Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 508, Section 98: Misfortune
The henchmen standing there, seeing their two brothers, with whom they had spent every day, now in such a state, all swallowed hard and nodded frantically, indicating that they would not follow the old path.

Chi Mengli nodded to Acong and walked into the first room. The room was not very big, with only a bed, pillows and blankets on it, but it was covered in dust and had a faint musty smell.

This set of pillows and bedding hasn't been used in a long time.

Turning her head, Chi Mengli saw a steel rack nailed to the wall, covered with stacks of banknotes wrapped in plastic wrap. On either side of the banknotes were two large incense burners, each with sticks as thick as an arm stuck in them.
All of them were big shots and big winners. Chi Mengli took out the dagger from her pocket, pressed the spring, and the blade popped out, neatly cutting open the plastic wrap and revealing the banknotes inside.

Reaching out, I pulled out a stack of banknotes and noticed they were still bound with the Chinese bank's logo. As my hand slid over the acid-free paper, I sensed something was off; the banknotes were far too new and rather thin.

Suspicious, Chi Mengli quickly glanced at the anti-counterfeiting code number and immediately felt a toothache. All the banknotes and paper money had the same number. This was dog food that someone else had given to Professor A.

A Taurus with consecutive numbers is inherently difficult to sell, but a Taurus with only one number is so difficult to digest that even if you had the appetite of Lao Tzu's Eight Trigrams Alchemy Furnace, you still couldn't digest it.

Professor A's failure has backfired once again.

"Brother Sheng, is there a problem?"

When Ah Cong, who was standing at the door, saw Chi Mengli's bitter smile, he immediately sensed that something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to ask what was going on.

"We're being treated like fish to be slaughtered!"

Chi Mengli kept one bill, threw the rest to Acong and told him to look at it himself. Then, not giving up, he opened another bill, took out a stack, and found that they all had the same anti-counterfeiting number.

Ah Cong looked at the stack of banknotes from beginning to end and saw that they all had the same serial number. He was furious. He threw the banknotes on the ground, his eyes bloodshot, and prepared to go back and cause trouble for Professor A.

"Come back! You impatient brat!"

"Just because others can't handle it doesn't mean we can't."

Chi Mengli knew that Acong was going to cause trouble for Professor A, but going to Professor A to settle scores now would be of no use at all. Even if she beat up Professor A and his wife, it would not help!
Professor A is willing to confess, so he's not afraid of being held accountable later. Besides, this matter really can't be blamed on Professor A, because most of the money in his hands comes from this kind of dog food.

There's no need to waste money on a clean-cut person like me.

Chi Mengli opened a few more pieces, completely giving up. Most of the money in this vault was probably counterfeit bills with the same serial number. He had no interest in such low-quality dog ​​food.

Have the henchmen outside take inventory, and have someone notify Xiren, who is keeping watch at the stairwell, to call Bo Cai Dong over, and also bring some extra bags and two money counting machines.

Ah Cong's henchmen were stunned when they saw the banknotes hidden in several rooms. Their eyes and feet were glued to the spot. But after seeing the serial numbers, they all became extremely sad, as if their fathers and mothers had died.

They were all 49ers, they'd never seen a pig run, but they'd all seen pork, and they knew that this kind of fake cow, which was so obviously fake, was hard to digest. The two of them were laughing at the two brothers who had just stolen it.

They're really blind to use such trashy paper; they could easily play a blind man on TVB.

While gloating is one thing, the things that need to be done still need to be done.

The henchmen split into two groups. One group carried all the money from each room out and placed it on the ground.

Meanwhile, another group of people opened the plastic wrap one by one and counted the banknotes inside, but because there were too many, they could only count the stacks.

This room contained not only counterfeit banknotes with the same serial number, but also a short dog, a long fire, and five sweet potatoes. Chi Mengli stood by the window, hiding behind the curtains, observing her surroundings. She noticed a telescope in the next building, pointed directly at her room.

Even in this dire situation, Professor A didn't forget to save himself; his mind is truly sharp.

He was sharp as he was, but he couldn't treat people like fish on a chopping block. He coughed, stretched out his hand, and beckoned the defeated-looking Ah Cong to come to his side.

"Brother Sheng!"

"We've really messed up this time!"

A-Cong's face showed no sign of frustration, but his fiery eyes warned those around him that he was very angry.

Seeing this, Chi Mengli chuckled, pointed to the window opposite, and said, "That binoculars over there are low-end stuff; the person watching them is definitely not a cop."

"If we were cops, the area downstairs would be packed with uniformed officers by now, and we wouldn't be able to escape."

"Since they're not cops or police officers, we can do whatever we want. You take that sparrow to the other side. If there's anyone there, snatch it back. If there's no one there, stay inside and see if there's any unexpected surprise."

"clap clap"

"Bros!"

Chi Mengli clapped his hands, making the henchmen who were working look up, and said, "Everyone has done their part in this job, even if you didn't make any great contributions. So, 100,000 yuan each, so you can all have a prosperous New Year."

"Everyone knows the quality of this pile of waste paper. Even if the brothers take it to the market, the housewives selling vegetables won't accept it."

"If any of you brothers are short of coal or water, just tell me and bring home a few bundles to use as firewood and for boiling water."

“You all know the rules of the underworld and the family rules. If even a little bit of information gets out, the cops will definitely come knocking on your door. You scoundrels may not have committed any major crimes, but you're always getting into minor troubles. You're all regulars at the boys' home.”

"If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in jail in the ancestral hall, sew your mouth shut and don't cause trouble for the brothers!"

Those who need to be warned must be warned. After Chi Mengli finished speaking, she told Acong to get to work. Now, these fools in front of her all knew that the money in this room couldn't be spent, so they wouldn't have any wicked thoughts.

Ah Cong nodded, then took two henchmen and went out to cause trouble in the building across the street.

An hour later, Spinach Dong arrived with several trusted henchmen, carrying more than a dozen large bags and two large money counting machines.

Spinach Dong, who had just entered the room, was also shocked by the mountain of banknotes. He was now a well-known gangster, but no matter how powerful he was in the underworld, he was still a hoodlum who never went out on stage and didn't have much money in his hands.

But when he saw the banknotes on the ground, his mood plummeted from the highest heaven to the deepest hell; he was beyond dumbfounded.

"Brother Sheng! What are we going to do with this pile of waste paper?!"

He couldn't spend the money, nor could he throw it away. Even the usually resourceful Spinach Dong was at his wit's end. He could only look at Brother Sheng standing by the window, hoping that the big boss could come up with a solution.

(End of this chapter)