Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 1: My name is Handsome Sheng
I was only twelve years old when I met Brother Hongtai. At that time, he was very powerful and was the boss of the entire Yau Ma Tei. He often played football on the court in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Of course, that was eight years ago!

For Hong Kong in 1978, it was really too far away!

But then again, the Tung Lian Society was very powerful at the time and had set up shop in Yau Tsim Mong. The nine Tung Lian Society members were all very resourceful.

Brother Hongtai, as the leader of the Tung Lian Society, is different. He helped the Tung Lian Society to make Yau Ma Tei uniform. So powerful!

Even a reporter from Time magazine flew from across the ocean to Hong Kong to do an exclusive interview with Brother Hongtai.

But no one knows whether the report was finally published in Time magazine.

Even dwarf mules can’t show up on stage, but being interviewed by major international media is quite impressive!
Hong Kong's entertainment tabloids once did a statistics and found that the average lifespan of dwarf mules in Yau Tsim Mong was four months. After four months, they were either killed or fled to Thailand.

In other words, the bosses of entertainment venues have to change their bosses to pay the bills every four months.

After all, in the whole Yau Tsim Mong area, there are more than a thousand bars, more than two hundred karaoke bars, more than eight hundred food stalls and restaurants, more than thirty billiard halls, roller skating rinks, and video game arcades, and more than a hundred Finnish saunas, bathhouses, and massage rooms.

There are more than 300 valet parking spots on the street.

In Tsim Sha Tsui alone, the protection fee is more than 10 million per month.

In terms of store density, even New York's Times Square lags behind by more than one level.

The more business there is, the more money there is to make, and the more money there is to make, the more dwarf mules there are.

That's too far!
My nickname is Handsome Sheng, my real name is Chi Mengli, my nickname is A Sheng, and I work in the mixed water room.

There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames. Liang is handsome, and because I look pretty good, my friends call me Liangsheng.

There are many underworld gangs in Hong Kong. Among ten young people, six are gangsters. When there are more gangsters, they will be divided into different levels. The most powerful ones are the four old and four new.

The four elders are Hehetu, Heliansheng, Xinji and Haoshubang.

The four new ones are Donglian, Dongying, He'anle and Yiqun.

Shuifang is He Anle. Because it was originally a soda factory alumni association, friends on the Hong Kong street jokingly called He Anle Shuifang.

I am a humble man, just the old man in the water room.

Sijiu refers to ordinary members of the society who join the society through an initiation ceremony.

Four times nine equals thirty-six, and because one needs to recite the Hongmen Thirty-Six Oaths when joining the society, it is named Forty-Nine.

If someone has not been upgraded after three years of joining the club, he will be jokingly called "Old Four Nine".

But there is another saying in the Hong Kong underworld that the old 49 is better than the new 426, and 426 is the red stick.

The white hair is rolling down the green hill, and the face has changed when I returned at the age of seven.

People may be young but pine trees are old, and from then on right and wrong fall into the world.

According to legend, this was created by Monk Hongren of the Tang Dynasty after his resurrection. It is absolutely true that it reflects my current situation.

In his previous life, he practiced martial arts. He started learning boxing at the age of six and became a member of the Bagua School. At the age of seven, he became the Jilin Province Youth Wushu Champion. At the age of ten, he made his mark in the National Wushu Competition. At the age of eighteen, he was a Wuying-level athlete.

However, fate is unfortunate. My life is the same as the fate of martial arts in my previous life. Before it reached its peak, it began to go downhill.

Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, ALS for short, is also known as Lou Gehrig's disease.

There is a saying in the underworld: You will never go to a police station when you are alive, and you will never go to a medical clinic when you are dead.

But my condition progressed quickly and I had to go into the hospital. I was soon bedridden and lasted for half a year before I died of respiratory failure.

As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them again, he was transformed into the body of a dwarf mule with the same name and surname.

The original owner was also unlucky. He got into a conflict while drinking in a bar and was hit on the head with a wine bottle. He died on the way to the Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Kowloon.

There were opportunities everywhere in Hong Kong in the 1970s. If I had chosen, I would definitely not join a gang and become a short mule with no future.

But then again, the original owner's father died early, his mother worked odd jobs, he himself graduated from junior high school, didn't speak English, was born in a housing estate in Kwun Tong, and couldn't make a living as a beggar, so he could only go out on the street as a beggar.

Once you enter the world of martial arts, it is like entering a deep ocean. There is no way back, not even for the rest of your life.

Going too far again!

The reason I came to see my childhood idol today is because our brother Hongtai took a large sum of money from the bathroom, learned how to trade stocks from others, and lost everything he had.

There were eight or nine installments that had not been repaid, not to mention the ever-increasing interest. When other brothers in the group came to him to collect the debt, he said that they were short of money recently. When they talked about money, he said he had a headache and needed to see a doctor.

