My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 924 Variables, I know that too.
Because the man, who was over fifty years old and had prematurely gray hair, actually brought a beautiful woman with him.

She sported a trendy triangular wavy hairstyle, wore a dark green low-cut dress that accentuated her fair skin, and draped a light beige plaid scarf over it.

She truly deserves to be the goddess that even the God of Gamblers and the Saint of Gamblers can't forget.

It was so dazzling that Wei Dong was blinded the moment he walked in!

That's Zhang Min!

If Wei Dong hadn't messed up the timeline, she should actually have acted in "God of Gamblers" with Chow Yun-fat, and she should have acted in "All for the Winner" with Stephen Chow.

Anyway, Wei Dong found it quite amusing.

Do you really think that just because I'm young and strong, and I'm like a bull on the basketball court all day long, with beautiful wives and concubines showing up everywhere, I'm bound to fall for their seduction schemes?

Of course, he wouldn't refuse it if it were delivered to him.

His appetite was much larger than the other party had imagined.

Entering the No. 16 meeting room, which contained only a small round table, I simply nodded to the other party.

He teased Chen Wenliang, saying, "The cars over there have arrived, right? Tomorrow I'll use the Hong Kong Olympic team to advertise for you. Don't sell them too expensive. I hope to sell at least 5,000 in Southeast Asia this year."

Shen Cuiyue has at least lived in Hong Kong for a whole year!

He can speak some Cantonese now, and he can understand it without any problems.

Translate it slowly.

Chen Wenliang estimated that this would amount to 500 to 600 million in sales, and he could make a gross profit of 100 million!
They repeatedly said yes.

Of course, only he could use various means to sell the cars into these Southeast Asian countries, where there are still tariffs on Citibank cars.

Therefore, without a dealer network, he is the only one who can earn this money.

This has nothing to do with Wei Dong: "I'll say it again, build ships as soon as possible, build big ships. My first ship is worth 30 million US dollars, and the rest will probably be cheaper. If you can't build them as fast as me, international freight will be mine, and you'll have to be my customer."

Chen Wenliang took a deep breath and, like an old hand, finished speaking: "Our business is always going on. Boss Long is the leader of Xin'an, and we Yi-group are also under Xin'an. Young Master Dong is a businessman who has dealt with Uncle De, Heinz, and Li Bancheng. The film company has a misunderstanding, and I hope you can give me the face to sit down and talk."

This is the connecting role played by the middleman.

That's all.

Wei Dong patted him on the shoulder and sat down: "Brother Wenliang, you can just stand by and watch. You definitely don't know anything about this. The black star was pointed directly at my head. If it weren't for my good skills or the strength of my brothers, I would be dead now. This is not a misunderstanding, it's a matter of paying for murder with one's life!"

The last sentence, uttered while leaning back in his chair, went: "If you fail to kill them, then pay with your life. Don't you think that makes sense?"

This was said to Boss Long.

Just as Cheng Lang said, the other party wore glasses and was refined and gentle, with a slightly old-fashioned gray-haired side parting, completely lacking the violent and fierce nature of a江湖人 (jianghu person).

With his broad, thick face, he looked like a kind old man, but now he actually had to listen to Zhang Min translate it into Cantonese.

What Wei Dong just told Chen Wenliang was all relayed by this actress.

Wei Dongzheng laughed at Laozi for being presumptuous.

But he didn't relax at all; his behavior is exactly like Ni Yongxiao's.

The more refined and gentle someone appears, the more ruthless they can be behind the scenes.

Zhang Min has already looked up and responded: "Mr. Long said he can compensate Mr. Rang with Wing On Film Company, including my contracts and film contracts with more than ten other artists under his name."

There was a hint of light in the slender corners of her eyes, which naturally blended beauty and sharpness.

As expected, we still have to bow our heads to this side.

The evidence against them was so clear that they were caught red-handed in a thunderous attack and even taken to the mainland.

