Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 650, Section 240: A Negotiable Argument That Was Completely Wrong (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"The elixir is formed through nine cycles of refining; reading the chrysanthemum section of the text, one truly yearns for the realm of immortals."

"A single branch of Gui Xi is worth breaking off; invite the actors from the opera troupe to compete with him for wealth and empty fame."

“What a great couplet!”

Li, a man of letters and refined tastes, was a well-known figure in the literary world. He looked at the solid wood couplets at the Shengping Theater and sighed.

Chi Mengli nodded in agreement. Even this gangster with limited cultural knowledge could see the extraordinary nature of the couplet.

"Teacher Li, it's been a long time!"

A refined-looking middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe pushed open the wooden door of the theater. When he saw that Teacher Li had arrived, he put his hands together and bowed to Teacher Li.

"Yongsang! Long time no see, you've gotten even more beautiful! We had a good drink tonight!"

Teacher Li greeted Yong Sang, planning to have a good drink that evening. After greeting him, she turned around and introduced him to Yong Sang: "This is Brother Yu, a good brother. He came with me to see Mr. Lang Wan today."

"Hello, Brother Yongsang!"

When Chi Mengli saw the Buddhist beads on Yong Sang's wrist, she knew that Yong Sang was a convert to Buddhism. She also put her hands together and greeted Yong Sang.

"Hello, Brother Yu!"

"Mr. Langwan is waiting for you two inside. This way, please."

After Yong Sang finished speaking, he pushed open the wooden door behind him, extended his right hand, and invited Teacher Li and Chi Mengli to come inside.

The theater was very quiet because it was still broad daylight and the theater was not open for business. Several elderly men and women were sweeping and wiping the tables and floors with brooms and rags.

The stage is very large, at least 30 square meters, but it is quite different from traditional stages, somewhat like a stage for Hong Kong stage plays.

Yongsang led his group across the table, down the corridor, out of the theater lobby, and to the elevator. He pressed the elevator open button. The elevator was spacious, even larger than a typical freight elevator.

After entering the elevator, Yongsang pressed the close button, opened the emergency switch cover, pulled the handle, and the elevator shook slightly before slowly descending.

A few seconds later, the elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a spacious area of ​​nearly 500 square meters.

"this way please!"

Yong Sang extended his hand, inviting Teacher Li, Chi Mengli, and the others to come inside.

This is a processing plant. A dozen women are packing boxes. When they see Yongsang leading the way, they all look up and greet him.

"Mr. Langwan, our guest has arrived!"

Yong Sang walked up to an old man with a white beard dressed in a white silk Tang suit, muttered a couple of times, and reminded the important guest that the guest had arrived.

Lang Wan spoke a few words to the Southeast Asian monkey in front of him in the local dialect, told the monkey to go do his work, and walked to Teacher Li’s side and said, “Teacher Li, the last time we met was last year, and then I heard that your boss was taken away by the cops.”

"I still feel sorry that you, the great Eight-Faced Buddha, are getting old. Just like me, once you pass away, that's it. After all, there's not much difference between retiring in an ancestral hall and retiring in Hawaii."

"Maybe you'll be healthier at the ancestral hall, since eating on time and getting up to exercise on time are better for your health!"

"It would be a real shame if someone as talented as you were to die in Hong Kong!"

Teacher Li listened attentively to Lang Wan's words. Hearing Lang Wan's regret for him, Teacher Li said with a sigh, "My boss was betrayed by Toastmasters, otherwise he wouldn't have perished in Hong Kong."

"However, I've already dealt with this traitor. The boss can rest in peace now."

Hearing Teacher Li's hypocritical words, Chi Mengli sneered inwardly. If it weren't for Teacher Li acting as a ghost, the Eight-Faced Buddha might have actually escaped.

"You've taken over all of your boss's businesses, congratulations!"

"This is a new friend, someone I haven't met before. Teacher Li, won't you introduce him?"

Lang Wan looked at Chi Mengli, wanting Teacher Li to introduce her.

Teacher Li tugged at Chi Mengli's arm, urging him to take a step forward, and introduced him, "This is the landlord, Mr. Lang Wan, you can call him Mr. Yu."

"Yusheng! It's a pleasure to meet you. Please forgive me for not greeting you properly!"

Lang Wan took the initiative to extend his hand and shake hands with Chi Mengli, saying only polite words.

"Not at all, it's my honor to meet Mr. Lang Wan today. Mr. Lang Wan, your business is very successful!"

Chi Mengli looked at the workbench next to her and saw two women throwing two bags of Miss White into a can, then pulling down the metal nozzle on the workbench and squeezing chili sauce into the tin can.

