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

Chapter 91: Not only have we taken Tsim Sha Tsui, I've also reached the moon!

Over the years, Chen Yongren has been working undercover beside Han Chen and has not been without suspicion.

But he had never been as desperate as he was today.

Huang Zhicheng is dead, and the only policeman in the world who knows his identity is also gone. He cannot accept that his police number was shouted out by a gang member.

But He Yaozong's next words pulled him back from the brink of despair.

"Don't worry, if I came here to cause you trouble, I wouldn't have invited you over for dinner!"

He Yaozong grabbed a cup of lemon tea, rinsed his mouth, and then continued.

"Actually, Huang Sir also wanted me to be an informant back then, but I didn't have the ability to get into the police academy and felt that being an informant had no future, so I didn't agree.

But over the years, I have also had a lot of cooperation with O-Triad. The previous Zhongxinyi was arranged by me for them.

If you have a chance in the future, you can go ask Feisha from Oji B Group."

These words were a mixture of truth and falsehood, making it difficult for Chen Yongren to distinguish them.

Huang Zhicheng is already dead anyway, so how can he go and question a dead person?
For a moment, Chen Yongren didn't know whether He Yaozong was deceiving him.

But he had already lost hope. During his ten-year undercover career, he was first spotted by the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau and forced to drop out of the police force. He then changed his career to become an undercover agent who was neither human nor ghost.

He then hid in the Ni family. Although he hated Ni Kun for abandoning his wife and children, his second brother Ni Yongxiao never treated him as an outsider.

Even if she discovered the bug hidden in his underwear before she died, she would still use her last breath to cover up his undercover identity.

Later, the Ni family was completely ruined, but the police still asked him to keep an eye on Han Chen.

For three years and three years, he didn't know whether he was white or black, or was there only a hint of dead gray at the intersection of black and white in his world?
Now that He Yaozong had revealed his identity, he felt relieved after his panic. Right and wrong were no longer so important to him.

"Why would Mr. Huang tell you my identity?"

"Ever since Han Chen's wife Mary died three years ago, Han Chen has gone completely crazy.

Later, the Ni family built a car bomb intending to kill Huang Zhicheng, but accidentally killed Huang Zhicheng's immediate superior, Lu Qichang.

Since then, Huang Zhicheng has also gone crazy."

He Yaozong had already lit a cigarette at this time, and was telling a familiar story, which made Chen Yongren gradually believe what he said.

"Huang Zhicheng was determined to put Han Chen to death in Tsim Sha Tsui. He knew that compared to the police, Han Chen's followers had no moral integrity.

I was worried that Han Chen might murder me someday, so I told you your identity to prevent someone else from knowing it if something happens to him in the future."

After finishing his serious nonsense, He Yaozong slowly exhaled a long puff of cigarette and looked at Chen Yongren calmly.

"It's lonely being undercover."

Being undercover is lonely!

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing directly through Chen Yongren's heart.

His nose twitched and tears almost rolled out of his eyes.

"Can you help me restore my identity?!"

"It's not too easy to help you restore your identity. Your file was previously sealed in the police force's encrypted database. Huang Zhicheng has been unwilling to let you return to the team because Han Chen has planted many traitors in the police force who have not yet been dug out.

Now that Huang Zhicheng is dead, there's no point in you continuing to be an undercover agent."

He Yaozong lowered his voice and said, "When we get back, help me get Han Chen out. I guarantee you'll be back in the team within three days!"

Which loyal undercover agent can withstand such a test?

How could an undercover agent who hadn't wanted to return to the police force even for a single day in the past ten years possibly withstand such a test?

The road ahead is uncertain, and the road behind is also a dead end.

However, a trace of embarrassment still appeared on Chen Yongren's face.

"Han Chen doesn't trust anyone right now. I'm afraid I won't be able to find a way to get him out anytime soon!"

He Yaozong flicked the ash from his cigarette with his finger and frowned.

"I know Han Chen doesn't trust anyone and is hiding in Tsim Sha Tsui like a coward, so I asked you to get him out!
This matter must be done quietly, otherwise why would I look for you? "

Chen Yongren understood what was going on and couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at He Yaozong.

"Okay, leave me your phone number and I'll try to get it done as soon as possible!"

“It’s not about as soon as possible, it has to be done today.

Once Han Chen shows up, remember to call this number!"

