Hong Kong 1980: The Savage Era

Chapter 155 [Don’t be so arrogant]

"Before meeting Guanshan, I would like to do a business with Luosheng. What do you think?" The young man waved his hand and asked his younger brother to leave.

"Doing business? You don't seem to be qualified." Luo Qihong didn't want to give the young man face at all. "It's only natural to pay back debts! But if you want something else, it may not be that easy."

"Aren't you afraid, Luo Sheng, that I won't let Guan Shan go? Or that Luo Sheng himself can't get out of here?" The young man threatened directly, his face full of ferocity.

Luo Qihong's heart was beating fast, but there was not much fear on his face. He sneered and said, "You don't think I only brought four bodyguards with me. I can tell you that if I don't leave for half an hour, a lot of military uniforms will rush in. And I guarantee that after that, your club will no longer exist."

"Of course Luo Sheng can leave. Aren't you worried about Guan Shan's safety? What if he gets hit by a car or something unexpected happens? It would be hard to say what will happen." The young man continued to threaten.

"Since you don't plan to let him go, then let's do this." Luo Qihong spread his hands and said, "Guan Shan is only my girlfriend's dad, not my dad. But if he blows pillow talk afterwards, it's understandable that I spend some money to buy peace of mind."

After saying that, Luo Qihong stood up, and the bodyguard picked up the luggage bag and walked towards the warehouse door.

Luo Qihong had made up his mind that he would have someone wipe out this society after he got out, as they were threatening him without thinking of the consequences.

Even after Luo Qihong walked out the door, the young man still did not try to keep him.

Luo Qihong returned to Central and immediately called a foreign police superintendent, asking him to help rescue Guan Shan, and asked the foreign police superintendent to ask the leader of the society to give him an explanation that would satisfy him, otherwise he would bear the consequences.

Not long after, Guan Shan was released. Of course, he had to pay back his debts, and Luo Qihong also had someone give him 62 yuan in cash.

However, the leader of the gang played dumb, saying it was a misunderstanding and was unwilling to hand over the young gangster.

"Hmph! Since you don't want to, that gives me an excuse." Luo Qihong sneered, picked up his coat and went to the Central Police Station.

He told the police superintendent who received him that he was threatened by a gang and asked him to help launder money.
The superintendent of police who received the meeting didn't want to make things worse and began to give Luo Qihong a perfunctory response.

"Inspector Martin, if the police force is unwilling to respond, I believe our journalist friends will be very interested in these news." Luo Qihong continued to threaten, saying, "The Independent Commission Against Corruption should also be interested in what Inspector Martin did."

This is an obvious cover-up, and the ICAC has every reason to suspect that Martin colluded with the society to seek improper benefits.

"Haha! Luo Sheng, you misunderstood! Our police force's duty is to eradicate crime." Martin said flatteringly, "Don't worry, Luo Sheng, our police force will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"Okay, I hope to hear good news from Inspector Martin before the day after tomorrow. Bye first!" Luo Qihong was too lazy to deal with this foreigner.

After he could no longer see Luo Qihong's back, Martin's face darkened. He said to the Chinese police inspector next to him, "What does Du Wen (the leader of the society) want to do? He wants to offend Luo Qihong for just a few hundred thousand dollars."

The Chinese police inspector thought for a moment and said, "He probably wants to whitewash himself and take advantage of Luo Qihong's express train."

"Hmph! A guy who overestimates his own abilities! Who does he think he is? Fortunately, Luo Qihong came to find us. If he had found the Governor's office or other congressmen, we would be in trouble." Martin said with a gloomy face.

"What should we do then? Should we just change the person in charge?" asked the Chinese police inspector.

Martin shook his head and said, "We don't have anyone suitable to take over. Let Du Wen take over first. However, there is no need to keep the gangster who had contact with Luo Qihong. This can be regarded as an explanation to Luo Qihong."

"What if Luo Qihong is not satisfied?" asked the Chinese police inspector.

"If you are not satisfied, send Du Wen's head to me. I don't want to deal with those people from the Independent Commission Against Corruption." Martin said with some lingering fear.

"Okay, leave it to me." said the Chinese police inspector.

