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

"Uncle Liu, wow, you're still going strong for your age! You drank so much yesterday, but you don't look it at all today!"

"Brother Guo, how did you rest yesterday?"

"Brother Qian..."

Liu Haolin: A prominent figure in the Malaysian Yi Xing Society, a branch of the Tian Di Hui (Heaven and Earth Society), which was established in the early 19th century and mainly operated in Johor Bahru.

Guo Han: A prominent figure in the Malaysian Hai Shan Association, primarily active in the Penang area, with a predominantly Hakka population.

Qian Yihao: A prominent figure in the Malaysian Chinese business community, primarily active in Kuala Lumpur and Sibu, the capital of Sarawak.

After chatting with several Malaysian guests for a while, Wang Yaotang invited them to visit some of his properties, and they all agreed with smiles.

While several factions came to attend the funeral, they also hoped to exchange ideas with their counterparts in Hong Kong and explore more avenues for making money.

When evaluating the size of a force, several factors must be considered: 'number of people,' 'output value,' and 'scope of influence.' Although Wang Yaotang often mocks Hong Kong as 'a shallow pond with many turtles, and big brothers everywhere,' when it comes to underground forces, even on global rankings, several major forces can easily be listed.

After all, when people are out in the game, their goal isn't to kill a lot of people or buy a lot of guns; ultimately, it's about making money.

There are too many people...

Hong Kong is a logistics and financial hub in Southeast Asia, and an important node for the global expansion of Chinese people. The global underground industrial chain cannot bypass Southeast Asia, and Southeast Asia cannot bypass Hong Kong.

But in the 80s, it was firmly among the top 10 in the world's first tier.

There are too many people...

Bisina brought three groups of security guards as escorts, while Wang Yaotang led nine people from three different factions to visit the 'Yaoxing Audio-Visual' store in the Far East Building in Tsim Sha Tsui.

A car arrived ahead of time, and nine people dressed in black combat uniforms got out and rushed to the mall's underground parking lot.

"What do we do if there aren't enough parking spaces next to each other?" a man said with a frown after quickly circling the parking lot.

"Then move the car!" said the team leader.

As for how to move an unfamiliar vehicle... the security team has all sorts of people, including those who can pick locks and open doors.

The elevator stopped with a "beep," the doors opened, and people inside were about to rush out when they suddenly saw two people dressed in black combat uniforms and sunglasses blocking the doorway. The elevator fell silent.

"Get out of here quickly!" a security guard waved his hand.

No one spoke. They silently quickened their pace and walked out of the elevator with their heads down. A very stylish man was walking with his arm around the girl he had just met. After walking a dozen meters, he immediately straightened his back.

"Do you know who those people were?" the man asked with a hint of smugness in his voice.

"I don't know," Ma Zi asked cooperatively.

"Do you know Sheng Yi? Do you know Cai Shen Yao? He just easily wiped out a soft drink factory in one battle, killing more than 300 people, and rose to become one of the four major powers in Hong Kong. These are all his henchmen, he's super ruthless." The man gestured. "My cousin works for Brother Yao. I bought my new Mazda GLC through my cousin's connections from Tiao Lin, for only half the market price!"

"Brother Fei, is that your car?" the woman suddenly asked, pointing ahead.

Fei looked up and saw a Mazda, the license plate number... it looks like... Oh my god!
That's my car!
Someone stole the car!

"Fuck your mother! Stop! Stop! You dare steal my car? I'll kill your whole family!" Fei shoved his girlfriend aside and charged forward. He had borrowed the car from his cousin to show off, and if it were stolen, he was afraid his cousin would beat him to death.

Whether the car in front heard him or not, it slammed on the brakes and rolled down its window. Fei Ge, running, pulled out a butterfly knife from his waistband, yelling, "You old shit, you dare steal from me..."

Halfway through his sentence, Fei Ge's imposing manner vanished the moment he saw the man in the driver's seat wearing a black tabletop suit and sunglasses.

The security guard got out of the car and asked, "Is this your car?"

"Ah, yes."

As soon as the security guard raised his hand, Fei was so startled that his knife clattered to the ground. He covered his head with his hands and squatted down, his movements incredibly smooth, leaving everyone stunned.

