Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 436, Section 17: The Peace-Making Wine
Seeing the check handed over by Wen Tianxin, Ji Mi took it without hesitation.

He glanced at the halved check and saw that the amount was only a paltry 100,000 yuan, less than what Brother Sheng usually received as dividends. He sneered inwardly and said perfunctorily, "Thank you!"

Sheng had previously instructed that if the Wen family gave a check, it should be accepted, no matter how much it was.

The light was dim, so Wen Tianxin didn't see the sneer on Ji Mi's face. After all, 100,000 yuan was no small sum. The gangsters who helped him take over the properties could only earn 8,000 yuan for each tenement building.

The boss was indeed a big shot in the underworld, but in the end he was just a gangster, a nobody.

Not only is the boss like this, but so is the Jimmy in front of us, and the handsome Sheng upstairs is also like this. They're all just dogs kept by their bosses.

"Young Master, Fourth Young Master, the restaurant is closed tonight. I've called a few friends from the martial arts world to ensure your safety."

Alang moved closer to Wen Tianxin, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered.

“I know! Brother Lang is meticulous in his work. My father told me that the restaurant has been safe and sound for so many years because Brother Lang has been holding things together.”

"Okay! Let's go upstairs first!"

Wen Tianxin gestured for Wen Tianchuan to follow, and Alang quickly opened the door of Liji Restaurant and casually put up the sign that it was closed for the day in front of the door.

The Wen brothers walked into the restaurant's main hall, and the people sitting at the first table immediately stood up upon seeing Alang's gesture.

"Young Master, Fourth Young Master, this is Brother Leopard, the last disciple of the Cai Li Fo Bai Family Boxing School."

"Brother Leopard, these two are the young master of our boss. Thank you for your help this time!"

Alang quickly introduced Wen Tianxin and Wen Tianchuan to the martial arts practitioners he had found. The Wen family was not lacking in daredevils, but these daredevils were all at sea. They could come ashore, but only to accomplish important tasks.

What's a big deal?!
Only life and death are truly important matters!
This trump card cannot be used. Once used, it loses its deterrent effect, and those with ulterior motives can follow the clues and take down the Wen family's trump card.

Although Yau Ma Tei is the territory of Handsome Sing, Handsome Sing only has a cooperative relationship with the Wen family. He is not a dog kept by the Wen family. Even if he is a dog kept by the Wen family, he may go crazy and bite back on his owner.

To ensure safety, it is necessary to arrange for someone who can keep things under control, that is, someone from our own group.

"Young Master, Fourth Young Master, rest assured, with me, Ah Bao, here, I guarantee that neither of you will lose a single hair!"

Martial arts practitioners don't know how to make polite remarks. After Ah Bao finished expressing his stance, he immediately shut up and stood beside the two Wen brothers to protect them.

The conversation downstairs carried perfectly to the second floor, reaching the ears of Chi Mengli and Dao Yousheng.

"Brother Sheng, your big tap seems to not quite trust you!"

"A martial arts master?! That's ridiculous! What era are we living in? Still looking for martial arts experts!"

Dao Yousheng, imitating the cowboys in American blockbusters, crafted himself a small silver wine jug, which he would occasionally take out and sip.

Chi Mengli crossed her arms, looked out the window, and said nonchalantly, "In the eyes of these bosses and bigwigs, we're just dogs. They can throw us a bone and we thugs have to bark."

"But if you want to get in, you have to show off your skills. If you don't have real ability, you won't be able to get to the second floor."

Handsome Sheng's words made Dao Yousheng's eyes light up. He was the middleman today. Although he wasn't responsible for the safety of the peace wine, he had brought a ballast stone to ensure that the negotiations could continue.

Su Long, the head instructor of Xinji Restaurant, would sit behind him sipping tea. Whenever he needed to do something, more than fifty thugs would get out of five vans on the street, rush into Liji Restaurant, and hack Liangzai Sheng to pieces.

Moreover, his father-in-law, Four-Eyed Dragon, also called Immortal Jin to assure him that there would be no problems with the peace-making banquet this time.

Besides, the boss was originally a disciple of Hutchison Whampoa. Even if Handsome Sing didn't like him, he wouldn't break Hutchison Whampoa's rules.

It seems that Handsome Sheng has set up a show of force from below, but judging from what Handsome Sheng said, this show of force is both internal and external!

Su Long, who was sitting in a chair drinking tea, kept observing Liangzai Sheng's posture. Liangzai Sheng was a quasi-Double Flower Red Pole in the water room, and his skills were undoubtedly superb.

