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

Chapter 116 Three Stores Burned
It's a life-and-death contest, with wins and losses decided. Those who bet on Wang Yaotang to win will naturally go to redeem their tickets joyfully, and after getting the money they will have fun.

There was no problem when redeeming the tickets at the beginning, but later on, when the data from various stalls were summarized, problems were discovered. There was not enough gambling money, so the redemption had to be suspended!

Pausing is not a problem!

I finally won a prize and I’m so happy about it, but you tell me you don’t have the money to cash it out?

There was nothing the gamblers could do. As the number of people grew larger and larger, they could no longer be controlled. Dozens of thugs did not dare to show their heads, for fear of being torn to pieces by the angry crowd.

There was no choice but to call the police.

Seeing the police show up, the stall owner finally breathed a sigh of relief, but...

The police car turned around and left...

gone……

Up...

You are blind! There is no way that so many people would gather together and a mass incident would happen soon!

Most of the police officers below bought it.

If the losers don't just clear the gambling block, it's already a sign of high professional ethics. Who cares about you? Eat shit!

Many of those besieging the gambling den are police officers who got off work late and caught up with the incident.

"No, how could it be? It's not the first day we open the gambling stall. Did you calculate the odds wrong?" Wang Yaotang asked.

The profit from the opening of the betting booth is a commission, so there is no possibility of losing money.

"Xiyanxiong wrote a bad check and added bets to his own market, which caused the market to go up all of a sudden. How can the accounts match?" Tigudong said with a smile.

Talking about my opponent's bad luck, my depressed mood improved a lot.

"We lost the competition, and the reputation of Dezidui was greatly damaged. We also have to pay for the quota of our team. The person in charge must be unable to sit still. Under such circumstances, if we ask him to pay for the compensation, he will certainly not do it."

"No, are the elders and bigwigs in the society just going to watch like that? How can Zidui run the gambling business if its reputation is ruined?" Wang Yaotang asked with a smile.

"So, the Xiyan Xiong family has surrounded him, and they are forcing this guy to sell his property." Qi Gudong sneered, "The boss is forced to sell his property by his subordinates. Ha, now anyone can become the leader."

"Then I suggest that we quickly ask them to fulfill the contract, instead of changing the person in charge and then refusing to acknowledge it."

"He dares!" Ji Gudong glared, "I'll kill him!"

Wang Yaotang didn't say anything, just watched...

Tiaogudong thought about it for a while, then shouted, "Ah Hong, call the Fourth Master and Lao Ding, gather some people, and go to Yuen Long!"

"Then I'll go first."

"You're not going?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave Yuen Long if I go there." Wang Yaotang stood up and said.

Of course, such troublesome matters should be left to the organization, otherwise why join the club?
……

Yau Ma Tei Police Station, O-zone, small meeting room.

Huang Bingyao's left eye was swollen and black, and he sat in the main seat with a sullen face. A pile of newspapers were spread out on the conference table, all of which were reports about the life-and-death competition between Tiao Lin and He Shengyi.

The large crowd gathered at the scene, the police cordon, the burned gambling stalls with the word "德" on them, any one of the photos could become a breaking news point.

On both sides, Lei Zhun, Wang Guangzu, Wu Guosheng, and Ding Wenbo lowered their heads, none of them dared to look at Huang Bingyao, for fear of not being able to hold back their laughter.

Last night, I went to a bar to vent my anger. I didn’t get home until very late, but my wife still beat me up…

"Look at these reports. It's the end of the year, and club activities are becoming more rampant. The higher-ups are very dissatisfied with our work this year. We must achieve some results," Huang Bingyao said in a deep voice.

If you don’t find a way to make money, you’re going to go fucking bankrupt!

"By the end of the year, these entertainment venues will be doing very good business, and the traffickers will be more active. Mobilize your informants. We don't have much time left."

"understand!"

"Yes, Sir!"

……

"Mr. Wang."

"boss."

Employees of Hongdou Clothing kept standing up to greet Wang Yaotang, but he didn't even look at them and went straight to the meeting room.

It’s not that I’m arrogant, it’s just that there are too many people to respond to.

Awei pushed open the door of the conference room and Wang Yaotang stepped in.

"boss."

Everyone in the conference room stood up and greeted each other. Wang Yaotang nodded, walked to the main seat and sat down. Awei sat next to him. Song Yiran stood up to preside over the meeting.

"We have rented all four venues for three days. The stage will be set up this afternoon. Would the boss of the model team for the catwalk want to take a look?"