After several months of tossing and turning, Lao Ding Shenxian Jin knew everything and sent himself to have tea and discuss matters with Brother Hongtai.

Brother Hongtai decided to hold the negotiation at the Heyi Restaurant in Temple Street, which was also his territory.

"Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, the cigarettes you asked for."

Chi Mengli, who was leaning on the railing in a daze, was attracted by the shouting of his younger brother Bo Xidong. He came to his senses and took the DHS cigarettes handed to him by Bo Xidong.

"Brother Sheng, nowadays, it's very popular among big guys to draw Hong Wan. All the male stars in Hollywood movies draw Hong Wan."

"There's a new Marlon Brando movie at nine tonight. Brother Sheng, I've made an appointment with Xiaomei, and I have an extra ticket. Do you want to go watch it together?"

"But there are a lot of losers at the door of the restaurant. Do you want to call the boss and ask him to bring more people?"

The cigarettes smoked by foreigners are raw tobacco, that is, mixed tobacco, while domestic cigarettes are mostly flue-cured tobacco. Chi Mengli couldn't get used to the mixed tobaccos smoked by foreigners, so after choosing among them, she found that only Hongshuangxi was most to her taste.

If given a choice, he would rather smoke Liquan.

Chi Mengli opened the plastic bag, knocked the cigarette butts a few times, took out two cigarettes, and threw them to his younger brother Bo Xidong who had a worried look on his face.

"What are you doing? Boss, I'm not blind. I can see people. There's no use having more people! I'm not going to kill anyone."

"We are here to serve tea and talk business, not to interfere."

"As for your movie ticket, I've given it to someone else. Boss, I don't like being a light bulb."

"gone!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Chi Mengli glanced at the Hong Lao on his wrist and found that the time was already 7:20 in the evening. There were only ten minutes left before the tea was served, so he stood up and prepared to meet his childhood idol, Hong Tai Ge.

Hong Kong people cannot live without Rolex, just as the West cannot live without Jerusalem.

If you don't have any money to work in the underworld, your brothers in the underworld don't look down on you, but they don't see you.

But the cheapest real gold Rolex costs at least 88,000 yuan, which is not something a poor old man like him can afford.

So the gold Rolex on his hand is a fake watch.

But it is not accurate to say that Ganglao is a fake watch. Ganglao does not refer to the place, but to this kind of half-real and half-fake goods.

Hong Kong Lao uses K gold demolding to make watch cases and bracelets. The real Rolex is 18K gold. Conscientious merchants will use 10K gold for you, while unscrupulous ones will use 8K gold or 6K gold.

The movement and hands are all from the manufacturer. This kind of assembled watch is salvaged from Hong Kong, and is differentiated by the number of genuine parts.

A watch with five genuine parts is called a "Zhengwu" and a watch with seven genuine parts is called a "Zhengqi". The one on Chi Mengli's wrist is quite special, called a "Zhenger". This means that there are only two genuine parts in the whole watch.

The merchant was afraid that it would be too exposed and affect his future business, so he forced him to choose the dial and hands. However, this surprisingly fake Hong Kong Rolex was the only valuable item on his body that could support his appearance.

Seeing the dwarf mule end up like this is enough to make anyone cry and anyone who hears about it feel sad.

Chi Mengli put the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth on the trash can to put it out, then adjusted his jeans. This was the most popular outfit nowadays, and every dwarf had one.

He pushed himself with his hands, imitated the movement of a Dongguan boy jumping over the hurdles, and slid over the railing smoothly, walking towards the Heyi Restaurant across the street.

Bocaidong, who was one step behind, was impressed by his boss's cool moves and wanted to imitate him, so he just stuck his head in the crotch and followed him with a grin.

Heyi Restaurant. Looking at the sign, you can tell that the restaurant is either owned by a society or opened by someone from the society.

When Chi Mengli walked to the front of the restaurant, Donglian Hongtai's younger brothers immediately rushed forward and surrounded him.

"What are you doing? I'm here to negotiate. If you want a fork, then fine, I'll leave now and tell my boss. Then our Shuifang will fight you Donglian from day to night."

"In the end, no one had any business. The police swept all the businesses of the two families, and everyone was left begging on the streets."

"What do you say, Brother Duck?"

When it comes to fighting, Chi Mengli has never been afraid of anyone. People who practice martial arts must have three kinds of energy: courage, banditry, and viciousness. Coincidentally, he has all three.

The other side had more people, but he was not afraid at all. He went straight forward and pointed at the leading guy, Big Mouth Duck. This guy was the leader of Hongtai. He had big breasts but no brains. The idea of ​​showing off his power must have been thought up by this guy.

"Handsome Sheng, you're so fucking awesome."

"According to the rules of the underworld, you can't fight when you're arguing. My boss is waiting for you on the second floor. We can settle the rest of the account later."

Big Mouth Duck didn't dare to break the rules of the underworld, so he could only say a few harsh words to make the arrogant man in front of him be careful.

