Hong Kong films: Drawing lots to determine death? I'll send the boss to the Western Paradise.

Chapter 106 "106" Eight O'Clock Has Backbone

The next morning, Ding Yao landed in Haojiang, dressed in a black cheongsam and wearing sunglasses, with a large group of suit-clad thugs behind her, walking with a swagger.

After getting off the plane, rows of Rolls-Royces immediately filled the area with people.

In less than half an hour, Ding Yao arrived at MGM Entertainment with her entourage.

Before even getting out of the car and going inside, a young man in a suit with an arrogant expression and a free-spirited demeanor emerged with several people. He opened his arms wide and greeted them with a warm smile, "Welcome to Haojiang, distinguished guests!"

"Mr. Nan." Ding Yao took off her sunglasses, hugged Nan Zheng, and then kissed him on the cheek.

"Wow, Chief Ding, you seem to be getting more and more open-minded now, I like it!" Nan Zheng laughed loudly, not expecting Ding Yao to be so bold.

Ding Yao said with a smile, "This is a Western way of greeting, Mr. Nan, please don't be so polite."

"Of course, I don't greet everyone. So far, there's only been one Mr. Nan."

"Fine." Nan Zheng laughed even harder, then leaned close to her ear and sneered, "If I believed you, may my whole family die!"

Ding Yao immediately winked at him.

Aside from Ke Zhihua, none of the Sanlian Gang members behind her were people Nan Zheng knew. It seemed that most of these people were Ding Yao's newly promoted cronies.

Of course, there was also a bodyguard, Wang Jianjun, standing nearby.

However, he was expressionless at the moment, as if he didn't recognize anyone.

He does look a bit like the best bodyguard.

Soon a group of people entered the room. Ding Yao waved her hand, telling Ke Zhihua and the others to make themselves at home, before following them into the casino's office.

As soon as she entered, Ding Yao threw herself onto Nan Zheng, her body going limp. She said playfully, "Mr. Nan, have you missed me these past few days?"

"You're so sexy, I can't help but want to!" Nan Zheng said sarcastically, then raised her hand and slammed Ding Yao onto the sofa.

He casually took off his clothes.

Since we're already here, let's just get started.

If she's not afraid, why should I be?
"Mr. Nan, I heard you've been causing quite a bit of trouble for those golden cats these past few days." Ding Yao pulled her legs back, and her black high heels, as sharp as icicles, slipped off, revealing her fair and delicate little feet. She crossed her legs and looked at Nan Zheng with a charming smile.

"I just don't know if the Mr. Nan of today is the same Mr. Nan of the past..."

"How much of his former elegance and strength remains?"

"How much is it? We'll know once we try," Nan Zheng said domineeringly, pressing down on him.

His expression was disdainful.

Half an hour later, Ding Yao, her face flushed, cupped Nan Zheng's resolute face and said disdainfully, "So it was only eight points."

“This is just the warm-up,” Nan Zheng sneered, and Ding Yao’s expression immediately changed.

what did you say?
The beautiful kite surfs past the line...

Nearly an hour later, Ding Yao slumped down on the sofa, feeling so exhausted she could hardly breathe.

She slid straight down.

I didn't even have the strength to sit back down.

"How about that, isn't it awesome?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow. Trying to mess with me?
You're still fucking green.

"Mr. Nan, when did you learn so many unparalleled martial arts skills?"

"I almost got strangled to death by you just now... I was really scared." Ding Yao tilted her head back, revealing her snow-white neck, beads of sweat dripping down her face, her voice hoarse and low.

Even so, it still carries a seductive quality.

It's as if they were born with an alluring quality.

However, Nan Zheng sat back down in his chair and lit a cigarette, afraid of accidentally killing someone.

Then he said calmly, "Who do you think I am? Not to mention Hong Kong Island, even in the entire Macau, there's no one more awesome than me!"

"I can beat a hundred Ip Mans right now!"

Was Ip Man over eighty years old in the 1980s?
Yeah, he could take on a hundred of them.

"Tell me what happened. What did you talk about with Liang Ma?" Nan Zheng asked.

"I want to invest in MGM Entertainment, roughly 50% of the shares, for a total investment of 50 million. Afterwards, I'll have my people personally manage the entire casino, starting by attracting tourists using the model from Taiwan..."

In addition, bring over the junket operators and have them provide us with enough tourists.

