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

Sometimes, it's not that people don't know what to do, but rather that they know it but just can't do it.

Does Lao Yanhuo not know that reading books on writing structure and techniques can improve his writing skills?

I know, but I can't bear to watch!

Just like Fourth Master, Silly Lin, Uncle Niu and the others, they didn't know that as long as they were willing to give up their territory and make promises, their underlings would definitely dare to fight to the death.
know.

But I can't bear to part with it!

They prefer to use a code of honor among their subordinates and company rules to bind them and make them work for free.

This is what is meant by risking one's life rather than one's wealth.

Of course, there are downsides as well. While spending money might temporarily win over subordinates, it also spoils them. They can't always afford to throw money at people when they need something done; no amount of wealth can cover that.

However, this was not a big problem for Wang Yaotang. Tigu Dong and Fourth Master had devoted their entire lives to 'Shengyi', which was their foundation, so naturally they had to take good care of it.

But for Wang Yaotang, Shengyi was just a tool, accounting for a small proportion of his business, so he could stand up and kick it.

Actually, this has nothing to do with the size of the scope of the business.

How can someone who worries about daily necessities, mortgage payments, and car loans have a broad perspective?

Anyone who talks to you about perspective is 100% just trying to take advantage of you; it's no different from ignoring the facts altogether.

Hong Kong is so small. Wang Yaotang forgot to call the Po Toi O branch, but after hearing the news, Da Tou Bo came running over to ask if it counted as their branch.

"Yes, of course it counts," Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

The reason is that Po Toi O is too remote and isolated. Apart from smuggling, there is no legitimate business. Wang Yaotang's vision and perspective have changed. He is not interested in legitimate businesses that don't make much money, and he is even less interested in smuggling.

"The soda factory still has business in Clearwater Bay?" Wang Yaotang asked with some curiosity.

"Yes, there is business in Clearwater Bay and Acacia Bay, including gambling dens, horse stalls, smuggling, and the purchase of red oil."

These are all thankless and laborious businesses, and Wang Yaotang lost interest as soon as he heard them. "This time, you can fight however you want. Don't worry about the other branches of the soda factory. I'll take the pressure. But whether you can win or not depends entirely on yourselves. All the territories you take over belong to your branches."

Big Head Wave's eyes lit up, "Then the police..."

“Whoever commits a crime, the police will arrest them.” Wang Yaotang raised an eyebrow. “You need to learn how to deal with the police. This incident has caused a lot of trouble, and the police also need to give an explanation to the Governor’s Office and the citizens. Do you understand what I mean?”

Big Head Bo glanced at Wang Yaotang, his eyes darting around a few times, and he roughly understood what he meant. "Call them out?"

"The police's duty is to arrest criminals, but unfortunately, many criminal activities are closely related to the interests of local gangsters, making it difficult for the police to catch them all in one fell swoop," Wang Yaotang lamented.

"I understand!" Big Head Bo slapped his thigh.

The situation is similar in fishing villages like Xiangsi Bay, Lobster Bay, Clear Water Bay, and Po Toi O. The police have virtually no enforcement power. Even if they want to arrest someone, they are discovered before they even enter the village. There is really no way to deal with them.

But if a local bigwig like Big Head Bo were to help, things would be much simpler.

"Do you really understand?" Wang Yaotang asked with a smile.

"understood."

"Then I'll have someone contact you and make sure it's done cleanly."

"Don't worry, Yao-ge, if anything happens, it's all my responsibility."

"The way you're saying that makes it sound like I'm pushing you out to take the blame," Wang Yaotang said with a stern face.

"Slap!" Big Head Wave raised his hand and lightly slapped himself. "Brother Yao gave us the opportunity to make money, and I still judged him with a petty mind. It was my mistake."

"I never realized you were such a smooth talker." Wang Yaotang nodded in satisfaction. "Ali will be released on medical parole in a few days."

“I’ll arrange for someone to pick him up and assist Ali in taking over the branch,” Big Head Bo said immediately.

Wang Yaotang clicked his tongue twice, a smile on his face. "Don't worry, I won't discard you after you've served your purpose. If Grandpa were still here, everything would be the same at Shengyi, and I wouldn't bother with any major changes. But now that Shengyi is in my hands, many rules will have to change. If you do things to my satisfaction, I'll guarantee your family's wealth for 30 years."

"Huh?" Big Head Bo looked at Wang Yaotang in shock, blinking his eyes repeatedly, looking somewhat silly and cute.

"Alright, get to work. I have an agreement with the police to end this chaos within a week." Wang Yaotang waved his hand.

"Okay, Yao-ge." Da Tou Bo walked away, completely bewildered.

...In 1980, Wang Yaotang was still taking A-Jie and A-Ji to the streets to play cards with people.

By 1981, Ah-Jie and Ah-Jie were leading the team for every big film production, while Wang Yaotang only needed to sit in the command center, or perhaps in the police station's detention room...

By 1982, for things like causing trouble, all Wang Yaotang needed to do was spread a word, and his underlings would take care of it.

In this light, it can be considered as taking one step at a time.

Even though they're at the bottom of the list, the soft drink factory still has branches in all the bustling areas of Hong Kong Island, including Tsim Sha Tsui. As the most prosperous entertainment area in Hong Kong Island, it has more than 50 venues of all sizes, including nightclubs, KTVs, bars, game arcades, billiard halls, and massage parlors, enough to keep the underlings in the Tsim Sha Tsui branch making a living.

