Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 439, Part 20: Special Invitation (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
In Hong Kong boxing matches these days, the winner takes all, and the loser even has to pay for their own medical expenses.

Although some boxers do have insurance, this boxer medical insurance only allows them to stay in public hospitals and does not allow them to receive rehabilitation training from Spaniards.

this is not good!

Because there is no medical insurance to cover it, Hong Kong's professional boxing matches have seen no new players join and no new tricks, which even allowed Chui Shui-min to win the gold belt for three consecutive years.

Wealthy tycoons and suckers were even willing to risk their lives to go to Kowloon Walled City to watch dog fights and underground boxing matches.

When it comes to fighting skills, Chui Shui Min is nowhere near the top in the martial arts world. After all, he can't even hold a parking spot anymore. He's using his boxing champion title to go make movies with the Shanghai guys.

But the number gang has always controlled the outside of the boxing matches. No matter how ugly it is, you can only watch this one show. Apart from the bookmakers, everyone who makes a living in the boxing world is dissatisfied.

Only when everyone gets paid, everyone participates in the competition, and everyone gets exposure can the competition develop in a healthy way.

Su Long saw this point, which is why he chose to stay and talk business with Handsome Sheng.

"Good idea, but Number Gang won't be happy, unless..."

Su Long does not eat after noon, so he did not touch the delicacies on the table. He could skip the meal, but he could not skip the cigarettes and alcohol. He took out a cigar, bit off the tail with his mouth, and lit it with a disposable lighter on the table.

"Unless you bring everyone in!"

"I'm running a legitimate business, so of course I welcome all customers."

Chi Mengli also picked up the cigarette case, lit a Double Happiness cigarette, and finished up on everything Su Long wanted to say.

"Young man, you're sharp-witted! You're a force to be reckoned with!"

Seeing that Liangzai Sheng had considered all aspects, Su Long didn't say anything more. He knew that talking too much with someone you didn't know well would arouse suspicion.

The world of martial arts is a place where you step on me and I step on you. Kindness will be taken for granted, and if you open your heart to someone rashly, even your closest brothers will become suspicious.

Having said that, the new head instructor saw no need to stay any longer. He stood up, said he would give Chi Mengli an answer in a few days, and then left.

From Su Long's words, Chi Mengli immediately realized that the person interested in the boxing match was not Su Long, the new head coach, but the four-eyed dragon behind him!

With all the troublemakers and bystanders gone, Chi Mengli invited his brothers to start eating and drinking.

The two Wen brothers didn't leave the Silver Arrow Club until 2 a.m. Jimmy's younger brother, McCaw, along with a few henchmen, had been waiting outside the members-only club.

When he saw that the two Wen brothers were drunk and incoherent, he quickly went to greet them.

"McChow...McChow!"

"Thank you so much for your hard work today. I still have business to discuss. Please take Lao Si home. Thank you!"

After drinking three bottles of Remy Martin, Wen Tianxin, hiccuping, thanked McCaw, who had stayed by his side all night. He took out two Red Snapper bills from his pocket and stuffed them into McCaw's shirt pocket.

He asked McCaw to take the already drunk fourth brother home, as he needed to go to the outer room himself, and it wouldn't be convenient to bring Wen Tianchuan along.

McCaw first helped Wen Tianxin into the car, then called over his henchmen on motorcycles to protect Wen Tianxin all the way, and then leave after Wen Tianxin arrived home.

He then helped the drunken and staggering Wen Tianchuan into his newly bought Ford, and told the dancer who was standing there dumbfounded to hurry up and get in the car to serve him.

Most of the dancers at the Silver Arrow Club don't go out, since the club is right next to a hotel, making it convenient for them to do whatever they want. But when they saw McCaw dressed like a gangster, they were intimidated and didn't dare to say it out loud.

After all, it's pitch black here, and if I get angry and punch myself, I won't be able to work for a week and I'll starve. So I hesitated and refused to take a step forward.

Despite his young age, McCaw has gained some experience accompanying the powerful Jimmy over the past few months and was able to see through Miss Wu's worries at a glance.

He quickly opened his wallet, took out the only two large denomination bills and five or six small denomination bills, and stuffed them directly into the hands of the dancers at the Silver Arrow Nightclub.

Don't let McCaw's status as a close associate fool you; he doesn't actually have much money. He spends all his money on prostitutes, which pains him deeply. But now that he's a respected figure in the underworld, he can't afford to lose face in front of his underlings.

"When you're out in the game, you're supposed to be successful, but even if you make it big, you won't earn much money. The territory belongs to your boss, the venue belongs to the gang, and you're just a temporary manager."

The venue's fees belong to the establishment; if they're short even a penny, they're short a finger. The commissions on drinks and the hostesses are all calculated monthly, and 50% of them must be handed over to the establishment.

As for hookah and yakiniku (a type of Chinese herbal medicine), they could only collect rent. Fifty percent went to the gang leader, twenty percent to the boss, and the remaining thirty percent went to the henchmen. Only ten percent was left for themselves.

McCaw is a top dog; with only two strip clubs, he's making no money at all.

The car, clothes, and tenement building were all bought by the big boss, Ji Mi. As junior members, they didn't receive any of the boss's dividends. At most, the boss would give them a red envelope during holidays.

