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

That same evening, several Bangkok television stations received the videotapes delivered by helicopter and immediately began broadcasting numerous reports on them.

On that day, more than 1000 million people saw the related broadcast.

A group of people dressed in 'Vietnamese Army' uniforms stormed the 'shops' with guns and began killing without hesitation. Gunshots and explosions rang out incessantly, and the television screen kept switching between different shops, showing people dressed in 'Vietnamese Army' uniforms wreaking havoc each time.

On television, the presenter, in a voice filled with grief and indignation, loudly condemned the brutality of the Vietnamese people, who had committed massacres!

Where are our police?

Where are our troops?

Have taxpayers' money been fed to dogs?!
Meanwhile, the Thai cabinet was holding an emergency meeting. Pattaya, which is only 80 kilometers away from Bangkok, had been 'massaged'. According to reports, a battalion of 'Vietnamese troops' had killed nearly a thousand people, including foreign tourists. It was utterly lawless!
"Are you sure they are Vietnamese?" Prime Minister Ben Dinh Soe La Non asked in a deep voice.

Pheng Ting Sulanon: Born on August 26, 1920, in Bao Yang Town, Songkhla Province, southern Thailand. He was the sixth of eight siblings. After finishing junior high school, he gave up his dream of becoming a doctor due to his family's modest circumstances and enrolled in the Royal Thai Army Technical School. He was later assigned to study cavalry and graduated from the military school at the age of 18.

(The report mentions that in the 1920s, a family of modest means was able to support eight siblings, and the sixth child was able to finish junior high school... What kind of family background would an ordinary person have? Would they not be considered human?)

"I'm not sure, but they were shouting through loudspeakers in the street that they were Vietnamese and that we should hand over the Cambodians."

“This…” Bing Ting Su La Nuan frowned, judging from his style of doing things, he was Vietnamese.

If someone were that brainless, they wouldn't have provoked the suzerain state and then been driven to the capital within a month...

The key issue is that even after being attacked, they still think they're invincible. After the Chinese withdrew, they started attacking neighboring countries.

What's really frustrating is that they actually managed to break through...

"I've received some information that it wasn't Vietnamese, but Chinese who did it," the Deputy Prime Minister said in a low voice.

"Who?" Bingting Sula squinted. "Why?"

"Wang Yaotang, a tycoon from Hong Kong, apparently came to demonstrate his military strength."

“He…” Bingting Su La Nuan tapped the table lightly with her fingers.

There are rumors that he is of Chinese descent and that his father's surname is Lin, but neither his family nor he himself has ever acknowledged this. It is quite normal for Thai elites to have Chinese ancestry.

"You can't just say things like that. Do you have any evidence?" The army commander immediately said with great dissatisfaction, "What kind of military force can a Hong Konger show in Thailand? Can he even send troops to occupy Thai land? Do you want to see what you're saying? Does anyone believe this? I advise you not to sow discord between the two countries!"

"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out with an investigation. The Vietnamese people have been using loudspeakers in the streets. They can't just deny it now, can they?" The Deputy Prime Minister sneered.

"You're speaking up for the Vietnamese! What are your intentions? You're colluding with the Vietnamese! You traitor, shameless Thai collaborator!"

Seeing the two start arguing, Bingting Sulan slammed her hand on the table and said, "Alright, stop arguing."

"This matter is now settled; it's Vietnamese. There's no need to argue about it!"

The army commander's lips curled up, while the deputy prime minister's face turned cold.

The Deputy Prime Minister's family and their allies have significant interests in the Limbancha and Chonburi areas. Surely Wang Yaotang, this dragon crossing the river, isn't coming here for charity. Even if they can't stop him, they'll still want to take advantage of him.

Pyongtin Sulaynon, on the other hand, had more to consider. In addition to being the Prime Minister, he was also the Minister of Defense. Otherwise, how could he have firmly held the position of Prime Minister for eight years? During his tenure, he visited the colonial power many times. He did not want to make any decisions rashly when he was not clear about the situation.

As for those guys who died in Pattaya, he's not stupid; they were just a bunch of criminals. There's clearly something fishy going on in this whole thing.

