Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 117-13: Using the Force to Attack
"Brother Sheng, there are two to three hundred people working with the gang now, which is enough for us to defeat Dakouya. Besides, there are a lot of housing estate guys around Jimi, all waiting for you to open a temple and recruit them as forgers."

"Those scattered immortals are so arrogant that they rely on the fortune-telling they have drawn. Sometimes they don't even give face to Grandpa. I'm afraid that it will be easier to invite the gods than to send them away."

Bocaidong was happy to hear the news of the opening of a big project, but he was somewhat reluctant to hear that Brother Sheng was going to ask those who drew the lot for life and death and stayed in Stanley for the sake of his money to come and help.

There are not many places to begin with, and there is not enough space for the brothers to share, let alone for outsiders.

However, he still has a group of blue lanterns without incense sticks under his command, which are not considered people from the water room. If these immortals do not know what's good for them, he will bring people to break their hands and feet and send them to Crab Island to feed crabs.

Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Bo Xidong is obedient in front of Brother Sheng because he respects Brother Sheng, but all the gangsters in Yau Ma Tei know that Bo Xidong has the worst temper, the toughest bones, and the most ruthless behavior.

"You know nothing!"

"Even if we don't invite these scattered immortals to help us now, Lao Ding will speak up in a few days. Ah Da will not allow the whole hall to be of one mind, and will definitely interfere."

"All the same color? Don't dream, it's safer to try it!"

"Now that I have taken the initiative to stand up, these scattered immortals will not thank Zitou or Laoding, they will only remember this small favor from me."

"Since I can't avoid it, I'll just take advantage of it."

"Pay the bill!"

Chi Mengli stood up, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a gold bull (one thousand yuan), and threw it on the table.

Hearing the call for the bill from inside the box, the waiter hurried in and said timidly, "Sir, the bill has already been paid."

"I'm having morning tea and I'm not used to other people paying for it. Mr. Wen paid for his own meal, so we split the bill."

After Chi Mengli finished speaking, he prepared to put on his coat and leave this annoying box.

"Sir, if it's AA, this money is not enough."

The waiter at Lu Yu Tea House mustered up his courage and spoke out before the guests left.

Chi Mengli, who wanted to leave the box, was also stunned for a moment. He had just looked at the menu. Although the snacks were twice as expensive as those in ordinary morning tea shops, they were still within an acceptable range.

A big gold bull is enough for eating shark fin, abalone and lobster, how can it not be enough to pay the bill!
Black shop?

"Are you kidding me? Miss, do you not know how to count? Open your eyes and take a good look at how many zeros there are! It's too much!"

Bocaidong felt like he was going insane. A thousand yuan for a breakfast was not enough. Failure!
"Gentlemen, if you only pay for the meal, a big gold bull will be enough. But if you add the room fee, it will not be enough. The rooms in the tea room are all spiritual study and confession rooms, and they have been blessed by a master."

"According to Hong Kong law, words spoken in a religious confessional cannot be counted as evidence, cannot be quoted, and cannot be recorded."

Now Chi Mengli finally understood why the wealthy men in Hong Kong liked to come to Lu Yu Tea House to discuss business. It must be that these bastards knew how to have fun.

He pulled out his wallet, took out another big gold bull from it, and then looked at the waiter.

The waiter reacted immediately and nodded affirmatively, indicating that it was enough this time.

Each family pays half, I pay 2,000 and Wen Liangren pays 2,000. That means this 15-square-meter private room can earn 4,000 yuan in one morning.

Even a senior Chinese secretary in the Sheung Wan Chief Secretary's Office only makes 5,000 dollars a month. The police officers earn a lot because they are working on the front line and receive high overtime pay and allowances.

After paying the money, Chi Mengli left the box without looking back. It was so embarrassing, really so embarrassing.

The news that Liangzai Sheng had summoned the scattered immortals within the group quickly spread to all the major halls of the group.

Da Chong sat in the tea restaurant, drinking a straw from his mouth, reading the tabloids.

Hongtai's funeral is the latest front-page headline. The handsome Sheng is blocked by two big black umbrellas, and he is more eye-catching than those gangsters who show their faces.

Throwing the street!

What a flop!
Da Chong cursed in his heart, but he didn't even know who he was cursing.

"Brother Chong, the French toast, fresh milk, and two fried eggs you requested, Brother Beibi put two extra strips of bacon in there for you."

"Slow use!"

The waiter placed the breakfast in front of Da Chong and then went to clear the plates on the table in front.

"Thank you, Beibi brother!"

Da Chong shouted loudly towards the kitchen, then picked up his knife and fork and began to eat the food on the plate.

The fried eggs have runny yolks, the bacon is fried to a half-burnt color, and the French toast is so buttery that it makes your breakfast look, smell, and taste great.

After he had finished all the food on the plate, Da Chong leaned back in his chair, burped comfortably, then picked up the milk and drank it in big gulps.

After the meal, the tea restaurant gradually became less crowded. A baby in a chef's uniform came out of the kitchen, took out a box of red money from his shirt pocket, and threw one to Da Chong. "I started work last night and stayed in the parking lot all night. You didn't go home to sleep, but ran three blocks to the tea restaurant. It must not be for a free breakfast."

