Hong Kong Variety Show: Let you eat melons, eat melons on your sister-in-law

Chapter 404 "404" Top Agent Sima Xiang

These people who come to cause trouble include, but are not limited to, staff from the industry and commerce bureau, fire department, and tax bureau.

Jimmy knew that dealing with them wouldn't be an easy task.

But scaring them away shouldn't be a problem.

It's only a few thousand yuan a month, why risk your life like that!
Upon hearing this, the four swordsmen were immediately eager to try.

The big boss, Lin Yao, hasn't asked them to do anything for a long time, which has led to them being as if they've been forgotten.

Although they all have their own venues now and are living quite well.

But sometimes I still get the urge to use my hands.

Seeing the guys' eager expressions, Jimmy said irritably, "I told you to scare people, not to kill anyone. Why are you making such a big fuss?"

"Don't bring knives, sticks are enough! Just beat them up, but don't cripple or kill them!"

Hearing Jimmy's words, the group awkwardly threw away their machetes and then led their men to find trouble.

Generally speaking, these formal departments checking taxes and accounting books are just the appetizers; there are all sorts of other methods to deal with Jimmy and his henchmen on the turf.

Jimmy knew this very well, so he didn't give the other party a chance to retaliate.

In the simplest and most direct way, we will send these people back.

Several tax officials from the tax bureau had just come out of a bar.

However, their expressions were not good. Jimmy's establishments had all the necessary permits and tax records, so they couldn't find anything wrong with them.

"Damn it, I'm going to find out something today!" a tax officer said irritably.

"Tell me, why are these gangsters so eager to pay taxes?" another tax officer said with a disgruntled expression.

The group arrived at the underground parking lot, ready to retrieve their car and return to their workplace.

But at that moment, they found a group of people surrounding their car.

"Hey, what are you doing? Get out of here!" the tax officer said arrogantly.

A guy with spiky hair pointed at the car next to him and said to the tax officer, "Do you own this car?"

"If there's a problem, don't force me to call the police!" the tax officer said impatiently.

"That makes things easier!" The spiky-haired man nodded, pointed at the tax officials, and said menacingly, "Beat them!"

Then several of his henchmen rushed over and started hitting the tax officials with their sticks.

The tax officials were stunned on the spot and immediately begged for mercy.

Unfortunately, the spiky-haired guy was clearly there to cause trouble, and said rather unhappily, "Damn it, there are so many parking spaces, and you just had to park in my spot, causing me to lose a huge order. How are you going to compensate me?"

Hearing the spiky-haired man's unreasonable words, the tax officer quickly said, "Sir, there wasn't a car in the parking space when I arrived!"

"So you mean I framed you?" the spiky-haired man grinned maliciously. "Keep hitting him! You son of a bitch!"

The henchman picked up the stick again and gave the three tax officials another beating.

After beating the three men to the point of near death, the spiky-haired man drove off with his henchmen.

After the tax officials were discovered by security guards in the underground parking lot, they were immediately taken to the hospital.

Meanwhile, officials from other departments have also experienced similar situations.

Without exception, they were all guys who had recently caused trouble for Jimmy's place!
Then, around the same time, he was attacked by several unidentified individuals.

these people

They quickly realized what was going on and reported the matter to their superiors.

After all, they are just following orders.

The news quickly reached Hawke's ears.

Hawke said with a hint of amusement, "That's interesting. It seems they've figured out our plans!"

Cai Yuanqi asked directly, "Should I send two teams to support you?"

Hawke shook his head and said, "It's not time yet, this is just an appetizer! I just didn't expect to be interrupted by someone. This guy called Jimmy seems to be no ordinary person either."

Cai Yuanqi asked curiously, "So what are you planning to do?"

Hawke said with a cold laugh, "Since they're just going to counter my moves, I'm going to play by my own rules!"

……

Meanwhile, at Yunlai Teahouse.

Lin Yao was drinking tea and waiting for someone here.

After the last gunfight, many people died, and the Yunlai Teahouse was completely destroyed.

It took several months of renovations before it reopened.

As for the teahouse after the renovation, it has lost the charm of the traditional teahouse layout.

However, the owner of Yunlai Teahouse found Lin Yao's construction company to rebuild it, giving it a second life. "Mr. Lin, are you just looking for a casual chat over tea, or are you here to discuss business?" the owner said to Lin Yao with a smile. "I've prepared a private room here!"

Lin Yao nodded with great satisfaction: "A private room it is, I have something to discuss with someone!"

"Alright!" The boss immediately called over one of his quick-witted subordinates to greet Lin Yao.

