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

Chapter 258 There is no chance to gamble anymore!

After entering the office, Lin Qiming immediately turned on his computer. The dense stock market data on the screen was dazzling. He stared at a stock that had just reached its daily limit, tapping his fingers on the table, as if thinking about the next step. At this time, his assistant came in with a document and said carefully: "Mr. Lin, this is the latest news from Xiwan. Their night market activities have been upgraded this week, and it seems that they have also joined forces with several international food brands."

Lin Qiming raised his head, took the document and flipped through a few pages, a meaningful smile on his face: "Su Hanze really knows how to play. He can even bring in international brands. This time, Xiwan's brand is completely established."

The assistant nodded, then lowered his voice and said, "However, I heard that there is some dissatisfaction in Dongwan, and it seems that they are planning something recently. Mr. Lin, do you think you should intervene?"

Lin Qiming sneered and put the documents on the table. "Dongwan? A bunch of incompetent people just jumping around. If they dare to touch Su Hanze's plate, they will see if they have the life to take it."

The assistant didn't dare to say anything more and quickly left. Lin Qiming picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Miss Xia, Xiwan has been very popular recently. I think it's time for you to express your opinion?"

Xia Yan's laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Lin, you can't sit still so soon? Don't worry, I'm preparing to go over for an 'inspection' these days. The popularity of Xiwan will be completely different as long as I show up."

Lin Qiming smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait and see what Miss Xia's 'trump card' is."

Xia Yan hung up the phone, put her phone on the table, and turned to look at her makeup artist: "Today's makeup should be more delicate, but not too heavy. I'm going to go to Xiwan to see how popular Boss Su is recently."

The makeup artist nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Miss Xia. You are now the 'spokesperson' of Xiwan. A visit there will definitely stir up some new popularity."

Xia Yan smiled but said nothing. She knew that the popularity of Xiwan was not just about the "night market". The resources, capital, and invisible power games involved behind it were what interested her.

Meanwhile, the streets of Xiwan were still bustling with activity. Ah Liu was standing at the entrance of the night market, directing several workers to install new neon signs. He was busy and happy, shouting, "The left side should be higher, and the lights should be brighter," while drinking the milk tea in his hand.

"Brother Liu, are there more tourists these days?" A young brother wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked with a smile.

"That's right! I heard that the number of tourists last week tripled compared to usual, and even the rooms in those big hotels are fully booked." Ah Liu said proudly, "This is just the beginning. When the International Food Festival opens next month, it will be really exciting!"

The young brothers' eyes were full of longing: "Brother Liu, can we make a lot of money this time?"

"Make a lot of money? Of course! But you have to keep a close eye on them and don't let those random people get in." Ah Liu patted his shoulder and his eyes suddenly became alert. "The people in East Bay are not very honest recently. We have to be on guard."

The brothers nodded and went back to work. Ah Liu looked at the brightly lit streets, but he still felt a little uneasy. He always felt that the recent calm was like a precursor to a storm.

Sure enough, that night, there was a little trouble in the night market in Xiwan. Several strange men in casual clothes appeared on the street. They gathered in twos and threes, or pretended to ask for prices in front of the stalls. Although they looked fine, Xiaolong could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary tourists.

"Boss Su, there are a few people coming to the street, and they don't look like they are here to spend money." Xiaolong quietly walked to the second floor of the boxing gym and told Su Hanze the situation.

Su Hanze put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes became sharp: "Is it someone from Dongwan?"

"It's not certain yet, but they act very secretively, so they are probably not ordinary tourists." Xiaolong said in a low voice.

"Notify the brothers to keep a close eye on them, but don't act rashly." Su Hanze stood up and walked to the window to look at the street. "Those people in Dongwan are really haunting us. But since they want to play, we'll play with them to the end."

Xiaolong nodded and left quickly. Meanwhile, Xia Yan appeared at the entrance of the night market in high heels, followed by several reporters and photographers. As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted countless eyes, and tourists took up their phones to take pictures, and the atmosphere of the entire night market was instantly pushed to a climax.

"Ms. Xia, how come you have time to come here?" When Ah Liu saw her, he hurriedly went up to her with a warm smile on his face.