As He Yaozong spoke, he took out a piece of paper with a phone number on it from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yongren.

He took the note, glanced at it, and quickly memorized the phone number on it.

Then he picked up the bitter gourd tea in front of him, took a sip with a frown, smiled at He Yaozong, and then turned and walked downstairs.

It was already 1:30 in the afternoon when I came back from my friend's ice cream shop.

Chuanbao, Dapuhei, and Lin Huaile had already arrived at the Hetai Tea House and were waiting. He Yaozong had asked them to come for a meeting at this time.

Compared to Lin Huaile, who was determined to drag Ho Yiu-chung into the water, Chuanbao and Tai Po Hei seemed much more relaxed.

Especially for Dapuhei, his business is the simplest.

As for the supply of frozen food in Kowloon, as long as He Yaozong gives the nod, the frozen food brought from Pengcheng can be delivered to more than 500 restaurants in Kowloon within half a day!

Even if a restaurant buys ten chickens from him a day and makes a net profit of one dollar and fifty cents per chilled chicken, he can make a net income of seven to eight thousand yuan a day.

That’s over 200,000 yuan a month!

In addition, since you won’t be picked on by others during the process, you can save tens of thousands of dollars in manpower, material resources and energy costs every month.

"Sorry for the long wait!"

The door of Peony Pavilion Tea House was pushed open, and He Yaozong walked in with his signature smile on his face.

Dapuhei quickly stood up and greeted He Yaozong, while Lin Huaile and Chuanbao sat in their seats and smiled at He Yaozong.

Waving his hand to signal Dabu Hei to sit down, He Yaozong directly asked Xiwei to bring a file bag.

He first took out a contract from inside and handed it to Dapuhei.

"Brother Hei, I've already found two locations for the frozen warehouse.

One is located in Lai Chi Kok near the container terminal, which makes it convenient for you to take care of your regular customers in Sham Shui Po and Tsuen Wan.

One is located in Lok Fook Estate in Wong Tai Sin, which will be convenient for you to expand your business in Yau Tsim Mong area.

I'll make contact with the local bosses. Your frozen seafood has customs quarantine certificates, and the price is reasonable. I believe you'll soon expand the market in this area."

Dapuhei took the contract and looked at it for a few seconds, and he could no longer contain his excitement.

"Ayao, I'm too lazy to ask a lawyer to look over the contract. Just tell me how much money I need to pay."

“No need, I’ll build the warehouse and coordinate the logistics, and you just need to pay me 20,000 yuan in rent every month.

Since you want to take the lead in establishing a Freemasonry society, you have to show some sincerity."

Dabu Hei was completely moved by He Yaozong.

For the two logistics warehouses, the investment and construction costs plus the five-year lease rent, He Yaozong would have to spend at least three million!
This is nothing. Three million, Dapu Hei can come up with it by gritting his teeth!

The most important thing is that He Yaozong is actually willing to open up the market in his territory and only charge him a symbolic rent of 20,000 yuan every month. This is the most valuable thing!
What is the purpose of the gang's territorial disputes? Is it just to collect the viewing fees from those venues?
Of course, it is to engage in various monopoly businesses in the region!

"Ayao, I'll be embarrassed if you do this to me!

So, from now on, I will give you 30% of the net profit from the frozen food business every month here.

Don't worry, Uncle Quan and I have been in this business for so many years. Give me some time and I can earn you an extra hundred thousand per month. It won't be a big problem."

Dapu Hei didn't know that He Yaozong looked down on his hundreds of thousands of dollars from the bottom of his heart.

He Yaozong replied, "Alright, Brother Hei, when your frozen food can be sold to Hong Kong Island, then we can plan the profit sharing!"

As he spoke, He Yaozong took out another contract and handed it to Chuanbao.

Just now, He Yaozong had a conversation with Tai Po Hei, which made me jealous.

At the moment, he could no longer maintain his uncle's airs, and for a moment he actually stretched out his hands to take the contract from He Yaozong.

"Ah Yao, I won't read the contract for now. I'd like to hear your opinion on the minibus route from Kwun Tong to Sai Wan Mei!"

"Uncle, this is nothing to discuss.

Since we are going to build a minibus route, we might as well start from Oura.

From Tai Po to Sai Kung, then to Kwun Tong, Tsim Sha Tsui, through the Hung Hom Tunnel, all the way to Wan Chai and Sai Wan.

