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

Chapter 257 Boss Su’s plate is not so easy to move!

"What else can we do? It's a complete failure!" Ah Liu curled his lips and smiled maliciously, "I heard that everyone has run away, and now even the stall owner himself doesn't want to go. The Dongwan boss seemed to be so angry that he overturned the table."

"Overturn the table?" Su Hanze chuckled. "The table has been overturned, and we have to find someone to clean it up. Tell the brothers not to put too much pressure on Dongwan, give them some breathing space."

Ah Liu was stunned: "Boss Su, this is not like your style! We finally defeated them, how can we leave them alive?"

"We are doing business, not revenge." Su Hanze said calmly, with a deep strategic tone in his voice. "Although Dongwan is small, it still has some resources. When the time is right, they can become our supplement. Don't block the road, leave a way out, so that everyone can go on."

Ah Liu nodded thoughtfully, thinking: As expected of Boss Su, his scheming is even deeper than the night sky of Xiwan.

At the same time, in an upscale bar in Central, Hong Kong Island, Lin Qiming was leaning lazily on the bar with a martini in his hand, listening to two investors next to him discussing the craze in Sai Wan.

"I heard that the housing prices in Xiwan have gone up again recently?" a man in a neat suit asked in a low voice.

"The price has increased dramatically! You don't know, I have an old house that usually has no one interested in it, but in the past two days, there are five or six buyers vying for it!" Another man wearing gold-rimmed glasses answered, his tone full of excitement.

Lin Qiming took a sip of wine, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Even he, the "operator", did not expect the current popularity of Xiwan. He thought Su Hanze was just a "local tyrant" who ran a boxing gym and a night market, but he did not expect that this person could set off the economic wave of the entire Hong Kong Island by himself.

"Mr. Lin, I heard that you also invested in the Xiwan project?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Lin Qiming turned around and saw Xia Yan standing behind him with a smile on her face, holding a glass of champagne in her hand, looking dazzling.

"Miss Xia, it's been a while." Lin Qiming raised his glass and greeted her, then teased, "Why, are you here to gather intelligence today as well?"

Xia Yan smiled gently and sat down on the chair next to him with an elegant posture: "Mr. Lin, this is too polite. Boss Su's generosity is obvious, so why should I worry about it? But you have been busy making money in Xiwan recently, and you don't plan to share some with me?"

Lin Qiming raised his eyebrows, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Miss Xia, I dare not accept this. Everyone in Hong Kong knows that you are the real 'Midnight Gourd'. Which project that cooperates with you does not make a lot of money?"

"Oh?" Xia Yan pretended to be surprised. "Then why don't you tell me, did Su Hanze also learn the 'alchemy' from you?"

Lin Qiming shook his head, his tone suddenly becoming serious: "No, he doesn't need to learn from me. He played this game of chess in Xiwan step by step by himself."

The two smiled at each other, with a hint of admiration in each other's eyes, but no one said much. After all, in this Hong Kong Island storm, everyone has their own goals and chess game.

Meanwhile, in Mong Kok, another kind of "storm" was unfolding for Jin Shao. There was not much of his territory left, and even the former "beast arena" had been turned into a children's playground. Today, he invited a few of his remaining confidants to hold a "strategic meeting" in an inconspicuous little tea restaurant.

"Master, we can't wait any longer!" Xiao Tan put down his chopsticks and said anxiously, "Su Hanze is in the limelight right now. If we don't take action now, we won't even have a chance to turn things around!"

Young Master Jin stared at the teacup in front of him, his face terribly gloomy: "Take action? What do you want me to use? People? Money? Or resources?"

Xiao Tan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond. He knew that Young Master Jin really had nothing right now, but he couldn't help but continue, "Master, we can get help from outside, such as the capital in Central! I heard that Lin Qiming has some opinions about the Xiwan project recently, how about we find a way to get in touch with him?"

Young Master Jin sneered, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp: "Lin Qiming? He's clinging to Su Hanze's thigh now. We expect him to help us? Dream on."

After saying this, he suddenly stood up, with a hint of madness in his eyes: "But you are right, we can't wait any longer. Su Hanze is a god now, and I will turn him into a ghost! Go, find me a few people, let's smash his place directly!"