After the incident was classified, the cabinet held a press conference that night, condemning Vietnam's brutality and demanding that the Vietnamese president kneel under the national flag and apologize, or else a "strong" condemnation would be issued!
Vietnam: Yes, I did it. Bring your strong condemnation when you go to court!
The next morning, major newspapers were filled with reports about the events in Pattaya the previous day, and news articles were released like snowflakes.

Thai elites are outraged!
We strongly urge everyone to work overtime to participate in production tasks!

Thai man: I didn't, don't talk nonsense, what does it have to do with me if the Vietnamese attack!
……

three days later.

A platoon of people quietly came ashore from the beach, where three Toyota Hiaces were already parked.

After getting into the mobile office, I stepped on the gas and drove towards the 'Songchai' family's manor.

That night, Songchai Kunben was so anxious that he had a large number of people guarding his house, fearing that the so-called 'Vietnamese' would break in. But the night was peaceful. The next day, the Vietnamese did not come to the local council to question him, but the district government did come to question him as scheduled.

Whatever the reason, the fact that the city was draped in mourning during his tenure as mayor was a serious dereliction of duty, and his impeachment was inevitable; he was clearly finished.

As the saying goes, "When a whale falls, all things are born," and at this time, whether they are former allies or enemies, they all want to take a big bite out of the "Songchai" family. For the past three days, they have been in a state of chaos, not only dealing with political attacks, but also quickly cutting ties with some former illegal organizations, otherwise their family will be doomed if the subsequent investigation comes to light.

It was past 11 p.m., but the manor was still brightly lit. All the capable members of the family had returned, and they were listing out problems and discussing how to solve them.

The Toyota Hiace with its lights off stopped a hundred meters away. Two men dressed in Vietnamese military uniforms jumped out of the car and quietly crept up. A few minutes later, a meow came from the walkie-talkie: safe!

Everyone in the three vehicles carefully got out and tried to hide themselves in the darkness as they quietly crept up. A 3.5-meter ladder was placed against the wall, one person held it steady, and the others quickly rushed up.

They had done this obstacle course training countless times, and all 30 people jumped in within just two minutes.

The platoon leader waved his hand, and the two squads split up and crept in along the wall, one on the left and one on the right. After a few minutes, two low meows came through the walkie-talkie again. The platoon leader waved his hand and said, "Move out!"

The ten students from the class crouched down and darted out; at this point, there was little need for concealment.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"What's that sound!" Somchai Khunben suddenly stood up, and the others also stood up in panic upon hearing the gunshot.

"How could there be gunshots!"

"Cousin, someone has broken in, what should we do?"

"Are they those Vietnamese people?!"

"Why did they kill us? We can talk. We can love Vietnam too!"

"Stop talking!" Songchai Khunpen roared. "Narachai, call the police station for help!"

"Ah, okay, okay."

Police: You want me to die?
"Kunben, what should we do? Shall we escape?"

"How could we possibly escape? They've broken in!"

"Get to the basement, quick!" Somchai Khunbun was both shocked and furious. These cowardly insects who only knew how to shout and scream!
Just as he reached the door, the conference room door was suddenly pushed open, and the butler rushed in, his face covered in blood. "Master, master, help! The Vietnamese have broken in!"

Somchai Khunbun stared in astonishment as several armed soldiers rushed toward him, and then everything went black.

You beast, you fucking brought people here!

With six Type 56 rifles pointed at him, the arrogant and domineering Songchai family members inside the house were no longer as swaggering as ever; they were all silent and trembling with fear.

They know how many people died in Pattaya before; others may not know, but they certainly do. These people are truly ruthless killers!

"Huh, it seems like everyone's here." The platoon leader's gaze swept across the meeting room. "Ha, this makes things easier."

Songchai Khun Bun stared dumbfounded at the people who led the way in. "You, you, you're not Vietnamese, you're Chinese!"

He can't speak Chinese, but he can understand it in a nutshell.

The platoon leader glanced at it and ignored it, then pulled out a stack of photos and began comparing them as if no one else was around. The boss had ordered all the important people to be arrested and the rest to be killed, so there was no need to worry about leaks.

As for these people, their families have been around for 200 years. They have plundered countless Thais' wealth and amassed countless ill-gotten gains. Of course, they must return all of this!

However, the situation here is too complicated for the Thai people to handle, but Wang Yaotang is experienced and will handle it for them!

"You...you..." Somchai Khunpen's legs began to tremble uncontrollably. What could possibly happen to completely ignore them...?