"I will give them 100 million in follow-up funding." Ding Yao finished speaking slowly, feeling utterly exhausted.

"Wow, fifty million? That's a damn big spender," Nan Zheng sneered.

Ding Yao is now the leader of the Sanlian Gang, and she certainly has the qualifications.

With Wang Jianjun by her side, Nan Zheng trusted her quite a bit.

We know each other well, after all.

As for the 100 million reserve fund for the brokers... frankly speaking, it's completely useless.

Because junket operators are essentially casino guides who exchange chips for tourists. If tourists lose money, they can help them get loans from loan sharks... It's a one-stop service.

Of course, the casino also takes a cut, such as a percentage of the amount bet by the gambler.

There might be some discrepancies, but it's pretty much the same. Nan Zheng remembers that her friend in later generations did the same thing; it was all about swindling and cheating.

To put it nicely, it's called "profiteering".

"Is this something only you and your mother know? Don't the Hung Hing people know?" Nan Zheng asked.

Ding Yao shook her head: "I don't know."

"That fat woman is really bold!" Nan Zheng sneered. "Do you know why Hung Hing won't let you in? They won't even let you open a casino in the whole of Macau?"

It's because of political factors! You bunch of out-of-town dragons only care about making money, but what if you do other things? What will happen after you return? Are your identities sensitive? Are the various extra-systemic factors sensitive?

Those people in Macau are idiots to let you in! And now they're saying they've reached a cooperation agreement with "Pretty Mom"? This bastard is clearly trying to scam you.

She probably wants to make a quick buck and leave, so that the Triads and Hung Hing will start fighting again and won't have time to deal with this fat old hag..."

As for where he ran off to?

If the "pretty mom" really has the guts to screw over the Sanlian Gang, then she should naturally go to Jiang Tianyang's place and retire in Thailand.

Casinos are indeed a goldmine, but the casinos in Taipa are much worse than the others, since most of the area is undeveloped.

A casino's monthly revenue is only around eight million, with a better one earning ten million. After deducting expenses for congratulatory gifts, Hung Hing Group, taxes, and personnel, how much can they actually make? And it's mainly limited by geographical location; otherwise, wouldn't it be easy to multiply it five or six times?
This is also why the beautiful mom agreed to the 'cooperation'.

You can't earn as much as you can steal.

Ding Yao's expression changed, but in the end she still smiled and lay on Nan Zheng's lap like a boneless snake, murmuring, "So now I have to thank Mr. Nan. If you hadn't gotten rid of Liang Ma, my tens of millions might have really gone down the drain."

"You're not afraid of losing tens of millions, it's that I've exposed the truth, and you're afraid you won't be able to invest in MGM Entertainment." Nan Zheng said with a look of disdain. Did you really think I was just a gangster?

"Therefore, I would like to ask Mr. Nan to give me this opportunity..."

“There’s definitely no chance anymore—” Nan Zheng drawled.

"However, the Sanlian Gang can't invest, and Ding Yao can't invest either, but other gangs might be able to invest. After all, I'm a businessman, and I'm definitely profit-driven. How could I possibly refuse outside investment?"

"You mean, let me control things behind the scenes and let others take my place?" Ding Yao understood after a moment's thought; she was a cunning and ruthless person by nature.

Nan Zheng grabbed Ding Yao's chin, forcing her to open her fiery red lips, and then inserted her index finger, roaming freely inside. "Looks like you're not completely stupid."

"Then it's decided. I have a Black Dragon Society under my command, and the leader is called Long Da, who is from Malaysia."

"He's also one of my trusted men; he can help me manage things," Ding Yao said with a seductive smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Nan, for your excellent solution."

Then he lowered his head.

Nan Zheng thought this woman was a real enchantress; she was exhausted but still wouldn't stop.

No wonder she was able to rise to a position among women.

……

After playing at her best all night, Ding Yao was completely exhausted.

I slept for more than ten hours before waking up.

Just then, Nan Zheng snapped her fingers, signaling the waiter to push the food cart in. Turning around, she said, "Oh ho, you've been sleeping for so long, I thought you were dead."

"Come on, have something to eat, we'll continue later."

"No, no!" Ding Yao shook her head repeatedly, looking at Nan Zheng with a terrified expression.

She's really scared now.

