Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 179 75: Do what you are good at
Ji Mi simply calculated in his mind that Brother Sheng could earn more than 100,000 yuan every week just from the seafood platter and fruit platter businesses.

In addition, Brother Sheng has been expanding the scale of the daily fresh fruit and seafood store. Now, all the bigwigs in the Shuifang Yau Ma Tei hall own a daily fresh fruit and seafood franchise store.

Every time Wen Sheng ships seafood to Hong Kong, it will be sold out within two weeks.

It seems that Brother Sheng is right. The speed at which the legitimate business makes money is unmatched even by the big demolition company that sells Miss Bai's house.

Just when Ji Mi was daydreaming, Beibi pushed the door and walked into the box, holding two bottles of beer in his hands. He put them on the table, and in front of Ji Mi, he opened the beer caps with his newly bought Zippo lighter.

"You're not with your godfather in the mahjong hall?"

Beibi took a big sip of beer in front of Jimi, then leaned back on the sofa and asked.

Ji Mi shook his head, picked up the beer on the table, took a sip, and then said, "Nowadays, young and dangerous people have started to use Zippo lighters. You know, in the past, the gangsters all used Dupont."

"The world has changed. Now it's popular to watch Hollywood blockbusters."

In terms of status in the hall, Jimi is indeed ranked ahead of Beibi, but if we talk about seniority, Beibi is much higher than Jimi.

Beibi sneered in his heart but there was no expression on his face. Now his godfather trusts Jimi more. This guy has the upper hand and is powerful. Even if he has a high level of seniority, he has to be humble.

"Stewart is still popular now. After all, Big Brother Yuan and Big Brother Cheng, even Scarlett uses Stewart lighters."

"But recently, Godfather has become quite popular. He has taken over half of Yau Ma Tei. Some hooligans outside have also imitated Godfather by holding Zippo lighters."

"Let's not talk about these nonsense. Brother Jimi never comes to visit you for no reason. This time he must have something to say."

"There are too many people here, do you want to go to my office?"

Beibi knows that Jimi is his godfather's eyes and ears, so he must do things on his own when he comes to 666 nightclub this time.

"No, I just came to give you the address. My men are still being bitten by mosquitoes in the mountains."

"You should know Jizai. We are all old acquaintances. Brother Sheng praised him many times, but this guy has always been a jerk and doesn't know how to appreciate a good person."

"Brother Sheng is very unhappy, so we can't keep him this time."

"Brother Beibi, you know better than me how to deal with this street-throwing skill of Jizai. It's best to use a long fire."

"By the way, everyone else has to shut up, but this pouncer has to live."

Ji Mi took out a photo of Uesugi Yue from his backpack, put it on the sofa, and then drank beer quietly without saying a word.

After listening to Ji Mi's instructions, Beibi picked up the photo on the sofa. Uesugi Yue in the photo was still well-dressed as usual. He turned to the back and saw three big words "Uesugi Yue" written on it.

"I know this guy. I saw him at the stadium last time."

Beibi put the photo into his pocket, took out a cigarette case, and handed Jimi a Camel.

Ever since the gang started the hookah business, the gangsters in the water room have switched to smoking Camel cigarettes.

Ji Mi took the cigarette, nodded, and continued, "We originally wanted to do business together, but we didn't expect that the two old losers, Yu Tou Biao and Tong Ma, would play tricks, and Brother Sheng was eliminated early."

"Brother Sheng is angry, so we, the gangsters, have to help him calm down."

"Deal with Jizai and the others, and go there tonight. My people are on the mountain now, and Manli Niu is at the door. He will lead the way for you."

Why the rush?!

Beibi frowned, feeling that there was something strange here, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

Ji Mi was just smoking and didn't urge anyone. The long fire on his back was not for Beibi. Since Beibi didn't want to do it, he would do it himself.

The chicken is very skilled, but even though it is skilled, it is afraid of peanuts. If it shoots a volley of bullets at it, unless it is Superman, it will definitely be knocked down.

"I'll do it. I'll call now."

"Brother Beibi, you don't need to tell me what you do. The more people know, the more risk there is. I came to see you tonight just to show my support for my fellow brothers."

"Brother Sheng has prepared a daily fresh fruit and seafood chain store for you. You have a criminal record, so it's not suitable for you to hang it on your body. Tomorrow, let your aunt go to the company to sign. He has already paid for the decoration, stall rent, chain store deposit, and the first batch of seafood and fruit payments for you."

