Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 517, Section 107: I advise you to stop messing around with airplanes.

The car drove all the way to the Taikoo Wharf Dispatch Center. Hei Ahu asked Niluo to park the car, and then, carrying his briefcase and wearing sunglasses, he walked into the dispatch center building.

The Taikoo Wharf dispatch center is undergoing equipment upgrades, with all equipment now using IBM's enterprise data center. A local area network has also been installed in the information hall, and computers are being transported into the dispatch center.

Black Tiger, carrying his briefcase, dodged the installation workers who were on their way and entered the elevator, pressing the number five with practiced ease.

The elevator goes directly to the fifth floor, which is the headquarters of Swire Freight, the brain of the Swire fleet. Eighty percent of the fleet in Hong Kong receives orders from Swire.

After all, many of Asia's golden waterways and famous docks are controlled by Swire.

We've reached the fifth floor.

Black Tiger stepped out of the elevator, walked up to the receptionist, and said, "Hello! Is Mr. Billy here?"

Upon seeing a familiar face, the receptionist nodded, picked up the phone, and spoke briefly in English with the person on the other end. After receiving a positive response, she hung up and told Black Tiger, "Sir, Mr. Billy is in his office."

"Mr. Billy requests your presence!"

“Judith, could you please take this gentleman to Mr. Billy’s office?”

A receptionist named Judith came out from behind the front desk and led Black Tiger to Mr. Billy's office.

As the general manager of the freight center, Billy has a large office in the Swire Freight Centre. At this moment, he is not working, but wiping golf clubs with a towel in his hand.

"Dang Dang Dang"

"Mr. Billy, your guest has arrived."

Judith, the receptionist outside Bill's office, knocked on the door, announced her arrival in English, and then turned and left.

After the receptionist left, Black Tiger pushed open the office door and walked into the office of his old acquaintance, Billy the foreigner.

“Mr. Bill, I heard from Mr. Wen that you have registered for the Swire-sponsored golf tournament. I was worried that you might not have all the equipment, so I came here to sponsor you. I hope you can win the championship.”

Hei Ahu closed the door, finished his opening remarks, unzipped his briefcase, reached inside, pulled out a thick stack of gold bulls, and placed them on the desk.

Bill, who was wiping his golf clubs, was overjoyed to see that Black Tiger had brought him money to upgrade his equipment. He put down his golf clubs and replied with a smile, "Tiger, do you have eyes that can see a thousand miles and ears that can hear the wind?"

"The group just signed the contract, and you found out about it right away."

"amazing!"

Black Tiger zipped up his briefcase, his face full of smiles, and his mouth full of flattery: "We Chinese have an old saying, but it has been changed in recent years."

"Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles!" Actually, this saying is wrong. Good news travels far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. That's the right way to say it!

“Hong Kong is a small place with a lot of media. Now all golf enthusiasts know about it, but in my opinion, they’ve all wasted their time.”

"Mr. Billy is a master of golf; if he plays normally, none of them have a chance."

A person should know their own limitations. Even though he knew that Black Tiger was lying, Billy was still very happy. It's always a good thing to have someone supporting you.

"Tiger, your mouth is even more interesting than Eric Tsang, the famous talk show host from TVB."

"Tiger, are you here for a new container this time? Is it to Shenzhen this time? Or to Hawaii?"

Billy complimented Black Tiger and then steered the conversation toward business.

Black Tiger is a gangster. Old Ghost Wen, the middleman, had already told him that the gangsters in Hong Kong only do a few kinds of business. As long as you mention the location, you can roughly know what kind of goods they have.

If it's shipped to Honolulu or Hawaii, it's definitely a white lady (referring to a woman who sells pork); if it's shipped to Shenzhen, it's definitely outdated home appliances.

Billy put the golf clubs back in his bag, counted the banknotes on his desk, and found that there were HK$200,000 in bills. He then opened a drawer and put the banknotes in.

“Mr. Billy, your brilliant strategy has failed this time. This container is destined for Mumbai and will be shipped in three days. I heard that Swire is currently short of containers. I hope Mr. Billy can free up a large container for me.”

