The world begins with Hong Kong movies

Chapter 44: You are shameless and you want to go to heaven! (Please read)

After seeing off the satisfied Liang Kun, I had no intention of inviting him to have fun together in the evening.

Wu Feng didn't have such a habit, and their friendship wasn't that deep.

But I didn’t expect that just after Liang Kun left, Guan Zaisen, who hadn’t been here for a while, came.

"Hongxing Liangkun is here, what did you say?"

As soon as he entered the office on the third floor, he couldn't wait to ask questions.

"Damn, what's your attitude? Are you questioning me?"

Wu Feng's eyes turned cold, and he said unhappily, "Why, you've become so confident lately that you feel like you can ride on my head. Why are you being so rude?"

"you……"

Guan Zaisen's face turned very ugly, and he looked at Wu Feng with a fierce look.

"Why, do you still want to take action?"

Wu Feng sneered and said, "Do you believe that even if I kill you, He Liansheng won't avenge you?"

As he spoke, he took the nunchaku from the shelf next to him and performed a beautiful flower with the nunchaku with one hand.

"Okay, okay, okay, I can't beat you, right? You're so strong, just show off!"

Guan Zaisen sat down on the sofa like a deflated ball and said weakly, "Don't be angry, I just came here to ask about the news!"

This is how gang members are. Bullying the weak and fearing the strong has become their instinct.

boom!
Wu Feng slapped the desk, startling Guan Zaisen who was sitting on the sofa.

"If you don't come, I'll still be looking for you!"

Wu Feng didn't hold back at all. He pointed at Guan Zaisen and angrily said, "Are you fucking deaf about the videotape I told you about before? You still haven't given me a clear answer. What do you want to do?"

"You don't even know how to seize the opportunity to make money, do you really want to go to heaven?"

"I've slashed the price of the videotapes in half. You can get one for fifty Hong Kong dollars. If I sell twenty thousand in Taiwan, I'll make a million dollars!"

"If we include Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, and other parts of Southeast Asia, selling 50,000 boxes shouldn't be a problem. That's a free profit of NT$2.5 million!"

"If you're not even motivated to make money, go eat shit!"

After all the criticism, Guan Zaisen didn't dare to say a word and could only lower his head and take the scolding.

No matter what the internal connections with Lian Sheng were, or what difficulties he had, he was too embarrassed to complain in front of Wu Feng.

As Wu Feng scolded bluntly, if you are not proactive in making money, there is something wrong with your brain.

"Three days, I'll give you three more days!"

Wu Feng didn't care about that and continued to scold: "If there is no result within three days, then I'm sorry, I will cooperate with Hong Xing Liang Kun, that guy is trying to make money by making a movie!"

After saying that, he chased Guan Zaisen away like a fly, without considering the other party and Lian Sheng's rising star status at all. If it were someone else, Guan Zaisen would have exploded long ago.

Coming out of the sauna covered in dust and dirt, he didn't dare to act wildly in Wu Feng's territory.

As a neighbor, Guan Zaisen has done a lot of research on Wu Feng and observed him for a long time.

It can be said that he knows Wu Feng's background better than even Hongyi's leader Huang Wengang.

The more he got to know Wu Feng, the more he feared him and, of course, the more he wanted to get close to him.

Despite this inner conflict, Guan Zisen was truly reflecting on it. As he left the house, he saw several of his close associates, enjoying themselves at the nearest food stall, having been treated to a meal by Wu Feng's younger brother. Guan Zisen felt a surge of anger.

"Let's go, let's go to the Bolan Street Hall to find the boss!"

With a shout and ignoring the unhappy voices of those around him, Guan Zaisen got directly into a Crown car parked nearby. His car was quite luxurious.

When we arrived at the entrance of Bowl Lane, we found it was a nightclub run by He Liansheng.

At this time, the colorful lights in the nightclub were flashing, creating a very mysterious atmosphere. Coupled with the powerful and dynamic music, people couldn't help but get caught up in it.

Men and women were dancing happily on the dance floor, and an atmosphere of decadence and extravagance filled the air.

If it were in the past, Guan Zaisen would definitely stop and watch carefully. If he was in the mood, he would go to the dance floor to vent his energy and pick up a beautiful woman by the way.

But at this moment, he had no interest at all and went straight to the office area on the third floor of the nightclub.

After greeting the gangster guarding the door of the general manager's office, he sat down on the chair next to him and waited, looking impatient.

"MD, Guan Zai Sen, are you crazy?"

Soon, Long Gen, the leader of the Mong Kok Hall with Lian Sheng, went out cursing. He was very unhappy that Guan Zai Sen had disrupted his mood and said, "If you don't explain the reason, don't even think about leaving today!"

"Boss, that kid Wu Feng has given me an ultimatum!"

Guan Zai Sen waved the thug next to him away, then explained with a bitter face, "We only have three days left. If there's no conclusion to the videotape issue after those three days, we won't cooperate with you anymore!"

"Where did he get the courage?"

Long Gen's eyes widened in anger, and he said unhappily, "You are a wooden stake, can't you teach him a lesson?"

The reason for this situation is naturally that Long Gen wants to get more benefits.

"How dare I teach this kid a lesson?"

Guan Zaisen said with a sad face, "I'll be thankful if that brat doesn't covet my territory on Shanghai Street. I really can't defeat him!"

"what happened?"

Long Gen's forehead veins popped out, and he said angrily: "I don't believe it, are you rebelling against heaven?"

Guan Zaisen's face was filled with bitterness, but he couldn't help rolling his eyes inwardly. He said helplessly, "I don't know how that guy manages his business. He has a full four or five hundred men under his command in such a small area of ​​Shanghai Street!"

"If we include the men from Fa Yuen Street and Tung Choi Street, I'm afraid the number of men we can directly mobilize has reached 1,200 to 1,300, and there are no fewer than 700 of them who are thugs!"

"So exaggerated?"

Brother Long was also surprised and said in disbelief: "How is it possible? I'm afraid that even the number of subordinates under the Hongyi Sect Leader is not this high?"

"Boss, how dare I lie to you? This is the truth!"

Guan Zaisen said gloomily, "I don't know what kind of magic potion Wu Feng has fed to his men. Not to mention Sijiu, even those Blue Lanterns are like chicken blood. They wish they could show off their horses every day. They are desperately trying to stand out and wish they could just march into my territory and make a name for themselves!"

In fact, the situation was even worse than he said, but it was just not easy to behave too badly in front of the boss.

Many of his Blue Lanterns wanted to defect to Hong Yi Wu Feng.

If the relationship between the two families hadn't been relatively harmonious, Guan Zai Sen really had no confidence that he could withstand the onslaught of Wu Feng's subordinates. Each of them was like a madman, with an extremely strong urge to stand out.

He had considered poaching people, but the results were disappointing. The only people he could find were marginal figures in Wu Feng's Blue Lantern team, all of whom were incompetent and useless.

(End of this chapter)