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

Xiao Jia Daoli woke up in her hospital bed the next day.

He had two heart problems in one day, and the doctor told him that he had to stay calm. If he continued to get agitated, his heart might stop working at any time!

Xiao Jia lay blankly on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling. How did things come to this?

He never imagined that BHP Billiton would abandon him because of a slight threat to its shipping routes!

These Australians are so indecisive.

Does he really dare to sink the cargo ship?

That's absolutely impossible!

Watson: You fucking say that to those captains, to those crew members, and see if they believe you!
The owners of the shipping fleets they're cooperating with would never agree to this. Why should they take responsibility for completely unrelated people?

It's also a fucking oil stain.

BHP Billiton's customers would not agree to this either. If the coal supply is delayed and production is disrupted, the losses for both thermal power plants and steel mills will be enormous. They are unwilling to take even the slightest possible risk. How could they possibly ask Mr. Wang for compensation for this?
What if the person surnamed Wang refuses to acknowledge it?
Should we kill him?

Then would this trigger a killing operation targeting high-ranking officials?

That's bullshit!

Of course, the oil stains don't think that way; they believe that everyone in the world should sympathize with them and stand on their side.

"Boss, why don't we ask Mossad for help?" the secretary asked in a low voice.

"On what grounds? I have a British passport!" Little Jia Daoli glared at the secretary, deliberately bringing up the very thing she didn't want to discuss. Oil stains never help oil stains!

Despite having enacted the Return Act in 1950, very few of the world's wealthiest individuals choose dual citizenship.

Yes, I am a British citizen, and the Hong Kong government had to step in to protect me!

……

"Good afternoon, Brother Xiang!"

"Uncle Deng is here."

"Brother Wang!"

"Brother Mo."

"Brother Da Rong!"

Wang Yaotang personally greeted the uncles and leaders of "Tiao Lin Company" and "Sheng Wo Company", as well as the second-rate "Dong Lian Company" and "Lian Gong Le Company", plus himself, "Sheng Yi", which almost encompassed 7% of the group power in Hong Kong.

After the food was served, drinks were poured, and pleasantries were exchanged, the conversation ranged from the current situation in Hong Kong to the situation in Southeast Asian countries. When men get together, they either talk about women or politics.

After finishing the meal, Wang Yaotang said, "I've run into a little trouble. Some government officials have been asked to cause trouble for the various companies under my name. I'm planning to teach the Hong Kong British government a lesson, and I need your help."

"No problem, Yao-ge's business is my business!" Mo Shi said, patting his chest. His biggest legitimate source of income was Yaoxing Audio-Visual, and he was also a major shareholder of a listed company with a legitimate identity. It was incredibly prestigious to talk about. Now he didn't even allow others to call him "Old Dongjiu" anymore, but instead called him "Mo Sheng"!
Moreover, thanks to his connections with Yaoxing, he monopolized nearly half of the Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan star concert market, making a fortune!

He completely gave up the noodle business, looking down on such small amounts of money.

Crown Prince Rong was the second to express his support, coolly saying only three words, "No problem."

No matter when or where, one must always maintain the right demeanor.

The three men, including Xiang, exchanged glances before Xiang finally asked, "Brother Yao, what are you planning to do?"

"Give the parking attendants a few days off and let them rest," Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

"This..." Boss Xiang frowned. "It doesn't matter if the parking attendants lose a few days' earnings, but if the nightclub doesn't have parking, where will the customers park their cars? If the customers can't get in, the nightclub will suffer huge losses. It could lose over a million a day!"

“Of course, we should park for our high-rollers. It’s not like we’re asking everyone to turn them away.” Wang Yaotang had already planned this out. “High-rollers deserve high-roller treatment. If others can’t park, I can. That’s how we save face. As for those who spend a thousand or eight hundred yuan a night, ha…”

"Parking attendants in Hong Kong and Kowloon are all on leave. Everyone gets the same treatment, so what's there to complain about!"

“Hong Kong’s shitty road planning is entirely the government’s problem. The traffic problems are caused by the government’s desire to sell more land. In the end, it’s us, the hundreds or thousands of parking attendants, who are the ones who solve the problems. And what’s the result?” Wang Yaotang shrugged. “They enjoy the convenience and benefits we bring, while they call us dwarfs, trash, and a social cancer.”

