Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 461, Section 42: Boxing Livestream

Two pigs rebelled, keeping the ones that could breed and killing the rest.

Black tiger snails and mud snails are both useful now, so we need to keep them.

Wen Laogui was heartbroken to find himself unharmed, but despite his sadness, he still cleared away all the construction debris and took over the business of getting the construction workers to work.

These are the rules, the rules of the underworld.

Thinking of this, Chi Mengli sneered and cursed inwardly, "Bullshit rules of the martial world!"

Is it because he has a bigger fist and can handle things? Although Black Tiger joined the gang later than him, Robin really put his heart into supporting him. It's just that he himself is not good enough.

Let this loser handle Temple Street. After fighting for half a year, he only managed to set up a few stalls and didn't even manage to take back a single street.

Big Mouth Duck didn't kill Black Tiger, but he blew Black Tiger's courage out of him. Now this loser only dares to be a coward and mess around with some small gangs and sunset gangs.

Don't drive a poor dog into a narrow alley. This simple philosophy of survival in the marketplace is something that even Black Tiger hasn't fully grasped.

Old Man Wen wanted a piece of the pie and to find a dog for the Wen family, so Black Tiger was a perfect fit. But if it came to the real estate business, that wouldn't work.

A construction site without the protection of gangsters is like a steaming roasted pork stand in front of a local temple. Not only do stray dogs covet it, but also the neighborhood housing estates, gangs, and small triads.

Even village chiefs and elders from the gentry association might lend a hand to help their poor cousins ​​earn a little pocket money.

Black Tiger's signboard isn't catchy enough; no one recognizes it even if you bring it up. It's not as useful as the toilet paper in a public restroom.

If the signboard can't cover it up, someone with ulterior motives will step in and tear a piece of flesh from the boss. The public order in Hong Kong belongs to the foreigners, while the streets belong to the triads.

However, the Chamber of Commerce and the Gentry Association secretly control Hong Kong. After all, most of the private land in Hong Kong is either in the hands of Hong Kong Land or the Gentry Association.

Even the Governor's Office and the Housing and Urban Development Bureau were so disgusted by these two groups of bloodsuckers that they had no choice but to start land reclamation to transform Tsuen Wan into a new town.

Chi Meng-li's rebirth point, Shau Kei Wan, is a new area for future development.

However, the Governor and the officers of the Housing and Urban Development Bureau would never smash the head of Hong Kong Land Group, nor would they aim their guns at the Gentry Association.

Hong Kong needs development, Hong Kong needs to reduce news coverage, and the three islands of Hong Kong should become the most shining star among the directly controlled colonies. After all, Australia, Singapore, Malaya, Malaysia, and Brunei are all heading towards a new future.

Hong Kong was the last foothold and last window of the British Empire in Asia.

The great nation of curry is currently embroiled in a lawsuit with Jardine Matheson, Standard Chartered Bank, and HSBC, with Swire Group as the defendant. This is because Swire Group's Curry Star Airlines is being sued by the curries for monopolistic practices, with the aim of seizing Swire's airports and airlines.

And that's not all. Curry Country also demands a fine of 150 million from Swire. Both sides are currently in London, presenting their respective demands before the Chief Justice.

However, it is foreseeable that in addition to building more housing estates and apartments in Hong Kong and applying for more public housing, the Governor will sell all the land in the new town to major real estate developers, such as Hong Kong Land Group.

Even if the Governor was unwilling to do so, the Director of the Housing and Urban Development Bureau would not hesitate to sell all the land to Hong Kong Land Group.

After all, the director had spent a fortune to buy this lucrative but worthless job from the Overseas Colonial Department, and it had almost depleted all his savings.

Of course, Hong Kong did not allow him to keep the last bit of money in his pocket. After arriving in Hong Kong and receiving his letter of appointment from the Governor's Office, the Director used all the money in his pocket to purchase special bonds of the Hong Kong Association.

These special bonds, with a return of up to 5,000 percent, guarantee that the Director will be able to take away at least £500,000 when he leaves Hong Kong.

Five hundred thousand pounds—that's enough for your family to live happily for two lifetimes, as long as you don't go to world-renowned upscale neighborhoods like Manhattan Island or London. Just living off the bank interest alone would make you a glamorous upper-class person.

These bonds, jointly issued by HSBC, Standard Chartered, Jardine Matheson, and Swire, were so powerful that even the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) dared not investigate them, given Sir John Kee, who was hailed as a paragon of justice by the ordinary citizens of Hong Kong.

He also secretly held two million pounds of special bonds in the Hong Kong Club's secret account.

No one will investigate, no one will care, just like the elephant in the house; if no one mentions it, it can be pretended not to be seen.

The main source of funding for these special bonds is Hong Kong Land, a company controlled by the four major foreign trading companies. All the foreigners in Hong Kong are waiting for these special bonds to pay their salaries every year.

Lei Luo's actions, involving connections at all levels and collusion, are nothing short of shameless plagiarism.

