Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 230 Do you think I, Lu Dongpi, am an employee of his family?
Su Hanze walked down from the boat and slowly came to Young Master Jin, with a smile on his face: "Hey, Young Master Jin, it's so late, why did you bring so many people to the dock to enjoy the sea breeze?"

"Stop pretending!" Young Master Jin pointed at him and said through gritted teeth, "It's been rumored all over the city that you, Su Hanze, wanted to hide the truth from everyone and keep the big goods for yourself! Do you think I, Young Master Jin, am just a decoration?"

"Large cargo?" Su Hanze raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile. "Mr. Jin, who told you that? Did you hear that from those people in the north?"

"It doesn't matter what the rumor is!" Young Master Jin stepped forward, his eyes sharp, "Tell me clearly, how much cargo is left in Xiwan? Did you do anything secretly?"

"Mr. Jin, you need to change your temper." Su Hanze said calmly, still smiling, "Xiwan is in such a mess right now, who can tell? Whether it's the northerners or the gambling king, who doesn't want this place to be theirs?

Vegetable market? You can listen to anyone, but I, Su Hanze, won’t listen to that.”

"You!" Jin Shao was choked and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

At this moment, a violent explosion suddenly sounded in the distance of the dock - "Boom!" A huge flame shot up into the sky, and then several trucks parked in the corner caught fire, illuminating half of the dock.

"Something happened!" Xiaolong's face changed and he started to run over there.

"Who dares to touch my car?" Jin Shao's face changed drastically, and he turned around and shouted angrily, "Go and have a look!"

Su Hanze narrowed his eyes, the smile on his face slowly faded, and he said lightly: "Young Master Jin, you see, those people outside don't want you and me to sit down and drink tea at all."

"Su Hanze, stop pretending!" Jin Shao gritted his teeth and said, "This matter is not over yet!"

"Of course it's not over." Su Hanze looked up at the sky, his tone calm but with a hint of chill, "The game in Xiwan has just begun. Whoever is impatient will lose."

The flames from the explosion were still burning, sirens were heard in the distance, and a melee seemed to be brewing.

Young Master Jin stared at him, his fists clenched until they turned white, and suddenly realized that Su Hanze was the one playing this game from the beginning to the end. They were just jumping into his game.

The eldest concubine, wearing a dark red cheongsam and holding a folding fan with an ebony handle, entered the office at Xiwan Wharf with a murderous look.

"Su Hanze, you are so brave." The eldest concubine raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced around the room sharply. The first sentence she said made the temperature in the entire office drop a few degrees.

Su Hanze was sitting on the chair, and just as he was about to look up and speak, Xiaolong was so frightened by the scene that he almost dropped the cup on his face: "Hey, Auntie, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming? We can roll out the red carpet for you!"

"Red carpet?" The concubine snapped her folding fan shut and pointed at Su Hanze with a sneer, "Red carpet? I think you mean coffin boards! Su Hanze, you've made Xiwan look like this. The gambling king asked me to ask you, what do you want to do?"

"The gambling king sent you here, there must be some misunderstanding." Su Hanze stood up, his face full of smiles, and he put on a humble look, "You all know about Xiwan's affairs. The situation has been tense recently, and so many people want to make a fortune. Su is also forced to do so."

"You're forced into a desperate situation?" The concubine snorted coldly, pointing the folding fan in her hand at the account book on the table. "The gambling king allowed you, Su Hanze, to do this business here, but you messed it up and still dare to say you're innocent? Do you think that the gambling king is old and you can turn the tables?"

"It's unfair, concubine!" Su Hanze hurriedly shook his head, his face full of smiles, "What happened in Xiwan is that the outside world spreads too quickly. The northerners and Young Master Jin muddied the waters. I'm just a spectator... If the gambling king is not satisfied, I can leave at any time."

"Get out?" The concubine glared and slammed her folding fan on the table. "Do you think this is a teahouse where you eat buns? You can get out just like that? Xiwan Wharf is a big fish. The gambling king asked you to watch it because he trusts you. Now you're telling me to get out?"

Su Hanze smiled bitterly, secretly complaining in his heart. What he feared most was meeting this kind of woman who was involved in the underworld - she could counter any move he made, and she was even more difficult to deal with than a man. But on the surface, he still acted humble: "The concubine is right, it was my fault for not considering it carefully. You tell me what to do, and I, Su Hanze, will never dare to refute it."

Seeing him bow his head and surrender, the concubine felt a little relieved. She sat back in her chair, fanned herself, and spoke slowly: "The gambling king's meaning is very simple. There must be an explanation for the goods, ships, and money in Xiwan. You can't let these little characters make trouble here."

