Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 223: To Create a Golden Body

"Brother Dao..."

The chubby girl, Wang Jingjing, furtively pulled Wang Dao aside, glancing left and right as if afraid of being spied on.

"Did you get into trouble?" Wang Dao looked at the chubby boy with great puzzlement.

Wang Jingjing felt extremely wronged:
"I'm an artist, how could I have committed a crime?"

"Tch, do you think I don't know what kind of idiots artists are?" Wang Dao scoffed.

Before time travel, the cultural workers in Hong Kong were, well, let's just say they were opportunistic. Using "whoever feeds them is their mother" is a bit of an exaggeration, but it's close enough.

They've done plenty of slovenly things, and some even take pride in smearing the motherland...

Wang Jingjing was speechless:

"Brother Dao, you're also an artist."

Wang Dao bluntly stated:
"Well, I'm no good either."

The chubby boy was almost defeated by him.

Wang Dao was getting impatient:

"Today is the day 'Chasing Girls' is taken off the screens. The total box office will be 11 million and 20 million."

"The ice sculptures are all finished. Tonight, you can just wait to smash them with a hammer."

"By the way, Uncle Liu, Uncle Wang and others are coming tonight, so don't let them down."

The chubby boy rubbed his hands together and chuckled, making him look even more lewd.

He chuckled for a while before remembering that he had something to ask Wang Dao.
"Brother Dao, is our gang up on something big again?"

Wang Dao raised his eyebrows:
“I did not approve of you joining Hung Hing in the first place.”

The chubby boy froze for a moment, then quickly said:
"My joining Hung Hing was a hindrance to the triad."

Wang Dao sighed:

"Just focus on making your movie, why are you asking about these things?"

The chubby boy smiled wryly:

"I'd rather make movies without any worries."

"The question is, is it even possible?"

“Nine out of ten people in Hong Kong are now triad members. Where am I supposed to find ordinary people?”

"With Hung Hing as my backer, I can live a peaceful life, so of course I have to pay attention to the affairs of the triad."

Wang Dao shook his finger:

"Wrong, it's not about finding Hung Hing to back you up."

“It’s me and Brother Kun who are your backers, this is different.”

"Just focus on filming, you don't need to worry about anything else."

"If anyone causes you trouble, just come to me."

"I'll take care of them for you."

The chubby boy looked on with curiosity:
"Brother Dao, tell me about our club..."

Wang Dao looked at him with a half-smile and said,

"What do you mean by 'our' all the time? If you want to join Hung Hing, I'll talk to the boss for you."

"He is now the Grand Marshal of Hung Hing, qualified to open an incense hall, and it would be easy for him to record your name in the sea."

The chubby boy quickly begged for mercy:
"I heard that Hung Hing made a big move last night?"

"They were quite powerful in Yau Tsim Mong."

Wang Dao shook his head:
"You misheard, it was just a self-defense counterattack."

The chubby boy looked at him suspiciously:
"But the information I received was different."

Wang Dao shrugged:

Why do you care about that?

"As long as you go out and encounter someone who tries to bully you, just mention Brother Kun's name."

A glint of light appeared in the chubby boy's eyes:
"So that means the rumors about our company dominating the market are true?"

Wang Dao turned his back on the chubby boy and didn't answer his question at all.

Wang Jingjing was stunned:

"Brother Dao is really something, why does he keep us in suspense?"

Unable to get an answer, he scratched his head in frustration, when suddenly he saw Chen Yongren. The chubby boy's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward, smiling:

"Brother Ren, I have a question for you..."

Wang Dao completely ignored the chubby boy's matter and strode into Liang Kun's office to ask:

"Brother Kun, has everything been taken care of last night?"

Handsome Kun laughed loudly:

"A resounding victory!"

The Way of the King:

"for example?"

Liang Kun shrugs:

“We have selected three partners.”

"One is Xinji, which was our friend group before we grew strong; another is Yizi Dui from the number group; and the last one is Dongxing, which just joined."

"Xinji is out."

"Not only were they unable to cooperate with us, but we also drove their forces out."

Wang Dao looked at Liang Kun strangely:

"Such great news, why do you seem a little anxious, boss?"

Liang Kun's expression immediately changed:

"You're still talking about it!"

