Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 84: The odds business

"Boss, a dozen oysters, a dozen Heinekens, beef, fish balls, beef balls, and vegetables of your choice."

"I'll pay for it today."

At the new Lao Wei Xian restaurant in Yau Ma Tei, Chi Mengli asked his men and Boxing Champion Sheng's men to take their seats, and then told the waiter to serve the dishes quickly.

Fresh oysters, iced Heineken, freshly cut beef, and a basket of washed vegetables.

The manager of Laoweixian brought two plates of prepared shrimps to Chi Mengli's table, smiling: "Brother Sheng, long time no see. Thanks to your care, our business is booming."

"These are two plates of shrimp for you. I'll take charge of tonight's order and give you a 20% discount, Brother Sheng."

"Thank you, thank you, and give me two more bottles of soda."

Although Laoweixian is a chain food stall, it is also a small business. Offering two plates of shrimps and a 20% discount on the meal is already a huge offer.

Chi Mengli mostly accepted good intentions from people who had no bad intentions. After expressing his gratitude to the store manager of Laoweixian, he picked up the bottle opener on the table, opened a bottle of Heineken, and placed it in front of Boxing Champion Sheng.

"Brother Sheng, let's have a drink. I thought we would have a big meal after the chat, but I didn't expect that those idiots from the East Union Society wouldn't give me any face at all."

"Stop talking and drink."

"boom"

Chi Mengli opened another bottle of Heineken, took a sip, and then sat on the chair.

"Hongtai is a loser. He has bad gambling habits and is a greedy ghost. We told him to stop and the dealer was collecting chips, but he refused to listen and insisted on going all out. If he doesn't fail, who will?"

"drink wine."

"Five hundred thousand. I'll have someone deliver it to the sparrow house tomorrow. If you have the chance, help me teach those bastards a lesson."

Boxing champion Sheng took a big gulp of wine, cursing under his breath, speaking loudly and with a look of reluctance on his face.

"Without collateral, no matter how hard you try, you can't lend money to gangsters. They will be poor at midnight, rich at 5, and dead at 6."

"Don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility for this for Brother Sheng."

"Eat vegetables."

Chi Mengli put down the beer bottle, rinsed his chopsticks, then picked up a piece of dragon meat and put it into the soup pot. After rinsing it a few times and waiting for the meat to change color, he put it back into his bowl, dipped it in a little sauce, and put it into his mouth.

In one word, so cool!

Boxing Champion Sheng picked up a few beef balls, put them into the soup pot, added two shrimps, and took a big gulp of wine.

"What are you doing sighing? Let's talk about something happy."

"I heard that you, Brother Sheng, are playing with odds recently. Count me in. Yau Ma Tei doesn't have much else but a lot of bad gamblers."

"I only want 200,000 of the 500,000 yuan that Lao Ding asked you to pay. The rest will be left to you as my capital. One or two million yuan, I can earn it in two months at most."

"If you ask me, the influence of English Football League One is too small, there are not many fans, and the TV stations broadcast it through videotapes. As a result, everyone already knows it, and there is no novelty at all."

"It's different with the Hong Kong A League. The results are announced on the same day and there are many fans. The only drawback is that there are fewer matches and teams."

"The most important thing is that there is a lot of sense of participation." "Are you interested in joining forces, brothers?"

Chi Mengli picked up a beef ball, put it in the bowl, and waited until the surface was cool before putting it into his mouth and swallowing it into his stomach.

"I'm crazy. I didn't know that the Hong Kong A League is easier to operate! The number gang has already occupied the road. Whoever they want to win will win."

"Nowadays, a professional soccer player can earn more than 1,000 yuan a month, and at most he can get a big bonus at the end of the year. Changhong from the Number Gang makes tens of thousands of yuan at a time, and he has people from coaches to team managers and even referees."

"It's a normal game, but when the odds are not right, they will just sit there and kill the pigs."

"Deng Qi, the second marshal of the Number Gang, lives on the Hong Kong A League. If anyone else comes in, he will chop off their hands and feet."

Boxing champion Sheng, who dreams of playing in the Hong Kong League One, feels bitter in his heart, but he has thin arms and legs and cannot beat Deng Qi, so he can only sit on the small plate and be a bookmaker in the English League One.

Chi Mengli smiled. He said this on purpose. The Hong Kong League One had no future. The English League One was the big market. The cable TV station was setting up a signal tower. As long as the signal tower was built, the cable TV station would broadcast the English League One.

Although cable TV channels are all pay channels, the fans who watch English Football League One are all rich and have plenty of money.

When doing business, of course the purpose is to make money from rich people, not from poor people!
"That's right. Deng Qi and I can't handle it. So let's just go with the English First Division. Count me in."

Chi Mengli picked up another piece of meat and put it into the soup pot. He counted to five in his mind, then picked it up, dipped it in a little sauce, and put it into his mouth.

"Of course, I'm worried that there won't be enough stalls. Yau Ma Tei is famous for its lucrative business."

"Since Brother Sheng has spoken, I have to give him this favor. Three hundred thousand is the capital, and we two brothers will use the same handicap. Good brothers, don't be too fussy. I will only take half of your turnover for your betting, and you can use your own brothers as the boatman."

"You are the village head, and I am the village head."

"How about it?"

Boxing champion Sheng drank a bottle of Heineken, picked up a bottle of beer, bit it open with his teeth, and poured another sip into his mouth.

The business risk of Zihua Stall is low. The police don’t even have enough manpower to monitor the sale of Miss Bai, so they will definitely not come to disturb them from making money.

Besides, boatmen don’t need a place. Their target is small. They just need to find a place to sit, hang a small blackboard on the wall, write the market price, and people will come naturally.

"Half done, half done. Huanxi, come here and give Brother Sheng a drink. From now on, the football betting business will be handed over to you. Don't let me down."

A 50% commission was indeed not high, so Chi Mengli readily agreed and called Huanxi, one of Bocaidong's henchmen, over to let this guy be in charge of football betting from now on.

Huanxi first glanced at Bocai Dong, and seeing that his disciple had no objection, he walked to the table happily and thanked Chi Mengli from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Ada, thank you for your cultivation."

"Brother Sheng, I respect you. I will work and eat with you from now on. Please take care of me. I'll do it, you can do whatever you want."

Huanxi drank the bottle of beer in his hand to show his attitude.

"Your boss keeps talking about you, saying that you are the most eye-catching and wants me to give you a chance."

"Now the opportunity has come, it depends on whether you can seize it. If you can't seize it, you will have failed your boss's painstaking efforts."

Chi Mengli only took a sip of beer, and then in front of everyone, he praised Huanxi a lot, telling him not to let Bo Xidong down and to work harder.

Bocai Dong, who was sitting at another table, also had a smile on his face. His subordinate Sijiuzi also got promoted. He felt very proud and bowed to express his gratitude to other brothers.

(End of this chapter)