Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 169: 65: The sign with the word "head" must be paid

Do left with a smile on his face.

Seeing his ex leaving contentedly, Chi Mengli picked up the pipe, took out a Double Happiness cigarette from it, put it in his mouth and lit it. After taking two puffs, he flicked the ash into the thermos.

Life is like this, one lie after another. If you want to live a good life, don't take other people's promises seriously.

Chi Mengli believed it, and Do didn't believe the lies coming out of her mouth either. Please! She was a singer, she had heard all kinds of sweet words, so how could she believe the loyalty of the young and dangerous guys?

By North!

But Do has no other way to go now. If she stays on Tian Si's ship, she will be eaten up in less than a month. She can only take the risk of jumping off the ship.

If she hadn't been able to get in touch with the Eight-Faced Buddha through Yaqi, it would have been her who was killed last night, not Sha Laosha.

You always have to pick out a stupid chicken and slaughter it to scare the disobedient monkeys. Do is neither too big nor too small, neither fat nor thin, just right.

In the Hong Kong underworld, there is only one Qi Weiwen, and there will only be one Qi Weiwen.

After all, when Do was sixteen years old, he did not have the courage. On New Year's Eve, he took a sharp axe and followed Liu Geqing, the leader of the third group of the Military Control Commission's Action Group, into the home of Chen Lu, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the pseudo-Hongkou Reform Government, and sent him to heaven, boosting the confidence of the people.

Nor did he have the courage to go to the banquet alone, carrying explosives with him, and single-handedly kill the deputy director of the pseudo-Suzhou Public Security Office.

Qi Weiwen is determined to burn his boats and put himself at the table. Many famous bosses in the underworld have this kind of ruthlessness.

If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of thousands of years.

Once you sit at the poker table, you must be willing to sacrifice your life and have the courage to dethrone the emperor. If you are hesitant and afraid of both wolves in front and tigers behind, you will not be able to accomplish anything.

Thinking of this, Chi Mengli threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the thermos.

Bocai Dong witnessed the whole process of Brother Sheng comforting Sister Do. He also realized that there was absolutely no possibility of the two getting back together. It was all acting. He sighed in his heart and said, "Brother Sheng, this week's lottery business has been drawn, and joy has been delivered."

"That's 160,000 in total!"

"There are a lot of jokes. Should we open a casino ourselves? The two new football fans' bars are doing good business and are full of customers every day. Should we open a few more?"

Bo Xidong opened the cabinet and took out the bag that Huanxi had sent in the morning. He had already counted it and found that it was exactly 160,000 yuan, not a penny less. He put the bag on the desk.

He opened the bag, which was full of banknotes. Chi Mengli selected two stacks and threw them to Bocai Dong, which was pocket money for this loser this week. Then he selected another 30,000 and put them in his pocket.

When a big boss goes out, he still has to have 20,000 or 30,000 yuan in his pocket, just like the gold Rolex on his wrist, just in case.

Of the remaining 110,000, 30,000 was given to the gang leader, 30,000 was given to the boxing champion, 10,000 was kept in the gang's account and used to pay bail for his henchmen, and the remaining 40,000 was all put into his own small treasury. When he saved up 100,000, he would open a boxing bar or a fan bar.

Bocaidong put the money given by Brother Sheng into his pocket. He was short of money recently. Xiaomei saw a stall in Mong Kok and wanted to buy it, but he didn't have enough money, and with the 20,000, he would have enough.

Chi Mengli sorted the banknotes in the bag, opened the door of the safe, put the money in, then took out the banknotes that Guo Guohao had sweated on, and put them on the table.

"Call Hei Ah Hu, he is the white paper fan of the gang, and ask him to pay the debt. By the way, give the commission from this Zhou Bo Dan business to Boxing King Sheng, the loser."

"Do you know any henchmen from the Donglian Society? It would be best if they are from the same gang as Dakouya and are disloyal to him!"

Hei Ah Hu is the most suitable scapegoat. After all, he is the white paper fan of the Yau Ma Tei gang and is in charge of accounting. It is reasonable and logical for him to be so.

Chi Mengli drooled when he saw the Donglian Society's land in Yau Ma Tei. It would be a great investment to let Dakouya manage such a good land.

"Yes, Hongtai's former boss, Sha Qiantian, took the blame for Hongtai and just recently came out of the ancestral hall (Stanley). Hongtai died, but Dakouya refused to admit it. It was only when Shushenggui stepped in that Dakouya gave him two rotten horse stables to look after."

"Shark Sky will definitely give Big Mouth Duck a good beating if it lets out the wind."

People who are unhappy with Dakouya can line up from the beginning of Guangdong Road to the end of Guangdong Road. Everyone hopes that Dakouya will die soon to make room for everyone.