"Come and see the recent 'miracle' in Xiwan." Xia Yan said with a smile, her eyes swept across the busy streets, and finally landed in the direction of Su Hanze, "Boss Su, are you busy today? Do you want to accompany me for a walk?"

"Miss Xia wants to go around, so of course I have to accompany you." Su Hanze's voice came from behind. He walked down from the second floor with his usual calm smile on his face. "But Miss Xia, you came at the right time. Several new food stalls have just opened today. It's a good opportunity for you to try them."

The two walked and talked, and unknowingly came to the central area of ​​the night market. When the strange men saw this scene, they immediately turned around and left, as if they didn't want to be noticed.

Ah Liu looked at the backs of these people from a distance and couldn't help but frowned: "Boss Su, those people just left suddenly. It seems that they left because they knew that Miss Xia was coming."

"You left just because you knew Miss Xia was coming?" Su Hanze smiled. "It seems that the people from Dongwan don't want to be exposed too early this time."

Xia Yan heard something and turned to ask, "Are the people in Dongwan doing something tricky again recently?"

"They are just some clowns." Su Hanze said in a relaxed tone, but his eyes were very sharp. "However, the more they hide it, the more it shows that they have no confidence."

Xia Yan nodded, with a meaningful smile on her face: "It seems that my visit today did help Boss Su a little."

"Ms. Xia is always very helpful every time she visits us," Su Hanze said with a smile, a hint of sincerity in his tone.

As the night deepened, under the neon lights, the cries of street vendors rose one after another, and tourists crowded shoulder to shoulder. The night market in Xiwan was once again packed.

Xiaolong had just squeezed out of a stall selling stinky tofu, holding a box of hot stinky tofu in his hand and a toothpick in his mouth, but his expression was a little solemn. While chewing the tofu, he whispered to Ah Liu beside him: "I just saw an old subordinate of Jin Shao at stall number three, the one named Zhang Hai, do you remember him?"

Ah Liu was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Zhang Hai? Didn't he die along with Young Master Jin a long time ago? Why is he running out now?"

"That's weird." Xiaolong scratched his head while swallowing the last piece of tofu. "Do you think Young Master Jin is going to do something weird again?" Ah Liu clicked his tongue, stomped out the cigarette in his hand, and cursed in a low voice: "This Young Master Jin is really haunting! Does he think he is still the 'son of the gambling king'? Now he has lost his own casino, why is he still jumping around!"

The atmosphere in Sai Wan had just become tense, but on the other side, a high-end bar in Central was still filled with an atmosphere of decadence and debauchery.

Young Master Jin sat at the bar, drinking a Manhattan and squinting his eyes. His face was not depressed at all, but rather had an inexplicable sense of certainty. Next to him sat a middle-aged man in a light grey suit. He was his old friend and a former confidant of his father, the gambling king - Chen Hao.

"Young Master, Xiwan has been in the spotlight recently. Are you really planning to confront Su Hanze head-on?" Chen Hao held a glass of whiskey, his tone tentative.

Young Master Jin took a sip of wine and leaned lazily on the back of his chair. His tone was full of long-lost confidence: "Uncle Chen, head-on confrontation? Do you think I would do such a stupid thing? Su Hanze is just a mud-legged peasant who turned over. Do you really think he can stand firm? Xiwan is such a small place. No matter how much trouble he can make, what big waves can he make?"

Chen Hao frowned: "But Master, the popularity of Sai Wan is really high now. Even several big investors in Central are starting to squeeze in there. If you don't do something now, I'm afraid that in the future..."

Young Master Jin laughed softly and interrupted him: "Uncle Chen, do you think I am a small-time person? Sai Wan is indeed popular, but I am betting on the future of the entire Hong Kong Island."

Chen Hao was stunned: "Young Master, what you mean is..."

Young Master Jin put down his wine glass, his eyes revealing a cold and fierce look: "My father's old network of relationships is still there, and my Jin family is still here. Those investors in Central don't dare to stand with me openly, because they are afraid of getting into trouble. But as long as I destroy Su Hanze's Sai Wan and then take over Tung Wan, the 'night economy' of Hong Kong Island will still be the world of my Jin family."

Chen Hao pondered for a moment and nodded: "I understand. Master, how do you plan to do it?"

