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

Chapter 331 Fatty Rong has already started planning

Chapter 331 Fatty Rong has already started planning
"Boss, how are you going to deal with this?" asked Liu.

"Preparation?" Su Hanze chuckled. "They are already watching us. We just need to wait for them to make a move. Let's wait and see how they step into the trap step by step." He paused, as if thinking about something. "No hurry. The time has not come yet." He pointed to a report on the table. "Go and take a look at this list of goods. We need to know for sure how close the relationship between Young Master Jin and Mr. Zhou is."

Ah Liu took the document and nodded gently, "Yes, boss."

After Su Hanze watched him leave, he leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms over his chest, and a deep light flashed in his eyes. "In this scene, whoever strikes first will lose."

In the Dongwan Club, Young Master Jin was discussing the next action plan with Zhang Hai. The lights in the room were dim, and Young Master Jin's face was still grim, and he was obviously not satisfied with the current situation.

"Zhang Hai, Fatty Rong dared to spread the news like this, he must have his own plans behind it. We can't drag on the matter of the account book any longer." Young Master Jin said in a low and powerful voice.

Zhang Hai whispered, "Mr. Jin, we have to be prepared for anything. The news about Feizai Rong has spread far and wide, and we can't react too much, otherwise it will be too conspicuous."

Young Master Jin picked up the wine glass and shook it gently, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So what if it's conspicuous? These people are all playing their own games. Whoever dares to touch me must be prepared to bear the consequences."

"So, what's the next step?" Zhang Hai asked.

Young Master Jin slowly put down his wine glass, his eyes became sharp, "Keep waiting, wait for them to take action. Fatty Rong's plan is good, but we are not fools. Since the matter of the account book has spread, we might as well let them think that they are the leaders and wait and see them bite each other."

In the office of Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Mr. Zhou was still sitting at his desk, smoking a cigarette with a cold look in his eyes. Ah Hao pushed the door open and came in with a report in his hand, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Jin's people are already active around here, and it seems that they are keeping an eye on Fatty Rong."

Mr. Zhou took a deep puff of his cigarette, his eyes sharp, "Young Master Jin has already started to move? It seems that this situation has already led to an inevitable conflict. Go, find out every move of Fatty Rong and Young Master Jin, we can't let them do anything behind our backs."

Ah Hao nodded, "Understood, Mr. Zhou."

Mr. Zhou was silent for a moment, then looked out the window. "Fatty Rong Jinshao, A Biao and Lao Chen, they are all doing their own things. However, who will get to eat this piece of meat in the end depends on who has more patience."

Next to the warehouse at the dock, Lao Chen sat on a broken chair in the corner, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, with messy manifests and documents piled in front of him. His eyes scanned the surroundings, as if he was thinking about his next move.

Ah Ming walked over and whispered, "Brother Chen, Brother Biao's people brought weapons again tonight, and the atmosphere at the dock is getting more and more tense."

Lao Chen's face turned grim. "Bring weapons?" He laughed softly. "If they dare to move, I'll let them know what the rules are. Tell Brother Biao that the dock is Lao Chen's territory. If they dare to act wildly here, don't blame me for being rude."

"However, we cannot be too radical in following Boss Su's instructions," Amin reminded cautiously.

"Intense?" Old Chen sneered. "Su Hanze? He told us to hold on and wait for him to make a move. Okay, we'll hold on to the cargo list of Dongwan. But if he dares to interfere, I'll make him understand that this port is not something he can command alone."

He stood up and patted Amin on the shoulder. "Go, find a few brothers and get ready. No matter what Brother Biao and his gang do, we must firmly control this piece of land at the dock."

A few days later, the situation became more complicated. Feizai Rong began to spread rumors, and Jin Shao's people gradually increased their search in the Kowloon area, while Zhou SIR quietly began to look for the connection between Feizai Rong and Jin Shao behind the scenes. Everyone's eyes were focused on this "account book". Whoever could finally get it would be able to control the situation.

Behind all this, Su Hanze's face remained expressionless. He sat quietly in his office, continuing to analyze the game. "Don't move, keep waiting, the time has not come yet." He whispered to himself.

However, behind this apparent calm, a bigger storm is brewing.

