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

Chapter 62 Huang Gao · Leader VS Sitting Master (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

In the O-share meeting room, the atmosphere was very depressing and no one spoke.

We knew that the criminals were sent by He Shengyi, but... there was nothing we could do if the criminals didn't speak.

Wu Xiangqian has no identity document and is an illegal resident!
He did not run away after killing someone, but waited to be caught. The case was clear and straightforward, so we could directly bring charges without forcing the society to hand over the person.

But O-Ji has lost face now and will definitely be laughed at by people from other departments in the system.

"Someone in the Internal Affairs Department must have taken bribes!" Lei Zhun tugged at his shirt and tie, shook his neck and said, "Catch them and follow the clues to find the culprit."

Queiroz glanced at him sideways, frowning slightly, looking like a rude and inferior person with no image at all!

"That's the internal investigation department's business." Huang Bingyao shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Lei Zhun slammed the table. "The short mule from the society has stepped on the face of O Ji. Doesn't O Ji have any dignity?"

"Sir, if we do nothing, other societies will just laugh at O-Ji and become even more aggressive!"

"What do you want to do?" Queiroz asked in a deep voice.

"Arrest people, clean up the place, and let other gangs in Hong Kong Island see our attitude!"

"Okay." Queiroz shook his head slightly in disappointment. "Okay, let's adjourn the meeting."

After that, he got up and left.

Lei Jun smiled triumphantly at Huang Bingyao.

Huang Bingyao sneered, packed up his notes, and strode out with a sullen face.

After leaving the conference room, Huang Bingyao glanced back and saw that Lei Zhun had not caught up. He immediately quickened his pace to catch up with Queiroz, "Sir."

Queiroz: “What’s up?”

Huang Bingyao nodded.

"The office said."

When they arrived at the office, Huang Bingyao took out a cigarette and handed it to Queiroz, then quickly lit it up and whispered, "He Shengyi Wang Yaotang's way of doing things is different from that of traditional society members. His personal qualities are far superior to those short mules. He has a high level of attainment in law, business, and foreign languages."

“I sometimes think that if he hadn’t dropped out of school, maybe I could find him at HKU now.”

"It's very difficult to get evidence of his crime."

"The only way is to send an undercover agent." Queiroz said casually.

"Sir, this is a great idea. Why didn't I think of it?" Huang Bingyao said with an expression of admiration.

A smile broke out on Queiroz's face and he felt much better.

"However, it would be difficult for an undercover agent to gain his trust. Apart from the few people he has known since childhood, it is difficult for such a smart person to trust others."

"Simple." Queiroz smiled and reached out to tap Huang Bingyao, "Why must he gain his trust? His confidants are all a bunch of idiots who have never been to middle school and can only fight and kill. Their abilities cannot keep up with his development. Now that a capable person has appeared under his command, will he use him?"

"We can also recruit people from outside, right?" Huang Bingyao deliberately acted stupid.

"We can trust people recruited from outside!" Queiroz waved his hand.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?" Huang Bingyao clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up.

"I will apply for quotas for the new round of written inspection exams this year." Queiroz thought for a moment, "Well, pick a few from the police academy as well. You have a saying for 'solidification': 'Shuang Guan Qi Xia'."

"Sir, it's high!"

Queiroz was in a good mood and looked Huang Bingyao up and down. "The promotion assessment is about to begin. Prepare well."

"Yes, sir!" Huang Bingyao stood at attention and saluted, "Thank you for your training, sir!"

Lei Zhun, you are still too young.

……

Dongxiang Restaurant.

There was a row of luxury cars parked along the street in the corridor, and the Lincoln Continental was completely unremarkable among them.

On both sides of the restaurant, the two groups were clearly separated.

In the lobby on the first floor, Xing Hong, Ji Zhao, A Jie, A Ji and others were drinking tea at a table, but their eyes never left the people from the Donglian Society at the table next to them. The other party did the same.

In a private room on the third floor.

Gut-cleaver Dong, Siye and Wang Yaotang sat on one side, while Lao Dong, Fish-Merchant and Shi Qiang sat on the other side.

"Ayao, you, Shuanghua, are also a member of my Donglian Society. You brought people to sweep the Donglian Society's place. Horse washing is a taboo in the underworld. You have to give me an explanation!" Lao Dong said with a grim expression.

"Old Dong, don't be so ungrateful. It's already very kind of you that the nightclubs, KTVs and saunas didn't touch you." Qi Gu Dong directly fought back.

"Bullshit, A Yao tied the Donglian Society's flowers, which makes him half a Donglian Society member." The fishmonger retorted loudly.

