Hong Kong Movie: At the beginning, Big Boss B asked me to draw the death lottery

Chapter 100 If He Yaozong is dissatisfied with the election results, then let Feng Yuxiu lock him over and use family rules directly!
"Lao Ding, aren't you in charge of the society's account books and dragon head sticks?"

The surprised reply from Ma Zai on the other end of the phone made Chui Ji realize that he had lost his mind in anxiety.

Chuiji calmed down a little after learning that the society's account books were intact.

At this time, several cars drove up to the side of the road, and then stopped in unison behind Chuiji's old Mercedes-Benz.

A policeman in a uniform suit got out of the car and tucked his ID card to his chest.

Chuiji looked sad and quickly called out to the men around him.

"Hurry up and tell Huo Niu to put the dragon head stick and account book under the bed in the east bedroom of Building 606 of Rongxing Apartment Building in Yau Ma Tei.

Have Huo Niu take the stick and the account book and give them to Deng Wei, quickly!

After sending his henchmen away, Chuiji stood still.

Sure enough, this group of policemen came right for him.

Seeing his followers leaving the scene, they did not feel embarrassed at all, but gathered around Chui Ji in groups of three or five.

The leading inspector placed his ID in front of Chuiji and shook it.

Then he said coldly, "Boasting with the boss of Liansheng? You're in trouble now, come with us!"

Overnight, the news that Chui Ji was taken away by Organized Crime and Triad Bureau spread to every stall of He Liansheng.

What is intriguing is that Chui Ji was not taken away by the police because he was involved in organized crime activities involving the Triads.

He only has a few crappy strip clubs in Wan Chai. If you insist on being picky, you can't even accuse him of engaging in obscene activities.

He was arrested because he was suspected of sailing from Wan Chai to the high seas on many occasions to organize and participate in gambling activities.

Since the gambling ship business is conducted on the high seas, the definition of this crime can be big or small, but if you really want to be serious, there is no problem in putting him in jail for half a year.

This means that Chuiji may become the first uncle of He Liansheng's generation to be thrown into prison and "honorably" retired while serving as the leader.

Unexpectedly, most of the Liansheng gangs were surprisingly calm about Chuiji's arrest.

There were even some uncles in the Senate who were too lazy to even think about trying to get some money.

The happiest one among them was Fat Deng.

"Fire Bull, are you saying that the crime of blowing chicken has been determined to be fatal, and the society's lawyers have no room for maneuver?"

The next morning, Fei Deng had just gotten up when he received a call from Huo Niu.

"That's right! This time we caught them red-handed. The chicken shop owner was scammed and the account books in Wan Chai were all stolen by Organized Crime and Triads.

I think he will be in jail for at least a year or two this time!"

Huo Niu paused and then spoke.

"By the way, Brother Wei, Chui Ji asked me to hand over the stick and account book to you. When will you be free?"

"I need some free time now. Bring the things over here, and please inform the uncles in each district to have breakfast and come to my place for a meeting later!"

After hanging up the phone, Fat Deng showed a rare smile on his face.

It’s a good thing that Chui Ji was caught by Organized Crime and Triads!
Fortunately, he can finally take back the dragon head stick with good reason!
The good thing is that he can now quickly select the person in charge, at least to suppress the arrogance of Sham Shui Po!
But Fat Deng didn't expect that someone got up earlier than him today.

As early as last night when the news of Chuiji's arrest came out, He Yaozong notified many of the leaders and uncles of the Ninth District to come to Hetai Tea House for tea at seven in the morning.

The Peony Pavilion private room in the Hetai Teahouse was already filled with more than a dozen people.

For a moment the tea room seemed a little crowded.

This seems to be the first time in all these years that Heliansheng has brought together so many uncles without relying on Fat Deng.

The nominal leaders were Chuan Bao and Long Gen. Everyone in the room had rosy faces and was talking and laughing.

After He Yaozong walked in with a briefcase, Long Gen immediately cleared his throat.

"I've troubled you all to get up early and come to Sham Shui Po because I have good news for you.

I believe you all understand that last night our Sham Shui Po branch took back Tsim Sha Tsui, which had been lost by He Liansheng for twenty years!
A good young man has emerged from our clan. Ah Yao has decided to divide up the territory among everyone, so that everyone can make some money in Tsim Sha Tsui in the future!

"Good! Great!"

"I saw right away that Ayao was a big shot!"

"We and Liansheng are so lucky to have such a handsome and capable guy!"

