Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 399, Section 175: Trouble Must Be Solved One by One (Part 2)

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Seeing the sparrow's unique design, Chi Mengli was quite frightened. She went over and touched it, and found that it was still breathing, so she breathed a sigh of relief. To cause a death in front of the cops is like a big plane.

Jasmine thought kung fu was all fake. She had been to the film sets of Golden Harvest and Shaw Brothers, and most of the stuntmen there had pretty moves, but they were not as good as the fighting techniques taught by Wong Chuk Hang.

But Liangzai Sheng's previous moves were fluid and ruthless; he took down three armed Wenques with his bare hands.

"Silly girl, run!"

If you're going to act, you have to go all the way. Chi Mengli pretended not to know that Jasmine was a policeman. She reached out, grabbed the policewoman's hand, kicked the skateboard up, grabbed it, and dragged Jasmine along the road like a street thug.

This scene was like something out of an idol movie, and Jasmine was a little dazed. She secretly glanced at the handsome face of the dashing young man, feeling somewhat excited.

As Chi Mengli ran, she held Jasmine's hand. She felt that the ghost woman's palm was nice to the touch, very warm. She ran for several hundred meters in one breath, until she left the street, before slowing down and stopping.

"Damn it! I ran into trouble as soon as I left home this morning. I must have forgotten to check the almanac before I left!"

"Alright! We're safe now. Let's go our separate ways, and see you again someday!"

Chi Mengli breathed a sigh of relief, returned the skateboard to Jasmine, and then went up the stairs to take the subway.

Jasmine watched Chi Mengli's departing figure and did not continue to pursue her. The tracking manual stated that she had already been exposed and could not continue to follow her. She needed to formulate a new plan.

The mobile command vehicle had already stopped at the roadside. Without the slightest hesitation, she continued to glide forward, and the mobile command vehicle continued forward until it turned a corner before Jasmine got into the vehicle.

Upon arriving at the subway station, Chi Mengli did not take the subway. Instead, she sat on a chair and kept staring at the subway entrance until she found no suspicious targets. Only then did she take out a Dupont lighter from her pocket.

He ran his fingertip around the surface of the Dupont lighter, but there were no familiar scratches. Just as he had suspected, the Dupont lighter had been switched.

The cops outside are really well-prepared! They even know what kind of lighter I use; they've really got me completely under their noses!

Thinking of this, Chi Mengli stood up, walked into the subway, and secretly threw the Dupont lighter, worth several thousand yuan, onto the subway floor, hoping someone would find it.

The subway is more efficient than a taxi. During the morning rush hour, you might not even be able to walk 50 meters now.

However, the subway is like a sardine can, making it hard to breathe, especially for the housewife in front of me. She shouldn't eat garlic so early in the morning; the smell makes her dizzy and lightheaded.

Finally, he made it to Yau Ma Tei. Chi Mengli quickly got off the bus, went up the stairs, and arrived at the bustling Yau Ma Tei stop. He walked half a block before returning to the Sheraton Hotel.

"Chi Sheng, good morning!"

A foreign doorman dressed in a Japanese suit opened the hotel door and greeted Chi Mengli.

Chi Mengli took out her recovered wallet, pointed out a red snapper, handed it to the doorman, and then entered the hotel lobby.

The big hotels in Hong Kong have all become cunning. The doormen are all foreigners, all with authentic Oxford accents, just to give Chinese customers a sense of superiority.

Chi Mengli took the elevator to the floor where the private room was located and strode towards it.

The henchman who was smoking in the corridor saw Brother Sheng return, so he quickly put out his cigarette, opened the door to the private room, and welcomed Brother Sheng in.

Inside the private room, Spinach Dong, Ji Mi, Acong, and Xiren were playing bridge on the sofa. Judging from the chips, Spinach Dong, Ji Mi, and Acong had all lost, while only Xiren's family had won.

Bridge is math; even if you put all three of them together, they wouldn't be enough to make Xiren lick her toes.

"Brother Sheng!"

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Upon seeing Chi Mengli return, all four of them stood up to greet her.

"Everyone sit down! Let's keep playing! But let me reiterate, you can lick your fingers, but you can't play with real money. The family that loses the most has to treat the rest of us to dinner."

Chi Mengli made a joke, and everyone present except for Spinach Dong laughed.

"Brother Sheng, Teacher Li sent you an invitation early this morning, saying that he had promised to give it to you."

With the big boss back, the card game obviously couldn't continue. Everyone present knew Chi Mengli's temperament: he didn't care about eating or drinking, and he might even sit with you for a while; he didn't care about whoring either, but gambling and drugs were off-limits.