The Transport Department only arranged one green minibus to connect these routes.

If residents of Dapu don’t want to take a taxi and want to go to Hong Kong Island, they have to wait for the bus at seven in the morning.

I had to rush back that day and missed the 3pm green minibus, so I had to take a taxi through the Hung Hom Tunnel.

He Yaozong paused, then continued.

"I've made a budget. If this route opens, we can run at least five round trips a day! Since passenger traffic between Tai Po and Kwun Tong is low, if we're willing to increase the frequency of this route, the Transport Department will have no hesitation in issuing us a red-skinned minibus operating license.

So I conservatively estimated that I would first raise five million and set up a minibus company.

Once I've mastered the route I've planned, I can gradually expand routes to other areas."

When Chuanbao heard the number five million coming out of He Yaozong's mouth, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Previously, He Yaozong had planned to give three million to Tai Po Hei to start the frozen seafood business. Does he still have that much money?

"Ayao, isn't five million a bit too much?
The red minibus business in East Kowloon has always been controlled by Sun Kee. I think we should invest some money to test the waters first. If Sun Kee turns against us, we won't lose too much if we can't withstand it."

"Don't bother worrying about this, uncle. I'll pay for it all, and any losses will be mine.

As I said, when the business is established, we can discuss the profit sharing!"

"No...Ayao, don't blame me, your uncle, for being so long-winded. Where did you get so much money?"

He Yaozong pointed to the ceiling and said, "Did you forget? The upstairs is the Hetai Finance Company.

I've been dealing with banks for so long, and if I really can't scrape together enough money, getting a loan isn't a big problem."

Chuanbao just shook his head.

"No, no! I originally just wanted to get a few minibuses for fun. If I lose all your money, the society will laugh at me for taking advantage of my age and stealing the money of the younger generation.

If you want to make your business so big, I'd rather not take it!"

He Yaozong glanced at Lin Huaile out of the corner of his eye and found that this guy's expression was becoming more and more uncomfortable.

With a faint smile, He Yaozong continued to preach to Chuanbao.

"Sun Kee controls the minibus business in Kowloon by controlling the entire minibus business chain in Kowloon.

Starting from Kwun Tong, minibus repair shops, spare parts supply, and minibus drivers are all firmly in their hands.

If we just try to test the waters with a few minibuses, I guarantee that they will all break down within three or two days.

If you want to make the minibus business a success, you have to learn from Xinji and build the entire business chain.

Five million is not just for buying the minibus, it also covers the driver, vehicle maintenance, insurance, and everything else!

"Hey! Xinji has chosen a lawyer named Lao Xu to take charge, and it's different!

It seems that those who join clubs and become leaders nowadays also need to study more! "

These words left me completely confused.

He only knew that he could make money by running a minibus, but he didn't know that the process was so complicated.

No wonder Sun Kee controlled more than half of the red-skinned minibuses in Kowloon for ten years, and no one was able to take a share of the pie from them.

In the past, he just thought that Xinji was so powerful that no one dared to take food from them.

It now seems that times have really changed. Xinji seems to be gradually breaking away from Heliansheng, a society that sticks to the old rules.

After listening to He Yaozong's speech, Lin Huaile felt even more depressed.

He is now finding it increasingly difficult to understand this young man.

However, after chatting with Chuanbao, He Yaozong has already set his sights on himself.

Lin Huaile quickly forced a smile.

"Ayao, this morning you asked me what kind of business I would like to start, and I said I hadn't decided yet.

Now I can give you an answer. If you are willing to do me the honor, how about we join forces and jointly enter Tsim Sha Tsui?"

After hearing this, Dapuhei beside him was slightly surprised, but he did not say anything. He just looked at He Yaozong, trying to see what he thought.

Chuanbao cursed in his heart that the man was shameless, and then joined in the conversation.

"Ah Le, are you mistaken?

Ah Yao had good intentions in setting up a Freemasonry organization and invited us over to chat politely about business matters, but you started talking about fighting and killing, which really spoiled the fun!

It would have been fine if Chuanbao hadn't said this, but once he did, it strengthened Lin Huaile's belief.

He crossed his fingers and leaned back slightly in his chair.

"Uncle Tian, ​​you can't say that.

