Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 198: Everything goes according to plan

"Ding Ding Ding"

Just as Mr. Li was thinking about the quotation, the walkie-talkie on the desk rang.

Wang Le, who was standing aside, looked at Teacher Li, waiting for the brain-eating white paper fan to make the final decision.

After thinking it over again and again, Mr. Li still couldn't make up his mind. He picked up the microphone and headphones, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then said into the microphone: "Hello, young friends."

"Hello, Uncle."

Hearing someone calling him "uncle", Mr. Li laughed in silence. But thinking about it, it made sense. He was already 47 years old and would soon reach the age of knowing one's destiny. He shook his head and said with a smile, "My friend on the other side of the microphone, it seems that you have already seen me."

"The walkie-talkie you left on the table is an American product. I forgot the exact distance, but my young friend, you called me uncle, which means you are not far away."

"In this evening's conversation, distance is not an issue."

"If I'm not mistaken, you have already met with Tian Dao Group's leader Tian Si, who is the boss of Yazaku in Hong Kong. He should have offered a price that you are not satisfied with."

"It is indeed a good habit to shop around, especially when you have a rare treasure in your hands."

"What's the reserve price?"

Teacher Li didn't beat around the bush. He looked out the window, but the windows of the stall were covered with curtains and he couldn't see outside. But he knew that the bastards he was talking to were nearby.

The knowledgeable teacher Li was right. The straight-line distance of the SCR-536 walkie-talkie was indeed not far. This walkie-talkie was developed by Gulvin Manufacturing Company, the predecessor of Motorola, before World War II.

The overall weight is 2.3 kg, it operates in the shortwave band of 3.5-6 MHz, has a power of 360 mW, uses a 2.5-meter whip antenna, and the communication distance varies from 1 to 4.8 kilometers depending on the terrain.

However, its frequency is determined by the crystal installed at the factory and cannot be adjusted. There is no special switch on the fuselage and the circuit is automatically connected when the antenna is installed. It is mass-produced due to its reliability and efficiency. During World War II, no less than 13 units were produced.

"Haha, Uncle is indeed sharp, worthy of being a brain-eater."

"You haven't asked for advice yet?"

Voices continued to come from the headset, asking for Teacher Li's name.

"My friends on the road like to call me Teacher Li. You can also call me that. Teaching and educating people has been my childhood dream, but I didn't expect that I would go astray on this path!"

Teacher Li sighed and smiled helplessly.

"Teacher Li, I've heard a lot about you. We have indeed met with Mr. Tian Si. Mr. Tian Si quoted a price of 20 million, but I am not satisfied with this price."

"I wonder what your offer is, Mr. Li?"

Twenty million Hong Kong dollars in cash is not a small amount of money.

Teacher Li weighed it in his mind for a while before speaking: "Fifteen million, I can only offer fifteen million. If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Tian Si's twenty million must not be cash, otherwise we wouldn't have met."

"My fifteen million is in cash, not a penny less."

"Think about it!"

As soon as Teacher Li opened his mouth, he lowered the price to five million.

There was silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie. A minute later, a voice came out: "I need to report to my boss and get his opinion."

"That's it for tonight. I will have Miss Do inform you, Mr. Li, of any decision regarding Uesugi Yue."

There was a busy tone on the walkie-talkie, and Teacher Li put down the phone, stood up, stretched, and then said to Wang Le who was standing beside him: "The mission is over, we can go to the food stalls."

"I haven't eaten salt and pepper mantis shrimp and honey barbecued pork for a long time. I must eat as much as I can this time."

On the other end of the walkie-talkie, Xiao An timidly put down the receiver and headphones, looked at Bo Cai Dong tremblingly, and said hesitantly: "Brother Dong, I have explained everything according to your words, can you let me go?"

"I promise, I won't tell anyone about what happened tonight. As long as I get the money you promised me, I will leave Hong Kong tonight and never come back."

Bo Xidong smiled slightly. He didn't say much. He just picked up a cowhide bag from the ground and threw it into Xiao An's arms: "There are two hundred thousand in it. I have paid all your debts."

"Land in Malaysia is cheap. With 50,000 Hong Kong dollars, you can buy more than ten acres. If you want to build a house, you can build a house. If you want to farm, you can farm the land."

"You're taking advantage of me, kid!"

"There's a direct flight to Kuala Lumpur tonight. I'll send someone to take you to Kai Tak Airport. I'll pay for it and watch you get on the plane, is that okay?"

