Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 745, Section 336: Everyone Can Use the Turret!

Snotty walked out of Chi Mengli's Taipingshan villa, stood at the gate, and glanced upstairs.

The woman who had won the handsome man's heart was holding a wine glass, her arm draped over the balcony, her eyes coldly fixed on him.

Seeing that he was being watched, he bent down and bowed, imitating a French gentleman. Unfortunately, he wasn't wearing a top hat, so he couldn't be as elegant.

Xi Ren on the balcony didn't change her expression at all; she simply raised her wine glass and toasted the snotty-nosed girl.

Snotty lost interest in continuing to tease Xiren, turned around and left, got into the Mercedes convertible parked there, turned the car around and drove down Victoria Peak.

Seeing the slug turn away, Xiren turned her wine cup upside down and splashed the wine onto the green grass.

Pouring wine onto the ground is a ritual to commemorate the deceased; Xiren is sending the slug on its way.

Slug drove north, circled the mountain road, and when he saw no one following him, he left Victoria Peak through another exit.

After leaving Victoria Peak, he immediately drove to Central and went directly into the underground parking lot of the Golden Hill Building.

Upon arriving at the underground parking lot, he parked his car in a private parking space with a roller shutter door, placed a signal jammer on the seat, closed the door, and left.

This Mercedes-Benz sports car has appeared so many times that it's bound to attract attention. Nobody knows if someone has put a curse on it.

Whether or not a curse was cast is unimportant; whether there is one more part or one less part is also unimportant.

Because tonight, this car will be shipped out of Hong Kong, and its parts will be dismantled and distributed all over the world. The car will be nowhere to be seen, and its parts will be nowhere to be found either.

Slug lowered the roller shutter of the private parking space, put the key in his pocket, walked up the stairs, went up one floor, walked to section C, and came to a Fiat sedan.

The Fiat's doors weren't locked. He pulled on one and opened it without hesitation, then plopped down in the driver's seat and opened the sun visor.

As soon as the sun visor was opened, a business card fell out.

【Yagu Restaurant】

There is only one restaurant in Hong Kong called Ya Gu Restaurant, which serves the most authentic French cuisine. It is the most famous restaurant for wealthy people in Hong Kong.

While there may be no first place in literature, there is certainly a second place in martial arts, but to be able to surpass the Peninsula Hotel's Western restaurants and become the top choice for Hong Kong's wealthy elites, one must indeed have some skill.

Slug bent down and picked up the business card of Yagu Restaurant. He glanced at the back and found a string of English words on it.

Mr. Li

Mr. Li!

Slug tucked the business card into his jacket pocket, put on his sunglasses, turned the car key, started the Fiat, and headed towards Wong Nai Chung Road in Happy Valley.

Happy Valley, a place of great turmoil!
Hong Kong's wealthy people love Happy Valley because the old headquarters of the four major foreign trading companies were all located there.

Even now, the four major trading companies have not demolished their old headquarters, but have preserved them as protected buildings in Hong Kong.

This is a place with excellent feng shui!
Foreigners have been in Hong Kong for almost two hundred years, and they are even more superstitious than the Chinese, and they also believe in feng shui.

So the old headquarters of the four major foreign trading companies are the ancestral graves of these foreigners. If you go and mess with their mothers, they'll shrug and say it's human freedom.

But if you touch a single brick or tile of the old headquarters of the four major foreign trading companies, they will definitely send you to the underworld, to the salted duck egg next to the Bridge of Helplessness.

Snotty drove along, glancing at the old buildings on the roadside, until he arrived at the entrance of the Yagu Building.

There happened to be an empty parking space on the side of the road, so he parked there, turned off the engine as usual, took out the key, and got out of the car.

Hong Kong can't do without gangsters. As soon as the snotty-nosed guy got off the bus, a valet dressed in a suit and top hat walked over.

"Boss, may you prosper!"

The auspicious words sounded nice. Snotty took out his wallet, which contained no change, only large ox bills and golden ox bills. He pointed out a large golden ox bill and handed it to the parking attendant.

"Watch the car, or I'll break your legs!"

After finishing his sentence, Snotty walked towards Exit D of the Yagu Building, which is the entrance to the Yagu Restaurant.

The business card for Ya Gu Restaurant states that the restaurant is located in the basement of Ya Gu Building, in the basement of Xiangjiang, not in a basement or underground parking lot, but on the ground floor.

