Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

As night falls, the neon lights in Mong Kok illuminate one after another, creating a dazzling and surreal scene on the streets.

The place that once displayed the somewhat ambiguous signboard "Qiankun Film and Television" has now been replaced by a brand-new, large metal signboard – "Dongfang Property".

This is not just a change of signboard, but a silent declaration of a changing era: Mong Kok, from tonight onwards, belongs to the Lam family.

The top floor, which originally belonged to Leung Kwan's office, has now been completely transformed.

The extravagant decorations and tacky ornaments were cleared out, replaced by simple lines, dark solid wood furniture, and an entire wall of bookshelves filled with books on law, economics, property management, and even a few thick legal codes.

The air was filled with the leather smell of new furniture and the faint scent of cigar smoke, replacing the cheap perfume and restless unease of the past.

Lin Yaodong stood with his back to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling Mong Kok market below.

He was tall and straight, wearing a well-tailored dark suit, his hair neatly combed back, and his eyes behind his glasses were sharp and calm, completely lacking the fierce and violent aura of an ordinary gangster. Instead, he looked more like a young business elite or lawyer.

Behind him, Xiao Fu, Gao Jin, and Jiang Xin stood solemnly.

These three were his close associates.

Franklin, from The King of Killers, was once an elite member of the disciplined forces, but was forced into the gray area after retiring due to financial difficulties.

In the early stages of Lin Yaodong's rise to prominence, his well-managed bar was highly profitable, demonstrating his management skills.

Gao Jin, from the movie "SPL 2: A Time for Consequences," is the character who manages a prison in a foreign land with impenetrable security.

To be able to control such a dangerous place, one's intelligence, skill, and discipline are beyond question.

Jiang Xin, from the movie "The Driver," is a villainous racing god who specializes in helping people escape by high-speed chases. His precise route planning, keen grasp of timing, and calm response to emergencies all demonstrate his outstanding organizational and planning talents.

Lin Yaodong slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the three faces.

He knew that these three people not only complemented each other's abilities, but more importantly, they were loyal and reliable, forming the core of their group's journey from darkness to light.

"Sit down," Lin Yaodong said calmly.

The three men sat down on the large sofa as instructed, their backs straight, displaying excellent manners, which was very different from the other underlings, and even made them seem a bit out of place.

Lin Yaodong walked behind his desk, but instead of sitting down, he placed his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and began the meeting to decide the future direction.

"First, the property management company." His gaze fell on Gao Jin first. "Gao Jin, I'm leaving you here."

Gao Jin nodded slightly, his eyes remaining expressionless, waiting for the next word.

"Although we want to whitewash our image, we cannot rush the process, and we must not cut off our own arm."

Lin Yaodong spoke calmly and clearly, "Now that I'm the boss of Mong Kok, I still have to collect the protection money from the venues... This is the foundation of the triad, and also an important source of the manpower and resources we can currently mobilize."

Most of his underlings are supported by this money. He wouldn't be so saintly as to not take any money and instead pay a large group of underlings his own wages.

He paused, observed the three men's reactions, and seeing that they were all listening attentively, he continued, "The difference is that in the past, collecting protection money was gray income, something that couldn't be done in the light of day. If the police wanted to get you, they could arrest you without hesitation."

But now, we collect it through "Dongfang Property Management." They bundle all sorts of miscellaneous things—security, sanitation, dispute mediation, business services—into a "property management fee."

Lin Yaodong picked up a pen and started drawing on the whiteboard: "Look, the guys who used to guard the place, now they're in the same uniform, they're security guards..."

Previously, debt collectors could be trained and become compliant debt collection specialists or mediators...

We issue formal property management fee invoices to businesses, clearly displaying prices and providing services of equivalent value....

For example, ensuring no one dares to cause trouble at their establishment, helping to mediate customer disputes, and even handling garbage disposal and maintaining the surrounding environment...

In this way... this money becomes legitimate business income...

After he finished speaking, he turned to the three of them and asked, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Xiao Fu and Gao Jin nodded.

Jiang Xin was a little confused. "I understand a little..."

"Hmm..." Lin Yaodong continued, "We also want to become real estate agents."

Mong Kok has a dense concentration of buildings and frequent rental and sales transactions, making it a hub of information and lucrative markets.

We also need to act as labor intermediaries.

The docks, nightclubs, and construction sites all require a lot of manpower. We organize those scattered gangsters, introduce them to jobs, and take a cut. This solves the employment problem for low-level gangsters and also controls human resources.

Furthermore, the management of street vendors, the planning of parking spaces… all aspects of Mong Kok must be integrated and managed uniformly by our 'Oriental Property Management', forming standardized procedures that outsiders are not allowed to interfere with!

His voice gradually rose, filled with a sense of grand ambition: "We want to make our services indispensable to our neighbors, from getting up to buy groceries, going to work, having fun in the evening, and even unclogging toilets or changing light bulbs at home."

We should try to get involved in all businesses, as long as they are legal, either by doing it ourselves or by setting rules that others should follow.

Of course, once something passes through our hands, we will take a reasonable cut...

Lin Yaodong walked to the window and pointed to the brightly lit street below: "This way, the shady, clandestine money in the gang can be transferred from here..."

He gestured with his hand as if indicating a flow, explaining, "Through our vast, complex, and legitimate network of properties, agents, and services, it goes through several rounds, mixed in with a huge amount of legitimate income, and then comes out from the other end..."

Everything becomes clean and safe; you can then openly deposit money in the bank or invest in real businesses.

He turned around and looked intently at his three confidants: "Our property management company will operate according to this model."

Once it matures and proves successful in Mong Kok, we will replicate and promote it.

When we've made money and gained mature experience and a team, we can then "help" other organizations by managing their accounts, integrating their industries, penetrating their networks, exporting our management models, and gradually incorporating their businesses into our system.

Like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, it will gradually swallow up and digest all those gangs that only know how to fight and kill!

Gao Jin, Xiao Fu, and Jiang Xin listened intently.

At first, they thought it was just a different way of collecting protection money, but the more they listened, the more frightened and excited they became.

What Lin Yaodong depicted was not a simple case of organized crime laundering, but a grand blueprint for a massive empire that, under the guise of legitimate business, would gradually devour and unify the underground order!

Is this even possible?

What a forward-thinking vision and meticulous mindset this requires!

The three of them widened their eyes in unison, deeply shocked and stunned.

Finally, Lin Yaodong sat back down, took a deep drag on his cigar, and said meaningfully, "We need to basically complete all of this within seven years."

"Seven years?" Gao Jin was the first to ask.

"Brother Dong, according to your plan, this is equivalent to swallowing up all the triads on Hong Kong Island and establishing an unprecedented... power."

"Seven years is too short a time."

Xiao Fu and Jiang Xin also looked puzzled, feeling that this timeline was almost impossible.