Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 130: Exploding Beads, just be restrained in your acting!

Wei Jixiang cast a look towards Chen Shixian for help. Perhaps only the man in front of him could break this deadlock.

"Don't make the atmosphere so heavy."

Chen Shixian picked up the handkerchief beside the table, wiped his hands clean, put it down gently, and said casually: "It's actually very simple, just help me do something."

"what's up?"

Wei Jixiang's expression tensed.

"Help, put on a show!"

"Believe me, your acting skills won't be bad."

Chen Shixian leaned back and looked at Wei Jixiang with a smile.

……

The next night, at the food stalls in Mong Kok.

Prince Brother, along with Bao Rong and his younger brothers, drove away all the customers at the night snack stall.

"Get lost! Didn't you see the prince go out? What class are you? Are you worthy of eating on the same turf as the prince?"

Bao Rong threw out a red plastic stool while cursing, and after sending the man away, he sat down next to the prince.

He yelled at the boss who was showing his anger, "What are you looking at? We have booked the place for tonight. If you have any good stuff, bring it to Prince!"

"Abao, you are even more arrogant than me!" The prince laughed and said, "But I like it!"

"Ugh!"

The boss shook his head, turned and walked into the store.

This area is under the jurisdiction of Hongtai, and the prince often comes to this street to eat for free.

Whoever is chosen by the prince should consider himself unlucky.

"Bah ah!"

Prince Ge and Bao Rong were chatting happily when suddenly a sharp horn sounded from the side.

The prince slammed his chopsticks heavily on the table.

"Dou Lei, you old bastard, can't you see we are here having supper and chatting? Press, press, press your old head!"

Bao Rong threw the melon seeds in his hand to the ground and stood up aggressively.

I was just about to take some people over to teach them a lesson.

But when the car door opened, Wei Jixiang walked down wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes, with a shiny slicked-back hair and a well-ironed suit.

"Oh!"

He casually slammed the car door, revealing the big gold Rolex on his wrist.

He smiled and looked very pleased with himself, and scolded with a smile: "Bao Rong, I'm going to fuck your mother. I heard you say you want to massage my mother from a distance. Do you want to? I'll take you to the cemetery to massage her now!"

"Fuck, did Ah Xiang rob Standard Chartered Bank?"

Bao Rong opened his eyes wide, his jaw couldn't close, and the melon seed shells on his lips made him look a little funny.

All the younger brothers looked at Wei Jixiang with shining eyes and envy on their faces.

Wei Jixiang now looks like a big boss, full of energy and vigor. He no longer looks listless and like a paparazzi as before.

"Gou Pai Xiang, how much did you win in the horse racing, Mark Six, or the lottery? Why are you so arrogant?"

The prince also showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Wei Jixiang pulled a stool over and sat down, waving his hand: "No, Prince, you know, I don't gamble."

"Then you must have sold your ass to get a rich woman's girlfriend."

Bao Rong smiled obscenely.

With Wei Jixiang's good looks, it is not impossible for him to find a rich woman.

"Not really."

Wei Jixiang smiled shyly.

The prince's eyes were full of curiosity.

To get rich overnight, one must either gamble, rob, or make money through illegal means.

He poured Wei Jixiang a glass of beer and said, "I am your boss, tell me the truth."

"None of that."

Wei Jixiang deliberately tried to hide the truth and said vaguely, "I made the money through investment and legitimate business."

"Don't brag, do you have money to invest?"

Bao Rong obviously didn't believe it.

"When I opened the video tape factory in Mong Kok, Prince Brother gave me 100,000."

Wei Jixiang picked up the wine, took a sip, and answered casually.

Prince Ge and Bao Rong looked skeptical.

Are you bragging?

All of Wei Jixiang's assets together make at least a million. He can make a million from a hundred thousand, which is a high profit of 900%, more money than selling flour.

What kind of business is this?

"Gou Pai Xiang, there are chickens and eggs. I gave you the 100,000 yuan as the initial capital, so all the money you earn is mine."

"As a human being, you need to know how to be grateful."

The prince patted Wei Jixiang on the shoulder.

The first thing that came to his mind was to exploit his younger brother.

So shameless indeed!
Wei Jixiang cursed inwardly.

Then, as usual, he put on a flattering smile, took off his gold watch, and slapped his car keys on the table.

He proudly pushed these things in front of the prince:
"Brother Prince is right. Without your start-up capital, I would be nothing. One should never forget one's roots."

"If you like the car, take it and drive it."

"If you like the gold watch, take it and wear it!"

"These are just small changes, just a little money."

The prince looked surprised.

Wei Jixiang was so generous as to give him the car and the gold watch?
He is so generous, which shows that his financial source is very stable.

He found it unbelievable that the down-and-out little brother suddenly became a big shot.

This made him itchy, and he also wanted to know what kind of business was so profitable?

