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

Chapter 90 Fat Deng panicked: He Yaozong said he wanted to set up a Freemasonry in the society?!

At 10:30 in the evening, He Yaozong was still waiting for Qiu Gangao's arrival at the teahouse.

Just when he was bored, Feng Yuxiu called him.

"Boss, Lin Huaile just called me.

He told me to prepare myself and that he would give me a chance to show off my skills in front of you in the next two days.

"Did he say anything else?"

"No, he told me not to worry about anything right now and just gain your trust step by step!"

Feng Yuxiu's reply made He Yaozong frown.

It seems that Lin Huaile can really endure what ordinary people cannot endure, and when the critical moment comes, he will use a fatal move!

Being watched in secret by such a damp and poisonous snake, He Yaozong felt uncomfortable all over and he needed to do something first.

"Okay! If there's any news over there, remember to inform me as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, He Yaozong thought for a moment, and then decided to bring a long-brewing plan to the forefront.

He called Xiwei to the office of the financial company, then opened the drawer of the desk, took out a stack of documents, and threw them on the table with a swish.

"Xiwei, don't buy me morning tea if you have to get up early tomorrow.

Take these materials and go to the other eight district halls and find the district leaders and uncles of those halls one by one.

Tell them that I, He Yaozong, want to set up a Freemasonry organization in Heliansheng!"

Xiwei took the stack of materials and asked in confusion.

"Brother Yao, what is the Freemasonry Society?"

"Have you ever been to school? Freemasonry, as the name suggests, is a group of people who come together to help each other!"

"Brother Yao, what's the difference between this and the gang rules between us and Liansheng?"

"Of course there's a difference. The rules of the Liansheng gang are just for memorizing, but when I run the Freemasonry, I'm actually going to spend money to help them!"

He Yaozong said this and shook his head.

“Forget it, with your IQ it’s hard for me to explain it to you.

If you really don't know how to explain yourself to your uncles, just tell them what I'm saying—

Just tell them what ways they want to make money, and if they want to do it but don’t have the money, you are welcome to come and sign up with me, He Yaozong!
For now, I plan to allocate three places on a first-come, first-served basis. If they have any ideas, they can come to Hetai Tea House to discuss it with me in person!"

Xiwei was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Yao, are you planning to do charity work in the society?

Even if you're planning to elect the next leader, you don't need to spend so much money. If you give each uncle a red envelope of 100,000, it won't cost you more than 1 million in total."

Xiwei really feels sorry for He Yaozong's money.

He has been involved with Liansheng for six or seven years. How could he not know the nature of this society?

The nine district halls gather together for profit and can then divide up for profit.

When there are benefits to share, a group of people may gather together happily, but once there are no benefits, everyone is just brothers in name only!
But when he caught a glimpse of He Yaozong's face, Xiwei immediately realized that he had spoken out of turn.

“Okay, Brother Yao, I’m talking too much!
I will get up at six o'clock tomorrow, have breakfast, and then go out to get this done."

After sending Xiwei away and waiting for more than ten minutes, Qiu Gangao finally arrived at the teahouse.

After entering the office, Qiu Gangao closed the door, and the expression on his face was as cold as ever.

"Young Master sent him away?"

In response to He Yaozong's question, Qiu Gangao just nodded silently.

He Yaozong did not ask any more questions about the young master.

"What's going on with the Intelligence Department?"

Qiu Gangao sat down and lowered his head.

“It’s hard to say, but based on what I know, the Intelligence Department is already putting pressure on the human traffickers in Saigon.

The person supervising this case is Liu Jianming, who is known for his sharpness in the intelligence department.

Even though the young master is dead, Liu Jianming will eventually figure out that it was the big flying fish that the young master bought. Then he'll track it down to us brothers. It's only a matter of time!"

Qiu Gangao was once an excellent policeman, and he knew better how the police handled cases.

Although the key clue of the young master has been cut off, their identities are too sensitive to those of Huo Zhaotang and Situ Jie.

As long as the Intelligence Department locks their sights on the Young Master, the subsequent troubles will be extremely serious!
When the police investigate a case, the thing they fear most is not having no evidence, but having no target!

Without evidence, you can spend time looking for it. Without a goal, you will be groping in the dark!
"Ao, don't be alarmed. I have a way to help you resolve this matter."

