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

Chapter 5: Lao Dong comes to the door

After looking at the person who came, Aji and Ajie looked at each other, covered their mouths, suppressed their laughter, and silently took a few steps back.

As if one of the younger brothers had suddenly found an opportunity to show off, he immediately leaned over to Wang Yaotang's ear and whispered, "Brother Yao, the yellow-haired brother from Xinji is calling you."

"Ah, turkey, me? Pick!" Wang Yaotang widened his eyes.

"It is said that men will get angry when they see the open-crotch stockings you sell, Brother Yao." The younger brother clenched his fists and explained excitedly.

“Fuck!” Wang Yaotang was in a terrible state. He kicked his younger brother with a look of despair on his face. “Who came up with such an unlucky nickname?”

"Brother Turkey, you are so loud." The yellow-haired man with messy hair laughed and patted Wang Yaotang's shoulder.

"I'll choose. Don't let me know who it is, otherwise I'll beat him until he shits!" Wang Yaotang gritted his teeth.

Huang Mao held his stomach and laughed until tears came out. Wang Yaotang raised his foot and kicked this guy on the butt, "Fuck, stop laughing."

When he got angry, he even spoke Mandarin.

"Brother Turkey, as soon as the fire started, he immediately planted the flag into the observatory fence. That's so impressive." The yellow-haired man raised his hand to wipe his tears. He couldn't stop.

"Your mother, I'll be angry with you if you shout that again!" Wang Yaotang's eyelids kept twitching, it was so embarrassing.

“Okay, okay.” The yellow-haired man pursed his lips and nodded, “Don’t worry, I won’t dare to do it again, Brother Turkey, hahahaha.”

“Fuck!” Wang Yaotang called over his younger brother who was carrying a box of Coke, “Come, feed Brother Huangmao some Coke!!”

After drinking half the bottle in one breath, the yellow-haired man burped and said, "Great!"

“Here are a few stalls.”

"Two." Wang Yaotang pointed into the distance.

Huang Mao stretched his head to look, frowned and said, "The position is not good, one end and one end."

"Hey, little chicken would like to thank Brother Huangmao." Wang Yaotang laughed and bowed.

"Pick!" The yellow-haired man slapped his head. The largest nightclub on the hillside at the end of the street happened to be the one that Xinji was looking at.

Having said that, Huangmao scratched his head and said, "Forget it, I'll talk to the boss and ask him not to set up his stall at the door. It shouldn't be a big problem."

"Brother Huangmao, show off!" Wang Yaotang raised his hand and shouted loudly, turning his head, "What are you standing there for? Are you pretending to be a power pole? Call for help!"

"Brother Huangmao is showing off!"

Wang Yaotang raised his hand again, "Brother Huangmao is so awesome!"

"Brother Huangmao is so awesome!"

"I'll pick!" Huang Mao rushed over and covered Wang Yaotang's mouth. "Boss, I call you Boss, stop calling me Boss, go away, go away."

It was in public, with at least hundreds of people on the street turning their heads to look at me. It was so embarrassing.

"Don't change what you've agreed to!"

"constant!"

"Okay, Brother Huangmao, you are open-minded. We are not bad either. We have Italian, French, Thai, Japanese, Mexican, etc. For lunch today, you can choose any restaurant on this street." Wang Yaotang waved his hand.

"You're so picky, so you must choose the most expensive French food!" The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows. This street is full of high-end restaurants, and a random meal would cost a Hong Konger a month's salary.

Wang Yaotang asked Aji and Ajie to look after the stall first, then turned around and took Huangmao with him and walked towards the restaurant.

Cherry brandy and appetizers were served first. Wang Yaotang poured them both glasses and they clinked glasses and took a sip.

Huang Mao smiled and said, "I knew Brother Yao made a lot of money. When will you lend me a hand?"

"There is some profit, but not much. Now I have more than 20 people relying on me for food, and I spend more than 1000 yuan every day when I open my eyes, not to mention the money I give to the boss..." "Are all Guan Zaisen's people following you for money? I feel like Guan Zaisen is going to die." The yellow-haired man looked at Wang Yaotang with a squint.