“Last night, while I was getting intimate with your sister-in-law, the phone kept ringing.”

"After Ah Zhong beat up Jiang Tianyang, he beat up Jiang Tianyang, and after Jiang Tianyang beat up some unknown person, it's so annoying."

Wang Dao asked curiously:
"An unknown person?"

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Liang Kun said:
"The phone interrupted our intimacy, and I wanted to smash it, but your sister-in-law beat me to it and smashed the phone cleanly and neatly!"

Wang Dao gives a thumbs up:
"A true heroine!"

He found it somewhat strange.
"Then what are you anxious about?"

Leung Kwan said dejectedly:
"I freaking forgot, my undercover phone is gone, but I still have my cell phone!"

"By the time I finished smashing all the phones, it was already past midnight."

"I had no choice but to hastily relieve my anger, how could I not be anxious?"

Wang Dao was speechless; his sexual life was not going well, and anxiety was inevitable.

Handsome Kun sighed:
“Jiang Tianyang called me again this morning to give me an update.”

"Camel had some objections to the prince's actions yesterday."

Wang Dao curled his lip.
"We're all just traveling around; if you're not as skilled as others, you just need to practice."

"You think you can get something at the negotiating table if you can't get it on the battlefield? Are you kidding me?"

Lam Kwan nodded:
"Jiang Tianyang said the same thing, and Camel also knows that he was just using it as an excuse."

The Way of the King:

"What does this mean?"

Liang Kun shrugs:

"The camel wants the prince to help them fight other gangs."

Wang Dao thought for a moment and said:

"Sure, as long as you can afford it."

Handsome Kun laughed heartily:

“That’s right, Jiang Tianyang meant the same thing.”

"Our alliance is an alliance, but it's not a club after all."

"According to the current rules of the martial arts world, even within the same gang, if you want to kill a friend, you have to follow the rules."

"The costs of tea, transportation, and medicine must all be covered."

"If this is the case for our own people, how much more so for outsiders?"

Wang Dao nodded slowly.

"Jiang Sheng is not confused about important matters."

Handsome Kun laughed:

"What Jiang Sheng means is that we don't need to expand our territory."

“Even now, we already occupy more than a quarter of Yau Tsim Mong.”

"Sha Qiang and A Niu each have three streets to their name, that's enough to make them arrogant."

“Even Yaowen owns three streets.”

The Way of the King:

"Has Portland Street been captured?"

Liang Kun looked at him with annoyance:
"Boland Street is a notorious den of iniquity. Every triad in Hong Kong has a place there."

"That won't be easy to fight."

"However, we captured half of it."

Wang Dao sighed:

"What's the difference between that and us taking over a street?"

Liang Kun asked:

"Should we establish a branch on Portland Street?"

Wang Dao thought for a moment and said:

“There are two ideas. One is to let Yaowen manage that street, but the ownership of the gang will still be in Mong Kok.”

Handsome Kun frowned and said:
"It's probably not easy to do this."

"Po Lan Street belongs to Yau Ma Tei. Temple Street and Po Lan Street are both very famous."

"It seems unlikely that Juyitang will pass the test."

Wang Dao nodded slightly.

"The other option is to give up Portland Street in exchange for the church we need."

Liang Kun said in astonishment:
"Let it go?"

Why should we allow it?

Wang Dao shrugged:

"Gambling, prostitution, and drugs have always been considered equally bad. If you want to be a truly wealthy person, you have to cherish your reputation."

"This thing may make money quickly, but it's not good for your reputation."

Handsome Kun frowned and said:
"So troublesome?"

Wang Dao explained:
"From now on, we'll be regulars in high society and in the media."

"You know how rampant the paparazzi are in Hong Kong."

"It's easy for them to dig up a person's secrets."

"Besides, we did something really big in Hong Kong yesterday, and anyone with good connections knows about it."

"The chubby boy just asked me about it."

Leung Kwan stood up and paced back and forth:
“Bolan Street was built by Yaowen, if we give it away…”

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"You're the boss, Yaowen will definitely listen to you."

"Besides, Yaowen might not even like being a stable boy."

"After all, it's easier said than done."

He paused, then gave a reason.
"Most importantly, we are only considering the community as an alternative; we have a more stable source of income."