"Of course, of course!" Su Hanze nodded repeatedly with a slightly stiff smile.

"In addition..." The concubine changed the subject, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she tapped her palms lightly with the folding fan in her hand, "The gambling king has a suggestion. This time, you give part of the big goods to Young Master Jin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole office fell into silence.

Xiaolong stood aside, dumbfounded, and almost blurted out: "Why?!"

Su Hanze remained calm, but the smile on his face faded a little. He said calmly, "Give it to Young Master Jin? Isn't the arrangement of the gambling king a bit unreasonable?"

"You're forcing someone to do something?" The eldest concubine sneered, "Su Hanze, don't play dumb. Young Master Jin is the son of the gambling king. He's eyeing Xiwan, and the gambling king can't just sit there and watch. Giving up a little bit will only mean you earn a few percent less, but for you, it will help you keep your seat."

"Chair?" Su Hanze cursed in his heart, but still smiled. "Auntie, Xiwan's interests are intertwined. This concession is probably not a small matter. The gambling king certainly wants Young Master Jin to be safe, but you can see the situation here clearly. The northerners, Lu Dongpi... they are not vegetarians."

"Don't beat around the bush with me." The concubine was too lazy to listen to these sweet words. "I'm going to make this clear today. Young Master Jin's fleet will sail again, and the cargo will be redistributed. If you don't agree, I'm afraid you won't be able to defend Xiwan."

Su Hanze clenched his fists, the Buddhist beads in his hand tightened quietly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Since the gambling king has spoken, then I, Su Hanze, will naturally listen. However, I still have to have a good talk with Young Master Jin about this matter. After all, some accounts still need to be settled."

"Settle the account?" The concubine snorted coldly, stood up and straightened her cheongsam, and glanced at him with lightning eyes: "Remember, you are still sitting here now because of the gambling king's intention. Don't forget your own sense of propriety."

After saying that, the concubine flicked her folding fan, walked out with her head held high, leaving only awkward silence in the room.

Xiaolong waited until she was far away, then rushed to Su Hanze and shouted in a low voice, "Brother, we are at a disadvantage! Giving it to Young Master Jin? Why? He almost caused us to capsize last time, and now he is getting the advantage for free!"

"Shut up!" Su Hanze glared at him, his eyes calm and deep, "This anger will be returned sooner or later." "Then what should we do now? Do we really have to give it to him?" Xiaolong looked aggrieved.

"Give in?" Su Hanze sneered, his face uncertain, and said slowly, "Give in the martial arts world is not given away for nothing."

Young Master Jin was sitting on the rooftop of the Regent Hotel, stirring the red wine in his glass triumphantly, with the word "win" written all over his face.

"Xiao Tan, did you see that? I've already said that Su Hanze wouldn't be able to hold out for long in Xiwan." Young Master Jin crossed his legs and smiled smugly, "Won't he just give in once the gambling king put pressure on him? Humph, you still dare to fight me?"

"Master is wise!" Xiao Tan immediately flattered, "No matter how capable Su Hanze is, he can't be compared to the eldest concubine! Now that he has given up the business, aren't we picking it up for free?"

"Free money?" Young Master Jin shook his head and looked out the window with a cold gaze. "Su Hanze is not that simple. He agreed on the surface, but who knows what he is thinking. Xiao Tan, have someone keep a close eye on him. Keep a close eye on Xiwan's every move."

"Understood!" Xiao Tan nodded, picked up the phone and started giving orders.

Young Master Jin looked up at Hong Kong under the night sky, a smile on his face: "Su Hanze, you embarrassed me before, now it's time for you to bow your head."

In Kowloon Walled City, when the northerner Lao Ge heard about the pressure from the gambling king's concubine, he laughed out loud and slapped his thigh, saying, "Great! The water in Sai Wan has finally been made even more muddy!"

"Brother Ge, does it look like we can also take advantage of the opportunity to get involved?" asked the subordinate.

"Su Hanze was suppressed by the gambling king, and Young Master Jin got the advantage, but they forgot that we northerners haven't made a move yet." Old Ge's eyes were sharp and he sneered, "Let them fight first. When something happens to their goods and the police start investigating, they will naturally bite each other to death. By then, Xiwan will be ours."

"Great! Brother Ge's plan is really good!" His men cheered.

Su Hanze sat in the office at Xiwan Wharf. The whole room was silent. The light outside the window flickered, and the air was filled with a sense of oppression.