All things considered, it adds up to at most five or six thousand yuan a month.

But then again, whether it's Spinach East, Jimmy, or McCaw himself, they're all from public housing estates. If they don't go out to work, they'll just be working in factories, 12 or 13 hours a day, earning a little over a thousand dollars a month. If they just keep working like this, by the time they're thirty, they're guaranteed to get tuberculosis, leaving behind their widowed mother and children, and die.

The dancers at the Silver Arrow Club beamed with joy as soon as they received the money.

She said to the waiter at the door that she had earned over a thousand yuan a night, and then got into McCaw's car willingly.

Seeing that the dancer was willing to get in the car, McCaw was spared the trouble. He yawned and told his henchman to drive.

The henchman started the car and drove forward, but instead of returning to the Wen family mansion in Deep Water Bay as Wen had said, he went to the villa on Victoria Peak.

Nguyen Van's villa still has a three-year lease left. Fortunately, in order to avoid taxes, Nguyen Van rented this top-class villa under the company's name.

After all, the Governor is now in charge of Hong Kong. The closer you live to the Governor, the more it proves that you still have power. Besides, the real estate brokerage company that leases villas on Victoria Peak has the Governor's wife as its major shareholder.

That is why Ruan Wen, who has already passed away, was willing to rent this old villa with its outdated structure and incomplete facilities for two million Hong Kong dollars a year.

With the governor's wife intervening, everything went smoothly, and all the procedures that the dead man Ruan Wen needed were completed in the fastest possible time.

Three years for six million Hong Kong dollars, and everything went smoothly in exchange for the business; this was indeed a good deal.

McCaw's Ford sedan drove into the villa's yard.

Ye Guiwang, still half asleep, opened the villa's electric gate and let McCaw's car in.

Sitting in the back seat, the young lady who served Wen Tianchuan was entering the Victoria Peak villa area for the first time. She had come to Victoria Peak by cable car on the first day of the Lunar New Year when the Governor's Mansion was open to the public, and had eaten a three-dollar ice cream.

This is my first time visiting a villa on Victoria Peak.

"McCaw, the big boss is here, smoking in the garden, and wants you to come over."

Ye Guiwang said something to McCaw, and then, together with McCaw's henchmen, carried Wen Tianchuan into the villa.

The big shot has arrived!?
McCaw was a little puzzled. Why was the big boss out on Victoria Peak in the middle of the night instead of going home to sleep? But despite his doubts, he still followed the path to the back garden to see Jimmy.

In the back garden, not only Ji Mi was there, but Xi Ren, who hadn't appeared for some time, was also there. The two of them were smoking cigars and enjoying the moonlight.

"Sister Xiren, let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, McCaw."

"McCaco, call for help!"

When Ji Mi saw that her younger brother had arrived, she tossed him a cigar. These cigars were all from the collection of the dead Ruan Wen. Sheng Ge didn't like smoking cigars, so she gave them to Xi Ren and the others.

McCaw accepted the cigar with both hands and said with a smile, "Sister Xiren, it's been a long time. Why are you so late? Didn't you go to keep Old Ding company?"

"Too talkative!"

Xi Ren still had a smile on her face, but Ji Mi's expression changed, and she scolded McCaw, telling him not to talk nonsense as his own brother.

Now, Brother Sheng's business is growing, and he has more and more capable assistants around him. Acong is a top-ranking member of the Punishment Hall's Ice Storage, a cold-faced devil, while Xiren by his side is a jade-faced demon who eats people without spitting out the bones.

Brother Sheng bought a stall on Shanghai Street and had this Jade-Faced Rakshasa do the antique business. She only went to Hollywood Road and walked through Las Vegas Street once, and she produced a bunch of fake antiques.

Although the antique shop didn't have many customers, they had just made a big sale in the last few days. Sheng Ge didn't say exactly how much money they made, but this Jade-Faced Rakshasa had just bought a new Ferrari sports car.

Sheng-ge once told Dong-ge that Xi-ren was a beautiful snake who wouldn't care whether someone was friend or foe when she was hungry, and that Dong-ge should be careful.

"They're all kids, of course they don't think before they speak!"

"You two brothers are completely different, like night and day. One is as cold as ice, and the other is as warm as fire. It's really strange!"

"I'd like to keep Sheng company, but he's not interested in women these days!"

"Alright! Let's get down to business. Go upstairs now. I've prepared some top-quality nighttime liquor for you. It's on the kitchen counter. Have Miss Wu give it to Fourth Young Master Wen. Don't do anything else."

"Give the dancers a fee; I've already prepared the amount. Let her keep our Fourth Young Master Wen company. It's best if she doesn't use condoms."

"What do you mean, 'understand'?"

With a cigar dangling from her mouth, Xi Ren watched McCaw lighting a cigarette across from her, letting this loose-tongued scoundrel act according to her plan.

After saying that, he reached into his small bag, took out two large bundles of gold bulls, and threw them to McCaw.

Seeing the banknotes flying towards him, McCaw quickly reached out and caught them, then stuffed them into his pocket.

It wouldn't cost much to bribe Miss Wu to have sex with Young Master Wen. If he gave her too much, she would become suspicious. He had been busy all night and finally saw his reward!
(End of this chapter)