Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 521, Section 111: Each Has Their Own Hidden Thoughts

Kou Shui Kun took the order form, didn't even look at it, folded it briefly, and stuffed it into his pocket.

I can't understand it even if I look at it, and it's a waste of time to look at it.

He picked up the spoon, took a sip of the braised shark fin soup, and found it incredibly flavorful!
"The rich kids just know how to enjoy life. They eat shark fin, bird's nest, and abalone every day. How could they have any worries!"

Yes! With money, what troubles could there be!
What's bothering you?
Never heard of it!
Mud Snail grinned, stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, and said, "My dad always says that a person's fate is predetermined by heaven, but I don't believe it!"

"Now there's an opportunity, want to pull off a heist?"

Let's pull off a heist?!

Kou Shui Kun put down his spoon, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said with a smile, "If it's about making money, of course I have time, but if it's troublesome, just consider it my escape to the Netherlands!"

"When things are good, we're brothers; when trouble comes, we're nowhere to be found." This is the usual tactic of gangsters.

But Mud Snail knew that Kou Shui Kun was just talking; how could someone who would sell even his own parents for money possibly let go of an opportunity to make a fortune?

I want to pull off a heist!

"The boss is doing things behind Lao Ding's back. Lao Ding said that no one in the gang is allowed to run a noodle stall. We are taking action to eliminate this scourge for the gang."

"Ah Kun, you know better than anyone how much cargo there is. One container of cargo is enough for you and me to eat shark fin and abalone for a lifetime."

After Mud Snail finished speaking, he picked up the plate and drank all the soup and chicken wings. After all the soup was in his stomach, he wiped his mouth with his hand and casually threw the plate on the table.

"Bang."

The soup bowl made a muffled thud, which also broke the silence in Kou Shui Kun's heart.

He had to bend over all day, and life as a junior was tough. If he had a chance to turn his life around, he certainly wouldn't miss it.

"The road is good, but it's hard to walk on. If Brother Hu finds out, he'll skin us alive!"

“Your parents, your sister and brother are all in Hong Kong. If this gets out, you and I will never be able to recover.”

"Brother Hu usually has a foul mouth, but he's actually quite good to you. You can run the underground betting station. Take it slow and steady, and things will get better day by day."

"I'll just assume you're drunk and talking nonsense. Don't do anything foolish!"

Kou Shui Kun shook his head and didn't reply, but instead advised Ni Luo not to overthink things.

"An underground betting station?!"

Mud Snail shook his head with a smile, sneered, and said, "That bastard Black Tiger said I don't take enough cut and wants me to give up my underground betting station and transfer my money to Haniu."

"Everyone knows that Ha Niu gave his girl to Hei A Hu and they became like-minded people. Of course, you help me and I help you."

"My sister is hospitalized. It costs fifty yuan a day and all medications are covered. But the medications from the public hospital are completely useless. She needs to buy medications from outside drug dealers. Each injection costs three thousand yuan and she needs to get one injection a week. They say it can add ten years to her life."

“Ah Kun, you’re my brother, so I won’t lie to you. The accounts at the underground betting station are inaccurate and don’t match up. I’ve uncovered a huge sum of money. If the branch or the gang investigates the accounts, I’m definitely doomed.”

"There's no way out if we turn left, and there's no way out if we turn right, so we might as well take a gamble!"

Mud Snail didn't mince words and told everyone the whole truth before picking up her bowl of white rice, putting a piece of fish belly meat into it, and eating it heartily.

Kou Shui Kun unscrewed the brandy, put the two glasses together, grabbed a handful of ice cubes, threw a few into each glass, and then poured the brandy, worth several hundred yuan, into the glasses.

He toasted himself and his good buddy across from him, muttering helplessly, "Damn it! You dare to swindle money? Aren't you afraid the gang leader will have you killed?"

"Brother Mud Snail, you're eating meat, don't drag the rest of us down with you!"

Mud Snail picked up his wine glass, clinked it against Saliva Kun's, and drank most of it in one gulp. He said nonchalantly, "It's no big deal! In the underworld, if you don't rise to the top and get a job, you'll always be a nobody."