This is just a unique way of saying it in Hong Kong; it's a customary practice.

Exit D was a special entrance/exit opened by the Yagu Building for the Yagu Restaurant. He walked into Exit D and found that there was a door inside the door, so he stopped.

The waiters at Yagu Restaurant immediately went to greet the guests upon their arrival.

"Sir, did you have an appointment with someone, or are you traveling alone?"

The waiter walked to within half a meter of the slug and asked.

“Mr. Li has an appointment; I am his friend.”

Slug pulled out a Dunhill cigarette, took one out of the pack, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

"Mr. Li did have an appointment, and he has arrived. This way, please."

Do you need me to store your clothes?

The waiter found Mr. Li's reservation in the reservation register, looked at the snotty-nosed man with a big smile, and asked him if he wanted to store his coat.

"unnecessary!"

Slug took out his wallet, pointed out a large banknote, and tossed it to the waiter.

"Thank you, sir. This way, please."

The waiters were all smiles when they received the tip. Even at Ya Gu Restaurant, where the customers were all wealthy and powerful, receiving a 500 yuan tip was like winning the lottery.

The slug with a cigarette in his mouth followed the waiter to the table by the window.

"Big guy!"

Biao Jin was holding a knife and fork, cutting French lamb chops. The lamb chops were very tender, and the sauce was perfectly seasoned with a rich fruity flavor.

He cut off a piece of tender meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, nodded in satisfaction, and gestured for Slug to sit down.

Slug abandoned his arrogant attitude, sat properly in the chair, extinguished the cigarette in his mouth, and placed his hands on his knees, just like a primary school student.

"Your teeth aren't strong enough to eat properly, so you definitely didn't enjoy your meal."

"Waiter, bring me a menu."

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Eating and talking at the same time makes it easy for drafts to get in, so Biao Jin quickly put down his knife and fork, picked up a napkin, covered his mouth, and coughed violently.

"Boss, take care of your health. Why don't you go to America and recuperate properly?"

Snotty is very concerned about Biaojin's health. All the brothers, from top to bottom, are concerned about Biaojin's health. All the transaction and contact information are in Biaojin's hands.

If there's a problem with the bid price, the transaction will be affected.

After coughing violently, Biao Jin finally recovered, put down his napkin, and said helplessly, "It's an old problem."

"Lung cancer! Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital wants me to have surgery!"

"Fortunately, it was early-stage lung cancer, so it's not a big problem. Going to the operating table, opening up the abdomen, and damaging one's vital energy is something only a fool would do."

"Let's order!"

The waiter brought the menu and placed it in front of Snotty. Biao Jin made a few self-deprecating remarks and then let Snotty order.

Since joining Biaojin, Snotty has been receiving a settlement allowance of over 100,000 yuan every month, enjoying a life of luxury and having seen it all.

I often come to Ya Gu Restaurant to pick up girls, and I know its signature dishes.

He picked up the menu and ordered a beef stew in Burgundy red wine, a pan-fried foie gras, half a portion of confit duck, and the signature lobster soup.

The waiter noted down the order, smiled, and left, pouring Snotty a glass of aperitif.

Out of consideration for the generous tip given by the snotty fellow, a folding screen was brought over to partition the space, creating a quiet and enclosed space for the two wealthy guests.

"Good appetite! Eating well means having good energy!"

Biao Jin continued cutting the lamb chops on the plate, dipped them in some sauce, put them in his mouth, chewed, and gave a compliment.

"That good-for-nothing, Liangzai Sheng, is both stingy and extravagant. He cooked a few lousy dishes and now he wants to be in charge."

Slug took a sip of the aperitif, feeling a bit tired, and then spoke her mind.

Biao Jin greatly admires Liang Zai Sheng. He boasts that he has a keen eye for talent and is a mentor in the underworld. Whether someone is a great talent or not cannot be judged by their appearance; rather, it depends on how they handle a crisis.

Last time, when they cornered Handsome Sheng in a sauna and forced him to comply, this scoundrel wasn't afraid at all and instead took back the initiative.

“Young people are all eager to climb the ladder. They don’t understand what it means to rise to the top in one step. Getting a job depends on your ability.”

As Biao Jin savored his lamb chops, he asked his champion, "Is Handsome Sheng really capable?"

"Boss, I now hope that Handsome Wins is the fighter, the support."