"Don't worry! They're just home appliances!"

Home appliances?

If it's a normal household appliance, then there's no need for them to come knocking on your door with cash! Just go through customs, apply for a container, it's the off-season now, and Billy has quite a few containers on hand.

Now containers need to be inspected before they can be sealed. The security personnel are sent by customs. When inspecting and locking the goods, they also bring search dogs to sniff out any problems inside.

While others might not have the connections to get past security, Billy did. He was a mid-level manager in customs, and Swire poached him to handle the problems at the docks.

Billy chuckled, said nothing, but simply tapped his finger on the desk.

Foreigners are just greedy!
Tapping your fingers simply means that you haven't reached the correct number and need to add more.

Black Tiger cursed inwardly, but there was nothing else he could do but continue taking out the golden bull from his briefcase and placing it on the table.

“Mr. Billy, you have seen my sincerity. This is my bottom line. If this still doesn't work, I will have to look for other ways!”

He pulled out another 200,000 yuan. Hei Ahu felt his briefcase was much lighter, but there was nothing he could do. That's how it is when you're out there trying to make money. If you can't get through the connections, you won't get anything!
With an extra 200,000 in income, Billy's smile widened. He opened his cigarette case, took out a cigar, and tossed it to Black Tiger. He then found the customs declaration form among a pile of documents and threw it on the table.

"Out of consideration for our past relationship, I'll give you an expedited order, and the container is the largest available. As long as you go downstairs and pay the amount, you can start loading the goods."

"You're in luck. There's a ship coming in three days, but its final destination isn't Mumbai; it's going to Delhi. However, the cargo ship will unload some goods in Mumbai."

"Tiger Cub! You're so lucky!"

"But don't be too ruthless in your actions. If someone comes knocking on my door, I won't admit it."

After Billy finished speaking, he also took out a cigar, put it in his mouth and lit it. He was collecting fees, but the company's profits also needed to be guaranteed.

lucky!
Flop!

This luck was bought with my own money, 400,000 per time, it's ridiculously expensive!
However, this debt can all be attributed to Ninth Sister; Black Tiger only paid in advance.

Having finished discussing the matter, Black Tiger lit a cigar, took the customs declaration and container documents, and left Billy's office.

Taking the elevator back to the first floor, Hei Ahu dutifully filled out the customs declaration form according to the information given by Jiu Guniang, obtained the container number slip, and paid 15,000 yuan in freight.

Having successfully completed his mission, Black Tiger packed the container manifest into his briefcase, left the Taikoo Dispatch Center, and got into his car.

"Mud Snail, give the container manifest to Ah Kun and have him take it to Chou Xi A Jiu, and also get the agreed amount back."

Black Tiger sat in the back seat, opened his briefcase, took out the container manifest, and tossed it to Mud Snail in the driver's seat.

"I know!"

Mud Snail stepped on the gas, turned the steering wheel, and left the Taikoo Dispatch Center.

The original container manifest quickly ended up in Xiren's hands.

Mud Snail stood to the side, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, curiously watching a long row of washing machines, at least fifty of them, all running.

"Go out and find a place to eat, it's on me. Then come to the antique shop and swindle me out of my money in an hour."

Xi Ren looked at the container manifest in her hand with satisfaction, then flicked it with her finger, making a crisp sound.

After admiring it for a few seconds, she put the shipping manifest into her handbag, then took out a small stack of large gold bulls from her handbag and stuffed them into Mud Snail's shirt.

"The branch knows perfectly well who is doing the work and who isn't! The branch will not treat the brothers unfairly."

The shirt pocket was heavy, containing at least twenty or thirty thousand. Mud Snail smiled. That stinky Xi Hei A Hu didn't treat him like a boss at all. This good-for-nothing eats and drinks well every day, while his brothers are all suffering.

There's no future in following a big shot like that; it's better to abandon the darkness and embrace the light sooner rather than later.

"Sister-in-law, I'm Sheng's henchman, a member of the gang. You're too kind. I've already spoken to Kou Shui Kun. I'll treat him to roast goose at 7 pm tonight. Just give him the shipping manifest then."

