Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 681, Section 271: To Become a Lawful Citizen

As Chi Mengli sat in the private room enjoying lobster, he always felt like a pair of eyes were watching him all the time. Even a fool could guess which bastard was watching him.

The bald eagle was a bit impatient. Although this loser had already gambled his entire fortune, he couldn't be so hasty.

This is thirty tons of pork; if anything goes wrong, a whole room of people will be implicated.

You can't persuade a suicidal ghost with kind words. Since the bald eagle wants to go to the underworld as soon as possible to reunite with his parents and run a salted duck egg business together, I can only grant his wish.

Chi Mengli put down the crab in her hand, took a sip of mineral water, wiped the oil off her hands, and beckoned with her finger for Spinach Dong, who was stuffing himself with food, to lean his head over.

The red envelope given to the White Bone Horse was very thick, containing 6,666 yuan. It was a smooth journey all the way to the end. Even if you just drank orange juice and developed diabetes, you still wouldn't get your money's worth!
Of course, we should eat more lobster, so most of the lobster on the table was eaten with spinach.

However, the table in the private room was full of old men, with few young people. They couldn't eat fresh seafood and could only eat some bok choy. They also rarely drank alcohol, as they were all of high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar due to their age.

"Brother Sheng, how's it going?"

Spinach Dong tossed the lobster leg in his hand into the bone dish, wiped his hand on his suit jacket, and the black suit immediately became shiny.

"Damn it! Pay attention to your hygiene! You're wearing a designer suit, it cost thousands of dollars, do you think it's a hand towel?!"

Spinach Dong's actions left Chi Mengli speechless. This idiot always manages to pull off jaw-dropping moves.

Choose that star!
Chi Mengli cursed and then said, "Tell Jasmine not to leave after dinner. Just take the keys and get in my car. She'll drive. I'm going out to sea tonight."

After hearing the boss's instructions, Spinach Dong revealed a lewd smile, quickly nodded, stood up, but then sat down again, muttering under his breath, "Should Xizai slip away first?"

"I remember Jasmine bought a car. You can ride in her car, Sheng-ge. Your car is too high-profile. It's a Volvo sedan. In the entire Hong Kong underworld, only you drive one. The license plate number is also arrogant, number 93!"

"The moment you step out the door, whether it's gangsters or parking attendants, they'll all be watching you, making it impossible to cheat on your partner."

"By the way! Brother Sheng, we got word from the parking lot downstairs at Jiu Guniang's apartment building that Professor J went there three times recently and stayed overnight each time."

"I swear on my son, those two are definitely having an affair, they're lesbians!"

In this world, you have to be high-profile! You have to be intimidating!

If you're going to cheat, you can't be high-profile or domineering!

Although Xiren, that ghostly woman, always had a smile on her face, she still gave off a sinister feeling, exuding a ghostly aura. It was best not to offend her.

Spinach Dong offered his advice: it's common for gangsters to cheat, and besides, Brother Sheng is a big shot in the underworld and a popular figure in the waterhouse, so it's common for girls to throw themselves at him.

Besides, Brother Sheng's nickname is Handsome Sheng. Even if he didn't get a promotion, it's perfectly normal for singers and dancers to throw themselves at him and for him to be a womanizer.

"Humph!"

"You've certainly got some fancy tricks up your sleeve!"

Chi Mengli sneered. This shrew was responsible for so many of her troubles. She was involved in nine out of ten situations. If it weren't for the fact that she controlled Professor A's money, she would have killed her long ago.

He has nine ways, nine ways, to kill this slut silently.

But after killing Ninth Sister, you'll have to face Deng Qi, this old hand. If you trust your judgment and don't accept the evidence, and if he thinks you're the one pulling the strings behind the scenes, he'll definitely take action.

If they don't act, they don't act at all; but if they do, they'll kill both the father and daughter.

This is a bit difficult. The leader of the Number Gang, the Second Marshal, is a shrewd man who survived the war years. He has a beastly instinct that is hard for ordinary people to understand. When he senses something is wrong, his counterattack will be extremely fierce.

These two reasons made Chi Mengli hesitate and delay taking action.

"Keep a close eye on those two!"

Chi Mengli picked up her cup and took another sip of mineral water.

Spinach Dong nodded, stood up, and walked out of the private room to find Jasmine, who had come to freeload.

Seeing that Spinach had gone to do his work, Chi Mengli also stood up and walked towards the restroom. Xizai, who was sitting at the table at the entrance of the private room, quickly put down his chopsticks, wanting to accompany the boss and protect his safety.

"Damn! I just need to use the restroom, does it have to be this dramatic?!"

"The first and second floors are all occupied by guys from the water room. I've booked the whole place! I don't think any fools will dare to come looking for trouble!"

"You eat first! I'll go by myself!"

Chi Mengli pressed Xizai back into his seat, waved her hand, and walked towards the restroom.

The bald eagle, whose eyes had been fixed on the handsome guy's victory, quickly stood up, revealed his cards, threw them on the table, and left without looking back.

Hua Zirong glanced at the White Eagle's cards, pursed his lips, and thought, "White Eagle is really having a run of bad luck, another 'ten'."

