Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 588, Section 178: A Heavyweight Figure
(Thanks to Lin Jiangxian for her support! Thank you for sticking with me!)
(Thanks to Yongning Sen for his support, and thank you to the big boss for your support!)
(Boss lady, Ah Xian will always be able to see your sofa!)

When his trusted henchman complained, White Ghost didn't shut him up as usual.

Black Tiger is clearly doomed; he'll be finished sooner or later!

Jump ship early, better than jumping ship late! Instead of playing along with Black Tiger to the bitter end, it's better to trade Black Tiger for a better future.

"Hey Fei Xi, are you and Huo Gou's girlfriend on good terms? I saw you two having tea together early one morning the other day!"

White Ghost threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and asked the fat guy next to him.

Before Fei Xi could speak, the other brothers started to tease him: "Brother Fei Xi and Huo Gou's girlfriend have a very good relationship, they're already in bed together."

"It's just that Fire Dog was unaware. If he knew that Fat Brother was seducing his girl, he would definitely send Fat Brother to the Bridge of Helplessness to sell salted duck eggs!"

The love lives of gangsters are all colorful and exciting; seducing the boss's wife is a minor matter.

Otherwise, the Thirty-Six Oaths of the Hongmen wouldn't have included a separate oath prohibiting members from seducing the eldest sister-in-law.

Hearing his brothers make fun of him, Fei Xi didn't show any shame. Instead, he was quite proud. He gave his brothers the middle finger and then shook his crotch: "Brother Huo Gou is always busy with business and doesn't take care of this girl at all."

"We're good brothers, so I'm helping Brother Huogou out. I don't think he'll mind."

"However, Brother Huogou broke up with Xiao Mi a long time ago, but Xiao Mi can still contact Brother Huogou, boss. Right now, Xiao Mi's mind is full of me. If I tell her to go east, she will definitely not go west. Just tell her to pass on a message to Brother Huogou, and I guarantee there won't be any problems!"

The white ghost didn't say anything, but simply nodded to indicate that he understood.

There are many people now, and although they are all trustworthy younger brothers, there are many mouths and these scoundrels like to chat. Maybe when they chat, they will reveal their contact with Huo Gou.

The act of being a traitor must be carried out in secret, otherwise problems will arise. White Ghost doesn't want to be punished by Black Tiger with three cuts and six holes.

Chi Mengli, along with Spinach Dong, Ji Mi, Xi Zai, and others, arrived at Ruixing Mahjong Parlor. As usual, she greeted Poisonous Snake Ming. Ruixing Mahjong Parlor was closed to the public today, in accordance with the old rules.

The gambling addicts in Hong Kong won't gamble with outsiders on the first day of the Lunar New Year, for fear that their fortune for the new year will be taken away by outsiders. They will only play a few rounds with their family members.

All the mahjong tables had been moved away, leaving the entire hall empty. On a large table, a group of pai gow players were playing.

Those who could attend the Spring Banquet at Rui Hing Mahjong Hall were considered core disciples of the gang. Most of them were not thugs and had no reputation in the underworld, but they each guarded their own path to wealth and helped the gang make money.

When Spinach Dong saw someone playing Pai Gow, he immediately felt an urge to gamble, but Brother Sheng was nearby. The old man wouldn't allow him to gamble, saying that if he saw him gambling, he would definitely cut off his own hand.

Sheng Ge's words are as true as gold. Like Lord Xinling in the storytelling, he is a man of his word. If he says he will cut off his own hands, he will definitely cut off both of them.

Chi Mengli could tell that Bo Cai Dong was itching to get his hands on the food, but he didn't say anything. He simply left, taking his henchmen in the elevator to the third floor.

The offices and meeting rooms on the third floor were all full of people, and a game of Pai Gow was being played in the conference room.

Chi Mengli took out the large golden bull that she had prepared in advance and distributed it to the three younger brothers behind her, one stack for each of them, telling them to find some fun for themselves, while she was going to see the immortal Jin.

Shenxian Jin's office was packed with people today: the heads of the twenty branches of the water room, the uncles who could speak with him, and the managers of the money exchange, rice washing, and money exchange stations were all gathered together.

It's fortunate that Shenxianjin's office is large enough to accommodate more than thirty people.

Chi Mengli casually found a plastic chair and sat down near the door, thinking to herself that if she called the authorities now, Guo Guohao's pension would increase by a long string of numbers.

After all, a portion of the bail money will become a retirement bonus for senior police officers.

The criminal records of these scoundrels present, if stacked up, would be taller than a person. They would definitely have to pay the full amount of bail, which would be tens of thousands of dollars each time. Even the police couldn't afford that.

Chi Mengli sat with her legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from her mouth, listening to Lanmingde tell jokes. When Ma Wangjian saw Chi Mengli arrive, he came over, took out a check, and handed it to Chi Mengli.

"Thank you for your patronage! Dragon Palace Nightclub is truly my lucky place. In just these three weeks, I've made hundreds of thousands. Thank you, Ah Sheng, for your help!"