“If you are out there, you may be poor at midnight and rich at dawn. If you have a legitimate business to support you, your life will be much easier.”

"I've said everything I need to say. I invited some friends over today. Please help me with my beer, seafood platter, and fruit platter."

Beibi sighed inwardly, now he understood why those who followed their godfather were so devoted to him.

Because his godfather was able to succeed because of two things. One was his fighting ability. No matter whether it was Hongtai, the former leader of the Donglian Society, or the most capable Red Stick Dakouya in Yau Ma Tei, they were no match for his godfather.

Even people in the water room said that Qiye Liangzai Sheng's skills were better than Gao Laofa, the head fighter in the water room, and that he was the material for the double-flowered red stick.

Beibi had never seen the godfather take action, because he no longer had the opportunity to do so, but he agreed with the second point said in the underworld, that is, the godfather was generous in his actions.

Dividing meat into large chunks, drinking wine in big gulps, and dividing gold with large scales, this only exists in martial arts novels. Nowadays, radio programs don't even broadcast this kind of martial arts novels.

When people see real gold and silver, their eyes will turn red and they will be unable to pull them out. Those who can take out the money that has gone into their pockets are all great heroes among millions.

Beibi now understands that a person like him with a dull mind and weak fists and feet should not enter the underworld, because if he does, he will just be a stepping stone for others.

But besides his emotion, he was also a little curious. He really wanted to know what was in the travel bag that Ji Mi, the poor guy, was carrying. It looked very heavy.

"You have a date with your friends, so I won't bother you."

"Let's have tea together tomorrow morning."

"Brother Jimi, you came to 666 Nightclub to play and support me, brother Jimi. I will give you a % discount."

The baby knows the rules, he doesn't need to know what he shouldn't know. He stood up and prepared to leave the box.

Tony and his three brothers are at the 666 nightclub. This time he plans to lead the team himself and will not let anyone escape.

"Brother Beibi, remember to bring a camera. Brother Sheng wants to see Jizai for the last time. After all, they are brothers from the same sect and a big brother. They have feelings for each other! But moving nearly 200 kilograms of stuff around is really too conspicuous."

"Not only are we afraid of being seen by the police, but our subordinates will also feel unlucky. However, with advanced technology now, we can just use a camera. I brought you one, and you can get photos right away. The Americans are awesome, and the things they research are just different."

"Do you know how to use it?"

Ji Mi called the baby who was about to leave the room, took out a brand new Polaroid camera from his travel bag and put it on the table. The baby picked up the Polaroid camera, smiled and said, "Of course I can use it. My daughter recently bought one and takes pictures all the time. A piece of film costs dozens of dollars. It's really useless!" He cursed and walked out of the room.

After finishing his words, Ji Mi leaned on the sofa in the box, smoking quietly, and continued to wait for his so-called friend.

The waiter quickly brought the drinks and snacks that Jimi ordered. Jimi took out his wallet, ordered two pieces of redfish and threw them to the waiter, then asked for a bowl of shrimp wontons.

The waiter took the tip and quickly walked out. The baby brother who was watching the scene said that this was a VIP guest and should be treated well. He quickly ran to the bar and asked the kitchen to make a big bowl of shrimp wontons with extra ingredients.

Jimi was the only one left in the box. He put out the Camel cigarette in his hand and closed his eyes, but his hand was still on his travel bag which he carried with him all the time.

The shrimp wontons were quickly brought into the private room. Jimi had not eaten dinner that night and had been accompanying Brother Sheng to take a sauna. He was already very hungry, so when the wontons were served, he ate them all in no time.

After finishing the shrimp wontons, the person he was waiting for arrived.

Three people in old green Mao suits came in. When they saw Jimmy, they immediately smiled and muttered, "Damn it, brother, the waiter at the door was so mean and didn't let us in at first."

"Later, we brothers announced your name and were able to let us in. Humph, how infuriating!"

"But what we wear is indeed a little weird. Next time I come to see you, I will definitely buy you some designer clothes."

The first man in a Zhongshan suit who walked into the room sat down next to Ji Mi, glanced at the backpack on Ji Mi, laughed, and said to the two brothers behind him: "Brothers, we have the money to buy silk and satin."

From the fluent Sichuan accent, you can tell that the three people who walked into the box are from the Daquanzi group.