“Nonsense! He’s my closest sworn brother, the one I respect the most!” Wang Yaotang glared.

Broken, exposed!

Huangmao laughed and didn't bring up the subject again. Which young man in Hong Kong and Kowloon doesn't want to take up a job?

Especially those who are already rich and powerful and just lack a reputation!

Of course, the status after joining the organization varies from club to club.

The two were eating when the door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open. A guy wearing a denim T-shirt and long hair looked around, pushed away the receptionist who was trying to stop him, quickly walked to Wang Yaotang and whispered, "Brother Yao, Crab Chang from Lao Dong brought some people to cause trouble and surrounded the stall."

Wang Yaotang knew it wasn’t that easy.

Theoretically, the Knutsford Terrace area is not uniform, and with so many intertwined associations it is impossible to divide the territories carefully. Setting up stalls on the street will not infringe on the interests of other associations.

But to be honest, it’s not Young and Dangerous.

"Pick!" Huang Mao cursed, "Why?"

But he just cursed and did not encourage Wang Yaotang to make a decision.

The Donglian News Agency is not easy to mess with, even for Xinji.

The Dong Gang is a society composed of workers from Dongguan. In the 60s, with the support of the then inspector Liu Fu, the "Dong Fuhe" was no less popular than "Xin Ji", "Sheng He" and "Hao Hao".

Liu Fu's successor was Lui Lok. Lui Lok's personal rent collector was called Feng Jiu, nicknamed Shar-Pei Dog. He was the chairman of the "Donglian Society" at the time and continued to support the "Dong" prefix.

After Lui Lok fled to Taiwan, Feng Jiu whitewashed his successor as Mo Shijiu, nicknamed "Lao Dongjiu", the nephew of Zhu Youzai. At this time, Donglian Society had begun to decline gradually.

After taking over the Donglian Society, Mo Shi relied on the slogan of "harmony is the most precious" to build relationships and find allies. He formed the "Twelve Friends of Quanxiong" alliance with 11 big guys, including "Gao Laofa", the boss of "Shuifang", "Gao Fei", the boss of "Tiao Lin", and "Big B Brother Wu Zhixiong", to form the "Twelve Friends of Quanxiong" alliance.

Because Lao Dong has a wide circle of friends, many disputes in the underworld ask him to be the middleman, so he is called the "gang public relations".

During the heyday of the Donglian Society, Lao Dong, the leader of the group, once shouted in a nightclub after drinking: "Punch Xinji, kick Shenghe, elbow No., knee Shuifang, and blow Hetu with hands."

Although it was an outrageous statement, it did not cause any disturbance afterwards, which shows the power of the East Union News Agency at that time.

After coming out of the restaurant and walking back, Wang Yaotang threw his coat to Huangmao, took out a tube of Vaseline, and began to apply it on his body under Huangmao's astonished gaze.

Arms, chest, abdomen, face, neck, all covered.

"What are you doing?!" Huangmao didn't understand at all.

"Skin care." Wang Yaotang replied without even looking up. After applying the product, he put on the full fingerless mask, clenched his fists, and got ready.

Compared with the people of Hong Kong Island in the 80s, his biggest advantage is the useless and obscure knowledge in his mind.

Fun fact: Fighting athletes will apply Vaseline before going on stage, especially on their faces. Applying Vaseline can make the skin surface smooth, effectively reduce the damage caused by blows, and reduce the risk of bleeding and wound infection.

The loach soaked in oil is so slippery that you can’t hold it in your hands.

More than 30 people from both sides had completely blocked the sidewalk and were now pushing and shoving each other and swearing at each other.

The club doesn’t always start fighting over a disagreement, just kidding, fighting is very costly!

"Brother Yao is here." Someone with sharp eyes saw Wang Yaotang coming and immediately shouted.

The crowd made way for them, and Wang Yaotang and Huangmao walked to the front, where they saw Xie Zaichang, a man with a round face and a particularly big mouth.

(End of this chapter)