Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 760, 350: There are so many cunning people hiding behind the scenes (Seeking monthly votes)
Reminiscing about the glorious past!

Shen Xianjin's family fell into decline when he was young. He worked as a waiter, endured hardship, and even worked as a pimp before finally being taken in by Sun Guanqing, which led him to where he is today.

After putting down his long gown, the lazy Bing walked in carrying a box. He had never seen Wu Gang before and was also taken aback by this ice man.

"Has Ah Sheng arrived yet?"

Shenxian Jin patted the briefcase that Lazy Ice had placed on the table; inside was probably one million non-consecutive silver notes that Bai Gusheng had pointed out.

The box was quite heavy; it must have been full of red snapper.

Big bulls and golden bulls are lightweight but difficult to handle, so Hong Kong gangsters and thugs all prefer blue crabs and red snapper.

Awakened by the divine touch, the lazy ghost Bing also withdrew his gaze, calmed his mind, and whispered, "Asheng is already on his way here."

"Today is Qingming Festival. He is going to pay respects to his father, Robin, and Black Tiger. He just went to the mortuary to take a bath with pomelo leaves. He will come over after he finishes bathing."

After finishing his speech, Lazy Ice stepped aside without saying a word, his eyes fixed on Wuhan Iron and Steel Group across from him.

"Ah Sheng is still a loyal and righteous man!"

While praising the handsome guy's victory, Shenxian Jin sneered inwardly, thinking that this loser was actually a good actor.

Robin went to jail, and his name was mysteriously displayed in the ancestral hall. He didn't know if it had anything to do with Handsome Sheng.

But Black Tiger's misfortune was entirely caused by this stinky guy. Handsome Sheng claimed to be nurturing Black Tiger, but in reality, he was just trying to kill him with praise.

Planting flags, making big movies—all those messy, attention-grabbing things were left to Black Tiger.

This made Black Tiger a thorn in the side of other triads and the police.

However, Black Tiger is incredibly stupid. Handsome Sheng clearly intended to use this loser as a scapegoat, and now that things have come to this, he might as well continue to be one.

Handsome Sheng is fair in his actions; he cuts off a piece of his own flesh so that Black Tiger can be a cannon without worry.

To be honest, if you really look into it, Temple Street is probably more lucrative than Tsim Sha Tsui. Eighty percent of Hong Kong's small and medium-sized organizations make their living in Temple Street.

But Black Tiger wasn't satisfied. After following the boss, he forgot about his new master and started ripping off gang leaders and tribal bosses. He even wanted to take his territory and switch sides.

Gain and loss, prosperity and decline, are all determined by fate; all efforts to scheme and plot are in vain.

Human greed is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant; worldly affairs ultimately turn into a mantis catching a cicada.

Such a heartless and treacherous person deserves to die a thousand deaths.

"This time, we're hiring a live seal because of a big business deal. Here's the deposit; please check it."

As Liangzai Sheng was rushing towards Tuodi, Shenxian Jin pushed the box over and asked Wugang to check it out.

Shenxianjin's strength was good, neither too strong nor too weak. After all, he was a trained martial artist. This move was also to test whether Wu Gang was heavy enough.

The Wu family's signboard is heavy enough, but the stack of Wuhan Iron and Steel is not big enough.

The reason why Wuhan Iron and Steel's stacks weren't loud enough was that after leaving Wuhan Iron and Steel, it went to Milan and worked as a shopper in Milan's Chinatown.

In the last three years, the Wu family ran into trouble, which is why Wu Gang came back, eliminated several old docks, and cleaned up the stains on the Wu family's reputation.

There were actually two other families to consider this time, the Wu family and the Wang family, but when Shen Xianjin was still a young man, he owed the Wu family a favor.

The head of the Wu family never sought Shen Xianjin's favor, but instead kept it until the Wu family needed to rebuild its reputation.

Now, Wuhan Iron and Steel Group is coming to collect this debt of gratitude!

The divine brocade can repay favors, but it also needs to be tested by the weight of Wuhan Iron and Steel.

Wu Gang, who was standing by the table, also understood what Shen Xianjin meant. He didn't hide it and directly stretched out a finger to press down on the rapidly sliding box.