After giving his underlings the opportunity to take over the business, Gou Zui Bo, who used to work as a bouncer at the Dynasty Nightclub, scraped together 150 million yuan and borrowed from Wang Yaotang's finance company to take over a bar and an arcade. Now he's starving.

Others like Super A, Guoshanfeng, Cockroach Quan, and Fatty Nan are in similar situations. Their education, personality, and experience prevent them from advancing further in the security company. Those with money have taken over the business, while those without can only watch helplessly.

But no one expected that Grandpa would suddenly die... Enraged, Yao Ge decided to wage a full-scale war against the soda factory, promising that whoever conquered the territory would own it.

For these people, Grandpa's death was absolutely timely!

This solved everyone's urgent problem!

As soon as Gou Zuibo got back, he started gathering his men to get things going. He couldn't take down the big venues, but the small ones were a piece of cake.

Upon hearing Gou Zuibo's words, the dozen or so underlings immediately cheered excitedly. With more venues owned by their boss, they would have the opportunity to be assigned to manage them, and they would be addressed as "brother" in the future.

"Brother Dog, what are we waiting for? I'll go get the car and kill them!"

"Go to hell!" Gou Zui Bo cursed irritably. "If a Toyota Hiace goes out, everyone will know that 'Sheng Yi Zai' is out on the street. Once the big iron gate is closed, what's the point of fighting? Do you think this is still a few years ago, when people would go out on the street with steel pipes and machetes to beat up their friends?"

Speaking of this, Gou Zui Bo sighed. Things are different now. Because of someone, the atmosphere in the underworld has deteriorated significantly in the past two years...

Fewer and fewer guys are going out in groups of 50 or 100 to make a show of things; many scoundrels who used to make a living that way have lost their livelihood.

After taking over the gang's territory, recruiting people became much easier for them. The dozen or so men around them were the best of the best, all hardworking and daring young men from the housing estate.

Dogmouth Bo composed himself, pointed to the map on the wall, and said, "These days, even gangsters need to know how to use their brains."

"Our target is this arcade and the billiards room on the second floor. Now all the gangs have followed Brother Yao's example and installed big iron gates. Everyone in the underworld knows that Sheng Yi is going to fight the soda factory, so they are very vigilant. When I came back just now, I deliberately drove past there. There were people guarding the big iron gates, ready to close and lock them at any time."

"Brother Dog, what should we do?"

"Ah Chun, Xiao Hai, you two don't look familiar. Change your clothes, put on sunglasses, and make yourselves look trendy. Pretend to be guests going out to play. After you trick the door open, guard it. I need you two to hold out for 20 seconds," Gou Zui Bo gestured.

"No problem, Brother Gou," Xiao Hai said, patting his chest confidently.

“Won’t they be wary if we bring weapons?” Ah Chun asked.

“Yes.” Dog Mouth nodded. “So you guys replaced the belts with chains. Back then, Brother Yao built his empire with just a chain.”

Thinking about how powerful the iron chains would be when swung around, the two nodded to indicate that they understood.

"Take these with you too." Dogmouth took a pair of shin guards out of the drawer and tossed them over. "Wear them on your arms and cover them with your sleeves."

"Ah, this..." The two of them clearly showed their resistance. In the martial arts world, where people live on the edge and never carry shields, it would be a laughing stock if word got out.

"What the hell? Being able to save your own lives is what really matters. Do you think you're some kind of big shots? Who the hell cares what a scoundrel uses? Wait until you're really famous before you think about these things, you bastards." Dog Mouth Bo angrily pointed at the two men and gave them a good scolding, making them look ashamed.

Looking at his brainless bunch of scoundrels, Gou Zuibo was reminded of himself from many years ago, who, in Wang Yaotang's words, was 'naive' and 'romantic'...

At that moment, he suddenly understood why Brother Yao had forced him to study and read newspapers with whips and sticks. He understood the meaning of "the winner takes all" and the importance of flexible tactics. If it were other gang members, they wouldn't be able to win if given the chance.

Learning is fucking useful!

Thank you for your guidance, Yao!
"Alright, just do as I say. If anyone's going to criticize, it'll be me, the older brother." Gou Zui Bo was too lazy to explain any further. "You two guard the door. Xiao Dong, go to the door and flag down three taxis. We'll take a taxi there."

In the 80s, taxi drivers earned a lot of money, so they didn't like to use the meter and wait on the road. However, the passengers in the car were all carrying T-shaped batons, which made them look like bad people, so he had no choice but to obediently follow their requests.

Wearing long-sleeved T-shirts, leather vests, flared jeans, and chains, Ah Chun and Xiao Hai were dressed like this, plus wearing sunglasses. Even their own mothers would have to look closely to recognize them. They sauntered to the entrance of the arcade, their hearts pounding nervously, their expressions stiff. The soda factory worker who was guarding the gate glanced at them and opened the iron gate to make room for them.

Before entering, the two gestured and glanced at the street. If their older brother and the others arrived late when the fight started, they wouldn't be able to hold their own and might get hacked to death on the spot.

Suddenly realizing he wasn't as brave as he thought, he subconsciously touched the shin guard on his left hand! (End of Chapter)