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

Chapter 57 "57" They need to be alive to earn this money.

"Damn it, who gets their legs shaking as soon as they get out of bed? If this keeps up, Handsome Zheng will really become a soft-legged Zheng." Nan Zheng ran the water and looked at her heels, cursing.

I'm already this awesome, why would my legs shake after a couple of shots?

That's unscientific, completely unscientific!

"It shakes twice and then stops, and when I pee, it's still rock hard. It's so damn contradictory." Nan Zheng pulled up her pants and went back to her room with a sullen face.

Ruby was limp on the bed, too exhausted to move a single finger.

"Brother Zheng, something's happened at the venue."

"What is it?" Nan Zheng sat back on the bed, lit a cigarette, and looked completely confused.

"I'm still at the nightclub, what could possibly happen to me?"
Besides, are those friends you called in really useless? They can't even solve a simple problem!

“It’s not about the nightclub, it’s about our snack shop in Tsim Sha Tsui. Recently, several boutique snack shops across the street have opened, copying our business model. We call ourselves Delicious Snacks, and they call themselves Boutique Snacks; we call ourselves Delicious Iced Drinks, and they call themselves Boutique Iced Drinks… Now we’re being treated like a copycat, and a lot of our customers have been lured away,” Ruby said in a hoarse voice.

"Who told you?"

"Sister Min, she didn't see you, so she asked me to pass on her message."

Nan Zheng was also surprised that He Min was so magnanimous; instead of arguing when they met, she tried to solve the problem first.

Is this what they call a virtuous wife?

"Do you even know whose people you work for? Damn! You've gone so far as to copy my work! You've got some nerve. Making money by imitating me? You'd better be alive to do it." Nan Zheng sneered, her fierce aura suddenly spreading outwards.

Then I made a phone call to the magic lamp:

"Go find out who owns the boutique snack shop... Forget it, just smash their shop first! How? Do I have to tell you? Throw shit, piss, paint, whatever you have, make sure they can't open a single shop."

Why? He stole my business, so he owes me money! Does owing me money mean you don't have to pay it back?

Nan Zheng thought this was a good idea. It would not only squeeze the other party dry but also provide a reason to plant a flag, transferring money from one hand to the other, and all the money would be hers.

If you're not killing someone for money, then what's the point?

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Ruby and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"You just gagged me, how could I say anything?" Ruby hesitated for a moment.

"Is it still congested?"

Nan Zheng found her really interesting and immediately got excited, so she pounced on her again.

……

It wasn't until Wang Jianjun knocked on the door that evening, saying that Brother Ji and Fatty Li had arrived, that Nan Zheng finally went out, yawning.

Upon entering a private room, I saw two people: "Kiba, Divorce Bro, want to have some fun?"

"No problem, I'll pay for tonight's expenses!"

The two opportunists looked helpless when they heard that Liang Zheng, that bastard, had given them such a nickname.

But of course, it's always nice to get something for free.

After exchanging a few words, Fatty Li said, "Liang Zheng, I heard you started an underground casino? And the minimum requirement is for nouveau riche types?"

"Oh, you know that?" Nan Zheng said with a smile, not surprised at all.

If a venue has a good reputation, it's not surprising that word will spread far and wide.

"Liang Zheng, aren't you afraid of getting arrested by the police?" Brother Ji couldn't help but ask.

"What's there to be afraid of? We exchange cash directly before we come in, and we use button-colored chips for playing cards. If the cops want to come, then they can come."

At most, those who engage in gambling will only face fines and confiscation of their property.

No fine means you came for nothing.

"You're really something." Brother Ji immediately laughed.

Fatty Li rubbed his hands together slyly: "How about I get involved too?"

“Great! You invest ten million, and I’ll give you 49% of the shares.” Nan Zheng couldn’t possibly refuse such a good deal.

If I take ten million of your shares, they're mine; the remaining 49% of the shares will still be mine.

"Holy crap, ten million?" Fatty Li was startled and speechless.

"Divorced guy, really? No way?" "You don't even have ten million, so what are you talking about doing business? I drive a Mercedes now! You don't think I only cook simple meals, do you?" Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

"It's really expensive," Fatty Li muttered. Not having money was secondary; the most important thing was not knowing if it could even make a profit.

A boss like Fatty Lai only makes one or two million a month. He usually supports his underlings, keeps a few mistresses and Miss Hong Kong winners, and goes out to eat and drink extravagantly.

There's not much left after a whole year.

It's not that I can't spend ten million, but the problem is that's my life savings.

There are very few people in the entire industry like Liang Zheng who have risen to prominence so quickly and made so much money.

Fatty Li was envious of how quickly this guy made money and wanted to get some of it, which is why he came to cooperate with him.

"Divorce, bro, no rush," Nan Zheng said, patting Fatty Li on the shoulder with a smile.

"Besides, I know you're in the art business in North Point. You can't work with me on the casino, but you can take over the art business in the casino."

"How do we wrap it?" Fatty Li immediately became interested.

"It's simple. Just poach a bunch of busty girls and golden-haired lion queens from North Point to keep the guests company. As long as they're decent-looking, the winners will definitely spend all their money on the night."

Then we'll come up with a bidding system where whoever pays the most gets to book the top spot, like the most sought-after courtesan in a brothel...

"As long as a man's competitive spirit and desire to save face kick in, he can definitely earn no less in a month than he does at a casino!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Li's eyes lit up and he slapped his thigh.

"Liangzheng, that's a great idea!"

"It can make money from those who win and also encourage those who lose to come back. It's a win-win situation, like having both the King and Queen go up in one go."

"It's decided then." Fatty Li quickly made the decision, and Nan Zheng said with a smile:

“Okay, since Divorce Bro says we should go together, then let’s go together.”

"We'll talk about the details later, after all, we're having a great time today."

"That's exactly what I was waiting for!" Brother Ji shouted out with a grin.
"Give me ten golden lion kings, I'm going to pluck all their mane tonight!"

……

At the same time, the genie led a dozen men armed with sticks into the boutique snack shop.

As soon as he entered, he started smashing the furniture and glass without saying a word.

Several waiters were so frightened that they screamed in panic.

"Shut the fuck up!" Genie kicked over the tea table in front of him, and the waiters immediately fell silent.

"Smash the shop! Set it on fire!" Genie quickly ordered his henchmen, then turned to the waiters and yelled.
"Get out of here if you don't want to die."

"Tell your boss that if there's another instance of counterfeiting, I won't just smash up the shop, I'll smash up their whole house!"

Several waiters ran out in a panic; the store had been smashed to pieces.

Just then, a fat manager rushed out of the room, shouting angrily, "Who are you? Do you know who's behind me...?"

"I fucking don't care who's behind you!" The genie was full of malice. He suddenly raised his stick and smashed the fat man's head open. He then kicked the fat man, sending him sprawling into a trash can on the side of the street.

The two henchmen quickly poured in gasoline and set the entire shop ablaze.

The genie then led the people into the car and headed straight for the next boutique snack shop.

According to the information he found, the other party had opened five branches on the street next to Hung Hing.

This is the flagship store.

Within just one hour, several boutique snack shops were completely smashed and engulfed in flames.

Looking up from below, it resembles a fiery dragon, ferocious and menacing.

The scene is spectacular.

Once the group of Genie and his companions had walked away, the few employees from the main store dared to return to the street and find the fat man: "Manager, are you alright?"

Just as they were about to help the man up, the fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Don't move him, he's broken."

"Go get help! Go get help right now!"

(End of this chapter)