Hong Kong General: I am the leader of Hongxing, I just want to make money

Chapter 60 Qin Fan and Da D did nothing, Lin Huaile and Deng Bo were finished
At the weekend, at the He Liansheng headquarters, the leaders of the eight major halls and the leaders of several relatively important small halls arrived here early. However, the Deng Bo they were waiting for did not show up.

Chuanbao sat on the chair, shifting his body uneasily, and muttered in a low voice: "Like the emperor."

Although his voice was small, it was clearly heard by everyone.

Everyone had a strange expression.

At this moment, a steady and slightly majestic voice sounded: "Chuanbao, what are you talking about? Although I am old, my ears are still very sharp."

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the door, and they saw Deng Bo walking into the meeting room slowly with a big belly. Although his steps were slow, they carried an invisible pressure.

Uncle Deng walked straight to the main seat and sat down, his eyes slowly sweeping over the crowd, his eyes revealing a majesty that had been accumulated over the years.

Chuanbao smiled awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood, and said, "You're getting fatter."

"I have a kind heart and a fat body." Uncle Deng retorted bluntly.

Deng Bo's eyes swept through the crowd again, and finally landed on Big D, and he scolded: "Big D, the leader has been selected, stop making trouble."

"Uncle Deng, you misunderstood. I'm not here to select the leader, but to help everyone get rich." Big D confidently took out a pile of contracts, his face filled with excitement. "The God of Wealth is willing to take us to play."

"God of Wealth Fan!" There was a sudden gasp in the conference room. The name of God of Wealth Fan was well-known in the societies of Hong Kong Island.

"We can also get rich without doing anything like Dongxing and Hongxing." A hall master said excitedly, his eyes full of longing.

Bang, bang, bang... Uncle Deng knocked hard on the table, and the noise in the conference room stopped instantly. Uncle Deng said solemnly, "We can certainly make more money more safely by cooperating with Qin Fan, but in that case, He Liansheng will be controlled by Qin Fan financially. In the future, whether he will give you money or not will depend on his words."

Everyone looked thoughtful; Deng Bo's worries were not unreasonable.

Big D disagreed. He smiled and said, "Hongxing, Dongxing, and Sanlian have all invested. Not to mention Qin Fan, even Li Chaoren doesn't dare to offend so many people at once."

Everyone was whispering to each other, discussing the pros and cons of cooperating with Qin Fan.

Deng Bo stood up, his eyes firm and serious. "Qin Fan's next step is to ask you to give up the gray and black industries like the people in Dongxing and Hongxing. Will you give up? If you give up, will you still be the boss?" After saying that, Deng Bo left the meeting room angrily.

Upon hearing this, several hall masters who were used to doing illegal business also stood up and left the meeting room.

Big D knew that he needed to give everyone some time to think about it, so he smiled and said, "Everyone take the contract to the law firm and think carefully before making a decision."

Everyone nodded and left the meeting room with mixed feelings.

Ten minutes later, at Deng Bo's home.

Deng Bo sat on the sofa and angrily said to several hall masters: "These idiots don't understand that it doesn't matter who the money belongs to, but who controls the money is important."

"Brother Wei, calm down." A hall master who was an uncle gently tried to calm Uncle Deng down.

"Yes, Uncle Deng, calm down." Other hall masters also spoke up to persuade Uncle Deng.

Just then, a younger brother came in from outside and said, "Uncle Deng, several hall masters, Brother Le is here."

Deng Bo's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope. He hurriedly said, "Let him in."

Soon, Lin Huaile, who looked loyal, walked in.

Deng Bo pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Sit down."

Lin Huaile sat at the side.

"Did you know that Qin Fan is planning to cooperate with us?" Deng Bo asked slowly, his eyes fixed on Lin Huaile, trying to see his thoughts from his expression.

"I see." Lin Huaile replied, his tone calm, without the slightest panic. "Do you agree to cooperate with Qin Fan?" Deng Bo continued to ask.

"I disagree. Once we cooperate, we will become toothless tigers like Tung Sing and Hung Hing." Lin Huaile said firmly.

He longed to be the leader, partly for money, but mostly for power. If power fell into Qin Fan's hands, what would be the point of him being the leader?

Deng Bo showed an admiring expression on his face. He couldn't help but reach out and punch Lin Huaile on the shoulder a few times. "Ah Le, you will be the next leader."

"Thank you, Uncle Deng." Lin Huaile showed a surprised expression.

A week later, major changes took place in He Lian Sheng. Lin Huaile got his wish and took the leading position. Lin Huaile had said before that he would lead He Lian Sheng to attack Tsim Sha Tsui, but was laughed at by Chuanbao. So the first thing he did after taking office was to attack Tsim Sha Tsui. Tsim Sha Tsui is the nest of Hong Kong Island's gangs.

Within a few days, there were heavy casualties, and news of the conflict even appeared in newspapers of various countries.

Two weeks later, after paying a huge price, Lin Huaile finally captured Tsim Sha Tsui.

The first thing he did was to go viral.

Five weeks later, in Lin Huaile’s villa.

Lin Huaile admired the villa he had just bought for tens of millions, and he was very excited. He finally lived in the villa.

"A Le, quit while you're ahead." Uncle Deng, whose belly had grown a lot bigger, said with a hint of worry in his tone.

"I understand, Uncle Deng, you are old, so you should rest more." Lin Huaile's attitude was much more perfunctory than before, as if he had forgotten Uncle Deng's support and help.

Deng Bo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are right, I really should take a rest." But he secretly cursed himself for being wrong.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and soon a team of armed police rushed in.

The leading police officer said, "Lin Huaile, you are under arrest."

"What crime have I committed?" Lin Huaile asked calmly. He was not worried at all. The business of selling fans was operated by others. Even if he was caught in the act, it would be difficult to pin it on him.

The leading police officer sneered: "Lin Huaile, we have tapped your tapes and piled them all over the table. Do you still think you can get away?" The police's words were like a bolt from the blue, and Lin Huaile fell into despair. He knew that he was doomed this time.

"Who is the undercover?" Lin Huaile swept his men with a terrifying gaze.

Some of the subordinates looked calm, while others did not dare to look at Lin Huaile.

"Officer, there are 50,000 people in Heliansheng. If they arrest us all, Hong Kong will be in chaos."

Deng Bo stood up.

"Haha, take it away!"

The police rushed forward.

Several gangsters tried to resist and were shot dead by the police on the spot.

The rest all behaved themselves.

Not long after, Lin Huaile was sentenced to life imprisonment, and those who followed him as a fan were also sentenced to more than ten or twenty years.

Because Uncle Deng is too old and has a lot of illnesses, he is temporarily staying in the hospital.

(End of this chapter)