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

Chapter 181 "179" Isn't it normal for gangsters to have side jobs?

"Yaozu, are you very familiar with that Liang Zheng?" Inside the villa, Chen Jianan asked Liu Yaozu, who was standing in front of him, while smoking a cigarette and crossing his legs.

Liu Yaozu smiled and said, "Now, Liang Zheng is a dagger behind my back, responsible for helping me expand my territory. How about that? We're quite familiar with each other, aren't we?"

"He's always been arrogant and domineering. Aren't you afraid he'll ruin you?"

"What's there to be afraid of? In fact, I should thank him, otherwise I wouldn't be in this position now..." Liu Yaozu said with a smile.

“Datuk, what brings you here today? Please speak frankly.”

Of course, if you're going to try to sow discord, then forget it.

I won't fall for it.

After all, I've been fooled many times before, but I'm more mature now.

“Yaozu, how could I stand by and watch you betray me? We’re old friends.” Chen Jianan said with a smile, his mind racing.

They are indeed old friends.

Liu Yaozu met Robinson Crusoe's 200-pound daughter when they were dating.

However, back then Liu Yaozu was just a henchman.

Chen Jianan was not very familiar with him.

"Here's the thing, I'm planning to develop a real estate project called Chianan Malaysia on Hong Kong Island, specifically catering to all sorts of dignitaries and selling to the upper class... I wonder if Yao Zu would be interested in investing in it?"
You know who I am, a Malaysian Datuk.

I met a lot of people in Kuala Lumpur. The pace of life there is quite slow, but there's one downside: it's not as glamorous and bustling as Hong Kong.

Therefore, as long as we open up the sea route between Malaysia and Hong Kong Island, we can make a fortune just by traveling back and forth.

"If someone wants to settle down, we can sell Malaysian real estate to them, killing two birds with one stone..." Chen Jianan briefly explained his plan.

Just as Nan Zheng had thought, Chen Jianan was there to fleece the people.

To set up a Ponzi scheme, as long as the funds are in place, they can be mortgaged to the local government, and an endless series of companies can be created to leverage up hundreds of millions of dollars.

What does it matter to him if there are unfinished buildings everywhere?

Making money is enough.

Furthermore, this scam treats land and housing developments as investments, attracting both the rich and the poor to participate.

Because it is essentially a trap set by exploiting human greed.

Making hundreds of millions at once is a minimum, and that's a very modest estimate.

"So, the Datuk isn't just going to get into real estate, he's even going to get into boating?" Liu Yaozu asked pointedly.

"Yaozu is indeed Yaozu, no wonder he is Robinson Crusoe's son-in-law, so clever."

"Me and those old guys on the board of directors of Canaan, plus Uncle Qi, are indeed planning to spend a lot of money on luxury cruise ships, starting at least 100 million, with all-inclusive services, everything..."

Yaozu, you're a smart man.

Now Robinson Crusoe has made a mistake and will be in jail for ten or eight years. Now you have inherited his family business and are managing it perfectly.

"Are you interested in ocean cruises?" Chen Jianan asked with a smile.

He was also thinking to himself that he originally wanted to trick Liu Yaozu.

But now Liu Yaozu has actually guessed my plan, I don't know if it was Liang Zheng who told me.

But it's not impossible to cooperate with Liu Yaozu.

This indirectly dragged Liang Zheng into the mess.

Nan Zheng is indeed imposing now, and there's no hint of joking in her tone.

As long as you use his name to do business, people from both the legitimate and criminal worlds, as well as those in Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan, will give you some face, no matter what.

After all, doing business isn't about seizing land; only a fool would actively provoke someone.

Unless you actively provoke others.

“Datuk, this is a serious matter because the investment amount is quite large. I need to think about it.” Liu Yaozu said with a smile, feeling both tempted and wary.

Anti-Chinese sentiment in Malaysia.

He was unlikely to gamble on Chen Jianan keeping his word.

Especially since the other party is a Datuk.

Although it's just a title and not very important, it was given by the local authorities after all.

“Alright, since Yaozu has this idea, then we can consider it.”

"As long as you invest, I can give you an extra 10% of the shares." Chen Jianan said calmly.