There was no way to struggle at all.

Wei Dong then proceeded according to the plan he had discussed with Cheng Lang: "Is this all my life is worth? The TV station alone is worth a billion now, and the business in Hong Kong is just a drop in the ocean compared to what I have in mainland China and North America. That's not enough. I want all of the Long family's businesses right now."

Chen Wenliang listened intently to the translation and was quite astonished!
He had been doing business with Rang Weidong for a year and a half, and he never expected him to be so ruthless.

Perhaps because he was so surprised, he raised his hand and touched the table.

Boss Long gave him a domineering look, gesturing for him to leave.

Only four people remained in the small meeting room.

He calmly and methodically said, "My gang owns over 600 restaurants, over 30 nightclubs, over 100 bars, and 40 or 50 arcades and saunas. Just collecting protection money alone brings in over 7 million every month. I also have 17 finance companies and two listed companies. Can you handle all of that?"

Wei Dong smiled and said, "I am a legitimate businessman. What would I do with a business that collects protection money? Someone else would naturally rob me. I only want your legitimate businesses, including the film company. I will give you 200 million yuan and leave 10% of the shares to your children. Maybe they can even help me build a new world."

The air seemed to freeze inside the small meeting room.

Two hundred million sounds like a lot, but it was just the price Asia Television paid for its acquisition.

This is the flagship business of the Sin On triad, one of the three major gangs in Hong Kong!
The Wing On Film Company alone could probably fetch that price.

While Zhang Min was translating in a low voice, he couldn't help but glance in this direction frequently.

While her features weren't as delicate as Yao Shuzhen's, nor as flawless as Zou Huimin's, her charm was unmatched.

As she translated in a low voice, the way she glanced sideways revealed a rare air of heroism in a woman.

Shen Laosan used to enjoy practicing various facial skills, but now he's simply amazing. No matter how much I practice, I can't compare to this kind of talent.

In short, he kept nudging Wei Dong's knee, reminding him to look...

Wei Dong responded calmly, "Yes, it looks good."

Only Boss Long, peering through his glasses, seemed to be observing Wei Dong before bursting into laughter after several seconds: "So, where do you put me?"

I don't know if he was referring to whether he respected me or what he meant. Translations can always be inaccurate.

Wei Dong responded perfectly: "Go back to your hometown in eastern Guangdong. I'll pay you in cash and you can settle down there. As long as you don't break the law, I guarantee your safety. Just don't go out and fight, and they'll get a shorter sentence."

This is essentially keeping the leader of Xin'an detained in the mainland!

In the future, Xin'an will be like a python whose vital spot has been caught; no matter how much it struggles, it will never be able to turn the tide.

Zhang Min paused, unable to believe his ears.

He even subconsciously moved slightly away before continuing to speak.

It seemed as if they were afraid that the seemingly harmless leader of Xin'an would suddenly erupt.

It was as if they wanted to take a fresh look at the old man.

The eldest brother of the Long family lost his earlier laughter, and his tone became quite amused: "Young man, you're something else. You've even laid out where my hometown is. What qualifications do you have to take over the business that my Long family has led Xin'an for forty years?"

Wei Dong thought to himself, "Damn, it really was just as Cheng Lang had planned!"

Indeed, there are those like Ni Yongxiao who clearly didn't want to be the leader, but were forced to take over and managed the whole situation very well over the next thirty years.

But the purpose of all this is so that I can eventually retire and return to my hometown!
All of these arrangements were actually steps that the other party painstakingly worked to achieve later.

He raised his hand to the girl beside him: "I'm from Jiangzhou. My wife is from the Shen family in Ludong. During the War of Resistance, she was the fourth-ranking officer under the Fifth Master of the Red Gang. Do you want to calculate who has a closer relationship with the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics? My house in Jiangzhou is a branch of the Military Intelligence Bureau. So, someone who only got the rank of Major General in the Military Intelligence Bureau shortly before liberation shouldn't talk to us, the legitimate people of the wartime capital, about historical qualifications!"

