Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

He crouched down, grabbed his head, and said to him.

Gulu!

With Jiang Lai grabbing his head, Zhang Bao became even more nervous, swallowing hard and trembling all over.

"You know what? I was actually in a pretty good mood today, but you ruined it!" Jiang Lai said calmly.

After saying that, Jiang Lai let go of his hand again. He really had no interest in such a small-time thug and was too lazy to even make a move.

"I'm...sorry, Brother Lai!" Zhang Bao said softly, his head down.

"How many protection fees have you collected?" Jiang Lai asked casually.

Before Zhang Bao could speak, Jiang Lai continued, "I want to hear the truth!"

“They came from…that way, a total of 4!” Zhang Bao honestly confessed after hearing Jiang Lai’s words.

"What about before?" Jiang Lai continued to ask.

"Come on... Brother, this hasn't happened before. This is the first time, really, I promise!" Zhang Bao quickly explained.

"First time?" Jiang looked at him.

"Really, really this is the first time, Brother Lai, you can ask them!" Zhang Bao said hurriedly, a little flustered.

Jiang Lai looked at the group of people with their heads down, kneeling on the ground, their attitude of admitting their mistakes was quite sincere.

With more and more people gathering around, Jiang Lai didn't want to waste any more time with him.

"Okay, I'll trust you this once, but only this once!" Jiang Lai stared at him, nodded, and said in a calm tone.

Then he continued, "All the businesses you've collected protection money from, go back, apologize, and pay them three times the amount in compensation. Is that alright?"

"No, no problem, thank you, Brother Lai, thank you, Brother Lai!" Zhang Bao replied quickly.

"If I find you again, be prepared to feed the sharks!" Jiang Lai said calmly.

"I won't dare, I won't dare!" Zhang Bao nodded hurriedly and promised.

"Get out of here!" Jiang Lai said.

"Okay...okay, Brother Lai, let's get out right away, right away!"

Upon hearing Jiang Lai speak, Zhang Bao hurriedly led his henchmen away in a disheveled state.

At this moment, some neighbors looked at Jiang Lai with some surprise.

When Jiang Lai saw this, he smiled slightly at everyone, his expression innocent and naive.

Jiang Lai looked at the fat uncle who was standing there dumbfounded and walked towards him.

As a result, when Uncle Pang saw Jiang Lai approaching, he subconsciously took a step back.

Jiang Lai paused, immediately stopping in his tracks, a look of bewilderment on his face.

Jiang Lai shook his head and smiled at Uncle Pang, saying, "Uncle Pang, it's alright!"

In this society, the ordinary people's disgust and fear of gangsters are subconsciously ingrained in their bones.

Therefore, Jiang Lai was not angry about Uncle Pang's reaction.

“Jiang…zai, oh no, Brother Lai?” Uncle Pang hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He had overheard the conversation, including Jiang's statement that this was his territory.

In other words, Jiang Lai is also involved in organized crime, and he's a big shot here.

"Uncle Fatty, just call me Jiang Zai, it sounds more friendly!" Jiang Lai said with a smile.

"Yes!" Uncle Fatty responded.

"Jiang, are you from the Hung Hing Society, or a boss?"

Seeing Jiang Lai's harmless expression and his polite manner, Uncle Pang returned to his previous expression and was no longer reserved.

"Haha, I am indeed from Hung Hing, but I'm hardly a big shot!" Jiang Lai waved his hand, laughed, and replied.

"Then what about them?" Uncle Pang asked, somewhat puzzled. In his opinion, Jiang Lai didn't seem like a gangster boss.

"They're just a bunch of kids pretending to be Hung Hing members. Turns out, the fakes met the real deal!" Jiang Lai said with a laugh.

"Oh, I see!" Uncle Pang looked enlightened after hearing Jiang Lai's words.

"Damn it, how dare they impersonate Hung Hing members to scare me! Next time I run into them, I'll break their legs!" Uncle Fatty said, straightening his back and speaking with great pride.

Jiang Lai smiled slightly. Although it was just a small incident, he found it quite amusing to look at Uncle Pang's expression.

Chapter 24 Abu

After leaving Uncle Pang's offal shop, Jiang Lai walked alone on the bustling street.

If it weren't for those few scoundrels causing trouble, he would be in a pretty good mood today.

To dare to impersonate a member of Hung Hing and collect protection money on his territory is undoubtedly a provocation against him.

Even if Jiang Lai were to break his arms and legs, it wouldn't be excessive.

However, Jiang Lai chose to let him go, not because he was soft-hearted, but mainly for two reasons:

First, there was A Bao's attitude of admitting his mistake, his trembling body, and the fact that the people he brought were all immature kids, at the age of rebellion and yearning for arrogance. Jiang Lai could understand that.

Secondly, gangsters collect protection money in order to make a living. Not all petty thugs can become gang members; the vast majority are people from the bottom of society trying to make a living.

Large entertainment venues, lucrative gambling dens, and foot massage parlors are mostly controlled by various gangs, while the remaining petty thugs band together in small groups to survive and can only bully small vendors.

Because it doesn't involve their own interests, and sometimes the organization needs these people, they generally turn a blind eye to such behavior.

Or some local bigwigs simply let them openly collect the money, and then hand over a portion of it.

But Jiang Lai wouldn't allow it, at least not on his turf. He wouldn't allow anyone or any force to collect protection money from these street vendors.