……

For a while, the room was filled with cheers, especially for Chuanbao, who stood up and led the applause, his hands already red from clapping.

He Yaozong sat down next to Long Gen with a faint smile on his face and waved his hand for everyone to be quiet.

“I would like to first thank all the uncles, the bosses, and those leaders who were unable to make the time to come.

Some time ago, I said I was setting up a Freemasonry in the community. At first, no one believed me and thought I was joking.

As for me, I have shown some sincerity to some extent."

Chuanbao immediately said, "Damn! Ayao, you are so modest!
"It's a multi-million dollar minibus route, and you can get it for me just by saying so. If anyone dares to say you're not sincere, I'll be the first to disagree!"

Dabu Hei also joined in the conversation.

“My boss, Uncle Quan, hasn’t been able to manage the frozen food business in Kowloon for more than ten years.

He can't come over to Pengcheng, so he asked me to tell him that when the game switches with Liansheng, he wants to vote for Ayaoshengsheng on behalf of Dapu!"

Dabu Hei knew how to show his support, and with just one sentence, he set the tone for this tea party for He Yaozong.

The others understood, but did not express their opinions. They just looked at He Yaozong and waited for him to say something else.

He Yaozong grabbed the cup of tea, took a sip, and spoke again.

He first set his sights on Shuang Fandong in Yuen Long.

This guy can be considered as an old uncle of Liansheng, but his place is in the countryside of Yuen Long, and he usually seems to be idle in the community.

"Shuang Fandong, have you thought about arranging for the brothers from Yuen Long to come to Tsim Sha Tsui to see the world?"

When He Yaozong asked this question, Shuang Fandong almost immediately followed up the conversation.

“As Yuen Long country boys, we dream of making a living in Yau Tsim Mong!
Ah Yao, if you're willing to give my brothers a few places to look after, then if you have any plans in Sham Shui Po in the future, our brothers in Yuen Long will definitely be the first to follow!"

"How can we just watch the show?"

He Yaozong responded with a smile, then unzipped his briefcase, took out two lease contracts from it, and handed them to Shuang Fandong.

"Here are two five-year lease contracts for the commercial space in Wing On Plaza in Tsim Sha Tsui East. I have already paid the rent in full.

Whether you want to open a nightclub or a restaurant there, or whatever business you like, the venue will be handed over to you and you can decorate it yourself.

If you need money, you can borrow from me later. I won’t charge you interest.”

Shuang Fandong took the contract, and his eyes began to reveal an expression of incredible ecstasy.

For a moment, everyone else in the room was jealous, but then they heard He Yaozong speak again.

"In Tsim Sha Tsui East, I rented venues more than a dozen times. To save everyone's time, I won't go through them one by one.

There are three venues in Nanyang Center that are suitable for opening nightclubs. You can take charge of them when the time comes.

Leng Lao, your Sha Tin gang once contracted the lunch box business of several stone quarries. If you want to expand it, you might as well do it on a larger scale. There are several places in Huasheng Plaza that are suitable for opening restaurants.

Then I can try to invite people over, decorate it, and turn it into a high-end restaurant or something, so that it will be more prestigious when others tell others about it."

As he handed them the venue contract, without waiting for the two to thank him, He Yaozong turned his attention to two uncles of higher status - Mao Dun and Lao Guiqiang.

He Liansheng's uncles were also divided into different levels.

There is no doubt that Fat Deng has the most say.

Next are Chuanbao and Longgen, and below them are Da Lao Quan, Lao Guiqiang, Huo Niu and Mao Dun.

It can be said that as long as these uncles are dealt with, it doesn’t matter what happens to the others. They are all fence-sitters anyway, so they will follow whichever side has the loudest voice.

But one of them is in Tsing Yi and the other is in Mong Kok.

Although the territory is not big, it relies on the mountains and the water for its livelihood, and it is not easy to deal with it.

He Yaozong first set his sights on the old ghost in blue clothes, put down his briefcase and spoke.

"Uncle, I heard that your Qingyi wharf was taken over by the Yizidui gang a while ago?"

A trace of dejection flashed across Lao Gui's face, but he nodded in acknowledgment.

“That’s right. Usually, many smugglers in Kwai Chung have small boats and cannot afford the water pumping in Kwai Chung, so they prefer to use my small wharf in Tsing Yi to load and unload goods.

My commission is very fair, so those small businesses that sell fake goods, frozen goods and the like like to ask me for help.