The group of people present were so bored while waiting that they sat together to play cards to pass the time. In fact, they were all extremely sleepy and wanted to go back to their rooms to rest.

Invitation?

Chi Mengli was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that when Professor A was kidnapped, Teacher Li, that pretentious guy, said he would take her to see the world, so she smiled and nodded.

Xi Ren quickly took out the invitation from a drawer and handed it to Chi Mengli with both hands.

Chi Mengli opened the outer envelope, took out the invitation inside, and read it carefully.

【C35/3051】

Mr. Satchi, the room with the indoor swimming pool is ready.

[9 PM, December 31, 1978]

This is going to drag on until the New Year!
Having memorized all the information, Chi Mengli returned the envelope and invitation to Xiren.

"Hesheng is dead! I heard it was Holland who did it. Ah Dong, you recommended him, so get someone to come and get him out of here."

"Xi Ren, I need all the information about Ruan Wen!"

"Jimi, Ye Guiwang has been watching Ruan Wen for a long time. It's impossible that there hasn't been a single sign of trouble. Are you hiding something from me?"

Chi Mengli tossed her suit jacket aside; the pocket had a large hole and needed to be taken to a boutique for mending.

Ji Mi shook his head, then glanced at the few bastards around him, coughed, and said with difficulty, "Boss, Holland and Sister-in-law had an ambiguous relationship before. I was going to hold a ceremony to punish them."

“You said that without solid evidence, it’s not good to take action, so I didn’t let Ye Guiwang do it. However, Ye Guiwang said yesterday that Ruan Wen hasn’t returned to the villa or gone to the company for several days. I heard he went to Southeast Asia to discuss business.”

"However, Curry Boy, who was by Ruan Wen's side, packed his bags and left Hong Kong. I heard that his contract expired and Ruan Wen did not renew it. Ye Guiwang personally saw him off."

This is good news. Curry Boy's bodyguard family kills the old and then the young. As long as the whole family is not wiped out, they will continue to seek revenge on the murderer who killed their employer. This is one less troublesome one.

Chi Mengli nodded, looked at Acong, and said, "Since only Ye Guiwang is in the villa, let's go in. Acong, you take some people there. Ji Mi, you come along too, and see if there are any clues."

"Get to work!"

"Call Xizai back; I have something to tell him to do."

The trusted subordinates who had been assigned tasks all left the private room and the living room to do their work. Only Spinach Dong stayed behind, took a bottle of Perrier from the refrigerator for Chi Mengli, and said, "Brother Sheng, it's almost the New Year. Even if you have to do something, you should wait."

"It's bad luck to have blood on your hands around the New Year!"

Hong Kong people are superstitious about feng shui and fortune. Around the New Year, all kinds of gangs will not take action because it is considered taboo. After all, if the year starts badly, there will be no peace for the whole year.

When it comes to the person who is happiest to take action, it has to be Spinach Dong. However, in order to ensure a smooth year ahead, he still suggested to Sheng Ge that the house-cleaning should be postponed until after the New Year.

There's some truth to that. Ever since her soul traveled to Hong Kong, Chi Mengli has gone from an atheist to a skeptic, preferring to believe it rather than not.

Holland is an undercover agent. All I need to do is get rid of him. The cops will take care of the rest of the cleanup. I don't need to do it myself.

"You've made progress lately; you're starting to use your brain! That's great!"

“I’ve been thinking about it. We should give out red envelopes, but we should also give out bonuses. We can’t be too stingy. New Year’s Day is the 1st, which is three days from now. For the parking fee on that day, we only need to symbolically pay 1,000 yuan. I’ll take 900 yuan, and you, the parking emperor, will take 800 yuan.”

"The remaining amount will be split 50/50 between the parking attendants and the meter girls. The canteen will cover the meals for the three days from the 31st to the 1st."

"There probably won't be time to sit together for a banquet. Have Liji Restaurant prepare lunchboxes, one roast goose leg and one chicken leg for each person, one abalone for each person, eight dishes, and one bowl of shark fin soup for each person."

Chi Mengli thought for a moment and realized that simply giving out red envelopes was not original. It would be better to take out the parking lot revenue from the past two days and distribute it to the parking attendants and the female parking attendants.

These people are valuable resources for the gang. Sharp-minded talents can be selected from them, trained for a few years, and promoted little by little. They are also known to the gang and are considered direct subordinates of the gang.

If you want talent, you have to spend money. This is called "spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones." Scoundrels who want to make a name for themselves will all take the Yau Ma Tei Shui Fong Tribe as their first target.