The Dragon Palace Nightclub is frequented by wealthy young men from Shanghai. With the recent booming stock, futures, and real estate markets, these young men have made a fortune and are spending lavishly.

The girls made a lot of money, and Ma Wangjian was happy with his pump and dump.

Chi Mengli glanced at the banknotes, then at the long string of numbers on them: 200,000! What a generous sum!
"Thanks, Brother Jian!"

Ma Wangjian is the core disciple of the Water Room. Although he is usually low-key, Shenxian Jin trusts him the most. Whenever it comes to important matters concerning the Water Room, Shenxian Jin has to listen to Ma Wangjian's opinion.

Of course, I, as the patrol horse, also have the right to speak.

"Ah Sheng, come here, let me introduce you to an uncle!"

When Shenxian Jin, who was sitting near the tea table, saw Chi Mengli arrive, he quickly stood up and told the good-for-nothing to stop listening to Lanmingde's stand-up comedy and come over to meet the senior of the martial arts world.

Chi Mengli, who originally just wanted to have a meal and then leave, stood up helplessly, grabbed the rambling Lanmingde, and went to see Shenxianjin together.

When they saw that Handsome Sheng had taken the rotten life away, everyone lost interest in listening to the story. The leaders of each branch all gave the middle finger to Handsome Sheng and his companion.

"Old Ding, congratulations on your fortune! May you receive a red envelope!"

Chi Mengli made a joke, then spread her hands, waiting for the big red envelope from Shenxian Jin.

Lanmingde wouldn't dare joke with Shenxianjin, even though he had been Shenxianjin's right-hand man. He honestly said, "Boss, I wish you good health and all the best!"

When he saw his two favorite younger brothers wishing him a Happy New Year, Shenxian Jin was very happy. He took out two red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to Liangzai Sheng and Lanmingde.

Among the red envelopes for good fortune, the one given by the Immortal Brocade is considered a large sum, at 888 yuan per person.

Chi Mengli put the item in his pocket and looked at Shenxian Jin, wondering which hero this old scoundrel was going to introduce to him.

"Ah Sheng, this is Uncle Bai, Fu Yixing's uncle, a big shot, Bai Chunting!"

The immortal Jin pointed to Bai Chunting, who was sitting next to the tea table, and introduced him to the handsome Sheng.

Chi Mengli knew Bai Chunting and that there was such a person in the underworld. He was a big spender in Fu Yixing and had always been a demolition expert in Bangkok. Only the older generation of underworld figures remembered the nickname "White-faced Chunting".

No one remembers Bai Mianchun, but his disciples are remembered, such as Shui Lu Wang Biaojin.

"Uncle Bai! Happy New Year!"

Chi Mengli and Lanmingde, hurry up and pay your respects to Bai Chunting.

"They're all good boys! The handsome guys in Hong Kong are much more pleasing to the eye, unlike those monkeys in Bangkok, they're all scoundrels!"

Bai Chunting also prepared red envelopes for everyone, one for each person, containing 666, a lucky number for good fortune.

I dare not refuse such a gift from an elder!

"Thank you, Uncle Bai! I wish you all your dreams come true, boundless happiness, longevity, and that your noodle stall business will be as successful as ever!"

Chi Mengli and Lanmingde accepted the red envelopes, their mouths as sweet as honey, spouting auspicious words one after another.

Bai Chunting wore a smile on his face, but cursed inwardly.

Those two bastards, of all people, had to include the word "powdered" in their auspicious words. They're two scoundrels, just like Shenxian Jin, always speaking with veiled barbs and insults. They're no good!

“Ah Sheng, Uncle Bai is here to settle things over tea. The roads in Bangkok and Chiang Mai are all managed by Biao Jin. Recently, we at Shui Fang have stopped running noodle stalls, and Uncle Bai wants to give the roads to He Lian Sheng.”

"What do you think?"

Shenxian Jin looked at Liangzai Sheng with a half-smile, wanting to see what he was thinking. Uncle Wengui was right. As long as you get involved in business and get involved in the mud, even if you have a disloyal heart, you will eventually blend in with the world!

“The noodle stalls are run by destitute thugs who have nowhere else to go. We have gambling halls in the south and money exchanges in the north. There’s no reason for us to get involved in noodle stalls. Wo Luen Shing has no future. They’re all beggars who want to eat. If they want to eat rotten food, we’ll give it all to them!”

"However, I've gone too far. The road to Shuifang was fought and risked by all the brothers. It's not fair to just give it to Wo Luen Shing for nothing!"

Chi Mengli went all out, launching a tirade against Wo Luen Shing, and even drew a line in advance, asking Bai Chunting to give the water room some compensation.

Bai Chunting had anticipated Chi Mengli and Shui Fang's attitude. He nodded and said, "Since it's about making way, Biao Jin and I will naturally offer our condolences. Biao Jin is willing to give you three million as an apology."

"As for the deposit you left on the road for the water room, it will be returned in full."