"Wow, so generous! I'm even more tempted now," Liu Yaozu said seriously, though he was actually more wary.

Chen Jianan laughed and said, "Buy one get one free, just consider it as being good friends."

"We're good friends," Liu Yaozu replied dismissively.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Chen Jianan left the villa with several bodyguards.

Sitting in the hall, watching the figures of the group leave, Liu Yaozu stroked his chin and pondered.

Invest 10% and get another 10% free? Are you trying to sell vegetables at a market and give away a scallion as a bonus?
You'd be a fool to believe that...

Wait, that’s not right!
Liu Yaozu suddenly remembered something: Chen Jianan's first question upon entering the room was about Nan Zheng.

Could this 10% share be for him?
"You could have predicted all of this? You want to bring Liang Zheng into the group?"

"This is interesting." Liu Yaozu thought for a moment and decided he should call Nan Zheng to ask her about it.

Even if an investment were to be made, Nan Zheng's consent would be required.

After all, he's the one with real ability.

Liu Yaozu is at most considered rich.

Having money but no power is like being a sucker...

boom!
However, at that moment, a loud explosion suddenly came from outside the villa.

The extended Lincoln that Chen Jianan was riding in was smashed in half by the dump truck, instantly throwing him off balance. The car rubbed against the ground sideways, sparks flying, and was pushed more than ten meters away.

They barely managed to stop.

Several masked men immediately got out of the car, pulled out AKs, and were about to grab someone.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out from the nearby woods, hitting the front of the dump truck with a series of crackling sounds.

"Back off." Scarface shouted in a low voice and quickly leaned against the car door. He hadn't expected that Chen Jianan had left a car full of gunmen hiding in the shadows.

He quickly tilted his hand and fired, and sparks immediately flew from the muzzle.

Two of the opponents fell down immediately.

Two masked men lay prone behind the car wheel, firing shots that broke both of the man's legs.

Every available opening for shooting was riddled with bullets by these men.

In short, it can be summed up in one word: cunning.

In no time, all the gunmen were knocked down and lay on the ground, panting and screaming in pain.

Scarface ordered a dump truck to drive over and smash it into a bloody pulp.

Then, with the remaining two men, he pried open the Lincoln's door, stood on top of it, and opened fire on the group of Japanese bodyguards in the back seat with an AK.

In an instant, the carriage exploded into a cloud of blood mist, with scattered scarlet splattering everywhere.

With a snap of his fingers, Chen Jianan, his face covered in blood and gore, was dragged out in terror. Scarface pointed his AK at him and said coldly, "Chen Jianan?"

"No, I'm not... Bang!"

"Ah! It's me, it's me! Don't kill me! What do you want? I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!" Chen Jianan screamed in agony, clutching his thigh, his whole body trembling with pain.

boom!
He then fired another shot into the other leg.

This time they shouted even louder.

Scarface stepped on Chen Jianan's head and waited for the dump truck to return. He bent down and patted Chen's face, saying, "Behave yourself, or you won't have to eat these two peanuts."

“I know you, Malaysian Datuk, you're always saying you're going to invest 100 million in a cruise ship…”

Now, even during the Lunar New Year, we brothers have been starving all year.

"In that case, investing money in us shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jianan's pupils contracted.

He finally realized who these masked gunmen were—the Big Circle!
……

"It's all done."

"The ransom is tentatively set at 80 million."

Nan Zheng had just hung up the phone call from Scarface when another call came in immediately.

"Who?"

"Brother, something terrible has happened! Chen Jianan has been kidnapped, and it seems to be a gang, because they're all carrying AKs," Liu Yaozu said anxiously.

"What?! Who kidnapped my good friend Chen Jianan? I'll skin him alive!" Nan Zheng immediately cursed, her voice filled with rage.

Where in Tsim Sha Tsui was the person kidnapped?

"It's not Tsim Sha Tsui, it's Aberdeen, just a short distance from my villa on the highway..."

“Aberdeen? Not Tsim Sha Tsui?” Nan Zheng’s expression immediately changed, and she said calmly, “Oh, then it’s alright.”

"It's almost midnight, you should go to bed early."

"Huh?" Liu Yaozu was instantly dumbfounded.