Mud Snail knew that the woman in front of him, Sister Xiren, was the girlfriend of Brother Shengsheng, the handsome leader of the gang. He very tactfully called her "Sister-in-law" to appease her.

Xi Ren smiled and nodded in satisfaction, telling Ni Luo to go ahead and get busy. Watching Ni Luo's departing figure, Xi Ren smiled. This scoundrel was actually quite sharp and quick-witted; he had actually come up with a pledge of loyalty.

After the unfamiliar faces were gone, a few henchmen wearing masks continued their work, dismantling stacks of large gold bulls and throwing them into ten large basins filled with dry soil in front of them.

Make sure each large golden bull is covered in dust, then shuffle them and put them into different net bags. Each net bag also contains a dozen or so women's heads, stones, and crayons of various colors.

The henchmen picked up the net bags filled with banknotes, placed them on a fair scale, weighed one kilogram per bag, threw a small amount into the washing machine, and then took out a pressure sprayer used for watering plants and sprayed water onto the net bags.

The amount of water sprayed is strictly controlled. 100 ml of water is sprayed into each mesh bag to keep the surface of the large cow inside the bag moist.

After spraying the water, the henchman picked up another spray bottle containing a mixture of various odors, including urine, women's sweat, perfume, oyster sauce, vinegar, and sesame oil, and sprayed 10 milliliters into it.

After completing these two water spraying processes, the henchman closed the washing machine lid, switched the washing machine to dry cleaning, and started the washing machine to spin dry.

These henchmen are very professional; they all have timers because the spin-drying process only takes one minute. Any longer than that, and it will damage the banknotes.

Every minute, they would pause the washing machine, take out the mesh bag, and throw it back into the dust basin, letting the giant bull roll in the dirt. After rolling around, the giant bulls would be put into a small cart and pushed through the corridor to another warehouse.

The henchmen in this warehouse were responsible for cleaning the banknotes. They poured all the banknotes from the mesh bags into baskets, sprayed the large gold bulls with a small spray bottle to moisten them again, and then placed them one by one into the oven tray.

The maximum capacity of a tray is eighteen large bulls. Once it is full, it will be placed in the oven, the temperature will be adjusted to 51 degrees Celsius, and the heating time will be 27 seconds.

Twenty-seven seconds is enough to dry the moisture off the banknotes, turning a brand-new Golden Bull into a half-new, half-old Golden Bull with various sweat stains and smells.

Two Western women dressed in bikinis, also wearing masks and gloves, were repackaging the dried and scrambled Taurus cards.

These large golden bulls were the filthy rice that Chi Mengli exchanged for with fake golden bulls. Shenxian Jin didn't go too far by giving the dog food to the consecutive numbers directly. Instead, she took out several batches of filthy rice from the silver furnace and mixed them into the payment.

The henchmen acted quickly, and the five million was settled in just over ten minutes. Pineapple, who had just returned from Amsterdam, placed the packaged five million Hong Kong dollars in front of Xiren.

"Sister Xiren, the amount you requested has been settled!"

After finishing speaking, Pineapple fell silent, waiting for Xiren to give her orders.

"Prepare one million separately tonight, and Spinach Dong will come to collect the amount. From now on, prepare one million every night, and someone will take care of it."

"Keep an eye on the silver furnace. Contact me via walkie-talkie if anything goes wrong!"

After giving her instructions, Xiren picked up the bag, stood up, put on her sunglasses, and walked out of the warehouse.

The sun was shining brightly, and thankfully she was wearing sunglasses. Xi Ren enjoyed the bustling street scene of Shanghai. When she saw the black Toyota Hiace minivan parked by the roadside, she smiled meaningfully.

Then, with her two straight, long legs, she walked without looking back to the Hong Sheng Sparrow Pavilion, which was a hundred meters away.

"Calling the big donkey! Calling the big donkey! The Empress has appeared! The Empress has appeared, carrying a bag in her hand! Over!"