He pushed the gold watch and key back and said in a pretentious manner, "Hey, Xiangzi, I was just joking with you, are you serious?"

"Drink a penalty, drink a penalty!"

Wei Jixiang drank three cups obediently.

The prince's eyes flashed with cunning, and he asked slowly: "Ah Xiang, I'm curious, what kind of legitimate business is it that makes so much money?"

"I'll tell you the truth. I have a cousin who has been doing international business in recent years. He has a diamond mine in South Africa."

"Diamond mines, you know that?"

"That stuff is actually all hype. If you find the original ore, you can buy it in batches at a bargain price. After cutting and polishing, you can sell it for tens of thousands per piece, and a large one for hundreds of thousands."

"He saw how miserable I was, so he helped me and gave me some soup."

Wei Jixiang drank a few glasses of wine, his face flushed, and he spoke freely: "Brother Prince, I just know it now."

"It's not that many people can't make money, but they don't know how high-end players play, they lack opportunities, and they lack connections with the upper echelons."

"Otherwise, even a pig can take off if someone leads it!"

Hearing this, Prince's eyes lit up.

He had heard that there were many gold mines and diamond mines in South Africa.

It is said that when a bride gets married, even her underwear is made of gold.

Diamonds are the most profitable of all.

The investment in this kind of business is hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars, and it is a monopoly business, where the chiefs have the final say.

If you can get into this kind of business, you can make a lot of money with just a little investment.

If what Wei Jixiang said was true, then the background of this relative of his must be complicated.

"Ah Xiang, you are not kidding me, are you?"

The prince hoped that what Wei Jixiang said was true, but he also felt that it was a little unreal.

"It's absolutely true. I'm definitely not exaggerating!"

Wei Jixiang raised his hand and swore, making a solemn promise.

"Really?"

When the prince heard this, his face lit up slightly, and then he said, "Then can you take me to meet your relative?"

"I also want to invest some money for fun."

Wei Jixiang refused again and again: "No, Prince, they are engaged in international projects, ordinary people are not allowed to play with them."

"The little money I have is not even worth a drop in the ocean. If it weren't for my relatives' careful care, I would have no chance at all."

When the prince saw Wei Jixiang refused, he became more interested. He rolled his eyes and said, "Well, I'll give you 100,000 yuan and you can help me invest." "If I make money, I'll give you half."

It's worth spending 100,000 to test the waters.

Besides, Wei Jixiang's stuff is worth more than a hundred thousand. If he is cheated, he can just skin him alive and use the big gold watch and car to pay off the debt.

"This……"

Wei Jixiang looked embarrassed and reluctantly said, "Brother Prince, for your sake, this is the only time."

"Row!"

The prince agreed readily, his face almost breaking with laughter: "Come on, Brother Xiang, have a drink!"

After dealing with the prince, Wei Jixiang called Chen Shixian immediately.

"Brother Xian, according to your instructions, the prince has taken the bait."

"Okay, well done, keep up the good work."

Chen Shixian hung up the phone.

Once a person's greed is aroused, it will be out of control.

Next, it’s time to prepare for harvest.

……

Three days later, the prince looked at the one million cash in his account and his eyes became bloodshot and his face flushed with excitement.

This business is more profitable than white flour, it’s real!
You can make one million from one hundred thousand, and one million means you can make ten million, so if you invest ten million, you can make one hundred million!

The prince's breathing became heavy.

Why the hell is he still hanging out in a gang? He should just buy a villa in Taipingshan and live there for retirement.

This business must be done!
He also wants to get involved in the investment that the big shots are doing!

Don't miss this opportunity.

"Ah Xiang, what do I need to do to participate in the investment?"

The prince had already regarded Wei Jixiang as the God of Wealth. He changed his previous attitude and asked impatiently.

"Brother Taizi, my relative Brother Bao said that we don't accept small investments. Now it's all the rich second-generations from the Jockey Club who are playing. The minimum investment is 30 million, and you have to pay a deposit of 3 million."

"It's a pity that I don't have that much money. Otherwise, according to inside information, a diamond mine has been unearthed in South Africa. They want to raise funds together to take over the ore, mine it themselves, and process it themselves. It's a sure profit."

"Besides, it's a long-term business."

The prince's heartbeat quickened as he listened to Wei Jixiang's mysterious words, and he blurted out excitedly, "You don't have funds, but I do. Brother Bao wants to raise funds, so introduce me to him!"

Wei Jixiang did not agree immediately and remained silent.

"Well, if it works, I'll give you a million as an introduction fee!"

The prince believed that Wei Jixiang would definitely agree if the reward was generous.

"I'll try my best." Wei Jixiang didn't say it so confidently.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news!" The prince hung up the phone with anticipation.

"Brother Prince, you should talk to Uncle Mei about the 33 million investment, right?"

Bao Rong advised with some trepidation.