"Now, all the underworld brothers in Hong Kong say that Brother Sheng is the modern-day Meng Chang, the Hong Kong Protector. Many newly emerging underworld figures want to follow you, Brother Sheng."

The more successful a triad is, the more parking spaces Spinach Tung has under his control. Now, several leaders of small triads in Yau Ma Tei have come to him wanting to cooperate. Small triads have fewer venues, and fewer venues mean fewer parking meters at the entrance.

If the wages of parking attendants in Shui Fong increase, then they have to raise their own wages too, otherwise they won't be able to recruit parking attendants, and even if they use blue lanterns, they will still have endless troubles.

Why not cooperate with the water company, hand over the parking space, collect the rent, let his subordinates, Si Jiu and Lan Denglong, work there, and let Handsome Sheng help raise the henchmen?

This has its advantages, but also its disadvantages. Things are different now. If a 49-year-old wants to switch jobs, he can do so if it's a mutual agreement and he gives a red envelope containing 88.8 yuan.

Even if you come knocking on his door, Handsome Sheng won't give you any face. If you anger this number one boss in Yau Ma Tei, you're guaranteed to be kicked out by the gangsters in the water room.

"The brothers' red envelopes are ready too, 666 yuan each, and a 2,000 yuan voucher for each person, which can be used at convenience stores and fresh food supermarkets. Each of the 49 guys will get a roast suckling pig."

"At ten o'clock in the morning, all of them are delivered to the gang's location. More than two hundred pigs are laid out together, guaranteeing that Brother Sheng will be the most handsome guy on the whole street!"

"The flower baskets have also been ordered. There are 2,800 flower baskets from 2,800 stalls across all 13 streets in Yau Ma Tei. Not a single one will be missing. However, only 60% of the stalls here are owned by the triads."

"The dragon and lion dance troupe has been found. We can't perform traditional opera now, but we've still applied to the municipal government. We can set up a stage in front of the temple. We'll start on the 31st and finish on the 1st. We'll perform one show at noon and one show at 6 pm every day."

"Sister Feng doesn't have time; she was booked half a year ago. But Boogie has found Brother Guan Jie for two songs, 80,000 yuan. I think it's once a year, so I agreed."

"Brother Shao Qiu is cheaper, 30,000 yuan for four songs, but he can only sing on the 31st because he has to participate in a TVB program on the 1st. Brother Ji has three songs, 20,000 yuan. Sister Zhen Ni can sing two songs, free of charge." When Spinach Dong mentioned Sister Zhen Ni, he paused for a moment. It's rare to see a singer who doesn't charge. But when he saw the words "Boogie" below, he suddenly realized and continued, "Brother Sheng, Sister Zhen Ni is like this, she is now an artist of Boogie's company."

"Bob-Keung arranged a drama for Jenny Tseng. Although it's a minor supporting role, it's a TVB anniversary drama, and a lot of people are watching it!"

Upon hearing that it was an exchange of benefits, Chi Mengli's tightly furrowed brows relaxed. She coughed and said, "Give me a red envelope with 8,880 yuan. Don't let Sister Zhenni work for nothing."

"Don't have too many people, just have a lively time. Arrange lunch, send invitations to all the food stalls and water taps on the site, have a meal with the big stars, take a photo together, and everyone should keep things peaceful."

"Young Master Wang and Uncle Wen will both send invitations. Old Ding, Zha Shu, and Hua Zai Rong will also send invitations."

"You decide what to do. This is the first New Year for the branch, don't make it too shabby!"

“I just received a large sum of money! I took out a portion, and gave 20,000 each to the 49ers who were watching the show, 50,000 each to Ji Mi and the others, and Xi Ren and Ah Cong also got the same amount as Ji Mi.”

"Send a golden statue to Shenxianjin, weighing no less than 100 grams, plus a check for 100,000 yuan. You take 200,000 yuan and tell Xiaomei for me that she wishes her a Happy New Year and invites her to sit at the temple during meals, since you're getting married next year."

Chi Mengli yawned, explained the key points, and left the rest to Spinach Dong.

Spinach Dong did a quick calculation and realized that the expenses for this New Year were quite high. Not counting the red envelopes given to his brothers, the banquet alone, roasted pig, and flower baskets would cost three to four hundred thousand yuan. Even Spinach Dong, who was usually extravagant, felt the pinch.

But these expenses cannot be cut back on. If you try to save money on appearances, your underworld brothers will know you're just a show-off.

Each and every penny of money came from Chi Mengli's pocket. Even if he didn't want to spend it, he had to. Even if he hadn't read The Story of the Stone, he had read the column interpretation on Zhihu.

