Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 208: The Team is Difficult to Lead

The team led by He Liansheng was from Dongguan.

Big D wanted to lead the team himself, but Uncle Deng was cunning and had already seen through Big D's thoughts—he wanted to step on Oura Black to rise to power.

The fact that Mya haters have abandoned their fans and dragged the group down with them is truly despicable.

But Big D shouldn't be the one to teach those foreigners a lesson.

Big D's strength is already the greatest among the Nine Hall Masters. If he were to take action again, how high would his prestige be?
Even now, Big D's prestige is too high.

By exposing Daipuhei, the entire gang owes Dai D a favor.

Big D shouldn't be the one to teach the foreigners a lesson.

The balancing expert, Uncle Deng, immediately thought of a candidate—Dongguanzi, the right-hand man of Dapuhei.

Dongguan Boy was sent by Da Pu Hei to guard the warehouse, and Long Hair led a group of men to beat him up.

Uncle Deng didn't care at all whether Dongguanzi was involved in the Dapu Black powder smuggling, since those ten pounds of powder hadn't been sold at all, which was enough to prove that Dongguanzi wasn't smuggling powder.

That's enough.

Someone has to take over the position of head of the hall in Dapu. So why not just give Uncle Quan some face and let Dongguan Boy take over? That would be enough to win Uncle Quan over.

Deng Bo's strategy is all about balance.

Dongguan boy returned to Juyitang and said:

"We severed the limbs of the two foreigners."

"However, when we were leaving, we saw He Xingsheng's Fire Shit and the Crown Prince."

Longgen was terrified upon hearing this:

"Is He Xingsheng going to war with us?"

The Dongguan boy looked at Longgen with a puzzled expression:

"What war?"

Longgen felt a sense of relief, but frowned and said:
"So you're saying you met He Xingsheng?"

Dongguan boy explained:

"It's not just us who's causing trouble for those two foreigners, but also He Xingsheng."

"We've already slashed the two foreigners' limbs many times, and Huoshi and the Prince have had their wounds inflicted even more."

The Hall of Gathering Righteousness was quiet.

The first thing that came to mind was the string explosion:
"The people these foreigners are instigating aren't just Oura Kuro?"

The foreigner nodded:
"That should be it. It seems that someone in Hexing has also been bewitched by him, but we don't know who it is."

Uncle Quan said calmly:
"It's simple, we'll know who's missing from Hexingsheng by tomorrow."

Everyone nodded in unison.

Both Heliansheng and Xingsheng split off from Hetu, and their styles are largely the same.

They dealt with Daipu Hei here, and another group will deal with those who have been misled by the foreigners.

String of questions:

"How should we inform the underworld about the Dapuhei incident?"

Longgen said bluntly:
"Tell me the truth?"

Uncle Quan stared blankly at him, and before he could speak, he burst into a string of profanities:
"Have you taken too many drugs?"

“If you say that, you’ve completely disgraced Grandpa.”

Uncle Quan said in a sinister tone:

"He didn't take too many drugs; he just forgot about Sister Feng's belly."

Longgen realized he had said the wrong thing and immediately fell silent.

Uncle Deng thought for a moment and said:

"How about we tell you all that Oura went into the sea after drinking and never came back up...?"

The uncles looked at each other and nodded.

Uncle Deng looked at the boy from Dongguan and said:

“The Dongguan boy has rendered meritorious service to his grandfather and should be rewarded with a position.”

Uncle Quan immediately said:
"Let the Dongguan guy become a Red Pole (a political rank)."

“Dapu needs someone to oversee things.”

Dongguan Boy looked at everyone in disbelief. He really didn't expect that while the big boss Da Pu Hei was disciplined by his family, he himself had actually taken over.
Uncle Deng clapped his hands and said:
"That's it."

“Dongguan boy, you have to hold a funeral for Da Puhei, and do it like a normal death.”

The Dongguan boy nodded repeatedly:
"Yes, Uncle Deng."

Uncle Deng waved his hand, and Dongguan boy quickly took his leave.

As he left the Gathering Hall, Dongguan Boy looked up at the small building and grinned.

Pie in the sky!

The big boss is dead, so I'm taking over.

It also seamlessly connects with Daputangkou.

Oura Kuro died a good death, a brilliant death, a truly splendid death!

I'll visit Uncle Quan right away!

In the Hall of Gathering Righteousness, Long Gen spoke out:

"The cheap Dapu is a rip-off!"

Uncle Quan was furious:
"Longgen, just say so if you want to die."

Longgen immediately fell silent.