"What about Lao Ding? A year ago, he was just another nobody, Lao Si Jiu. After he planted his flag in Yau Ma Tei, who dared to speak loudly in front of him? Even that bastard Hei A Hu only rose to power by killing his good brother, Chicken Boy."

"It's the easiest thing to be a big shot. When there's work to be done, henchmen do it; when there's nothing to do, you can sleep with a woman and collect water bills."

"When it comes to fighting and killing, it's always us, the gang of henchmen, who are always the first to rush in."

“Last time I drew lots, I realized that I, the leader, was bound to get into trouble sooner or later. Either I would be taken down by other gangs or betrayed by my own boss.”

"Since we're all going to die sooner or later, we might as well take a gamble!"

Mud Snail put down his wine glass, picked up a piece of char siu with his chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth to suppress the surging alcohol.

Those gangsters who roam the streets rarely end up well; they either hang themselves on the street or spend their entire lives in jail, only being released when they are old and frail.

Kou Shui Kun nodded, acknowledging Mud Snail's words, and gestured for him to continue.

“I have two good brothers working for me, and with you, Ah Kun, there are four of us in total. We’ve got this batch of goods in high demand. I’ve contacted a boss who specializes in buying this kind of smuggled goods, and he offers fair prices.”

"This is the cost of the equipment: four long-handled firearms, four black star weapons, a sorghum vest, and four sorghums."

"We both know the time, the place, and how many henchmen are guarding it. After it's done, you get 30%, I get 30%, and the remaining two brothers each get 20%."

"After I finish this job, I will take my whole family on the ship and never return to Hong Kong for the rest of my life."

"Whether it's the Netherlands, Australia, Singapore, or Malaysia, the world is so big, there's always a place Black Tiger can't find."

"Hei Ahu is doing things behind Lao Ding's back. He doesn't dare to make a fuss and can only suffer in silence. If Lao Ding finds out, he will definitely skin him alive."

“If the goods are robbed, Ninth Sister will definitely not let it go. Black Tiger has received the rent, so he must provide security. According to the rules of the martial arts world, he should be in charge of the payment.”

"Everyone only wants to cause trouble for Black Tiger. Nobody cares about you or me. Back then, we had our numbers and would have run to the ends of the earth long ago."

Logically speaking, it was foolproof for the mud snail to reveal its plan.

The henchmen under Ninth Sister's command must have weapons, so we need to have heavy firepower: four long guns and four short guns, enough to get things done.

When the time comes, just drive the truck away to the nearby mountains, load the goods into the prepared truck, deliver them directly to the boss, get the silver notes, and then get on the ship and leave.

Mud Snail pulled a thick stack of gold bulls from his pocket and placed them on the table. These were also black silver notes from the account, used to purchase weapons. Mouthwatering Kun had acquaintances in Kowloon Walled City and could get the weapons.

Seeing the large golden bull on the table, Kou Shui Kun finally admitted that Ni Luo was serious. He reached out and stuffed a thick stack of large golden bulls into his pocket, saying helplessly, "Good brother, you're actually going to do this for real."

"These numbers are only enough to buy two long firecrackers, four short guns, two hundred peanuts, two sweet potatoes, and the vest you wanted, which we can't get now."

"Brother Mud Snail, I, Ah Kun, am just a worthless life, but you have family to protect. Have you really thought this through?"

The price of this stuff has gone up again! Mud Snail could only pull out a small stack of beef jerky from his pocket, put it on the table, and cursed helplessly, "The price of sesame oil has gone up! Peanuts have gone up too! But wages haven't gone up."

"Punch his mother!"

"Without a strong fire, we can't control the situation. If we really fight, our chances of winning are slim!"

Kou Shui Kun counted the number on his hand, nodded, and said, "I'll give the order number to Miss Jiu and then go to Kowloon Walled City to keep an eye on things."

"Kowloon Walled City is not safe at night. Goods cannot be transported out, and it is easy to be double-crossed. Tomorrow at noon, you can pick me up at the South Gate in a van."

