Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 83: Sit down and talk

Older gingers are more spicy!
Shenxianjin was right, Uncle Deng was indeed a considerate and kind person. It was just a pity that he took special care of the small-time employees of Heji, and they all joined the Heliansheng family.

The Tung Lian Society was facing internal and external troubles. Most of the venues in Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok were taken over by the number gang and the water room. The nine generals of the Tung Lian Society were old and no longer ambitious. They just lived a day-to-day life and only wanted to make money.

Being targeted by Deng Bo, a senior hyena, the lightest consequence would be having a piece of meat bitten off.

"Ah Sheng, we haven't come to an agreement on this account. According to the rules of the Zitou family, you will be the one to bear the responsibility. As for how much to bear and how to bear it, Brother Sheng will talk to you about it."

"Let me test you. If Deng Bo wants to attack from both inside and outside, which member of the Donglian Society would he target?"

Now Boxing King Sheng's mind is full of accounts with the dead ghost Hongtai. His single-core brain can only use a little computing power to analyze who Deng Bo should win over next, but even if he knows, he will not take it to heart.

When the Young and Dangerous were young, all they thought about was brotherhood and becoming bigger and stronger and creating greater glory. It was not until they became Old Four Nine that they realized that being a short mule was an identity as well as a profession.

If you don't make more money when you are young, you will have to sleep on the overpass when you are old.

It is rare to see a big bottom shift, but the old four-nine shift has become common.

Shenxianjin lit a red cigar for himself, looked at the two silent people in front of the car, then shook his head helplessly and said to Chi Mengli: "Asheng, take out 200,000 from the account, and go to burn incense for Hongtai on behalf of the head tomorrow."

"We are all friends in the martial arts world. I will send you off as a token of my appreciation."

"But you are here on behalf of the head of the group, so you must be powerful!"

"Ah Sheng, give Ah Sheng 500,000 yuan and give Ah Sheng the contract signed by Hong Tai. You are the one who will collect the debt. If you can collect it, we will split it 70% and 30%. If you can't collect it, you have to give an explanation to the society."

"I'll go first. Come to Ruixing Queguan for tea when you have time."

Seeing these two useless idiots, Shenxianjin lost the intention to give them any advice and just told the driver to drive.

Boxing King Sheng and Chi Mengli watched Shenxian Jin's Mercedes-Benz leave. Boxing King Sheng cursed "Fuck!" and prepared to drive away.

"Brother Sheng, we're all hungry. We finally got together. Let's find a hot pot and sit down to chat."

When Chi Mengli saw that Boxing Champion Sheng was about to leave, she quickly stopped him and asked him to find a place to sit down and chat.

"What are you talking about? Talking about how Dakouya, the loser, is about to get Uncle Deng's business card?"

"Damn it, we are all disciples of Hutchison. Who hasn't received a business card from old man Deng Bo? But your future life will be hard. With the support of old man Deng, your life will definitely be wonderful."

Boxing champion Sheng turned his head and looked at the handsome boy Sheng, with whom he had no friendship at all. He had no idea what they could talk about when they sat together.

Chi Mengli took out a cigarette box, picked out two Red Double Happiness cigarettes, lit them with a Zippo lighter, put one in his mouth, and handed the other to Boxing Champion Sheng.

"Your quarrel with my boss Robin has nothing to do with my handsome son Sheng. Now I am the boss of the Yau Ma Tei gang. All the previous grudges are over."

"Lao Wei Xian has opened a new store in Yau Ma Tei. This weather is perfect for hot pot."

"We are all brothers from the same sect. Let's sit down and talk about how to make money. I am very interested in your business. Sit down and have a chat."

Seeing the cigarette being handed over, Boxing King Sheng hesitated for a moment, but when he heard the word "Bo Dan", he immediately smiled and took the Hong Shuang Xi in his hand, saying, "Nothing will be added, right? I don't want to be a dead friend!"

"Talking about money makes us good brothers. I haven't eaten Laoweixian for a long time. Brother Sheng spent money!" Chi Mengli blew out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "I don't even want to open a noodle stall, so I definitely won't smoke stuff with added ingredients."

"With so many lackeys, of course you have to find ways to make money for your younger brothers. If you don't give them enough money, even your younger brothers can't be trusted."

"I'll lead the way!"

Seeing that Boxing Champion Sheng was willing to sit down and chat, Chi Mengli took off the DHS cigarette from his mouth, threw it on the ground, stomped it out with his shoe sole, and walked towards his Toyota Supra-A40.

Watching Chi Mengli leave, Boxing King Sheng, holding a cigarette in his mouth and humming "Shi Ba Mo", got into his luxury car. After giving a few instructions to his henchmen, he followed the Toyota Supra-A40 in front.

Of the five vans, four returned to Central to continue their business, while the remaining one followed the other two vehicles to the newly opened Lao Wei Xian restaurant.

The banquet was ruined by the briefcase. The scholar ghost asked the waiter to remove the dishes and instructed the kitchen to prepare a new table of dishes. People were already drinking on the first floor, and this time they were there to support Dakouya. It was only natural to have a drink from Dakouya to relieve fatigue.

The banquet was very enjoyable, but Uncle Deng, as he was old, left halfway through drinking.

The scholar ghost quickly stood up and personally sent Uncle Deng downstairs. Big Mouth Duck was the host, so he accompanied Uncle Deng into the car.

"Duckling, I owe Hongtai a favor. I wanted to find a chance to repay him later, but Hongtai is unlucky. Whether you build a plane or open a blockbuster, I fully support you."

"Ah Gui and Hong Tai had conflicts before, and they both couldn't stand each other, so I can only support you this time."

"The water room will definitely not give up. This is my business card. If you have any ideas, you can call me and I will definitely do my best to help you."

Deng Bo stood in front of the car door, took out a crumpled business card from his pocket, and handed it to Big Mouth Duck, with words full of support for him.

Dakouya looked at the olive branch offered by Uncle Deng. Everyone was not stupid or deaf. The little tricks played by Uncle Deng were known to the whole Hong Kong underworld.

But if a person falls into a swamp and keeps sinking, he should be thankful if someone is willing to extend a life-saving rope to him. He would not care about the conspiracies and tricks hidden in the rescuer's mind.

"Thank you, Uncle Deng. Don't be annoying me in the future. I will definitely come to you for tea and ask you questions."

Taking the business card handed over by Deng Bo, Big Mouth Duck carefully put it in his pocket and replied with a smile.

Uncle Deng nodded with satisfaction, opened the car door, sat in the back seat, and left Heyi Restaurant.

"Boss, will Uncle Deng really support us?"

"Dongni is in the hospital, and all his men have been handcuffed and taken away. The insurance premium will cost tens of thousands of dollars. His boss Lengtou came over and said that he would use the money in the society's account to pay the premium."

When Dakouya's henchmen saw Uncle Deng leaving and there was no one around, they quickly told him about Tony's situation.

"Dong Ni is a loser. He gets to keep all the money he earns. If something goes wrong, the gang will have to take the blame and take care of the family."

"Tell Lengtou that the bail will be paid half by the gang and half by Tony."

"Support. If you make a name for yourself, Uncle Deng will definitely support you. If you don't, your business card in the boss's pocket will be just a piece of waste paper."

Big Mouth Duck sneered and walked back to Heyi Restaurant.

(End of this chapter)