Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

"How many people can you mobilize over at Ciyun Mountain?" Jiang Lai asked softly.

"Hmm?" Although Chen Haonan was a little puzzled, he didn't think too much about it and replied directly, "Six or seven hundred people should be no problem."

Jiang Lai nodded and continued, "Here's what we'll do: tomorrow night, bring seven hundred men to Causeway Bay!"

Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Chen Haonan on the other end of the phone widened his eyes and then narrowed them: "Okay, Brother Lai!"

Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Chen Haonan had already guessed Jiang Lai's purpose.

With Jiang Lai's support, he recruited soldiers very quickly. The figure of six or seven hundred men was a slightly conservative estimate made by Chen Haonan after careful consideration.

If you include the people who stayed behind to guard the place, Chan Ho-nam now has at least a thousand men under his command.

After exchanging a few words with Chen Haonan, Jiang Lai hung up the phone.

After ending the call, Jiang Lai sat quietly on the sofa for a while, then lowered his eyes and pondered.

Jiang Lai's deep eyes made it impossible to discern his inner thoughts.

"Fly!"

Jiang Lai left the teahouse and went to the market on Tongcai Street.

A fly was lounging casually on the sofa in the living room.

"Brother Lai!!" When Fly saw Jiang Lai arrive, he looked surprised and quickly stood up, shouting in a slightly exaggerated manner.

"Come to the office!" Jiang Lai rolled his eyes at him and walked straight inside.

Since Jiang Lai arranged for Dongdong, Awei, and Shanji to go to Causeway Bay, he has been in charge of the venues in Mong Kok for a while.

However, Jiang Lai had too many things to do, and since Wu Ying had a dream of becoming a big brother, he simply handed the reins over to Wu Ying to manage.

Upon arriving at the office, Jiang Lai sat down in his chair.

After Jiang Lai sat down, Wu Ying quickly followed him in.

"Brother Lai, what brings you here today?" Fly ran up to him obsequiously and asked with a grin.

"Can't I come over?" Jiang Lai glanced at him sideways.

He hadn't been to this place for a while.

Since meeting Gang Sheng, Jiang Lai has rarely come to Mong Kok. When he has nothing to do, he spends his time at the Victoria Peak villa with Gang Sheng, enjoying their little world together.

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've seen you..." Fly didn't care about Jiang Lai's words, scratched his head stupidly, and said with a grin.

"How does it feel to be the boss? Is it prestigious?" Jiang Lai knew Wu Ying's personality.

Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, the fly's face fell, and it shook its head listlessly: "Prestigious? I'm bored to death!"

The image of power and glory in Fly's mind is a fantasy of one day leading hundreds of his henchmen, fighting his way from one end of the street to the other, and beating everyone else to a pulp.

However, in reality, there are very few troublemakers in Jiang Lai's establishments; usually, it's just some disputes between customers.

Even if guests get into a dispute, the security guards downstairs will immediately go up and resolve it in a few words, leaving no chance for him to get involved.

Ha ha!

The fly's expression amused Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai walked over to Wu Ying and patted him on the shoulder.

The fly looked at Jiang Lai with suspicion.

"Bring three hundred brothers to Causeway Bay tomorrow night!" Jiang Lai said calmly, looking at Fly.

"Huh?" Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Fly's body trembled, and he looked at Jiang Lai with an incredulous gaze: "Three hundred people?"

Jiang Lai took out a cigarette, tossed it to Wu Ying, lit one for himself, exhaled a puff of smoke, and nodded slightly.

"Brother Lai is making a big move!" Fly rubbed his hands together, looking somewhat excited.

"Mm!" Jiang Lai nodded slightly, but didn't say anything more.

Jiang Lai rarely showed off his horses to others, and he generally wouldn't easily gather people together.

When Jiang Lai asked him to bring three hundred brothers to Causeway Bay, Wu Ying knew without a doubt that Jiang Lai was planning something big.

There are only four or five hundred people in total on Tung Choi Street right now. Jiang Lai plans to leave a portion of them to watch over the place, and transfer the rest of the manpower to Causeway Bay.

"Should we call Brother Hua?" Fly asked Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai lowered his head and pondered for a while, then gently shook his head: "Forget it, don't tell Hua Zai!"

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Jiang Lai didn't intend for him to get involved in matters of the martial arts world, after all, it hadn't come to that point yet.

"Oh!" Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Wu Ying nodded.

While Jiang was mobilizing troops.

Inside the teahouse with its strong backbone, the bigwigs of Wo Luen Shing were gathered in small groups around a round table.

At the central round table, Uncle Deng sat in the main seat, surrounded by a group of Wo Shing veterans, including Chuen Bak, Old Ghost Ng, Fat Wah, Uncle Quan, and Slacker Dog.

At another table, led by Ah Lok, sat Big D, Tai Po Black, Dongguan Boy, Long Hair, Fire Bull, Master Su, Airplane, Fish Head Mark, and others.

"I'm very happy that you two can reconcile!" Uncle Deng, with his big belly, stood up, first looked at Ah Le and Big D and spoke, then continued, "From now on, Ah Le will be in charge of things."

Uncle Deng's words also confirmed Ah Lok's status as the new leader of Wo Shing Wo.

Hearing what Uncle Deng said, Big D turned his head away somewhat unhappily.

After Uncle Deng sat down, Ah Le stood up and said, "Thank you all for your support, uncles and brothers!"

Ah Le first politely saluted the table of his uncles, and then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Big D and the others.