The code name given to Xi Ren by the Criminal Intelligence Bureau's tracking team was "Empress," while the code name given to Jasmine was "Palace Maid," which was considered to have a very perverse sense of humor.

The men in the van reported the news that Xi Ren had appeared with a bag in her hand to Big Donkey, who was hiding in the apartment building opposite Hong Sheng Sparrow Pavilion.

Sitting on the sofa, the head of the surveillance team, Big Stupid Donkey, who was organizing photos, reluctantly put down the photos, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said helplessly, "What's going on!"

"Are you acting out a Qing Dynasty drama with me?"

"Your Majesty! This is outrageous! You're all just messing around!"

"Do you know what's in the bag that the Empress is holding?"

The tracking team member inside the black Toyota Hiace van, upon hearing his superior's question, replied with absolute certainty, "No way!"

"Hey, you big dummy, it's time to get a new car. The parking attendants at the water station should have noticed our car by now."

This hen's cry caused Big Donkey's mentality to collapse, but in order not to expose himself, he had no choice but to agree to let his subordinates go and change vehicles.

Hong Sheng Mahjong Hall is Liang Zai Sheng's hideout, and the entire Shanghai Street is full of Liang Zai Sheng's henchmen. If you don't want to be discovered, you have to be extra careful.

They've been keeping an eye on Handsome Sheng for two weeks now, but haven't gotten any useful information. Officer Bai Fengxian is already very dissatisfied. The Criminal Intelligence Bureau has a lot of cases, and both teams are stuck in Yau Ma Tei, having spent over a hundred thousand dollars.

If there are no results at all, it will be difficult to explain this matter.

Thinking of this, the big donkey scratched his head and sighed. Now he could only pin his hopes on Jasmine, hoping that this good-for-nothing could turn the tide, find useful information, and send Handsome Sheng to the ancestral hall.

Jasmine, inside the enemy camp, had no idea that her superior had placed all his bets on her. If she had known, she could only roll her eyes.

Jasmine has now become a proper gangster, which is understandable. She spends all her time eating, drinking, sleeping, and doing other chores at Hung Shing Casino, hanging out with these multi-talented gangsters. She's bound to pick up some good habits from them.

At this moment, she was carrying a bowl of rock sugar bird's nest and carefully making her way to the office of the handsome young man on the third floor.

"Sister-in-law, why are you bringing Sheng-ge sweet soup? One bowl a day, he'll get diabetes soon!"

The water room henchman guarding the third-floor platform, upon seeing Jasmine, immediately started joking around without any regard for propriety. This former policewoman was very magnanimous and could take a joke.

"Damn it! If your boss heard this, he'd slap you across the face. 'The more you talk, the more mistakes you make,' didn't your father teach you that?"

"Outrageous!"

"Open the door quickly!"

This water room henchman clearly has no experience in the workplace, yet he dares to talk nonsense. If this were a police station, he would have been sent by the officers to block the gun barrel long ago.

There's really no talent left among the gangsters; how could such a scoundrel manage to become a gangster?

Jasmine couldn't stand it anymore, so she taught the gatekeeper, Shuifang Sijiuzi, a lesson and told the good-for-nothing to open the gate right away.

The guard realized he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly shut up, opened the roller shutter, and let Jasmine through.

Carrying the rock sugar bird's nest, Jasmine carefully stepped over the threshold of the roller shutter door, went up to the third floor, and knocked on the door of Handsome Sheng's office.

The door to Handsome Sheng's office is a steel door, a security door. It has a key and can be opened from the outside. If you don't have the key, you can only open it from the inside.

Jasmine took a big step back, a forced smile on her face, waiting for Handsome Sheng to open the door.

Half a minute later, the door to Handsome Sheng's office opened, and Handsome Sheng's handsome face appeared in Jasmine's eyes.

"Brother Sheng, I ordered some sweet soup downstairs, I'll bring you a bowl."

When Jasmine saw Handsome Sheng appear, she immediately raised the bowl in her hand to indicate her purpose.