There are only a few positions at the top of the gang. If the men wearing straw sandals and white paper fans are not the confidants of the gang leader, then their voice in the gang is close to zero and no one will follow them.

Take the white paper fan Na Wen of Boxing Champion Sheng for example. As a white paper fan, he has never even seen the account book of the gang and can only make a living by guarding his own strip bars.

There is only one position where you can make money and show off your power, and Big Mouth Duck sits on it. There is no hope for others, unless the knife is turned inward. But the family rules are hanging over your head, and whoever violates them will lose his life.

Bo Xidong thought about it and then mentioned the suitable candidate.

"Spread the news that Dakouya founded Tiansheng Company to Shashatian. When this Pujie gets the news, he will definitely trick Dakouya."

"Go to Parkes Street and rent a place. Find a way to bribe the scoundrels under Big Mouth Duck and rent it in his name. After renting it, find a way to make this idiot shut up."

"Don't worry about the rest, Beibi will do it." Chi Mengli lit another cigarette and said calmly.

Bo Xidong nodded, indicating that he could handle it.

After receiving the call, Hei Ahu and Beibi appeared in Chi Mengli's office one after another. After hearing Chi Mengli's instructions, Hei Ahu put the money into his pocket and delivered the money to Bai Gusheng and Quan Wangsheng.

Beibi was sitting on the sofa. When he saw Hei Ah Hu leave, he immediately stood up, walked to the front of Chi Mengli's office, and listened to his godfather's instructions.

"I have some business to do with Do recently. I have already talked to her. Soho Bar is yours now. Go talk to the head of Soho Bar and tell him that the renovation fee of the bar and the losses during this period will all be charged to me."

"Let him write a bill. I'll pay him back no matter how much he writes. You buy a flower basket and put it at the door of the Soho Bar."

"Inform all the brothers on the Internet that if anyone comes to cause trouble, it means they are not giving face to me, the handsome guy."

"Is the dirty rat you were asked to prepare ready?"

Chi Mengli threw a Double Happiness cigarette to Beibi and asked him whether he had done what he had asked him to do.

"The big circle guys are too conspicuous now. I found three Annan guys, three brothers who just escaped from the tent area. They are so cruel and brave!"

"Don't underestimate their age, but they are all good at playing with fire. As long as they are paid enough, they are willing to do anything." Seeing that there were no outsiders in the office, Beibi spoke immediately.

An Nanzi?! Three brothers?! It can’t be such a coincidence!

Three top heroes immediately emerged in Chi Mengli's mind. They had no problem doing things on the set, except that they could not cooperate in transporting goods. As soon as the three brothers transported goods, the Dragon King of the South China Sea would be unhappy and it would either be windy or rainy.

Regardless of whether they are the three brothers in the wind or rain, the work has to be done by someone, and it is best if they have no criminal record, so the police can't find out. "Okay, prepare three long fires for them, and give each of them 10,000 yuan for living expenses. After the work is done, I will pay 300,000 yuan in cash, and we will be even from now on."

Chi Mengli wanted to continue talking, but when she saw Beibi's hairstyle, she smiled. This guy had a shaved head and a scar on his head. He must have heard that Do was coming to deliver soup, so he shaved his head deliberately to protest against her.

"Baby, I know you took a bottle of wine for me and were exposed. You feel very wronged. So, I recently cooperated with my boss to open a fruit and seafood supermarket, and also a Japanese food restaurant."

"Everyone knows Sheung Wan. There are many rich people in Central. I will open a fruit and seafood supermarket for you in Sheung Wan."

"This is a legitimate business. We are not afraid of police investigations. It is protected by law."

"No matter how much resentment you have in your heart, it should all go away now. It's difficult for a boss like me. After a while, when you are in power, you will understand."

The subordinates felt unbalanced and resentful. There were only two reasons for this: either they did not give enough money, or they did not show enough emotion.

Chi Mengli decided to take a two-pronged approach, providing Zhengxing with financial support while hinting to Beibi that he would be able to take the top position after a while.

Beibi was silent for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood.

"Okay, throw away this thermos bucket. It's annoying just looking at it. I'll let you know when we're going to do something."

"Take good care of your injuries and wipe away all the unhappy things like chalk writing."

Chi Mengli nodded, stood up, put his arm around Beibi's shoulders, put the thermos bucket sent by Do in Beibi's hand, and personally escorted him out of the office.

Bo Xidong was furious when he saw Beibi acting like that. After he saw Beibi leave the office, he said, "Brother Sheng, Beibi is such a loser. He is so rude now. I need you to explain it to him."

"I forgot about this. If it weren't for you, Brother Sheng, he would have had his legs broken and thrown into the sea to feed the turtles."

"I'll give him a lung!"

"Haha, this is a different time! Beibi did nothing wrong. He must give an explanation to know my attitude."