"By the way, please sign the transfer agreement for the stall. This is 100,000 yuan, which is the price you are selling the stall for."

"No problem! No problem! Absolutely no problem!"

Xiao An opened the leather bag and found several pieces of clothes and two hundred thousand in cash inside. He immediately said that it was no problem. Bo Xidong was really nice and settled all his debts at Hei Ahu's gambling den. Adding the money he collected tonight, he had more than four hundred thousand on him.

This is enough for him to go to Malaysia and live a wealthy life.

"Huanxi, find someone to send Xiaoan on his way."

Bo Xidong gave Huanxi a wink, then walked out of the room. After a busy night, it was finally time to end.

Chi Mengli met Zhang Dazhuang as he wished, but still chose to stay there for 24 hours. The outside world was now in chaos, so he decided to find a quiet space to think about his plan.

However, the room was dark and cold, so he asked for a blanket, lay down on the stainless steel bench, and slept all night.

However, he slept very soundly. Guo Guohao was afraid that someone would kill him, so he sent two soldiers in uniform to guard the corridor door and let no one in.

It was not until the early morning of the next day that Chi Mengli sat up with soreness all over his body, feeling that he had been careless.

Guo Guohao walked to the front of the classroom with two cups of coffee, talked to him about the details, and then let him out.

It is necessary to notify the lawyer in advance to release a person. Lawyer Zhang, Bo Caidong, Jimi and Xizai appeared in front of the lobby of the Mong Kok Central Police Station early in the morning with pomelo leaves in their hands, and helped the boss to dispel the bad luck in the lobby of the police station.

After leaving the Mong Kok police station, Chi Mengli's stomach was rumbling, so she asked Bocaidong to drive and go for dim sum. Since she was in Mong Kok, she had to go to Jinhua Ice Hall to eat freshly baked Portuguese egg tarts. The pineapple buns in Jinhua Ice Hall were also good.

The others got into their own cars and followed Brother Sheng to have morning tea.

"Brother Sheng, Xiao An has shut up forever. He found Coke and asked him to help find a foreign editor who will leave Hong Kong and work in Hollywood soon. The film has been cut."

"It's like a big gun movie. It's very exciting."

"Brother Sheng, do you want to take a look?" Xiao An had already gone to the underworld to sell salted duck eggs. As for the money given to him, it was unknown whether it was divided up by Huanxi and his men, or went to the underworld with Xiao An.

Hearing that the last link was completed, Chi Mengli nodded. All the links were complete, but the connection points were all broken. Even if Sherlock Holmes was resurrected or the little boy from Japan was born prematurely, it would not be able to solve the problem.

"Of course I have to read it. If I don't read it, how can I know which part should be given to the newspaper?"

"All the photos and videos have been sent to my office. I will sort them out after breakfast. Young and Dangerous people cannot be associated with the emperor, but the founder never said that we cannot cooperate with newspaper reporters."

"Times have changed, and we need to adapt to changing things."

"Oh, right, cut off Uesugi Koshi's severed hand, take a photo, and send it to the Japanese office. Also, put the cigarette butt with the fingerprints of the big duck into the sleeve of the severed hand, and write a letter in newspaper handwriting. Make sure there are no fingerprints on it."

"Pretend to be a robber and demand a ransom of five million. Make it look convincing and don't leave any major flaws."

"Did you record last night's conversation?"

Cutting off Uesugi Yue's hand was indeed a bit bloody, but this old loser was the source of all evil. Putting aside the fact that the happy pills he developed harmed countless people, more than a dozen people have died because of him since he came to Hong Kong.

This is a troublemaker. Wherever he goes, he will cause a lot of trouble.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Whenever a tourist is kidnapped, it is big news no matter what time it is. Chi Mengli doesn't even have to do anything, the police will come forward for him and kill the big-mouthed duck.

"Okay, Brother Sheng, I'll tell Huo Gou to do it in a moment."

"Oh, there's one more thing. Last night, the warehouse of Taro Brand and Bronze Horse in Hongfu Shopping Center in Hongshuiqiao was raided by the police. I heard in the newspaper that there were more than 30,000 happy pills in Hongfu Shopping Center, with a market value of over a million. The paparazzi rated it as one of the top ten drug trafficking cases of the year."

"This time the cop is so powerful!"

