Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 775 365: No Money, Only a Road (Starting in November!)

Acong knew about killing Lang Wan because he was right next to Teacher Li when they were plotting it loudly.

But the gossipy old woman sitting next to me actually knew, which was quite surprising.

He placed his hand on his thigh, and a thin, sharp knife appeared in his palm. As long as Brother Sheng gave the order, he would take care of this wicked old hag.

Chi Mengli disliked wielding swords and spears, especially in such an elegant setting, where these martial arts figures all preferred to use deception.

From the moment he uttered his first words, he knew this gossipy woman was trying to trick him.

Both the rhetoric and the techniques used were rather clumsy!

"No one would use heavy trucks to transport copper ore because Luzon is a tropical jungle, and the roads are as soft and rotten as those in Hong Kong!"

“If heavy trucks drive on it for just one week, the entire brand-new asphalt road will turn into a potholed, broken road.”

"Reputable mining companies all use the mining trains from Luzon Island. These were left to these monkeys by the Americans, and they've been running normally for thirty years."

Chi Mengli did not answer Ling's question, but instead began to tell another story: "On Luzon Island, there is only one group that cannot handle mining trains, and that is the mining theft group."

“Miss Zero, Luzon Island allows foreign companies to invest because these monkeys can’t handle modern mining.”

“I also believe that the copper ore from the Plum Blossom Group can be loaded onto specialized heavy-duty mining trains, but there are even more precious minerals in Baguio City.”

"It's a gold mine that coexists with copper mines. I've heard that the Victoria Gold Mine in Baguio City is world-famous because of its extremely high purity."

"The gold content is very high; 3-5 grams of gold can be extracted from one ton of gold ore."

"The cyanidation process used in gold ore refining is extremely polluting to the environment. In villages near the Victoria gold mine, the cancer rate among people aged 35 is as high as 45 percent."

"Therefore, I am certain that the person causing trouble for the Plum Blossom Group is definitely not Lang Wan."

"I need support, and I want support for my partners, not to cause trouble."

How can a person wander around the world without getting stabbed?

They're all involved in shady dealings, and their secrets are all out in the open.

Chi Mengli picked up the glass, took a sip of the Perrier water inside, and waited for Zero's answer.

“I can’t make the decision to support you. In the words of the gangsters, I’m not influential enough.”

"I can't get the list you requested!"

Ling smiled. Now she was certain that Lang Wan was killed by Chi Mengli, but while she was certain, she didn't have concrete evidence.

Even if there were evidence, the Hongmen bosses wouldn't believe it, because they needed a war in the underworld to teach these monkeys who had just climbed down from the trees a lesson.

Luzon Island is one of the most important transit points in the Strait of Malacca, and the Hung Society certainly cannot give it up.

The Plum Blossom Group's attitude was very ambiguous. The shareholders hiding in the various estates of the Zu family did not want to antagonize the ancient Hongmen.

However, they also do not want the Southeast Asian underworld to fall into the hands of the Hongmen, a group of Chinese. If the entire Southeast Asia falls into the hands of the Hongmen, the balance of the underworld will be disrupted.

Whether they are Chinese or Japanese, they should not be allowed to take the lead.

It should be noted that in the last underground narcotics war, the Chinese relied on cheap and high-quality narcotics to completely establish the Hongmen as a major force in the underworld.

If the shipping routes in Southeast Asia fall into the hands of the Hung Society again, then the golden waterway of Malacca will completely belong to the entire Chinese community.

Zero has one-fifth Chinese blood, a phrase often uttered by competitors within the Plum Group.

Beware of Greeks who bring gifts!
Zero's mother was pregnant out of wedlock, and Zero was that gift.

"I see!"

Chi Mengli nodded, indicating that she understood. She picked up the cigarette pack on the table, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

A single transaction cannot forge a united front. Even if someone verbally agrees, it's uncertain whether they will actually help when things come to a head.

But what needs to be said must be made clear.

The zero was meant to show that as long as the price was right, she would support her war with Song Sheng.

"Chi Sheng, we're all rational people. This won't affect our future business dealings, will it?"

Ling crossed his legs, picked up his cigarette case from the table, took out a Dunhill cigarette, held it in his hand, and calmly looked at Chi Mengli.

"Of course not, I'm just considering which payment method to use."

Chi Mengli smiled, indicating that this would not interfere with each other's business, and then swiped her newly bought diamond-encrusted Dupont lighter over.

Seeing the lighter slide in front of him, Zero's left hand quickly reached out and grabbed the Dupont lighter in a quarter of a second.

His quick reflexes suggest he's proficient in some form of killing technique, and his marksmanship must also be top-notch.

It's unclear whether Miss Ling acted faster or Ah Cong acted faster.

The battle between Little Li Flying Dagger and Tang Clan's Bright Moon Heart is truly something to look forward to.

Zero picked up a lighter, lit a cigarette, and asked, "How?"

