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

Chapter 233 "231" The Emperor of Hong Kong

In Tai O, inside a dai pai dong (open-air food stall), two young men were eating and drinking heartily, occasionally glancing at the distant pier, while three or four henchmen were constantly loitering nearby.

They seem to be looking for someone.

“Liang Zheng has sent people to guard the dock, so we probably can’t escape,” Lei Yaoyang said lazily.

"Damn it!" Cola cursed.

"How did that bastard Liang Zheng know we'd actually come to Tai O? Is she a god?"

"The fact that we were able to run directly to Tai O amidst such a large search by Hung Hing is even more like the work of gods," Lei Yaoyang retorted with a smile.

"Damn it, whose side are you on? If we can't get back to the Netherlands now, we're definitely going to die!" Cola was furious when she saw Lei Yaoyang's nonchalant attitude.

In fact, Nan Zheng was right. After running away from Fortress Hill, the first place that Kele and Lei Yaoyang wanted to return to was not Yuen Long.

Instead, they came to Tai O.

Because they knew Liang Zheng's personality very well, they knew that if they lost this battle, the other party would definitely try to kill her, so they had already made plans.

I never expected that Liang Zheng had actually planted quite a few people in Tai O.

It was all to block the entrances and exits of Dongxing.

After all, Tung Sing is a gangster group in Hong Kong Island, and they have a lot of criminal records here. Apart from flying from Macau, how else can they get back to the Netherlands?

"Thunder Tiger, tell me honestly, are you having an affair with Hung Hing?" Cola asked, staring at Lei Yaoyang with hostility in her eyes.

“I’m from Tung Sing, and we’ve had a conflict with Hung Hing for over a decade… You actually suspect me of conspiring with them? What are you thinking?”

"Then how can you be so fearless? We're about to die right now!" Cola cursed.

"It's you, not us." Lei Yaoyang tapped his cola and smiled.
"Do you think I came to Tai O today just to run away with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"The dinosaur is in my hands." Lei Yaoyang lit a cigarette, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes.

Cola's pupils immediately contracted.

No wonder, no wonder he was so fearless.

If they really have the trump card of being the leader of Hung Hing, then they really won't die.

At least exchanging with Liang Zheng could save both of their lives.

At least Han Bin is in Hung Hing.

Look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk's face.

"You mean you hid the dinosaurs in Australia?" Cola asked again. Although he was a former underground boxing champion, he wasn't stupid.

"Of course, otherwise why would I be here?" Lei Yaoyang stood up with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go see Boss Qing Yise."

"Tuen Mun Pure Suit! Look at that name, how powerful and domineering it is!"

"If it's all in your hands, what kind of strength can it have?" Cola couldn't help but roll her eyes.

However, Lei Yaoyang was really smart; he knew that Hung Hing had bases on the main island and peninsula.

There are also some in the New Territories.

Therefore, after dealing with the dinosaurs, the first thing they did was to move people to Tai O.

It's for saving your life.

Lei Yaoyang was also surprised that this trump card would be used so quickly.

It's just right now.

He intended to use this trump card to make Han Bin and Nan Zheng kill each other.

What kind of cowardly existence and lingering on... that's simply not in Lei Yaoyang's character.

What he wanted was to go on a killing spree.

……

Today happens to be the last day of the Young and Dangerous movie's run, which lasted for more than a month and grossed nearly 2300 million yuan.

There's no technology involved, just traffic.

It opened high and continued to rise; if there had been enough time, it would probably have increased by several million more.

The final three million surged within two days.

This also shows that the name Nan Zheng has become even more effective at attracting money.

After all, movies are realistic.

Nan Zheng was in a good mood, after all, this movie broke various records in Hong Kong, and it would probably win so many awards that it would be hard to keep up.

"Boss, the 'Young and Dangerous' movie will be showing in Macau and Taiwan in a few days," Fei Jing said with a smile.

