My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 931 Only those who become the boss will say they don't want to be the boss.
It's inevitable, because Wei Dong has access to a traffic multiplier that no other nightclub owner possesses.

Television stations are poised to be a game-changer for the next twenty years!
And if you ask where the most professional DJs, lighting technicians, sound effects artists, hosts, and even a lot of beautiful women are in Hong Kong right now.
It's a TV station, isn't it?

Even Zou Huimin was excited to recommend him. She originally knew him from a Hong Kong radio station, and he was said to have been a professional DJ during the disco craze.

She can pout immediately.

The boss was also given a look at the billiard hall upstairs from the nightclub: "Close it down. It's a mess and looks terrible. If the KTV rooms downstairs are doing well, convert the entire floor into KTV rooms."

A security guard with a missing hand definitely wouldn't know how to play billiards; he wouldn't even be able to set up a cue.

Besides, aren't billiard halls in mainland China usually gathering places for street thugs? This billiard hall upstairs in a nightclub, with an entire floor dedicated to it, isn't much better.

Do respectable people play billiards?

The boss's narrow-mindedness led him to scoff at this so-called gentleman's sport.

Qin Yuye not only translated but also fueled the fire: "Look, look, he looks down on people who play billiards. You really like playing billiards?"

Zou Huimin's lips were so pursed they could hook a fishhook, and she puffed out her cheeks in grievance but dared not utter a sound.

His wife, with ulterior motives, encouraged him: "Go ahead and speak up! If you're unhappy, just say it! They're very democratic in mainland China, you see..."

Immediately switch to Mandarin: "I object!"

Wei Dong had no idea what they were whispering about, but he was indeed very democratic: "You're right about the reason. If it can support this place, we'll listen to you."

Qin Yuye raised his eyebrows smugly: "I don't know, but I'm definitely against it."

Wei Dong was speechless: "Do you know how tense things are outside right now? You're playing house with me? Go away, kid, don't interrupt... Start the rectification immediately!"

Commercial venues don't have that much time for approvals and assessments. If the boss asks for certain changes, then they are implemented immediately and swiftly.

Of the six nightclubs, only three near Kowloon City are owned by the Lung family along with the property. Wei Dong paid 200 million to acquire the Lung family's business. On the surface, the real estate mainly consists of these two theaters and more than a dozen bars and restaurants.

Other bars, nightclubs, and restaurants all have venue leases of varying lengths.

The annual reports of listed companies clearly state that if Weidong pays for the acquisition, then everything must be transferred to him.

The focus is naturally on this aspect as well.

You can read them all at once. Most of them shut down and suspended operations, which clearly shows that all parties are eager to stir up trouble.

The obvious outcome of splitting up troops into different places and being defeated one by one is that they will be scattered and defeated.

Since all the ladies and dancers have been taken away, which has actually reduced the burden on various places, then thank you for voluntarily resigning.

But the Sun On was, after all, the number one gang that dominated the 1970s. Kowloon City was the place where it made its fortune, and it also extended its influence to other popular and prosperous areas.

Now that Xin'an has lost its protection, they've become easy prey on the streets, coveted and fought over by everyone.

The three nightclubs in Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui, and Wan Chai have all been involved in fights in the past two days.

Moreover, the complete handover today has even caused trouble within Xin'an itself, so everyone in the industry is waiting to see what happens.

Qin Yuye saw the smashed windows of two of the storefronts and clenched her fists, ready to call the South Asian guys over to help them out!

Shen Cuiyue mocked you, saying you still need us Jianghu people to solve your problems, and you even looked down on us just now!

The proprietress was speechless.

Even Zou Huimin thinks your family is truly democratic.

Rang Weidong arranged to meet with Du Hongyi to discuss the principle of democratic centralism: "If the three venues in Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui, and Wan Chai are given to Hop Shing, I won't take a share of the money. I'll just make adjustments accordingly."

Hesheng Longtou will surely be satisfied and will immediately turn around and instruct people to take over the preparations. Perhaps they can start business in the middle of tonight.

But Du Hongyi turned to Wei Dong again and asked, "Dongzi, what do you want?"

The expression is very serious.

Four months have passed since the release of "Descendants of the Dragon," which coincided with Wei Dong's acquisition of the television station and the rise of Stephen Chow. Wing On Film Company has been eyeing Stephen Chow for four months.

Even without Xin'an bribing the Yue Lan gang to let Wei Dong directly shoot and kill, Hesheng would still be the one who benefited the most.

Taking advantage of the fact that Nan Ya Zai had brutally beaten dozens of thugs, breaking their arms and legs, he was making every effort to squeeze out Xin An's territory in Yau Tsim Mong and other places, squeezing out the most lucrative areas such as East Tsim Sha Tsui and Wan Chai.

It could be said that Xin'an's decision to commit murder was a desperate act, a last-ditch effort to try and turn the tide.

Now, it has been almost completely eradicated by Hesheng.

With 17K's focus shifting to gambling in Ma Kan, Hop Shing is now practically the largest gang in Hong Kong. Wei Tung also tried to be serious: "What I want is for Right Bank to withdraw its influence. Hong Kong is a place where people do their own thing. As long as Right Bank has its hands, it's a crushing game; no one else can compete."

The meeting took place at a bar in Tsim Sha Tsui. Lung Chun-wai said that he had invested tens of millions in the renovation and other things, creating a classic Shanghai atmosphere.

Qin Yuye liked it very much after seeing it, so she pulled her executive assistant to the boutique of the upscale hotel next door to change into a cheongsam and sat by the window drinking coffee with great style.

