Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 67: The Old Dream Is Hard to Find

"Thank you, Brother Sheng."

The eldest brother Cheng sat up. He had just exerted too much force and his body was a little uncomfortable. He planned to find a boneyard to have a good rest.

Seeing that his eldest brother had gone to hell, Chi Mengli also stood up, took out two stacks of gold bulls from his pocket, and said to the group of dancers who had long been accustomed to it: "Ladies and gentlemen, each of you will have a tip of 500 yuan tonight."

"I've given all your stage fees to Sister Zuiba."

"You, you, and you, you, go out tonight and accompany Mr. Wang well."

Chi Mengli picked out a dozen golden bulls and threw them on the tea table. He had spent money lavishly tonight, and only less than 30,000 yuan was left out of the 100,000 yuan in his pocket.

"Thank you Mr. Wang, thank you Brother Sheng."

Although most of the dancers did not earn any performance fees, they still received tips and immediately thanked the boss loudly.

Chi Mengli ordered four more dancers who were good-looking and had drunk a lot of wine for Wang Haiquan. He gave each of them two thousand yuan as performance fee and asked them to continue to accompany Wang Haiquan, especially the big-breasted beauty who protected Wang Haiquan with her breasts.

Assistant Wang Haiquan, Dushe Ming and Hei Ahu also got a dancer to perform on stage.

After giving the money, he walked to Do again, stuffed all the remaining gold bulls (one thousand yuan) into Do's hands, and said, "I remember you were in Delangshi Nightclub, I didn't expect you to come to Shanghai City."

"Long time no see, let's have tea together sometime."

"I have an appointment, see you later."

After Chi Mengli finished speaking, he took the lead and left the box.

Four gorgeously dressed dancers lifted up Wang Hai, who had become as limp as a puddle of mud, and walked out of the box together.

Bocaidong walked up to Do and said softly, "Sister Do, I'm leaving first. We'll have tea together when we have time." Then he left with the group.

Do looked at the handful of money in his hand, remained silent, and just stared blankly in the direction where Chi Mengli left.

"Sister, are you crazy? What the hell are you doing?"

"You only have one chance, hurry up and catch up. The old saying goes, if you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again! I think you are crazy!"

The little girl looked at Do, who was still in a daze, with a look of disappointment, and bumped Do with her shoulder, telling her to chase after the handsome Sheng quickly and not miss the chance to turn things around.

Hatred and resentment coexist, how can I predict what will happen in this world?

I am grateful that you saw me off in the middle of the night, and my heart is filled with sorrow.

Do subconsciously shook her head to refuse. She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her mother took her to see a big opera. These two lines were the lyrics of "The Farewell of Fourteen Years in the Fire Net Brahma Palace". Suddenly, she felt that it was very suitable for the current scene.

"Crazy thread."

"Let's go, it's time to get off work and have a midnight snack."

"Together."

Little Mouth stopped meddling in other people's business and called for his dancers to get off work and go have hotpot together.

"No, Mommy has made some sweet soup for me to eat when I get home."

Do stuffed all the Tauruses in his hand into his small bag, took out a mint cigarette and lit one.

"See you tomorrow."

"Do, you can't make a living by singing forever. You need to think about your future life, think more, and stop being crazy."

Knowing that her best sister was in a bad mood, Little Mouth didn't say much. She patted Do's shoulder and left with her dancers.

Think more about yourself.

Do took her good sister's words to heart. She walked out of the box, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, extinguished it with the sole of her high heels, walked to the public telephone, took out a coin from her small bag and threw it in. "This is the telecommunications paging station. How can I help you?"

"Phone 5553215, leave him a message. The situation has changed. Let's meet at the Peninsula Hotel Cafe at a.m. tomorrow to talk."

After Do finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaned against the wall, took out another ladies' mint cigarette, and continued to puff.

"Welcome to visit again, boss."

The receptionist pushed open the stained glass door and said welcome to come back next time.

It was already one in the morning. Chi Mengli stretched his neck and looked at Xizi beside him: "Send Mr. Wang and his assistant to the Sheraton Hotel. Ask for a suite. Find out the names of these four girls. Don't let anything go wrong."

"You have to work harder tonight. Take the two brothers with you to keep watch until Wang Sheng wakes up before leaving."

After giving the order, Chi Mengli took out five gold bulls and stuffed them into Xizi's hand, asking him to take a few people to protect Wang Haiquan tonight.

"Brother Zhisheng, do you want me to take you there first?"

"No, I'm not drunk yet."

Chi Mengli watched Bo Xidong send Dushe Ming and Hei Ahu into the taxi and paid the fare. Then he called Wang Haiquan's driver and asked him to drive the car over. The four dancing girls surrounded Wang Haiquan and got him into the car, and asked the driver to take them to the Sheraton Hotel on Victoria Bay.

After seeing everyone get in the car and leave, Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong drove back to Hongsheng Queguan.

It only takes fifteen minutes to drive from Tsim Sha Tsui to Yau Ma Tei. Chi Mengli lit a Double Happiness cigarette and looked at the message on her pager, which had only one bar of battery left.

"Brother Sheng, what's the new pager you bought?"

Bo Xidong saw Chi Mengli's brand new Motorola BB machine and said something casually.

"Yes, I don't know where I lost my previous pager. Maybe I met Wenque, so I bought a new one. Oh, Dong, my Zippo lighter is out of kerosene. I'll ask someone to go to the mall in Central to buy a few barrels tomorrow."

The pager in Chi Mengli's hand was a belated birthday gift from Guo Guohao. He was shocked as he had drunk too much tonight and he shouldn't have taken out the pager.

"Okay, Brother Sheng, I'll have someone buy it tomorrow morning."

Bo Xidong yawned and then concentrated on driving.

Chi Mengli quietly reached into his pocket, took out his frequently used pager, and stuffed it under the car seat without anyone noticing. Then he opened the car window and flicked out the cigarette butt.

"Adong, send the car for a wash tomorrow, that's enough!"

At one o'clock in the morning, Yau Ma Tei was still very lively, with the streets full of drunken perverts and citizens strolling around after eating and drinking.

Ji Mi stood in front of the window of Hongsheng Bird House, observing the surrounding situation. When he drove the Xizai car back, he felt someone was following him.

"Young man, no, young man, you are too sensitive. I am sure you are too sensitive. The car following behind is definitely not stalking, it just happened to pass by."

“I’ve received professional training!”

"The entertainment magazines in Hong Kong are really bad."

Uesugi Yue threw the magazine in his hand aside. The female star in the magazine had no figure and no pretty face. He wondered if the photographer would feel nauseous when taking pictures of her sexy moves.

If you don't have any information, don't force it.

Ji Mi saw the Toyota Supra-A40 parked downstairs, and Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong got out of the car, then he turned around and said, "I'm sure your professional training is shit."

"From the New Territories to Kowloon Island, I changed routes three times, but I followed every van. Isn't that a bit too much of a coincidence?"

"My boss is here. If you don't want to get a cement coffin, be careful with your words."

(End of this chapter)