Soon, Sima Xiangju arrived at Yunlai Teahouse on time and met Lin Yao.

To be honest, Sima Xiang originally thought Lin Yao was the kind of ruthless gang leader.

But now it seems that things are not as rumored.

Lin Yao was wearing a well-tailored suit today, and an old-fashioned Rolex on his wrist.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a refined and approachable appearance.

"Mr. Lin is indeed a man of great talent!" Sima Xiang said with a smile.

Regardless, he found it difficult to associate Lin Yao with gangsters.

"Brother Xiang, I've heard so much about you!" Lin Yao complimented him.

After all, a sedan chair carries a person, and Lin Yao was even planning to win over the landlords to his own advantage!

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Lin Yao said directly to Sima Xiang, "I know that you big shots in the financial world all like to play Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game), and the kids outside call you the Landlord Club!"

Sima Xiang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "This is all just hearsay!"

Lin Yao looked at Sima Xiang with a cold smile and said, "I don't think so. I already know the news, and you're still trying to hide it from me?"

Sima Xiang is a top agent, and he can still remain calm even with such a small matter: "It was just a few of us card-playing friends who rented a hotel suite to play cards. Mr. Lin is a bit of an overstatement when he calls it a landlord's gathering."

"Hehe, I heard you want that stock to rise, it'll rise even if the world ends!" Lin Yao said with a smile. "Just say it, I want you to do something for me!"

"You?" Sima Xiang was somewhat surprised.

He didn't understand why Lin Yao was recruiting them.

Logically speaking, Lin Yao himself is known as the reincarnation of a stock market god.

Although he rarely intervened afterward, Zhuo Yu handled most of the work.

However, Sima Xiang did not dare to underestimate the young man in front of him.

After a moment's hesitation, Sima Xiang asked Lin Yao, "What can we get?"

Lin Yao knew that although Sima Xiang was a stockbroker, he was the only one in the landlords' association who could be considered a good person!
Back then, he and Huang Shitong led a group of brothers to fight against the foreigners, which brought them great fame.

Lin Yao said with a smile, "That depends on what you want. Human greed is never-ending!"

"Logically speaking, you don't lack money now, so what do you lack? The air of freedom?"

Sima Xiang's expression immediately changed: "Mr. Lin, what do you mean by this?"

Lin Yao took out a stack of documents and threw them in front of Sima Xiang.

Then he said calmly, "The Securities and Futures Commission and the Hong Kong Monetary Authority have been taking notice of you for a long time. There are at least eight hundred to a thousand of your insider trading, market manipulation, and illegal trading activities!"

"Will your landlords push the water out and take on this responsibility all by themselves? I heard you're the oldest among the landlords, aren't you?"

"Your wife is sick, and your son is serving in the military abroad, and it seems he's even joined a foreign mercenary group! Tsk tsk tsk, what will you do if something happens to you?"

Sima Xiang's brows were furrowed enough to kill a fly. He stared at Lin Yao and said, "Mr. Lin, this little bit of stuff is probably not enough to convict us!"

"I knew you guys wouldn't learn until you're faced with death!" Lin Yao waved his hand, and Xiao Fu handed over a few more documents. Then he said to Sima Xiang, "Take a look! Don't think any of you can escape!"

"You people have long been under the watch of the Hong Kong Commercial Crime Bureau. They can take action at any time and wipe out your entire landlord association! At that point, no matter how much money you donate, it won't help!"

Upon seeing these documents, Sima Xiang broke out in a cold sweat.

If this document were to be leaked, it would at least send shivers down the spines of the entire financial sector in Hong Kong.

As for the few members of the landlords' association, they had no chance of escaping! Sima Xiang knew that the police had already laid a tight net.

We're just waiting for them to slip up.

Lin Yao wasn't in a hurry, watching Sima Xiang's expression constantly change.

He really enjoyed seeing Sima Xiang's conflicted expression.

After waiting a moment, Sima Xiang raised his head and said, "I'm taking these things back for the other members to chop! Can I take them with me?"

"Of course, as long as you cooperate with me, I guarantee you won't encounter any problems!" Lin Yao said confidently.

These people had already achieved financial freedom, and now they need to seriously consider the consequences of their freedom.

After taking the photocopy, Sima Xiang went directly to the hotel and asked the hotel manager to call over all the members of the landlords' association.

Half an hour later, a loud voice rang out: "Brother Xiang, what's the rush that you called us all over here!"

"Yes, Brother Xiang, what happened?" Several members of the landlord's association asked.

(End of this chapter)