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

Chapter 267 is closely related to Dongwan!

Young Master Jin gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "What's their publicity? How much money can a theater have? Go find a few media outlets and hype up the scale of East Bay for me. Say that we are the largest and most luxurious night market in Hong Kong Island, and suppress all news about their theater."

Zhang Hai nodded in agreement, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "There is one more thing. Several suppliers ran away yesterday and said they would not accept our orders. I heard that they have been in close contact with Ah Liu in Xiwan recently."

Young Master Jin was stunned for a moment, then he became furious and kicked over the chair next to him. "These bastards! They eat and drink my food, and now they dare to help Su Hanze? Zhang Hai, go find someone to seal up the warehouses of these suppliers! Tell them that if they dare to cut off my supply, I will make them pay back everything with interest!"

Zhang Hai nodded quickly and turned to make arrangements, but he felt a little uneasy. He knew that Young Master Jin had been pushed into a corner recently and his methods were becoming more and more radical, but Dongwan's funds were already too tight. If he continued to hold on like this, there would probably be a big problem.

At the same time, in Xiwan Theater, Su Hanze was standing backstage chatting with the owner of an old opera troupe. The owner was wearing a long robe, holding a cup of hot tea, and smiling: "Boss Su, your theater is really well built. The lighting test today was very good. The audience will definitely like it."

Su Hanze nodded, with a smile on his face: "With you as the boss, I feel much more at ease. Only if the audience likes the theater, the theater will have a chance to continue."

The boss smiled and waved his hand: "Boss Su, you are too polite. However, I heard that things have been a bit uneasy in East Bay recently. Do you have to be on guard?"

The smile on Su Hanze's face faded a little. He looked at the busy workers outside the theater and whispered, "They have been restless for a long time. Last night, their people even moved our goods at Kowloon Wharf. Fortunately, Ah Liu held back. Otherwise, the equipment would not have arrived today."

The boss sighed and said, "Alas, that's how things are in the business world. There are many people and power over in East Bay, so you have to be careful."

Su Hanze nodded and patted the owner on the shoulder: "Don't worry, our theater will continue to operate as usual. No matter how they make trouble, I will not let Xiwan lose its territory."

At this moment, Xiaolong hurried over and said in a low voice: "Boss, I just received news that Dongwan has sent people to target several of our suppliers. I think they want to take revenge."

Su Hanze frowned and asked calmly, "Is the news reliable?"

Xiaolong nodded: "Reliable. Ah Liu is already dealing with it, but the supplier is also a little scared, we have to comfort him quickly."

Su Hanze nodded and said to the class owner, "Class owner, you take a rest first. I'll take care of something."

He turned to Xiaolong and said, "Immediately arrange for someone to talk to these suppliers and reassure them that no matter how the people in Dongwan make trouble, we can handle it."

Xiaolong left in response, and Su Hanze stood there, looking at the busy theater, but his heart was a little heavy. He knew that the pressure on Dongwan was increasing, and this struggle was far more complicated than he had imagined.

On the other side, in a high-end restaurant in Central, Lin Qiming was drinking red wine with several investors. The steak on the table had just been cut, but he was talking enthusiastically about the competition between East Bay and West Bay.

"Everyone, although Mr. Jin of Dongwan has radical methods, the scale of his project is indeed large. If it succeeds, the returns will be considerable." Lin Qiming said while cutting steak in a relaxed tone.

An investor frowned, "But I heard recently that Dongwan's capital chain is very tight, and suppliers are beginning to waver. If something goes wrong with the opening ceremony, can he hold on?"

Lin Qiming smiled slightly, put down his knife and fork, picked up the red wine glass and shook it: "It depends on whether he can survive this period. The capital market is like this, only those who can hold on can have the last laugh. As for Xiwan, their theater is a good idea, but it is still too difficult to win over Dongwan."

Another investor asked curiously: "Mr. Lin, who do you think will win in the end?"

Lin Qiming took a sip of red wine and said calmly: "The victory or defeat of East Bay and West Bay is not important. What is important is when we get off the bus."

Everyone at the table laughed, but no one said anything more. Everyone had their own calculations in mind, and the final outcome of this struggle might no longer be important.

Just as the various forces in Hong Kong Island were fighting openly and secretly, a sudden rainstorm hit the whole city. The construction site in East Bay was soaked by the rain and turned into a muddy mess. The construction of the opening stage was forced to stop again. Jin Shao stood at the edge of the construction site, the umbrella in his hand was almost blown over by the wind, and his anger was extremely dazzling in the rain.