“Next week, we will move the film to island nations, Malaysia, and Thailand, and we expect to make a lot of money back.”

"Is everything settled?" Nan Zheng asked.

"Everything has been negotiated. Old Shao is even more enthusiastic than we are!"

"That old bastard is quite sensible when it comes to being obsequious and knowing when to be pragmatic." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette, a smile curving her lips.

After the battle with Tung Sing, the underworld order in Hong Kong was once again disrupted.

Only the layout of Nan Zheng remains.

Basically, everyone who could fight, had a large number of people, and was rich was beaten up.

They're either chickening out or scared.

Now, companies like Tung Sing are involved in both, and they might even be completely swallowed up.

With this one battle, no one can question Liang Zheng's status in the martial arts world anymore.

There are even quite a few people now promoting the phrase "Emperor of Hong Kong Island".

Even someone as powerful as Haolong and Xiang Qian is only the Emperor of Kowloon.

It's easy to imagine how prestigious this nickname is.

However, Nan Zheng had no intention of unifying the martial arts world; that would be foolish.

He plans to support a few rivals and then gradually fatten them up.

Then swallow it whole.

It allows them to enrich themselves while also giving outsiders the impression that Hung Hing still has rivals...

Kill two birds with one stone.

"This is a new script. We'll find a few decent actors to play the roles." Nan Zheng took out a stack of documents and threw them on the table.

The movie "Young and Dangerous" has brought him a profit of over ten million.

If it becomes more like a fandom, producing some merchandise and posters, it could probably double its profits again.

Mindless fans are the ones who are valuable.

The comic book has been released, but there are only one or two volumes yet.

We have to take it slowly.

"What movie is it? Hmm? God of Gamblers?" Fei Jing picked up the script and was immediately dumbfounded.

"God of Gamblers Ko Chun challenges Chan Kam-shing to a duel, then falls down the mountain, breaks his head, and loses his memory... His cousin Ko Yee kills his sister-in-law and betrays his elder brother... He's utterly depraved..."

"Boss, this script is great, but have you asked the God of Gamblers?" Fat Crystal asked excitedly.

"Ask him? Do I need to ask him? Are you afraid of a defamation lawsuit? Just take pictures and that's it." Nan Zheng scoffed.

"Okay." Fei Jing nodded.

Actually, he was afraid that this movie would have a negative impact on Ko Chun.

Then she had a falling out with Nan Zheng...

However, it seems that Nan Zheng doesn't care about this at all.

Gao Jin might even have to beg him.

Fei Jing felt that she should just film according to the boss's instructions, and the rest was none of her business.

Not long after Fei Jing left, Tai Bao strode over, a cigar dangling from his lips. "Mr. Nan, Lei Yaoyang and the others haven't been found yet."

"Taibao, do you think this egg powder and that cola are gods?" Nan Zheng tilted her head with a playful expression.

"How could two perfectly healthy people just vanish into thin air while being searched by tens of thousands of Hung Hing members?"

"Even magicians aren't this awesome!"

“I’ve already sent people to investigate. If they’re trying to escape by boat, I’ll definitely get the news. Right now, no one can take on this hot potato, and no one dares to offend Hung Hing,” Tai Bao said, scratching his head.

He was actually quite puzzled, not understanding how the two of them had disappeared.

If we really knew that Lei Yaoyang and Kele jumped into the sea and swam away from Paotaishan, then it wouldn't be surprising.

However, a normal person wouldn't think of that.

Because it's far, it's fucking far away.

If Nan Zheng found out, she'd probably have to say they were really awesome.

The will to survive is surprisingly strong.

"Also, the old man with white hair in Tung Sing, it's said that he's now changed Tung Sing to Tung Ying... Just now someone called and said he wanted to negotiate with you." Tai Bao thought for a moment and then added.

"Peace talks? You're only talking about peace talks now?" Nan Zheng scoffed.

"They just start fighting whenever they want, and then they just start negotiating whenever they want? What do they take me for?"