These words immediately touched Liang Kun.
"That's right."

"We have a stable source of income, and the risks of fighting are too great."

Portland Street is a battleground. For young gangsters just starting out, the fastest way to make a name for themselves is to make a name for themselves on Portland Street.

Once you make a name for yourself here, you can gain a foothold in any organization.

This place is a holy land for Hong Kong's lecherous men.

Gambling, prostitution, and drugs are listed together, with prostitution ranking first. Apart from its bad reputation, it earns just as much money as others.

More importantly, it is not as risky as gambling and drugs.

However, for Liang Kun, now that he has some money, he naturally starts to pay attention to his reputation.

The saying "to get rich and establish good character" means this.

Wang Dao looked at Liang Kun, who was deep in thought, and said again:

"The community organizations are our backup plan, and even more so, a talent pool." "Other community organizations can bring us a lot of management talent or workers, but Portland Street..."

"There are quite a few cases of people being forced into prostitution here."

"We don't need to do such a thing."

"Brother Kun, now we need to start creating the golden body."

Liang Kun asked in surprise:
"To create a golden statue?"

"Like the gods and Buddhas in a temple?"

Wang Dao nodded solemnly:

"Correct!"

"The more popular a temple is, the more magnificent its statues of gods and Buddhas are."

"On the contrary, it is naturally hasty and crude."

"Especially in temples, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are all golden, which inspires awe at first sight."

"In reality, we also need to build a golden image for ourselves."

Liang Kun perked up; he was willing to hear such words.

"Come, come, sit down and have a cup of tea, and let's talk slowly."

Wang Dao chuckled lightly:
"I really need to talk about this more this time."

“Ordinary wealthy people can only rely on bodyguards to protect themselves. If something happens to the bodyguard, then he will most likely be in trouble as well.”

"The next best thing is to gain a good reputation."

"Simplicity is doing good deeds."

"Why do you celebrities attend so many charity banquets?"

"Those banquets are clearly boring and a waste of time, yet celebrities still flock to them?"

After thinking for a moment, Liang Kun said:

"publicity!"

Wang Dao nodded:
"Yes, publicity."

"Of course there are other things involved, but we won't go into those. The main purpose is publicity."

"Let the general public know that there is such a philanthropic person as us."

"To attach a charitable halo to oneself."

"This kind of golden statue is useful, but not very effective. It's just that when people question your character, they will naturally help you distinguish right from wrong without you having to say anything."

Liang Kun nodded slightly, and after digesting Wang Dao's words, asked again:

"What about a high-level gilded statue?"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"That is to provide as many jobs as possible."

Liang Kun was taken aback.

Wang Dao explained:
"There are many kinds of rich people, the highest level being industrialists."

"The more job opportunities you offer, the more people will be tied to you."

"When you can provide jobs for a million people, then the one who calls the shots in Hong Kong is not the Governor's Mansion, but you, the big boss."

A glint of light flashed in Liang Kun's eyes:

"Is that so?"

He shook his head, quite clearly stating...

"Isn't this possible?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"can."

"For example, South Korea now."

"South Korean car chaebols have provided so many jobs that they dare to defy President Park."

"Who is President Park? He is a dictator who came to power through a coup. If he hadn't been assassinated, he could have remained president until his death."

"However, even though they were at odds with President Park, the car conglomerate still did not collapse."

Liang Kun clapped his hands, immediately understanding the power of this golden statue:
Are South Korean automotive conglomerates too big to fail?

Wang Dao shrugged:

"Pretty much, it's too important to South Korea's economy."

Liang Kun was particularly captivated, and it took him a while to come back to his senses:

"This is the true high-level golden body?"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Correct!"

Young Kun asked expectantly:
"Are there any more advanced ones?"

Wang Dao answered decisively:

"Have!"

Liang Kun quickly pressed on, asking:
"what is that?"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Red-hat merchants share the fate of the nation."

Liang Kun didn't understand:

Is there such a thing?

Wang Dao gave a random example.
"The most brutal ones are the four major local families in Hong Kong."

"They made their fortune by selling dysphoric acid, a drug monopolized by the Hong Kong government, which is now classified as a narcotic."

"However, they have long since transformed themselves and penetrated into every corner of Hong Kong."

