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

Chen Mo took a bag of money from the lounge and placed it in front of Fatty Hui.

"Ah Hui, this is for Sister Mei. Please take it back for me."

"Brother Mo, what's this?" Fatty Hui didn't know what it meant and didn't dare to answer.

"Take it, just give it to Sister Mei later, she'll understand."

Chen Mo asked Thirteen Sister for help, and Thirteen Sister sent Fatty Hui over without saying a word, without mentioning taking any money.

However, Chen Mo couldn't help but show his appreciation, so he gave Thirteen Sister 500,000 yuan.

After all, Fatty Hui and his gang were out making films. Although they didn't do much last night and there were no casualties, they still deserve a bonus.

We can't expect Thirteen Sister to provide both manpower and money.

This 500,000 is enough for Thirteen Sister to give bonuses to more than 100 people, and there will still be some left over.

"Chen Mo, what about mine?"

Dafei immediately understood what Chen Mo meant by giving Fatty Hui this money and asked about his share.

"You'll get your share!" Chen Mo said irritably. "You keep watch for me for three days, and I'll pay you in full when you leave."

Chen Mo wasn't unwilling to give it to Da Fei; he just didn't have much cash on hand right now.

Later, I'll give the brothers resettlement allowance and medicine money, which I estimate will amount to several million.

He might have to fight again in the next few days, so he needs to keep some money on hand for any eventuality.

Anyway, Dafei isn't in a rush for the money; it won't matter if he gets it in a few days.

"Fine, you have three streets under your control now, so I'm not worried about whether you can afford it."

Dafei didn't care and continued picking his nose, making Chen Mo feel nauseous.

"Damn it, can you stop picking your nose? You're supposed to be the boss, this is disgusting!"

Chen Mo couldn't help but complain about Da Fei a couple of times.

"What's wrong with that? It's just human nature!" Dafei said nonchalantly.

Chen Mo was so angry he was speechless.

"You're being too sentimental all the time. You can't be sentimental all the time!"

I'm warning you, if you dare smear your snot on my sofa, I'm not paying you!

"Fine, fine, I won't pick at it here, I'll go pick it outside!"

After saying that, he got up and went downstairs.

Seeing Dafei leave, Chen Mo said nothing more and continued the meeting.

"Now that our territory is bigger, we will need more manpower in the future. You should continue to recruit people in the next few days, and recruit as many as 700 people as possible."

Chen Mo thought for a moment, then added, "Also, observe your subordinates closely these next few days. If you find any who have made significant contributions and are particularly capable, you can recommend them to me. There are several hundred people; it's difficult for just a few of you to manage them all."

"Okay, Brother Mo!" the group nodded in response.

At the same time, the three leaders of Hong Le, Chang Yi, and Chang Le were also having a meeting together.

However, the atmosphere between them was much more tense than that between Chen Mo and others.

"Huazhi, what's wrong with your men? Not only are they too scared to fight, but they're also inciting their underlings to run away."

Piao Ge immediately launched a scathing attack on Hua Zhi.

Hua Zhi retorted, "What do you mean my men are afraid to go up? Your 'Magic Lamp' underlings have been hiding in the back the whole time, haven't they? Don't try to shift the blame if your own men aren't capable. Every one of my underlings is a top-notch fighter!"

"That's right, Piao-ge, you made a mistake, don't blame others. Didn't you say Hung Hing wouldn't care about Chen Mo? Why were there so many Hung Hing reinforcements last night?"

Big Boss Pan also questioned Piao Ge.

They only attacked because they knew Chen Mo had no reinforcements, but as soon as the fighting started, Hung Hing's reinforcements arrived.

Without reinforcements, it would have been hard to say who would have won last night.

Last night, three gangs teamed up to attack Chen Mo, but they suffered a crushing defeat. It's incredibly embarrassing if word gets out.

No one wanted to take responsibility for the defeat, so they could only push it onto the underlings of others.

As a result, the three of them argued back and forth, each getting quite angry, but they couldn't reach a conclusion.

The one who finally stepped in to smooth things over was none other than Uncle Kun, who had previously been relatively unknown in Hong Le.

