Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 9: Passive Promotion

"Chichi. BBB chichi"

Chi Mengli was awakened by the pager on the bedside table, but his pager was the cheapest one, with only a reminder function and no digital display. He glanced at the time and found that he had slept until two o'clock in the afternoon.

He scratched his head, sat on the bed in confusion for half a second, then walked into the bathroom, washed up simply, changed his coat, and walked out of the house.

The corridor was filled with cardboard boxes where housewives stored their goods for sale, as well as makeshift stoves. Chi Mengli kept dodging and moving around before finally arriving in front of the elevator with great difficulty.

It would be absurd in any country for a housing estate with 8,000 people to have only two elevators.

But this is reality!

This also resulted in the elevator always being full of people. Chi Mengli waited for half an hour, and the elevator had gone up and down three times, but he still didn't get on the elevator. He had no choice but to take the stairs.

It took him five minutes to walk out of the Pearl Building. These five minutes of exercise made him feel even hungrier.

But now was not a good time to eat, so he walked to a public telephone booth nearby, took out a coin from his pocket, threw it in, and dialed the number of the paging station.

Chi Mengli told out her account password, and then the customer service lady at the paging station told her the contents of the message.

A lot of people came to see him today. In fact, he was considering whether to buy a pager with text message notification. He certainly couldn't pay for it himself, and had to get the police boss to reimburse him.

Forget about mobile phones at this time. It was 78. Although Hong Kong already had mobile phones, there were no telecommunications companies. In addition, you had to carry an antenna and a battery, which weighed seven or eight kilograms.

He hung up the phone and walked into a tea restaurant nearby. There was no rush to meet people, the most important thing was to fill his stomach.

"Uncle Cha, one serving of roast duck rice, one bowl of soup, and one serving of beef offal."

There were not many people in the tea restaurant. Chi Mengli found a seat facing the door, sat down, greeted his old neighbor Uncle Cha, and placed his order.

"Come on!"

"Cut the fattest duck leg for Ah Sheng."

The roast duck rice and soup were soon served. The beef offal was wrapped in thick soup, giving off a charming aroma. Chi Mengli scooped a spoonful of chili sauce and picked up the most flavorful radish with a bamboo skewer.

He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it for a few times. The thick soup in the radish exploded in his mouth and he exhaled a breath of hot air with satisfaction.

Chi Mengli picked up the chopsticks beside him and began to enjoy his first meal of the day. The roast duck tasted good and the soup was also good.

The door of the tea restaurant opened, and five 16- or 17-year-old hooligans walked in, shouting and yelling, ordering five cups of Yuanyang milk tea, and then talking about rumors in the underworld.

Chi Mengli, who was concentrating on eating, just listened to a little bit of it. It was all gossip, exciting but boring. These five scoundrels had a talent for talk show and were very eloquent.

"Do you know? A big incident happened in Yau Ma Tei yesterday. The old man from the water room, Sijiu, beat up the red sticks from the East Union."

"That's true. Old Four-Nine is worse than the Big Red Stick."

"Water House has spread the word that Handsome Sheng is the boss of Water House in Yau Ma Tei. I heard that he is from Shau Kei Wan. If Handsome Sheng can make it big, then I, Ah Bin, can also make a name for myself."

I didn't expect Chi Mengli to hear the news of promotion from someone else. It's outrageous!

But Lan Mingde did call me, so it is necessary to install a telephone at home.

"Pay the bill."

"Uncle Cha, it's on the table."

After Chi Mengli finished his roast duck rice, he took out the money, put it on the table, and left the noisy tea restaurant. He walked to the public telephone booth where he had made a call before. He should have arrived at Ruixing Queguan by now.

"Which one?"

"Ah Sheng, handsome boy Sheng, is Brother De looking for me?" "Wait a moment."

Chi Mengli stuffed a cigarette of Double Happiness into his mouth and glanced at the Hong Lao in his hand. It was already 3:10 in the afternoon and he had an appointment at 4 o'clock, so he was going to be late.

"Ah Sheng, Grandpa has already informed the venue. The three mahjong parlors in Yau Ma Tei and your boss Robin's venue are all under your control."

"congratulations."

"Don't embarrass me, Dege."

"Thank Lao Ding for me. I promise to keep the place under control. Brother De, I have other things to do. I'll treat you to a drink another day."

"Okay, you get busy first."

Chi Mengli hung up the phone, thought for a while, then called the paging station again and left a message for Bo Xidong, asking him to gather his brothers together and prepare to start work. After everything was arranged, he took a taxi and went to Central.

The taxi took Chi Mengli to the gate of Murray Building in Central. He paid the fare, walked into the Murray Building, passed through the long corridor, and quickly left through the back door.

I walked along the alley of the back street, turned a few corners, and saw that there was no one behind me. Then I walked into an old building with electric wires and spider webs all over the surface, and went up to the third floor in one breath.

He stood on the landing on the third floor without moving, observing his surroundings quietly. After making sure that no one was following him, he went up another floor.

There was a garbage bag in front of the door of Room 403, and right above the garbage bag was a pair of red women's plastic slippers.

After Chi Mengli saw that the agreed upon code was correct, he reached out and knocked on the door of Room 403, knocking three times, which was also agreed in advance.

Footsteps were heard in the house. After waiting for three or four seconds, the security door opened and Guo Guohao's face appeared in front of him.

"Good afternoon. I almost finished the whole pot of tea."

Guo Guohao opened the door, complained, and asked Chi Mengli to come in quickly.

"Boss, please forgive me. I have to start working! Otherwise, how can I eat? Do I really want to serve the Queen of England on an empty stomach?"

Chi Mengli walked into the room and sat directly on the sofa. He retorted, crossed his legs, and looked empty.

"The Queen of England? I have never seen her. It is just a tablet, just like worshipping Lord Guan."

"Boss, you only earn 30,000 yuan a month, and your mother lives in a single room in Kowloon Hospital. This is all paid by citizens. It's not too much to give them a stable living environment."

"Fish, think about being a crime fighter when you were in Wong Chuk Hang!"

Guo Guohao sat opposite Chi Mengli, picked up the purple clay teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Chi Mengli.

"Bullshit! I wanted to be a crime fighter, but I believed Mr. Guo's lies. I didn't graduate from Wong Chuk Hang, so I listened to you and became a traitor, living in fear all day long."

"You were the one who handcuffed Big Duck?"

Chi Mengli took the teacup handed to her by Guo Guohao, drank it in one gulp, put out the anger in her heart, and then asked about serious matters.

Guo Guohao didn't say anything, just nodded, and then said, "Did you know that the person in charge of the operation has been replaced?"

"Know!"

"Shapisson is on stage. I heard that you guys always play football together and have a very good relationship. But then again, Lei Luo likes to play football, Lan Gang and Yan Tong also like to play football, and Gui Lao also likes to play football."

"I don't believe that there is no ghost between you!"

(End of this chapter)