The Fourth Master wanted to join in, but Wang Yaotang quietly pulled him back.

"Uncle Mo, that's not what you mean." Wang Yaotang shook his head. "Sha Kun robbed and kidnapped my brother, so it's okay for me to save him, right? He chopped my people, so it's okay for me to kill him, right? He robbed my goods, so what? I was also robbing his place!"

Seeing that Lao Dong was about to speak again, Wang Yaotang stood up and poured tea for Lao Dong, then interrupted him and continued, "Uncle Mo, I know what you mean. Sha Kun used the society's money to start a company, but ended up losing it all, leaving behind a bunch of junk that no one wants."

"He stole my business, and I didn't say anything. He killed himself, and it's not my fault."

"He went crazy and caused my business to lose millions. I am the double red stick tied between our two families. If I don't fight back after being stepped on, what will others say about Shengyi and the British Association?"

"Losing millions a day, this young man is so good at bragging, no wonder he is called God of Wealth Yao!" Shi Qiang had a sarcastic look on his face.

"I'll give you face and call you Brother Qiang. If I don't give you face, you'll be a scumbag. You're poor and have you ever seen money?!" Wang Yaotang didn't indulge him this time. He pointed at his nose and cursed, "You have no right to interrupt me when I'm talking to Uncle Mo. Who the hell do you think you are?"

"You old shit!" Shi Qiang slammed the table and stood up suddenly. The word "poor" really hurt him!

Wang Yaotang sneered, stood up and rolled up his sleeves, "One million per match, witnessed by the leaders of both clubs, right here, do you dare!"

Shi Qiang was frightened by the number 100 and subconsciously looked at Lao Dong.

Seeing this, Qi Gudong smiled, shook his head, picked up the teacup and drank it all, with a smug look on his face.

"Sit down!" Lao Dong glared at Shi Qiang fiercely. He had already lost in momentum, so what was the point of fighting!
He shouted the loudest during the club meeting, saying that he was going to take over Shark Kun's territory, but when he came out he was a weakling.

Shi Qiang's face turned pale and blue.

"No kidding, one million. Newspaper vendors alone sell 100 pieces of goods every day. You can do the math yourself, Uncle Mo. I'm just being conservative." Wang Yaotang smiled and sat down again. He had everything planned out. If Shi Qiang dared to agree, he would immediately buy Sanda (LV15) and beat the bastard to death.

After a brief calculation in his mind, a gasp was heard in the private room.

Before, we had only heard about Wang Yaotang’s profits, but when we actually heard the sales figures, our eyes almost popped out!

"If you sell them all yourself, you can make 450 million a day!" Ci Gu Dong was the first to exclaim.

"I choose!"

"Pick that star!"

"Caishen Yao, there is only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname!" Several people exclaimed.

Shi Qiang’s eyes were about to pop out, no wonder One Million didn’t blink, damn, it’s a big water monkey!
"Ayao, let's just let the matter of Shakun pass. You are also a member of our Donglian Society. There is no need to let outsiders make money. How about Hengyong Garment Factory supply goods exclusively for you?" Lao Dong's eyes began to light up.

Even if you only make one dollar from processing one piece, that’s hundreds of thousands a day. Shark Kun’s loss is nothing!

"Old Dong, you're just dreaming. We and Shengyi have a century-old brand. If we give some face to the five major families in the New Territories, can't we open our own factory?" Chi Gu Dong quit on the spot. You're not the only one who can make money.

"You two, you two." Seeing the two quarreling, Wang Yaotang had to stand up. "Now there is a new market blank. The market will fall back in a few days at most. I estimate that after it stabilizes, the maximum number of pieces per day will be around 10,000. It's not that exaggerated. It's just a few million. It shouldn't be that serious."

Lao Dongjiu and Ji Gudong looked at Wang Yaotang with strange eyes and asked, "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"
This is fucking legitimate income, more profitable than selling cocaine!

Expecting tens of millions in revenue a year is crazy!

Shi Qiang suddenly calmed down. For a big water monkey like this, a little bit of it would be enough for him to be full. With a smile on his face, he stood up, picked up the teapot and poured some tea for Wang Yaotang, "You are so rich, why didn't you say so earlier? If you had said so earlier, who would be angry if you scolded me?"

Wang Yaotang looked up at Shiqiang and said, "I still like your rebellious look. Please recover."

Lao Dongjiu and Ti Gu Dong looked at each other, and both saw the word "poor" on each other's faces.

They all snorted coldly and continued arguing.

Wang Yaotang: “…”

Just at this moment, a quarrel was heard downstairs.

(End of this chapter)