1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 417 Trouble
There was silence in the nightclub box for a long time.

Pan Zhiyong smoked silently, frowning.

What he said was clear enough. In order to deal with the celebrity issue, whether Cai Ziming used his Dutch elite troops or South Asian Acha, he would not involve the Number Gang.

Even when the police investigated and he fell out with the film industry, he was the one who dealt with the aftermath.

But once Xin Ji comes knocking on his door and threatens his other businesses, the Number Gang will have to step in and negotiate with them.

After all, no matter how powerful he is, he still needs the support of local tyrants.

"Think about Brother Yong slowly, there's no rush."

Cai Ziming saw that Pan Zhiyong was lost in thought, so he didn't urge him. He hugged his girlfriend and clinked glasses with her while drinking.

When I was three-quarters drunk,
Pan Zhiyong finally put out his cigarette, puffed out a cloud of smoke, and asked, "Do you really want to make a movie?"

"Maybe I can tell you another piece of news, Brother Yong."

Cai Ziming saw that he was willing to continue chatting, so he smiled and said, "When I was doing business in the Netherlands, I met a few friends from Taiwan. As long as I can get a star, they will pay for the film. So, I don't have to pay Stephen Chow 200 million, but I can get money from Taiwan, and I can also make money from the box office and clean up my debts in the Golden Triangle. Where can you find such a business with no investment and huge profits?"

"Well, anyway, I have already opened a film company. If you are willing to help me, Brother Yong, we can all make money together in the future."

Cai Ziming paused here and continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to help me. There are a lot of people out there, and not all of them are as good as him. I'll find someone else."

"Pick, are you talking about these things with your own brothers?" Pan Zhiyong's eyes twitched, and then he smiled and said, "Give me some time to think about it. The number gang now has dozens of characters, and I only have one character, Yi. It's very troublesome to match the new record..."

"The current leader of Xin Ji is called Xu Jiaqiang?"

Cai Ziming interrupted him and asked, then he looked at the gold wristwatch on his wrist and said with a smile, "I heard that he just went to Formosa. If the time is about the same, my friend in Formosa should be greeting him now."

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"Fuck you, Xu Jiaqiang, have you thought it through? If I hadn't been the matchmaker today, you wouldn't have had the chance to have dinner with Legislative Yuan member Liu this afternoon. If you entered the country, you would either end up in Green Island or Yanwan."

Treasure Island, Zhishan Villa at the foot of Yangming Mountain.

In the living room of a villa,

Xinji leader Xu Jiaqiang held his knees with both hands, sat upright, and lowered his head to listen to the lecture of the person sitting opposite him.

"Fuck you, you are a candle. Don't you know why Lin Bei was asked to stay in Hong Kong? Stay where you are and wait for instructions! Now you can't even handle a small matter properly, you are such a fool!"

The man opposite, who was bad-tempered and full of trash talk, was about the same age as Xu Jiaqiang, with a bald head and a yellowish face.

He is the former leader of the Sanhuan Gang and the current president of the Tiandao League Wangtian Society, Lin Yingming.

During the Yiqing Project, gang leaders of all sizes in Taiwan were imprisoned in Yanwan Prison. Because they were bullied by the Bamboo Union, the gang leaders united together and raised the slogan of "acting on behalf of heaven" and established the so-called Tiandao League in prison to fight against the Bamboo Union.

At that time, Chen Qilai of the Bamboo Union was still in prison, and the second-in-command Huang Shaocen was killed in Japan by Zhai Yuan.

Yang Dengkui, who was nominated as the leader of the Tiandao League, cut off the bones of his own hands in prison. He took advantage of the opportunity of medical parole to send a letter written in blood exposing the bullying in prison to the north of the island to gain public support. The Tiandao League immediately became a new organization respected by gang leaders across the island, and Yang Dengkui became the big brother among the big brothers.

The Tiandao League became increasingly powerful and was honored to become another toilet for the top leaders of Taiwan after the Bamboo Union.

When Xu Jiaqiang arrived in Taiwan at this time, he was met by Lin Yingming, who had been released on parole along with Yang Dengkui not long ago.

But the conversation between the two sides did not seem to be pleasant.

"Brother Ying Ming, I'm afraid I still can't agree to this."

After being scolded, Xu Jiaqiang raised his head and forced an ugly smile: "91 Entertainment is now the largest cinema and film company in Hong Kong. My Sanhe is just a subsidiary of them. I am afraid that I will have a hard time explaining to my boss when I return to Hong Kong if they ask me to bring my artists to cooperate with someone I don't know."

"Who is your boss? The country is your boss! You bastard, you don't even think before you speak!"

Lin Yingming frowned and cursed for a few words, then paused and softened his tone: "That guy named Cai Ziming, I knew him in the Netherlands. If he hadn't been put in solitary confinement, how could he have gotten the flour business over there? But he's very rich now. We've already agreed that as long as you cooperate with him, even if Xinji turns a blind eye in Hong Kong and lets him take his own celebrities to film in Hong Kong and then Taiwan, he will help us open up the flour line in the Golden Triangle."