"He finished eating, and before he even put the bowl down, he started cursing!"

"Our demands are simple: fairness, fairness, and fucking fairness!"

Wang Yaotang shouted loudly, but none of the people present were excited at all...

Seeing this, Wang Yaotang smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with making a fuss. These days, people still get what they deserve. I've made a bigger fuss in Southeast Asia than you have, and what's the result? People only give you benefits after you make a fuss. How will others know your value if you don't make a fuss?"

"You think I'm nothing?!"

“You all suffered considerable losses during the previous crackdown on nightclubs across Hong Kong, didn’t you? I don’t deny that the crackdown was initiated because of me, but ultimately, they didn’t take you seriously.” Wang Yaotang made no attempt to hide his intention to sow discord.

The three men, including Boss Xiang, looked grim.

"Don't worry about the Hong Kong government causing you trouble afterward," Wang Yaotang scoffed. "To put it bluntly, if you don't make a scene, will the authorities stop bothering you?"

Same!

After hearing this, the three nodded in agreement, "Then let's make a scene!"

“Brother Yao has built a huge operation in Siam. We’d like to expand our influence as well,” Boss Xiang said with a smile.

"No problem, I welcome everyone to make some moves. In any case, it will increase the influence of the Chinese community. The local 'groups' over there are too rude, do things very sloppily, and their business is even more despicable. I have no respect for them!"

This can be considered an exchange of benefits, but Wang Yaotang also wants to set some rules: "The people we send over must be carefully selected. They must be elites. They cannot disgrace the Chinese people when they arrive in this barbaric land. Even if we are running a group, we must maintain our superiority in this land of etiquette."

The three men, including Xiang, were speechless upon hearing this. Since when did the group have any sense of superiority?

However, Mo Shijiu and Prince Rong both agreed. One of them had already gone ashore, and the other was very particular about his image and reputation. Their words made a lot of sense.

The three could only lament that they were too old to understand young people anymore.

However, they knew that Wang Yaotang had always looked down on the "gambling, prostitution, and drugs" industry, especially drugs, so this was setting rules for them.

"I'm investing in and building the Pattaya Grand Tourism City. Isn't that glamorous enough to be featured on TV and boasted about on the news? Once it's successful, countries all over the world will invite me to continue building this model." Wang Yaotang raised his head and glanced at Xiang Laoda and the other two. "But what do you three think foreign tourists go to Pattaya for?"

"Sitting on the beach watching the sea? Watching the sea from a hotel? Watching the sea from a helicopter? Watching Siamese people dancing in grass skirts?"

The group immediately laughed, thinking it would be better to stay at home.

"Right, beautiful women are a must, but they absolutely can't be the kind of prostitutes or brothels. That would lower the overall level of the tourist city. They should be pretty hotel hostesses, beautiful saleswomen in shopping malls, charming resident performers in nightclubs, and public relations staff from travel agencies. That's called romance, taste, style, and art!"

"Of course, this requires a professional team to provide training, and you can earn even more!"

Upon hearing this, the group suddenly understood!
It is indeed high-end and superior!
If we do this ourselves, they'll look down on brothels and prostitutes, and any kind of trash will dare to try and extort money from us!
"As for casinos, that's absolutely illegal, but some high-end private entertainment games are still fine, like yachts. Raising the bar won't hurt; what's the point of earning that little money from ordinary people?" Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

As for the 'pink' Wang Yaotang didn't mention, that's Siam!
Wang Yaotang is unlikely to handle the things mentioned above. Sheng Yi Pattaya branch can operate some things, but it is far from enough to meet market demand. Someone has to do it. It would only benefit him if the major Hong Kong groups could fill the gap.

If problems arise, he can find someone to hold accountable.

Once the rules are set, how they implement them is their own business; the point is that they've decided to give the Hong Kong British government a hard time.

Wang Yaotang made two preparations for this grand spectacle: he dispatched more than 200 vehicles to deliberately cause car accidents at every intersection as soon as the evening rush hour began.

Hitting a stranger is all about authenticity!
After the banquet ended, the six families immediately notified their subordinates that all the parking attendants should take a break.

The reasons are also valid: responding to the police operation and regulating nightlife order!
Of course, the nightclubs also called their regular high-rollers to make reservations in advance so that the nightclubs could send a car to pick them up or arrange for someone to park their cars early in the morning.

