Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

After the formal discussion, Zhang Yaorong pressed the call bell on the wall, and the manager immediately led his team in.

After the banquet and tables were almost empty, they were cleared away and replaced with a mahogany tea table, fruit platters, and side dishes. Four alluring and stunningly beautiful girls walked in.

The hotel manager introduced them, saying that the four were all female singers signed with small and medium-sized record companies.

These female singers who haven't become famous yet don't have many gigs to earn money. They usually sing at bars and nightclubs that their companies introduce them to, which allows them to earn money, hone their singing skills and stage presence, and incidentally gain some fame.

Of course, well-known nightclubs like Ocean Paradise on Hong Kong Island are frequented by wealthy people, and not just any random person can perform there. The record company only allowed them to get on stage because they agreed to entertain the customers...

You think it's shameful?

Is it a desecration of dreams?
Singing while kneeling?

So many people would love to kneel and serve guests but don't even have the chance!
They either have money or power; even a little bit of food left for them is a stepping stone to the top!
People eat all kinds of grains and have different personalities, but one thing remains constant: men, regardless of age, all like young and beautiful girls!

Chu Yutao hugged a little girl who was about the same age as his granddaughter, his hands, covered in orange peel, stroking the little girl's waist and thighs, laughing heartily.

Even though Zhong Zhuozheng's head was still wrapped in blood-soaked gauze, a smile appeared on his face after he gently kneaded the girl's pert breasts.

In reality, this guy still has to get past Prince Rong. Those few shots from behind almost killed Prince Rong. Now that he's caught the mastermind, revenge is inevitable.

However, Wang Yaotang wouldn't bring this up. He would wait until Zhong Zhuozheng actually encountered difficulties and asked him for help, which would be another favor.

"Literati and poets, singing and dancing lightly, this is an elegant affair. What does this show?" Wang Yaotang patted the girl's thigh with a smile. "It shows that we are all romantic figures."

The four of them burst into laughter, and the girls giggled along with them.

……

Before going to bed, Councilor Fang stood on the balcony and looked outside. A minibus and three Toyota sedans were parked on the road not far away. He didn't look at the headlights, but he knew those people were there.

This bodyguard is so thoughtful! He turned off the car lights so as not to disturb the people sleeping nearby!
Damn it, after cursing and swearing for a while, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

Even knowing that these people wouldn't rush in, and not daring to do anything to them, how could I not feel at ease!

Irritability!

This is the first time I've encountered something like this in all these years. I guess this is how we hid from Kuomintang agents during the revolution back then.

A dream of returning to the War of Resistance against Japan!

Is there any reason?
Is there any royal method?
You're sleeping soundly with a woman in your arms, and suddenly someone jumps out banging drums and gongs...

The triads must be eradicated; we have no choice but to do so!

That damned Wang Yaotang!
Councilor Fang didn't know when he fell asleep. He vaguely remembered that it was already the next morning. Looking at the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror, Councilor Fang became even angrier.

The sky hadn't fallen yet, but the work still had to be done. He couldn't let others laugh at him. After breakfast, he set off for work, and Toyota followed him off again, seemingly unconcerned. Councilor Fang sighed, resigned to his fate.

Fang Ansheng, Fang Jinsheng, Shunsheng...

There's no need to stay home all the time; if you go out, you'll have free bodyguards following you around, which is incredibly annoying.

But for others, it was just part of the scenery, and they were all watching the spectacle.

The police did nothing about it.

The police's job is to maintain social order, and this kind of private feud between the two families does not affect anyone else.

……

"Your method is really..." Jiang Zhizhen was somewhat amused and exasperated when he saw Wang Yaotang again.

That's outrageous!

This has drastically lowered the level of political struggle!
“Bring the enemy down to your level, then defeat him with your rich experience.” Wang Yaotang chuckled. “What message has the Fang family sent this time? I don’t believe them anymore.”