To be honest, Chi Mengli really dislikes drinking sugar water; it's just too sweet. If she drinks a bowl every day, she could easily develop diabetes in three months. But this guy, Zhen, with whom she had a brief fling, uses sugar water as an excuse to sneak into her office every day, clearly with ulterior motives.

The quality of the Criminal Intelligence Bureau's men is getting worse and worse. Normally, when they're distributing drugs, they need to be on the streets for three years, so that their whole family and neighbors know that they've become gangsters.

Even so, one still has to accumulate three years of seniority within the organization before trying to stand out.

Or some of these agents will never rise to prominence; they'll just remain as lowly clerks, convenient for gathering intelligence.

The only one who's determined to strike at the heart of the enemy is this damned bastard right in front of us!
Jasmine has been able to stay at Hong Sheng Sparrow House without being kicked out because Chi Mengli wants to use someone else's strength against him. There are too many people watching him, and he can use Jasmine to pass on information back to the police station.

But this woman's actions were still too obvious!
"come in!"

Although Chi Mengli was a little unhappy, she still told Jasmine to get into the office.

"I just tried a bowl of the sweet soup that Ah Dong ordered. The Li Ji Restaurant's cooking is really good; it tastes better than what my mom makes."

"Brother Sheng, please do me the honor and try it."

Jasmine placed the bowl on the desk and glanced at the ledgers on it; these were also evidence.

Chi Mengli picked up the pipe, poured out a Double Happiness cigarette, put it in her mouth, and lit it with a lighter from the desk, completely ignoring Jasmine's little actions.

If all the gangsters who collect fees and water charges were to be arrested, Hong Kong would need to build another hundred jail rooms.

He sat back in his executive chair, put his legs on the desk, looked at Jasmine, pondered for a moment, and said, "Sister Jasmine, I've taken care of your loan sharking."

"I've become a laughing stock in the underworld. Now all my good brothers are calling me to make fun of me."

"Forget about this amount, consider it a donation to the police station. Could you please be lenient and spare my life?"

Jasmine pulled up a chair and sat opposite Chi Mengli, saying with a smile, "I'm currently submitting a report to apply for reinstatement, and I'm working on pulling strings right now."

"Even if he is reinstated, he will still be destined to guard the pond in his next life."

“Brother Sheng! I’ve been running Hong Sheng Mahjong Hall, and not a single troublemaker has come up with a problem. I’ve already been very polite by not charging you any fees.”

"But Sheng, I've noticed something: you're a heavy smoker, smoking at least three packs a day. Please! Smoke less, or you'll get lung cancer!"

Jasmine spoke from the heart. Handsome Sheng, that good-for-nothing, never puts a cigarette in his hand, smoking at least three packs a day. Even if he gets enough nutrition, his body can't keep up with that kind of smoking.

Furthermore, the police station has already invested over 100,000 dollars in this ice-breaking project. If labor costs are included, the total has reached 300,000 dollars. Two teams are stationed in Yau Ma Tei.

If you can't come up with something creative, you'll be guaranteed to lose even the pond!
He is under a lot of pressure, and smoking is the only way for Chi Mengli to relieve his stress, without exception. However, his health is still good. He has regular check-ups and takes lung-clearing pills, which are very effective.

He finished his cigarette before picking up the spoon from the bowl, stirring the rock sugar bird's nest a couple of times, and said nonchalantly, "Guarding the pond is a good job now."

"Ten thousand dollars a month, all you need to do is take a stroll in the morning and evening, and on Saturdays and Sundays you can take a day off and go back to Hong Kong Island or Kowloon Island. If someone offered me such a leisurely job now, I would definitely give up my position as the head of Yau Ma Tei to them."

"Boss, we both know exactly what you're here for!"

“I, Handsome Sheng, am a good man who doesn’t fight with women. If it were any other son-in-law, he would definitely sell you to a brothel in Malaysia. I guarantee there would be plenty of perverts interested in you.”

"I don't look at noodle stalls, I don't touch horse stalls or gambling dens, you can't cause me any trouble."

Chi Mengli made her point clear, telling Jasmine to give up on the idea and save her the trouble of messing around at Hongsheng Mahjong Hall.

(End of this chapter)