He Yaozong's tone was calm, but his words shocked Qiu Gangao.

He didn't ask any more questions, but just waited for He Yaozong to continue.

"Go back and get a good night's sleep tonight. Tomorrow, go to Tsim Sha Tsui and bring someone over for me!"

"Who?"

"This man is called Chen Yongren. You should have heard of him."

Hearing the three words "Chen Yongren", Qiu Gangao nodded immediately.

“Yes, I used to work in Tsim Sha Tsui and I often heard this name mentioned.

He is the illegitimate son of Ni Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui. When Ni Kun was assassinated, it was his second brother Ni Yongxiao who took him back home and started working with him.

Later, the Ni family was destroyed by the Organized Crime and Triads (OCT), and Han Chen took over most of the Ni family's business. Now, he has been working with the Ni family and is a key target of the Organized Crime and Triads.

Qiu Gangao’s memories of his time in the police force are still vivid.

But he didn't understand why He Yaozong suddenly asked about Chen Yongren.

He Yaozong still didn't explain.

He simply instructed, "Anyway, this matter must be done quietly. Tomorrow at noon, I will reserve a table at the Friend Ice Room and invite him over for tea."

When He Yaozong invites people to discuss things, he usually chooses two places.

One is the seafood warehouse near Kwai Chung Container Terminal 7. People who are taken there must leave something on their bodies even if they don't die.

And inviting people to go to Haoyoubingshi is really discussing cooperation.

When Qiu Gangao heard that He Yaozong wanted to take Chen Yongren to his friend's ice house for tea, he already had an idea in his mind.

After nodding and saying "OK", Qiu Gangao didn't stay for long. He then stood up, said goodbye to He Yaozong, and left the office.

……

The next day, shortly after dawn, an explosive piece of news spread within He Liansheng.

The first person to receive the news from Xiwei was Chuanbao, the second-in-command of the Senate.

Although his estate is in Kwun Tong, he has lived in Yau Ma Tei since retirement.

After reading the document in his hand again and again, Chuanbao couldn't help but take off his glasses and immediately called his boss, Ma Yu Toubiao.

The phone rang twice and was picked up.

After Yutoubiao asked, Chuanbao was too lazy to talk to him anymore.

"Yutoubiao, I have something to tell you!
Ho Yiu Chung from Sham Shui Po wants to set up a Freemasonry. He said that anyone who wants to start a business but doesn't have the money can go to Sham Shui Po and ask him for help.

There was a moment of pause on the other end of the phone, and then Yutou Biao's laughter was heard.

"Boss, are you kidding me?
"There's still half a year until the next election, and now these people are eager to win you over. Is He Yaozong really that powerful?"

Chuanbao held on to the phone and spoke seriously.

"Don't worry about whether he's trying to win me over. I know He Yaozong. I think you've been selling noodles in Lei Yue Mun for so many years. It's time to consider switching to other business."

"Forget it, sir, I don't believe there is a free lunch in this world.

As for me, I'm very comfortable here in Lei Yue Mun. I run a boat and sell noodles, and it's not a problem to take out a few hundred thousand or even a hundred thousand every year to honor you."

Yutoubiao spoke in a drawn-out tone and yawned lengthily, obviously having just woken up.

Then he asked, "Boss, is there anything else?
If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. Someone from North Point will be coming over to haul a bunch of fish cannons over, so I have to go to the warehouse myself to take care of it."

"Okay, go about your business!"

Chuanbao hung up the phone and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Looking at the phone in his left hand, he dialed a number without much hesitation and called He Yaozong.

When the phone was connected, he put on a smiling face and asked with a laugh.

“Ayao, I heard that you are going to set up some kind of Freemasonry in the society?
Got it, got it. Just now, your subordinates came over and explained everything to me."

“Well, when I was in Kwun Tong, I always wanted to start a minibus business running across the Harbour Tunnel.

But you also know that from Kwun Tong to Tsim Sha Tsui across the harbor, there is no place that belongs to us and Liansheng.

If you are interested, why don't we work together to do it?
No, no, how can I let you pay for it all? Fine, fine, I'll come over and talk to you face to face..."

According to He Yaozong's arrangement, Xiwei came to Dapu as his second stop. When Dapu Hei received the news from Xiwei, he was also confused.