"If Do and I really reconcile, he will be the first one to suffer. Do will not tolerate him no matter what. That's why he shaved his head to show me that everything he did was not out of personal vengeance and he was just following my orders."

"Just to give you some peace of mind."

"Okay, I just finished my meal and I'm not feeling well. I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I'll go to a sauna and get comfortable."

"gone."

Chi Mengli put on his suit jacket and invited Bo Xidong to go to the sauna to relax.

It is impossible for the entire society to be of one mind, and it is also impossible for the entire gang to be of one mind. Everyone has their own ideas and interests.

Bocaidong is now one faction, Jimi is another faction, Xizai and Bazhi are another faction. They all have their own henchmen and need to get money from Chi Mengli, the boss.

As the head of the family, Chi Mengli distributes benefits and wealth. On the surface, it depends on who has made contributions to the gang, but in private, it depends on the closeness of the relationship. Only after all the people inside the clan have received their share will it be the turn of the outside henchmen.

Hei Ah Hu got on the Bayir (BMW) M1, which was a new car given to him by Brother Sheng. It was a new car obtained by Shui Che Niu, and it cost yuan. Even the rich young men in Shanghai did not have many of them.

He blew a loud whistle, called out to his trusted henchmen, asked them to get in the van, and go to Ruixing Queguan to pay the bill.

He threw the bag of banknotes onto the passenger seat, which contained the gang's money for the week.

This was not the first time that Hei Ah Hu had to confess his crimes, so he did not need to be taken along by the gang leader, which proved that he was innocent.

There was a lot of money in his pocket, a total of 190,000 yuan. The bulk of it was the fees from the water pipe, and a small part was the money from the parking stalls, as well as the money from the horse stables, gambling stalls, and flower stalls.

Hei Ahu drove to the gate of Ruixing Marabou House, parked the car in the parking space, opened the door, picked up the bag, and prepared to enter Ruixing Marabou House.

"Ah Hu, long time no see. No, you should call me Brother Hu now."

The parking attendant on duty at the entrance of Ruixing Marquee House today is Chui Lao Wu, this guy is a red stick from To Kwa Wan. After Shenxianjin became the head of the club, he has been acting as the door god to protect the head of the club's safety.

Hei Ah Hu and Chui Lao Wu learned boxing from the same boxer and could be considered brothers from the same school, so they would joke around whenever they met.

"Pull! It's just a blank paper fan. If people believe you, you are a blank paper fan. If people don't believe you, you are just a patrol horse."

"How's business lately? Is it enough for smoking?"

Hei Ah Hu cursed, took out a pack of unopened Camel cigarettes from his pocket, threw it to Chui Lao Wu, then picked up a Hong Wan on the table and lit one for himself to change the taste.

"Oh my god, ever since Uncle Lan started the hookah business, every gang has been smoking Camel."

"The Frenchman's cigarettes have too much spice flavor, and they are not as good as the Red Wan."

"Parking business? Not bad, I've made dozens of dollars in this morning. You can take it all away later. I'll treat you to some rat bites!"

"Come on, this is Ruixing mahjong house, a famous place. Neighbors come here to play cards, all on foot. Those who drive here are all brothers from the same sect. Look at these losers, which one of them is paying the parking fee?"

"Now you are powerful, Lao Ding said that Handsome Sheng will help you get promoted and open another gang in Temple Street. You, Hei Ah Hu, will be the first one to open a gang with a white paper fan. From now on, the whole underworld will give you a thumbs up when they mention you!"

Chui Lao Wu was very envious of Hei Ah Hu, envious that he had a boss behind him who was willing to provide money and people to support him.

All the gangsters in Yau Tsim Mong know that Temple Street is a lucrative place. If a gang is really opened, Hei Ah Hu will definitely make a lot of noise.

"Seriously, do you want to come out? If you are willing to come out and help me, all the places on Miaonan Street will belong to you. According to the rules of the underworld, you can watch the places. I won't touch them. As long as you pay on time, it's fine."

"You know my pager number. If you have any idea, just call me. Where is Uncle Zhashusheng? I'll go talk to him."

Hammer Wu is good at fighting, and if Hei Ah Hu wants to take over Temple Street, he has to defeat Big Mouth Duck of Donglianshe. As for Lao Fu's Lianhua, he thinks he can't handle it himself, so he has to look for foreign aid.

"Laoding and Zhashu are playing cards in the private room. Ah Bing is here. You can just go up."

"After I get off work tonight, I'll treat you to hotpot. We're brothers, so let's chat slowly."

Upon hearing Hei Ahu's recruitment, Chui Lao Wu was very tempted, but he had to test the waters first to see if Hei Ahu, this loser, had the ability. After confirming, he would decide whether to follow him or not.

(End of this chapter)