Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

Previously, Chen Mo was assassinated, and the investigation eventually led to Awei, who was close to Chui Shuiji.

Chen Mo could connect Awei to Jiang Tiansheng, and Chui Shuiji, that old fox, naturally could too.

Only half a month had passed when Jiang Tiansheng died, and Chui Shuiji naturally suspected that Chen Mogan was responsible.

However, Jiang Tiansheng's death had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't afford to offend Chen Mo.

His greatest skill was playing dumb, but he was somewhat afraid of Chen Mo's methods.

If Jiang Tiansheng had been hacked to death or shot by a gunman, Chui Shui-ji wouldn't have been afraid.

But Jiang Tiansheng died of a mysterious stroke, which made him think more deeply.

The unknown is always frightening.

Chen Mo patted Chui Shuiji on the shoulder and said, "Actually, I think Mr. Jiang is quite lucky."

Over the years, the number of gang leaders from Hong Kong Island has decreased by at least eight hundred, but they have either been arrested by the police or killed.

How many people can retire peacefully?

"Miss Fang is so beautiful, Mr. Jiang dying on her belly would be the most comfortable way to die, wouldn't it?"

"Now that you mention it, Mr. Jiang is indeed very lucky," Chui Shuiji flattered. "I really have to go now. You guys chat, you guys chat!"

This time, Chen Mo did not stop him.

The words just spoken by Chui Shuiji have already made his stance clear: Jiang Tiansheng's death has nothing to do with anyone else.

That's enough for Chen Mo.

Watching Chui Shuiji's departing figure, Da Fei said disdainfully, "This Aji is getting more and more lecherous."

"Two Brazilian girls, aren't they afraid of suffering an epileptic seizure like Jiang Tiansheng?"

Chen Mo laughed and said, "Instead of worrying about him, you should think about who to elect as the leader at tomorrow's general meeting."

The room fell silent as soon as Chen Mo said this.

Han Bin, who had been chatting with Thirteen Sister, also fell silent.

Thirteen Sister asked, "Amo, do you have any ambitions to become the leader?"

"No. That's a Three Killings position. Whoever wants to sit there can sit there. I'm very busy right now and have no interest in the dragon head position."

Chen Mo has no desire to be any kind of leader!

The money isn't much, but the trouble is considerable.

Of the thirteen leaders of Hung Hing, seven are from their own faction. Whoever becomes the leader will be subject to their control.

I'm already quite comfortable, why make things difficult for myself?

Dafei asked, "So, who should we choose as the leader? Is anyone willing to take the role?"

"I'm not suited to be the leader of the dinosaurs, having switched allegiances with them."

"I'm a woman, and I'm not interested."

Gao Jin and Greyhound waved their hands, their own boss was unwilling to be the leader, so they were even less willing to be.

Dafei pointed at himself in shock: "Damn, you want me to be the one?"

Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder: "Whatever you want!"

If you want to be chosen, we'll select you tomorrow.

"If you don't want to be the leader, then let's see who Chen Yao and the others choose tomorrow. Anyway, whoever becomes the leader can't do anything to us."

"That's true." Dafei nodded. "Let whoever wants to be the leader be it, as long as they don't interfere with my making money."

The group basically reached a consensus and then drove away.

The following day, the club meeting was held in the main hall, and everyone was present.

Ekin Cheng, who was far away in Macau, also rushed back.

There was no small talk or commotion in the main hall; everyone sat quietly in their seats.

The Crown Prince and Chen Yao exchanged glances from time to time, while Ma Wangjian and Fatty Li sat together and occasionally whispered something to each other.

Atai, the former crown prince's subordinate, sat quietly in his seat.

Chen Mo and the others also stayed in their seats obediently.

Only Ekin Cheng was looking around, glancing at this and that, completely clueless about the situation.

Chen Yao spoke first: "Now that everyone is here, let's begin the meeting."

Mr. Jiang suffered a sudden illness last night and unfortunately passed away.

In the past few months, Hung Hing has lost two leaders in succession, which is a huge blow to Hung Hing.

We need someone to take charge now. Does anyone have any ideas?

Ma Wangjian said, "Chen Yao, our Hung Hing does need a new leader, but we need to be cautious about this matter and not rush it."

Shouldn't the most important thing now be to handle Mr. Chiang's funeral arrangements and his estate?

Fat Li chimed in, "I think Ma Wangjian is right. Mr. Chiang's funeral arrangements cannot be handled hastily."

Moreover, he has such a large estate, and some of his properties are intertwined with our organization's businesses. We need to handle this properly!

We can't just wait for the estate administration to take over everything, can we?

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow; the conflict had begun!

Chen Yao frowned slightly and said, "Fatty Li, Ma Wangjian, Mr. Jiang's estate will naturally have an heir, so you don't need to worry about it!"

"Who is it? You can't be talking about Miss Fang, can you?" Ma Wangjian asked back.

"I disagree," Fatty Li objected. "She wasn't married to Mr. Jiang; she was just a minor celebrity he kept. Why should she inherit his estate?"

In my opinion, Mr. Chiang's estate was all earned through the triad, so it should be inherited by our brothers in the triad.

"That's right!" Ekin Cheng chimed in at this moment, "I also think it's better to let the gang take over."

Jiang Tiansheng secretly owned shares in both casinos in Macau, and a significant portion of Jiang Tiansheng's wealth came from him.

Now that Jiang Tiansheng is dead, his hidden shares are gone, and his income will increase significantly in the future. He is actually quite happy about this!

Moreover, he still owes the triad a lot of money. If he can inherit a portion of Jiang Tiansheng's estate, his debts can be paid off quickly.

People like Chui Shuiji and Han Bin nodded in agreement.

Even those sitting at the back echoed the sentiment, waiting to get a share of the profits.

Jiang Tiansheng's companies, real estate, and cash add up to at least several hundred million yuan.

It was said that the money would be distributed among the gang members, but in reality, it was distributed among the gang leaders and the big shots present.

The leaders get a bigger share, the rest get a smaller share, and Sijiu doesn't need to know about these things.

It's not impossible for some to receive tens or hundreds of thousands, while others might receive millions or even tens of millions.

Forging some documents and inheriting this unclaimed estate couldn't be easier.

Chen Yao tapped the table and frowned, saying, "Fatty Li, Ma Wangjian, the successor I'm talking about for Mr. Jiang is not Miss Fang."

In fact, Mr. Chiang has a younger brother, but he went to Siam to develop his career many years ago and has never returned to Hong Kong Island, so not many people know of his existence.

He is the sole heir to Mr. Chiang's estate.

Fearing others might not believe him, the Crown Prince added, "Chen Yao is right. Mr. Jiang's younger brother's name differs from Mr. Jiang's by only one character; it's Jiang Tianyang."

He has a very large business in Siam. In the past few years, I have been studying martial arts under Master Jiang Tianyang in Siam.

If you don't believe me, you can ask some of the older members of the gang; some of them should still recognize him.