First you hear their voice, then you see them.

In the martial arts world, people test each other using methods like observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.

Breathing frequency reflects physical condition. More importantly, when martial arts masters stand, the distance between their feet is often the same as or slightly narrower than their shoulders, with the soles of their feet flat on the ground and their five toes naturally gripping the ground like eagle claws on a stone.

The seemingly casual stance actually embodies the essence of martial arts: the three points in a straight line, with the midpoint of the line connecting the Baihui acupoint, the Huiyin acupoint, and the Yongquan acupoints on both feet running vertically through it.

This vertical axis makes the body's center of gravity as stable as a rock, which is conducive to quickly starting footwork and can transmit the ground reaction force to the fists and palms through the spine.

For example, the Wuji stance of Tai Chi masters requires Yongquan breathing, that is, the soles of the feet are held in a hollow as if inhaling, and the earth's energy rises from the Yongquan acupoint and merges with the heavenly energy received by the Baihui acupoint.

A master of Baguazhang will use a half-horse stance, with the front foot turned inward and the back foot turned outward, and the body twisted slightly like a twisted rope. This twisting step keeps the hips in a rotating state, allowing the waist to change direction at any time.

But looking out the window at the handsome Sheng, he was practicing the more aggressive Bajiquan Liangyi stance.

With five toes gripping the ground, tailbone centered, and knees bent, the body forms a crouching, tiger-like stance, accumulating power for close-quarters combat.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

Su Long found it a bit strange. Liangzai Sheng was always in an offensive and vigilant state, with his shoulders relaxed and elbows dropped, his hands like he was holding a ball, his waist loose and his buttocks tucked in, his lumbar spine relaxed and sinking, and his tailbone tucked in, so that the Qi in his Dantian was deep and not dissipated.

He's a genius!

The few thugs in his own martial arts school were no match for this guy.

Wen Tianxin was indeed not intimidated by Chi Mengli's show of force. He looked at the two thugs blocking his way, his face ashen, but he did not speak. Instead, he ordered the martial arts practitioners behind him to take action.

Ah Bao quickly squeezed through and walked up to Shui Fang Si Jiu Zai, saying, "Mountains are mountains, and roads are roads. Please, brothers, make way for me."

"You motherfucker!"

Si Jiu, who was blocking the stairs, was Huo Gou, the top dog of Spinach East. He pulled out a short shotgun, pressed it against Ah Bao's chest, and said loudly, "Today's peace-making banquet was arranged by my boss."

"No cats or dogs are allowed in."

Even the most skilled martial artist is powerless against a short-range projectile pressed against their chest.

Ah Bao wanted to continue playing the hero, but his fellow apprentices pulled him back, telling him not to be impulsive. After all, you only have one life, and it's not worth losing it for eight thousand yuan!

Ji Mi, who was standing to the side, coughed and said, "Young Master Wen, Fourth Young Master, this is for your safety. Playing with guns and sticks is outdated."

"How about this, these brothers can rest downstairs first, while you, Fourth Young Master, Brother Lang, and this good-for-nothing Brother Leopard go up first, what do you think?"

Wen Tianxin felt a little embarrassed, but when he saw the dark gun barrel in front of him, his legs trembled. However, he and his brother represented the Wen family and could not show weakness, so they could only nod passively.

"Young Master Wen, Fourth Young Master, please forgive me!"

Jimmy nodded to McCaw, who was standing nearby, and told him to go and search him.

McCaw knew his limits, so he simply patted Wen Tianxin on the pocket, waist, and trouser legs. Alan was also an old friend, so he did the same, without going too far.

But Ah Bao was unlucky; his entire body was roughly searched.

Seeing that the four people were alright, Huo Gou, holding his short-barreled gun, stepped aside to let the four Wen family members go upstairs.

Wen Tianxin walked up the stairs with a dark face, cursing Alang in his heart. Alang had praised these martial arts masters to the skies, but they always failed at crucial moments and couldn't hold their own. They would shrink back when they saw trolls and couldn't stand up for themselves at all.

Wen Tianchuan, who was following behind his boss, never expected that his usually gentle and refined boss would actually be flying such a big plane. This wasn't a trip to drink and carouse, but a negotiation with someone in the martial arts world.

Wen Tianchuan, who had been reading martial arts novels since childhood, felt his adrenaline surge. The scene of knives and guns fighting in front of him was too exciting for this clear-eyed college student.

This is also a sign of progress. If Wen Si Shao had been born 15 years earlier, it wouldn't be surprising. After all, back then, whether it was a Shanghainese rich kid, a Chaozhou kid, or a local rich kid, they were all accompanied by members of the triads to protect their safety.

