Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 243:20: So what is the price?
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(I'm really sorry that all the chores these days have come together.)
No one knows more comprehensively than the Number Gang how much a new studio will cost.

Apart from Shaw Brothers, Great Wall, and the film company run by Shanghainese, all the operating theatres in Hong Kong were bustling with gangsters from the Number Gang. These people were purely technical workers and did not participate in horse show, filming, or watching shows.

Because they are all stagehands, makeup artists, props team, lighting team, martial arts stand-ins, and extras.

The film sets and theaters cannot do without these people. After all, only Shaw Brothers and Great Wall Brothers own independent film studios. Great Wall Brothers is currently in a weak position and the films it produces are mostly art films.

Small and medium-sized film companies generally adopt a contract employment system, where they are paid once a month, and they would not spend a lot of money to maintain a logistics team.

"No problem, I will notify Miss Ruan Wen tomorrow, and I will ask her to sign the transfer agreement as soon as the check arrives."

"This way, Miss Ruan Wen won't suffer any loss, and Miss Nine, your bosses will also be satisfied. This result is acceptable to everyone."

"The matter has been resolved satisfactorily. Tomorrow night is the Changhong meeting, so we will meet at the Changhong meeting. I have an appointment with someone, so I won't disturb you, Miss Nine, from having tea."

Chi Mengli was quite satisfied with this price. Ruan Wen had already decided not to continue making movies. If someone could take over the mess, she would be satisfied and would happily transfer the project away.

Having said all that needed to be said, he stood up and prepared to return to the Sheraton Hotel to rest and attend the Changhong meeting tomorrow night.

"Wait a minute! Don't be so impatient. I have something else to tell you."

The Ninth Girl reached out and turned over the teacup in front of Chi Mengli. She first clamped the purple clay cup with a bamboo clip, scalded it with boiling water, and poured a new cup of tea.

"This is the best West Lake Longjing. Now there are people who specialize in the business of mainland tea. I don't like Gongfu tea. I prefer green tea."

"Let me tell you a little secret. Uncle Crocodile from Meizidui is already old and wants to transfer Zidui. Uncle Deng from Liansheng is the only buyer, but they couldn't agree on the price."

"Uncle Deng wants to calm down for a while and let Uncle Crocodile see the reality clearly."

"For my father, selling a sign with words is not a big deal. After all, as long as he nods, the prince nods, the number company can sell as many words as it wants."

"But just today, Uncle Crocodile called my dad personally and told me that the Meizidui sign had found a buyer and was sold for a high price of two million."

"Uncle Crocodile said that he will retire tonight and asked a few old brothers to come out as witnesses. From now on, everything in Meizidui will have nothing to do with Crocodile. The ups and downs in the underworld will not affect him."

"It's a very strange thing, but since my old brother asked me to do it, I can only accept it."

"I had to go meet Miss Ruan Wen, so I didn't go to Uncle Crocodile's retirement ceremony, but Bai He went, and he took a photo for me."

Having said this, the Ninth Girl deliberately paused. She picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and glanced at Chi Mengli sitting opposite her.

But she found that Chi Mengli, who sat back in the chair, was neither sad nor happy, just like the Buddha statues in the temple. He did not give herself the chance to analyze her expression. What a weirdo!

"Brother Sheng, aren't you curious at all?" Ninth Girl asked curiously, taking a sip of tea.

Chi Mengli shook her head and replied indifferently: "Ms. Jiu, you kept me here just to tell me the answer. Why should I be curious about the news that I will know soon?"

"But we are not related at all. Miss Nine will not tell me the news for no reason. It seems that I have to pay a heavy price."

"Ninth Miss, everyone in the martial arts world knows that I, Handsome Sheng, am the most generous. But they don't know that I, Handsome Sheng, hate being cheated. What I give more to is what I am willing to give, but if I am cheated, I will get it back."

Hearing Chi Mengli's half-threatening, half-warning words, Ninth Girl paused for a moment while pouring tea, but immediately returned to normal and continued, "I'm not afraid of threats, nor am I afraid that Brother Sheng will come and cause trouble for me."

"Young and Dangerous people are in the limelight in the morning and in the funeral home in the morning. They make money by licking blood on the edge of a knife."

"But Brother Sheng is different. You are using the name of the water room to run your own business. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people like you who are smart and sharp-minded. The new young men who have come to power, like my boss Baihe, only think about fighting and killing, and think that the world is a place for competition and winning."

"But times have changed! The police have already made the main targets of crackdowns on brothels, brothels, and horse stalls. If we, the gangsters, do anything out of line, we will be killed by the police."

"The good times of Lei Luo are gone forever."

Ninth Miss sighed sincerely, added a little more hot water to the teapot, and then continued: "The future of Hong Kong lies in real estate and tourism. These two things are the most challenging for municipal services."

"Brother Sheng, you are the first one to take the lead in entering the garbage disposal industry. You have the most delicious piece of fat meat. You definitely don't mind me coming in to have a sip of soup!"

When Chi Mengli heard that Ninth Girl wanted to enter the garbage collection industry, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He put his thumb on top of his index finger, rubbed it a few times, and said with a smile: "Garbage collection is a small business, and the money earned is hard-earned."

"Besides, the big bosses in the garbage disposal industry are foreigners. I can't get big orders from the Municipal Administration or the Industrial Administration. I can only eat leftovers and earn some hard-earned money."

"But if Ninth Miss is interested, I certainly don't mind. We can eat together. I, Handsome Sheng, am not a domineering person. Anyway, behind you, Ninth Miss, is Uncle Seven, the entire number gang, and the old man, the Crown Prince."

"With so many huge Buddhas standing behind you, Ninth Lady, I don't even have the courage to speak."

Hearing Chi Mengli's polite words, Ninth Girl shook her head and sighed in her heart. Dad was right. Among the 36-digit group of Heji, the most difficult ones to deal with are not He Liansheng, but Shuifang and Anle.

The people in the water room have four ways to make money: mahjong parlors, rice washing machines, Macau casinos, and high seas gambling ships. As long as Hong Kong exists, the water room will be strong. Besides, the bigwigs in the water room don't like to cause trouble and all of them are focused on making money.

She also saw the murderous intent flashing in Chi Mengli's eyes. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she continued, "Brother Sheng, you may have misunderstood. Now all the licenses of garbage disposal companies have been tightened. It seems that the big bosses are going to be eliminated."

"Compared with these capital giants, we are just a bunch of weaklings."

"But there are far more weaklings than crocodiles, and the big crocodiles don't bother to interact with us."

(End of this chapter)