“Chi Sheng, we’re all smart people, no need to pretend we don’t know.” “If I’m not mistaken, you’re planning to use pork to pay for the oil drill.”

“Chi Sheng, you’ve been working on a big deal lately. All the guys in the underworld are eyeing it, and most of them are up to no good.”

"With wolves in front and tigers behind, Chi Sheng, this deal is not going to be easy to settle!"

"But such a large quantity of pork, and all of it is top-grade Dragon Balls, if we can get it, Chi Sheng will be set for life, with everything going incredibly well!"

After finishing his sentence, Ling put the Dunhill cigarette on his finger into his mouth and looked at Chi Mengli with a mocking expression.

Chi Mengli shrugged helplessly, smiled, and shook his head: "I don't touch Miss Bai, nor do I run a brothel. I've always kept my promises."

"This time, I'm just the middleman, finding buyers for both sides. Once they meet, my mission is accomplished."

A gentleman's word is as good as his bond, and Chi Mengli never breaks his promise.

“Pork is a hard currency, and I am very happy to accept such a trade. I have a good relationship with the Madonna family in Palermo.”

In fact, if the alternative to paying for the oil drills were Blue Blood, Zero would be very happy, because the Plum Group also has a fleet.

Compared to leaving with several boxes of Hong Kong dollars that are too dangerous to sell, she would rather exchange those boxes of silver for blue blood.

There is currently a shortage of this high-purity "dragon pearl" in the European market, and this top-quality pork is in high demand everywhere.

They hauled thousands of kilograms of pork to North Africa, Southern Europe, Tunisia, and then from the Mediterranean into Western Europe.

For every round trip a ship makes, the Plum Blossom Group can earn hundreds of times its initial investment, and the Plum Blossom Group will not deposit these banknotes in a bank.

Instead, they directly use cash to purchase valuable raw materials locally, which then enter the Plum Group's factories around the world.

How genius works!
Simple and efficient!

There are no secrets in the world. Now that Zero knows, all the underworld bosses hiding in this muddy water of Hong Kong should know as well.

Chi Mengli now wishes everyone in Hong Kong knew that Biao Jin, the King of Waterways, was ripping off Ninth Sister of the Number Gang.

"Make an offer!"

Chi Mengli didn't continue to defend himself. Instead, he told Ling that after eating and drinking his fill, he just wanted to go home and get some sleep.

"You should have had the old masters check the diamonds in the safe. They are all top-grade fire-oil diamonds with a 3EX cut. The market price for such top-grade fire-oil diamonds is $60,000 per carat."

"Fifty-six three-carat top-grade fire oil drills cost ten million US dollars."

"Big business requires big ambition; I'll round down the difference for you."

"However, these oil drills are all shady, so I'm willing to compromise and give you a 50% discount."

"A million dollars for tea, a four million dollars for the selling price."

Zero didn't try to overcharge or haggle, because the price of oil drills is very transparent in the market, and she quoted a fair price directly.

"If it's pork delivery, I only need 5,000 kilograms of pork, and I want blue blood."

The price for 5,000 kilograms of pork shipped to Amsterdam is four million US dollars. If the initial offer is zero, both parties can make a profit.

"Everyone is watching this shipment; you can't get it out of Hong Kong."

Chi Mengli continued to shake her head, her attitude very clear: she would not use Ninth Sister's pork to pay for the diamonds.

"Yes, we can lead the horse to the water, but we can't force it to drink. But I'd like to know, how will Chisheng pay for this?"

Zero suddenly became interested. The fact that Handsome Sheng refused so decisively, without using his biggest chip at the moment, meant that this guy still had a trump card that could entice him.

"I didn't intend to pay; I wanted to double-cross you!"

Chi Mengli pressed the Double Happiness cigarette in her hand into the crystal ashtray and frankly expressed her thoughts.

Zero was a little surprised by Chi Mengli's frankness. She smiled and said, "I really like this saying: whether it's a protective umbrella or a death warrant, we'll only know at the end."

"Chi Sheng, you'd better not make this kind of joke! It could lead to someone's death!"

No sooner had Zero finished speaking than Ah Cong made his move. A flash of cold light appeared, and the thin, sharp blade in his hand was pressed against Zero's neck.

The blade was less than five centimeters away from the carotid artery in Zero's neck, but it just couldn't get any closer.

Because in the blink of an eye, Zero raised the silver ladle and blocked the blade.

Chi Mengli lit another cigarette, ignoring Zero's assistant pulling out a short dog cigarette, aiming it at his head, and leisurely blowing smoke rings.

"Exercise after dinner?"

"Interesting, interesting!"

Zero blocked Ah Cong's fatal attack, then used the silver spoon in his hand to push Ah Cong's thin-bladed knife aside, and had his assistant put down the short dog, waiting for Chi Mengli's explanation.

"Miss Zero, you reacted very quickly. It seems there's no chance of a double-cross."

Chi Mengli feigned regret, picked up a sticky note from the table, wrote "thirty tons" on it, and then pushed it in front of Zero.

(End of this chapter)