"Tell them, no matter how heavy the rain is, the stage must be completed tomorrow! Whoever dares to be lazy will be punished!" His voice was drowned out by the sound of rain, but his anger made no one dare to disobey.

Meanwhile, in Xiwan, the theater staff were working overtime to check the equipment and make final preparations for the upcoming opening ceremony. Ah Liu stood backstage, watching the lights on the stage gradually light up, and couldn't help grinning: "This is good, our stage is much more beautiful than the one in Dongwan, let's see how they can still be so arrogant."

Xiaolong patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be too happy too soon. Those people in Dongwan are not vegetarians. We have to keep a close eye on them tonight and don't let them do anything weird again."

Ah Liu nodded, picked up the flashlight and walked towards the backstage exit: "Don't worry, I'm watching, no one can cause any trouble."

The rain in Hong Kong Island finally stopped, and the air was filled with the smell of damp earth.

At daybreak, the streets of Xiwan were already bustling again. The outer wall of the theater was covered with colorful flags, and several workers were busy putting up new billboards. Ah Liu stood at the entrance of the theater, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, constantly directing the trucks and movers coming and going.

"Put that light box here, don't drop it again! Who broke it yesterday, do you still want to work?" Ah Liu's voice was almost hoarse, but he didn't light the cigarette in his hand. He stared at the loaded truck driving away and breathed a sigh of relief: "This batch of goods has been delivered, it's really scary."

The skinny monkey slipped out from the back door, holding a dough stick in his mouth, grinning, "Sixth brother, is everything alright this time? I heard that Dongwan sent people to sabotage everywhere last night, but it was a pity that they failed. I guess Young Master Jin is so angry now."

Ah Liu rolled his eyes at him and said, "You keep talking nonsense all the time! Do you think our delivery of this batch of goods was so smooth? I was guarding the warehouse myself last night, and those people really came to block our way. Fortunately, we found a few more people in advance, otherwise the lighting would be ruined today."

The skinny monkey was stunned when he heard this, and quickly stuffed the dough stick into his mouth, and said incoherently: "Sixth brother, Young Master Jin is getting crazier and crazier with this trick. Does he still want us to host our opening ceremony?"

Ah Liu sneered, "The crazier he gets, the greater the threat we pose. If he was really that confident, he wouldn't have to keep an eye on us every day. Go call Xiaolong over, and arrange two more people to watch all the entrances today. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be thrown out."

The skinny monkey nodded and ran away. Ah Liu lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and looked back at the theater gate, but he still felt uneasy. At the same time, in Dongwan's office, Jin Shao was sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine in his hand. The construction site outside the window had stopped working, and the mud after the rain made everything look messy. He looked tired, but his eyes were still sharp.

"Zhang Hai, when will the new batch of stage equipment arrive?" He turned to look at Zhang Hai who was standing beside him, his tone filled with suppressed anger.

Zhang Hai wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "Master, we should be able to arrive this afternoon. However, the opening ceremony in Xiwan is also scheduled for tomorrow, and their publicity has already begun."

Young Master Jin placed his wine glass heavily on the table and sneered, "Publicity? So what if they have publicity? Once my opening ceremony starts, everyone will forget the existence of Xiwan. Go, invite as many celebrities as you can, no matter how much it costs. Also, have the media write a few more articles about 'Hong Kong Island's largest night market' and 'tens of millions spent in one night'. Pile them all up!"

Zhang Hai nodded, then hesitated for a moment: "Master, recently several suppliers have begun to move closer to Xiwan, should we..."

"Enough!" Young Master Jin stood up suddenly and interrupted Zhang Hai. "Whoever dares to go to Xiwan will pay the price! Zhang Hai, do you think I, Young Master Jin, am easy to bully?!"

Zhang Hai didn't dare to say more, he could only bow his head and retreat. He knew that Young Master Jin had been pushed too hard recently, but this kind of irritability would only make the situation more difficult to control.

On the other side, Su Hanze was meeting with several theater investors in a small teahouse. On the table was a pot of Tieguanyin and a few plates of snacks. Su Hanze was wearing a simple suit and looked calm and composed, but his eyes were always fixed on the person opposite him.