"Before the matter of the account books is exposed, let's send our family members away to hide for a while. If we wait until the gang realizes what's going on, none of them will be able to leave."

"Don't tell anyone about this. I'll have a trusted underling keep an eye on things. I guarantee there won't be any problems."

Kou Shui Kun took another sip of brandy; he rarely got to drink such fine wine.

"I know!"

The mud snail nodded, indicating that it would handle it.

The two then examined other details: Kou Shui Kun had the key to the dock and could open the warehouse door without anyone noticing.

They chatted until the pager on Mud Snail's waist beeped, at which point he finally took out his money and paid the bill.

The two of them finished a whole bottle of brandy. After chatting for a while, they ordered half a dozen beers. When Kou Shui Kun walked out of the restaurant, he was a little unsteady on his feet, but he still knew his mission. He hailed a taxi and headed to the teahouse where he had arranged to meet Jiu Guniang.

But once he got in the car, the drooling went back to normal. Mud snails are really reckless, trying to make a big splash without even considering their own limitations.

However, this is also an opportunity for her to make a fortune. No one knows how many Miss Bais Ninth Sister will take away, but it certainly won't be a small amount. After all, Miss Ninth Sister is the precious daughter of Deng Qi, the leader of the Number Gang, and she wouldn't do small business.

Black eat black!
That's a great idea!

Kou Shui Kun smiled; he was already preparing to make a fortune.

Upon arriving at the teahouse under the Number Gang, Kou Shui Kun did not see Ninth Sister, but only Ninth Sister's leader, Bai He. After handing the shipping manifest to Bai He, Kou Shui Kun took his leave.

Bai He could smell the alcohol on Kou Shui Kun's breath, but he didn't care. Gangsters either drink or smoke, there's no difference.

He went upstairs and saw the big boss and Professor J chewing their nails together, so he deliberately coughed loudly to remind the big boss.

"What the hell! If you have tuberculosis, go see a doctor. I have plenty of money, don't be stingy!"

"The goods have been delivered?"

Ninth Sister pulled Professor J's finger out, which lightened the mood a bit.

Bai He knew her boss had a naturally foul mouth, so she didn't blame her and simply handed the container manifest to Ninth Sister. Ninth Sister, without even glancing at it, passed it directly to Professor J.

Professor J was very experienced. She first aligned the stamped part of the invoice with the chandelier above her head and found that the colors of the stamp had become all sorts of different colors, so she put it away with peace of mind.

"I'll do the work, don't worry!"

Seeing Professor J being so cautious, Ninth Sister was speechless. She told her old lover to rest assured that there would be no problems.

With the seal verified, Professor J was completely relieved. She put the shipping manifest in her pocket, stretched, and said wearily, "Handsome Sheng's money hasn't arrived in the account yet. Should we urge him?"

Hearing her old flame's words, Ninth Sister shook her head and immediately denied it, saying, "Don't be in such a hurry! You can't rush things!"

"Handsome Sheng said he would definitely transfer the money to the designated account within three days."

"Are you reliable with the banks in Dubai? Eighteen million Hong Kong dollars, which is nearly four million US dollars. You know, four million is enough to buy a top-tier apartment in the Upper East Side these days."

"If you go to Malibu Beach in Los Angeles, you can also buy a nice ocean-view villa."

"Most importantly, if this transaction goes through, the silver in the other money vaults can all be transferred out from Handsome Sheng's hands."

Professor A has been manipulating the pork market for less than five years, and he controls the entire Asian pork business. As for top-quality products like Blue Blood, not only in Asia, but even the research labs of the major corporations in South America cannot produce such a top-notch formula.

Even for business purposes, the Medellín Group purchases tens of tons of blue blood every year to provide to high-end customers.

Professor A has a large sum of money scattered throughout Hong Kong. Although it's all dog food, once cleaned, it's still a huge amount.

Unexpectedly, Professor A's enormous fortune ended up in Professor J's hands.

Ninth Sister also made a lot of money from it. Professor J has verbally agreed that after the rice is cleaned up, there will be two million clean coins deposited into his account.

