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

Chapter 278 What to do next?
Ah Liu nodded repeatedly, his face full of admiration: "Boss, you think too far ahead!"

On the rooftop of the Dongwan Nightclub, the atmosphere was so tense that it was suffocating. Young Master Jin sat on the sofa, his face livid, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, his knuckles white. In front of him was a thick stack of bills, and Zhang Hai stood aside with his head down, cold sweat almost dripping from his forehead.

"Why did all the stall owners run away?" Jin Shao asked through gritted teeth, his voice so low that it seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Master..." Zhang Hai said cautiously, "The stall owners can no longer hold on. There are fewer and fewer tourists in Dongwan these days, and many stall owners can't even make back their stall fees. In addition, the subsidies haven't arrived yet, so they naturally..."

"Bullshit!" Young Master Jin smashed his wine glass on the table, shattering it all over the floor. "I asked them to wait for the subsidy, can't they even wait a few days? These people are simply ungrateful!"

Zhang Hai lowered his head and did not dare to answer, but he sighed in his heart: the stall owners left not because of the few days of subsidies, but because the entire East Bay has lost its vitality. Jin Shao only saw the gambling in front of him, but ignored the stability of the foundation.

"What is the attitude of the Seventh Master?" Young Master Jin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Zhang Hai whispered, "Seventh Master's people have taken over the accounting office now, and they are re-examining all the cash flows. Young Master, you used several reserve funds before, and now the accounts are not consistent. Seventh Master's people are very dissatisfied..."

"They are not satisfied? Who do they think they are!" Young Master Jin roared and stood up suddenly. "Go tell Master Qi that I, Young Master Jin, can make money for him. This is the most important thing. If he dares to attack me, he will have no chance of getting away with it!"

Zhang Hai lowered his head, but he knew in his heart that Young Master Jin had very little confidence left, and even Master Qi could no longer tolerate his misbehavior.

In the square of Xiwan, the light show entered its final round. Tourists cheered and took photos, and the stall owners were busy with their business. Su Hanze stood on the high platform, watching all this quietly, without a trace of slackness in his eyes.

Xiaolong squeezed through the crowd and handed him a temporary statistics of tourists. His tone was full of excitement: "Boss, the number of tourists tonight has reached a new high! The income of the stall owners has increased by an average of 30%. Many stall owners have even volunteered to participate in our next round of event planning."

"A good sign." Su Hanze nodded and handed the data back to Xiaolong. "Both the tourists and the stall owners are stable. Next, we need to completely crush Dongwan and leave them no chance of recovery."

Xiaolong was stunned: "Boss, Dongwan is in such a mess now, is there any chance for Young Master Jin to turn things around?"

"Don't underestimate any opponent." Su Hanze said calmly, "Although Young Master Jin's game seems to be about to collapse, he still has one last card in the gamble. If he plays this card correctly, he may be able to turn the situation around."

"Then how do we deal with it?" Xiaolong asked.

"Gambling requires confidence." Su Hanze sneered, "Have someone keep an eye on the movements of the high rollers in East Bay. Once they find any problems with the funds, spread the news. As long as the high rollers' confidence collapses, Young Master Jin's game will be completely over."

Xiaolong nodded in agreement and turned around to make arrangements.

The number of people at the night market gradually increased, and the stall owners were very busy. Children excitedly shuttled between the stalls holding the newly bought candied haws, and the light show in the center of the square attracted countless tourists to stop and take pictures. Everything seemed calm, and the night market in Xiwan was as lively as usual.

Su Hanze stood in the backstage, holding a pen in his hand, sketching on the map on the table from time to time. Next to him stood Xiaolong, looking a little serious: "Boss, a brother just reported that Young Master Jin sent some people to sneak into our night market. They brought spray paint and iron bars, and it seems that they want to cause trouble."

"He finally couldn't hold it in anymore." Su Hanze sneered, put down his pen, walked to the window and took a look at the bustling square.

"Boss, should we take action in advance? Or call the police?" Xiaolong asked.

"No rush." ​​Su Hanze turned around and said calmly, "Tell the brothers to keep a close eye on these people and don't let them get close to the stalls and tourists. But don't do anything either. Let's see what they want to do first."

"I understand!" Xiaolong turned and ran out.