These three people were the ones Jimi was waiting for. He smiled, took out a thick stack of gold bulls from his travel bag and threw them into the legs of the leader sitting next to him.

"Captain, this is 100,000 yuan. I've got the boat tickets you wanted. I've settled the favor I owed you."

The company commander picked up the banknotes, frowned, and said in a puzzled voice in his half-baked Cantonese: "You are only responsible for getting the boat tickets, not for giving the banknotes."

"I know you've been acting pretty arrogant lately, but when it comes to making a living, we, the brothers, have much more experience than you. Keep some money. It will definitely be useful when you run away in the future."

"Besides, I only saved you once, bastard. Why don't you go somewhere else? Go to Kowloon Walled City to fight for wealth. In the words of you Hong Kong people, you are a fool. You can't master your skills in a hundred years."

"I was so kind to you because I liked you. I let the dog bite me. My brother sold his watch so that I could get a rabies shot. I lost a lot to save you!"

Hearing the company commander speaking Cantonese, Ji Mi's head was so big that he quickly said, "You saved my life, so I should give my life to you."

"It's just buying three tickets for the human traffickers. I'll buy you first-class cabins. Three people can squeeze into an eight-square-meter cabin. You'll get three bottles of mineral water and a bag of bread every day."

"You can bring backpacks on board, bring some extra canned food, bring a few pieces of foam boards, bring three sleeping bags, and if you have compressed biscuits, bring some more."

"You can't trust the snakehead's words."

"We have to stay at sea for 28 days. We can survive with a little more food and water."

"I don't ask you what you are doing in Vancouver, it's none of my business, but if you have no one to turn to, you can call these two people."

"The one who is taking the right path is called Uncle Jin. He runs a car repair shop. He is my uncle. He provides food and shelter. If he learns how to repair cars, he can open a car repair shop in any Chinatown and live a safe and smooth life."

"The one who continues to travel the world is called Zhang Ye. He is the Red Stick of the Water Room. He is specifically responsible for the business of the group in Vancouver and helps the brothers who have fled to settle down."

"I don't care which path you choose, and I won't ask. It's up to you."

"As for the 100,000 yuan bill, it's the reward for asking you, the company commander, to do something. After the job is done, there will be another 100,000 yuan."

"The boat ticket is for three days later. These three days are just the right time to do the last business."

"Tell me first whether you are going to do it or not. If you do, I'll give you the weapon. If you don't, you can leave. This 100,000 yuan is my gift to you. Three days later, go to Wan Chai Pier and find a man called Datou and tell him that it was Jimi who asked you to go."

The company commander smiled. He was not going to choose either of the two paths given by Jimi. In the words of Hong Kong people, he was a big circle boy. Since he was a big circle boy, he naturally had his own ways.

Some comrades have already established themselves in Vancouver, and this time they went there to teach An Nanzai a lesson.

Fuck them!

An Nanzi is not the only one who has a gun!

But there are still three days left, and you can make some money in these three days. After all, you need some cash when you arrive in Vancouver.

"Do it! Of course, why not?"

"If there's money to be made, of course I'll do it."

"Now you can tell us what you want us to do."

The company commander threw the banknotes in his hand into the hands of his brothers behind him, and then he still had a frivolous look on his face.

"What?"

"Of course it makes people's heads explode!"

Ji Mi smiled, picked up a bottle of beer and handed it to the company commander sitting next to him.

"What a coincidence! I'm the best at making people's heads explode."

The company commander took the beer, took a big sip, and then spoke happily.

After Beibi left the box, he thought again and again and decided that for such a life-threatening matter, he had to personally take charge. As for matters that could lead to success, one step toward heaven and one step toward fame, he had to see it with his own eyes.

At the end of the corridor, Da Chong, who had heard the news, was leaning against the wall smoking. When he saw Beibi appear, he quickly pushed the cigarette butt into the trash can and went to meet him.

"Have you bought the car?"

Beibi didn't give Da Chong a chance to speak, he spoke first and asked his good brother whether he had bought the car.

"I found a waterwheeler and asked for a Toyota Corolla. I'm not young anymore, so I don't drive a sports car anymore. I gave the remaining money to my mom and asked her to help me buy a housing estate apartment in a better location."

"Recently, my elder sister asked me to go on a blind date. I found someone I like and if nothing goes wrong, I will get married this year."

"I'm too old to fight anymore!"

Da Chong felt a little embarrassed and ashamed, but he still spoke out his inner thoughts.

(End of this chapter)