At He Yaozong's inauguration banquet some time ago, he presented a congratulatory gift in the name of the boss Quan.

He originally wanted to arrange for his people to go to Yau Ma Tei to make a living, but the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau has been sweeping the Yau Tsim Mong area like crazy these days, forcing his people to return to Dapu in disgrace.

But he never expected that He Yaozong was such a nice guy!
Within two days, they arranged for people to come to my house to set up some kind of Freemasonry organization!

I just heard from his henchmen that this time when He Yaozong is involved in the Freemasonry, he is going to invest real money.

For a moment, Dapu Hei didn't have time to think about it and quickly called his boss Dongguanzai over.

Tai Po, a porridge shop on Ting Kok Road.

Dabu Hei had one foot on a bench, a cigarette in his hand, and in front of him was a bowl of leftover raw pork porridge.

The Dongguan boy hurried to the store and greeted Dabuhei with a smile.

"Boss, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

"Dongguan boy, when you were working for Uncle Quan in mainland China, did Uncle Quan tell you that he wanted to set up a few cold storage facilities in Kowloon?"

Dabu Hei reached out and flicked the ash from his cigarette into the remaining porridge, then asked Dongguanzi.

Dongguanzi sat down and nodded immediately.

"That's right, Grandpa runs a frozen seafood purchasing business on the mainland, and he finally got through the customs procedures.

However, a truckload of frozen seafood brought to Hong Kong Island would only have to unload the goods at Tsuen Wan at most.

He would be unhappy if his good business was stripped away layer by layer by others."

"It's all right now! You and I will go to Sham Shui Po later. The leaders of Sham Shui Po have announced that they want to set up a Freemasonry in the community.

I think this is the perfect implementation of what Uncle Quan has always wanted. Well done. Now we don't have to sit here in Dapu and wait for others to give us a place to sell bobbleheads.

In less than ten years, Hong Kong Island will be transformed. A couple of ounces of powder sold in mainland China would be enough to get me shot at a target. I still want to keep this life and enjoy a few more years of happiness!"

After putting out the cigarette butt in the porridge, Dapu Hei immediately stood up and clapped his hands, then called Dongguanzi and walked towards the Crown car parked on the side of the road.

The third site that Xiwei came to was Big D in Tsuen Wan.

However, Da D didn't have the habit of getting up early, so Xiwei found Da D's boss Changmao and asked him to convey a message to Da D.

It was around nine in the morning when Big D finally got up.

Just after I finished washing up, I heard Changmao calling me from outside.

"Brother Big D, someone from Sham Shui Po asked me to bring you a message.

Brother Yao wants to set up a Freemasonry in the society. Is Brother D interested in joining? "

Big D was wiping his face with a towel. When he heard Changmao's words, his face immediately darkened and he threw the towel on the washbasin.

"Fuck him! Wasn't it enough that he embarrassed me before?

Now you're trying to get me to join the Freemasons, are you trying to squeeze some money out of me?"

"No, Big D, Brother Yao sent someone to explain it very clearly. He set up this Freemasonry so that we can develop the society together. We don't have to pay any money.

But he only has three spots, and he'll give it to whoever comes to him first!"

"Am I going to beg for food in Tsuen Wan? Expect him to give me a meal?!"

Without waiting for Changmao to finish his words, Big D glared at him and yelled at him.

The morning will pass quickly.

Shixiawei, Fei Deng’s residence.

Lin Huaile took the information that Xiwei brought over and knocked on Fei Deng's door.

After asking the men in the room to leave, Lin Huaile handed the information to Fei Deng with a complicated expression.

Fat Deng took the document, didn't even look at it, and threw it aside.

"Needless to say, He Yaozong is trying to win over the Eighth District Gang by offering some small favors?
Ah Le, your opponent is much stronger than Big D!"

This time, not only Lin Huaile, but even Fat Deng felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

In the past, he was the one who had the final say in He Liansheng, and his slogan was that all the districts of the society should make progress together and prosper together.

Over the years, although some people were dissatisfied, the slogan was too high-sounding and with Fat Deng's guarantee, no one dared to openly question it.

But things are different now. He Yaozong follows his slogan of fattening Deng and vigorously wins over gangs from various districts. He can't find any excuse to suppress He Yaozong.