Although the Jia family fell because the emperor's favor had faded, Jia Tanchun directly revealed her own weakness, wanting to live a life of her own in her small building. This was the main reason why others took advantage of her misfortune. The weaker she was, the more extravagant she had to be; she couldn't afford to lose face.

If people see through your facade, you'll have no chance of turning things around!
Spinach saw that Chi Mengli was also tired, so he finished talking about the important things and then went to find Xizai.

After a morning of fussing and sweating, Chi Mengli took a shower and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

Ah-Cong and Ji-Mi left the Sheraton Hotel, gathered a van full of henchmen, and drove to Victoria Peak.

Only Ye Guiwang and a few nannies were in Ruan Wen's villa. Ye Guiwang opened the villa gate and let A Cong and Ji Mi into the villa.

"Boss! Miss Ruan Wen isn't here."

Ye Guiwang quickly opened the car door, invited his sworn brother to get out, and explained the situation inside the villa.

Ji Mi, who got off the bus, nodded to indicate that she understood, and then looked at A Cong beside her.

"The person is gone, but the stuff is still here, search! Who would believe that this gossipy old woman has no clues at all!"

Ah Cong walked straight into the villa, intending to turn it upside down.

Ye Guiwang didn't know A Cong, but he knew his sect leader Ji Mi. Seeing that Ji Mi didn't say anything and tacitly approved of A Cong's actions, he could only cooperate.

The villa was ransacked, but no useful clues were found. However, the storage room in the basement provided Ah Cong with a breakthrough, since there was an air conditioner, a mattress and bedding, and a few coats that had not been taken.

“These are Holland’s jackets; I’ve seen Holland wear them before.”

Seeing Ah Cong and Ji Mi looking at him, Ye Guiwang quickly spoke up, saying that these clothes belonged to Holland.

Upon hearing that the clothes belonged to Holland, Ah Cong took out a pair of gloves from his pocket, asked the henchmen behind him for a plastic bag, put a plaid shirt into the plastic bag, and then picked up the cup from the bedside table and put it into the plastic bag as well.

After taking all the things, Ah Cong looked at Ji Mi, nodded to indicate that everything was settled, and walked out of the basement.

"Give these banknotes to these Filipino maids and tell them to keep their mouths shut and not to talk nonsense."

"We've never been here!"

Ji Mi looked at Ye Guiwang, gave him a few words of advice, handed him a stack of banknotes, and then followed A Cong away.

Holland was indeed hiding in Ruan Wen's villa, just as Sheng Ge had predicted.

Seducing his sister-in-law and betraying his brother, Holland is doomed this time!
Xi Ren got into her car, took out her pager, and began to decipher the numbers on the pager screen. Some pagers could send digital messages to pagers, but you needed to get your hands on the pager's codebook to decipher these messages.

Deciphering numbers was her forte, and she quickly deciphered the numerical information. Then, she stepped on the gas, drove away from the Sheraton Hotel, and headed towards Castle Peak Road.

Inside the Electro-Acoustic Building on Qingshan Road, Teacher Li looked at the two long-haired scoundrels in front of him and sighed. He couldn't understand why these scoundrels had messed up such a simple job.

"Boss, we've done our best. The whole team of eight has been working overtime for two nights, but we still haven't found a single clue. We've collected all the information on the arrested officers."

“We have been screening phone numbers, call records, letters, and telegrams, and Sister Judy is reviewing them one by one.”

“Boss, if I were you, I wouldn’t walk into Sister Judy’s office, because she’s been unusually irritable lately! Of course, if you give me fifteen days, I guarantee I’ll complete the task you assign me!”

The tall man had long, hairy hair that hadn't been washed for at least two weeks, emitting an unpleasant odor. He looked at the documents on the table, somewhat at a loss. He only had eight people, all of whom were elites in the intelligence analysis industry, but they still couldn't handle the massive amount of documents.

Just as the tall, long-haired man was recounting his many hardships, a tall, beautiful woman in stockings dressed as a maid walked in, carrying a rather heavy fruit basket.

“Sang Biao, don’t be too nervous. I know you’re just trying to fool me. I know the nun well. Right now, she’s definitely cooking pork stew.”

"Let her have her fun! Don't disturb her. After all, she'll be living off the divine message given by the pork for the rest of her life! How blasphemous!"

The tall, long-haired man had terrible personal hygiene, but he was a very refined middle-aged man, which didn't suit the name "Sang Biao" at all.

Teacher Li reached out and took the fruit basket from the maid, swept all the documents on the table onto the floor, and placed the fruit basket in the center.

“I brought a small gift for Her Excellency the Sister, a token of my condolences. This is an LS singing bowl, the finest gift in Tantric Buddhism. As you know, I am fond of mysticism, but I have made a slight modification.”