Snotty gave a wry smile as he watched the waiter place the dishes he had ordered in front of him, one by one.

After the waiter finished setting the table and left, he continued, "I had just suggested cash on delivery when Handsome Sheng realized what was going on." "Saying cash on delivery is fine, no problem, but you need to use a live seal."

Live seal!
Biao Jin paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile a second later.

He countered every move and launched a counterattack. If Handsome Win were to go into boxing, he would definitely become the number one boxing champion in Hong Kong.

This loser is always vying for dominance and always fighting back.

"I agree, handsome guy wins."

Biao Jin picked up his knife and fork again and continued to cut the lamb chops and eat them.

The slug, who was eating foie gras, was horrified and immediately objected: "Boss, if we agree to this, our future will be worse than death!"

"These ruthless devils are all stubborn and only believe in one principle."

"If we breach the contract, these vengeful devils will definitely come knocking on our door. If the father dies, the kids will take over; if all the men die, the women will take over."

"Those who break the rules will not be let go until they are all dead. They will chase you to the ends of the earth."

Of course, the more money you have, the better, but you have to be alive to spend it. If you're not alive to spend it, all the money you earn is for nothing.

Slug is the middleman; if Yama, the King of Hell, makes his move, he will definitely be the first target.

The value of the gold is unpredictable, there are many safe houses, and even if you want to get a gold item by scratching it with a live seal, it takes a lot of time.

But if they catch him, he can get the position of the big boss. Whether it's the number gang or the water room, Handsome Sheng will not let him go.

When a person dies, everything ends!
“If we break the rules, the Living Seal will come after us, but if others break the rules, the Living Seal shouldn’t come knocking.”

Knowing his horse was worried, Biao Jin finished the lamb chops on his plate.

He pulled off the napkin hanging around his neck, wiped the grease off his mouth, and offered his own solution.

The logic is simple: a living seal only seeks out those who break the rules, but what if someone else makes a mistake instead of the one who does?
Slug isn't stupid; he's quite sharp-witted, otherwise he wouldn't have become Biao Jin's top lieutenant and spokesperson in Hong Kong.

“If we offend Shui Fang, we will not be able to establish ourselves in Hong Kong in the future. Without Shui Fang’s guarantee, we will not be able to enter the sales channels of the Hongmen.”

Snotty immediately shook his head. Offending the water room would completely cut off his source of income. Similarly, offending the number gang would lead to the same fate.

Without a source of income, even if you have a chef and a secret recipe, it's all for nothing.

Slug shook his head, rejecting the big boss's idea.

"Ninth Sister is not allowed, Handsome Sheng is not allowed, Professor J is not allowed, the only one who is allowed is Bald Eagle."

"Greedy devil, he'll do anything for a few coins!"

"Even if the bald eagle doesn't dare to do it, we can still lend him a hand. We're old friends, so helping out a little is no problem!"

Greedy people can survive, but those who are greedy but lack strength will perish and not live on.

The Bald Eagles were allowed to enter the game because it was Handsome Sheng's suggestion. Anyone with a brain knows that this was a platform Handsome Sheng had left for himself.

But just as there are no fixed formations in warfare and no fixed shapes in water, nothing is immutable. The cannon that Liangzai Sheng used can also be used by himself, after all, he is still a top member of the water room.

Bald eagle!
This is indeed a good candidate to eat the dead cat!
Slug looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to his table, finally spoke up: "Want to lend a hand?"

"Give them a hand!"

Biao Jin picked up his lemonade, took a small sip to moisten his throat, and continued, "Right now, there are countless bigwigs in Hong Kong who need money."

“We can take out a sum of money and spread the word in the underworld that the White-headed Eagle hired Big Circle Boys.”

"If you're going to frame someone, you should at least make it look convincing!"

The slug suddenly realized that the old fox was the wisest. He used the name of the bald eagle to recruit a group of big circle dogs. When this group of big circle dogs finally appeared, it confirmed the bald eagle's crime.

"Don't worry, boss, I can handle it!"

Slug quickly agreed, saying he could handle it.

Biao Jin nodded, telling Snotty to go ahead and do it. Professor J had to get his hands on it. Although Phoenix didn't have the same purity as Blue Blood, it was still the most powerful product.

The Medellín Group also needs this top-notch product. Biao Jin has already met with representatives of the Medellín Group, the Queen of the Sky's personal representative.