Shen Xianjin doesn't know the hidden strength described in martial arts novels, but he is very careful with his strength, after all, he has been practicing external martial arts since childhood.

Even now, four or five 49s might not be a match for Shenxianjin in close combat.

Pressing it down with your hand isn't a skill, but using just one finger is quite remarkable.

Shenxian Jin squinted her eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

Lazy Ice was able to make it onto the list of potential leaders for the Divine Brocade, which means he was naturally skilled in martial arts and had good eyesight. He could tell that the Ice Man opposite him had unlimited strength.

Wu Gang was very serious. He opened the box, which contained a large pile of red snapper, and he counted them one by one.

However, this guy was very fast. He held a stack of red snapper sheets against his fingertips, gently stroked them, and counted how many sheets were in the stack.

Each stack took only a few seconds to count, and the box of silver notes was quickly finished.

"Uncle Jin, five are missing."

After taking inventory, Wuhan Iron and Steel Group remained silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking.

Upon hearing the words of the younger person opposite him, Shenxian Jin was taken aback. He waved his hand and told the lazy ghost Bing behind him to make the order.

This box of red snapper will take forever to grow!

Feeling troubled, Lazy Bing scratched his head and walked out of the meeting room. He returned half a minute later, carrying a money counting machine and Old Ghost Quan.

Among all the disciples of the Water Room, Lao Guiquan is the best at counting money. With the help of the money counting machine, he should be able to count it quickly.

Old Guiquan, who was standing to the side, still hadn't figured out what was going on, but when he saw the money box on the long table in the conference room, he immediately realized that there was a problem with the counting.

This box was purchased in bulk by myself. Just now, I asked him to count out one million and put it into the box, then handed it to Lazy Ice.

Although Lao Guiquan didn't know Wuhan Iron and Steel Group, this was Shuifangtuo, and Lao Guiquan didn't believe that the Ice Man on the other side would dare to do anything funny.

He glanced at the brocade box first, and seeing that the old man had no instructions, he pulled the money box over and counted the money in stacks.

With the help of the money machine, Lao Guiquan quickly finished counting the red snapper in the money box.

"Old Ding, one million is five bills short."

Upon hearing Lao Guiquan's report, Shenxian Jin nodded, quite satisfied with Wu Gang's abilities.

Lazy Ice gave Old Ghost Quan a wink, signaling for the scoundrel to leave first.

Completely bewildered, Lao Guiquan obediently walked out of the conference room, closing the door behind him.

Chi Mengli opened the car door, yawned, and stretched; he was very busy today.

First, I went to the nursing home to pick up my mother, Sister Lian, and we offered incense to my father. My mother's health was deteriorating, and she was almost at her deathbed.

People who work in sweatshops, breathing in waste and exhaust fumes, are just thankful they've survived this long.

Most of the neighbors who went to work in the factory with Sister Lian back then did not survive past the age of thirty-five.

Some even became "dead friends" before they died because their bodies were in too much pain.

In Hong Kong's factory assembly lines, people get off work from 6 a.m. to 9 p.m. Even if Optimus Prime came, he would have to slink back to Cybertron, carrying his bumper.

After offering incense to his cheap father, he went to the Tin Hau Temple to offer incense to the dead Robin and Black Tiger.

Robin's wife has gone to Australia. According to news from Shui Fang Si Jiu Zai in Australia's Chinatown, Robin's wife has gone with a foreign son-in-law.

Meanwhile, Black Tiger's dancer fiancée went to Singapore, gave birth to a child, and is now dating a bespectacled man.

These two losers have terrible eyesight; they chose bad wives, bad bosses, and bad henchmen.

After offering incense to these truly unlucky souls, Xiren was arranged to take Lianjie to the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital for a full check-up.

The driver this time was Jimi. Spinach Dong's father also passed away, as did Xizai. Only Jimi's family members are still alive.

The only thing to do was to make this soon-to-be-appointed triad leader act as his driver.

"Brother Sheng!"

"Brother Jimi!"

Si Jiu, who was sitting behind the parking chock, saw that Liang Zai Sheng and Ji Mi had arrived, so he quickly stood up, ran over, and greeted the two big shots.

"Hello, handsome!"

With so many disciples in the Water Room, Chi Mengli couldn't possibly know them all. His method for dealing with these scoundrels was simple: he would call them all "handsome."