"Bosses, there's no point in arguing like this. You'd better think about what to do next!"

Uncle Kun was originally an inconspicuous hall master in Hong Le, but now he has become the most powerful hall master in Hong Le, and even his voice has become louder without him realizing it.

It was absolutely dramatic.

"What do you mean, what do we do? Of course, we keep fighting!" Piao Ge said angrily.

"You think you can just start a fight like that? What are you going to use to fight?" Huazhi said sarcastically.

How many people do you have under your command?

"Let me make this clear first, I'm not fighting. If you want to fight, fine, but pay me first, and I'll send men!"

Huazhi is now filled with regret.

He used to do jobs that were paid for, and if any of his underlings were killed or injured, he not only didn't have to pay compensation, but he could also deduct a sum of money as a resettlement allowance.

As a result, many of his men were killed or wounded in last night's battle. Not only did he not make any money, he also had to lose a lot of money.

He now deeply regrets listening to the words of the powerful Pan and giving in to greed.

He wouldn't have done something so stupid if he hadn't been after Chen Mo's bar.

"I'm not fighting anymore! I lost a lot of men last night, and I won't have anyone to use for a while!"

Of course, Boss Pan wasn't really out of options; he just didn't want to fight anymore.

Taking down Women's Street would come at too high a price; it would be better to give up now while the losses are still relatively small.

Giving up now might only result in a small financial loss, but if we continue fighting, we might lose the entire electronics market.

"You guys..." Piao Ge was so angry with the two of them that he didn't know what to say.

Of the three organizations present, he suffered the greatest loss.

We lost two streets in Mong Kok. Although the other properties were not small, the income could not compare to that of Mong Kok.

Hong Le's monthly income is estimated to be halved from now on.

If Chen Mo had known that these three clubs were so simple that they would have given up so easily, he would have said with a certain air: "There's a reason why the Sunset Club is a Sunset Club."

Meanwhile, Jiang Tiansheng also received the news.

"What a bunch of useless trash! Those three clubs are all a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Jiang Tiansheng was cursing loudly.

Upon learning that Chen Mo had not only survived the siege of three gangs but had also recaptured a laundry street, Jiang Tian angrily smashed two cups.

"Ah Yao, what do you think I should do with Chen Mo? Thirteen Sister and the others are getting too strong right now."

After venting his emotions, Jiang Tiansheng asked Chen Yao, who was standing to the side.

"How about we make him hand over his territory to the gang? Or increase the value of his territory?"

Chen Yao didn't think much about it and casually gave Jiang Tiansheng two ideas.

Jiang Tiansheng looked at Chen Yao with an expression as if he were an idiot.

Chen Yao seemed to realize he had given a bad idea and quickly said, "Oh, that could easily lead to a falling out, it's not appropriate!"

After thinking for a moment, he added, "How about we try to sow discord between Thirteen Sister and Chen Mo?"

"How do you provoke them?" Jiang Tiansheng had completely calmed down and asked with a frown.

"I haven't thought of that yet, but give me some time, and I'm sure I'll be able to come up with something," Chen Yao assured him.

"Forget it, now is not the time to deal with them. The most important thing now is to deal with Liang Kun first."

Jiang Tiansheng didn't let Chen Yao continue, but instead brought up the matter of Liang Kun.

How much evidence do they have of "Lynn's" fanbase being dwindling?

"We've already figured out when and where Leung Kwan would receive the goods, but we haven't found his powder warehouse yet."

"Okay, let's get on it quickly. Once we find his powder storage, our plan can begin."

Hearing Chen Yao's answer, Jiang Tiansheng nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

After Chen Yao finished speaking, he left Jiang Tiansheng's house.

After leaving Jiang Tiansheng's villa, Chen Yao breathed a long sigh of relief.

Working alongside Jiang Tiansheng was incredibly tiring.

Not only could he not be stronger than Jiang Tiansheng, he couldn't be smarter either, which forced him to hide his shortcomings in front of Jiang Tiansheng and occasionally make a foolish mistake in order to highlight Jiang Tiansheng's intelligence.

Otherwise, Jiang Tiansheng wouldn't feel at ease.