The boss of Dapu Black is Uncle Quan. Although, under Uncle Deng's arrangement, Dapu gang has not fallen into other hands and is still controlled by Uncle Quan's faction.

However, Dongguan Boy was still a step away from Uncle Quan.

Uncle Quan wanted to control Daepo as he had in the past, but it was ultimately more convenient for him to rely on his direct relatives.

This person is holding a grudge.

When Longgen spoke up at this moment, he was practically walking into the line of fire with Uncle Quan.

He glanced at the crowd and saw that they all looked on with amusement, so he couldn't help but curse them under his breath.

However, it was impossible for him to fight with Uncle Quan.

We're all old foxes, so let's not play games with each other.

However, figuring out how to break this deadlock remains a problem.

Just then, a phone call saved him.

The advisor, Su, took the phone and said:
"Uncle Deng, it's God on the phone."

Uncle Deng got up shakily to answer the phone.

He Liansheng's head, Chuiji, sat there with an unperturbed expression.

Everyone clearly understands that the person in charge of Heliansheng Chuiji is just a figurehead and doesn't count.

Uncle Deng hummed and hawed for a while, then put down the phone, came back, glanced at everyone, and sighed:
"Today is a truly unfortunate day. Our Daipuhei drowned while drunk, and Hesheng's uncle, Baitouweng, also drowned like Daipuhei."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Longgen said incredulously:
"Is the old man with white hair that the foreigner bewitched by He Xingsheng?"

String of explosives says bluntly:
"Not surprisingly."

“When Babi was assassinated by Xi B, none of He Tu’s uncles said anything, but one of them called Binni.”

Everyone looked over:
"An old man with white hair?!"

Chuanbao nodded:
"Yes, that's him."

"There are no secrets about Babizoufen in Hetu at all."

“Those who do business normally are unwilling to get close to him, for fear of arousing the suspicion of the police.”

"Only the old man with white hair called Binni to inquire about the matter."

"I suppose he became a fan of Babi around that time."

Uncle Deng nodded slowly:

"It shouldn't be wrong."

"But that's He Xingsheng's business, it's none of our concern."

"Alright, that's the end of it. I won't keep you any longer."

Longgen couldn't help but ask:
"What if the foreigners cause us trouble again?"

Uncle Deng retorted:

Are you getting senile?

"When you're out in the game, and someone's bullying you, aren't you going to fight back?"

"With so many underlings, how much time could it take to draw a life-or-death lottery?"

“If he were a smart man, he wouldn’t have come to us.”

Longgen's face turned pale:

"But he's a foreigner after all..."

Uncle Deng snorted coldly:
"What's wrong with foreigners?"

Why did he lose his fans?

"Isn't it all about making money?"

"There are so many gangs in the underworld that sell drugs, enough for him to mess around with."

Why choose us of all people?

"Use your brain, will you?"

"Chuanbao is right, you'll die on a woman's belly sooner or later."

Longgen had nothing to say.

Uncle Deng didn't look at him:
"The meeting is dismissed!"

All the uncles have left cleanly, and as for the head of Liansheng, who cares about his boasting?!
After seeing everyone off, Uncle Deng returned to his two-story villa and frowned deeply as he looked at the Kung Fu tea.

"How did Big D suddenly grow a brain?"

"Who gave him the idea?"

Hetu is known for producing cunning old foxes; the emergence of someone like Big D is truly a genetic mutation.

However, different people have different tastes, so it's not surprising that there are people like Big D.

Uncle Deng really likes Big D; that guy's brainless and easy to control.

But today's Big D truly horrified him; it was completely different from the Big D he remembered.

Uncle Deng wasn't afraid of Big D's reckless actions. After all, he had the greater good of the gang, and even if Big D was powerful, he couldn't defeat the entire gang.

However, if Big D gains control of the triad's core principles, that's troublesome.

At least half of the strength of the Wo Luen Shing is supported by Big D. He was already a powerful and well-equipped force. If he were to complete the prestige of the gang, who could compete with him?
Lok Siu? Kwan Tsai-sum? Fish Head Mark? Tall Guy?
Or is it Daipo Hei? Oh, Daipo Hei went to sell salted duck eggs?!

After much deliberation, Deng Bo was shocked to discover that, without realizing it, no one could keep Big D in check!
This terrified him.

He Liansheng values ​​balance. The uncle holds power, and whether it's the leader or the hall master, they are merely tools for the uncle to achieve his goals.

However, once the power reaches the level of a Great D, it becomes difficult to restrict.

What's even more difficult is that Big D's power is still increasing.