"I, I, I need to talk to your boss. I can talk, I can betray the country, we'll do anything you ask. There's no need to kill me, I, I, I'm useful!" Somchai Khun Bun shouted. "Our Somchai family has been rooted in Pattaya for over 200 years. We can cooperate with whatever you want. No one is more suitable than me!" The platoon leader looked up and wondered what this bastard was babbling about.

Seeing that the visitor looked completely unable to understand, Songchai Khunpen wished he could slap himself a few times right now. Why didn't he study Chinese properly!
How important it is to learn a foreign language!

Having confirmed that the targets were all there, the platoon leader immediately ordered the operation to begin, and the entire Songchai family was slaughtered.

Half an hour later, after everything was settled and we left, the police station, which had received the chief's call, didn't dare send anyone over.

The bureau chief spends all his time in his office playing around with his mistress; why are the police officers risking their lives for him?
I witnessed that massacre with my own eyes three days ago. Even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to go back.

Police cars, which had been parked several hundred meters away, arrived with sirens blaring only after confirming that no one was home at the mayor's house.

Tragic, too tragic!
Cruel, too cruel!
Not a single one survived; they were all dead!
They didn't even spare the dogs in the yard, they scooped up all the ornamental fish in the pond and chopped them up, and they even shook the eggs in the refrigerator until the yolks were broken!

These people are so brutal that the police chief actually called the police to send reinforcements to these officers who have to pay for their own guns every month, which cost several thousand dollars. It's utterly inhumane and they deserve to die!

The following day, the Vietnamese, dissatisfied with the Thai government's condemnation, launched another attack on Pattaya, killing the mayor and the entire family of the police chief, which completely ignited public opinion.

The cabinet spokesperson was genuinely furious this time, launching a "strong" condemnation at the start of the press conference and demanding that Vietnam hand over the murderer, or they would take "strong, strong" condemnation to the United Nations!

Watching the press conference live on TV, A-Jie was utterly speechless. "Seriously, the cabinet actually believes that? Are they all pigs?"

"Why don't you believe me?" Wang Yaotang asked with a smile.

"No, this is obviously fake! I can tell. Have the Vietnamese gone mad and traveled hundreds of miles just to kill a bunch of criminals?"

“The Russians even promised to return the territory.” Wang Yaotang rolled his eyes. “They’re just lying through their teeth. They don’t even believe it themselves. It’s just that this is a more favorable way for them to say it.”

"According to official statements... it is said that the launch of a gun ban proposal will lead to a surge in gun sales. This can effectively help to eliminate a wrong answer and correct the future direction of development."

Ah Jie burst out laughing. This reminded him of the Hong Kong government's "Home Ownership Scheme." Before it was implemented, housing prices were very low. After it was implemented, housing prices skyrocketed. In the last two years, there has been constant hype about rising housing prices and soaring property prices. The media is always reporting how much money people have made from property speculation. But then, damn it, housing prices have plummeted.

Wang Yaotang lost interest after realizing the reporter was using the same old interview format. "By the way, how much profit did Songchai's family actually extract?"

"Damn it, just thinking about it makes me sick." Ah Jie gulped down his cola and then crumpled it up with a 'crunch'. "What kind of bullshit 200-year-old family is this? Damn it, they created so many protective umbrellas, and in the end, they only squeezed out 1.5 million Hong Kong dollars. It's an insult to the 'protective umbrella' thing. What a fucking piece of trash!"

"That's fine. Pattaya only has a population of just over 5. The base is too small to extract much value from it." Wang Yaotang thought it was acceptable.

"This is the main passage for the two lions to travel to Australia and Europe. Billions of dollars worth of goods pass through here every year. He, a local tyrant, can't even squeeze any profit out of us. If it were me, I'd take at least 30%!" Ah Jie shouted. "Then, with 10%, we can support a thousand-strong military and police force. Anyone who dares to bare their teeth at me will be killed!"

“If they had that ambition and ability, they wouldn’t be stuck in such a small place as Pattaya.”

“Uh…” A-Jie was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Aji laughed and said, "Brother Yao, Pattaya is currently in a vacuum. Who are you planning to have host it?"