"From top to bottom, there are almost people from the four major families."

Liang Kun fell silent, and said incredulously:
"I thought they were finished."

Wang Dao shook his head:
"Impossible. Given the development of the four major families, even if the foreigners leave, the four major families will not disappear. However, they will not make a high-profile appearance in Hong Kong."

"Unless someone is observant, no one would know that a famous university professor, a high-ranking official in the Legislative Yuan, or a senior judge in the court are members of one of the four major families."

"This is a century-old family."

Handsome Kun nodded slowly:

"Then what are we going to do?"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Now there is an opportunity."

Liang Kun's eyes widened:

"Really?"

Wang Dao nodded slightly.

"Of course there is!"

"This opportunity is back home!"

Handsome Kun's heart was pounding:
"Hometown?"

Wang Dao deliberately went out, opened the door, took a look, then closed the door, quickly walked to Liang Kun's side, and whispered,
"Hong Kong will inevitably return to its homeland."

"The businessmen in Hong Kong are more certain of this than we are."

"My gains in the stock market are specifically aimed at them."

Wang Dao repeatedly instilled in Liang Kun the idea that "the hometown is the future."

He didn't expect to mold Leung Kwan into a patriot; he just wanted Leung Kwan to firmly believe in the bright future of his hometown.

That way, investing in your hometown will become a natural thing in the future.

The method of brainwashing using the "royal way" was provided by the system.

Leung Kwan seemed to be deep in thought.

"In other words, our investment in our hometown now would be a timely act of kindness, like sending charcoal in snowy weather?"

Wang Dao sighed:

"It's a pity we're the first generation; those people were the ones who truly offered help in our time of need."

Liang Kun immediately knew who Wang Dao was referring to, but he remained neither angry nor annoyed.
"There's nothing we can do about it; they're much older than us."

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Although we are not in the first wave, we still have a great advantage."

Liang Kun's Strange Path:

"What advantage?"

Wang Dao smiled and said:
"We're rich!"

Liang Kun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:

"Yeah, we're rich!"

“Ado, I can trust your ability to amass wealth.”

The King's Way is confident:
“One day in the future, I will buy up all the circulating shares of the entire Hong Kong stock market.”

Leung Kwan gave a thumbs up:
"Then I will wait for that day to come."

Wang Dao laughed and said:

You will see that day.

Liang Kun asked:

"Shouldn't we do something for our hometown now?"

Wang Dao was overjoyed, certain that Liang Kun had taken his words to heart.

"no problem."

"However, we can't go back now; we have to go through an intermediary."

Liang Kun's eyes darted around:
"Ah Fu?"

Wang Dao smiled and nodded:

"Yes, that's him!"

Liang Kun asked:

"How much to donate?"

"Ten million?"

Wang Dao, rubbing his forehead, said:
"That's a bit too much."

Handsome Kun sighed:

"I don't really understand."

The Way of Kings is straightforward:
"When we do things well, we should proceed step by step and act within our capabilities."

"We can't do good deeds just for the sake of doing good deeds; that won't do."

Liang Kun asked for advice:
"Then what should we do?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"During the months we're building houses in Afghanistan, we just need him to donate a few hundred thousand to us each month."

"It would be best to donate it to the school."

Lam Kwan nodded:
"I don't know how to do this, you do it."

Wang Dao clapped his hands and said:
"Absolutely no problem."

he said,
"The purpose of creating a golden body is actually only one thing: to make us invulnerable to swords and spears."

"This applies both physically and mentally."

"We currently have no way to create a high-level golden statue."

"But now we need to get the basic Golden Body set up."

Liang Kun was bewildered:

"what do you mean?"

Wang Dao said solemnly:
"You need to increase your security forces and buy a few bulletproof vehicles."

Liang Kun's mouth dropped open:
"Isn't it necessary?"

Wang Dao reminded him:
“Yesterday we really showed our power in Yau Tsim Mong, swallowing up more than a dozen small gangs.”

"Who knows if those small gangs will retaliate?"

Liang Kun disagreed:

"Just a small club..."

Wang Dao said calmly:
"Jiang Tiansheng thinks so too."

Liang Kun immediately realized his mistake and apologized with a smile:

"I'll do as you say."

(End of this chapter)