Thinking of this, Ninth Sister asked, "There's still no news from Professor A?"

Upon hearing that Ninth Sister had brought up his boss, Professor J sighed heavily and bluntly stated, "Not a single piece of information."

“I’ve asked many people, but there’s no news at all. I’ve also gone to the safe house, but there was no trace of them there either.”

"Song Sheng didn't give a definite answer either. It seems that my godfather doesn't care about my sister-in-law at all. He hasn't made a move at all!"

In fact, Professor J secretly harbored the idea that she did not want Professor A to reappear; she had already emptied her coffers.

Even close brothers should keep clear accounts. When it comes to money, their eyes turn red. Even close relatives, brothers, and fathers and sons can't resist money, let alone these sworn siblings.

But if she wants to maintain her position in the pork business, she has to throw money around. The guys in her team are all scoundrels who won't get up early for nothing; without money, they won't even give you a second glance.

"If you ask me, it's better that Professor A didn't show up. You brothers don't have to tear each other apart and fight to the death."

“My father lost more than a dozen skilled men, and we have no idea where they are now. The number gang paid more than a dozen settlement fees for those men, and all of that is going to be charged to you.”

"You should hand over the demolition of Fire Phoenix to Number Gang for exclusive operation to make up for the losses."

"Also, you need to hurry up and deliver the amount that Professor A promised. Everyone in the entire line is waiting for you to ship the goods. If there are no problems this time, we will cooperate with Black Tiger and use his channels to ship the goods."

"The Netherlands route is now a lucrative way to make money. From the Netherlands, you can enter the whole of Western Europe, which is the richest region in the world."

Ninth Sister is very anxious now because the demolition gang of the Number Gang is causing her trouble all day long. She can only try to make excuses and say that pork will be available again soon.

"Don't rush! You yourself said that haste makes waste, but it's been dragging on for too long. As long as this trial is successful, we'll ship the goods from Black Tiger's dock."

Professor J yawned. She had had too much fun at the horse farm today and was a little tired. As for the specifics, her henchmen were handling them, and she didn't need to do it herself.

"Alright! Let's go back to the apartment. I recently learned a new move that I guarantee will make you feel like you're in heaven!"

Seeing that Professor J looked tired, Ninth Sister stood up, took out a few red snapper bills from her handbag, and threw them on the table.

This is a business run by the gang, specifically for brothers who have been injured but have made great contributions to the gang. They manage the business, and each brother pays a symbolic cut each month. How much they earn depends on their own abilities.

Ninth Sister wasn't stingy; she wouldn't skimp on the money she was owed. She took Professor J's hand, and the two left the teahouse chatting and laughing.

Chi Mengli led Xiren hand in hand into the headquarters building of Jardine Matheson Insurance. Although it was already night, the Jinshan Building was still brightly lit. The headquarters of Jardine Matheson Insurance Company was located on the eighth floor of the Jinshan Building.

Foreigners can be even more superstitious than the Chinese. It's also because there are no good floors left in the Jardine Matheson Commercial Centre that Jardine Matheson Insurance Company hasn't moved out of the Golden Hill Building.

Xizai carried two suitcases and followed behind Chi Mengli and Xiren.

At the front desk of the Jinshan Building, there stood a foreigner dressed in an expensive suit. When he saw Chi Mengli and her group arrive, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he took the initiative to greet them.

"Mr. Chi, welcome. This must be your first time at the Jinshan Building. Would you like to go to the top floor for a look? After all, the top floor of the Jinshan Building is the highest point in Hong Kong now, and many people go there specifically to see it."

"I forgot to introduce you, Xia Jiade, your personal insurance advisor, and also a partner and vice president of Jardine Matheson."

Like investment banks, insurance companies are full of partners and vice presidents. However, this time the insurance business is worth hundreds of millions, and the daily premium is tens of thousands.

During this Lunar New Year promotion period, Jardine Matheson Insurance can earn at least three million in profit, so sending a vice president is not unreasonable.