"Move away quickly, you're taking up space!" The security guard kicked Fei in the butt, turned around and left, making room for several cars to move aside.

Seeing Sheng Yi leave, Fei slowly lowered his arm that was protecting his head, picked up the butterfly knife from the ground, scratched his head, and seemed a little confused. At this moment, his girlfriend caught up with him and asked, "Fei, how are you?"

"Me!" Fei immediately puffed out his chest again. "Of course I'm fine. It's Sheng Yi's people. As soon as I mentioned my cousin's name, they immediately returned the car to me and even apologized!"

"Wow, Fei-ge, you're amazing!" his girlfriend exclaimed.

"You think my cousin..."

"Get the hell out of here, don't block the way!" Another car pulled out, and a man in a black uniform stepped out from between the cars and shouted loudly.

"Okay, okay." Fei Ge bent over again instantly and hurriedly pushed his girlfriend, "Get in the car quickly."

The convoy arrived and stopped directly at the elevator entrance. Wang Yaotang led the three parties out of the car. Security personnel cordoned off a passage, and the elevator was already empty and waiting.

As for the car, his underlings naturally took care of parking it.

The big boss just needs to enjoy himself, while the underlings have a lot more to consider!

Before getting on the elevator, Wang Yaotang glanced at the parking lot, a slight smile playing on his lips.

These "old men" never know the difficulty of parking, how long it takes to wait for an elevator, how dirty and chaotic the streets are, or that meat and vegetable prices have gone up again...

Aren't parking spaces always available?

Isn't the elevator always here?
I remember a little story from my past life: when the higher-ups heard that the prices of poultry, vegetables, meat, and eggs had risen, they thought that the lower levels had not implemented the "vegetable basket project" and had not truly solved the problems for the people.

The message passed down the chain of command: a price reduction was out of the question—everyone relied on this line for their livelihood—but the decision had already been made, and the matter had to be addressed. How to resolve this?

simple!
First, they found out where the bigwig lived, and then immediately rented several shops in the vicinity to sell 'green' food. They set a relatively low price, and within a few days, the higher-ups heard that vegetable prices had stabilized and that they had solved a real problem for the people. The higher-ups were very satisfied.

If you can't solve the problem, then solve the people who created it!
This method can be used not only to deal with subordinates, but also to deal with superiors...

On the 15-meter-long glass curtain wall of the 'Yaoxing Audio-Visual' store in the shopping mall, long strips of album promotional posters and movie promotional posters of singers appear in a scrolling display, and people coming and going can see the advertisements.

Upon entering, a pretty saleswoman bowed and greeted us. One side of the store had display cases with various cassette tapes, CDs, and records, while the other side was full of various videotapes. On the wall display cases near the counter were electronic devices such as tape recorders, CD players, video recorders, and speakers.

"The music market is relatively stable. It sells better when a popular singer releases a record, and less when there isn't one. Currently, the video rental and sales business is better. You guys have probably seen many of the movies here." Wang Yaotang personally led the group over to take a look.

"Inside are old movies, Shaw Brothers, Golden Harvest, Japanese, Hollywood, and European films. Here are the latest movies, all from this year. There are also TV series, from TVB, RTV, and Hollywood."

Wang Yaotang had approached Zou Wenhuai to purchase the copyrights to Golden Harvest's film videos, but Lao Deng held on tightly and wouldn't let go, so Wang Yaotang never brought it up again.

You ungrateful animal!
The three bigwigs picked up the videotapes with great interest and looked at them. Some they had seen before, and some they hadn't, especially the Hollywood movies.

Liu Haolin searched for a while, picked up a videotape, and asked with great interest, "The Godfather?"

"Yes, I have both the first and second parts, the original English versions with Cantonese subtitles," Wang Yaotang said. "Uncle Liu hasn't seen them?"

"I watched it twice 10 years ago and really liked it, but I couldn't take the projector back with me, so I couldn't watch it anymore when I wanted to." Liu Haolin patted the videotape in his hand. "I got it."

"Uncle Liu, what are you saying? I have thousands of movies. I'll prepare a set for you when you leave. Set up a video room at home, and you can watch whatever you want," Wang Yaotang said with great generosity, waving his hand.