Fill the entire tin can with chili sauce, take a lid and put it on the tin can, then use hydraulic pliers to press it down and seal the tin can with chili sauce.

"It's a small business! Miss Bai won't make much. The noodle stall is a getaway; it's a one-way street, and it won't last long."

"see this!"

Lang Wan led Chi Mengli, Teacher Li, and the others to the workbench opposite him. He picked up two small square bottles, sprayed them into the air, and said, "This is Chanel No. 5 perfume. The one on the left is the genuine product, and the one on the right is a fake."

"Take a sniff and see if there's anything different!"

Chi Mengli didn't know much about perfumes, but he felt that the two perfumes smelled the same.

As a loyal customer of luxury goods, Ms. Li took a careful sniff but couldn't detect anything different.

“This small bottle of Chanel No. 5 perfume, once loaded onto a plane and transported to West Germany, and then by truck to East Germany, saw its price jump from ten dollars to fifty dollars.”

"Five times the profit!"

“If these goods are shipped to Prague, the price will rise from fifty dollars to one hundred dollars, and in St. Petersburg it will become two hundred dollars.”

"The lawyers in Red Russia are very generous. A fake Adidas tracksuit can sell for twenty dollars as soon as it arrives in St. Petersburg."

"Do you know which English football club Russians like the most? It's Liverpool! The second favorite is Bayern Munich, because Bayern Munich's sponsor is Adidas."

"Most of my workers are women. They don't recognize the football stars who are thousands of miles away. They will misspell their names. Sometimes Kenny Dalglish will go to Bayern Munich, and Beckenbauer will go to Shakhtar Donetsk to play football!"

Russians love Adidas and rock music, and the triads in Southeast Asia are trying to establish channels with them to sell their counterfeit goods in Russia.

Of course, the main customers of these counterfeit goods, which are priced at only one-tenth of the genuine products, are young people in Europe and America. Nowadays, young people in Europe and America go to small shops in Chinatown to shop because they can buy counterfeit goods that are cheap and of good quality.

"This is indeed a good way to make money! Much more reliable than Miss Bai's!"

Police officers in various countries have an ambiguous attitude towards counterfeit goods. Most are willing to turn a blind eye and are also willing to establish some financial dealings with counterfeiters.

But Miss Bai and Pork are different. Most of them won't turn a blind eye. If they catch you doing something wrong, they'll do everything they can to get you to death and make sure you end up in jail.

Chi Mengli sincerely remarked that this was a good path to wealth.

"Mr. Lang Wan, you have a knack for making money, but the rest of us can only continue to rely on Miss Bai's connections to get by." "I heard your birthday is in four months; this is a small gift for you!"

Having finished the pleasantries, Teacher Li took the money box from the first maid and, using a ridiculous excuse, gave the gift to Lang Wan.

Lang Wan was amused by Teacher Li's nonsense. He took the box, patted it, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Teacher Li, for remembering my birthday. You're so thoughtful!"

"Let's go to my office and sit down for a good talk."

“A friend recently gave me some excellent tea, so it’s a good opportunity for everyone to try it. The kitchen has already prepared food and drinks. Since everyone is a guest, I will definitely treat them well.”

After delivering the box to Yong Sang, Lang Wan invited everyone upstairs to his office on the second floor of the theater.

Upon entering the office, Lang Wan began cleaning the tea set, took out the finest spring water, and poured it into the copper kettle. The walnut charcoal was ignited by a blowtorch, providing continuous heat and causing the spring water in the copper kettle to boil.

“Mr. Langwan, I’ve come to Clark to offer you a business deal.”

Teacher Li sat in the chair, took the Cohiba cigar handed to him by the number one maid, and politely declined it to Chi Mengli. When he saw Chi Mengli take out a cigarette case and pick out a Double Happiness cigar, he inwardly looked down on Chi Mengli's taste before putting the cigar in his mouth and slowly saying.

"If there's a way to make money, of course it's a good thing!"

"But I'm getting old, and I have a small appetite and a small belly, so I can't eat too much. If there's anything wrong with that, please forgive me, Mr. Li and Mr. Yusheng."

Lang Wan didn't bother with the laborious process of making gongfu tea. Instead, he poured some oolong tea into the teapot, waited for the spring water in the copper kettle to boil, poured the water into the teapot, covered it, and let it steep for about ten seconds.

“I know that Mr. Lang Wan has always been worried about his business and wants to expand his production line of counterfeit goods to become the king of counterfeit goods in Asia.”

