Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 484, Section 65: Mutual Concern

A table full of dishes was served, and Young Master Wen returned to his seat at the table.

"Ah Hu, you've been really helpful lately, getting rid of a lot of troublesome people."

Young Master Wen took out a paper bag that he had prepared beforehand, placed it next to Black Tiger, and continued with a smile, "None of those country bumpkins on Hefeng Street want to sell their land."

"Ah Hu is the one who has the best ideas. With just a flick of his finger, these country bumpkins can't hold on any longer."

"That's a ruthless tactic!"

There was 500,000 in the kraft paper bag; this was Black Tiger's reward. Nowadays, real estate developers must cooperate with triads and act as their main source of revenue, because conventional methods can't control the citizens of Hong Kong.

Ng Hop Street in Yuen Long is considered the most promising area in Yuen Long New Town, and the dingquan (household registrations) in this area are relatively more valuable.

The right to develop land is not important; the most important thing is to have land. However, with the right to develop land, land taxes are waived, handling fees are halved, and interest-free loans can be obtained.

This can be seen as a compromise by the foreigners to the Hong Kong gentry association. After all, the Justices of the Peace of the Hong Kong gentry association are not afraid of foreigners. You have troops stationed there, but we have our own people. Let's fight it out and see who can't hold out.

However, Yuen Long has very little profit. The core area of ​​Kowloon Island has always been Yau Tsim Mong, Kowloon City. Yuen Long's profits are not even a hair's breadth of Yau Tsim Mong's.

If the Wen family's real estate company wants to develop and double its stock market value, it still needs to expand into Kowloon City and Yau Tsim Mong.

He put the char siu on his chopsticks into his mouth and tasted it. He found that the char siu at Lu Yu Tea House was indeed much better than the roast meat shop he usually ate at, but with money in front of him, he couldn't care less about his appetite.

He reached out and opened the brown paper bag, quickly counted the banknotes inside, and seeing that the amount was correct, smiled and said to Young Master Wen, "Thank you, Young Master Wen."

"Calling me Young Master Wen is too formal. Just call me Brother Xin."

Wen Tianxin quickly corrected himself and further strengthened his relationship with Hei Ahu.

"Ah Hu, we're all family, no need for formalities."

Wen Laogui picked up a piece of roast goose leg, placed it on Hei Ahu's plate, put down his chopsticks, and said, "After thinking it over, I still think Ding Quan should fight for it, but we can't focus all our attention on Yuan Lang."

“Ah Hu, you are the real boss of Temple Street, the one who makes the decisions. You just took over Wenming Lane. You got this territory all by yourself. Even if Ji Mi helped out, you still took the lion’s share.”

“Wenming Lane is next to Temple Street MRT station. Although wealthy people all drive cars, the presence of the MRT station makes it convenient for them to get around.”

“I’ve found a piece of land that’s just 150 meters from the subway station. It’s a great location. It’s only a five-minute walk from the apartment building to the subway station, and I don’t have to deal with the noise from the subway station.”

"Ah Hu, what's your opinion? Tell us!"

Black Tiger planted his flag in Wenmingli, and Old Ghost Wen turned his attention to Wenmingli. He had talked to Handsome Sheng about it before, but Handsome Sheng refused.

The reason why Liangzai Sheng refused was very simple: Xinguang Real Estate Company had already set its sights on the land and was in the process of taking possession of the buildings. The boss of Xinguang Real Estate Company was Wang Haiquan.

Old Man Wen believed that he had given Handsome Sheng quite a lot of money. Both of the Wen family's construction sites were managed by Handsome Sheng, costing him three to four hundred thousand every month. The construction workers were all from Shui Fang's construction team.

These are lucrative opportunities that even small-time gangsters would beg for, but Handsome Sheng doesn't care about them.

However, Handsome Win's henchmen were very helpful. For the past six months, there have been no problems at either construction site. The thugs and country bumpkins who used to cause trouble have all disappeared.

But my own dog is disobedient and can't be used to guard the house! I need to get a new dog.

Black Tiger is the new dog that the Wen family has been promoting!

“Mr. Wen, you are an expert in business. I don’t know anything about business matters, and I can’t comment on them!”

"But don't worry, Mr. Wen, as soon as you start acquiring land, my men will immediately move in. Whoever gets in the way, I'll clear their territory."

“But the territory belongs to Grandpa. Even if I can keep it under control, my underlings will only stand up for me if they are willing to work for me. If I don’t feed my underlings, no one will do the work, and I can’t manage.”

“Wen Sheng, things are different now than before. You could just smash a fire bottle in, seal the firefighter with a red seal, wait until the whole family was burned down, then come out to put out the fire. Then you could just find a relative to come and claim the relationship, sign a contract, and everyone would be happy.”

“But now there is the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), and Temple Street is the territory of the Thirteenth Young Master. The Man family, the Tang family, and the Zhou family all have relatives there. If things get out of hand, these Justices of the Peace, representatives of the Gentry Association, and members of parliament will stand up, and none of them will have a good outcome.”

Temple Street is a murky place. Black Tiger has only occupied territory and planted his flag in Civilization, which does not mean he can do whatever he wants.

In Hong Kong, you can only sit down and share some leftovers if the grandfathers nod in approval.

Black Tiger hasn't even been seated yet; he can only stand by, waiting for his chance. Bullying ordinary citizens is one thing, but if you mess with the wrong people, can the Wen family cover for you? That's the key question. Of course, money is also essential. You, Old Devil Wen, want me to raise the flag, but you can't be stingy. Handsome Sheng has countless bosses behind him; more money means more ways to make money. A small breeze from a slap can turn into a tornado if it hits you.