Finally, on a rainy night, the situation suddenly changed. An incident suddenly occurred in Feizai Rong's casino, and Jin Shao's men had a fierce conflict with Biao Ge's men. Zhou SIR of Yau Ma Tei Police Station also began to investigate the collusion between Feizai Rong and Jin Shao. The entire Kowloon underground world instantly entered a white-hot state.

Mr. Zhou stood in front of the office window, looking at the heavy rain pouring down outside, with a sneer in his eyes, "The game has finally begun." He slowly turned around and said to Ah Hao, "Go, immediately keep an eye on the movements of Young Master Jin and Fatty Rong. Old Chen must also be monitored at all times."

Ah Hao nodded and left quickly.

In Mr. Jin's office, Zhang Hai stood beside him with a gloomy face, "Mr. Jin, the situation is out of control. Should we consider joining forces with Mr. Zhou, or..."

"Join hands?" Young Master Jin laughed softly, "Sir Zhou is just a passive pawn, we can't rely on him. I only care about one thing now - who can get out of this mess. Fatty Rong and Sir Zhou both think they are in control of the situation, but they are just puppets."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the thunder and lightning outside. "I'm waiting. Whoever reveals his true identity first will die."

Young Master Jin sat on the sofa in his office, squinting his eyes, watching the raindrops hitting the glass outside the window, as if he was thinking about something. He held a cigar in his hand, and the smoke lingered in the air, as if time had been stretched a few minutes. Zhang Hai stood aside, silent, as if waiting for Young Master Jin's instructions.

"Zhang Hai." Jin Shao suddenly spoke in a low voice, "How long do you think this game can last?"

"Boss, the situation is becoming increasingly complicated." Zhang Hai answered cautiously, "The rumors spread by Feizai Rong have caused Zhou Sir to start taking action, and the situation on Brother Biao's side should not be underestimated. Our enemies now are not only Feizai Rong, but also the people in Yau Ma Tei."

Young Master Jin took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke. "Sir Zhou? Oh, Sir Zhou is just a clown who wants to use this account to break through our defense. What we have to do is wait for him to reveal his flaws."

"So what is our goal now?" Zhang Hai asked.

"Keep watching and wait for them to start fighting each other." Young Master Jin said, "The rumors about this account book are getting louder and louder. Fatty Rong has a good plan, but he underestimated me. We don't need to be impatient. The situation will become chaotic on its own."

Zhang Hai nodded, clearly hearing the calmness and confidence in Jin Shao's words, "Yes, Jin Shao."

At the same time, on the streets of Kowloon, Feizai Rong's underground casino was in an unprecedented tense atmosphere. Xiao Hei stood aside, holding a report from the outside of the casino, his face slightly serious.

"Brother Rong, Young Master Jin has already started sending people to take action, and there's also a response from the dock." Xiao Hei said in a low voice.

"Mr. Jin? Haha, you finally couldn't help it." Fatty Rong sneered, his eyes flashing with a cold light. He held a cigar in his hand and took a light puff, "I knew they wouldn't be so quiet." "Brother Rong, what should we do next?" Xiao Hei asked.

Feizai Rong stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the rain-washed streets outside. "Keep spreading the word. Tell them about the account book. It's not just about Young Master Jin's bill of lading, but also about Mr. Zhou's dirty accounts, and even involves some transactions within the police station."

"Mr. Zhou?" Xiao Hei was a little surprised. "Isn't this a bit risky?"

Fatty Rong turned around, his eyes deep, "Risk? The more risky, the deeper they will fall. There is not only one winner in this game, everyone wants to drag others into it. Now, let's intensify their conflicts and see who can escape from this mess."

Xiao Hei nodded, understanding what Brother Rong meant, "Yes, Brother Rong, I'll make the arrangements."

At the same time, in the office of Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Mr. Zhou was staring at a document with a gloomy face. Ah Hao walked in and whispered, "Mr. Zhou, the rumors about Feizai Rong have started again. The dirty accounts in the account book have spread all over the city. Now it's not just Young Master Jin who is watching us, but Brother Biao's actions are also becoming more frequent."

Mr. Zhou put the document down and rubbed his brows. "I know that Fatty Rong and Mr. Jin want to use this chaos to rebuild their power. We can't just sit there and watch."

"So what should we do next?" asked Ah Hao.

"Keep applying pressure and disrupt their pace." Zhou Sir said coldly, "Go, keep watching Fatty Rong's movements. We must also be prepared for Young Master Jin's next move. Don't let them think we are sitting there waiting to die."