It's not that Jiang Lai is aloof, but rather that he has immense ambition. Sometimes, reputation and fame can play a significant role!

Jiang Lai knew that no matter what he did, he couldn't do without the recognition and support of the masses. Whether it was doing business or navigating the underworld, sometimes a very small detail could determine success or failure.

Jiang Lai took out his phone.

"Dongdong, spread the word: no one is allowed to collect protection money on my turf!"

"Once discovered, chop off their hands and feet," Jiang Lai said coldly.

"Understood, Brother Lai, I'll notify them right away!" Dongdong replied immediately after hearing Jiang Lai's words.

Jiang Lai quite liked Dongdong; he was quick-witted, didn't talk much, and was decisive in his actions.

Dongdong has strong execution skills.

Jiang Lai's words quickly spread throughout Mong Kok, and everyone knew that in Jiang Lai's territory, it was no longer a matter of just anyone collecting protection money.

As time went on, the news spread beyond Mong Kok, reaching many people in other areas as well.

Regardless of whether they thought Jiang Lai was putting on airs or had mental problems, no one dared to stand up and refute Jiang Lai's decision!

Although Jiang Lai is not yet the top leader of the Hung Hing Society, everyone knows that in Mong Kok, it is better to offend Sister Thirteen than to provoke the God of Killing Jiang.

The territory under Jiang Lai's protection can be described as one of the more prosperous commercial districts in Hong Kong. Although various entertainment venues, large and small, are now filled with people arranged by Thirteen Sister to watch over them, it is still inevitably a mixed bag, with various forces intertwined.

But Jiang Lai didn't care at all; if anyone dared to reach out, he would just chop them up.

Besides those in the underworld, the news also reached many ordinary people, and their goodwill towards Jiang Lai increased dramatically, even though most of them had never met him.

But after Jiang Lai spoke up, the thugs who had bullied them disappeared, which earned them the gratitude and respect of many small vendors.

To be honest, in Jiang's view, Hong Kong in this era was a land of opportunity, and he had absolutely no need to be greedy for such a small amount of protection money.

In Hong Kong during the 1980s, there were many profitable businesses, such as real estate, finance, import and export, etc.

These industries are extremely profitable, and can even make people rich overnight.

However, Jiang Lai will not consider any of these things now. He lacks the strength in real estate, he doesn't understand finance, and he has no connections or channels for import and export.

However, besides these, some other industries are also booming, such as the clothing and film and television industries.

As people's living standards improve, the demand for clothing is also increasing. Many people still wear clothes made in small workshops, which are mostly handmade and have outdated styles. They are also not cheap.

Speaking of the film and television industry, many popular figures emerged in Hong Kong during this era, such as Sammo Hung, Jackie Chan, and Chow Yun-fat. They all began to make their mark in this era, and the business opportunities in the film and television industry were immense.

Jiang Lai calculated his own funds. With the five million given to him by Thirteen Sister, he had about ten million in total. This should be enough to meet the basic requirements for both the clothing and film industries.

After some consideration, Jiang decided to start with clothing. He would first acquire a factory, then introduce new equipment and designers, combining independent innovation with OEM manufacturing.

Jiang Lai didn't have big ambitions. He wasn't thinking about winning the lottery or getting rich overnight by picking a miracle stock. Although the manufacturing industry was slow-paced, it was reliable and down-to-earth.

Standing at the forefront of this era, even a pig can get rich.

Just as Jiang Lai was envisioning his future money-making plans, he suddenly spotted a figure in the crowd.

The man was wearing a light gray jacket, casual jeans, and white sneakers. He had a wolf fang pendant hanging from his chest and was carrying a black leather tote bag.

They always maintained a vigilant and alert attitude, as if they were ready to deal with danger at any time.

The man had a cold expression and a chilling murderous aura in his eyes as he cautiously and quickly moved through the crowd.

Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed into Jiang Lai's mind. He narrowed his eyes and quickly followed.

Jiang Lai followed this person without making any attempt to conceal his identity.

Jiang Lai's actions were quickly noticed by the people ahead, so he changed his route and headed towards a dimly lit path.

Upon discovering that Jiang Lai was still following behind, the man casually tossed his handbag onto the ground when they reached the middle of the path.

He turned around and quickly attacked Jiang Lai. Jiang Lai then saw the man's face clearly and realized it was indeed Abu!

Abu approached Jiang Lai at lightning speed, his movements as agile as a whirlwind. Then, he landed on his feet, suddenly leaped up, and with all his might, threw a punch at Jiang Lai. Before the fist even arrived, Jiang Lai could feel the whistling sound of the punch.

However, Jiang Lai did not back down. Instead, he skillfully dodged Abu's punch by turning to the side. Abu missed his punch, but without hesitation, he kicked Jiang Lai's head with a spinning kick. Every move was deadly.

Jiang Lai leaned back slightly and simultaneously used his hand to pull and slap Abu's calf, interrupting Abu's offensive rhythm. Abu also used the momentum to do a backflip, lightly touching the ground with his toes, and pulled two steps away from Jiang Lai. Then he looked at Jiang Lai warily.

In a duel between masters, one can often discern the opponent's strength in an instant. Abu also realized that Jiang Lai's strength was not simple.

"Who are you?" Abu asked Jiang Lai coldly, remaining vigilant.

"Don't worry, I mean you no harm, and I'm not a policeman, but I really want to fight you!" Jiang saw Abu's wariness and said.