My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 721 This is the true meaning of being an undercover agent under imperial orders.
In any case, Wei Dong never expected this effect when he bought the aircraft carrier.

The man with the stand-up collar took several seconds to speak: "What are you going to do with an aircraft carrier?"

Wei Dong didn't mind showing off a bit more: "The docks, factories, and construction sites along that line all belong to me. By the end of the year, I'll have more than 10,000 employees there, but in Hong Kong, I only do this basketball court business because it's fun."

He paused, pointed around, and said, "I don't mind spending a little money to buy peace. It's because I don't care about such trivial matters. But that doesn't mean I'm incapable of overturning the table. Harmony brings wealth, and making money is the most important thing. Fighting and killing and the code of honor are just used to fool so many fools and build up our scale."

It was precisely because of the man's attire and demeanor—he didn't look like a brute—that Wei Dong said those two extra words.

Even if you don't aspire to be a Justice of the Peace, you should at least be interested in money.

Even when dealing with shady characters, excellent salespeople can accurately read between the lines, cater to their preferences, and skillfully employ their tactics.

Sure enough, the other party's expression changed even more dramatically than when they heard about the aircraft carrier.

On the contrary, the paper folding fan seemed much inferior.

"Oh? So how do you think we should make money?"

Wei Dong retorted without hesitation: "What kind of protection money are you collecting? Change into your neat work T-shirts. When I'm organizing competitions in various parts of Hong Kong, you can send a few dozen of your men to maintain order, and I'll settle the bill with you according to the security fee. There are so many legitimate businesses you can do, why make such a mess of things?"

The gang member seemed to have a sudden realization, but then dismissed it with disdain: "How much is this?"

Actually, he was already eager to try, but he just had a bit of arrogance on his face.

Wei Dong pointed out an example: "Chen Wenliang from Kowloon helped me ship 20,000 computer parts to Southeast Asia last year, hauling containers to my dock across the border. He's now a tycoon who's building a 10,000-ton cargo ship. Do you think that's a lot of money?"

This didn't intimidate the other party, who then changed their attitude for the third time: "Are you doing business with Xin'an?"

Fortunately, Shen Cuiyue had explained that Hong Kong mainly has three major gang systems: Xin An, He Sheng, and 17K. There are many branches, but they all trace their origins back to these three.

Wei Dong shook his head: "I do business with everyone, I represent the mainland..."

Now that things have come to this point, Wei Dong, like those salesmen from the container factory, has unparalleled confidence:

“Buying an aircraft carrier doesn’t cost much, but being able to maintain such a ship, handle all the surrounding issues, and afford the docks requires official connections. It’s 1987 now, and there are still ten years left. The government must take back Hong Kong in a stable and prosperous manner. You know what I mean?”

Having watched so many Hong Kong movies, I still know what significance the northern mainland holds for gangs.

Anyway, no one authorized it, but Wei Dong dared to use this as a pretext.

The man with the stand-up collar and the paper fan were both shocked: "Are you a mainland worker?!"

Wei Dong laughed: "What's so special about industrial safety? Come with me to Guangzhou this week for a competition, and then visit my factory in Pengzhen. You'll see."

It was mainly his disdainful and nonchalant air that completely intimidated the other party: "I...we have a criminal record, so we can't go."

Wei Dong had intended to project the confident demeanor of Zhuge Liang, but in reality, he was less refined and more like a thug who disregarded the rules: "Just find a few people with no criminal record to look at. I'm just using your people as security, not having to do everything yourself."

He immediately nodded and said yes.

Not long after, they sent someone to return the HK$20,000 protection fee.

Shen Cuiyue was extremely pleased with herself!
On the way home, I couldn't help but hum and sing to my baby while holding him in the passenger seat.

Wei Dong looked down on her: "You think this is a good thing? Before, you could walk on the street and commute to get off work on foot whenever you wanted. Now you have to drive to ensure your safety. You can't live a safe life all the time. This will reduce your life experience by half!"

Shen Laosan is now a shameless person who can make faces and gestures in rhythm with the insults when being scolded.

This fully demonstrates an attitude of being spoiled and arrogant.

Wei Dong still doesn't quite understand these subtle changes between men and women.

But men understand each other all too well.

Even if Chow Yun-fat couldn't come today because he was busy filming.

Upon returning home, before even selling the car, he kicked Shen Laosan away, put his daughter to sleep, locked the balcony door, and then gave the black pearl to Lao Fang to continue their conversation.

Old Fang also asked about matters of the martial arts world first.

Wei Dong was forced to reveal Shen Cuiyue's background in detail, but he still hid Shi Tou and Mao'er: "I personally have no experience in this area, but she grew up in such a family, so she believes more in the ways of the underworld. After I came to Hong Kong, I also discovered this characteristic here. I thought I could completely avoid it, but I still have to get involved..."

Wei Dong's attitude towards work and life has always been honesty, extreme honesty. I started by secretly selling cured meat, then cameras, snacks, and gradually even made selling titanium ingots public.

Because it's clear from the perspective of the tax authorities that falsifying one piece of data requires falsifying the entire accounting system, and the final cost is far greater than the small gain from falsification.