Wang Yaotang nodded.

The deputy quickly went out and shouted, and a few minutes later, music started and a beautiful woman in a red Christmas erotic outfit twisted her body and walked in through the small door.

Different from regular catwalk shows, this one mainly showcases the sexiness of the clothes, so the models' movements are more coquettish and seductive.

Ten minutes later, the demonstration ended and everyone looked at Wang Yaotang.

Wang Yaotang touched his chin and said, "It's very routine, nothing new." Wei Hongwei from the Advertising Department felt a tightness in his heart.

"Awei, what do you think about finding some male models to walk the runway together? After all, although our products are worn by women, they are enjoyed by men. They are products for both sexes and displays for both sexes."

Wei Hongwei's eyes lit up, and a picture immediately appeared in his mind. His hands clapped faster than his brain reacted, "What a genius idea!"

"Wang Sheng's words opened my eyes. Compared with Wang Sheng, I am really ashamed of myself!"

“Hahaha, don’t say that. I just had a flash of inspiration. Whether it will work or not and how to do it still requires you to perfect it.” Wang Yaotang smiled and waved his hands.

“Genius relies on this 1% of inspiration. It is because of your inspiration that our 99% of hard work and sweat have meaning.”

Song Yiran: Damn it, this treacherous villain!
"You." Wang Yaotang nodded with a smile.

"Manager Gong." Awei raised his hand.

Gong Lianzhong, the product manager, stood up immediately. "We have recently developed tool products, such as whips, handcuffs, clamps, ropes, collars, dog leashes, blindfolds..."

Things were lined up on the conference table.

"How is it safe?" Wang Yaotang asked in a deep voice.

"We have conducted several rounds of trials and the damage is relatively minor, so there is no problem."

"Well, let's arrange for the listing."

"According to the boss's request, all of them are made of medical silicone, which has the characteristics of high temperature resistance, easy cleaning, soft and comfortable, environmentally friendly and non-toxic, and a variety of colors..."

Ah Wei came over and whispered in Wang Yaotang's ear: "We used Ah Jie, Four Eyes and my molds. How is it?"

Gong Lianzhong stopped introducing, and everyone looked at Awei in surprise, wanting to know what the two bosses had just said.

"Awei, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yaotang acted surprised.

"No, nothing... Ugh, I drank too much yesterday and I still feel a little uncomfortable now." Awei forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Okay, is there anyone else you need to introduce?" Wang Yaotang looked at Lao Song.

"Ah, no more." What else could Old Song say.

"Okay, let's stop here today." Wang Yaotang stood up.

Ah Wei quickly followed him and cursed in a low voice: "You bastard, believe it or not, I will beat the shit out of you!"

Wang Yaotang put his arm around A Wei's shoulders and said, "Mr. Troublemaker, what did you say?"

"Damn it!" Awei punched him.

In the meeting room, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Wei Hongwei looked at Old Song and said, "Mr. Song, look..."

He still has something to say.

"Let's report to each other separately later." Old Song rubbed his eyebrows.

The boss is good in every way except that he is too young and sometimes very eccentric.

……

Haojiang, late, after 10 o'clock.

After inspecting the gambling hall, Jie Shiwei returned to the office. When he opened the door, he did not see his wife Situ Yulian, and his brows couldn't help but frown.

"Where's Madame?"

"My wife went to Hong Kong Island."

Jie Shiwei turned around suddenly, his expression changed, and a man's figure appeared in his mind.

He knew very well what a fatal attraction a young, muscular, handsome underworld celebrity had for a woman who came from a gang.

Of course, all of this was just his sudden guess, but for some reason, he felt suffocated and uncomfortable as if something was pressing on his head.

"Keep an eye on Shengyi's God of Wealth Yao."

"I know bro."

……

"Jingle Bell--"

In the middle of the night, the phone rang. Wang Yaotang opened his eyes dazedly, fumbled for the receiver, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Boss, I'm Liu Weichen."

Wang Yaotang woke up instantly. The command headquarters would not call him unless it was something serious. "What's wrong?"

"I just received news that the three stores that were originally planned to open in Haojiang were burned down."

After a long while without hearing any sound, Liu Weichen called out in a low voice, "Boss, Boss."

"Well, I know. Let's investigate who did it." Wang Yaotang said in a deep voice.

"understood."

"What's wrong?" Guan Jiahui opened her eyes in a daze.

"It's just a small matter. Go to sleep."

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)