Hong Kong variety show: Drawing lots to determine fate, sending a big shot to meet Jesus.

Now that Chen Yang is a member of the Tuen Mun triad, there's no need to worry about other triads coming to collect fees.

Besides, only children make choices.

Chen Yang has great ambitions.

He wanted Tuen Mun, but he didn't want to give up Sham Shui Po.

Faced with Chen Yang's question, Uncle Deng said with a kind smile, "Ah Yang, everyone knows that you are very filial to Lung Gen, so we have decided to hand over Sham Shui Po to you and Tuen Mun to the triads."

"What?"

Chen Yang's expression changed.

"Uncle Longgen, is that what you think too?"

Longgen was completely bewildered, having no idea about Uncle Deng's decision: "Ayang, I just found out too."

Chen Yang finally understood that Fat Deng wanted to take away Tuen Mun, which he had worked so hard to conquer.

This old man must have seen him as Big D's right-hand man and was worried that Big D would become too powerful, so he did this!

"hehe!"

Chen Yang sneered inwardly. Even if he drove Hung Hing out of Tuen Mun, he would still win the surprise and admiration of countless people.

But in Uncle Deng's eyes, it was just a worm, something he could easily trample on.

Seeing Chen Yang remain silent, Uncle Deng turned his gaze to the person in charge, Chuiji.

Chick cleared his throat: "Ah Yang, I know you have few men. The triad's plan is to make you the leader of Sham Shui Po, with Advisor Su as your guise and Airplane as your sandals!"

"Don't worry about Hung Hing, we and Luen Shing will definitely hold out to the end!"

Chen Yang's eyebrows twitched violently.

These old bastards not only want to take over Tuen Mun, but they also want to send people to interfere in Sham Shui Po. They're making it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.

Damn it, if you push me too far, I'll take my territory over to the Wo Luen Shing gang, flip them over, and send all those damn old bastards to meet Jesus!

Chen Yang looked at Big D!

At this moment, Big D's face was also ashen.

But this was Uncle Deng's decision, and even if he wanted to help Chen Yang, he had no right to speak up.

Moreover, his relationship with Chen Yang was merely one of mutual benefit.

More importantly, if Big D wants to become the head of the Wo Shing Society, he must get Uncle Dun's approval.

I won't let Chen Yang displease Uncle Deng!

Big D's reaction was exactly what Chen Yang expected.

This guy looks arrogant and domineering, but deep down he's very afraid of Uncle Deng.

Remember in "Election 1"? Big D dared to slap the boss, Chick, in the face and confront Chui-Boo head-on.

But in front of Uncle Deng, he squatted on the ground, complaining that he couldn't wait for the next term and begging for a chance!

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Yang continued smoking, showing no sign of anxiety or panic.

"call!"

Surrounded by smoke, Uncle Deng still looked at Chen Yang with a kind and benevolent expression, convinced that he would not refuse.

How long has Chen Yang been in office?

He is not qualified enough to be the leader of Sham Shui Po; he should wait at least three years.

If he doesn't seize this opportunity, he'll never rise to power in his lifetime.

"Ah Yang, you need to think this through!"

Despite Uncle Deng's reminder, Chen Yang remained silent, simply smoking. He quickly finished one cigarette and took out a new one.

He knew in his heart that he wasn't in a hurry.

The eunuchs were the ones who were in a hurry.

Everyone waited patiently, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Chuanbao suddenly spoke up: "Ah Yang, after you take over Sham Shui Po, there are some things I need to hand over to you to distribute. Do a good job, and our gang will definitely get better and better!"

It's obvious that Chuanbao's words were a threat to Chen Yang.

If we don't choose Sham Shui Po, then Sham Shui Po will be divided up by others.

Chen Yang will also be branded as someone who disregarded Long Gen's life and death, and he will never be able to hold his head up high again.

"Bang! We in Sham Shui Po don't touch that stuff. Forget about it!" Lung Gen said firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.

He really wanted Chen Yang to take over Sham Shui Po.

After all, Sham Shui Po is where the dragon's roots were built.

But Tuen Mun was built by Chen Yang through hard work, and he didn't want Chen Yang to give it up because of Sham Shui Po.

so hard!

Even in their seventies and eighties, they still have to do math problems; they're getting more and more backward as they get older!

After finishing his cigarette, Chen Yang smacked his lips on Uncle Deng's face: "Uncle Deng, I don't like fighting and seeking the limelight. I just want to do business quietly!"

"If you want boxed lunches, I'll have them delivered to you no matter how far away it is!"

Chen Yang glanced at the explosive string, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "I could send it to the moon!"

"You handsome bastard, can you even deliver lunchboxes to the moon?"

Chuanbao was stunned.

The next second, she glared angrily at Chen Yang: "Are you cursing me to die young?"

"hehe!"

"They're all in their fifties and sixties, still out here trying to make a living; they're practically doomed!"

Chen Yang didn't give Chuanbao a chance to retort, raising his wrist to glance at his gleaming gold watch: "Hey, it's so late. Making money comes first, everything else can wait!"

"Uncles, elder brother, I'll be going now."

After saying that, Chen Yang stood up and picked up the cigarettes and Big D's lighter from the table.

This table is of good quality; if I flip it over, it would definitely crush those old bastards!

"Hey, handsome Yang, you're really arrogant! So many uncles haven't left yet, and you think you can just leave already!" Chuanbao slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and pointed at Chen Yang, yelling at him.

"Yeah, Ah Yang, you want to leave without explaining yourself properly? Don't you have any respect for the elders in the gang?"

After Lin Huai-le and the others finished speaking, he continued, "You've really boosted the triad's reputation this time. If you hand over Tuen Mun to the triad, we'll give you 500,000. What do you say?"

Uncle Deng had already reached an agreement with Lin Huai Le last night.

If Chan Yeung becomes the leader of Sham Shui Po, Tuen Mun will be handed over to him for management.

With the combined strength of the two districts, they were able to defeat Big D, and Lam Wai-lok became the new leader of Wo Luen Shing.

Five hundred thousand?

Chen Yang looked at Lin Huaile, this hypocrite, with disdain.

The amount of money sent out last night was more than this, and they think this little bit is some great favor.

I risked my life to build this territory, and now I'm giving it to that good-for-nothing Lin Huai Le for charity?

This bastard clearly wanted to reap the rewards, but instead used the skewer as a shield.

Are we underestimating his stupidity, or are we overestimating our own intelligence?

"Brother Lok, did I mishear you, or did you say something wrong? Tuen Mun's all-or-nothing suit is only worth 500,000? Then I'll give you 5 million, and hand Jordan over to the triads!"

As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, many of his uncles erupted in uproar.

"What? Five million? Where did they get so much money?"

"Is the boxed lunch business really that profitable?"

"Five million is enough for my retirement!" the tall man said with anticipation.

Big D's ticket purchase only amounted to 200,000 yuan. Compared to Chen Yang, Big D's purchase was like a child playing house.

If Chen Yang really puts out five million to the gang, then everyone can get a share.

At this moment, everyone turned their attention to Lin Huai Le.

As Chen Yang roasted him, Lin Huai Le's face turned as black as a pot, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly, "How does this handsome guy have so much money?"

The 500,000 yuan he just mentioned was compensation he paid out of his own pocket to Chen Yang.

Unexpectedly, this was used as an excuse to make trouble, and now things are in a difficult situation.

After a two-second silence, Lin Huaiyue gave an awkward laugh: "Ayang, stop joking!"

Everyone knew that Lin Huai Le had chickened out.

Uncle Deng frowned and said, "Ah Yang, we have a rule with Lian Sheng: no one can become the head of two different incense halls!"