Hong Kong variety show: This gangster is so wicked he's practically wicked.

Chapter 95: Just like Lao Dong, there are two people in charge.

The next day.

Yunlai Teahouse.

Wo Luen Shing is facing its biennial major test: the election of its leader.

At that moment, Deng Wei was pouring tea into a teacup.

"Ah Lok is the most thoughtful among us uncles."

"Take last time for example, he immediately took money to the police station to bail us out."

"He's the one who got Fire Bull to come and ask us to support him."

"If he doesn't pay, are we supposed to pay for it ourselves?"

"Now that the person in charge is from Wan Chai, it's only fair that it's Jordan's turn, and Ah Lok is the most suitable person to be in charge."

"Why not Tsuen Wan? My brother's influence is huge now, he has the most men."

Inside the room.

Smoke swirled around.

All eleven of Wo Luen Shing's uncles with voting rights gathered here, including even the tycoon Quan, who had been doing business in the north for a long time and hadn't shown up.

coming.

The uncles were arguing heatedly.

They even brought up feng shui to discuss character and influence.

However, Deng Wei, Chuanbao, and Longgen, who were sitting at the main table, remained silent for a long time.

"Damn, his henchmen are a real problem. Last time, the cripple from Qingshan Road got beaten up by them for no reason."

"Big D said, ignorance is no excuse."

"Ah, let's just leave it at that."

"Big D is unfair in his dealings."

It wasn't until Deng Wei spoke up for Lao Gui Jian that Chuan Bao, sitting at the main table, couldn't help but chime in: "Lao Gui, being a gangster isn't troublesome, why not do legitimate work?"

"It's because the cripple is stupid; he doesn't even mention his name or gang when he gets beaten up."

"What does this have to do with Big D?"

"I've decided to support Big D!"

Anyone with eyes can see that Ah Le was behind this. He reports everything to the big boss and the gang, and even the Blue Lantern he just recruited knows about it.

Not to mention the cripple from Qingshan Road, an uncle who's been around for decades.

Then, he abruptly changed the subject, pointing to Long Gen who was smoking and asking, "And you?"

Chuanbao knew that Longgen had also received money, so as long as he secured the deal with Longgen, the outcome would be basically guaranteed.

Longgen slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke, "Big D has its advantages, and Ah Le has his advantages."

"I'm still thinking about it!"

He paraphrased Gao Qiang's words and added a string of explosive remarks.

Even if he wants to vote for Big D, he can't follow the crowd's lead.

"leave!"

Chuan cursed and turned to look at the centrist Mao Dun behind him.

Mao Dun was taken aback.

Longgen spoke first, the words he had been thinking about for a long time.

However, since Longgen had already said that, he couldn't go wrong by repeating it: "Longgen is right, Big D has its advantages, and Ah Le has his advantages."

"Damn it."

Chuan cursed and turned to look at Longgen, who simply smiled at him.

Chuan Bao's eye twitched, and he waved his hand at Mao Dun, saying, "Saying that is the same as not saying anything at all."

"Then let's go with Big D," Mao Dun said casually.

Chuanbao revealed a smug smile, then pointed at Feihua in the distance: "Feihua, what about you?"

"Big D!" Fei Hua said firmly.

Chuanbao looked at Longgen again, "Have you thought it through?"

Pressuring Longgen for votes again, I have to say that Chuanbao is a reliable person, he does his job well once he gets paid.

"What I mean is, big—"

Seeing that the time was right, Long Gen was about to speak up and choose Big D when Old Ghost Sharp, sensing the situation was turning sour, quickly interrupted, "What's wrong with doing the right thing?"

"Ah Lok's godson, Ko Keung, is doing very well in Yau Ma Tei."

"I'm asking you, you bastard, do you dare go to the police station and demand protection money?!"

Chuanbao's lips twitched a few times, and he retorted, "Then you call Gao Qiang out to choose, I'll definitely vote for him!"