To prevent any problems from arising, the family will send one of their own people, along with a short dog, to act as a personal bodyguard.

Upon reaching the second floor, the Wen brothers saw the handsome Sheng chatting and laughing with fellow Daoists. "Brother Sheng!"

The Wen brothers had never met Handsome Sheng before, but Ah Lang was familiar with both sides, so he acted as a bridge, connecting the two and introducing them: "Brother Sheng, this is my young master, the eldest son, Young Master Tianxin!"

"This is the Fourth Young Master, Young Master Tianchuan!"

"Young Master, Fourth Young Master, this is handsome Sheng, Brother Sheng!"

The Wen brothers were sizing up Chi Mengli, and Chi Mengli was also sizing up the two Wen brothers.

To be precise, Chi Mengli was sizing up Wen Si Shao, Wen Tianchuan.

Wen Tianxin was fair-skinned and chubby, with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He looked like a refined gentleman, and this young master of the Wen family looked very much like Old Man Wen, so it was obvious that they were related by blood.

But when it came to Wen Si Shao, Wen Tian Chuan, something was a little off!

Not like!

Nothing like it!

Not only does the Fourth Young Master Wen not resemble the Old Ghost Wen, but he also doesn't look much like his father, the Eldest Young Master Wen.

You know, families living together will inevitably have some similarities. This is what is known as the "couple's resemblance." The root cause is that they eat the same things and end up with the same pigment spots!
Chi Mengli didn't know if it was just psychological, after all, Xiao Shandong's DNA test report had already been delivered to her. DNA testing technology is now becoming widespread all over the world, but very few people know about it.

The DNA match between Wen Si Shao and Wen Lao Gui is only 89%.

This figure sounds impressive, but it's important to know that the DNA of humans and pigs is only 88% compatible.

In other words, Old Ghost Wen and the Fourth Young Master Wen in front of him have absolutely no relation whatsoever, except that they are both human.

But what does Old Man Wen know about this?
Chi Mengli sneered inwardly, then put on a warm smile and greeted the two young masters of the Wen family: "Young Master Wen, Fourth Young Master Wen, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm so sorry for not greeting you properly!"

"Let me introduce you two. This is Brother Sheng, the son-in-law of the head of Xinji, and this is Mr. Su Long, the head instructor of Xinji!"

The Four-Eyed Dragon's reputation extends beyond the underworld; it also carries considerable weight in the business world. Hong Kong is a small territory, and most of the real estate in Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok belongs to the Four-Eyed Dragon.

If you want to develop real estate in Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok, you can't bypass Sun Kee, this major port.

"Brother Sheng, I've met Mr. Yan a few times before. I never expected to see you here, Brother Sheng. What a coincidence! I didn't expect that such a small matter of mine would bother you, Mr. Su. I'm truly sorry!"

Even if Wen Tianxin despised the gangsters, he didn't dare offend Dao Yousheng. Xinji had considerable influence in Tsuen Wan, Tuen Mun, and Yuen Long, and his real estate company wanted to acquire land rights in these three areas, so he still had to maintain harmony to make money.

Upon hearing Wen Tianxin's words, Dao Yousheng quickly laughed and replied, "Young Master Wen, you're too kind! It was Ah Jun's fault in this matter. Business is business; if it escalates to violence, then he's finished!"

"When Ah Jun arrives, I'll have him toast Young Master Wen. That'll be like a piece of chalk writing, wiped clean! We'll become friends after this little misunderstanding, and from now on we'll all be good brothers."

The fellow Daoist was quite eloquent, immediately exposing the whole affair.

Chi Mengli stood aside, giving Dao Yousheng and Wen Tianxin time to communicate. Then she raised her wrist, glanced at the time, and saw it was 7:45. It was time to serve the dishes.

"Brother Sheng, it's almost time!"

"Damn, Shanghai Road and Shanghai Street aren't that far apart. Could the boss have gotten drunk and taken the wrong route?"

The peace banquet was at 8 o'clock, but by 7:45 no one had arrived. This was a recipe for disaster. As the mediator, Dao Yousheng needed to step forward and give Chi Mengli an explanation.

Chi Mengli looked at Daoist Sheng with a half-smile, hoping this guy would give her an explanation.

"Who the hell said I took the wrong turn?"

A voice came from the stairs. The speaker was none other than Boss Yuan. This loser had changed his hairstyle, dyed his hair golden, combed it into a pompadour similar to Elvis Presley's, and wore shiny pointed leather shoes as he walked up step by step.