But ever since the number Bang Yi Zi Dui called from Yuen Long last month, he has been eyeing the pier here.

The rivals in Kwai Chung have Han Bin from Hung Hing, and you guys from Sham Shui Po are protecting them. They don't have the guts to rob, so they've set their sights on Tsing Yi!"

"Why don't you ask the society to help you fight back?" Lao Gui said, shaking his head bitterly.

"Damn it! Ah Yao, do you think everyone in the club is as arrogant as you?
I just want to ask you one question: are you going to take care of Qingyi's affairs?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I invite your uncle over just to have a cup of tea?"

After receiving He Yaozong's affirmative answer, Lao Guigang immediately slammed the table.

"Okay! Chuiji was taken to the classroom last night, and I heard that he can't get out!
When the time comes, hand over the stick and the society elects a new manager. I will definitely vote for you!"

Seeing that everyone expressed their opinions in unison, Mao Dun knew that He Yaozong would ask him the next question.

Without waiting for He Yaozong to speak to him, he answered first.

"Ayao, you don't have to say anything.

I have no desires and can be self-sufficient in Mong Kok. I don't need you to do anything for me.

You have made such a great contribution to the society this time. It is only natural that I will vote for you."

He Yaozong smiled faintly.

"Uncle, you misunderstood. I know you're here to do good deeds. You usually like to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures. When you have nothing to do, you help the neighbors organize the Yulan Festival and the thanksgiving ceremony.

In order to help you fulfill your wish in front of the Bodhisattva, I will donate some money every year to set up a funeral committee for you in Mong Kok.

If any of the brothers in the club have an accident in the future, whether it's a funeral or cremation, it can all be handled by you, so it won't be too shabby."

Mao Dun was immediately moved.

"Ayao, you are so thoughtful.

Back then, I roamed the streets and alleys of Yau Tsim Mong, running some scammers and cheating the neighbors.

Later, Lao Dong lost all his money in my place and in a rage, he stabbed me in the back."

Mao Dun began to sigh as he spoke.

"I was taken to a clinic in Kowloon City, where I lay there for eighteen stitches. I had a high fever for three days and three nights. In the end, it was my wife who went to the Tin Hau Temple and made a wish, and I was finally able to pull through.

From then on, I made up my mind to burn incense in any temple.

Setting up this funeral committee is truly a righteous act that will accumulate merit. May the Queen Mother of Heaven bless you, and may the Bodhisattvas also bless you!"

It seems that the blow from that day really made Mao Dun stupid.

The doctor at the clinic brought him back from the brink of death, but instead of thanking the doctor for his superb medical skills, he attributed the merit of his survival to all the gods and Buddhas.

However, He Yaozong was too lazy to explain to him. This kind of person usually likes to take the lead in organizing religious activities and has a high prestige among the neighbors.

This is also the reason why he has been able to stay in Mong Kok for so many years.

Everything was arranged in groups of three or two, and these people were as happy as if it were New Year's Day.

While everyone was still discussing in the tea room, Chuanbao suddenly received a phone call.

"Hello? It's Huo Niu. I asked you to have yum cha in Sham Shui Po today, why didn't you come?
Oh, you mean that Chui Ji put the stick on your territory and you have to come over here.

What? Deng Wei is anxious to choose a new leader?
What the hell are you picking? We're having tea with the new boss in Sham Shui Po!

After everyone hung up the phone, Long Gen stood up and spoke with a smug look on his face.

“Everyone, I believe everyone has seen A Yao’s sincerity.

We are in Sham Shui Po, I'll leave you guys to it for a while!
Anyway, A Yao is my younger brother, and I can guarantee on his behalf now that if he is rich, the community will be rich too!
After all these years, it’s time for this tough guy to take over Heliansheng!”

Everyone just nodded in agreement, and then at Chuanbao's invitation, they stood up in twos and threes and prepared to go to Fei Deng's meeting.

However, He Yaozong stopped Long Gen and Chang Mao, who had been sitting in the corner without saying a word for a long time.

"Long Hair, I'm going to go outside and talk to my uncle. You stay here for a while.

I have a few words I'd like you to take back to Big D."

Changmao just nodded: "It's okay, Brother Yao, I don't have anything to do anyway, you can go and talk to Uncle and the others slowly."

After saying that, Changmao sat alone in the tea room, waiting for He Yaozong and Long Gen to come back after their conversation.