Zhou SIR looked at the night view outside the window, with a trace of deep thought in his eyes. "In this game of chess, everyone wants to make a move, and everyone wants to win at the last moment. However, victory always belongs to the most patient person."

At the Kowloon dock, Lao Chen was still sitting on the broken chair, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, with sharp eyes, as if he was considering the next move. Ah Ming came over and whispered, "Brother Chen, Brother Biao's people are making a big move today, bringing weapons with them, and the atmosphere at the dock is getting more and more tense."

"Bring weapons?" Lao Chen's expression changed slightly. "Who do they think they are? The dock is Lao Chen's territory. If they dare to fight here, I will let them know what the rules are."

"However, we can't be too radical in following Boss Su's instructions," Amin reminded.

"Intense?" Old Chen sneered, "Boss Su asked us to take the lead, but he was unwilling to take action. All right, I will hold on to the East Bay cargo list. As for Brother Biao, if he dares to break into the dock, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He stood up and patted Amin on the shoulder. "Go, inform the brothers and prepare their weapons. If Brother Biao's gang dares to come, we will teach them a lesson."

Old Chen watched Ah Ming leave, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "Whoever dares to move in this scene will fall into a deep pit."

A commotion broke out again in Feizai Rong's underground casino, and Jin Shao's men clashed with Biao Ge's men outside the casino. Feizai Rong sat in his office, watching his men report the situation, with a sneer on his face.

"Young Master Jin and Brother Biao, it seems that they have already started fighting each other." Feizai Rong shook his head, "But this is exactly what I want to see."

Xiao Hei stood nearby and whispered, "Brother Rong, should we continue to go out for a walk now?"

"Keep spreading the word." Feizai Rong nodded. "Tell them that the account book contains not only the dirty accounts of Young Master Jin and Mr. Zhou, but also Old Chen's transportation records. Let them all guess who has the strongest cards in his hand."

"Yes, Brother Rong." Xiao Hei nodded and turned around to make arrangements.

Fatty Rong leaned back on the sofa, staring coldly at the street scene outside the window. "In this scene, whoever takes action loses. The smartest ones are those who sit still."

At night, in the VIP room of the Dongwan Club, Young Master Jin sat on a luxurious sofa, his wine glass empty. Zhang Hai stood beside him, reporting the latest situation in a low voice.

"Young Master Jin, it seems that Fatty Rong has already started to make plans. Now Brother Biao's people and Lao Chen's forces have also begun to become active, and the situation has become more complicated."

Young Master Jin gently shook the wine glass in his hand, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, "Complicated? This is exactly the situation I want. The more complicated it is, the more likely they will make mistakes."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Hai asked.

"Keep observing, keep applying pressure." Young Master Jin sneered, "Do they think I, Young Master Jin, am afraid of them? Wait and see who will have the last laugh."

Fatty Rong was sitting on the sofa in the office. The cigar in his hand had not yet burned out, and the smoke slowly spread in the air.

The city lights outside the window flickered, shining on his face. His eyes were deep, as if he was planning something. Xiao Hei stood aside, waiting for his instructions. The tense atmosphere in the air was almost cut.

"Brother Rong, Young Master Jin has begun to show some signs of unrest. What do you plan to do?" Xiao Hei asked in a low voice.

"Not at ease?" Feizai Rong smiled softly, "When has he ever been at ease? Young Master Jin, that old fox, must be thinking about how to divide the cake, but he is just circling around now." He paused, "Keep spreading the word. Tell Young Master Jin that we know he is anxious, and the dirty things in the account book can expose him among these people."

Xiao Hei nodded and quickly went to make arrangements. Feizai Rong, however, remained calm, watching the raindrops hitting the glass outside the window with deep eyes.

A certain feeling deep in his heart made him alert that this game was becoming more and more complicated. It seemed that it was not just a contest of financial resources and power, but there were more uncontrollable factors happening quietly.

At the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Mr. Zhou's office was still brightly lit. Ah Hao had just returned from outside with a latest report. Mr. Zhou was sorting a pile of documents at his desk, his eyes deep, his fingertips occasionally tapping on the paper, as if he was waiting for something.

"Sir Zhou, here comes the latest news." Ah Hao said softly, "The rumors about Fatty Rong are getting louder and louder, and Young Master Jin has also started to take action. The situation seems to be accelerating."

(End of this chapter)

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