Old Ghost Sharp chimed in, "He hasn't been a member long enough to be selected."

"But his godfather, Ah Lok, is genuinely devoted to the triad; he said he would take over Tsim Sha Tsui."

Old Ghost steered the conversation back to Ah Lok's campaign platform.

Breaking into Tsim Sha Tsui was a major concern for the triad and Deng Wei.

Chuanbao turned to look at Lao Guijian, rolled his eyes at him, and raised his voice several decibels: "Everyone keeps saying they're working for the gang, but are they doing it for themselves?"

"Into Tsim Sha Tsui? Let's get in first and then talk about it."

"I could have said we'd go to the moon!"

Seeing Lao Guijian's arrogant demeanor and Deng Wei's silent retreat, Chuanbao was furious.

"Hey, you took a lot of money from them, didn't you?"

"Do we need to keep contradicting each other?" Old Ghost Jian wasn't intimidated at all; he represented Deng Wei.

He feigned ignorance, asking, "What did you say?"

Everyone knows about this, but it can't be discussed openly, much less admitted.

You know perfectly well what's going on.

"I know your mother."

Say it again!

Chuanbao got his nickname because of his extremely arrogant and overbearing temper.

He had already toned it down quite a bit, but Old Ghost Sharp was clearly determined to go against him.

He retorted again, and Chuanbao was about to go up and beat him up.

Having been a gangster for decades, his temper won't be tempered just because he's wearing a suit and tie.

"Please have some tea."

After remaining silent for a while, Deng Wei finally spoke up, smiling as he tried to smooth things over and interrupt the conflict between the two.

He wanted to find out his uncles' voting intentions by drinking tea with them.

Chuanbao looked at Deng Wei's smiling face, feeling a lump in his throat. He pursed his lips and glanced at him.

After I finished being scolded, you interrupted me by offering me tea!

However, due to Deng Wei's reputation and status, he had no choice but to comply.

The uncles stepped forward to take the teacups.

How should you drink tea from a teacup? How should you put it after you've finished? There are specific rules to follow.

Deng Wei glanced down at the tea tray, then at Long Gen, and thought to himself that something was wrong.

He had no choice but to pour the tea again, and then observe everyone's attitude before deciding what to say: "Please have some tea, please."

This time, Longgen's attitude remained unchanged, supporting Big D.

Moreover, several centrists also cast their votes for Big D, following Longgen and Chuanbao.

Damn, how much did Big D give him?

Deng Wei thought to himself.

"When I was young, a group of uncles already chose the leader."

"I was thinking at the time, those old folks are all so old, they have no power or influence, why should they be the ones to choose?"

"On what grounds?"

"Later I found out it was about seniority!"

"People will respect what they say."

"Who wouldn't want to take a cut? Taking a little bit won't hurt."

"Whoever offers the most money, we'll choose."

"Why don't we hold an auction?"

After saying that, Deng Wei slammed the teacup down on the table and looked at Chuan Bao with a smile.

This time, the person who made the outburst offered no explanation, only a smiley face in response.

He knew that Deng Wei was trying to win over centrists, but as long as he and Long Gen supported Big D, things would be basically settled.

He didn't need to care about Deng Wei; he could understand the outcome of the tea ceremony!

Eleven people, seven voted for Big D, how can Deng Wei win?

"I don't have much to say. A club can't be dominated by one person; there needs to be a balance."

"Raise your hand if you vote for D!"

Seeing that his provocations were ineffective, Deng Wei made a final effort.

The implication was that choosing Big D would disrupt the balance of the group.

Chuanbao snorted coldly and raised his right hand.

Once he received the money, he had to do the job; he was happy to see Deng Wei suffer a setback.

Moreover, with the rise of the radical Big D, there's a good chance he might even collaborate with Big D to sell laundry detergent, which seems to be in his best interest.

Leng Lao, Shuang Fan Dong, and Da Lao Quan followed closely behind, raising their hands.