They were just saying they were good friends, and now they're saying everything's fine?
"Brother, no, he got arrested, and you didn't even say anything?"

"Signature? What signature? What's it to me?" Nan Zheng scoffed. "He was kidnapped in Aberdeen, not in Tsim Sha Tsui!"

What can I do to help him?
The bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow. It's his business if something happens to him. Liang Kun asked me to take care of him, but he didn't ask me to recognize him as his father.

"It doesn't make sense that if he got stabbed to death while using the toilet, I'd be expected to collect his body, wouldn't I?"

"Uh...you're right." Liu Yaozu thought Nan Zheng's words were a bit absurd, but after thinking about it, they really made sense.

Hong Kong Island is so big, and while Leung Kwong has influence, not everyone will necessarily give him face, right?

He's not the Governor of Hong Kong.

Not to mention that the other party was a robber.

A dragon crossing the river, makes a quick buck and leaves, why should it care about the local bullies' opinions?

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng yawned, turned off the light, and went to sleep on the sofa.

Since He Min hasn't been around lately, and there's no one to hold it, I've gotten into the habit of holding a cushion on the sofa.

But a moment later, the phone rang again.

"Who the hell are you? Don't you get any sleep at night? Don't you know that disturbing someone's sleep can kill your whole family?" Nan Zheng started cursing as soon as she turned on the light and answered the phone, her eyes flashing with malice.

"It's me." Liang Kun picked at his ear and held the phone a little further away.

"Why are you so irritable? Has no one been helping you vent your anger lately?"

"Oh, it's Brother Kun... It's Chinese New Year, all the oxen that plow the fields have to go on holiday, and I've really been horny lately with no one to relieve my pent-up frustration." Nan Zheng immediately said with a grin.

“Something’s happened,” Liang Kun said hoarsely. “Chen Jianan has been kidnapped.”

"understood."

"Good to know... Hmm, no, how did you know?" Liang Kun suddenly came to his senses.

"Damn, I have a phone call with Liu Yaozu! Chen Jianan was kidnapped at his place. As soon as something happened, he called. It would be strange if I didn't know."

This matter couldn't be kept secret anyway, and Nan Zheng had no intention of hiding it.

Besides, knowing something makes things easier.

Otherwise, how can we proceed to the next step?
"It's good that you know me... Damn it, these bastards in the circle are really bold, causing trouble during the New Year. I'll skin them alive when I get back." Liang Kun cursed and grabbed a Cambodian girl.

After a moment, he said hoarsely, "This person is someone I invited to do some business together."

After a while, when they get into real estate, they'll also help us build an office building.

It was regarded as the headquarters of Hung Hing.

It's incredibly luxurious, costing at least tens of millions, much more luxurious than a villa...

Now that someone's in trouble, and I haven't even received the office building yet, Liangzheng, do you think I should be angry?

"Brother Kun, in the end, you just want me to make the move," Nan Zheng said lazily, then added after a moment's thought:

"Alright, I'll give you face."

"As expected of someone from the 'Liang' generation, they understand immediately. They're all geniuses." Liang Kun immediately grinned slyly.

However, he also sensed that something was wrong.

After all, even people in the Big Circle have parents, so why would they cause trouble during the Lunar New Year?

Are all the big circles so poor these days?
Liang Kun didn't know why, but he always felt that this matter might be related to Liang Zheng.

Maybe it was him who did it.

However, since Leung Kwan isn't in Hong Kong Island, it's mostly just speculation, and I'm too lazy to care.

The most urgent task is for the person to return safely.

He then said directly, "Seventh Uncle has already called me. They said they want an 80 million ransom..."

I don't care about the ransom; I just want him to come back.

I reckon it won't be long before that fat old man, Seventh Uncle, comes looking for you.

You can discuss the details later.

"Okay." Nan Zheng hung up the phone casually, in a great mood.

This was what he was waiting for.

Liu Yaozu said that Chen Jianan was kidnapped, which was indeed unrelated to Nan Zheng.

But now that Liang Kun has spoken up, it is only natural and reasonable for him, as the head of Hung Hing's agencies, to enter the fray.