However, neither the upper nor lower councils of the ancestral homeland nor the Overseas Colonial Department issued any regulations prohibiting public officials from purchasing bonds in the secondary market, so these were all legal actions.

It is precisely because Xiangjiang Real Estate Group has to bear the brunt of these parasites that it has been constantly manipulating the market, deliberately causing several real estate market crashes to profit from them. Where there is profit, there are thugs!
“Set up a new company, a real estate company, and transfer all the contracts that Wen Laogui transferred to this new real estate company.”

"I'm about to receive a batch of great treasures. I'm going to give Old Man Wen a little surprise."

Chi Mengli opened her eyes, picked up the cigarette pack on her desk, pressed the switch, took out a Double Happiness cigarette, and lit it.

Now, most of the legal work in the brothel is done by Xi Ren.

Chi Mengli had already informed Shenxian Jin of the news that Ninth Sister wanted to wash rice. Regardless of whether the water room accepted the order or not, he was determined to get his hands on that pile of unreleased, never-before-seen rice from Ninth Sister.

"Bang."

The office is very soundproofed; it was built to recording studio standards by the construction team at Chi Mengli's request, which shows how loud the electronic gong outside is.

Chi Mengli patted Xiren's hand to stop the massage, stood up from her office chair, walked out of the office, and stood in the corridor to watch the boxing ring in the open space on the first floor.

The private box has a dedicated television set, and high-definition closed-circuit cameras are installed around the boxing ring, capable of transmitting high-definition video data. This video transmission system was developed by General Electric and costs $200,000 per set.

Chi Mengli ordered three apartments: one in the Dragon Palace and another in the Hercules Economic Center, which will be built in the future.

"boom blah blah"

The electronic gong continued to ring, and the TVB hosts, boxing analysts, and eloquent former boxers, who were already prepared, took their seats on the stage.

Ten high-definition cameras manufactured by Sony have been set up, and the photographers are installing the cameras on the pre-designed rigs to ensure there are no blind spots from any angle.

Chi Mengli raised her wrist, glanced at her watch, and realized that it would be five minutes to eight o'clock in the evening.

TVB did not broadcast "Unforgettable Tonight" tonight. This flagship variety show of TVB is showing signs of decline, dropping by several percentage points every month.

This variety show, beloved by the entire Hong Kong public, is becoming increasingly uninteresting due to its increasingly dull content and excessive commercials. Even though it's free, ordinary citizens are becoming less and less willing to watch it.

If there were other free nighttime entertainment programs, TVB would have paid the price for its shortsightedness long ago.

Making money is not shameful, but giving up everything for the sake of making money is shameful!

Chi Mengli's goal was never TVB. Uncle Shao is a miser, a stingy wretch, the Grandet of Hong Kong, a ruthless tycoon. Cooperating with this old scoundrel would be disastrous for her.

However, TVB's sports executive producer approached Nosebleed Keung many times and made many promises. Nosebleed Keung had no choice but to bite the bullet and mention it to his boss, Spinach Tung, who then mentioned it to him once.

Waiting for a higher price to sell is a good idea.

Chi Mengli nodded in agreement and gave TVB the broadcasting rights to the first match of AKB (Asian Free Fighting Championship) this season. However, Attorney Zhang also drafted a special contract, which was signed by TVB's lawyer.

Boxing and free fighting have very high TV ratings in Europe and America. The boxing market in Hong Kong was the same at the beginning. But now, due to the endless stream of match-fixing and illegal betting, ticket sales in Hong Kong are not going up.

As a playboy, the prince knows that the entertainment industry can make money, but a gangster is still a gangster; he doesn't know how to make money legally and only thinks about withdrawing cash quickly.

But you can't blame the gangsters for this. According to the police, the average lifespan of a "red stick" (a high-ranking official in the underworld) is less than 33 months.

This is the average of the thirty-three months, which is calculated by including the chaotic era and the big shots in the martial arts world before and after the restoration.

Take it slow and steady!
Stop joking! We're all gangsters, living for today, not tomorrow. We don't know when we'll die or end up in jail, but that's what's reliable!
Brotherhood!

We're all adults, stop joking!
The prince is born into wealth, but everyone else is just a peasant. They need money to support a woman, drive luxury cars, and rinse their mouths with shark fin soup every meal!
in a hurry!
Chi Mengli turned her head and looked at Young Master Wang in the Emperor's Hall. She found that they had stopped singing and were all hugging the movie stars, their eyes shining as they watched the 45-inch TV screen.

General Electric is indeed amazing. In the era of LCD tubes, they actually managed to create a home theater system. They really risked their technology for enjoyment.

Huanxi sat on a small stool to the side, grinning widely as he looked down and took notes. It seemed that the bets in the private room were quite substantial.

"Old Ding! This is Mr. Zhao Shaojie, the chief producer of TVB's sports channel!"

"Brother Jie, this is my boss, Chi Sheng."

Spinach Dong led Nosebleed Qiang and Zhao Shaojie, the sports channel's chief producer in a suit, to Chi Mengli. Spinach Dong coughed and told Nosebleed Qiang to greet them.

(End of this chapter)