Chuanbao turned to look at the centrists, Fei Hua and Mao Dun.

The two looked at each other and raised their hands.

Six to five.

Big D was elected.

Chuanbao touched his chin and saw Deng Wei's smile stiffen, with only a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

He teased Longgen on purpose, "Longgen, who are you voting for?"

Longgen exhaled a puff of white smoke. "I forfeit!"

He gave Deng Wei face; the matter was already settled, and there was no need to offend him by kicking him while he was down.

However, abstaining at this point is no different from supporting Big D.

"Then this year's champion is Big D!"

Deng Wei sneered.

However, seeing that Longgen had given up, he knew that he still had face, so he looked at the crowd who were slowly lowering their hands.

Deng Wei slowly spoke: "Since there are still so many people supporting Ah Le..."

"Then let's make an exception."

Just as the uncles were about to start a casual chat or leave, they looked at Deng Wei with puzzled expressions.

"Other triads outside are mostly controlled by powerful figures; we and Luen Shing can also give it a try."

"So that others won't laugh at us for being old-fashioned and stuck in the past."

"If one of them gets into trouble, the other can step in."

"I talked to Gao Qiang that day, and he gave me a lot of inspiration."

"We should also learn from other prefixes."

Deng Wei waved his hand, indicating that everyone should sit down first and not rush.

"What do you mean?"

Chuan Bao adjusted his glasses, looked Deng Wei up and down, and asked.

He wouldn't want to overturn the previous voting results and insist that Ah Lok be elected, would he?

"Just like Lao Dong, there are two people in charge now."

Deng Wei took a sip of tea, stared at the skewer of fried dough, and slowly said, "One manages the people, and the other manages the money."

"Under no circumstances can a club be dominated by one person!"

Qiangsheng Martial Arts School.

in the office.

Gao Qiang was watching TV when Hai Mimi told him that the program about Qiangsheng Property would be broadcast today.

If it's not broadcast today, then it won't be broadcast at all.

But instead of news about Qiangsheng Property, he saw a familiar face: "Entertainment gossip: tycoon Huo Zhaotang failed to attend the shareholders' meeting, hasn't been to the company or home for several days, and may have been kidnapped."

"Yau Kong-ngor, the rising star of the police force in charge of the Rainy Night Butcher case, is the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit Inspector."

"He was seriously derelict in his duties in this case and was dismissed and investigated."

Gao Qiang knew that Qiu Gang'ao's downfall wasn't due to the butcher case on the rainy night, but rather the kidnapping case of the wealthy businessman.

This is another story altogether, a tale of workplace betrayal and scapegoating, a story of love versus law.

However, that was not what he cared about.

He's not a superhero who's always busy saving people.

Qiu Gang'ao is someone I can use, but it's not safe to lose a key player under my command.

Gao Qiang muttered to himself.

He wants to ban laundry detergent on his own turf, which will make him many enemies, and these bigwigs are all ruthless madmen.

We must be wary.

People use guns to demolish houses, so he can't be stupid enough to play with knives.

To form their own shadow gun squad, but it can't all be big circle members, or the political department will easily target them.

Therefore, it is important to involve people like Qiu Gang'ao who have police backgrounds.

Gao Qiang's fingers tapped incessantly on the table, and gradually, the outline and direction of the Shadow Gun Team became clearer in his mind.

Gao Qiang was about to write down the entire plan.

"Ring ring ring"

His phone rang, and Gao Qiang answered it. Long Gen's voice came from the other end of the line: "Qiang, the new leader has been chosen."

"Who is it? Big D?" Gao Qiang sat up straight and asked curiously.

He doesn't believe in superstitions. He's helped so much, how could something go wrong!

Longgen's tone on the other end of the phone was relaxed: "No, guess again."

What's the point of guessing then!

There are only two candidates. If it's not Big D, then it must be Ah Le, that headshot maniac!

Is there a third option?

"Could it be me?"

Gao Qiang picked up on his words and joked.

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