There will be a ransom, a handling fee, a labor cost... all sorts of expenses, at least 100 million yuan, that's going to be a lot.

If I don't squeeze the shit out of him, then what was the point of tying him up?
However, when Li Ka-shing's son was kidnapped in later years, the ransom was a staggering one billion dollars.

I've barely earned 100 million...

Compared to this, it seems like there really is less? It's also my own fault for being too kind-hearted; it ruined my image!

……

The very next morning, Uncle Seven hurriedly led his men to wait in the villa's lobby.

When Nan Zheng woke up, the several Malaysian men were already sitting so long they had sores on their butts. They all stood up as soon as they saw him emerge from the room. "Mr. Nan!"

"Brother Zheng!"

"So early?" Nan Zheng yawned, looking rather lazy.

Uncle Qi was also getting agitated at this point, and quickly said, "Mr. Nan, Liang Kun should have called you last night, right?"

"We've already fought them." Nan Zheng plopped down and lit a cigarette.

"Have you reached an agreement with those big circles?"

"It's settled. They originally asked for 100 million, but it was later reduced to 80 million," Meiling said from the side, her face showing both joy and hesitation.

Nan Zheng glanced at Uncle Qi: "Is the money ready?"

"Here." Uncle Qi pointed to the money box on the ground, opened it, and found eighty million.

And it's all in Hong Kong dollars.

This is the price Nan Zheng carefully considered.

He knew very well that if these Malaysians were really going to cross the river like a dragon, they would definitely bring a lot of cash, because it is inconvenient to withdraw cash overseas.

Eighty million is a price that is affordable and not too expensive.

Nan Zheng had already investigated and found that Uncle Qi had several other companies under his control, one of which was even a listed company.

All things considered, it could easily add up to a billion.

This shows how convenient it is to make money there, and it also proves Uncle Seven's abilities.

However, these things are none of Nan Zheng's business.

Anyway, he only makes money in Hong Kong.

If I have the chance someday to go to Malaysia, then I can consider other options later...

"Where is the location?"

"Saigon Pier is located near the seaside of a container shipping factory."

"Alright, now that we've finished talking about these things, it's time to talk about me and Uncle Qi." Nan Zheng smiled and pointed at Uncle Qi, then exhaled a cloud of mist.

"Well, I know their background now. They're a large gang, about four or five people."

Especially since the other party is quick to report, ruthless, and even vicious, resorting to robbery during the Chinese New Year...

This shows that they are the standard-bearers of Guangdong and Hong Kong.

The quality and quantity of the Hong Kong and Guangdong flag bearers are much higher than those of the Grand Circle.

If I were to intervene in the negotiations, what if I got shot or injured, resulting in manpower losses? Plus, my appearance fee is quite high...

"If Uncle Qi really wants me to ransom him, I can give you a discount. Twenty million isn't too much, is it?"

"What?" Uncle Seven exclaimed, startling the group of Malaysian bodyguards behind him.

Even Meiling was stunned, her face filled with disbelief.

Do you need tens of millions more?

What makes you any different from those robbers?
"What, you think it's too cheap? Indeed, with my influence in Hong Kong and across half of Southeast Asia, twenty million is really not expensive," Nan Zheng said with a smile.
"If you want to give me more, I certainly won't refuse."

Seventh Uncle: ………

Everyone:…………

He suspected that Liang Zheng, that little bastard, had a distorted thought process.

Does this mean he thinks it's too cheap?

"Why is everyone so quiet? Wait! You don't think it's cheap, but expensive, do you?" Nan Zheng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Do you really think I'm Jesus? Huh? Someone who'll do things for you for free?"

“Mr. Nan, we also understand what it means to contribute both manpower and effort…” Uncle Qi’s face was unpleasant:
"However, 20 million is indeed too expensive."

As you know, we just arrived in Hong Kong and don't have that much cash.

Not to mention the 80 million ransom here, which we barely managed to scrape together in one night.

I haven't stayed up all night like this in over a decade.

"This is your own business." Nan Zheng's expression turned cold, and she pointed again:

"Give me the money and I'll do it; otherwise, get out."

"You bunch of idiots, do you really think I'm a good guy? If it weren't for Handsome Kun speaking up, you wouldn't even be able to get through this door!"