"The tea restaurant has been doing good business recently. I can still spare a few thousand yuan. You can use it for emergency purposes first."

Beibi knew very well what kind of person his brother was. He worked all night, did not go home to sleep, and ran three blocks. He must have something to ask for.

Borrowing money is like climbing to the sky, and human relationships are as thin as paper.

If it's not an urgent matter, Da Chong will never ask for help. We have been brothers for many years, so if we can help, we will help.

"What the hell? The parking stall has been doing good business lately, and I've saved up a lot of money. I also want to ask Beibi to eat rat spots."

"Brother Beibi, I'm not looking for you to borrow money today, I have something else important to tell you."

"A Bing called me just now, and I called him back and found out something very happy."

"Brother Shabao is blessed, and his family will prosper (one man's success brings prosperity to his family)!"

"Ever since he became Lao Ding's head horse, our lives have become much better and our luck has started to change."

"I went to Wong Tai Sin and drew a fortune. I got the best fortune. It said fame and fortune would come, and wealth would flow in. I would find a good marriage on the Peach Blossom Bridge. The experts would guide me to dispel the disaster, and the clouds and fog would clear to reveal the blue sky."

"Master said that I will gain both fame and fortune in my career, and my wealth will continue to flow in. When I encounter difficulties, a noble person will appear to give me guidance and help."

"Help eliminate disasters, turn your career around, and achieve greater success."

"I played Pai Gow last night and I was so good that I beat all those bastards until they lost all their pants!"

After Da Chong finished speaking, he took out his lighter and lit the red cigarette in his hand.

He has not been short of money recently, as his parking stall business has been good and he has saved some money. He recently decided to quit gambling, as he only played six games in three days, which was very restrained.

"You're so long-winded. My grandma can speak more fluently than you. Ah Bing is such a loser that I never had time to celebrate for him. I also had to protect Lao Ding, so I can't blame him!"

"Hurry up and get down to business. The delivery guy will be here soon. If you don't keep an eye on him, these losers will definitely deliver a batch of rotten vegetable leaves."

Beibi pressed the red cigarette in his hand into the ashtray to extinguish it, telling Dachong to speak quickly if he had anything to say or fart quickly, because he could only rest for a while and had to go back to work soon.

This tea restaurant belongs to him. He bought it with the settlement money given by his boss. Every morning when he opens his eyes, he owes people several thousand dollars, so he must pay more attention to it.

"A Bing said that Handsome Sheng called Lao Ding and said he wanted to start a big movie and was ready to make way for us. All the places that we, the scattered immortals, have conquered will be ours to look after."

"Brother Beibi, this is a good opportunity. Those of us who drew the red lottery and worked in the kiln for the boss will never have a chance to get ahead. We should be thankful that we can receive the resettlement allowance on time every month."

"The old man still has one year left in his term. If he fails to get another term, people like us will definitely not get any money."

"It's different now that I have a place. It opens up a way to make money. I don't have to live a hard life anymore."

"I've thought about it. Instead of managing a parking stall, I'd rather go out and try my luck. I've thought about it. If a handsome guy wants to drive a big movie, he must be the first to take the lead and be the turret."

"I have contacted the brothers, they all agreed. The brothers are all veterans, their hands are not shaky. Including Brother Beibi, there are nine of you. It's no problem to sweep a brothel."

"Brother Beibi, do you want to follow?"

Da Chong finished speaking in one breath, staring at Beibi's face. When it comes to fighting, Beibi is the best among the brothers, and only A Bing can defeat Beibi.

In terms of courage and intelligence, Beibi is the best. If he hadn't valued the brotherhood and spent a year in prison for the Baimen boss, he would have been promoted long ago.

The loyalty of the underworld is like a candle in the wind, easily blown out in the face of interests and power, leaving endless sorrow and resentment spreading in every corner of the underworld.

The head of the gang kept his promise and gave the resettlement fee, but the leader of the Baimen did not even wait until the baby left Stanley, as he was chopped into eight pieces by his enemy in the street.

In addition to wasting a year, Beibi only got a mere 20,000 yuan.

"Fool, how can a handsome guy like Sheng be so kind? Even if this punk keeps his promise, it takes three days to successfully plant the flag. We are just a bunch of trash and we can't do it at all."

“Forget it!”

"We can't even afford the resettlement fee, bail, or medical expenses. If something really happens, are we going to resort to loan sharking?"

The baby is clear-headed. Eight or nine people went to plant the flag and didn’t even know they were dying. This is not a fairy tale world where everyone has a bright future. If a knife cuts your body, you will bleed and die.

"Don't worry about the banknotes. Ah Bing came forward to guarantee and took 50,000 yuan from the bank's account. I went to Brother An Ming to get 30,000 yuan."

"Fifty thousand plus thirty thousand equals eighty thousand. It's enough for resettlement expenses, bail, and hospital fees. Brother Beibi, just go for it. There's no other way."

"You only have one chance. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again!"

Da Chong took out two stacks of banknotes from his pocket and placed them in front of Beibi Ge.

(End of this chapter)