"They really think honest people are easy to bully, huh? Can't they be reasonable?" Taibao: ………

He felt there was something wrong with that statement, after all, it was Nan Zheng chasing after someone else.

But it was Dongxing who initiated the duel.

I have a strange feeling about it.

“Let’s make another call and ask him what sincerity he has that he dares to talk to me about negotiating,” Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

He thought that the old man with white hair should be a conscientious businessman.

Since he's so poor, wouldn't he donate money to me?
Nan Zheng felt that he definitely would.

Even if we reach an agreement, it won't be a complete solution. We should first swallow up all of Tung Sing's businesses on the island.

Then let the New Territories Tung Sing grow for a while, and then swallow it when the time is right.

That doesn't seem like a bad idea.

……

In the afternoon, a stretched Lincoln stopped in front of the Night Never Ends nightclub, and the driver got out and quickly went to the back seat to open the door.

A man with graying temples, dressed in a black suit and looking meticulous, got out of the car.

"Mr. Guo, I've heard so much about you!" Nan Zheng greeted him warmly with open arms.

It gives enough face.

Guo Yingnan smiled and said, "Mr. Nan, I have long admired your name."

"Come on in, have a seat." After leading the person into the office and chatting for a few more minutes, Nan Zheng sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and smiled broadly.

"I wonder what Guo Sheng wanted to see me about this time?"

“Mr. Nan, haven’t I already said that?” Guo Yingnan said with a smile.

"Come on, your polite words are only good for dealing with other people, but with me..." Nan Zheng drawled, a sneer flashing across her lips.

Are you trying to beat around the bush with me?
You think too highly of yourself, don't you?

Guo Yingnan was also surprised that Nan Zheng was so direct.

Especially after the battle at Dongxing, his reputation spread like wildfire and became extremely famous.

I had only seen it from a distance before, but now that I see its true appearance, I realize it's only in its early twenties.

I didn't expect her to be even younger than I imagined.

Guo Yingnan was genuinely surprised.

“Mr. Nan, you’re a businessman who lives a life of luxury, that’s how we all used to do it… But luxury is luxury, and too much of it isn’t good for your health, don’t you think?” Guo Yingnan pondered for a moment, then gently reminded him:
"Sometimes simple meals may be tasteless, but they are healthy."

The underlying meaning of this statement is that your constant fighting and killing with Hung Hing has seriously affected the interests of many people.

It's time to stop.

However, few of those people dared to directly provoke Nan Zheng.

The only option is to send someone you have some goodwill to act as an intermediary.

"Guo Sheng, do you want me to stop?" Nan Zheng asked, taking a drag of her cigarette.

Guo Yingnan nodded without hesitation.

"But you know, if we stop now, not to mention whether I'm willing or not, my tens of thousands of employees wouldn't be willing either." Nan Zheng said with a sneer, as if to say, "Are you dreaming?"
"After all, tens of thousands of people have worked themselves to the bone to finally get their dividend payouts, and now you're saying you're going to give them a break? So they're not going to do anything?"

"Guo Sheng, do you think it's possible?"

"Or are you willing to give my employees some compensation?" Nan Zheng asked again.

If that's the case, then he won't hold back at all.

Eat Guo Yingnan's first, then eat Dongxing's.

Kill two birds with one stone.

As for what "stopping" means... Nan Zheng had never even heard of it.

The word "stop" doesn't exist in his dictionary.

"How much do you want?" Guo Yingnan asked, taking a sip of tea. He was actually considering it.

"My company has twelve board members, so ten million each isn't excessive, is it? And for full-time employees, not counting outsourced workers, there are seven or eight thousand. A few thousand or tens of thousands per person, that's not unreasonable either, is it?" Nan Zheng scratched her back, speaking casually.

"If you include the usual small benefits and paid leave... it's only five, six, seven, or eight hundred million."

"Guo is a real estate tycoon, he should be able to afford it, right?"