Uncle Qi's face turned extremely ugly.

He didn't expect Liang Zheng to be so disrespectful, turning on him so easily.

Just as rumored, he was unpredictable and moody.

However, since we're in an unfamiliar place, it's impossible to find someone else to negotiate with in a short time. We might even get ripped off.

Uncle Qi thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, give me three days."

"I always said that Uncle Qi and I are close friends despite our age difference. My admiration for Uncle Qi is like a never-ending river. Who in the world doesn't know that the person I admire most is Uncle Qi?" Nan Zheng immediately went over and hugged Uncle Qi's neck with a big laugh, in a great mood.

Then, with a fierce look on his face, he said, "Those bastard robbers are really fucking arrogant!"

Knowing full well that Chen Jianan was Uncle Qi's man, how dare they still kidnap him?

"Their slap in Uncle Qi's face is a slap in my face. I'll get my hands on their whole family when I get the chance!"

Scarface: ? ? ?

Uncle Qi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Nan Zheng readily agreed.

He knew very well that although Liang Zheng was greedy, she was very concerned about her reputation.

Once I agree, I will definitely do it.

Otherwise, if he's full of flaws, who will respect him in the future?
"Seventh Uncle, could you please make another call to arrange a time for the negotiation and transaction? I'll bring my people over then," Nan Zheng said again.

"Okay." Uncle Qi nodded, then suddenly spoke up after thinking for a moment:

"Let my men pay the ransom."

"What, you don't believe me?" Nan Zheng glanced at her sideways and shrugged indifferently.

"Since you don't trust me, then your seventh uncle can handle it himself."

"That was not what I meant……"

"If that's not what you mean, then what the hell do you mean? Fuck your mother!" Nan Zheng suddenly turned around and kicked the table, causing it to overturn and explode in mid-air.

Wood chips flew everywhere, scattering across the ground.

"You old bastard, if you had any guts, I'd be begging you today, not the other way around! If you don't have any guts, what are you babbling about here for?"

"Negotiations with the Big Circle will kill you! Do you really think I need your 20 million?" Nan Zheng stared at her seventh uncle, who was sweating profusely, with a fierce look in her eyes.

"You fucking didn't even bother to find out how much Liang Zheng earns a month? Don't you believe me?"

“Mr. Nan, that’s really not what I meant. I was just saying there might be a risk of the money being stolen. If it gets stolen, I’ll have to come up with a new sum. In the end, I’ll be left with nothing but bitterness, and it will also tarnish your reputation, Mr. Nan.” Uncle Qi said quickly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Oh, is that so?" Nan Zheng's expression suddenly changed, and she said calmly, "You don't need to worry about that, I have my own way."

"Two boxes, one box of grenades and one box of cash. If they dare to pull this trick, they'll all die."

"You can rest assured."

"Row……"

Uncle Qi was drenched in sweat and was truly terrified.

It wasn't that I was afraid of Liangzheng, but rather that I was afraid of Liangzheng's emotional changes.

One moment they're laughing and joking like old friends, the next they're so enraged they want to eat people...

Such people will turn on you in an instant if a single word doesn't suit their taste.

Uncle Seven has traveled the world for decades, seeing people all over the country.

There may be people who are so extremely emotional that I have never seen anyone like them before.

That's fucking terrifying.

No wonder he's a big shot.

……

That evening, around 11 p.m., Nan Zheng got on the bus with two money boxes.

Seventh Uncle and Scarface agreed on a time for the transaction.

It's at midnight.

Go out now, grab a late-night snack, then head to Saigon to capture someone, and come back for some sex.

Finally, you can go to sleep.

"I'm very curious, Uncle Qi and his men all have clean records, why didn't they call the police?" Tian Yangsheng couldn't help but ask in the car.

Nan Zheng glanced at her sideways: "Having been a mercenary too many times, have you lost your brain?"

Tian Yangsheng was immediately stunned.

"This is a matter of life and death, what does it have to do with whether or not one is clean?"

"Being kidnapped and then calling the police...doesn't he want to live anymore?"

"That makes sense." Tian Yangsheng pondered for a moment, and it seemed to make true.

All they want is money.