Cost price: $2!
"Haha, thank you very much, Brother Yao."

"Wow, it's not just for Uncle Liu, is it?" Guo Han teased.

“One set for each person, enough to fill a container!” Wang Yaotang said, patting the display case.

"Brother Yao, you're quick-witted!"

"I've heard about the videotape rental and sales too. How's business?" Liu Haolin asked with a smile.

“I can earn this much in a year just from the Hong Kong and Macau markets,” Wang Yaotang said, holding up one finger.

The group gasped in shock. It couldn't possibly be 1000 million; it must be 1 million!

Wang Yaotang said somewhat exaggeratedly, "Last year, a box of blank videotapes imported from Hitachi cost less than 50 yuan, but this year it has risen to more than 100 yuan. Even stockpiling a batch of them would be more profitable than selling heroin!"

"As long as we have a VCR at home, we will always buy some of the many movies from home and abroad to watch every year, so we can always find something new to watch."

"And that's not all that's attractive."

Wang Yaotang smiled and raised his chin, then continued walking forward with a mysterious air. At the back of the shop was a space of about 15 square meters, where three display cases were placed. The three of them walked over curiously to take a look, and their eyes immediately widened.

“This…” Liu Haolin picked up a videotape. On the cover of the package was a large white figure with its head sticking out, and a deep canyon spring was clearly visible.

“We have them from all over the world, with all sorts of storylines. Customers buy them very quickly; they just grab them and leave without even looking at the price,” Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

The group subconsciously glanced around. There were about 20 bodyguards in black, and no guests at all. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and began to 'scan' the surroundings.' Then, the old man, Liu Haolin, started babbling on and on…

After a long while, the three of them came out of the music store and unanimously agreed that this business was worth doing!

Wang Yaotang then took them to visit the 'Yiu Kwong' replica factory in Sham Shui Po, with the aim of telling them not to even think about making their own pirated goods, as the initial investment was HK$5000 million, which they couldn't afford!

If it's just one machine with tens of thousands of videotapes, the production cost is higher than buying the goods from them. It's better to just buy the goods from them and resell them.

Wang Yaotang never imagined that 'Yaoxing Audio-Visual Company' would enter the Malaysian market; it's impossible!
Environmental doctrinal censorship is extremely strict; even kissing scenes are prohibited. Either they cut scenes specifically for them, or it's not illegal for Malays to smash up shops!
Of course, I'm talking about public screenings. Even the Emperor watches porn sites, so he'd definitely buy it privately.

After dealing with the Malay forces, the afternoon's discussion focused on the Indonesian forces. The situation was largely the same, stemming from religious issues. Wang Yaotang had no intention of expanding his influence in either direction.

This morning we said one container was obviously not enough, and both sides just wanted to test the market, so we ended up ordering 10 containers of goods.

40-foot large shipping container.

It sounds like a lot, but actually a container can only hold 65000 boxes, which is only four days' worth of production.

We ship to them, and the profit per box is only $2, for a total profit of only 130 million. But it sounds much better in Hong Kong dollars, 1000 million.

With such low profits, Wang Yaotang also had his own requirements: the import and export channels had to be legitimate. As for things like the ship being hijacked or the cargo being lost after it went to sea, he didn't care.

There's always a way.

In the evening, Wang Yaotang was still busy receiving people from the Bamboo Union and Sihai, so he wouldn't take them to visit the store this time.

At the Dynasty Nightclub, in Wang Yaotang's private room, no girls were arranged for them this time; both families brought their own. Taiwan has no shortage of minor celebrities.

After singing and drinking, when the atmosphere was just right, Wang Yaotang had a cart full of videotapes brought in. The two sides laughed and pushed the young star forward to pick out a tape. After a short scene, a physical fight quickly broke out on TV...

The atmosphere in the private room immediately became lively!
For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether the sound was coming from a speaker or if someone was actually singing.

However, their fighting prowess is clearly greater than what's shown on TV.

To Wang Yaotang's surprise, after the two had enjoyed themselves, their first question was, "What medicine?"

Wang Yaotang: "?" (End of Chapter)