"Depend on!"

Chi Mengli directly knocked the big-mouthed duck away. He didn't dare to fight and his eloquence was not good. Donglian News Agency really has no talents.

But then again, those smart ones all go to apply to HKU, so who would want to be a dwarf mule?

There was a crowd of people blocking the main entrance, so it would be strange if the business of Heyi Restaurant was good.

There are more than a dozen tables in the hall. Even though it is dinner time, there is no customer at any table. The waiters are gathered together chatting. When they see a customer coming into the store, they immediately greet them with a smile on their faces.

"gentlemen."

"I have an appointment. I'm looking for Brother Hongtai."

Chi Mengli didn't give the waiter a chance to introduce himself and directly stated his purpose.

When the waiter heard that the person was looking for a VIP on the second floor, he wanted to take him upstairs, but was waved away by Big Mouth Duck who walked in. This guy led the way and took Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong to the second floor.

There were a few short guys standing on the second floor. They were all Hongtai's younger brothers. When they saw Big Mouth Duck, they greeted him one after another, and then looked fiercely at Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong who were following behind.

"Boss, the people are here."

Dakouya walked over to Hongtai who was playing mahjong and whispered.

"Bang, Zephyr."

Hongtai, who played a West Wind card, then looked up at Chi Mengli who was standing at the door and said impatiently, "What is Shenxian Jin doing! He said he wanted to negotiate, so he didn't come himself and sent a idiot to talk to me."

"The order of seniority is messed up. Now any rotten fish or shrimp can come out to talk about the order. Is there no talent left in the bathroom?"

"I still say that I don't have the money recently. Please give me some time. I am not a debtor in Hongtai. As long as the futures go up, I will pay you back immediately."

"There are still a few thousand dollars on the table. Consider it my repayment for this period!"

"Now that you're done chatting, get out of here right away. Don't bother me playing cards. I've been losing tonight. I'm so unlucky!"

The debt was over 1.8 million, including the interest, it would be 3.8 million, a few thousand? Not even enough for today's interest.

Of course Chi Mengli couldn't leave, so he pulled over a chair, sat on it, took out a Double Happiness cigarette from his pocket, and lit one for himself.

"Brother Hongtai, that's not what I meant. We signed a contract, and it has a repayment period."

"Lao Ding was afraid that things would get too ugly, so he sent me, a fool, to remind Brother Hongtai."

"It's only 3.8 million. For Brother Hongtai, it's a small sum. If Brother Hongtai doesn't have that much cash, then forget it."

Chi Mengli was ridiculed, but she still had a smile on her face. She flicked the ash from her cigarette and said everything she needed to say.

"Just let it go like this? Is Shenxian Jin planning to open a charity?"

"I want to see what tricks you have to play."

"You're brave enough. What's your name?"

Hongtai became interested and grabbed the cards, looking at Chi Mengli who was sitting at the door with his tiger eyes.

"Brother Hongtai, my friends in the underworld all call me Handsome Sheng. It's just a compliment from everyone."

"You have three nightclubs in Yau Ma Tei. We took a small loss and ran them for five months. After five months, the money was paid and the clubs were returned to you intact."

Chi Mengli threw the cigarette butt onto the carpet and stomped it out, then began to explain with a smile on her face.

Hongtai felt that either there was something wrong with his ears or there was something wrong with Shenxianjin's brain. How could the venue still be rented out?

This is really a fucking show!

Besides, can Donglian Society get back the place it has lent out?

Only when the fish eats the fat in its stomach will it vomit it out.

Once the water room takes over the place, they will definitely put up a flag and replace everyone inside and outside with their own people. By then, there won’t even be any valet parking business!

All the younger brothers under his command have gone to starve!
"The place we have at Donglian Society cannot be bought with money."

"Go back and tell Shen Xian Jin that he can bully others in Tsim Sha Tsui East, but if he tries to reach out to Yau Ma Tei, I will chop off his hands."

"Handsome guy wins, right? While I'm in a good mood, don't break the rules of the underworld, and get out of here right away, or I'll give you a cement coffin."

Hongtai held the cards in his hand upright again, indicating that there was nothing to talk about.

Big Mouth Duck walked up to Chi Mengli, pointed his finger at his head arrogantly, and shouted loudly: "Get out! I told you to get out!"

Talk is broken!
Chi Mengli stood up, patted the ashes off his jeans with his hand, tilted his head, looked at Hongtai behind Dakouya, and said, "Brother Hongtai, is there nothing to talk about?"

"There is nothing to discuss. Even if the Fairy Brocade comes, there is nothing to discuss."

"Silly Zhong was careless for a moment, which is why the stinky guy Shenxianjin took advantage of the opportunity. I am not stupid and loyal. If he wants to complain, I, Hongtai, will be there to accompany him at any time."

(End of this chapter)