Is the parking attendant on holiday?

If that's what you're saying, then I have no choice but to go tonight, not for drinking, singing, or playing with women, but just to enjoy the privilege of being treated like royalty, leisurely listening to the massive traffic jam outside, with drivers going into road rage and honking their horns like crazy!
The first to be affected were not nightclubs, but restaurants. The evening rush hour, around dinnertime, is precisely when traffic is at its heaviest, impacting areas like Central, Wan Chai, Causeway Bay, North Point, and Yau Tsim Mong...

It started with traffic jams on the smaller roads, and then quickly spread to the main roads. How could there not be traffic jams in such a small area with two million people and hundreds of thousands of public and private cars?

Xiao Jia looked at the completely stationary traffic ahead and frowned even more deeply. "What's going on? What are the traffic cops doing?!" That guy surnamed Wang was going against me, and now the traffic police are going against me too!

He had arranged to have dinner with the governor that evening, but now he was stuck on the way. He was already in a bad mood because of Wang Yaotang, and now he was about to explode!
It turns out that even driving a Rolls-Royce can cause traffic jams.

On another road, the governor, arms crossed, also had a deep frown on his brow; he too was stuck in traffic.

A traffic policeman wearing a senior inspector's badge ran up, and a moment later the secretary got back into the car. "Governor, there has been a traffic accident ahead, causing congestion. Two drivers are fighting, and several cars are colliding while trying to get on the right-of-way. The tow truck can't get in because of the blockage. The police are working hard to resolve the problem."

Yude closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of frustration. What could he do? He couldn't just get out of the car and walk over. He could only wait!

Hong Kong's transportation system is highly interconnected, and right now the cross-harbour tunnel is packed with traffic like a sardine can.

Traffic congestion has become a chronic problem, with narrow roads leading to the mountainside. However, we have gained experience in dealing with the congestion. All traffic police have been deployed to first block roads leading into the congested area, and then gradually reduce the density of vehicles in the congested area.

Yude and Xiao Jiadao were stuck in traffic from 5:30 until after 8 o'clock before they were finally rescued. They had no appetite at all; they were so angry that they were full of anger!
Looking at the exquisite French meal that had been served, he had no appetite at all. He picked up his wine, took a sip, and put down his glass before asking directly, "Mr. Kadoorie, what brings you here?"

Xiao Jia also knew that the atmosphere was completely ruined. "I hope the authorities will step in and stop that robber from robbing CLP Power."

Yu De remained expressionless and didn't even bother to speak. He knew that Xiao Jiali had used his connections with the government to cause trouble for Wang Yaotang, which was tantamount to the government getting involved.

He was sent to Laos in 48 as the third secretary of the British Embassy in Laos. He received favors from the Kadoorie family when he stole the Amethyst. They also helped him on several subsequent occasions when he was sent to Laos. He had to repay this favor.

But there are limits!

Upon seeing this, Xiao Jiali immediately lowered his demands, saying, "To protect the stable supply of electricity, the government should help CLP Power ensure its coal supply."

Yu De, being a veteran of the Court of State Ceremonies, immediately recognized that Wang Yaotang had once again used the same tactics he had employed against BHP Billiton. "Impossible," he said, "Hong Kong's policy of governance is 'active non-intervention,' meaning that intervention will not occur unless there is an 'extremely significant adverse impact.'"

"This is already a major negative impact," Xiao Jiadao said urgently. "The oil crisis has caused oil prices to double, and the cost of power generation has increased even more dramatically. There is an urgent need for coal-fired power generation to balance electricity prices, but because of those bandits, the coal supply chain of the Castle Peak Power Plant has been broken. Once the power plant stops operating, it will affect the entire manufacturing industry in Hong Kong!"

"The coal supply contract has been terminated?" Yud asked.

"It could be lifted at any time."

"Then we'll talk about it after the lifting of the ban." Yud waved his hand; he wouldn't take on any political risks.

Xiao Jia's emotions had mostly calmed down. "That robber was a scoundrel. He made the scoundrel gesture at the police station and even killed someone..."

"Then you can sue him." Yud interrupted him directly with a wave of his hand. What's wrong with a super-rich man killing a few people? Don't bother him with this kind of thing. It's disgusting to get oil stains on your body!