They arrived at the corridor and waited until everyone had gone down the stairs before He Yaozong began to preach to Long Gen.

"Uncle, to be honest, I know I haven't been in the club for long, so Uncle Deng will inevitably make a fuss about this matter.

But I will definitely fight for the position of boss. If I win, I guarantee that Sham Shui Po will be prosperous and wealthy, and you, uncle, will be able to enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life for two years sooner!"

“A man of ambition knows no age. Back then, it took Axe Jun less than a month to become successful!
You have made such a great contribution to the society this time, so it is only logical that you should be the one to take charge!"

"You can't say that. I think you know Uncle Deng better than I do.

This time, I'd like to ask you, uncle, to fight for me to the end.

I'm not afraid of being laughed at by my uncles. I'm not Big D. Even if Uncle Deng wants to force these uncles to bow their heads, I'm going to turn the table over!"

Upon hearing this, Long Gen just smiled.

“Don’t worry, although Deng Wei is old-fashioned, he still has some shamelessness.

So many uncles are willing to support you, how can he, with his yellow teeth and white teeth, possibly win over us?"

As he spoke, Long Gen reached out and patted He Yaozong's shoulder to tell him to relax, then followed the group of people and ran quickly downstairs.

Returning to the tea room, He Yaozong glanced at Changmao, then picked up his briefcase again and took out a contract wrapped in a file bag from it.

"Longhair, take these back to Big D.

With the instruction of Huasheng Real Estate, I plan to set up a real estate company in Sham Shui Po.

By then, the demolition work at Lok Fu Estate and Kowloon City will be put into progress immediately.

I know he was upset last time, so to make it up to him, I plan to give him all the construction and demolition work."

Changmao took the file bag but did not dare to open it to read.

He replied somewhat awkwardly, "Brother Yao, our construction company in Tsuen Wan isn't big enough. I'm afraid we don't have the capacity to take on the business you've given us!"

"Don't worry, I will take the lead and invest some money to expand his construction company in Sham Shui Po.

I have prepared the capital, 6 million in start-up capital. If the follow-up funds are not enough, I will slowly find a way.

Let Big D do it then. If he does well, he might even develop it into a comprehensive construction group. We can discuss the profit sharing then!"

Changmao's Adam's apple couldn't help but move up and down.

Ever since the bosses of Big D were poached last time, people in Tsuen Wan just thought that Ho Yiu-chung had found the boss of Wah Shing Properties as his financial backer.

But isn’t this sponsor a bit too generous?

He Yaozong has been making big moves recently. What has he done to deserve Huasheng Real Estate's support?
However, Changmao knew that this was not something he should worry about, so he just picked up the file bag and bowed respectfully to He Yaozong.

"Brother Yao, I will definitely talk to Big Brother D when I get back."

At Kwong Wah Hospital, Lin Huaile was sitting on the hospital bed with an IV drip on his hand, looking anxious.

It wasn't until Aze pushed the door open that he immediately asked impatiently.

"Well, what did Uncle Deng tell you?!"

Aze closed the door of the ice room and made an OK gesture to Lin Huaile.

"Brother Le, Uncle Deng can rest assured that the dragon head stick and account books have been sent to Uncle Deng.

No matter what, he will support you in becoming the banker this time!"

After receiving Aze's reply, the anxiety on Lin Huaile's face eased a little.

But he seemed to remember something and asked Aze tentatively.

"Where is Feng Yuxiu now, who was taken to Sham Shui Po by Ho Yiu Chung?"

"It's right over at the Hetai Tea House!"

"Call Feng Yuxiu later. As soon as those uncles elect a new leader, if He Yaozong refuses to obey and starts causing trouble, have Feng Yuxiu lock He Yaozong up and take him to the Jordan Hall!"

Aze couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Brother Le, are you kidding me?

Sham Shui Po is a strong and powerful place, and everyone is completely obedient to Ho Yiu-tsung's teachings. If you lock him up in Jordan, what will you do if Sham Shui Po comes to demand his help?

"Then I, as the boss, will punish him with the family rules and send him off!"

Lin Huaile's eyes were already full of madness. He glanced at Aze and gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry! We will never be able to defeat He Yaozong in our lifetime!
We must act decisively when necessary. If He Yaozong dares to violate taboos, we must act decisively.

I don't believe that if Ho Yiu-chung dies in Sham Shui Po, those thugs will no longer rely on the society to make a living!

(End of this chapter)