"Fuck! How much can you earn by working so hard to make movies? Now that Taiwan has opened nightclubs, let me tell you, in the southern part of the island, there are syringes everywhere at night. Even if those young people don't need injections, they have to take a few happy pills. It's all done by the people from Zhulian. Do you know how well their products sell? I'm afraid you'll be scared to death if I tell you! Anyway, you deal with Cai Ziming to get the goods, and I'll deal with Zhulian. I guarantee that you will make a lot of money in the future!"

"Yes, I almost forgot one more thing." Lin Yingming tapped his bald head and continued, "What I just talked about was business, which is not included in your Yiqing special amnesty this time."

Xu Jiaqiang raised his eyebrows, pressed his legs with his palms, and exhaled softly. "Brother Ying Ming, do you have any other instructions?"

"It's not really an order. It's actually a simple matter. It's a piece of cake for you."

As if he was certain that Xu Jiaqiang would not refuse, Lin Yingming smiled and said, "Legislative Yuan member Liu wants to take a step further and enter the circle of National Congress representatives. It is a bit difficult, but if Mr. Huang Renzhong can say a few good words in front of his father, this matter will be a sure thing."

"I heard before that Mr. Huang's secretary sent someone to contact your Xinji, asking you to bring a few Hong Kong female celebrities over to make friends. You were stupid enough not to agree. Otherwise, your Xinji would have been pardoned for that little thing long ago."

"Don't delay this matter any longer! I've heard of Girls' Generation, Chung Chu-hung, Anita Mui, and Rosamund Kwan in Taiwan. Just pick a few and make friends with Mr. Huang... Of course, the island owner just passed away, so he's definitely not in the mood. But as long as you show your attitude, Legislative Yuan member Liu will soon pardon your gangster identity. We have plenty of opportunities to make money in Taiwan now, which is much better than what you have in Hong Kong, little brother!"

Lin Yingming glanced at Xu Jiaqiang, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. He spat out the tea leaves and said half-threateningly, "Little brother, you should think carefully when you go back tonight. If there is no reply tomorrow, it is not me who is talking to you. Someone from the Investigation Bureau may come with an arrest warrant and invite you and your wife to drink spring tea..."

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"Damn it! I fell into a trap!"

Xu Jiaqiang walked out of Zhishan Villa and saw Chen Lan coming up to him to ask what was going on. He frowned and finally couldn't help yelling.

He angrily told Chen Lan what had just happened in the villa.

Xu Jiaqiang looked back at the villa behind him, gritting his teeth and cursing, "They tricked me into coming to Taiwan and said they would pardon the crime of hooliganism. What the hell! You guys treated me like a dog. If you have the guts, come to Hong Kong and I'll kill these bastards!"

"Let's talk after we get in the car." Chen Lan held Xu Jiaqiang's shoulder and said in a deep voice.

After getting into the car, Xu Jiaqiang's emotions gradually calmed down.

"Alan, what do you think?"

"Return to Hong Kong immediately!"

Chen Lan answered without hesitation.

Are you kidding me?
After finally getting cleaned up in Hong Kong, there is such a huge market in the mainland waiting to be developed.

Losing fans, cheating stars, pimping? Will you still have your head after your comeback?
What's more, he wanted to trick Zhai Yuan... Chen Lan couldn't help but close her legs when she thought of that face that always had a smile on it.

Seeing Xu Jiaqiang still hesitating, Chen Lan frowned and asked, "You don't want to agree to such a ridiculous request, do you?"

Xu Jiaqiang forced a smile and said, "What if I say yes?"

Chen Lan snorted: "Then I will take Zhan Ping and Zhan Fan abroad, and you just do your job as the leader!"

This year, the Xu family has a new member, Xu Jiaqiang’s second son Xu Zhanfan was born.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

Xu Jiaqiang hugged his wife and comforted her, sighing, "But I left my record at the immigration office. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to leave after coming here this time."

Chen Lan asked: "Then pretend to agree to them and then go back to Hong Kong?"

Xu Jiaqiang smiled helplessly: "We are not stupid. If the two of us come here together, one of us will definitely stay behind. Why don't you go back and take care of the child first, and I will continue to play the boss here?"

"Crazy line!"

Chen Lan rolled her eyes at him unhappily, thought for a moment, then silently took out her satellite phone and dialed a number.

She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhai, we are in some trouble on the island..."

About half an hour later,

A black van with the "September 1st Daily" logo printed on it slowly stopped next to Xu Jiaqiang and Chen Lan's car door.

"Mr. and Mrs. Chen? I'm Ye Yiqian, a special correspondent for the September 1st Daily."

Ye Yiqian, who was sent to Taiwan, rolled down the window, nodded and greeted the couple next door, and took the initiative to reveal his identity.

Ye Yiqian continued, "Mr. Zhai asked me to pick you up. Please follow me in the car. There will be a cargo ship going to Hong Kong in the early morning. The journey is slow and may take one or two days, but no one will find out your identities..."

(End of this chapter)