"There's jackfruit, vitamin B, kola nuts, and two bags of dried yak meat in here. The last time I saw Her Excellency the nun, I found her to be in very poor condition. Is she a vegetarian?"

"Oh, right! I also put on two of my favorite Bach records, hoping they can soothe my mind and body. I wish I could relax a bit more at work; I'm just too stressed right now!"

Teacher Li introduced the improved LS singing bowl, since Tantric Buddhism only uses dried yak meat, not vitamin B or Bach's piano music.

Sang Biao was very satisfied with the gift, but he still explained on behalf of his teacher and business partner: "The underground water dungeon was really too hard to endure, boss. I heard that you also endured three months in the underground water dungeon in Phnom Penh!"

"No! Eight months! It wasn't all water prison life. After all, I had to endure three hours of interrogation every day. Those monkeys' interrogations were nonsensical. They always asked pointless questions, so I spent most of the interrogation time getting beaten up."

"An unforgettable life!"

Teacher Li corrected the rumor, his face showing little emotion; in fact, this part of his life experience didn't even qualify as hardship.

How did you manage to persevere?

Sang Biao was incredulous; he blurted out his question.

"Take a nap, do some exercise, but you know, I'm not good at running!"

"By the way, how's our dog-catching plan going?"

Teacher Li was indeed not good at running. If he had been a few dozen seconds faster and run a few hundred meters more, his leg wouldn't have been broken, and he wouldn't have been unable to run fast ever again.

Sometimes the secret to running is simple: it's not about breaking the world record, but about running faster than your competitors. Sometimes when you're young, you just don't understand these hard truths!
"Boss, don't worry, I've assembled a very professional team, but there are some shortcomings that need to be addressed. I've already contacted a few big circle members; they're a team with excellent tactical coordination. They'll arrive in Hong Kong in ten days."

"Once everyone is here, everything will be fine!"

Sang Biao reached out and led Teacher Li to a warehouse. He opened the door and showed Teacher Li all the garbage bags inside.

“I have connections with a company that shreds confidential documents. Evergreen Group is a long-term client of this company that specializes in handling confidential documents. These bags contain shredded fragments of Evergreen Group’s documents, as well as those from government agencies and private organizations,” Sang Biao said with a hint of smugness.

(Geely's acquisition of Volvo was sabotaged by a commercial espionage agency. They pieced together the fragments to determine the bottom price, but HSBC activated a second plan, which prevented any major problems.)
"So you have access to Evergreen Group's original data?"

Teacher Li immediately became interested. He hadn't expected that Sang Biao would give him such a big surprise. If he sold this raw data to the Zhao, Bao, or Dong families, he could get hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars in operating expenses every quarter.

Who would have thought that these pieces of waste paper would turn into a treasure trove that could produce real money?

“These are all level two intelligence pieces, and they are very difficult to piece together. It’s an impossible task, but if you can pay an extra five million Hong Kong dollars, I guarantee I can piece together all these fragments.”

The complaints were merely a ploy to gain higher authority and funding; Sang Biao directly offered five million Hong Kong dollars.

“I hate going over budget, but I love puzzles. Get it done, and the money will be in your pocket tonight.”

Teacher Li nodded in agreement, saying he was willing to go bankrupt as long as he could find the old dog hiding behind the scenes.

The maid standing to the side felt the vibration at her waist. She took out her pager, glanced at it, and then said, "Master, Miss Xiren has arrived!"

Teacher Li didn't want Xiren to know that she had formed a new team on Qingshan Road, and there happened to be a coffee shop on the first floor where she could sit down.

"Speed ​​up! An old dog's sense of smell may be fading, but it's very experienced. If it senses danger, it will run away, and then I won't get to enjoy the thrill of the hunt!"

Teacher Li walked to the front door, suddenly turned around, and said to Sang Biao.

"Manual labor can't beat machinery. I've ordered two industrial-grade scanners from Sony and commissioned West Germans to design industrial software that guarantees I can find everything you need within the specified time!"

We live in the age of computers. Although the Internet of Things hasn't started yet, computers can already independently complete the work that hundreds of people could do alone. Sang Biao loves this era full of technological hope!

"There is indeed wisdom hidden beneath your tangled hair."

Mr. Li doesn't understand computers, but he has hired a computer expert to teach him how to use this amazing machine skillfully because he likes the smell that computers give off.

Having said everything that needed to be said, Teacher Li, accompanied by her two maids, took the elevator to the coffee shop. She left a message for Xi Ren using the self-service telephone on the wall of the coffee shop, and then waited for the woman to arrive.

(End of this chapter)