"The authorities will not interfere in normal business competition, that's all." Yud got up and left.

Little Jia Daoli got up and watched Youde open the door and leave. After a while, he muttered under his breath, "Damn ungrateful Anglo-Saxon robber!"

……

"Boss Xiang, what are you trying to do!" A superintendent from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) made a phone call and questioned him sternly.

"Hehe, Li sir, we're cooperating with the police and conducting our own investigations," Boss Xiang said with a smile.

"A complete traffic jam, I think you're trying to sabotage the police!"

"Traffic problems? Isn't that the responsibility of the British Hong Kong government? When did it become our place to meddle? Let all the citizens of Hong Kong judge. The British Hong Kong government is the one collecting taxes, why should we do the work? How much salary is the government going to pay us!"

Upon hearing this, Inspector Li paused for a moment, then said, "Do you know what you're saying? Get the parking attendant back to work immediately!"

"Li Sir has such a big official air about him. Oh, by the way, I recorded it."

The phone rang and the call ended abruptly, but Superintendent Li showed no sign of anger.

Police headquarters.

"What did they all say?"

"The Xiang family refused."

"I also refused their offer."

"Victory and refusal..."

Wang Yaotang was personally contacted by Assistant Director Kabel to inquire, as they were not at the same level.

It was just a routine matter; everyone had informants. They knew it was Wang Yaotang who orchestrated this revenge operation.

Boss Xiang and his men never intended to keep it a secret.

Of course, knowing this doesn't mean I can say it out loud.

Han Yili's face remained expressionless; that was it for tonight.

The next day, at the Governor's Mansion.

After hearing Han Yili's report, Youde closed his eyes. The police had taken the blame for other departments. The media had been criticizing them relentlessly since early morning. It was an undeserved disaster.

"Despite communication, we must ensure smooth traffic flow," Youde said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Governor." Han Yili stood at attention and saluted.

Just as Yud raised his hand to offer some words of comfort, the secretary's voice came through the intercom on the table: "Governor, there's been a situation outside."

"what's the situation?"

“Thousands of people are marching and demonstrating, protesting against rising electricity prices and demanding that the authorities stabilize them.”

Yude got up and walked to the window, where he saw thousands of people waving signs and banners in the street, and a large number of reporters taking photos and videos outside.

As a Briton, I've seen too many marches and demonstrations to notice anything unusual.

"With global crude oil prices rising, it's only natural for electricity prices to rise as well; the Chief Executive should handle that."

“Sir…” The secretary’s voice suddenly trembled.

"Come in." Yud frowned as he looked at the flustered secretary, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

"Breaking news: Yiu Kwong Audio-Visual and Yiu Ming Building Materials are leading a strike, along with over 1000 other companies, including Kowloon Motor Bus and Star Wheel..." the secretary said, her face pale.

"What!" Yud stood up abruptly, his face no longer calm. "Why!"

"The rise in electricity prices has led to a significant increase in production costs, making it impossible for factories to make a profit. They say that the government did not learn any lessons after the first oil crisis and did not promote Hong Kong's energy diversification. The British Hong Kong government only knew how to sell land and collect taxes. It should bear the main responsibility for the rise in electricity prices and must immediately stabilize electricity prices to protect the normal operation of Hong Kong's businesses."

"You mean Yaoming Building Materials? That's Wang Yaotang!" As expected of a veteran official from the Court of State Ceremonial, You De immediately grasped the key point.

"Yes."

"Fuck you, you scoundrel, you scoundrel!" Yud cursed.

That's the previous governor's fault, what does it have to do with me!
You, Wang Yaotang, deserve to die! Why did you have to drag the authorities into your competition with the Kadoorie family?

Wang Yaotang demonstrated his organizational skills for large-scale movements last night and once again showcased his influence over Hong Kong's Chinese business community today, leaving Youde in a state of utter disarray with no solution.

There are many things that officials can turn a blind eye to if no one takes the lead, but now...

If not handled properly, it could cause even bigger trouble, especially at this sensitive time, which would be a disgrace to Little Britain!

Damn it, Jia Daoli, what's wrong with you giving up some shares?!
At this moment, he was filled with hatred for Kadoorie.

……

"Brother Yao, we've found information on all the members of the Kadoorie family, and they're all under our surveillance."

"Very good!" (End of Chapter)