After calling him "handsome guy," he took out his wallet, pulled out a large denomination bill, and slapped it on the hand of the parking attendant, "Park my car properly and don't let any cats or dogs near it."

"As for this one, it's for my treat of mango pomelo sago. One cup for each of you brothers, and the rest is all yours."

Chi Mengli took out another large denomination banknote from her wallet and placed it on top of the one she had just given him. One thousand yuan!

The 49-zai at the parking lot stared wide-eyed at the two large banknotes in his hand. He quickly nodded and said, "Brother Sheng, don't worry, I'll have the parking attendants wash your car right now."

Money can make all the difference!
This statement will never be outdated!
Chi Mengli gave a thumbs-up in appreciation, and then led Ji Mi into Ruixing Sparrow House.

As soon as they entered, their eyes were drawn to the copper-plated gourd in the hall.

These copper-plated gourds are not only found at the Tuo Di Rui Xing Sparrow House, but also at the Tuo Di Hong Sheng Sparrow House in Yau Ma Tei. It is said that they were designed by a master of Tantric Buddhism.

However, the copper-plated gourds at Hong Sheng Mahjong Hall are much smaller than those at Rui Xing Mahjong Hall.

I heard that this copper gourd represents a great fusion of ethnic groups, with the six-syllable mantra (Om Mani Padme Hum) in the very center, which is considered the core symbol for dispelling all evil spirits.

These are Sanskrit syllables. The six syllables correspond to eliminating the six poisons of greed, anger, ignorance, etc., and blocking the gates of the six realms of reincarnation.

Above the six-syllable mantra is the Garuda, and on either side are the vajra and the vajra.

The top of the gourd features the Ten Symbols of Freedom, while the bottom features the Manjushri Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

These are all auspicious symbols for warding off evil spirits and protecting against disasters.

Chi Mengli was able to recognize these symbols because the fifth roommate in her university dormitory in her previous life was a genuine Khampa man, and his father was a Red Sect lama.

But his father was a wild lama, who usually farmed and worked as a craftsman. When the birthdays of gods and Buddhas came, his father would put on the equipment passed down from his ancestors and go out to make a living.

I heard that his grandfather and great-grandfather did this, and it was a family tradition to memorize the Vajrasattva Hundred Syllable Mantra. When he was five or six years old, he could recite it backwards fluently.

Because one can recite the Vajrasattva Hundred Syllable Mantra, even a practitioner can receive 88 catties of barley, 2 catties of ghee, and a packet of tea.

Back then, when I was studying in Beijing, Lao Wu, relying on his status, would always take all the people in his dormitory to the Five Pagoda Temple.

At that time, there were also Yellow Sect lamas at Wuta Temple. Because Lao Wu knew some of the doctrines, he would try to build a relationship with them and often managed to get a free buffet.

These symbols are what Chi Mengli learned during his visit to the Five Pagoda Temple.

When Ji Mi saw the big boss stop and look at the huge gourd with a complicated expression, he also looked at it with curiosity.

"Brother Sheng, if you like it, we can also have one made by Jinlou."

"Old Ding is stingy enough! If we're going to do something, we should invest heavily and use real money. Let's not do anything cheap!"

Ji Mi thought that the big shot she was visiting had taken a fancy to the copper-plated gourd, so she prepared to find a camera to take pictures of the copper gourd from all angles and make a copy.

"Damn it! You've got some nerve talking about Lao Ding behind his back. Lao Ding's petty, he'll make things difficult for you."

Getting a golden gourd is completely useless! It's only used once a year to ward off disasters.

Chi Mengli merely recalled her past life, nodded to Poisonous Snake Ming, and then took the elevator to the third floor.

The guard at the elevator door, Si Jiu, saw that the person who came out was Chi Mengli and pointed to the door of the conference room.

Chi Mengli told Ji Mi to go downstairs to drink mango pomelo sago, while she pushed open the meeting room door and went inside.

Ji Mi watched as the big boss of Baimen walked into the conference room, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes. But he hadn't officially taken office yet; he was just a nobody.

There are some things that you simply cannot know if you are of a lower generation, but in the martial arts world, knowing too much is not a good thing.

The elevator arrived, and Jimi stepped inside to go down and keep Viper Ming company.