"The organization values ​​balance; we can't let Big D's power continue to grow."

That's what they say, but putting it into practice is very difficult.

"How about we put him one year ahead?"

Deng Bo shook his head. He could only suppress him for one term at most. The precedent of the split in Hetu was right in front of him. If he forced Da D to leave like Han Bin, Hetu might split with Liansheng again.

I'm so sad!
But looking across the entire Helian Sheng, there really isn't anyone who can rival Big D.

Guan Zai Sen is a gambling addict; Gao Lao is tall but useless; Yu Tou Biao is a good candidate, but he's even more slippery than Chuan Bao; Lok Siu...

Uncle Deng's eyes lit up:
"Perhaps we can give Young Master Le more responsibilities."

Deng Bosong breathed a sigh of relief and leisurely began to brew his favorite Kung Fu tea.

Problem solved, I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight!

……

The chairman's office of Jiulong Qiankun Film & Television.

Han Bin hung up the phone:
"Dapuhei and Baitouweng were punished according to family rules and sent to sell salted duck eggs."

Liang Kun nodded slightly:

“Uncle Deng and Master Shen aren’t stupid. If no one exposes them, Da Puhei and Bai Tou Weng will still be alive.” “If someone exposes them, these two will definitely die.”

"Otherwise, the gang's business will be affected, and it's possible that Lian Sheng and Xing Sheng will go bankrupt."

There are actually one or two fan groups in other clubs that have lost fans, and that's not a problem.

The most important thing is to keep an eye on those two fans.

Heliansheng and Xingsheng are not the same.

They are a group that has just split off from Hetu.

The police station wished they would disappear.

If the fact that the head of the gang or his uncle had taken drugs were to be exposed at this time, it would inevitably provoke strong repercussions from the police.

The club might really collapse.

This is why Uncle Deng and the God insisted on handling the matter seriously.

It's not that they want to deal with it, but that they have no choice but to.

Han Bin then said:

"James was in a car accident and suffered more than a dozen cuts to his limbs."

Leung Kwan raised an eyebrow:
Whose car accident would result in a knife wound?

Han Bin chuckled:

"It's from Heliansheng and Xingsheng."

Liang Kun understood instantly:
"These two companies are really something, daring to target foreigners."

Wang Dao explained:
"They don't want to make a move, but they've just split off from Hetu. If they don't establish Hetu's reputation, these two gangs probably won't last more than a few months."

"Even if it continues to exist, it will become a puppet of the foreigners."

“This is something that Uncle Deng and the God will not allow.”

"Uncle Deng, Master Shen, and Fatty Xiang—these three are formidable figures who dared to split Hetu into three gangs for their own power."

"Others covet the power I hold..."

"Isn't this just asking for a beating?"

Handsome Kun frowned and said:
"But Uncle Xiang didn't become the head of the company."

Wang Dao casually remarked:
"Deng Bo didn't act as the person in charge, but that doesn't prevent him from managing Helian Sheng."

Han Bin suddenly realized that this made sense.

The Way of the King:

Who will fill the vacant positions for Tai Po Blackie and White-haired Old Man?

Han Bin shook his head and said:
"They didn't say."

Wang Dao seemed to be deep in thought:
"It's alright if you don't tell me, it's just something that will happen in the next couple of days."

Ugly Kun interrupted the two of them:
Why bother with other people's business?

"Ado, shouldn't we get our own business done?"

Wang Dao was taken aback and said:
"whats the matter?"

Liang Kun Jin and Han Bin said in unison:
"About the Wanjiang Foundation!"

Wang Dao suddenly realized:

"Is this what you're talking about!"

Han Bin was quite nervous:

"Don't mess with me, Ado, I'm really looking forward to it."

Wang Dao chuckled lightly:
"This is easy to handle."

Han Bin was overjoyed:

"You have investment plans?"

Wang Dao nodded:
"Yes, I have!"

Handsome Kun tossed him a cigar and asked:

"Tell me more about it."

Wang Dao shrugged.

"Didn't some Chongqing-based companies try to set up a scheme last month to make money and run away?"

"Unfortunately, I ruined it."

"They're being paranoid."

Han Bin was taken aback:
"Have we been exposed?"

Liang Kun rolled his eyes:
"Hong Kong is now under the control of the foreigners. If the foreigners really want to investigate, they will definitely be able to find Wanjiang."

"You can't hide it if you try."

Wang Dao nodded slightly.

"Yes, we can't hide it from them."

"Let alone us, no fund can hide anything from the China Securities Regulatory Commission."