Especially when facing a sharp-eyed and meticulous expert like Lao Fang, who is a true master who has been in charge of special tasks.

Make it clear to Wei Dong that he only benefited from the Heavenly Eye's advantages and made the right choices, and never try to play tricks on this kind of pure operation.

Old Fang listened quietly, occasionally speaking up: "Du Hongyi is the leader of Hesheng this year. They used to mainly engage in drug trafficking, gambling, and protection money. After being severely impacted by the anti-drug campaign two years ago, they shrank back to only protection money. Because they lost a lot of money to 17K in gambling, he is indeed looking for sources of income everywhere. You have chosen a good spot."

Wei Dong tried his best to recount the conversation, because he felt he couldn't let Lao Fang make a wrong judgment.

Sure enough, when he heard him say that he had threatened the other party with another ten years, after which stability and prosperity must be restored, Old Fang laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, yes! That's the right attitude..."

Then he yelled, "Who taught you to say that!... It seems he's not wrong, you should be even tougher, show him a certificate! I'll find you a certificate..."

Ten years, another ten years before returning. In fact, many people seem to have never thought about the fact that everyone will die, thinking that this matter is very far away and they have not thought about it in detail.

Mainlanders only see it as a wonderful capitalist place, the birthplace of Hong Kong films.

In Hong Kong, opinions vary, and only a few people are willing to make the decision to leave now; most are still in the observation phase.

When Wei-tung deals with Hong Kong businessmen, he is actually quite uneasy about what will happen ten years from now.

Only by giving Wei Dong a simple and clear answer can we achieve a stable and prosperous return to the embrace of the motherland.

These two terms are now very familiar to people in mainland China, and they must be used in the context of returning to the mainland.

It's common to say this publicly, in newspapers, and on television.

But it's extremely rare for someone to say this in private, especially to gangs!
Unexpectedly, Wei Dong overturned Lao Fang's thinking again: "I can't say that I am an official, so I have to have a vague and powerful background. What if these people turn around and report me to the Hong Kong authorities? I want to develop sports in Hong Kong."

Old Fang didn't insist: "Oh, you have this consideration too. Can this sport really be done?"

Wei Dong was quite certain: "Yes, and thanks to their efforts today, I have a new idea..."

Old Fang recalled: "At the end of the phone call just now, what did you say you had figured out? Is that related to this new idea?"

Wei Dong laughed: "Yeah, it's somewhat related. For example, when I take the HK basketball team to play against Guangdong, winning or losing isn't important. It's about building rapport, getting to know the mainland, and showcasing jerseys and shoes. For instance, could we sell these kinds of things in universities in eastern Guangdong? If they sell well, it might attract foreign brands to set up factories in the mainland. But we're worried that these foreign brands will suppress the development of domestic brands, right?"

Old Fang listened attentively: "Yes, go ahead."

They didn't interrupt at all.

"What I've figured out is that, firstly, domestically produced goods aren't exactly high-quality either. They're too lazy to develop and improve them, and they need foreign brands to stimulate and motivate them. So, selling some foreign goods is fine. Secondly, the key is that we should help foreign goods be produced as cheaply and effectively as possible, and bring the production volume for their global sales to the mainland. Isn't that exactly what you're asking for: industry-led, foreign-invested, and export-oriented?"

Old Fang understood immediately: "Using the domestic market as a pretext to attract them, but actually promoting exports?"

Let Wei Dong say: "How do we sell to foreign markets? Two points. In Hong Kong, I'll bring sales staff and basketball enthusiasts to help them sell more. We'll use this basketball arena as a base, and once the basketball team is running smoothly, we'll go to Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan to play. We'll bring these brands along to advertise and promote them, right? We can expand to Southeast Asian countries, and even Asian and European countries to play some games and increase brand awareness. If we sell well, we'll need to increase production, which will make up for the production capacity we've built for the domestic market."

Old Fang laughed heartily: "This idea is unique and innovative. I think it's great, we can definitely make it happen!"

Wei Dong nodded in agreement: "It doesn't cost much. Of course, the level of local basketball in Hong Kong is still very low. I still hope to find a few undrafted top players in the NBA draft at Citibank in June. They can easily beat the surrounding areas. If they can be gradually naturalized to Hong Kong in the future, they will be the right-hand men!"

Old Fang was puzzled: "Why don't you look for them from the mainland? I've seen a lot of musicians and performers go to Hong Kong orchestras. I could also find you a few basketball players."

Wei Dong was tempted but still declined: "First, the level of basketball in China isn't that much higher than in other countries. Second, players from the mainland won't gain their admiration and following. I'd rather go to Citibank... mainly because it won't arouse suspicion here."

This line of thinking is correct, isn't it?

Mainland netizens twenty or thirty years later will know that even after the handover, there are still many remnants of the Da Ying regime in Hong Kong.

Not to mention Hong Kong before 1997, the struggle was extremely fierce.

But when he spoke casually, he seemed to have a very high level of strategic vision, not at all like the kind of person who is clueless and ignorant of their own limitations when they are in the thick of things.

This is a very proactive effort to conceal one's identity.

So Lao Fang paused for a moment and nodded: "Then you should get the work done in the gang."

(End of this chapter)