But Wei Dong still didn't hesitate to throw this bar out as bait as well.

Zou Huimin buried herself in the folder, making notes and annotations. Even when Du Hongyi arrived, she kept writing.

Shen Laosan, dressed in denim, accompanied Rang Weidong to the cigar room for a meeting of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world).

The leader of Hop Shing was indeed better at doing business: "I know you don't care about these nightclubs, and the brothers of Hop Shing only work around nightclubs. Consider it me helping you manage them, and we'll split the profits. But now everyone in the underworld is saying that you're from the mainland. Can you give me a definite answer?"

Wei Dong stopped beating around the bush: "Boss Long is an extremely smart and farsighted man. He knows that gangs and organizations in Hong Kong will be increasingly restricted. What seems to be their current prosperity is just the Hong Kong British government and the mainland loosening their grip. You've been to Guangdong. When the mainland takes back Hong Kong, even if they don't completely copy the mainland's management, they can at least cut off the mainland and the mainland's influence. Just imagine what kind of situation that will be."

Therefore, there are different levels of power within the underworld.

Those thugs we met at the nightclub before only relied on their reputation for being tough and belligerent. Now that two of their top henchmen have been abandoned, do they actually think Wei Dong will let them go?!
That's so damn childish.

Cheng Lang named the person who had his hands and feet broken over the phone, insisting on extraditing him back to the mainland.

The other person showed his gun, so we have to make an example of him.

So while calling the police to arrest the person, they also contacted the Guangdong East Office... This time, even if it was a case of threatening a tourist from Sichuan with a gun, let's have the police station at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain initiate charges and request extradition.

Chen Wenliang only talks about money, and money in the present moment. He hesitates even when asked to build large ships or do big business.

Du Hongyi understood that this was a forward-looking perspective on the future, and Boss Long happened to have this kind of foresight. He still needed to remind him: "Are you really?"

Wei Dong then tried to evade the question: "If you think I am, then that's it. Those guys from the mainland on the basketball team are top-tier talents that I recruited from the military team. Don't you think so?"

Hong Kong is still a bit small, and people are used to the Southeast Asian sense of superiority, thinking that to get things done in a certain place, you have to get the big shots or the managers in charge.

Therefore, Hong Kong businessmen are used to using this tactic when entering the mainland, while Taiwanese businessmen, because of the KMT, have higher standards and know how to play the unification card at the drop of a hat.

In fact, Yu Qili was using the trump card.

What he taught Rang Weidong was to always stand at the height of policy.

Only actions that benefit the country and its people will garner genuine support.

However, Yu Qili believed in this too much. He hadn't even laid a solid foundation for himself, and he didn't have enough resources or strength. What good was it for him to travel around exploring Mars to benefit humanity?

In short, Du Hongyi suddenly realized, "You have a powerful background in the military!"
He had witnessed firsthand Wei Dong's bayonet charges on the aircraft carrier last time, and now he was certain: "What agreement did Boss Long reach with you?"

Wei Dong still faced the issue honestly: "He's older than you, with three or four children. He's made enough money and wants to retire peacefully. I'll offer him 200 million to go back to his hometown in the mainland to retire. Do you think it's worth it?"

Having been suppressed by Boss Long for two or three decades, Du Hongyi couldn't help but curse under his breath: "Damn it... This guy is really cunning and ruthless!"

Then, pointing to Long Zhenwei, who was sitting in the distance with the Taoist priest and the others gesturing as they tidied up, he asked, "Did he leave his son with you?"

Wei Dong nodded: "Young people always want to make a name for themselves, even if they don't do business in the underworld. So Xin'an will definitely be in chaos for a while. Whether you can seize the opportunity to expand your business depends on your skills."

Du Hongyi slowly shook his head: "Xin'an was founded by the Long family. He could disband the entire gang to ensure his own few members could live out their retirement in peace. Hesheng elects a leader to take turns sitting in the gang. It's impossible for them to do that. I still want to settle down here peacefully."

Shen Cuiyue could speak Cantonese with some difficulty, but Du Hongyi didn't even let her talk to him with the white paper fan. He leaned back in his chair with the carved brocade cushions, feeling quite emotional.

Hong Kong's gangs and societies are incredibly resilient, constantly innovating and changing their members. When they're young, they rely on fighting; when they get older, they rely on connections and money.

If you can't hold your own, you'll suffer the consequences.

The competition among several companies creates a situation where everyone is chasing each other, and no single company can dominate. Once they get old and want to leave the market, it is difficult for them to have a peaceful end.

Without the protection of money and gangs, they are merely stepping stones for juniors to make a name for themselves.

But Boss Long clearly saw this and pioneered a completely new approach to retirement.

The old security guard must have witnessed the crackdown on organized crime more than 20 years later. Everyone thought that the garbage could never be cleaned up, but it was managed to be almost completely wiped out.

They will definitely still exist, but their involvement in organized crime is very serious. Basically, if one is caught, the whole group will be wiped out. It's only a matter of time before their protectors are taken down.

So there's no rush to demand anything from the other party right now: "In short, we have a relationship and cooperation, so let's do what's best for each other, work together to secure this lucrative opportunity in Xin'an, and then talk about future development?"

Unexpectedly, Du Hongyi nodded, but slowly began to plan: "I'm forty-eight years old. I want to retire after making a few more years of money. Can you help me prepare? Just tell me what you need, and I'll cooperate with you."

Everyone thinks that the leader of the underworld is powerful and awe-inspiring, but only those who have been a lord know that they are surrounded by wolves that can never be satisfied.

(End of this chapter)