That night, outside the boxing gym, Jin Shao and a dozen of his men rushed over aggressively. They were holding iron bars and machetes, and their faces were full of uncontrollable ferocity.

"Smash it!" Young Master Jin gave the order, and everyone rushed forward immediately. However, before they could do anything, they heard a shrill siren, and then several police cars came roaring in and surrounded the entire venue.

"What are you doing? Get down!" Several policemen got out of the car holding batons and shouted loudly.

Young Master Jin was completely stunned. He didn't expect that the police would come just after he brought his men here. This speed was simply unreasonably fast!
"Master, have we been reported?" Xiao Tan was so scared that his face turned pale.

Young Master Jin gritted his teeth and stared at the direction of the boxing arena, feeling unwilling. He knew that he had lost this round again, and completely.

In a high-rise building in Central, Lin Qiming was standing in front of a French window, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and a copy of the latest investment report in the other. He had just finished a short meeting and was becoming more and more interested in the situation in Sai Wan.

Su Hanze, a man who started from the streets, could actually make the entire Hong Kong Island focus on an inconspicuous little corner. This kind of ability deserves more attention.

Sitting on the sofa behind Lin Qiming was a woman in a silver dress. It was Xia Yan. She kicked one of her stiletto heels casually onto the carpet, resting her long legs on the edge of the coffee table. She said while applying nail polish, "Mr. Lin, you are staring at Xiwan so seriously. Are you planning to make another move? Or are you waiting for Su Hanze to make a mistake?"

Lin Qiming didn't look back. He raised the red wine glass to his lips but didn't drink it. He just smiled softly: "Miss Xia, what kind of mistake do you think Su Hanze will make?"

Xia Yan blew air on her nails and smiled nonchalantly: "Who knows. He looks smart, but the biggest weakness of smart people is that they think they are in control of everything. Hong Kong Island is a place where good and bad people mix together. Who can always have smooth sailing?"

Lin Qiming finally turned his head and looked at her, as if testing her, or curious: "So what do you mean?"

Xia Yan raised her head with a sly look in her eyes: "What I mean is, if he falls, I don't want to miss the opportunity to help him. You know, some people are only willing to accept 'helping hands' when they are in the most embarrassing situation."

Lin Qiming couldn't help laughing. "Miss Xia, after hearing what you said, I feel a little sorry for Su Hanze. He probably didn't even know when you were targeting him."

Xia Yan smiled without saying anything, lowering her head to continue painting her nails, as if she only had eyes for her sparkling fingertips. Her world is always much more complicated than it seems.

Meanwhile, in Xiwan, Ah Liu was walking around the boxing gym with an anxious look on his face. Something was not right tonight. Although there were still many tourists on the street and the barbecue and beer on the stalls were selling better than ever, Ah Liu always felt that there was something hidden in the air that made him uneasy.

"Boss Su," he pushed open the office door and couldn't help but say, "I always feel like something is wrong today. My brothers all said that there are some new faces on the street. They don't look like tourists, but more like they are scouting the area."

Su Hanze was reading a report on the latest progress of the complex. Hearing this, he raised his head with a hint of vigilance in his eyes: "Scouting? Have you heard of anyone planning to attack Xiwan recently?"

Ah Liu scratched his head and said, "Young Master Jin is hopeless. His gang is still drinking free tea in the police station. But it's hard to say. There has been some movement in East Bay recently. It seems that someone wants to set up a new police station. We haven't found out who it is yet."

Su Hanze was silent for a moment, then put down the document in his hand. "Notify Xiaolong to arrange a few more people to watch the streets and don't let go of any suspicious people. Also, tell the brothers to keep a low profile and not cause trouble on the streets."

Ah Liu nodded quickly, and just as he turned to leave, he seemed to remember something: "By the way, Boss Su, Miss Xia said she would come over to check out the place tomorrow, would you like to accompany her for a walk?"

Su Hanze raised his eyebrows and smiled: "She wants to come? That's great, let her see how valuable our 'industry' is."

The next morning, just as the street vendors in Xiwan were getting busy, several strange men in plain clothes appeared on the street. They pretended to walk around casually while taking pictures of the surrounding stalls and people with their mobile phones.

These people's behavior quickly attracted Xiaolong's attention. He sat at a durian stall on the street, eating durian while observing these people out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey buddy, the security in Xiwan is pretty good recently." Xiaolong said to the stall owner beside him while chewing a durian, with a tentative tone in his voice.