"Old Ding, something came up, sorry!"

Chi Mengli walked in, clasped his hands together, and smiled. But the next second, his gaze locked onto Wu Gang, who was standing by the long table.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action!

Sometimes, even without making a move, you can still see some clues. People who have practiced martial arts for more than 20 years always have a kind of sensitivity that ordinary citizens do not have, which is called a sixth sense.

It's not something you can do by looking and listening, but rather an instinct developed from within your bones and muscles.

The man in front of me was very handsome, but had a cold demeanor, like a large block of ice.

Chi Mengli maintained her smile, standing as straight as a javelin, looking at Wuhan Iron and Steel with a smile in her eyes.

"Let me introduce you. This is the seal of the Wu family, Wu Gang, who was brought here."

"The Wu family has dealt with the waterworks before, so they are trustworthy."

"Ah Sheng, take me to my office, and I'll talk to Wu Gang when I get back."

Shenxianjin didn't want to get involved because the gold bidding deal had already been handed over to Liangzaisheng.

Just from the commission alone, Handsome Win can get 30 million from this deal, not even counting the tea money given by the parties involved.

It's only right to take someone's money and do their bidding.

Shen Xianjin stood up and asked Liangzai Sheng to escort her to her office.

Old beef is chewy, and old people's words are worth listening to!
Shenxian Jin, that old scoundrel, must have something to tell me, so Chi Mengli followed behind Shenxian Jin into the old scoundrel's office.

"Bing, you stay outside the door and don't let anyone in."

With a thud, Shenxian Jin picked up his sea urchin stone pipe, filled it with some tobacco, lit it with a blowtorch, took a puff, and told Lazy Ice to guard the door.

Chi Mengli pulled up a chair, sat down, resisted her craving for a cigarette, and waited for the boss to speak.

“Biaojin wanted to play the double agent, and you wanted to turn the tables on him, but you forgot one thing.”

"Cough cough..."

Shenxian Jin coughed twice, and with a single sentence, he revealed the intrigue and power struggle.

That's all true! But Chi Mengli didn't say anything, because Shenxian Jin was bluffing her. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either. I'd better see what Shenxian Jin has up her sleeve first.

"This game isn't just about you few players!"

Shenxian Jin has his own intelligence channels, and he didn't beat around the bush, indicating that there are still people watching this deal.

The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind!

In fact, people often do the same thing. When they stare at the cicada in front of them, they want to strike first and seize the opportunity.

After making a move, they are eager to seize profits and achieve quick results, their eyes glued to the action, even their breathing becomes strained.

But they often forget that they themselves might be the mantis, with an unseen oriole hiding behind them.

Unforeseen risks, hidden pitfalls, and the eyes of others watching your back.

In life and in business, don't let the cicadas in your eyes block your view of what's behind you, and don't let greed cloud your ability to discern danger.

After all, nobody wants to be seen as a cicada by others, much less a mantis that only cares about being a cicada but ends up as food for the oriole.

Thirty tons of pork is a huge business in Hong Kong's lucrative business world.

Even the most meticulous plans can have flaws, and traitors can appear.

Chi Mengli knew that there was more than one person eyeing the transaction, but she was unsure whether these people would make a move.

"Old Ding, there's no reason to guard against thieves every day. Even if I guard day and night, I can't stop everyone."

"Just the gold medal alone is giving me a headache."

Chi Mengli sighed from the bottom of his heart, indicating that he was already struggling to deal with just one gold medal.

“People who are difficult to tame have minds like monkeys, so we must use various methods to control their minds and subdue them.”

"The mind is restless, the will is wandering, and the spirit is scattered."

Shenxian Jin had received a private school education and was very particular about words. He sighed and continued, "I heard that Snotty has formed a large group of gangsters."

"The interesting thing is that this slug is waving the bald eagle's flag."

"You've never dealt with Biao Jin before. This guy loves to hide his true intentions and create unexpected surprises."

"The slug isn't senior enough or influential enough, so he can't get his hands on the old guys who keep their mouths shut. He can only go to the South Asians."

“As soon as the slug makes a move, it will definitely be exposed. I know this, and so does Biao Jin.”

Shenxian Jin put the pipe in his mouth and said leisurely.

(End of this chapter)