Shen Cuiyue's fist salute exuded a chivalrous spirit: "I accept the phoenix and the dragon with both hands, turn around and step back to stand in the incense hall. Our family is worthy of receiving them!"

These few sentences, spoken in a clear Sichuan accent, were even difficult for Zhang Min to understand.

However, it fully and authentically showcases the unruly and rebellious spirit of the martial arts world.

Boss Long slowly stood up, and Zhang Min also stood up nervously.

At its peak, Xin'an boasted 60,000 employees in Hong Kong!
Their strength is consistently superior to Hesheng and 17K.

Even though three or four relatives had been extradited to the mainland, the conditions proposed by Wei Dong were outrageous.

I'm about to make you kneel down so I can disarm you with my bare hands!

Even though they are currently under immense pressure from the police and Interpol, if the higher-ups get angry and issue orders, the entire Hong Kong will tremble, and people will definitely die.

No matter how many people are detained or extradited, the "Red Sticks" of the Five Dragons and Ten Tigers under Xin'an Banner will suffer countless casualties when they go crazy!

The elderly man, in his fifties, moved from side to side while holding onto the back of the chair, his eyes fixed on Rang Weidong.

Zhang Min stood there, bewildered and unsure of what to do.

The two on the other side looked around freely, without any disrespectful or provocative reactions; they simply observed the reactions quietly.

At least two or three minutes, but Zhang Min probably felt like half an hour had passed.

To their utter astonishment, they heard Boss Long ask, "Who gets the shares?"

I was so shocked that I forgot to translate, but thankfully Shen Cuiyue was there to fill in.

Wei Dong said calmly, "Your second son is an intellectual like you, and he also has a talent for business. He will benefit greatly from following me. As for whether the others will give you money or pass on their positions, that's your business. But you'll have to enjoy your retirement in your hometown."

At this point, anyone would feel a chill run down their spine.

The seemingly absurd request is clearly a calculated scheme with meticulous attention to detail!
Even Boss Long's reaction was anticipated.

He actually stood there and slowly nodded!

"How many years might they get sentenced to?"

"Nine years, do you know what that means?"

"Well, that's fine, to avoid being caught in the middle. My last piece of advice is that the variable is her..." Boss Long patted the back of his chair and pointed at the people: "I'm leaving her with you. I need to see the cooperation statement immediately!"

Then he pushed open the door and left!

There was none of the unsteady gait of someone in their fifties; in fact, there was an eagerness in his brisk, almost swift movements!

Chen Wenliang peeked out and saw that there was no bloodshed.

He exchanged a glance with Rang Weidong, then grinned mischievously at the woman, closed the door, and followed her off eagerly.

The remaining question was for Wei Dong and his wife to face Zhang Min: "Tell me, what role do you play in this film company?"

The tone was like that of a boss or boss's wife interviewing a new employee.

Zhang Minrao was probably mentally prepared to be handed over to this side, but he was still looking around in surprise.

Then, with difficulty, he spoke in Mandarin: "I'm also from the mainland... Shanghai, Haining..."

Before he could finish speaking, his wife burst in, turning the lock urgently: "Finished talking?! How did it go? How did it go?"

Behind them, Zou Huimin followed attentively with a folder, acting like a secretary. Qiu Shuzhen, however, peeked out without any regard for propriety and discovered that the legendary gang negotiation was actually handled by a beautiful woman. She even playfully stuck out her tongue.

What could Wei Dong say? These were all actresses chosen for the film company.

The goddesses of the Hong Kong film era, you should arrange for yourselves to make movies with the directors and Chow Yun-fat.

I wonder if, now that the influence of the Right Bank on filmmaking has been completely severed, there will still be so many movies featuring epic battles between top stars.

I'm the one who needs to rush back to Shanghai.

Wei Dong felt that he was now half a Hu Haining.

(End of this chapter)