When did Liang Zheng become so invincible?
Now it's Ding Yao's turn to have a back injury.

"What, you're afraid of dying too!" Nan Zheng laughed triumphantly.

Bored these past few days, he bought a few bottles of Indian herbal oil on the Golden Finger app.

You know what, it had a unique charm. It was like fighting Sun Wukong three hundred times over.

Unfortunately, it can't be used for long periods. One or two days is fine, but even three kidneys can't handle it in the long run.

After finishing her meal, Nan Zheng said, "I will go back to Hung Hing this afternoon."

"When things have settled down, you can send your people over to handle it."

“No problem.” Ding Yao lay on the bed, her voice hoarse. “I can’t stay here for too long. This time, the main thing is the mission. As long as we take care of the casino, my position in the Sanlian Gang will be completely secure.”

A smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Even Lei Gong couldn't do it, but I, Ding Yao, have done it. Who in the entire Sanlian Gang dares to disobey? Those old geezers will definitely be dealt with immediately."

"No rush, let me go back and check first, it should be fine."

Nan Zheng couldn't stay here for long; there were still two troublemakers, Jiang Tianyang and Cai Ming, to deal with.

He never expected the other party to be so cowardly.

……

That evening, Nan Zheng returned to Hong Kong Island.

Liang Kun immediately called a meeting with everyone.

"Tell me, how exactly did Liang Ma die?" Liang Kun asked in a hoarse voice.

"I killed him," Nan Zheng said directly. Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, she had Wang Jianguo take out a recorder and play the conversation between Liang Ma and Jiang Tianyang.

Everyone gasped in shock.

"No way, the pretty mom actually colluded with outsiders to try and take advantage of her own people?"

"That's ruthless, absolutely ruthless."

"As expected, a woman's heart is the most poisonous!" Many of the leaders exclaimed, their eyes filled with disbelief.

After all, this beautiful mother is no ordinary person. She earns more from one casino than the other bosses do in a year, yet she still wants to be a double agent.

How could this not be surprising?

"Now, everyone should have heard clearly. Does anyone have any further comments?" Nan Zheng asked.

He naturally couldn't be bothered to explain so much to his lackeys and underlings.

The person in charge can speak up.

But that's all.

If anyone still has doubts... then I'll send them to see the pretty mom and ask her myself.

With so many questions, who knows if he's having an affair with the pretty mom?

"Liang Zheng, you did a good job on this." Liang Kun nodded in satisfaction. He had wanted to replace Liang Ma for a long time. After all, she used to be Jiang Tiansheng's lover, which was disgusting to hear. Now that Nan Zheng had solved the problem perfectly, he was naturally very satisfied.

He tapped the table and said, "Now that Liang Zheng has resolved this matter, let him manage Hung Hing's casinos in Macau from now on. What do you all think?"

"no problem."

"can."

"Agreed." Many people nodded in agreement, and this time they genuinely agreed.

After all, Macau is a mixed bag, with many powerful figures involved. Even if you manage to secure a casino location, you still need to be alive to make money.

If it weren't for the fact that she's the "Emperor of Sham Shui Po" and has a large number of hired guns, could she have controlled MGM Entertainment?
“Alright, since most people have no objections, let Liang Zheng take charge,” Liang Kun said. In reality, Hung Hing didn’t have many other options besides Nan Zheng.

Just one Pininfarina Hanbin.

But they deal in arms, which makes way more money than casinos, doesn't it?
The key skill level is also not relevant.

At least Nan Zheng has a casino under her control.

“There’s something else,” Nan Zheng said. “Since Liang Ma has fallen, her territory and business haven’t. We urgently need someone to take charge, otherwise those henchmen will declare themselves kings and make a mess of Hung Hing, which wouldn’t be a good thing.”

"Who do you have in mind?" Liang Kun raised an eyebrow.

"I chose Big B from the beautiful mom's team because there weren't many good candidates."

Because all those gunmen are beautiful mothers, if we outsiders go in, they might suddenly unite and riddle us with bullets. What can we do then?
After all, the dead cannot be brought back to life.

However, it's different when it's one of their own people. At least they're familiar with each other and have worked under the beautiful mother before.

If only this once, we could pin the blame entirely on Jiang Tianyang and say that he killed Liang Ma.

If those gunmen unite as one, they can give the Hung Hing branch a good beating.

We can also stab them in the back and slowly take them down.