“Hmm, let Ba Dong come over. They used to work on the Thailand route, so they know this area well. Don’t be fooled by how clean we’ve cleaned this place up now; it won’t be long before someone builds channels here again. Those drug addicts will go crazy if they don’t use drugs every day. Money is so easy to make, how can they resist? Ba Dong is good at this kind of thing,” Wang Yaotang said after thinking for a moment.

"Will we intervene then?" Aji asked.

"What do I care if white people live or die? It's good that they add this stuff to their baby formula, so they're energetic from a young age, hahaha." Wang Yaotang laughed loudly. "Of course, the premise is that it can't affect us. Anyone who does, I'll cut off their head!"

"Are we just going to let them make money so easily?" A-Jie asked, somewhat annoyed.

"Of course not! We should spend our money wherever we earn it, and not bring a single cent home!" Wang Yaotang said, pursing his lips.

"Huh? What method?"

"You'll find out soon enough," Wang Yaotang said mysteriously.

"Brother Yao." Just then, Sha Ze poked his head in.

"what happened?"

"Boss Xiang called looking for you."

"Oh." Wang Yaotang raised an eyebrow. It had been three days. Given the Xiang family's connections, they should have received the news by now. He picked up the cordless phone and said, "Hey, Boss Xiang, what made you think of calling me?"

"Yaotang, I, Yi'an, have I done anything to wrong you?" Boss Xiang asked in a deep voice.

Wang Yaotang laughed heartily, "As expected of 'Yi An,' your information network is excellent. You were the first to call."

"Oh, so what do you mean by that?" Boss Xiang didn't expect the other party to admit it so directly.

“I want to do business in Thailand, so of course I want to open the eyes of the Thai people to the world, so that some ignorant people won’t cause me trouble. You know, I hate trouble the most.” Wang Yaotang said with a smile, “As for your gang, it was completely accidental. So many people died at once, it was impossible to distinguish them one by one.”

"Misunderstanding?" Boss Xiang said through gritted teeth.

"It's a misunderstanding!" Wang Yaotang said in a deep voice.

"Okay, Yaotang, if you say it's a misunderstanding, then it's a misunderstanding, but next time..."

"What you're saying, Boss Xiang, is not directed at Yi An."

"Hehe, of course I know that. How's the situation in Pattaya right now?" Boss Xiang asked with a smile.

"Clean and tidy, if you want to invest in Pattaya, you're welcome!"

Boss Xiang was taken aback. What did he mean by "welcome"? Did they really think this was their territory? "Alright, then I have to thank Yaotang for giving me face."

"No, no, we can introduce more people over here. There are still too few Chinese. People who are not of our race will surely have different hearts."

"Okay, I understand." The call ended.

The second son of the Xiang family frowned and said, "Big brother, are we just going to let it go like this? He killed more than 20 of our people! Our supply chain is cut off, and we can't even ship our goods!"

Boss Xiang said irritably, "Otherwise what? He killed over a thousand people, go and take revenge."

When it came to revenge, the second brother immediately shut up, saying, "I dare not!"

After scanning the room, Boss Xiang said with a smile, "Huaqiang, go to Thailand and meet with Wang Yaotang. See what he's up to there, and while you're at it, rebuild the gang in Pattaya."

"Okay, big brother."

Yi-an's phone call was just a minor incident; the three brothers didn't care, as they were no longer on the same level.

……

Pattaya, Chen Family Manor.

With the Somchai family line wiped out, those who had been eyeing Pattaya with predatory intent no longer dared to encroach on its power and territory.

Wang Yaotang: Songchai's family hasn't gone far yet. If you hurry, you can still catch up.

"Good morning, Mr. Wang." A man in his forties entered the room and said in Cantonese with a strange accent, "I apologize for the intrusion."

"Haha, Mr. Lin, you're too kind." Wang Yaotang extended his hand.

Kunpeng Anuso, whose Chinese name is Lin Fengyue, is a fourth-generation Chinese descendant. His ancestral home is Wenchang, Hainan, and his family has been rooted in Chonburi for a century.

In the past few days, many Chinese families have contacted Wang Yaotang through connections, all wanting to develop in Pattaya. Wang Yaotang is using the Chen family's estate to meet with them and elect a mayor from among them.

As for the election process, isn't it enough to just have your own people on the election list?

The people have absolutely no choice!

Having killed so many people and offended so many criminal groups, anyone who dares to try and take his profits, he'll kill them! (End of Chapter)