"Yiqun is just like the Number Gang. We have no objection to the brothers in the society starting a group. Feiying has already agreed to take over. Brother Pao, are you willing to come and help me? If you come, we can work together."

"There's no other benefit. You'll definitely have one of the places in Yau Ma Tei."

Do never thought of living under someone else's roof and going to work with Yaqi. She was preparing to open a new business, raise her own name, and create a new brand.

Xi Pao didn't expect Do's plan to be so big. Yi Qun had been in existence for nearly twenty years, and only three characters were born. He didn't know whether to say that Do was ambitious or wishful thinking.

However, Do was willing to open a show for him in Yau Ma Tei, which attracted him a lot.

People die for money and birds die for food. Every gangster wants to go to Yau Tsim Mong to show his skills and make a name for himself.

"Damn, Sister Do, I admire you. As long as you do what you say, I will support you to the end!"

(End of this chapter)