If Black Tiger wants to survive, he needs enough sources of income, enough money, and more henchmen. Otherwise, he can't even stop the gambling dens and gambling enthusiasts. What's the point of him playing this game?
Listen to the music and understand the meaning; listen to the words and understand the tone. When Wen Laogui heard Hei A Hu's words, he immediately realized that this guy wanted him to reveal his secrets. All the gangsters who could climb up the ranks had some minor flaws, but none of them were mentally unstable!
"Don't worry! I've taken care of the Chinese secretary in the Department of Justice, my own people in the Housing and Building Department, the barristers, and the police officers in the West Kowloon Anti-Triad Unit."

“Ah Hu, I trust you to do things, but this is our first official collaboration. Ah Xin, bring out the box.”

Even a hero can be brought down by a single penny; without money, one can't move an inch.

Having escaped the disaster, Old Man Wen understood this principle better than anyone. He took a sip of the "Top Scholar's Porridge" to reassure Black Tiger that he had prepared everything.

Hearing his father's greeting, Wen Tianxin stood up, picked up a small leather suitcase from the chair next to him, placed it in front of Hei Ahu, and said with a smile, "Ahu, open it and take a look."

Black Tiger knew there was money inside the box. The atmosphere had been built up to this point, and he wasn't stupid; of course he knew what was inside!

But he still opened the box and found it full of red snapper, totaling about a million dollars, and on top of the stacks of red snapper was an envelope.

"Inside the envelope is a HSBC bank draft of 200,000. Ah Hu, you're getting married soon, this is my congratulatory gift for you. Marriage is a big event, you need money from the moment you open your eyes, not a penny less."

"This is just an appetizer. I have a big gift for you on your wedding day."

"The one million in the box is the start-up capital. If you don't have enough, just tell Ah Xin. You are young people and have common topics. I am addicted to fishing and am not often in Hong Kong, so it will be easier for you to communicate."

The real estate business is very lucrative, but there are many connections to be made, and the price offered by Wen Jiabao is not high.

But Robin, the real boss of Black Tiger's gang, is already dead. Handsome Sheng only uses him as a cannon fodder. He has no experience dealing with bosses. Rumors in the underworld are a mix of truth and falsehood. No matter how good the relationship is, no one will tell the truth.

Whether he made a profit or a loss, he was completely clueless.

Although Hei Ahu is a white paper fan, he is still a thug at heart. He is good at wielding knives and guns, making big movies, and dealing with big gangsters. But when it comes to business, he is ultimately a loser.

Looking at the 1.2 million in the box, he still couldn't hold back and could only close the lid of the box, saying with a smile, "Since Wen Sheng has asked, of course I'll help you get it done."

Hei Ahu didn't know the market price, but he knew the principle of "the sooner the money is in your pocket, the better"—money in your pocket is the most important thing!
Saved a million!

If this were done by Handsome Sheng, it would cost no less than two million, and afterwards he would have to pay two hundred thousand in "tea money".

Old Man Wen smiled and picked up another shrimp for Black Tiger, urging him to eat more.

The porridge was delicious, and Hei Ahu drank it all. He wiped his mouth, let out a satisfied burp, and wanted to smoke, but stopped himself. He gave an awkward laugh and said, "Wen Sheng, I've recently found a way to make money."

"But whether this path to wealth can be successfully established depends on Wen Sheng's approval!"

Do I need to nod myself?!

Old Man Wen was very curious about what kind of business Black Tiger was talking about! Fishing companies and fish processing plants were all places where handsome guys roamed, and Black Tiger probably wouldn't dare to get involved.

Daily Fresh Supermarket, sushi restaurants, and Japanese restaurants all require a huge amount of seafood every day. Currently, half of the seafood platters and fruit platters in Hong Kong's entertainment district are supplied by Daily Fresh. They can sell over ten tons of oysters a day alone.

Even if Wen Laogui were to part ways with Liangzai Sheng, he couldn't destroy such a treasure trove.

Production capacity has been ramped up. Large fishing boats are coming in from the Atlantic Ocean and Bangkok every day. If there are problems with the daily fresh seafood, the seafood I ordered will simply not be sold.

“Since we’re all on the same side, Mr. Wen, I won’t stand on ceremony. Recently, the number from Chung Ying Street contacted me, saying he wants to partner with me in business.”

“Now, our compatriots north of the border need a large number of radios. I have obtained a batch of cheap overstock goods, and now I need a port to ship them out.”

“This is a long-term business, and you’ll always have something to do. Mr. Wen, you’ve been through a lot. Now there’s demand again north of the border. You certainly won’t let go of such a lucrative business.”

“I heard that you, Wen Sheng, also own several electrical appliance factories. As long as the goods are shipped to the north of the border, the brothers of the Number Gang will count and settle the bill.”

"Wen Sheng, opportunities are limited. Let's get rid of the inventory we have now. Whether or not to continue investing is your decision, Wen Sheng. It's not something I, an outsider, can get involved in!"

"I've already made arrangements with the number accomplice. We'll deal with the goods in Wen Sheng's hands first. Every time they enter or leave the port, we'll pay Wen Sheng 20% ​​of the profits as toll fees!"

After finishing his sentence, Hei Ahu looked at Wen Laogui, waiting for his reply.

(End of this chapter)