Thirty million, such a huge sum of money.

If such a large investment were to go wrong, the loss would be enormous.

"What the hell."

Prince Brother only felt that Bao Rong was preventing him from getting rich, and he warned with a cold face:
"Bao Rong, don't think I don't know. You are the eye that my father has placed beside me. You often report my situation to my father."

"This time, if you dare to say a word, I will send you to fill the sea immediately. I mean what I say!"

Bao Rong's face turned pale.

He knew that the prince could definitely do it.

So he tried to get the prince to back off by hinting: "If we don't let Uncle Mei know, how can we get so much money?"

"I will lie to my dad. The price of goods in Colombia has risen sharply recently. I want to import a batch of goods. I will first trick him into paying 20 million."

"Find six more hall masters, offer them 20% discounts, and prepay the fees. It will be no problem to get 10 million."

The prince thought about it and came up with a bad idea.

"What if the hall masters tell others about it?" Bao Rong was worried that the truth would be exposed.

"Don't worry, the fees must be paid at all times. I have never paid 20% off. Even if it is exposed, my father will have to take responsibility for it."

"These hall masters are very clear about this. For them, whether the fees are paid to me or my father, it's better to pay less."

The prince said confidently.

With such a huge temptation of benefits before his eyes, he must do it no matter what method he uses!
Thirty million in exchange for three hundred million, that’s a big profit!
This is how business works, the more you invest, the more you earn.

Once you make money, there will be no more voices or opinions.

Soon, news came from Wei Jixiang.

The legendary boss, Brother Bao agreed to meet.

But you need to verify your capital first.

Finally, after confirming that there was already 30 million in the prince's account, he paid another 3 million in deposit.

With the introduction of Wei Jixiang, Prince Brother came to Happy Valley and the Hong Kong Jockey Club.

Gambling is one of the ways for Hong Kong residents to relax and have fun. For example, horse racing, football lottery, Mark Six lottery, etc. are all legal and compliant.

In addition to ordinary people who like to read horse racing books and buy horses, rich people also like this project.

Many wealthy people are also horse owners at horse farms, and the minimum investment for a horse is three million.

Many good horses cost hundreds of millions or even tens of millions, and the subsequent feeding and training fees are also astronomical.

At the Happy Valley Racecourse, ordinary people can only buy tickets to watch the race on the first floor, while the rich can watch the race in the private rooms upstairs while holding their wives and drinking wine.

The third to sixth floors of the entire racecourse are members' boxes.

According to the membership level, the higher you go, the higher the level.

The sixth floor is the top-level private room. It is said that the membership fee is several million per year and hundreds of thousands per month.

Prince Brother has been to the racecourse many times, but this is the first time he has taken the elevator to the sixth floor.

I couldn't help but feel nervous.

In the private room upstairs, I saw a group of rich second-generations hugging little stars, drinking, chatting and having a party.

Moreover, many of them are rich young men whom I have seen in newspapers.

For example, Yang Zhiqiu, the son of Platinum Building Materials.

Situ Jie, the son of Situ Guang, one of the four major real estate developers.

Galaxy Fund’s son, Wan Peng, etc.

At this moment, Prince Brother finally believed that Wei Jixiang's relative, Brother Bao, was really very capable.

I couldn't help feeling excited.

I even started to fantasize.

It won’t be long before he can become as arrogant as these rich second-generations.

Not only do you need to apply for membership at the Jockey Club, you also need to apply for membership at the yacht club and golf club.

He also wants to be the best!
Baozhu looked at the fanaticism in the prince's eyes and felt secretly happy.

Brother Xian is right.

To show heroism and strength, you need to have a foil.

The high membership fees of the Jockey Club and these second-generation rich people are the best foil to the grand occasion.

In the Jockey Club, if you get to know some rich second-generations, throw a party and invite some pretty girls, it's easy to gather all the rich second-generations together.

"Brother Prince?"

Seeing that Prince Ge was almost out of the question, Baozhu asked Aquan to call him to the reception room inside the box.

He imitated Chen Shixian's style and tone, and said coldly: "Don't call yourself that in the future. It's too arrogant and not presentable."

"Yes, that makes sense."

The prince nodded awkwardly and quickly handed a cigarette to Baozhu.

"Still smoking?"

Baozhu took out a cigar from the box beside him, cut it with a cigar cutter, lit it, put it in his mouth, and glanced at the prince:
"You have to learn to adapt to the life of the upper class. When your business gets bigger, that's what happens."

"I just smoke Havana, Dannemann, Cohiba, and other cigars for fun."

"From now on, wearing a suit, a tie, and drinking red wine will become a daily routine."

Go to your mother, so pretentious!
Ah Quan, who was acting as a bodyguard behind Baozhu, silently complained.

No wonder Brother Xian said that Baozhu should be more restrained in his performance.

That's true.

This guy is really good.

(End of this chapter)