Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Chapter 10: Gambling Ghost Guan Zai Sen: Funds Misappropriated
The society's business is divided into two modes: operation and supervision.

Taking the He Sheng Yi branch in Tsim Sha Tsui as an example, it has three stables, two bars and a mahjong hall.

Three stables and a bar are run by the community, and another bar and mahjong parlor are for viewing.
For club management, 50% of the profits belong to the club, and 50% goes to the hall.

When watching a show, the owner of the show will usually give 20% of the profits, 10% to the society and 10% to the gang.

The gang was managed by Red Stick, White Paper Fan and Straw Sandals, but they also had to support their subordinates, so in the end they had little money left.

Of course, being the leader of a gang also has other benefits. Running a business in the name of the gang or helping others to look after the business is the main source of income.

For example, Guan Zaisen was assigned to manage three horse stables by the society. The income had to be accounted for and he could embezzle some, but not much.

His main source of income came from the dozen or so girls brought up by his grooms.

The same is true for Sijiuzi. In the past, Wang Yaotang and his brothers could only get a thousand yuan a month from Guanzaisen.

……

"Brother Yao."

"Brother Yao."

Wang Yaotang took out a box of cigarettes and threw it to the two blue lanterns guarding the door, waved his hand, and walked straight in.

"The boss isn't here?"

There is nothing to do in broad daylight. Guan Zaisen should be playing mahjong at this time, but there is no game at the moment.

"No, the boss hasn't come yet." Zhu Bitong shrugged, "Come to settle the bill with the boss?"

He is Guan Zaisen's confidant and is the groom who specializes in taking care of those dozen girls.

"Yes." Wang Yaotang pulled over a chair and sat down.

"There was a football match last night. You know, the boss likes to gamble on football. He must have stayed up late again. I guess he won't be here until the afternoon."

"Forget it, I don't have anything else to do. Wait a minute." Wang Yaotang took out another pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and threw it over.

You have to rent a house, place orders, register a company, and pay your subordinates salaries.

He can't do anything without the money.

Wang Yaotang was bored and read the newspaper and watched TV. When it was noon, he was about to go out to find something to eat when the phone suddenly rang.

"It's me, huh?" Zhubi Tong's voice suddenly rose.

"Oh, this, okay, I understand." Zhubi Tong hung up the phone, cursing under his breath, with an unsightly look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yaotang asked.

"The boss was detained by the people from the Rendong Union." Zhu Bi Tong bent down and squatted under the incense table where the statue of Guan Gong was placed. He lifted the curtain, blocked Wang Yaotang's sight with his body, and carefully opened the safe.

"Ah? Donglian Society has detained the boss?" Wang Yaotang stood up suddenly, "What's the situation? Should I notify Fei Bo?"

Fei Bo, the leader of the Honggun gang in Tsim Sha Tsui, manages the club's bar. He also manages a KTV and a mahjong parlor. He is the most powerful boss of He Shengyi.

"The boss said no need." Zhu Bi Tong turned his head and said.

"Was it the boss who called just now?" Wang Yaotang frowned, "You are using this money to... redeem someone?"

Zhu Bitong nodded, "The boss was betting on football at the Donglian Club last night and lost everything."

"Do you want me to bring someone with you?"

"It's not like we're going to open a movie, so there's no need."

Looking at Zhu Bi Tong's back, Wang Yaotang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

When you feel like something bad is going to happen, then it has.

More than half an hour later, the sound of a car engine was heard outside. After a moment, the door opened and Guan Zaisen, with messy hair, a haggard face and bloodshot eyes, walked in. Glancing at Wang Yaotang, Guan Zaisen picked up the teapot, gulped down a few mouthfuls of herbal tea, and then slammed the teapot on the table with a "bang".

He stood with his hands on his hips, not saying a word. Wang Yaotang and Zhu Bi Tong didn't know what to say either, and the room fell into dead silence.

After a while, Guan Zaisen suddenly overturned the table, and with a loud bang...

"Fuck that stinky thing!"

"Manchester United are such a bunch of idiots, they can lose to a newly promoted team, damn, match-fixing, match-fixing!"

Wang Yaotang pursed his lips. It was not appropriate for him to bring up the matter of settlement in this state. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Ayao."

As soon as I took a step, I heard Guan Zaisen's voice behind me.

"Boss."

"I can't settle your withdrawal for the time being." Guan Zaisen sat down on the office chair. "The society's accounts cannot be overdue. I lost a lot yesterday. Your business has been good recently. All the bars, nightclubs, KTVs, and stables around here have your goods. Boss, you can't make ends meet here. How about borrowing some money?"

Wang Yaotang's mind was buzzing. "Boss, you know, we have opened such a big business all of a sudden. I also ordered two new styles from the garment factory. I put all my money into the order and it's not enough. Now I still owe the garment factory a lot of money."

“And I also have to pay the salaries of my subordinates today. I have…” Wang Yaotang spread his hands.

Guan Zaisen's eyes widened suddenly, "Fuck your mother, you are blaming me for not paying you today!"

"No." Wang Yaotang forced a smile.

"Without the support of the society, what kind of business can you do?" Guan Zaisen was so angry that he pointed at Wang Yaotang's nose and shouted, "You used the name of the society but didn't give money to the society. You beat Fu Yixing's Bone-Erosion Dragon, and I negotiated for you and supported you. Now I haven't paid you for a month, and you turned against the society!"

Wang Yaotang pursed his lips and said nothing.

The society has no right to take money!

Many of the customers of the Ma Lan society were transferred by Guan Zaisen to his dozen girls, causing Ma Lan's business to be in a very bad state. It was Wang Yaotang who boosted the business.

Fu Yixing negotiated with you and let you take half of the compensation. What kind of favor is that?
Channels like Xinji and Tiaolin were developed by ourselves, and have nothing to do with the Shengyi brand!
A gambler who has no ability to make money and yet is still obsessed with the money from his subordinates. How can we run a good society with such a scoundrel!
Guan Zaisen stared at Wang Yaotang.

Wang Yaotang lowered his head. He didn't even have enough money to run his own business, so how could he possibly use it to fill the hole for Guan Zaisen?

Besides, the holes of gamblers can never be filled!
Seeing that Wang Yaotang refused to budge, Guan Zaisen pointed at the door and yelled, "Get lost!"

"Then I'll leave first, boss." Wang Yaotang remained calm, nodded, pushed the door and walked out.

Standing at the intersection, Wang Yaotang looked up and sighed.

It has only been more than a year since we sent away the last big boss. If we send away another one...Jinbu.

Guan Zaisen, I beg you, don't commit suicide!

If my reputation is damaged, you will never be able to redeem yourself even if you die!
Inside the room, Guanzai walked back and forth angrily with his hands on his hips, kicking the overturned table several times. He had placed a huge bet yesterday, but who knew that Manchester United, who was competing for the championship, would lose.

I still owe Shark Kun more than 80,000 yuan.

After thinking it over, he couldn't find any other place to squeeze oil except Wang Yaotang.

"How much money do you think Yaozi has in his hands?" Guan Zaisen suddenly asked Zhu Bi Tong.

"Ah? About 100,000 or 200,000, right?" Zhu Bi Tong said uncertainly, "Recently, the entire Ruofutai District is filled with his goods. Xinji, Tiaoluan, and Yinglianshe all buy goods from him. I think he can make that much money in a month."

Watching others do business is always a way to make a lot of money...

Guan Zaisen's mind was filled with '20'.

How can a mere idiot like you manage such a huge industry?

let me!
(End of this chapter)