"Brother, this matter...can we really endure it?" Xiaolong asked in a low voice.

"Endure? Who said I'm going to endure it?" Su Hanze raised his head slowly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes. "The concubine's pressure is the gambling king's method, but he also left a loophole. In this game, I want them to think that I admit it, but in the real game, I have the final say."

"So what should we do next?" Xiaolong became excited.

"Notify Lu Dongpi and have him take action. On the surface, he will help Young Master Jin move the goods, but secretly hold back the goods and delay the departure of the port by three days. Then let the northerners know that Young Master Jin's fleet is loaded with fake goods." Su Hanze chuckled, his eyes flashing, "Don't they just want to muddy the waters? Let them do whatever they want."

"Great, brother!" Xiaolong slapped his thigh excitedly, "Now, they are fighting each other, and we can just watch the show from the sidelines!"

"The muddier the water is, the more fun it is." Su Hanze stood up, walked to the window, looked at the dim sea in the distance, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Young Master Jin had been living a very comfortable life these days. The cargo route to Xiwan was finalized by his wife, and his fleet set sail again, seemingly enjoying great success. In the top floor suite of the Regent Hotel, he was wearing silk pajamas, shaking a glass of red wine, crossing his legs, squinting at the brightly lit Victoria Harbour outside the window, and his heart was filled with joy.

"Su Hanze, Su Hanze, no matter how capable you are, don't you still have to give up the meat? The gambling king's words are your biggest ceiling!"

"Master, you are wise!" Xiao Tan handed over the cigar while nodding repeatedly, with a flattering smile on his face like honey.

"Stop talking nonsense. How are the goods going?" Young Master Jin snorted and put the wine glass on the table with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Don't worry, the ship has already sailed. According to the plan, it will arrive at the port in the north in three days. By then, we will have made a pure profit from this bet." Xiao Tan said with a smile, "The eldest concubine has also made a call. If anyone in Xiwan dares to disobey, they can directly call the gambling king."

When Master Jin heard this, a smug smile appeared on his face: "I, Master Jin, have this ability. Anyone who fights with me will have to give in in the end."

But at this moment, Lu Dongpi was in his office in Mong Kok, shaving off a cigarette and lighting it again, lighting it again and shaving it again, feeling as irritated as if a nail was sitting under his butt. His subordinates changed the ashtray twice, but did not dare to make a sound, for fear that they would be scolded by him if they were not careful.

"Young Master Jin wants me to help him move the goods? He also wants to give me 20%? Does he think I, Lu Dongpi, am his hired hand?" Lu Dongpi gritted his teeth, his eyes fierce enough to kill, "When will it be his turn to teach me the rules when I, Lu Dongpi, eat?"

"Brother Pi, but the concubine has said that we..." the younger brother with black-framed glasses whispered, but before he could finish his words, Lu Dongpi slapped him on the back of his head.

"Bullshit! Who the hell is the concubine? Just because she says something, I have to give in?!" Lu Dongpi was so angry that his face turned red. He stood up and paced back and forth in the room. "But I can help him ship the goods, but I want to delay his shipment for three days to see if he is in a hurry! When those people in the north get the news, I don't know how Young Master Jin will put his face!"

"Brother Beer, that's a great idea!" A bunch of younger brothers immediately clapped and cheered, as excited as if they had just heard a robbery plan.

"Go! Make arrangements for me! Slow down the fleet, but keep your mouth shut, don't let anyone know it was us who did it." Lu Dongpi took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of thick smoke, his eyes flashing with a cunning light, "Let Young Master Jin also have a taste of what it means to be hard to defend against a hidden arrow."

At the same time, in a teahouse in Kowloon Walled City, Beifang Lao Ge was folding his purple clay teapot with a sneer on his face, as if he had already seen through everything in Sai Wan. Several bald men sat upright around him, and the air was filled with an invisible sense of oppression.

"Have you found out all the information?" Old Ge asked calmly, but there was a hint of danger in his voice.

"I found out that Young Master Jin's fleet is taking the old route to Xiwan this time. They said they would dock in three days, but Lu Dongpi deliberately delayed the process." The big man under his command said in a low voice, "I heard that the concubine is backing him up. Su Hanze is being suppressed and cannot move this time."

"Oh, idiot!" Old Ge sneered and put the teacup heavily on the table. "Son of the gambling king? What a bullshit Young Master Jin, at best he is a second-generation rich man. The ship is slowing down, which means he has something to hide. Come on, spread the word that Young Master Jin's ship is full of fake goods and is sending them to the north just to trick their boss."

(End of this chapter)