The stall owner wiped his hands casually and replied, "Yes, but there are some new faces these days, which looks a bit strange. But there is no trouble, so I don't bother to care."

Xiaolong nodded, but he became more alert. He put down the durian in his hand, stood up slowly, and walked in the direction of the strangers. He wanted to confirm who these people were coming for.

At the same time, in a tea restaurant in Central, Jin Shao was staring at a bowl of barbecued pork rice, his face full of haggardness and unwillingness.

Xiao Tan lowered his head and thought for a long time, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "Master, I heard that someone in Dongwan is dissatisfied with Su Hanze, and seems to be planning something recently. How about we..."

Young Master Jin glared at him and said, "Do you think those people are trustworthy?"

Xiao Tan scratched his head and said, "It may not be reliable, but we have no other choice now. If we can figure out their plan, maybe we can find some opportunities."

Jin Shao listened to this, his eyes gradually became deep. He knew in his heart that he had to take a gamble this time.

As night falls, Xiwan's night market becomes lively again.

The street lights were as bright as day, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and beer. Xia Yan appeared on the street in high heels, followed by two top stars from Hong Kong Island. Suddenly, a crowd of people gathered around, and the flashlights of their mobile phones kept lighting up.

"Miss Xia, you're here." Su Hanze walked out of the crowd, followed by Ah Liu and Xiao Long. He looked calm, as if he had just stepped out of a big situation.

Xia Yan smiled and handed him a glass of coconut water she had just bought: "Boss Su, this time you have made Sai Wan a popular place in Hong Kong. I have to queue up to get in."

Su Hanze took the coconut water and smiled: "Miss Xia, thank you for the compliment. Xiwan's success is inseparable from your support."

The two were chatting when suddenly there was a commotion on the street. A few strangers in plain clothes appeared out of nowhere, pushed through the crowd and headed straight for the main stage. Their movements were quick and covert, but were caught by the sharp-eyed Xiaolong.

"Boss Su, something's happening!" Xiaolong warned in a low voice, with vigilance in his eyes.

Su Hanze's expression did not change at all. He just winked at Ah Liu, who immediately followed him quietly with a few people. At the same time, Xia Yan also noticed something was wrong. She whispered, "Do you need me to do anything?"

"Miss Xia, just continue to be your celebrity visitor." Su Hanze smiled, with a hint of joking in his tone, "Leave it to me here."

Ten minutes later, Ah Liu and a few others blocked the plainclothes men in the alley behind the main stage. Seeing that the situation was not good, the men turned around and tried to run, but were intercepted by the brothers who had been ambushed.

"Who are you? What are you doing in Xiwan?" Ah Liu asked with a cold face.

Several people looked at each other, and finally someone gritted his teeth and said, "We...we are from East Bay."

When Ah Liu heard this, he immediately laughed: "From Dongwan? Are you guys here to make fun of me?"

Outside the alley, Xiaolong lit a cigarette, glanced at the trembling men, and sneered: "Boss Su said that he is in a good mood today and doesn't want to make a big fuss. You'd better tell the truth, otherwise it won't be so easy next time."

Several people lowered their heads and hesitantly explained the plan. It turned out that they were sent by the boss of East Bay to scout the area, hoping to find the flaws of West Bay so as to regain the lost territory.

After hearing this, Ah Liu shook his head and said, "Dongwan is really too careless. They know that Boss Su's plate is not so easy to change."

The morning light shines on the sea, the whole city seems to have just woken up, and the air still has a little bit of the coolness of the night.

The entrance to the Central Stock Exchange has become bustling. Several luxury cars are parked on the roadside. Several well-dressed men are leaning against their cars smoking, with the calculations of Hong Kong Island's elites on their faces. The bell of the Stock Exchange rings, and the day's money game begins.

Among this group of people, Lin Qiming's figure seemed particularly calm. He got out of the car, holding a cup of freshly ground latte in his hand, with a relaxed smile on his face. His schedule today was very full. In addition to several routine meetings, there were also several important stock transactions that needed to be monitored in person. The recent popularity of Xiwan has made many investors jealous, and he, as one of the best "traders" in Hong Kong Island, naturally had to control the rhythm and make a steady profit.

(End of this chapter)