Guo Yingnan's eyelids twitched.

This isn't just asking for the moon; it's practically making demands out of thin air.

This also shows that Nan Zheng has no intention of stopping at all.

He doesn't give face to anyone.

“Alright, since Mr. Nan has made up his mind, I won’t say anything more,” Guo Yingnan said with a smile.

"However, Mr. Nan, you need to be careful... After all, the Li family is not the only one that has suffered heavy losses recently."

There is more than one Lee Ka on Hong Kong Island.

There are also many hidden families and powerful figures quietly raking in money behind the scenes.

"Of course, this is just a reminder, nothing more," Guo Yingnan added.

Clearly, they were afraid of being misunderstood.

She also understands Nan Zheng's personality very well.

"Don't worry, Mr. Guo, I'm the most fucking civilized and the most fucking reasonable person! If anyone is really dissatisfied with me, they can communicate with me directly. What do I care?" Nan Zheng laughed.

"Then what about my friend's friend..." Guo Yingnan said, stopping abruptly.

This refers to Chang Le.

He is a man of principle, always seeing things through to the end; he came here in the first place for this very reason.

In the end, of course, you should also help people solve their problems.

Even if the leader of Changle is several levels lower than him.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Mr. Guo to be so kind." Nan Zheng thought for a moment and then said, "Since Mr. Guo has spoken, I might as well give him face."

However, if Chang Le wants to continue living on Hong Kong Island, he has to satisfy me.

I'm not satisfied, and I won't give face to anyone.

“Okay, I’ll give him a reminder when the time comes,” Guo Yingnan said as he stood up, then took his leave of the office.

The favor has been granted.

Whether Chang Le can seize this opportunity depends on himself.

Guo Yingnan wasn't some great philanthropist; he always kept things within limits.

After Guo Yingnan left, Nan Zheng began to ponder the matter and felt that it was not so simple.

The main problem is probably that it's preventing him from doing business.

Putting aside other things, Guo Yingnan, as a big tycoon, also kept quite a few triads.

There are at least two hundred of them, scattered in various places.

Most of them have the character "东" in their names.

He took over almost all of the positions previously held by Liu Fu, the chief detective of the Chinese community in the 1940s.

Some of the gangs took over the business, some were in charge of operations, and some were responsible for overseas operations... In short, Guo Yingnan's business and scale were no less than He Xin's.

The purpose of my visit today is to see if I can resolve this matter.

Nan Zheng's attitude was unexpected; he really didn't give face to anyone.

However, this matter will actually be resolved in just a few days.

Since the top brass of Dongxing has been killed off, how many more days can they resist?

Sooner or later, it will be completely swallowed up.

But Guo Yingnan certainly didn't know any of this; he only knew that his losses were increasing day by day.

Nan Zheng yawned, just about to take a nap, when Tai Bao walked in: "Boss, there's another message from Bai Tou Weng."

"He said he was very sincere this time."

"What sincerity? That's pure bullshit!" Nan Zheng scoffed.

"The old man said he knows where Lei Yaoyang is... He also has a missing dinosaur to help you find him. I wonder if this is enough of a sincere offer?"

"What is that?" Nan Zheng asked in surprise, while Tai Bao nodded.

Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, never expecting that the old man with white hair would know about this.

It seems that old bastard has some tricks up his sleeve.

Then we absolutely cannot keep him.

The original intention was to kill Thunder Tiger and let that bastard go down with the dinosaur to live happily ever after.

And you're telling me you know where Lei Yaoyang and the dinosaurs are? And they're still alive?

You damn bastard, you deserve to die!

"Make a call and summon the old man with white hair. I need to talk to him," Nan Zheng said again, intending to poison him on the spot.

You can take your money and your mouth to the coffin together, isn't that perfect?
　My brain is acting up again, so the update will be a little late. Let's see how things go tomorrow; if everything's fine, I'll post a longer chapter.
　
(End of this chapter)