“Hello, Mr. Xia, I’ve never been to Jinshan Building before. After we finish our business, we can go to the top floor together to chat and get to know each other better. After all, I have a lot of employee orders that I can share with Jardine Matheson Insurance.”

The Golden Hill Building, currently the tallest building in Asia, is a popular last stop for many tourists after visiting other attractions in Hong Kong. The top floor houses a famous 24-hour Western restaurant with outdoor seating.

Eating at a height of several hundred meters is an unforgettable experience.

"It's a great honor!"

Xia Jiade nodded, indicating his willingness to cultivate a good relationship with the major client.

After exchanging pleasantries, the group boarded the spacious and fast VIP elevator, which took only a dozen seconds to travel from the first floor to the eighth floor.

Inside the Jardine Matheson headquarters, things were still bustling with activity, with hundreds of employees processing documents.

"Chi Sheng, this way please."

Xia Jiade led the way to the small meeting room that had already been set up.

Several foreigners were sitting in the conference room. When Xia Jiade and Chi Mengli walked in, they all stood up, paid their respects, and applauded enthusiastically.

"Welcome, Mr. Chi."

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Foreigners are very pragmatic. As long as you pay them, they're willing to be your servant. But if you run out of money, no matter how much of a relationship you had before, they'll throw you away like a stinky shoe.

Money is everything!

Chi Mengli suddenly remembered what the single thread knot had said and suddenly understood.

"Please take a seat."

Xia Jiade invited Chi Mengli and Xiren to sit down and had his secretary bring two cups of tea.

"Chi Sheng, your legal advisor, Ms. Shan, and I are alumni and members of the same fraternity. My junior sister asked me to prepare the best Longjing tea for you."

"As luck would have it, Mr. Simon (the foreigner, Simon Keswick) had just returned from Yanjing, which is what you Chinese call the old city of Beijing. Mr. Simon met Mr. Steel Company, and Mr. Steel Company gave Mr. Simon some precious black and green tea."

(Despite the Jardine family's unethical and shady dealings, all members of the Jardine family are eccentric, advocating against marriage and remaining childless by choice. The Marpinson family, on the other hand, sold off their shares long ago due to the financial crisis.)
(The Keswick family is a branch of the Jardine family, inheriting the Jardine title, a seat in the Senate, three Italian islands, a large territory in Africa, and the Jardine Matheson Group.)
Jardine Matheson was one of the earliest British companies to invest in mainland China, having established the United Foods Group as early as the 1960s.

Chi Mengli was familiar with this history because these British devils had always taken the upper hand. The steel company had already begun withdrawing its investment and returning the funds, setting a clear trend.

Jardine Matheson, HSBC, and Hong Kong Land were among the vanguards in the northward expansion.

"Thank you Xia Sheng!"

Chi Mengli simply replied that Simon Keswick was the younger brother of the current Jardine Matheson tycoon, the dead Henry, and the future Jardine Matheson tycoon.

These are top figures in Hong Kong, and even Governor MacLehose has to give them face, because if they cause any trouble, it's the Hong Kong business community that suffers.

Moreover, the title of Baron MacLehose was purchased with funds jointly from HSBC tycoon Sir Michael Sandberg and Jardine Matheson tycoon Henry. The Queen of the Zu family and Earl Mountbatten of Burma have received ample benefits from them.

“Good tea!”

Chi Mengli took a sip of the Longjing tea in her cup and found that it was indeed the finest of the finest. Xia Jiade, that foreigner, was very likely not lying to her.

"It's getting late, so I'd better show my sincerity first. I can't let everyone work overtime for nothing!"

"Xizai!"

It was indeed getting late. Chi Mengli looked at Xizai and asked him to open the two suitcases.

Xizai placed the two suitcases on the conference table, unlocked the combination lock, and revealed the large golden bull inside.

Xia Jiade, who was greedy for money, was very satisfied with Chi Mengli's sincerity. He nodded and asked the accountant present to start counting the large golden bulls in the two boxes.

The two accountants stood up and began to count the large gold bulls in the two suitcases. The two money counting and verification machines made a crisp sound as they checked and counted the large gold bulls one by one.

(End of this chapter)