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

Chapter 74: Jin Yacheng·Death! (5000 updates, please give me monthly votes)
"Damn it, I knew it!"

Jin Yacheng picked up the teapot and took a gulp, "Puff!"

Hot, hot, hot!
I grabbed the teapot and wanted to throw it, but after thinking about it, I held back. It’s from the late Qing Dynasty, it’s a good thing.

"This little bastard is so cruel!"

"Boss, these losers are traitors, and the society doesn't care about it? They should be stabbed three times and pierced six times!" Datousheng said hatefully.

It was quite embarrassing after his place was raided, so Jin Yacheng asked him to simply withdraw and focus on the sexy lingerie business, where he could earn more with less work.

Now that his business is in trouble, he is naturally angry.

"Three knives and six holes, you old mother!" Jin Yacheng cursed angrily, "More than 200 four-nine bastards are selling them, and there are who knows how many blue lanterns. The law does not punish everyone. Whoever catches them, whoever dares to stop them, whoever moves will die!"

"Fuck, this little bastard is really cruel, cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron!"

The profit of 700,000 to 800,000 yuan a month was originally divided among the various clubs within the Big Four, but now it has been swallowed up by the younger brothers below.

The various associations had no choice but to say that the products were not selling well and they didn't want to do it anymore.

"Then should we also encourage He Shengyi's Sijiuzi to sell it himself?" Datousheng said with hatred: "This bastard broke his promise and said that the four major ones would belong to us."

Cough cough, Jin Yacheng almost couldn't breathe. If he didn't know that Datousheng didn't have a sarcastic mind, he would have thought that this guy was scolding him.

"What a bullshit! You're crazy for not making good money and giving it to the poor!" Jin Yacheng cursed angrily.

"What should we do then?" Datousheng scratched his head.

Although cooperating with newspaper vendors at lower prices has indeed captured a lot of market share, in the final analysis, what we give to newspaper vendors is the wholesale price, and the bulk of the profits are made by the newspaper vendors, which is not satisfactory!

"Damn it, I give up. Make an appointment for me. Forget it, I'll call myself." Jin Yacheng waved his hand and Datousheng quickly took the phone.

"Hey, little god of wealth, I'm Jin Yacheng."

"..."

"Okay, 8pm, I have guts."

(There really were some "respectable restaurants" doing hotpot in Hong Kong, but they all closed down after 09.)
……

There are rules to follow when it comes to negotiations, and neither side will bring too many people.

The Lincoln Continental stopped steadily, Wang Yaotang pushed the door and got out, followed by Aji and Wei Tao. The H20 stopped behind him, and eight younger brothers wearing black combat uniforms and T-shaped batons hanging around their waists jumped out of the car one after another and followed with serious faces.

After more than half a month of training, I look like a real professional.

Asking his younger brother to wait on the first floor, Wang Yaotang took Wei Tao and A Ji upstairs. He was a generation younger than Jin Yacheng in terms of status, but he had the upper hand in this negotiation, so when they came up to the checkpoint, Jin Yacheng had already arrived and the hot pot was steaming.

"The God of Wealth is so arrogant." Datousheng said sarcastically.

"No wonder you can't do business well. All you think about is fighting and killing. Harmony brings wealth, don't you understand?" Wei Tao stabbed back.

During the time I followed Wang Yaotang, I unconsciously picked up some bad habits and became more vicious in my speech.

"You!" Datousheng grinned but didn't know how to refute.

"Little God of Wealth is here, please sit down. I ordered some fish maw, which is very nutritious." Jin Yacheng waved with a smile.

"Uncle Cheng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. There are a lot of villains in Hong Kong Island. Even driving a Lincoln can cause traffic jams." Wang Yaotang smiled, walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down.

The two men's eyes met, and they both grinned, secretly cursing each other for being sharp-tongued.

Aji and Wei Tao pulled up chairs and sat behind Wang Yaotang to talk business, as they were not really there to eat hotpot.

