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

Chapter 49: The Sharp-tongued Mo Shijiu: Going Crazy with Bones
"Ayao, the leader of Donglian Society is praising you, why don't you thank him?" Sowing discord? Chi Gudong wanted to laugh. He was eager to give up his position to Wang Yaotang.

"Thank you, Mo Longtou, for your kindness." Wang Yaotang smiled and clasped his hands. "He Shengyi will be led by Uncle Dong and the uncles. I am just a little brother, and it is enough for me to do my best. As long as everyone in the club does their best and does not aim too high, the club will naturally flourish."

"Ha, ha, ha." Mo Shi nodded angrily, "Okay, okay."

Damn, this guy has a foul mouth, and he even has to be mocked for it.

"No way, Gudong, how can such an outstanding young man like Ayao be considered a scoundrel?" Mo Shi laughed exaggeratedly, "Do you know how to judge people?"

"Wang Yaotang, as long as you agree to transfer to Donglian Society, I will give you 200 million to transfer, and at the same time give you a red stick. You will have the final say in the entire Tsim Sha Tsui gang!"

"Mo Shijiu, I'm going to fuck your mother, Mo Jiachan, you shut up..." Qi Gudong was really furious this time, and started swearing.

In the two societies, all the red sticks and uncles stared blankly at the leaders of the two societies, and for a moment they couldn't figure out whether the world had gone crazy or they themselves were crazy.

really?
Performance?

Guan Zaisen was shaking non-stop, and it was unclear whether he was angry or scared.

Mo Shijue pretended not to hear anything and said, "You know that the matter of that loser Shakun has nothing to do with me. Everyone in the martial arts world knows that I, Mo Shijue, love making friends. You can rest assured that I have absolutely no ill will towards you. I only thirst for talent!"

"He Shengyi's pond is too small. I can't help you take the next step."

"Mo Shijiu, shut up and suck your mother's stinky stuff!" Qi Gudong kicked the iron door hard, making a "bang" sound.

He really wanted to stop Wang Yaotang from listening, but he didn't dare.

For some things, the more you try to stop them, the more counterproductive the effect will be.

He really hoped that Wang Yaotang would refuse it himself, but putting himself in Wang Yaotang's shoes, he himself would find it difficult to refuse Lao Dongjiu's proposal.

What is the bond between Wang Yaotang and He Shengyi?
Have you been a younger brother for five years?
"What are you making a fuss about!" A police officer pushed the door open and walked in, holding up his baton and shouting, "Do you think this is your place? If you make trouble again, I'll send you all to Lai Chi Kok!"

After hearing this shout, Qi Gudong had to keep quiet.

Lai Chi Kok Reception Centre, 3/5 Butterfly Valley Road, Kowloon.

Seeing the reaction of Qi Gudong, Mo Shi was happy from the bottom of his heart. You guys scolded me before...

Huh?
Don't say it, really don't say it.

If he thinks about it carefully, he doesn't know the exact profit of building such a big industry without the support of the community, but if he can get Shark Kun to dive in, he will definitely make hundreds of thousands of profits a month.

When I think about it, it was originally just to sow discord between people, but now it feels reliable.

Sha Kun had the support of the Donglian Society and was a dignified Red Stick, but he was killed by a small society called the Four Nine. There is a huge difference in their abilities!

Looking at Wang Yaotang again, he is still very confident when facing me despite his young age. The problem is that I really don't dare to do anything to him for the time being. No matter how I look at it, his future is limitless.

"Ayao, is it okay for me to call you that?" Mo Shijue smiled more kindly, "You don't have to be resistant to the idea of changing ranks. Changing ranks is very normal in the underworld. Tiao Li, Xin Ji, Sheng He, Shui Fang, who doesn't have people who have changed ranks?"

"To put it bluntly, the underworld societies today are different from before. After Uncle Lui Lok left for Taiwan, Lao Lian was founded. In just ten years, there are more than 50 underworld societies that have taken off their names."

"Times are tough. The police are becoming more regularized and their power is increasing rapidly. It's getting harder and harder for social organizations to survive. Take the police officer who just came in, for example. Ten years ago, would a uniformed police officer dare to talk to us like that? We beat him so hard that his parents wouldn't recognize him. But now, in a word, even the bone-chopping guy dares not fart."

"Fuck you, Lao Dong is so powerful. Go beat him so hard that even his parents won't recognize him!" Ti Gu Dong cursed with a dark face.