Young Master Jin raised a meaningful smile: "Doesn't Su Hanze like to make a fuss? This time I will give him a 'big fuss'."

Young Master Jin's plan unfolded quietly.

The next morning, the streets of Xiwan were still bustling with activity. Stall owners were busy preparing goods, workers were adjusting lights, and tourists were coming in an endless stream.

However, the boxing gym was in complete silence. Ah Liu ran into Su Hanze's office with a thick document, his face much more serious than usual.

"Boss Su, I just received news that East Bay has made a big move. They actually announced that they are going to hold the 'East Asia International Food Festival'! They also said that they have invited food teams from South Korea, Japan, and Thailand." Ah Liu said as he handed over the document. "I got this information by asking my brothers to keep an eye on East Bay. Their event time coincides with our 'International Food Festival'."

Su Hanze took the document, flipped through a few pages, and sneered: "'East Asia International Food Festival'? It seems that Dongwan is not only trying to steal the limelight this time, they want to directly step on us."

Ah Liu was so anxious that he was spinning around: "Boss Su, what should we do? This is a real competition. If we lose, all our previous efforts will be in vain!"

Su Hanze put down the documents, glanced out the window, and said calmly: "Do they think Dongwan can do anything? They must have financial support behind them, or... Young Master Jin is behind it."

Xiaolong walked in from outside, with a trace of uneasiness on his face: "Boss Su, I just confirmed that there is indeed the shadow of Young Master Jin behind Dongwan. He recently invested all the funds he brought out from the Beast Farm, probably trying to turn the tables."

Su Hanze heard this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Young Master Jin is a madman, but even a madman is afraid of losing too much. He gambled all his family assets, so let's make him lose everything."

Ah Liu asked worriedly, "Boss Su, are we really going to fight them head-on this time?"

Su Hanze chuckled, his voice low but firm: "It's not a head-on confrontation, it's about leveraging the power of others. Go find a few international food teams, and then bring over old friends from South Bay and Mong Kok, and tell them that as long as they join our 'Food Festival', their share of the profits will be doubled. East Bay can invite a few chefs, and we can invite the entire Southeast Asian team."

Ah Liu and Xiao Long looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Understood, Boss Su."

A few days later, the "International Food Festival" in Xiwan arrived as scheduled. The entire street was decorated like a grand carnival. Food stalls from Southeast Asian countries were set up one after another, with bright lights and fragrant aromas. What was even more exciting was that Xia Yan appeared with several international stars and personally tasted the food, which directly ignited the atmosphere of the whole venue.

However, just when the food festival was in full swing, the "East Asia International Food Festival" in East Bay got into trouble due to a sudden hygiene issue.

Several tourists developed symptoms of food poisoning after eating at Dongwan’s stalls, and local media quickly followed up with reports, which directly pushed Dongwan’s reputation to the bottom.

The boss of Dongwan was so angry that he smashed his teacup in the backstage, while Young Master Jin stood in the corner, his face livid, and kicked the table hard: "What a bunch of rubbish! You can't even handle such a small thing!"

At the same time, in the boxing gym in Sai Wan, Ah Liu was happily watching the TV news: "Boss Su, the East Bay side is finished! Not only did they fail to steal the limelight this time, but they also destroyed their own reputation. Our place is now the best in Hong Kong!"

Su Hanze sat on the sofa, holding a cup of tea in his hand, with a faint smile on his face: "Young Master Jin gambled too hastily this time and lost quickly. If he didn't move, we might have to spend more effort. Now, he has ruined the situation himself."

Xia Yan sat aside, gently shaking the red wine glass in her hand, and said with a teasing tone: "Boss Su, it seems that Young Master Jin is the son of the gambling king, but his gambling skills are still a little lacking."

Su Hanze chuckled: "It doesn't matter whether his gambling skills are good or not. What matters is that he no longer has the chance to gamble again."

, under the starry sky, neon lights danced on the sea. The food festival in Xiwan was still going on, with tourists drinking beer and eating skewers, and the atmosphere was lively.

However, the boxing gym was filled with a depressing atmosphere. Su Hanze sat on the sofa, holding a half-burned cigarette, but he never took a puff. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on a document on the table.

"Boss Su, it can't be that serious, right?" Ah Liu asked cautiously while standing aside.

(End of this chapter)