They poured the wine and clinked glasses. Wang Yaotang listened to Jin Yacheng talk about his glory when he was making soles. Jin Yacheng also listened to Wang Yaotang talk about his glory when he broke into the police station a few days ago.

Talking about this and that, Jin Yacheng was also impressed by the fact that Wang Yaotang was so calm despite being so young and armed with two flowers and a red stick.

Wang Yaotang didn't care. It was impossible for one person to monopolize the market. He had already run several hundred meters away. Jin Yacheng would not have much impact on him. "Ayao, I called you here today to talk about the sexy clothing business. Should we divide it up? It's meaningless for us to continue fighting like this. The money is all earned by the people below." Jin Yacheng couldn't hold it in. The company invested a lot, and now the income is not as expected. He is under a lot of pressure.

"Is there any conflict?" Wang Yaotang looked puzzled. "Isn't the development very orderly? I just decided to raise the price for the newspaper vendors."

"Caishenyao, don't pretend to be confused. The Big Four are our and Xinhe's territories!" Datousheng said loudly.

"So it's Tong Xinhe's territory. With just a word from Uncle Cheng, those losers will definitely not dare to come to me for goods." Wang Yaotang smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Jin Yacheng turned around and glared at Datousheng, what the hell did I do wrong to deserve having you as my younger brother!
"If you treat business as a flag-raising for a society, then I wouldn't be sitting here today, A Sheng. Why make things difficult for yourself if you don't have the brains to do so?" Wang Yaotang smiled and shook his head.

"Ayao, you were the one who developed the product, and Uncle Cheng just wants to have a sip of the soup. What do you think, little god of wealth, you won't even show up for this little soup? Just tell me what you want." Jin Yacheng took an empty cup, poured a glass of wine and turned around.

"Uncle Cheng, thank you for your kindness." Wang Yaotang picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then raised his hand to wipe his mouth. "I have to support my younger brothers, so newspaper vendors can only be a temporary solution. Later on, I will gradually raise the price and reduce the supply. Uncle Cheng will follow up. It is better to open a store by myself than to find newspaper vendors. It will be more convenient to do accounting and can also wash part of the income."

After saying that, he poured a glass of wine and turned back.

"Okay." Jin Yacheng drank it all in one gulp.

"The Hong Kong market is too small to accommodate more people eating meat. What do you think, Uncle Cheng?"

"Ayao is right, it's over between you and me."

"If anyone reaches out again..."

"Xinhe and I will attack first!"

"it is good!"

The two men each filled the wine glasses in front of them and clinked their glasses lightly, blocking the way for others to come.

The agreement was reached, and the relationship was originally a competition, and it ended after a period of mutual flattery.

Going downstairs, the younger brothers stood up one after another, and Wang Yaotang and Jin Yacheng walked out side by side.

"That's it, Uncle Cheng, I..." As he was speaking, he saw someone's hand touching his waist out of the corner of his eye. Wang Yaotang suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. The huge sense of crisis made his hair stand on end, and he slammed his feet behind him.

"boom!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Wang Yaotang bumped into Wei Tao and they both fell to the ground.

Jin Yacheng's body trembled, he staggered back two steps and then fell to the ground.

The sudden gunshot stunned everyone. The gunman emptied the magazine, stepped on his motorcycle and sped away. It was not until this moment that everyone reacted and there was chaos for a while.

"Grandpa!"

"Old top!"

Someone ran forward to protect the boss.

Some people squeezed back to avoid the bullets.

Someone chased the motorcycle, wanting to avenge the boss.

The small but courageous entrance was a mess.

Aji pulled Wang Yaotang's hand and rushed to open a passage to the first floor of Youguqi. Just as Wei Tao was about to get up, he was kicked down again.

Jin Yacheng lowered his head and looked at the gun muzzle from which blood was gushing out, his face full of disbelief.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!" Datousheng squatted on the ground with his hands trembling.

“Uh…uh…” Jin Yacheng’s head tilted and he died with his eyes open.

(End of this chapter)