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

Chapter 27 Uncle Dong breaks down the defense. Guanzaisen, I will definitely kill you!
"Come, have some tea." Qi Gudong smiled and poured a cup for Wang Yaotang.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Wang Yaotang picked up the cup with both hands and drank it all in one gulp.

"I heard that you designed your own clothes and they sold quite well?" Qi Gudong picked up the teacup and took a sip, then poured it again slowly.

"Yes, it was just a minor fight. I didn't expect it would reach your ears, Grandpa." Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

"It's good, the number of people coming to the Tsim Sha Tsui gang has increased in the past few months. As long as you contribute to the society, I will take notice." Ti Gu Dong said with a smile, "Fu Yixing did a good job. After all, the society speaks with fists. It's not enough to just do business. Good people are bullied. Young people should dare to fight and consider the consequences. That's the job of the old man."

"The incident with the British Association was handled very well. Business is not about fighting and killing. Cooperation is very important. The nightclub of the Eastern Association was managed by Xin Kee. Although Xin Kee and Tiao Li have had serious conflicts over the years, their business dealings have not decreased at all. The business on Potlan Street is firmly occupied by the two companies, and no one can squeeze in."

"Last night, you knew how to avoid danger when you clashed with Tong Xinhe, and you killed Tong Xinhe by surprise. You know how to judge the situation, you are brave and resourceful, you know how to get water, and you are generous to me. Not bad, Ayao, I have high hopes for you."

"Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa." Wang Yaotang smiled. The old man knew everything about him. Could it be that he also took a fancy to the property he had?
No way, how can a master like him be so tasteless?

"Do you know why I asked you to come here today?" Qi Gu Dong asked with a smile, "Drink tea."

Wang Yaotang picked it up and drank it all again. "I don't know. Grandpa, just tell me what you want to do. As long as it is within my ability, I, Wang Yaotang, will never hesitate!"

"Little rascal," Ti Gudong smiled and looked him up and down. "Huang Bingyao called me at noon to complain, saying that you have repeatedly provoked the police."

"No, it's nothing." Wang Yaotang was shocked. "It's just a small matter."

Gu Dong laughed out loud, "Sir Huang said that your brothers Ajie and Aji were very sharp last night and injured many people. He asked me to hand them over."

"That's my brother." Wang Yaotang shook his head quickly, "Absolutely not."

"Have you read the newspaper?" Ti Gudong bent down and pulled out a few copies from under the coffee table and placed them on the table. "About 60 people hacked each other in the street. The ground was covered with blood. This morning's Sing Tao Daily."

Wang Yaotang frowned. These media people have a very sharp nose. This is a bit troublesome.

"I'm not asking you to come here to embarrass you. The society can't protect you. Who will work for the society in the future? So don't worry." Qi Gudong reached out and patted Wang Yaotang. "You choose a blue lantern to go for further study. This kind of thing will come out in half a year or a year. Open a incense hall to accept them as formal initiators."

"Okay, I understand."

According to the rules of the club, Blue Lanterns must undergo a three-year observation period, and only if the boss thinks you are a good enough person will he accept you as a member of the club.

The Sijiuzai are divided into "new" and "old". The new ones serve for 3 years and the old ones serve for 3 years. After 6 years of observation, if they have made enough contributions, they can be appointed to official positions. At this time, their abilities are evaluated and they are given red sticks, white paper fans and straw sandals.

Of course, only large communities will strictly enforce this policy to prevent rapid internal expansion and problems caused by the transition from the old to the new.

Small and medium-sized societies like Heshengyi are no longer so strict. As long as they can afford it, they can recruit members every year. As for tenure, there is nothing they can do about it.

There are only four halls in total. You can either wait for the old masters to retire, or make a name for yourself, like Wang Yaotang now.

The younger brothers who took the blame were at least the backbone of the gang according to the police propaganda, so they would be promoted to a higher level after training. If they were the scoundrels, they would have to fight for their place.

"I'm glad you understand. I'm just afraid that you young people will go against the police." Ti Gu Dong smiled, "The police are the middlemen in our communication with the Hong Kong government."

“I understand.” Wang Yaotang raised his eyebrows. Is the middleman so awesome?
"I'm old. You young people don't like us old guys to talk too much. Let's stop here today." Qi Gu Dong smiled, "If there is anything you need the club to do, if you have any difficulties, please speak up."