Bald Eagle strode to the bathroom door, slammed it shut, calmed himself, and then swaggered inside. Chi Mengli was urinating when she heard footsteps at the door. Seeing Bald Eagle enter, she thought, "I really can't do business with poor people. Ninth Sister, the bidder has already paid the deposit, and they haven't pressed me at all. They've been quietly observing and waiting for news."

Only this old bastard shows up every few days, asking when it started.

"Holy crap! Uncle Eagle, weren't you playing Pai Gow? Lost too much? Are you going to have to sell your underwear?"

Chi Mengli shivered comfortably, tucked his penis into his crotch, muttered a sarcastic remark, and walked to the sink to wash his hands.

Bald Eagle didn't say anything. He had no sense of public morality at all. He kicked open the stall doors one by one, drove everyone out, and then locked the bathroom door from the inside.

He turned on all the faucets, and the sound of running water filled the entire bathroom. Even if there were a listening device, the two people's conversation would be unclear.

"Shengzai, I've already paid the deposit, and it's been a week already, but there's been no response from you at all. Are you playing me for a fool?"

Bald Eagle looked displeased, but he didn't say anything harsh. He didn't want to ruin the relationship, after all, this was a big deal worth 60 million.

After earning 60 million, he retired from crime, spent money to get a new identity card, immigrated to Australia, and never returned to Hong Kong for the rest of his life.

"Damn it! You're so old, yet you're still in such a hurry! This isn't the place to talk. Meet me at the restaurant entrance in ten minutes."

Chi Mengli took out a handkerchief, wiped the water droplets from her hands, took out a cigarette case, put one in her mouth, lit it with a Dupont lighter, blew out a smoke ring, bumped past Bald Eagle, and left the restroom.

Back in the private room, Chi Mengli ate a few more bites of the main dishes before picking up the shark fin soup to rinse her mouth.

"You guys get out first!"

Shenxian Jin, who was sitting in the main seat, wiped her mouth and told everyone else in the room to leave.

Chi Mengli sat in a chair, holding a bowl, savoring the shark fin soup bite by bite. Gao Laofa and Baihua She reluctantly got up and left the private room, but they didn't go far. Instead, they leaned against the wall and watched the situation inside through the glass.

"Brother Fa, even your own nephew has to step aside now!"

"Old Ding has been really valuing this bastard, Handsome Sheng, lately. If we're talking about fighting ability, Handsome Sheng is definitely a top contender!"

Baihua She took out a cigarette case, handed one to Gao Laofa, and said in a sarcastic tone.

Knowing that Baihua Snake had ulterior motives, but as Liangzai Sheng's status rose higher and higher, Baihua Snake's words were not wrong. But if you fall behind, you can only watch Liangzai Sheng's taillights.

Handsome Sheng is a patrolman, a core disciple of the Water Room, and a double-flower red stick in Wen Gui's eyes. Although he had met Wen Gui, he was accompanying the big boss. Wen Gui only recognized his uncle, and out of respect for his uncle, he gave him a smile.

Handsome Sheng's current status is earned through his fists, and he has nothing to say about it.

The patriarch is in excellent health and strong; he can remain in power for at least another ten years before going to Singapore to become the retired emperor.

With his uncle protecting him, he'll definitely be able to get by for ten years, but it's not certain that Handsome Sheng will be able to.

Gao Laofa tucked a cigarette behind his ear, remained silent, and continued to watch everything that was happening in the private room.

Seeing that his attempts to sow discord had failed, the Hundred Flower Snake calmly smoked and said no more.

"The bosses of several big restaurants came to us, saying that because the law is becoming more and more standardized, they can't get top-quality shark fins anymore. Spanish shark fins are also getting more and more expensive. A bowl costs 100 yuan and people still eat them. If it goes up to 300 yuan a bowl, there will really be no market for them."

"Ah Sheng, the goods you got last time were really good. You made a fortune. This is your share of the profits."

Shen Xianjin took out a crumpled check from the inner pocket of his robe, threw it on the table, and handed it over by turning the glass of the dining table.

The check was handed to Chi Mengli. He picked it up and saw that it was a Standard Chartered Bank draft. He nodded in satisfaction. Shenxian Jin was very generous, giving him a dividend of 200,000, which, according to the rules, was half of the profit.

Shuifang spent 20 million to settle things with Lexton and Guanlou, and then quickly distributed the goods on the territory. In just two weeks, he made 4 million.

Food stalls and restaurants love these kinds of unbranded goods—they're cheap, come in large quantities, and can be stored in warehouses and sold little by little, earning at least a 30% profit.

"Shark fins aren't hard to get! But getting people onto the boat is very difficult."

Chi Mengli put down her small bowl, picked up a napkin, and wiped her mouth. This shark fin soup was too thick. The first two sips were good, but it got a bit greasy after that.

"In business, it's all about mutual consent. After a few collaborations, people will naturally side with us."

Shenxian Jin smiled and let Chi Mengli go and make contact first.

That's right. If we get to know each other a couple more times, we might just become family.

Chi Mengli put away the check in his hand, coughed, and said, "Old Ding, although I'm a gangster, I don't do illegal things."

“I may not do it, but I can recommend a talented person to you. Yan Chanqiang is quite good. He is extremely loyal to you, Lao Ding. If you say east, he will never go west.”

"After the wiring is completed, I'll only take a tea fee, a flat price of 500,000!"

(End of this chapter)