If you call the police and push them too far, you'll end up losing both your money and your life.

In reality, people these days are still quite trustworthy. No matter who gets kidnapped, as long as you pay them, they will most likely be released.

Unlike in later generations, where everyone was concerned about their lives.

This is because it was done by one of their own people; they have absolutely no credibility.

This prevented Nan Zheng from having the opportunity to learn from her predecessors and make a fortune in later generations.

Before long, Nan Zheng arrived at the agreed-upon riverbank in Saigon. She got out of the car and swaggered over, while Tian Yangsheng and the others looked on warily.

But after walking over, a scene that Tian Yangsheng would never forget appeared.

"What about people?"

"Boss." Scarface walked over lazily and pointed to the warehouse not far away.

"It's right inside."

"Okay, take it." Nan Zheng tossed the money box over and then walked towards the warehouse.

"No, buddy, what's this?" Tian Yangsheng and the others looked at Nan Zheng and Scarface in shock.

"It's normal for gangsters to have a side business, isn't it?" Scarface patted the money box, revealing a ferocious yet polite smile.

The Tianyang brothers were all dumbfounded.

You call this a gangster?
No gangster movie has ever been as ruthless as you guys!

Not only are their hands ruthless, but their hearts are even more ruthless.

How can you kidnap someone and demand a ransom, then go to the ransom shop and get a sum of cash, and in the end, both the ransom and the cash are yours?
Tian Yangsheng had a lot of experience with double-crossing before, but Nan Zheng's tactics really opened his eyes.

They really know how to have fun.

Upon entering the warehouse, Nan Zheng saw Chen Jianan, who was covered in bruises and had his face swollen and his mouth sewn shut.

"You guys are all inhuman!" Nan Zheng grimaced as she looked at the 'robbers' who had actually beaten the man so badly.

But the play still has to be performed.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Alright, I've reached an agreement with your boss."

"Let him go."

The robbers looked at Scarface as he walked in, and Scarface nodded: "Today, we'll give Liangzheng some face."

"Let go."

Chen Jianan was then dragged out of the warehouse and stuffed into the trunk. Tian Yangsheng watched them act from beginning to end.

If Tian Yangsheng hadn't known Daoba, he probably would have been fooled by Nanzheng as well.

Their methods are truly ruthless, and their tactics are incredibly cunning.

"Two million is yours. Go on a trip for a few days and come back." Nan Zheng said casually, and Scarface nodded.

He then got into the car, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, let's go home!"

He was in an exceptionally good mood tonight.

With such ease, he made 100 million. Surely no one in Hong Kong can make more money than him?

"That person is seriously injured. Should we take him to the hospital?" Tian Yangsheng asked.

Nan Zheng, with a cigarette dangling from her lips, scoffed, "You're going to pay for the hospital visit?"

"Damn..." Tian Yangsheng's worldview was once again refreshed by Nan Zheng.

He swore that Nan Zheng was at least ten times more ruthless and vicious than he was.

I don't know what Chen Jianan did to offend Nan Zheng.

They've already taken a hundred million, but they're not even willing to spend a few thousand on herbal medicine.

However, the car hadn't gone far when suddenly gunshots rang out from the container ahead, and flames shot into the sky.

Tian Yangsheng and his men quickly drew their guns, their killing intent filling the air. At the same time, the Chevrolet turned off its lights and moved slowly without stopping.

Their professionalism was immediately apparent.

"Huh? Cheng Kui-an? Big Fool?" Nan Zheng looked down on him, watching a burly man in a suit and sunglasses, cigar in hand, wielding a shotgun and wreaking havoc on the other group inside the container.

There was also a man who looked somewhat like Chan Wai-man, who was running around in fear, covering his head and fleeing in terror.

Upon seeing these two people and noticing the dock filled with containers, I immediately knew who they were.

The plot of "Through Thick and Thin" will also feature the trading of 30 million diamonds tonight.

Nan Zheng was surprised to see such a good thing.

This is truly a double celebration!

He immediately waved and shouted, "Tian Yangsheng, drive the car over there. After they've finished fighting like dogs, we'll deal with them. We can make a lot of money later."

"Damn, I've hit the jackpot tonight!"

(End of this chapter)