It has been almost twenty years since Axe Jun brought Tsim Sha Tsui to the market.

In the past twenty years, Tsim Sha Tsui has undergone tremendous changes. Every year, the income from spectators alone exceeds tens of millions.

If Ah Yao and I take over Tsim Sha Tsui, then all the brothers in the society will be eligible to go in and get some business. Why doesn't this go against the principle of mutual aid and shared strength?"

As he spoke, Lin Huaile looked at Da Puhei beside him and asked again.

"Brother Hei, don't you think so?"

Dabu Hei couldn't help but secretly give Lin Huaile the middle finger in his heart.

But he still had to answer: "That's right, as long as A Yao is willing to follow, Da Pu will have no objection and will follow him!"

"I'm crazy about this line!"

It was Chuanbao who spoke first. He glared at Dapuhei and then spoke to Lin Huaile.

"Ah Le, don't be so rude. I know you want to work for the society, but if you want to get into Tsim Sha Tsui, you can't just talk about it!
You are trying to get Ah Yao to fight in Tsim Sha Tsui with just a few words, but what kind of money are you prepared to give him?
If you don't have the confidence to do it, I advise you not to create such a problem for Sham Shui Po!"

Lin Huaile frowned and said so.

"Ayao is a strong man. As long as he agrees, I will follow the whole Jordan!"

Chuanbao sneered.

"I don't mean to spoil your fun, but you know best what your strength is, Jordan.

"Three or five hundred men want to take Tsim Sha Tsui. Even if they do, can you defend it? I can even take it to the moon!"

"Okay, uncle!"

He Yaozong spoke up to stop the two from arguing, then turned to look at Lin Huaile.

Looking at Lin Huaile's vague expression, you can tell that this guy is now in a state of confusion.

The effect he wanted was finally achieved.

"Young Master Le, are you saying that you want me to help you take the brothers from the society to Tsim Sha Tsui to make a living?"

Lin Huaile also looked at He Yaozong and nodded: "That's right!"

"Okay, I'll take care of this."

Seeing that He Yaozong agreed so readily, Lin Huaile couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

But he still pretended to say: "Ayao, you have to think it through!
If it's really difficult, I can give up the spot I have."

"No need! Brother Le, since you are so interested, just make the best use of your time to contact them.

See which brothers want to go to Tsim Sha Tsui to find a job, then give me the list and I will do my best to arrange it for them!

His eyes became hot and Lin Huaile stood up immediately.

He gave He Yaozong a thumbs up and spoke.

"Good! Ayao, you are really sharp!
I'll go say hello to the other gangs later. Remember to let me know when you're going to plant a flag in Tsim Sha Tsui!"

"There's no need for you, Master Le, to take action. I know it's difficult for you to defend even one acre and three points of land in Jordan.

If there's nothing else, let's stop here for today. I should go get ready and get these things implemented."

Faced with He Yaozong's teasing, Lin Huaile obviously didn't take it to heart at this time.

The purpose of his trip has been achieved. As long as He Yaozong opens his mouth and takes on this tough job, he can go back with peace of mind and do things secretly.

After Lin Huaile and Dapu Hei said goodbye one after another, Chuanbao still sat in his seat and showed no intention of leaving.

"Ayao, are you really confused or just pretending to be confused?
Can't you see? Ah Le is setting a trap for you! "

"Uncle Tian, ​​Young Master Le is usually kind to others in the club. What trap could he set for me?"

"What are you digging? It's obvious. When the time comes, you'll be the one competing with him for the boss!

I'm not just speculating, he's going to drag you into a fight with Xinji. By then, you'll be stuck in a quagmire and won't be able to focus on vying for control with him!"

He Yaozong just smiled and didn't intend to explain too much to Chuanbao.

"Damn! Did your loyalty and righteousness collapse so quickly before, giving you some false impression?
Don't think Tsim Sha Tsui is easy to beat. Powder lords like Lian Haolong are no match for the likes of Sun Kee and Hung Hing. They're in the drug business, splitting and selling off their properties. They don't really have any territory in Tsim Sha Tsui!"

He Yaozong remained silent, but just brewed another pot of Maojian tea.

"Uncle, have a cup of tea first.

I'll register the minibus company name in the next couple of days, and then I'll have you find someone to pick an auspicious time, and once we've prepared everything, we can open it."

(End of this chapter)