"The Fang family will have Fang Mansheng leave Hong Kong Island and promise to speed up the audit of the Li family's assets. Once it is completed, the court will immediately issue a certificate. However, they require you to stop sending people to follow them."

"What stalking, what slander, blatant slander!" Wang Yaotang slammed his fist on the table. "I'm protecting them, protecting the safety of the Fang family members who have dedicated their lives to the prosperity and development of Hong Kong!"

"Fine, fine, protect them. But could you please stop protecting them?" Jiang Zhizhen shook his head. He couldn't stand it anymore; it was too despicable.

“I don’t believe them,” Wang Yaotang shook his head.

“I knew it.” Jiang Zhizhen said with a smile, “Fang Mansheng will be flying to England for vacation at noon today. Your people are following him... ah, I mean, protecting him. Is it enough to see him board the plane?”

"He instigated murder, and they just let him go like that? Why isn't the police doing anything about it?" Wang Yaotang said with a displeased expression.

"My dear Yao, let's not talk about murder. Big brother, please don't laugh at your second brother."

“Alright… tell them that I trust Attorney Jiang Zhizhen, not them,” Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

"Thank you."

"Are you really just going to let it go like that?" A-Jie asked, somewhat annoyed.

“Killing him isn’t impossible; he’s just an insignificant nobody, it’s just a matter of a few bullets. But besides venting our anger, we won’t gain anything.” Wang Yaotang shook his head and said in a deep voice, “On the contrary, his death will inevitably provoke a backlash from the Fang family. Actually, we can still bear that, but it will damage my reputation. Other political forces and powerful families will think that I, Wang Yaotang, am vindictive and will be unwilling to associate with me, isolating me from the world.”

"Being vengeful isn't necessarily a bad thing, is it? It's just that some people come looking for trouble." A-Jie asked.

"No, no, no." Wang Yaotang waved his hand. "After all, it is a cooperation between multiple forces. Even within a single force, it is impossible for everyone to be of one mind. Friction and differing opinions are inevitable. They are afraid that I will act recklessly and start fighting if I have a grudge."

"If I can't afford to mess with them, I'll just avoid them. If everyone avoids us, we'll become isolated and how will we survive?"

"It's not worth it for others to misunderstand me over such a tiny insect, understand?"

“If it were a contest for the position of Governor of Hong Kong, or even just a non-official seat in the Legislative Council, I wouldn’t be too bad to risk my reputation for it. But it’s just a contest of loyalty, which is unnecessary. It would only make me seem petty and make people keep their distance.”

Jiang Zhizhen nodded repeatedly. He knew that Wang Yaotang was about to run for Yau Tsim Mong District Councillor, but if he continued with his gang-related practices, it definitely wouldn't work. He would have to consider gradually distancing himself from the gang. But now it seemed that the transition was very smooth.

"Oh." Ah Jie scratched his head, seemingly understanding but not really caring. "So that means there's nothing much going on lately?"

"What are you going to do?" Wang Yaotang asked.

"That crazy woman Bisna insists on dragging us into training!" A-Jie said with a bitter face.

"Huh?" Wang Yaotang chuckled. "Who are they?"

“Me, Ah-Ji, and Big Cat and the others who often go out to do errands.”

"Where to go?"

“Italian, a high-ranking officer in the unit where Bisna served back then, partnered with some people to run a training camp, undertaking training missions for external clients, mainly people from Eastern Europe, Africa, and the Middle East,” Aja said listlessly. “She said we’re all just mud now.”

"What about the Marine Corps?" Wang Yaotang asked, intrigued.

"Unwavering fighting spirit."

"and then?"

"Gone."

It's gone, so what? I just didn't like it!

To be honest, Wang Yaotang was quite unhappy at the moment!

Someone who couldn't even make it into the 18-strong coalition dares to look down on the soldiers who defeated them!

However, putting aside personal feelings, while the Chinese army is strong, its large-scale troop operations and organizational capabilities are strong, but it is still not good enough for urban warfare at the squad level.

From its inception, this type of small-team combat has only involved practical experience in areas such as railway guerrilla warfare, and therefore lacks experience.