"It can't be hidden from our peers either."

"If we don't use certain technical methods, it's very easy for someone to track us down."

Handsome Kun pressed on, asking:
"Can certain technical modifications make it impossible for the other party to trace you?"

Wang Dao nodded:
"OK."

Handsome Kun frowned and said:
"Then why not do it?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"This requires a large team, a considerable number of traders, and someone with skills no less than mine to oversee things."

"We have too many things to do, where would we find the time to look for someone like that?"

After thinking for a moment, Liang Kun slowly nodded.

Wang Dao was right; this kind of thing really does require someone to be in charge.

Wang Dao is a good candidate, but Liang Kun simply cannot do without this strategist.

Han Bin pressed on, asking:
"Now that the foreign firm knows about this, do you think they'll set up a trap?"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

Most people are taking a wait-and-see approach for now.

Han Bin's eyes lit up:
"Most people?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

There are always one or two guys who don't believe in superstition.

Han Bin's eyes lit up even more:

"Ado, you must know who that skeptical guy is, right?"

Wang Dao laughed heartily:

"Leave this to me."

Liang Kun asked:

"Are there really people this stubborn?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"The original purpose of the stock market is to raise funds for companies to develop, and shareholders also share in the value of the company's growth."

"But once money is involved, everything changes."

"Foreigners treat the stock market like an ATM where they can take whatever they want."

"Unfortunately, this is also true for a considerable number of Chinese businesspeople."

"For example, Chen Wanxian, the Landlord Association, etc."

He changed the subject...
"Since these guys have forgotten the original purpose of the stock market, they have turned into complete gamblers."

"Since we're all gamblers..."

There will always be people who refuse to believe in evil and refuse to admit defeat.

Suddenly, Liang Kun asked:

"Ado, are our actions legal?"

Han Bin was startled:
"Yeah, Ado, is our operation legal?"

Wang Dao sighed:

"The foreigners are still in charge in Hong Kong right now. If my actions were illegal, do you think we could still be chatting so leisurely?"

"Foreigners have already come to raid our house!"

Liang Kun and Han Bin exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Wang Dao is truly amazing.

Liang Kun completely relaxed:

"So, does that mean some people on the Western side are unhappy about this?"

Han Bin laughed and said:

"The stock market is like a game of musical chairs. As long as you pass the ball to the next person at the highest point, they can get out unscathed."

"The foreigners don't believe that Ado can accurately feel their pulse, so they're unconvinced, right?"

Wang Dao sneered:
"Nine out of ten gambling games are rigged."

"Those gamblers who can win every time are all cheating."

"Isn't the stock market controlled by foreigners the same?"

Unfortunately, I'm very good at uncovering the enemy's trump cards.

Liang Kun and Han Bin immediately relaxed.

Since Wang Dao said so, it naturally means that he has a high degree of confidence.

The two of them immediately stopped asking questions.

When the Wanjiang Fund was established last month, Wang Dao made it clear that the fund has only one voice, and that is Wang Dao's voice.

Chen Guozhong, Liang Kun, and Han Bin cannot question Wang Dao's actions, or they will have to withdraw.

Neither of them wanted to back out; they just wanted to play the right way.

Liang Kun said:

“I met with Fei Lung today and suggested that he open a few cinemas in Yuen Long. He was very interested.”

Han Bin laughed loudly:
"I shared the same sentiment with Big D, and Big D's reaction was very positive."

Wang Dao stroked his chin and said:
"Why don't we take this time to reorganize our movie theater chain?"

Lam Kwan nodded:
"That's fine."

"I'll talk to Jiang Tianyang about it later; maybe we can promote it throughout the entire club."

Wang Dao thought for a moment and said:

"This matter is not urgent. Let's talk about it after Jiang Tiansheng's seven-day mourning period."

"We still have a lot to do right now."

Han Bin stretched:
"Such a long time has passed, the rumors should have died down by now, right?"

"If my boat doesn't set sail soon, it will rust."

Handsome Kun laughed:

"We two aren't professionals in that business, so you'll have to figure it out yourself."

Han Bin shrugged:

"Come on."

"Then I'm going back."

Wang Dao stopped him:
"Don't rush, I've received some good stuff, would you like to take a look?"

Han Bin was taken aback:
"Ado, you can't leave the fandom."

Wang Dao rolled his eyes vigorously:
"What on earth are you thinking about?"

"I mean I received a room full of antiques and calligraphy..."

Handsome Kun was overjoyed:

"Where are they? Leave me a few!"

(End of this chapter)