The Sky Queen is very interested in the Phoenix. She has the North American market and needs high-purity pork to squeeze out her competitors.

The Medellín Group is a loose alliance, and the Sky Queen has countless competitors within the group.

If the goods arrive safely in North America, the profits will increase tenfold.

Biaojin was not content to just be a demolition company. By mastering Professor J's knowledge or the production technology he possessed, he could expand his own sales channels.

Bald Eagle sat in the reception room of Wah Tsz Wing Financial Company, a steaming cup of coffee in front of him.

But he wasn't in the mood for coffee; instead, he anxiously looked towards the door, wondering if Andy Lau had finished his work.

In the Grade A office buildings in Central, the daily rent is as high as one or two Hong Kong dollars. In the 2,000-square-meter office area, there are only men in suits and ties walking around.

These scoundrels are all henchmen who work for Andy Lau.

How impressive!
Bald Eagles envy Andy Lau, both of whom started from the bottom and eventually rose to the top, becoming leaders.

But he still needed to work as a laborer to make money, while Wah Tsai-wing was very lucky. He followed the stock market king, Chong, and with the support of his boss, everything went smoothly for him from then on.

Now he has become a member of the upper class, and even professional financial media outlets have come to interview Andy Lau and ask him about his rise to wealth.

Want to know how Andy Lau rose to fame? That's easy, the bald eagle knows it all.

Because Wah Jai-wing was a fortune teller, and I was a brothel attendant, both of us were in Kowloon City, and together we went from being a blue lantern vendor to a 49-year-old.

They all kowtowed to the ground, worshipping the same patriarch, and lit incense in the latrine of the water room.

As people get older, they tend to reminisce about the past. Bald Eagle forcibly ended his reminiscence, picked up the coffee cup in front of him, and drank a large cup in one gulp.

"Dang Dang Dang"

There was a knock on the open door to the reception room. Hua Zai Rong's female secretary withdrew her hand and said, "Mr. Rong has finished his meeting. He would like to invite you to his office now."

"this way please!"

Bald Eagle put down his coffee cup, stood up, straightened his shirt, and followed Hua Zai Rong's female secretary to the office.

Hua Zirong's office was large and luxuriously decorated. Hua Zirong's female secretary pushed open the office door and said to Hua Zirong, "Mr. Rong, the guest has arrived."

"I see!"

Wah Jai-wing took off his suit jacket, hung it on a hanger, and sat down behind his desk.

"I'm not drinking coffee anymore. My heart is going to explode if I drink any more coffee. The futures index has dropped another 100 points, and I've lost so much money that my underwear is soaked."

"Choose that star!"

"Bring me a pitcher of orange juice and two more glasses."

Wah-Ji-Ying leaned wearily against the back of his chair and gave instructions to his female secretary.

The female secretary quickly left to prepare orange juice for the boss, and opened the glass door of the office as she did so.

"Orange juice? Aren't you afraid of getting diabetes?"

The bald eagle pulled up a chair, sat down, and began to mock.

Elderly men often have a dulled sense of low blood sugar, making them prone to fainting, which can trigger angina, myocardial infarction, or sudden death.

"Between a heart attack and diabetes, I choose diabetes."

Wah Jai-wing opened the cigarette case, took out a cigar, cut off the end of the cigar with scissors, lit it with a blowtorch lighter, and then handed it to Bald Eagle.

"I'm different from you, you loser. I won't choose either of you."

"Thank you!"

Bald Eagle took the cigar, put it in his mouth, took a puff, savored it carefully for a few seconds, and then exhaled the cigar smoke.

"We're all brothers, it's just a cigarette, no need to thank me!"

Hua Zirong lit a cigarette for himself, picked up the orange juice his female secretary brought in, and drank it all in one gulp.

"The market is bad, so the turbans are stirring things up by announcing oil production cuts. The Red Goose people are overjoyed and immediately raise oil prices!"

"When crude oil prices rise, refined oil prices rise, and when refined oil prices rise, the government will reduce the red oil ration."

"With the decrease in the market share of red oil, factories of all sizes will have to reduce production, and fewer people will be able to work and earn wages."

"Whether it's the Hong Kong Club or the Kowloon Club, it's all a scene of wailing."

Wah-Ji-Wing sighed, put the cup in his hand on the table, and complained a few times.

(End of this chapter)