Inside the box of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel

Luo Qihong, Guan Shan and Guan Jiahui gathered here to wash away the bad luck for Guan Shan.

Although what Guan Shan did was really hateful, Luo Qihong could not show his resentment on the surface. He just wanted to solve this trouble maker as soon as possible.

"Uncle Guan, your problem has been resolved. Those people shouldn't bother you anymore." Luo Qihong said with a smile.

Guan Jiahui didn't pay much attention to Guan Shan, and seemed very angry about what Guan Shan did. If Luo Qihong hadn't insisted on her coming, she probably wouldn't have shown up. "Thank you, Ah Hong!" Guan Shan picked up the wine glass and touched Luo Qihong's glass.

"This matter has been resolved, but in the future," Luo Qihong deliberately prolonged his voice, "what are you going to do? Still making a movie?"

The drawn-out ending tone made Guan Shan startle, and he accidentally touched the wound on his face. This was the beating given by the gangsters to teach him a lesson.

"Maybe, I haven't thought about it yet." Guan Shan took a sip of wine awkwardly.

Luo Qihong added, "To be honest, Uncle Guan, you are not cut out for making movies. If you make one again next time, I'm afraid it will be hard to make peace."

Guan Shan looked a little embarrassed and said, "Ah Hong, you don't know much about movies."

"Uncle Guan!" Luo Qihong interrupted directly, "Movies are a commercial activity, how could I not understand that? If every movie loses money, how could investors dare to invest?"

"I think you are not suitable for filming for the time being. What if those gangsters kill you one day?"

"I can save you once, twice, but I can't save you a third time."

Seeing Guan Shan was a little ashamed, Luo Qihong suddenly changed his tone and said, "But it's really uncomfortable for you, Uncle Guan, to have nothing to do all the time. Why don't I open a film company and let Uncle Guan take charge of the behind-the-scenes work, and sometimes he can also play some supporting roles."

"Let me think about it." Guan Shan was obviously reluctant and still wanted to become a famous director.

"Uncle Guan, you have lost a luxury house on filming. Do you want to continue losing money? What if those people catch Jiahui one day, it will be irreversible. Jiahui is so beautiful." Luo Qihong continued to force Guan Shan to make a decision.

Of course he couldn't waste such a good opportunity. He would probably have to spend money to get such a good opportunity next time.

Having spent hundreds of thousands of dollars, he must get it back from Guan Jiahui, double the amount.

No money?

Luo Qihong never cared about such a small amount of money. The only thing he cared about was Guan Jiahui, and Guan Jiahui had to cooperate with some of his tricks.

Guan Shan still cares a little about Guan Jiahui, and with the threat from Luo Qihong, he is naturally worried that Luo Qihong will cause trouble.

When in the den of young and dangerous people, Guan Shan heard some things. He knew that Luo Qihong didn't really want to save him, but perhaps he had no choice but to do so because of Guan Jiahui.

"Okay, I'll help you behind the scenes, but if there's a chance, I still want to be the director," said Guan Shan.

Luo Qihong smiled and nodded, "Of course, but it needs to be approved by the top management of the company you work for."

To put it nicely, it is a resolution; to put it bluntly, it requires the consent of Luo Qihong himself.

Guan Shan was a smart man. He immediately realized what Luo Qihong meant. He wanted to refute, but was stopped by Guan Jiahui. "You owe them so much money. Shouldn't you pay them back first before talking about filming the movie?"

Guan Shan was suddenly discouraged. After considering it for a while, he nodded and agreed. He knew that he had fallen into Luo Qihong's hands.

"Uncle Guan, please learn from some directors first. When there is a suitable script, I will have someone give it to you. There is a chance for you to make a movie." Luo Qihong comforted Guan Shan.

Hearing this, Guan Shan felt a little comforted. At least there was still some hope for him to make movies and become a director. Moreover, with Luo Qihong as his backer, he should be able to live a better life.

Hong Kong is a society that values ​​money. If you have money, you have face. If you don’t have money, you have to look at other people’s face.

If it were the 60s or early 70s, Guan Shan might have been able to pretend, but now it seems there is nothing he can do except admit defeat.

Guan Jiahui smiled secretly. Someone had finally taken care of his scumbag dad. His life might be much better in the future.

(End of this chapter)