Ten years ago, he was a gang leader, and uniformed police officers would avoid him when they saw him. Damn, the world is going downhill, and people are no longer the same as they used to be!

Mo Shijiu talked freely and Qi Gudong stopped making any noise and just listened to Mo Shijiu's lecture.

In less than ten years, this guy went from being a straw sandal seller to becoming the leader. At a time when all social organizations on Hong Kong Island were on the decline, he redeveloped the Donglian Society, which had lost its prestige. He really grasped the pulse of the times and had his own way of doing things.

The Twelve Alliances were built up by his mouth.

"Today is different from the past. The way societies operate must change with the times. Ten years ago, societies relied on prostitution, gambling, drugs and protection fees to survive. Who would collect protection fees now? Prostitution, gambling and drugs have all become more restrained and low-key. All societies are looking for new ways to make money. All those societies that have lost their names have been eliminated because they could not keep up with the times."

"If it was ten years ago, no, five years ago, Ayao, no matter how good your business acumen was, it would be useless. If there was a good business, it would be taken away by He Shengyi immediately."

"You're talking nonsense. We, He Shengyi, will only protect our younger brother's property!" Qi Gudong cursed again. It was so infuriating. You can say whatever you want, but you always slander He Shengyi.

"Qi Gu Dong, you don't have the final say. Aren't the uncles in the society jealous? Aren't the red sticks and white paper fans in the various halls jealous? Why should a little Sijiu be in charge of such a large industry? If something goes wrong, the society will suffer the loss? Does Xiao Sijiu have that ability?"

Mo Shi directly retorted, "You and the leader of the group were elected. If you cannot protect the interests of the uncles and the majority of the gang, your position as leader will be immediately sidelined. You must elect someone who can make money for everyone in the next term. By then, it will be difficult for you to escape, Ayao!"

Ti Gudong turned his head and looked at his uncles around him. His fourth brother, Uncle Lin, Uncle Niu, and Uncle Ding all had flickering eyes.

I had no idea that Wang Yaotang had built such a big industry.

Ti Gudong was so angry, but now he had no way to appease them, so he could only point at Mo Shijiu's nose and curse: "You are such an old man, how good can your Donglian Society be!"

"Ayao, did you see that? The He clan inherited the land distribution system of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom." Mo Shi laughed. "Let me tell you, according to the old rules of the He clan, your property should be returned to the clan. Because you borrowed the clan's identity in the first place, your uncles are of course happy to get a few tens of thousands more every month. You can even rebel against the entire clan. Don't you think the family law doesn't exist?"

"Of course, if a small society like Heshengyi cannot keep a large industry, a large society will come out to divide it up. Heshengyi has kept a part of it, and it is useless for you, the creator, to be dissatisfied. I will let you continue to run it, and it is up to you how much you can make."

Wang Yaotang nodded. This is similar to future startups. A good project will be favored by capital, and there will be angel round, ABCD rounds. In the end, the founder will only have a little share left, or will be kicked out of the company.

Of course, you will also get a lot of money.

Seeing Wang Yaotang nod, Chi Gudong got anxious on the spot, "Ayao, you have to make your own judgment and don't listen to that bastard's nonsense."

Mo Shi just laughed and didn't interrupt, letting Qi Gudong continue.

"How could it be possible to take it back into the society? You registered the company, and the law has completely blocked this loophole."

"Grandpa, I understand. I have deep feelings for the society." Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

"It's good to have feelings." Mo Shi smiled and clapped his hands. "Who doesn't like people with feelings and righteousness? No one likes selfish people, right? Qi Gudong, you can't be too selfish, only caring about yourself and the community without considering the development space of the people below. You can't be the kind of person who can't do anything except hold us back."

"I'm sucking your mother's stinky stuff, why don't you just die!" Qi Gudong was so angry that his eyes turned red.

Wang Yaotang lowered his head and tried to hold back his laughter: Lies don’t hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife.

"As for my invitation, don't worry. I am the leader in the Donglian Society. No one can oppose my words. I will immediately open a branch for you after you transfer to the company!"

Gutted Dong: Ahhhh, kill you, kill you!

"In the East Union, my words are orders. I have always adhered to the strategy of win-win cooperation and common development. Therefore, with the resurgence of the East Union and the 'Quanxiong Twelve Friends Alliance', my credibility is known to everyone in the world."

"Old Dong, I'm going to fuck your ancestors for eight generations!" Dong was completely mad. "I'm going to take the post now, right here! Right at the police station."

(End of this chapter)