"General Shanla originally disagreed with paying the deposit, but he paid out of his own pocket to help Shuifang out of his predicament, which can be considered as doing his best!"

"Biao Jin said that for the next five years, his funds will only be used in the water house business. This will earn him more than he would as a demolition company or a noodle stall!"

The entire Golden Triangle is almost entirely Triad territory. The goods of the major triads are almost all exported by major Hong Kong triads. Without a Hong Kong triad background, you can't get your hands on the goods.

The Triads were able to deal with these military leaders not through personal connections, but through security deposits.

Take Shuifang as an example. Shuifang received five million US dollars each from General Wanla Sheng of the Wa ethnic group and General Aung San U of the Burmese ethnic group. This amount is a ballast.

The goods that these two companies put out to Biaojin will not exceed five million US dollars. In other words, Biaojin is an intermediary who has to protect the interests of the water house while also maintaining his relationship with the two generals.

Now that the water company wants to give way, they need to get back this $10 million, which is nearly HK$100 million.

The money laundering company won't care how the money is split between the two companies, but if something goes wrong with the ten million US dollars, they will definitely kill everyone and then send a new contact to continue doing business with the two generals.

The current middleman of Yi Qun is Teacher Li, who used to be Eight-Faced Buddha. He Lian Sheng is Rose, Xin Ji is Lin Jiang, and the Number Gang is personally controlled by Prince. The middleman of Shui Fang is Biao Jin.

This is why Jasmine was so excited when she saw Handsome Sheng at the hospital; she was like a leech, sticking to him tightly.

Chi Mengli looked at Shenxian Jin and, seeing that the old scoundrel remained silent, knew that he was not satisfied with the compensation.

However, on the other hand, Biao Jin is a troublemaker raised by Shui Fang, and now he's standing with Wo Luen Shing to sabotage Shui Fang's business, which is a bit underhanded.

"Uncle Bai, let's leave it at that for now. This matter is too big. I need to discuss it with my uncles. Uncle Gui is currently unwell, but that doesn't mean the water room is unwell. It's unwise for Biao Jin to want to test the water room's capabilities."

Such an important matter cannot be resolved in a few words. Shenxian Jin did not want to cause any unpleasantness on the first day of the Lunar New Year, so she stood up and saw Bai Chunting out of the office.

Bai Chunting still had something to say, but seeing Shen Xianjin's resolute attitude, he could only leave. However, before getting on the elevator, he couldn't help but say, "Ah Jin, you and Biao Jin have been brothers for many years. You know him. He doesn't want to make things worse."

"If things get really bad, it'll be embarrassing for everyone."

"Uncle Bai, you're an old hand at this. In the end, all the feuds in the underworld are just empty words."

"Don't worry, I'll have a good talk with Biao Jin. After all, we're brothers."

Shen Xianjin pressed the elevator button for Bai Chunting, indicating that he would have a good chat. Only after seeing the elevator come downstairs did he return to his office.

"Alright! It's almost time. You guys go to the main conference room first. I need to talk to Ah Sheng and Jian Zai about something. I'll be there shortly."

Shen Xianjin chased everyone out of the office, leaving only Chi Mengli and Ma Wangjian.

“Wo Luen Shing invited the old guys from Wo Hop To to intervene. In any case, the bridge of Wo Kee’s nose was given by Wo Hop To, so I must give face to the old guys who intervened.”

"However, Wo Luen Shing has been a bit arrogant lately. They want to take over the territory and also want the water houses in Bangkok. They really don't know what's good for them!"

"Old Ghost Deng said he wanted to have a contest, best two out of three. If we win, he'll release Black Tiger. If we lose, Black Tiger and Temple Street's territory will completely belong to Wo Luen Shing."

"I heard that Old Ghost Deng has already booked the opening of the mountain gate on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and is going to give Black Tiger a big surprise and make him the head of the temple street."

"Should we fight, or talk? You two give me your opinion!"

Shenxianjin neither wanted to engage in a contest nor sit down for tea and negotiations. He belonged to Shuifang and the territory belonged to Shuifang. He and Liansheng were clearly trying to take advantage of him and make things difficult for him.

"Of course I agree!"

"Damn it, Hei Ah Hu! I'll find a chance to kill Hei Ah Hu, turn Ghost Hand into Crippled Hand, put roast chicken on the King of Hell's altar, turn Silly Fu into a fool, and send him to Green Hill Hospital to get his head treated!"

"If the Shui Fang brothers work together and storm into Nathan Road and Jordan Road to cause trouble for Old Ghost Deng, we guarantee that this old bastard will have a very enjoyable New Year."

Renekton was already fed up with his slow pace, and Chi Mengli didn't want to drag things out any longer. They planned to take down Hei Ahu and his gang of traitors in the next few days.

(Hey everyone, I woke up feeling really unwell this morning, went to the hospital for a checkup, and found out it was a flare-up of my cervical spondylosis. I had to get IV fluids all day!)
(Ah Xian is sickly, so please understand. He will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and will resume normal updates. He needs to have rehabilitation therapy every three days!)
(End of this chapter)