The boomerang that I threw out in the past is finally going to hit me back.

But does Fat Deng really care about which clubs are making progress together?

At his age, what other interests can replace his power to have the final say in the community?
Lin Huaile helped Fat Deng sit steadily on the sofa and immediately spoke.

"Uncle Deng, I have to admit, He Yaozong's courage is indeed much stronger than Big D's.

I'm worried that if he continues like this, he'll actually win over most of Liansheng's uncles and division leaders!"

"Don't worry. To deal with so many uncles and district leaders of He Liansheng, let alone what He Yaozong's intention is, I'm just worried that he won't be able to come up with so much money by then, and will mess things up and be embarrassed!
If it were so easy to work together, there wouldn't be so much betrayal and deception happening in the martial arts world!"

To be fair, Fei Deng thought that He Yaozong made a brilliant move.

After this move, even Fat Deng, who had sat in the top seat of the Senate for more than 20 years, had no good way to deal with it.

But Fat Deng believed that this move was not something He Yaozong was capable of making.

The newly established Freemasonry of the Ninth District Hall claims to use real money to support other halls and win over people's hearts. But he also needs to have the strength to do so!

He didn't believe that He Yaozong had such a family background, and he didn't believe that there was anyone in the world who was so selfless!

This is human nature, and Fei Deng firmly believes that no one can avoid it.

But there was still a trace of worry on Lin Huaile's face.

"Uncle Deng, I think I should pay attention to this matter.

To be honest, as soon as I received the notice from Ho Yiu-chung this morning, I went to Sham Shui Po and got a place.

I haven’t decided what kind of business I want to do with him.”

Fat Deng nodded.

"You're right to think so. Follow him closely and see how much sincerity he can show!
If you don’t know what business to start, I can give you some ideas.”

"What's the idea?"

"Take over Tsim Sha Tsui! Then take out the businesses in Tsim Sha Tsui and give some to the society!"

These words instantly stunned Lin Huaile.

The old ones are the wisest. Fat Deng made the most difficult move by asking Ho Yiu-chung to conquer Tsim Sha Tsui, a place that He Liansheng had not set foot in for 20 years!

"it is good!"

Lin Huaile gritted his teeth and nodded. For some reason, he felt increasingly uneasy.

Although in his opinion, it is not certain whether He Yaozong will agree to this request or whether he will pay the money.

Just to capture Tsim Sha Tsui is something that cannot be accomplished without the efforts of the entire community.

But if he really succeeds, when Chui Ji really hands over the stick, he will really have no hope of competing with He Yaozong!
By then, not to mention him, as long as He Yaozong is willing, Fat Deng’s top spot in the Senate may have to be given to Long Gen...

At this time, at the door of my friend's ice room.

The bald boss took off his apron and stopped the customers who were about to enter one after another.

"Sorry uncle, the place is fully booked. Come back in the afternoon. Come back in the afternoon."

"Sorry, pretty boy, the place is fully booked for lunch today. Please come back for dinner this afternoon."

"Pick! If you don't want to come, then don't come. What do you mean by scolding me?
Fuck your mother, young people are just hot-tempered and want to kill people at any time.

The person sitting inside is Brother Yao from Heliansheng. If you’re brave enough, go in and chop him up!”

"What are you running for, you poor boy?
Your godfather will give you a cup of tea. Go in and talk to Brother Yao in person. Repeat what you just said first!"

He Yaozong didn't know that Fat Deng had given him a so-called "difficult problem".

After calling his attendants back and going downstairs, He Yaozong spoke first, looking at Chen Yongren, who was sitting opposite him with a bitter look on his face.

"Chen Yongren, do you know me?"

Chen Yongren nodded and said, "Brother Yao in Sham Shui Po, who doesn't know Yau Tsim Mong now?"

"That's good, you know me and I know you.

It's been tough these past few years, right? 27149!

At first, Chen Yongren didn't feel the power, until He Yaozong read out the police force number that he had buried in his heart and never dared to mention to anyone, his pupils suddenly contracted violently.

Fine beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

Chen Yongren's face was pale as he could hardly sit still.

"Yao...Brother Yao, I don't know what you are talking about."

(End of this chapter)