Not long after, Ah Liu also walked in quickly with a new report: "Boss, those guys who sneaked in have already started to act. Two of them tried to spray paint the back of the stalls and wrote slogans like 'Blood and Tears of Stall Owners'. A few others spread rumors among tourists, saying that the stall owners in Xiwan are being exploited and can't get any share of the profits at all."

"Young Master Jin is still so despicable." Su Hanze sneered, his eyes cold, "Send someone to keep a close eye on them. Don't do anything yet, let them continue to make trouble. When they make a big fuss, we will arrest them and send them directly to the police station."

Ah Liu nodded: "Boss, how about we ask a few brothers to pretend to be tourists and go over to confront them?"

"No need." Su Hanze waved his hand. "The people sent by Young Master Jin are just small characters. They can't cause any big trouble. Our focus is on the confidence of tourists and stall owners. We can't let their small actions affect us. Inform all stall owners to settle tonight's revenue share in advance and have them post the data on their stalls."

Ah Liu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Boss, do you mean to speak with facts?"

"That's right." Su Hanze's eyes were firm. "Let the tourists see for themselves how much money the stall owners make, and those rumors will naturally fall apart."

Ah Liu left as he was told. Not long after, the stall owners in the square posted their daily revenue slips in front of their stalls. Tourists couldn't help but sigh, "Business here is really good. No wonder so many stall owners are willing to stay."

A few guys who sneaked in also saw these data and panicked. One of them whispered, "Didn't they say that the stall owners in Xiwan are almost unable to make ends meet? Why are these profits so high?"

"Why bother with so much! Keep on spraying! As long as the matter becomes a big deal and the tourists don't believe it, that's enough!" said another person gritting his teeth.

However, their actions had already been noticed by the security guards of Xiwan. When they picked up the spray paint and were about to write the words "Xiwan Black Heart" on the outer wall of the theater, the security captain and several people quickly surrounded them.

"What are you doing?" the security captain sneered, holding a rubber baton in his hand.

The faces of those people changed, and they quickly pretended to be calm: "We...we just took a look! We didn't do anything!"

"Nothing? Then what's with the spray paint in your hand?" The security captain smiled coldly, "Sorry, troublemakers are not welcome here. Come with us to the backstage and have a chat."

Those people panicked and wanted to run away, but were stopped by the security guards who were prepared. One of them even tried to resist but was pinned to the ground.

At the same time, Xiaolong stood in the corner of the square and used gestures to notify his brothers who were ambushing nearby to capture the remaining few people who spread the rumors.

Soon, the troublemakers were controlled and taken to an empty room in the backstage. Su Hanze stood in front of them, looking at them coldly.

"Who sent you here?" His voice was calm, but oppressive. Several people lowered their heads and dared not speak. One of the strong men tried to speak toughly: "We are just passing by. We can't stand your black hearted exploitation of the stall owners, so we want to say a few fair words! What right do you have to arrest us?"

"Fair talk?" Su Hanze sneered, turned to Xiaolong and said, "Go, get a copy of the stall owner's receipt and let them see who is lying."

Xiaolong quickly brought a list of the day's earnings and slapped it on the table. When the guys saw the data, their faces turned pale.

"Did you see clearly?" Su Hanze said in a cold tone, "What you call 'the blood and tears of the stall owner' is nothing but a rumor spread by Young Master Jin."

Those people were completely speechless and lowered their heads, not daring to say another word.

"Check their identities and send them to the police station." Su Hanze waved his hand and said coldly, "Remember, the safety of stall owners and tourists is our bottom line. Anyone who tries to destroy Xiwan will not be able to get away easily."

"Understood!" Xiaolong and the security captain responded in unison, and then left with those people.

In the Dongwan Nightclub late at night, Jin Shao sat on the sofa, the cigarette in his hand had burned out, and his fingertips were burned but he didn't react. In front of him, Zhang Hai was standing with sweat all over his forehead.

"Master, all the people sent to Xiwan have been arrested..." Zhang Hai said in a low voice.

There was a flash of madness in Jin Shao's eyes, and he fiercely extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "So what if Xiwan arrests someone? As long as public opinion spreads, their situation will still be in chaos!"

Zhang Hai hesitated for a moment and whispered, "But Master, I heard that Su Hanze has already made public the revenue data of the stall owners. Both tourists and stall owners are on their side. The rumors we spread... don't seem to work."