Seeing Ah Lok's performance, many of the uncles from Wo Luen Shing showed satisfied expressions, exchanged glances and nodded in approval.

Ah Lok glanced at everyone's expressions, smiled with satisfaction, and continued, "Tsim Sha Tsui has over 600 restaurants, over 30 karaoke bars, over 20 nightclubs of various sizes, over 100 bars, arcades, saunas totaling 50 or 60, plus ecstasy, valet parking, and conservatively speaking..."

"Alright, just say it. Everyone knows this, right?" Big D, hearing Ah Le's words, gestured for him to get down to business and stop rambling on.

Ah Le pursed his lips, his mind a mystery, but he still wore a smile on his face: "Okay, then I'll get straight to the point!"

Ah Lok continued, "I'm planning to lead the gang members to take over Tsim Sha Tsui. There's so much lucrative business in Tsim Sha Tsui, one person can't handle it all. We'll take it all together. I won't take more than my share; everyone will get their share."

Hearing Ah Le's words, most people were not greatly affected, because Ah Le had already told them about this, and they agreed with it.

Only Chuanbao stood up and said with some worry, "Tsim Sha Tsui is the territory of the Hung Hing prince, is this... going to work?"

"What? Scared? You've got the hell up your sleeve, and you're backing down over a little Tsim Sha Tsui?" An uncle in the triad who supported Lok said sarcastically to Chuen Po with a contemptuous tone.

“You…” Chuan Bao’s face flushed red as he pointed at her.

Chapter 114 Tsim Sha Tsui Under the Night

Chuanbao was rendered speechless by the rebuttal and could only sit down awkwardly, looking sullen.

"Okay!" Seeing that no one objected, Ah Le stood up and nodded.

Subsequently, led by Ah Lok, many Wo Luen Shing bosses moved to the statue of Guan Yu.

Under the dim light, many elders stood on both sides of the corner, and Ah Le walked up to the three incense sticks.

Big D and the other leaders followed behind Ah Lok, facing the statue of Guan Yu together.

"If it's a fight, I, Ah Le, will be the first to fight; if it's money, I, Ah Le, will be the first to pay!"

Ah Le paused, a fierce glint in his eyes, then continued, "No matter who they are, we must fight them. No compromise. Beat them until they're afraid, beat them until they run away."

"May everyone enjoy wealth and prosperity, and may Lord Guan bless you." After saying this, Ah Le was the first to bow to Lord Guan.

Big D, Dongguan Boy, Tai Po Black, and others behind Ah Lok also followed Ah Lok's actions, bowing together to Guan Yu for blessings.

Tsim Sha Tsui, located at the southern tip of the Kowloon Peninsula, is bordered to the north by Austin Road and Hong Kong Island, facing Central and Wan Chai across Victoria Harbour. It is one of Hong Kong's most bustling commercial streets.

This area is lined with bars, karaoke lounges, and nightclubs.

The next day!

As night falls, the sky over Tsim Sha Tsui gradually becomes deep and mysterious, dotted with stars, and neon lights begin to flicker. The shops and restaurants on both sides of the street are bustling with people.

Inside a room on a high floor of the Peninsula Hotel.

Jiang Lai stood by the window, a glass of red wine in his hand, a gentle breeze ruffling a strand of hair on his forehead.

"Jiang, what's going on?" Thirteen Sister asked Jiang Lai, sitting in a chair, somewhat puzzled.

On the small round table in front of Thirteen Sister, there was also a glass of red wine.

Jiang Lai suddenly said he wanted to treat her to drinks and to watch a good show.

"Sister, look at this street, how bustling and peaceful it is!" Jiang Lai said, looking down at the street below with a deep gaze.

Following Jiang Lai's gaze, Thirteen Sister looked down and saw neon lights and various billboards shining brightly in the night sky. The crowds on the streets showed the prosperity of Tsim Sha Tsui, while the twinkling stars in the night sky presented a sense of tranquility.

But Thirteen Sister still looked at Jiang Lai with a puzzled expression.

Tsim Sha Tsui is Prince Edward's territory. Could it be that Jiang Lai has designs on Tsim Sha Tsui?

Thirteen Sister thought to herself.

"Jiang Zi, you're not planning to do anything to the Crown Prince, are you?" Thirteen Sister looked at Jiang Lai with disbelief.

Jiang Lai pursed his lips, a hint of red wine still lingering on them, and gently shook his head: "It wasn't me!"

"Hmm?" Thirteen Sister's eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you mean?"

“Ah Lok of Wo Luen Shing is going to make a move on Tsim Sha Tsui tonight!” Jiang Lai said calmly.

"What?" Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Thirteen Sister stood up abruptly, her pupils dilating.

Jiang Lai returned to Thirteen Sister's side from the window, pulled over the chair opposite her, slowly sat down, and nodded gently.

"Does the Crown Prince know?" Thirteen Sister asked with a somewhat solemn tone.

Jiang gently shook his head, swirled the wine in his glass, and took a small sip.

Seeing Jiang Lai's actions, Thirteen Sister stared at him with slightly serious eyes, wondering what he was up to.

“Sister, Ah Lok and Big D of Wo Shing have joined forces.” Jiang Lai said calmly, while gently shaking his head: “The Prince can’t stop it. Tsim Sha Tsui will soon change hands.”

"Then you..." Thirteen Sister wanted to ask Jiang Lai why he didn't help the Crown Prince, and why he didn't even notify him.