"I also saw on TVB's news channel that the police officer Dakouhao (Kwok Kwok Ho) stole the spotlight and said in public that he and Miss Bai would never coexist."

Bo Xidong turned the steering wheel to the left, entered a new street, and casually mentioned the news that Guo Guohao was on the news program.

Taro Biao and Bronze Horse were so bold and reckless that they knew Hongfu Shopping Mall might become a major target, yet they still used it as a warehouse.

If Chi Mengli did it, he would only leave one or two thousand happy pills. When the police checked the warehouse, they would not be able to hide it at all. When the paparazzi asked, the police would have to tell the truth. A thousand happy pills are worth tens of thousands of yuan in the market, so exaggerating the amount would also be a great achievement.

Unexpectedly, Taro Biao and Bronze Horse were so generous and directly gave the cops a big gift.

"Brother Sheng, Tian Si agreed to a 20 million deal, but that loser named Teacher Li only offered 15 million. Who should we sell this old ass of Uesugi Yue to?"

Bo Xidong found an empty parking space and parked his car in the free parking space. Then he turned his head, looked at Chi Mengli, and asked.

"Twenty million plus fifteen million, that's thirty-five million."

"Thirty-five million! Not bad, it's in my price range."

"One woman marries two husbands, one commodity is sold to two families. As for who can take Uesugi Yue away, it depends on their ability."

Chi Mengli took out a cigarette box, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and smoked it again and again. He still found that Double Happiness cigarettes were to his liking.

He pushed open the car door, fiddled with the Zippo lighter in his hand, and seeing a trash can on the side of the road, he threw the trash in.

It is best not to keep anything in the cops' hands if it has been in their hands for one night, as it will definitely cause trouble.

Now the locators are getting smaller and more hidden. He doesn't want to leave any handle for Guo Guohao. He is sure that if something happens, Guo Guohao will abandon him immediately and will not come forward to protect himself.

When working in partnership, you need to understand each other. We are all smart people and will make the most correct decision.

Bocaidong scratched his head. He understood what Brother Sheng said, but he really didn't know how to do it. He couldn't split Uesugi Yue into two halves and each family bought half!

But Brother Sheng didn't explain, and he didn't ask any more questions. If he didn't understand, then he didn't understand! He just had to follow Brother Sheng's instructions and do his job well.

"Oh, Brother Sheng, eat less for breakfast. Brother Guangrong will treat you to a meal at Fortune House for lunch. He said he would open two bottles of the best XO. I haven't had abalone for a long time, so I must enjoy it this time."

Bo Xidong caught up with Chi Mengli who was walking in the front. All he could think about was Fulinmen's top-grade abalone. He was ready to give Guangrong brother, the loser, a good beating.

In the office of the Times Asia branch, investigative reporter Gibson was reading a martial arts novel out of boredom. He came to Hong Kong three years ago to investigate the Miss Bai business in Hong Kong, but in these three years, he had not gained anything.

Several people who were willing to be informants for the money disappeared as soon as they gave out some useful information, and no one could find them.

However, he still wrote several articles that attracted attention, so he was not fired by the Times and had to look for a new job.

But he was very dissatisfied with his three years of work. Apart from learning to speak fluent Cantonese, he gained nothing.

"Mr. Gibson, there's mail for you."

The graceful receptionist came to Gibson's cubicle with a mail box, said something, and turned away.

Gibson turned his eyes away from Jin Yong's martial arts novels and naturally looked at the receptionist's hips. He whistled and said quickly, "Pretty girl, I'm going to Bowling Lane today. Do you want to experience the excitement of renting a daily apartment with me?"

The receptionist didn't say anything, nor did she stop, she just gave a middle finger.

"I don't understand the style!"

Gibson put down the martial arts novel in his hand, picked up the email box, and found the English word "Black Knight" written on the name column of the email.

"Black Knight!"

"Ranger in the Dark!"

"The great chivalrous man serves the country and the people!"

Anyone who dares to call himself a knight must be capable and have some explosive stuff. Gibson suddenly became interested. He quickly picked up a paper cutter from the table, cut open the mail box, and poured out everything inside.

The contents of the mail box were few, just a few photos and a videotape.

There was no DV camera in the office area, so he could only put it aside and pick up a few photos.

The content of the photo is very simple. It shows an ordinary stall and a middle-aged man being dragged into a van. On the black van, there is a very conspicuous lion mark.

(End of this chapter)