Young Master Jin stood up suddenly and shouted through gnashing teeth, "Shut up! I don't believe I can't bring him down! Go! Contact more people and make a bigger fuss!"

Late at night on Hong Kong Island, the whole city seemed to be in silence except for the occasional sound of waves coming from the pier. However, in a brightly lit high-end apartment, undercurrents were still surging.

Su Hanze sat on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, with a huge map of Hong Kong Island in front of him. His eyes fell on an area marked as "Southeast Business Circle" on the map, which was the casino project recently developed by Jin Shao.

"Boss, the matter in East Bay is almost over. Are you going to take over this casino next?" Ah Liu sat opposite with some excitement on his face. "This is Young Master Jin's last trump card to turn the tables. If he takes this, he will be completely finished."

Su Hanze shook his head slightly and put the wine glass on the table: "It's not difficult to take over the casino, but we can't rob it openly. This place involves too many people. No matter how stupid Young Master Jin is, he still has the support of Master Qi behind him. We can't act rashly."

"So...what do you mean?" Ah Liu scratched his head, somewhat confused.

Su Hanze picked up a pen and drew a circle next to the "Southeast Business Circle" on the map: "Young Master Jin's casino is still in trial operation, and the customer flow is not high. Master Qi has not paid attention to it for the time being. But have you noticed that there is a company called 'Xinguang Logistics' nearby?"

Ah Liu blinked. "Xinguang Logistics? It seems to be engaged in cargo transportation. It has nothing to do with casinos, right?"

Su Hanze smiled faintly, his eyes meaningful: "On the surface, it is a logistics company, but in fact, they have financial dealings with Young Master Jin's casino. I suspect that this company is an intermediary station used by Young Master Jin to launder money."

When Ah Liu heard this, his eyes widened immediately: "Boss, are you saying that... all of Young Master Jin's illicit money was transferred through this logistics company?"

"It's very likely." Su Hanze nodded, "But there is no conclusive evidence yet. So, we need to find out the details of Xinguang Logistics and find the real connection between them and Young Master Jin."

"I understand! I'll arrange someone to check it out right away." Ah Liu quickly stood up and prepared for action.

"Wait." Su Hanze raised his hand to stop him, his tone calm but revealing a hint of deep meaning, "Don't check Shin Kong Logistics directly. Start with their customer list first, especially those companies that have frequent transactions but whose business is unreasonable. What we need is a clear capital chain, not to alert the enemy."

Ah Liu nodded: "I understand! I will have someone handle this in a low-key manner."

After Ah Liu left, Su Hanze leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and quickly sorted out his next plan in his mind.

Casinos, logistics companies, capital flows, every link is like an intricate web, and his task is to find the flaws in this web.

At the same time, in Mr. Jin's luxurious office, the atmosphere was so tense that it made people breathless.

"Master, there's news from Xinguang Logistics that several customers have suddenly stopped cooperating recently. They suspect someone is watching them in secret." Zhang Hai reported in a low voice, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Young Master Jin sat behind his desk, playing with an exquisite fountain pen in his hand, his eyes cold: "Someone is watching? Who is it?"

Zhang Hai hesitated for a moment and said, "It might be Su Hanze. He has been very active recently. Now that the stall owner's business is over, he may have set his sights on our casino."

"He really doesn't know how to live or die!" Young Master Jin slammed his pen on the table, his tone full of fury, "The casino is my bottom line. If he dares to touch it, I will make him die miserably!"

Zhang Hai said cautiously: "Master, do you want us to transfer the funds to other places first? What if Su Hanze really finds out..."

"No need." Jin Shao sneered, "Funds are the least likely thing to go wrong. What can Su Hanze find out? It's just a guess."

"So what should we do next?" Zhang Hai asked tentatively.

Young Master Jin narrowed his eyes, his eyes revealing a hint of ruthlessness: "Contact the people from Xinguang Logistics and ask them to clean up all sensitive accounts. At the same time, spread false news that the casino will cooperate with several large companies recently. I want Su Hanze to lose sight of the point and mess up his own situation."

Zhang Hai nodded: "I understand. I'll arrange it right away."

Young Master Jin stood up and walked to the French window, overlooking the night view of Hong Kong Island. He sneered, "Su Hanze, no matter how much trouble you can make, I don't think you can win this time."

(End of this chapter)