"Boss Su, we have invested a lot of money in the opening of the theater. What do you think about the pressure from East Bay? If something goes wrong on the opening day, can you guarantee that we won't lose money?" One of the middle-aged men wearing glasses asked, with a tentative tone in his voice.

Su Hanze smiled faintly, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "No matter how big the momentum of Dongwan is, it can't cover up their loopholes. Suppliers are out of stock, construction sites are delayed, and it is still a question whether their opening ceremony can be held as scheduled. As for Xiwan, we have stable stall owners and tourists. The theater is just icing on the cake and will not affect the overall situation."

Another investor nodded: "Boss Su, what you mean is that East Bay is nothing to be afraid of?"

Su Hanze put down his teacup, his eyes sharp. "I can't say it's nothing to be afraid of, but Dongwan has more problems than us. Their eyes are all on us, which means they are already afraid."

Several investors exchanged glances, seeming to agree with Su Hanze's confidence. At this moment, Ah Liu pushed the door open and whispered something into Su Hanze's ear.

After listening to this, Su Hanze frowned slightly, stood up and said to the investors: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have something to take care of. As for the opening ceremony, please rest assured that I will not let you down."

He turned and walked out of the teahouse, following Ah Liu to the street. Ah Liu whispered, "Boss, someone just discovered that Dongwan sent a few people to hang around our theater, and it seems that they are looking for an opportunity to cause trouble."

Su Hanze sneered: "They really are not giving up. Let Xiaolong arrange a few people to keep a close eye on them. Don't be polite when necessary."

Ah Liu nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly turned back and asked, "Boss, what do you think of Dong Wan's move this time?"

Su Hanze looked up at the sky in the distance and whispered, "The more anxious the people in Dongwan are, the more we must not panic. They are like a trapped beast now. As long as we keep calm, they will panic on their own."

The atmosphere in Hong Kong Island was particularly tense throughout the day. Construction sites in East Bay were working overtime, and theaters in West Bay were bustling with people, as everyone was busy preparing for the upcoming opening ceremony. But behind this competition, more conspiracies and calculations were quietly going on.

At night, the theater lighting in Xiwan was put into trial operation, and many tourists gathered on the street to watch. Ah Liu stood backstage, watching the lights on the stage switch over and over again, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"At least nothing went wrong." He muttered, turned and walked towards the exit, intending to patrol again.

At this moment, a strange man wearing a hat and a large windbreaker suddenly squeezed in from the crowd, his eyes flashing with ill intentions. He was holding a small bag in his hand and walked towards the theater with his head down.

Ah Liu immediately became alert and quickly chased after him: "Hey, that guy! Stop!"

The man heard the shout and suddenly quickened his pace, rushing directly to the back of the stage. Ah Liu gritted his teeth and chased after him, shouting, "Someone is causing trouble! Stop him!"

Xiaolong and a few others rushed over quickly and got entangled with the man. The bag fell to the ground with a muffled sound. The skinny monkey ran over to pick up the bag and opened it, and inside was a bottle of gasoline and a lighter.

Ah Liu looked at this scene with a terribly gloomy expression: "My goodness, these people in Dongwan are really crazy. We almost let them succeed."

Xiaolong panted, pressed the man to the ground, and said coldly: "Sixth brother, what should we do?"

Ah Liu sneered: "Call the police and ask them to come pick us up. We won't handle this kind of thing by ourselves."

The lights in the theater were still bright, but the air in West Bay became more solemn.

In the early morning of Hong Kong Island, the streets after the rain are illuminated by the morning light, and vehicles are splashing tiny drops of water on the wet ground.

In the tea restaurant, people who got up early have already started discussing the events of last night's Hong Kong Island with milk tea and pineapple buns. "I heard that the Sai Wan Theater caught a troublemaker who almost set the theater on fire!" "That was really cruel. This incident must be related to the East Bay!"

In a corner of the tea restaurant, Ah Liu was holding a bowl of hot salty porridge, eating with his head down, his mouth full of steam. Next to him sat a skinny monkey, who was sitting with his legs crossed, reading the news in the newspaper with a smug look on his face.

"Look, Sixth Brother, this newspaper is really sarcastic. 'The lighting of Sai Wan Theatre is on trial operation, a new hotspot for Hong Kong's nightlife.' Those people in Tung Wan will probably be furious when they see this." The skinny monkey grinned and looked up at Su Hanze who was walking in from the opposite side. "Boss Su is here!"

(End of this chapter)