"I'm prepared to sponsor your company without any conditions attached, and I won't participate in its operation. If you need sales channels, there are many street vendors selling fish; you can cooperate with them. High-quality goods at low prices are popular with everyone!"

"Mr. Langwan, you hate those Southeast Asian monkeys, and so do I. We also hate Yu Sheng. We're going to sponsor you so you can compete with these scoundrels!"

"Especially Juan, who has a blood feud with you!"

Teacher Li set out the conditions and awaited Lang Wan's reply.

Lang Wan did not answer immediately. He placed his finger on the teapot lid to test the temperature, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Teacher Li and Chi Mengli respectively.

"Tea please!"

Teacher Li and Chi Mengli each took a cup of tea and placed it in front of themselves.

After finishing his work, Lang Wan was the first to pick up a cup, test the temperature with his lips, and then drink it all in one gulp, showing the cup to the two guests.

When Chi Mengli and Teacher Li saw that Lang Wan had finished his tea, they each took a sip as well.

“I hate those monkeys from Southeast Asia, but the country belongs to them, and going against Juan is extremely risky.”

“I am of Chinese descent. In Clark, my money will be worth more than half. One dollar will only be worth three copper coins.”

“I know Li’s abilities very well, but I’m not sure about Yu Sheng’s abilities. I need a deposit before I’ll help you deal with Juan. Two million Hong Kong dollars!”

"I won't take any action until I see the deposit!"

Lang Wan made it very clear that he wouldn't make a move until he saw the silver notes.

Juan is one of Mei Feng's key partners. Professor A's blue blood was all transported to Luzon Island by Mei Feng, and then Juan took over. Some of it was sold locally in Luzon Island, and the rest was shipped to Indonesia, Malaysia, and Singapore.

The route from Luzon Island into Indonesia, Malaysia, and Singapore is the famous Malacca Strait route.

Every year, countless houses are demolished along this route, with the amount of "white lady" alone reaching hundreds of tons.

Two million is no small sum! And this is just a deposit.

Chi Mengli, with a cigarette dangling from her mouth, stared blankly at Teacher Li sitting beside her, trying to exchange opinions with her eyes, but Teacher Li did not meet her gaze.

"This is a two million check, a HSBC bank draft. You can get the cash if you get it from Clark's HSBC branch."

Teacher Li took out his checkbook, wrote a cashable check, tore it off, and placed it on the table.

"Mr. Lang Wan, it's time for you to show me your skills!"

Lang Wan was surprised by Teacher Li's generosity. He paused for a moment, then reached out and picked up the check on the table, handing it to Yong Sang, who was sitting by the door, and asked him to check it.

Three minutes later, Yong Sang returned to the office, nodded to Lang Wan, and indicated that the check was fine.

"It seems we can continue our conversation!"

After confirming that the check could be cashed out, Lang Wan nodded in satisfaction.

"We are honored!"

Teacher Li replied with a smile.

Lang Wan and Teacher Li did not continue discussing business, but instead began to chat about romance and nature.

After the food and drinks were prepared, Chi Mengli, Lang Wan, and Teacher Li went to the restaurant to drink and chat. Finally, they returned to the yacht, planning to rest in Clark for the night and return to Hong Kong early the next morning.

Chi Mengli didn't understand the purpose of this visit. Teacher Li was still being mysterious and doing things in a vague and unpredictable way.

"Can't sleep?"

Teacher Li, wearing a linen shirt, walked out of the cabin, carrying two glasses of red wine, and approached Chi Mengli.

"No! I feel sorry for you, sorry for the gift you gave out, and the two million Hong Kong dollars!"

Chi Mengli took the glass of red wine, but didn't drink it. She continued with a slight regret, "Since we are business partners, I'll count this two million as my share. I'll have someone send one million to your residence."

"Everyone makes mistakes, and even horses stumble! It happens all the time! Don't take it to heart!"

Chi Mengli offered a word of comfort to Teacher Li, then poured the expensive red wine in her glass into the sea.

"It's too early to say whether it will be a success or a failure, but I feel I have a better chance of success. Since everyone is having trouble sleeping, how about I be the bookmaker, paying 5 to 1? Are you in?"

Teacher Li knew what Chi Mengli was talking about, but he was confident that he would win in the end.

"There's no reason not to accept money that's offered to you for free!"

"I took it!"

Chi Mengli tossed the wine glass in her hand to the number one maid, indicating her willingness to place a bet.

"Since neither of us can sleep, let's find out the answer!"

Teacher Li handed the wine glass to the number one maid and invited Chi Mengli to watch his victory!

(End of this chapter)