Behind Boss Yuan was his leader, Ya Qiang, who swaggered up. Behind them was Huo Gou, who came up carrying a short-barreled shotgun.

"Brother Lang, everyone's here. You can tell the kitchen to get to work! We're all guests, so let's not be laughed at for not knowing how to treat guests!"

The first floor was bustling with noise and shouting, probably because his own men were clashing with the henchmen brought by the boss.

According to Hong Kong custom, since the tycoon came to apologize, Chi Mengli should host a peace-making dinner. After all, the tycoon came to make amends, and it would be somewhat cruel to make the loser pay the bill.

Seeing this, Alang quickly ran to the stairwell, shouted to the waiter, "Serve the food!", and then ran back to continue watching this once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.

"Young Master Wen, I was also set up last time. You are a magnanimous man. Please give me another chance. From now on, I, Ah Jun, will never touch Ding Quan of your Wen family, even if you beat me to death."

The person had already arrived, and the big boss didn't waste any time. He directly admitted his mistake to Wen Tianxin in public.

The boss, who was originally behind him, also threw a bag onto the table as the boss had instructed. Inside were the ten Ding Quan that the two sides had previously disputed.

"Young Master Wen, Ah Jun was just momentarily blinded by greed, please forgive him."

Dao Yousheng, being a middleman, walked to the table, opened the bag, took out a copy of the Dingquan transfer agreement, and walked to Wen Tianxin, unfolding it.

The transfer agreement for Ding Quan was written entirely in English, which the roughnecks present couldn't understand. However, the brothers Wen Tianxin and Wen Tianchuan understood it perfectly. They nodded, indicating that there were no problems.

The disputed Ding Quan consists of ten shares, each worth between 30,000 and 50,000 yuan according to current market prices.

Even if the big boss originally relied on underground gambling dens and Miss Bai to acquire them cheaply, each share of Ding Quan would not be less than 20,000 yuan, and ten shares would be 200,000 yuan.

This time, the big boss really had to pay a hefty price!
"One, two... three... ten!"

"There are ten portions in total, exactly the same as we agreed!"

“Brother Sheng, you and Ah Jun are both brothers at Wo Kee. It’s better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. Let’s just leave this grudge as it is!”

"Everyone says the seafood in Yau Ma Tei is delicious, Brother Sheng, you've really gone to great lengths!"

Dao Yousheng, the middleman, did a very good job. He clearly pointed out the Dingquan transfer agreement inside, and after that, he gave the document to Alang.

"Wait a minute! Brother Sheng, are you too high? Did you forget something?"

Dao Yousheng tried to fool him, but Chi Mengli wouldn't let him get away with it so easily. That's not how you do things, and that's not how you treat people either. He beckoned with his finger, signaling Xizai to bring over the prepared props.

Xizai took the box he had been holding to his chest and brought it to Chi Mengli, opening the lid and showing it to everyone present.

“Brother Jun, you smashed Young Master Wen’s head in the river with Remy Martin, and there’s still a little bit left in the bottle. This is a whole bottle, so please name your price if it’s too much or too little.”

"If you want things to go smoothly from now on, you have to endure this."

"Otherwise, not only will Young Master Wen disagree, but my brothers will also disagree!"

"Don't you think so, Jimmy?"

Standing by the window, Ji Mi was very excited when he saw Sheng Ge call his name. Sheng Ge was indeed Sheng Ge, the boss among bosses. He originally thought that this matter was over, but he did not expect that Sheng Ge would still be able to suppress the boss Yuan.

Since it was Sheng-ge's order, Ji-mi quickly said, "Big Brother Yuan, your brother Chou-xi gave me a fire bottle, but I'm magnanimous and will only give you a wine bottle. That's fair!"

"If you don't agree, let's pretend this peace dinner never happened. You can leave now, and we can continue our big movie. I, Jimi, will definitely be there to the end!"

The scene suddenly became awkward. Dao Yousheng originally thought that he could use his silver tongue to turn a big problem into a small one and a small problem into nothing. However, he did not expect that Liangzai Sheng wanted to retaliate with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, and to perform the trick of paying blood debts in blood!
Such an outdated trick, and people still play it, it's ridiculous!

When the boss, who was standing behind him, saw that the handsome Sheng was still making trouble, he couldn't stand it and took a step forward. Just as he was about to speak up for the boss, he felt a blur in front of his eyes and Ah Cong's hand was already on the shoulder of the guy, telling him not to make any rash moves.

A peaceful drink is a must; no knives are allowed. Ah Cong understands this rule!

(End of this chapter)