I remember that at that time, there was no concept of special operations in China, and it seemed that the first special forces unit would not be established for many years.

The country was still poor at that time. Judging from the current situation of retired soldiers, in 81, soldiers who could drive were highly sought after...

Ordinary soldiers are good at hand-to-hand combat and bayonet fighting, but their shooting skills mainly consist of prone shooting... Most of them have never even seen a scope.

Thinking about it, Wang Yaotang decided to set off for the mainland immediately.

……

Upon hearing his secretary report that the car 'protecting' him outside had left, Councilor Fang let out a long sigh of relief with his eyes closed.

After a long while, his heaving chest gradually calmed down. "Search carefully, see if there are any others following us in secret."

"Okay, Mr. Fang."

"Yes, have Yu Yifei and the others speed up the preparation of the proposal on 'Preventing the Spread of Obscene Materials.' I will put it forward immediately after the court issues its ruling."

"understood."

……

"Training in Italy?" Director Shi blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.

"Yes, would you be interested in arranging for a few people to go along and learn about the current combat models in Europe and America, including urban warfare, special operations teams, individual combat, various individual weapons, car driving, helicopter piloting, and small boat piloting?" Wang Yaotang described some of the combat methods he knew from later generations, making Director Shi's heart pound.

"Going abroad, or participating in military training... this... this needs to be reported to higher-ups. Will there be any danger...? No, danger isn't a consideration..." Director Shi was momentarily flustered. He patted his head, letting his superiors handle these questions; he needed to consider other things, such as, "The cost..."

Wang Yaotang tilted his head and looked at Director Shi with a half-smile.

Offering money willingly and being begged for are two completely different concepts.

The government will reimburse you, but you can't be a sucker.

"Ahem, you know, the country is poor right now, everything has to give way to economic development, overseas training... right? The military is poor too." Director Shi smiled, pursing his lips. "But Brother Yao..."

"No, just call me Yaozai." Wang Yaotang quickly reached out to stop him.

"Hehe, Ah Yao, you are a patriotic businessman, the country knows that. It's just that considering your circumstances, it's not appropriate to award you a medal openly. But the country will not forget every contribution and every achievement."

“Okay, I’ll cover the expenses.” Wang Yaotang agreed with a smile. “By the way, about helping me find Fatty Li’s family.”

Speaking of this, Director Shi's eyes suddenly turned strange. "No, is capitalist competition really that fierce? Every pore is seeping with filth and blood."

“Hey, whose side are you on? Fatty Li grew up in Guangzhou. His childhood was nothing but hunger. It was Hong Kong that made him a tycoon overnight. It was capitalism that turned his life around. If he were still on the mainland, even if he hadn’t starved to death, we don’t know where he would be scraping by now.” Wang Yaotang said irritably, “He is firmly against the handover. He is afraid that after the handover, everything he has will be taken away again.”

Director Shi frowned. It wasn't that he believed everything Wang Yaotang said, but rather that Fatty Li's life trajectory was indeed like that.

The authorities have statistical data showing the differences in how different life trajectories affect domestic perceptions and opinions.

Most of those who fled after the founding of the People's Republic of China, like Fatty Li, were very reactionary, extremely reactionary.

“I am different from them,” Wang Yaotang continued. “My childhood was unfortunate because it was in Hong Kong Island. In a capitalist environment, money is everything. I have no sense of identification with capitalism.”

"Then aren't you afraid of what will happen after you return..." Director Shi asked with a smile.

"What's there to be afraid of? The idea that being poorer is glorious is unique in the entire history of the world. We've started reform and opening up, and we're back on track. I'm valuable to the country, I'm one of our own, so what do I have to be afraid of?" Wang Yaotang said with a smirk.

"Brother Yao, that's sharp!" Director Shi smiled and gave a thumbs up.

After all, this happened in a colony, and it's none of the mainland's business. Therefore, Wang Yaotang is still a good comrade. (End of Chapter)