"Ah? No." Wang Yaotang shook his head. Are the benefits of the society so easy to get?
Ti Gudong frowned slightly, "Do you need Grandpa to help you talk to Jin Yacheng?"

"Thank you, Grandpa. But I just met and talked with Jin Yacheng before I came here. We will be partners in the future." Wang Yaotang smiled and showed his eight teeth. "You returned the two horse stalls?" Qi Gudong's face darkened. You are the one who built the field, but you rely on the background of the society. The field has a share of the society, and you can't just dispose of it casually!

"All my brothers are injured, and 7 of them are seriously injured. How can I go back?"

Qi Gudong's expression looked better, but... his brows furrowed even deeper. Something was not right. When did that old fox Jin Yacheng become so easy to talk to!
"Tell me how you talked."

Wang Yaotang could only repeat the story...

The cone is in the bag! The cone is in the bag!
Although Qi Gudong remained calm on the surface, he was cursing in his heart, "Fan Jiachan, Guan Zaisen, this good-for-nothing only knows how to gamble all day long, and he didn't even know that he had such a talented person under his command. It's too late now!"

This kid has already gone through the most difficult period. If the society dares to force him now, a big society will offer a high price to let him transfer.

People with talent will never lack places to go, no matter what industry or time.

You deserve to die, Guan Zaisen, for ruining my club’s business!
It is difficult for grassroots associations to produce talents, but any leader, like Ji Bao and Huang Jun, will directly target large associations.

How many societies have declined and been expelled due to lack of talent!
If you want to enjoy a long and comfortable life after retirement and have people burn incense and worship you after your death, the He Shengyi brand must never fall.

Guan Zaisen, your death does not deserve a pity!
Don't make any mistakes, otherwise don't blame me for using you as a sacrifice and using your heart to exchange for his!
"Ah Yao." Ti Gu Dong pulled his chair closer and said, "You should have contacted the society first. How shameless is Jin Ya Cheng, the old fox, to bully the weak and take advantage of you. He even has the nerve to ask for the debt from the stable. Ugh."

"Ayao, this is legitimate money!"

"Is the cost of money laundering very high?" Wang Yaotang really didn't understand this time.

"This has nothing to do with money laundering. It's just a favor to exchange the legitimate income for the dirty money at a ratio of 1 to 5." Ti Gu Dong looked regretful. "For a horse stall like this, if the place is swept, the income will be cut off, but doesn't the society need money to support its subordinates?"

"But Zhengxing is different. Even if all the flags are pulled down, the income is still there, and the society has a chance to turn around. The retired old bones have confidence, and the people below dare to fight hard. If the venue is gone, they can rob, and if there are no younger brothers, they can recruit. Hong Kong Island has never lacked young people who dare to fight and fight, but if Zhengxing is gone, the society will not be far from being expelled!"

"Who is most afraid of the club disappearing? It's Brother Yi!"

"The society has no shortage of gangsters or thugs, but it lacks business talents who can run the business!"

The more he spoke, the angrier Qi Gudong became, and he even uttered the last few sentences through his back teeth.

Business talents can find decent jobs everywhere, so why bother wallowing in the mud of your society!

Wang Yaotang was a little dazed for a moment. Is he so important?
"Ah Yao." Qi Gudong stared at Wang Yaotang with a look of longing. "Your clothing company has just started. If there is a large amount of capital injection, the industry can develop faster. The society can invest 100 million. As long as you have 3% of the shares, don't worry, the society will support you to the end. Even if Xinji and Shenghe dare to steal your business, the society will fight them to the end!"

Wang Yaotang just smiled and said nothing.

money?
Haha, he is really not worried. He can borrow some money from others and open two more stores. Then he can get a loan from the bank with so little interest.

Investment has never been simply a matter of money; it is a matter of resources.

"Twenty percent!" Qi Gudong increased the bet again.

"I can't afford the loss, Grandpa, please don't make it difficult for me." Wang Yaotang shook his head. Business is business. If Shengyi can't come up with commercial bargaining chips, then there is no need to talk. "Qi Gudong, isn't it safer for the society to buy the goods directly, just like Tong Xinhe, whether it's a loss or a profit, I bear the risk and the society makes the profit."

Gutted Dong: But what I want is to take the risk together!

Guanzaisen, I will kill you!
(End of this chapter)