If you can't, or even don't want to, go...

They are disloyal and unruly. They didn't even avenge their dead boss. What's the difference between them and animals?
Then we'll enforce family discipline, deal with them gradually, and get rid of the nail (the problem). What's the big deal then?

"Hiss..." After hearing Nan Zheng's words, everyone present couldn't help but gasp. Even Liang Kun was dumbfounded, his eyes filled with shock.

A moment later, Brother Ji couldn't help but say, "Ah Zheng, you're so ruthless in your actions, aren't you afraid your son will be born without an anus?"

"A double kill situation, either way it's death!"

"Did I go too far? Brother Kee, why don't you temporarily take over as the head of Sham Shui Po?" Nan Zheng said contemptuously, and Brother Kee immediately shut up.

After all, the gunmen in Sham Shui Po might not be as mercenary as those in the outer city walls. Over the years, this "pretty mom" has supported countless people; who knows what kind of personalities they have?

If they really train a few assassins who believe the new leader is the murderer who killed the beautiful mother, they'll kill him outright, and Hung Hing won't even let him collect the body.

In this world, the only way to survive is to live a life of luxury. After being a boss for so many years, who isn't afraid of death?
As expected, almost no one refused, and Big B took the seat of the leader. He turned to Nan Zheng with a grateful look on his face.

"Big B, right? I've never heard your name before, but it feels familiar... like an old friend I haven't seen in a while," said Handsome Kun with a smile, then added:
"You're only temporarily in charge now. Whether you can actually take over depends on whether you can handle those people."

Whether to keep or take in, to kill or bury, is your choice, and I will not interfere.

But I have only one request: safety!

This safety is not just about Big B's safety, but also about the safety of Hung Hing and the safety of his son, Liang Kun.

If it's not safe...

Then it's not just a matter of removing Big B from his job; we'll have to skin him alive.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I know almost everyone. I guarantee I'll complete the mission this time," Big B laughed. Actually, needless to say, he also had to deal with the gunmen.

After all, he indirectly killed the beautiful mother; if those gunmen found out, it would be fatal.

Then Nan Zheng went on to talk about the investment in MGM Entertainment by the 'Malaysian businessman'. Seeing that there was money to be made, Liang Kun was naturally overjoyed. He then tapped the table and said, "Alright, that's all for today. Meeting adjourned."

……

Nan Zheng returned home and began to think.

The casino is now in our hands, but it has already been thoroughly cleaned up. In addition, Ding Yao wants to invest, so we will definitely have to expand the scale, train dealers, replace staff, renovate, and do all sorts of other things at the same time.

It will take at least six months to complete.

Not to mention that after completion, various local bullies will come to meddle and try to get a share of the profits.

Just like Sang Biao back then.

Therefore, Nan Zheng still needs to continue to develop his influence and expand his scale in Tsim Sha Tsui. Otherwise, how will he fight against the local bullies after half a year?
A change of ownership actually signifies a new challenge.

But it doesn't matter, Nan Zheng has always enjoyed challenging strong opponents.

He's too weak to even bother playing.

But just then, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Liangzheng." A gruff voice came from inside.

"Which one?"

"You killed my brother, and you still ask me who I am?" Cai Ming said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, it's Brother Cai Ming!" Nan Zheng feigned sudden realization and said, "What do you mean, 'killed your brother'? How come I didn't know about that?"

"Stop talking nonsense. You know who I am, so you must know what happened to my brother... Right now, you and Jiang Tianyang are the most suspicious people who killed my brother. There will be a three-way meeting tomorrow night at eight o'clock. Do you have the guts to come?" Cai Ming said directly, and you could feel his hostility just by looking at the phone.

"Okay, that suits me just fine."

Nan Zheng sneered. He was just about to ask Taibao, but he didn't expect him to come to his door on his own initiative.

This saved a lot of time.

After hanging up the phone, he called Wang Jianguo over and said, "Take the things that Cai Sheng had prepared earlier and have someone deliver them to the Youguqi Restaurant. It has to be an outsider."

"Boss, has the game started?" Wang Jianguo immediately showed an expectant expression.

"This isn't a trap, it's an open conspiracy! A completely open conspiracy that will make them kill each other." Nan Zheng's lips curled into a smile.

“I said I would kill them, and I will kill them! I won’t even have to do it myself.”

(End of this chapter)