Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"What property distribution agreement should be made?"

"hehe!"

Tang Judy laughed at herself.

"His agreement is outrageous. It clearly states in black and white that if I die, all my property will go to him.

If anything happened to him, all his property would be donated to the Social Service Association.

He has been living a life of luxury and debauchery outside these years, and I have been managing the group's business. Maybe he is afraid of me, otherwise I don't know how he could come up with such a vicious agreement!

We are husband and wife after all, it's really funny to say it out loud!"

He Yaozong frowned: "Sister Judy, you wouldn't be so foolish as to sign this contract, would you?"

"No! How could I possibly sign it?"

"Just don't sign it."

He Yaozong laughed and then laughed.

"Why do I feel like... we're like adulterers gathering together to plot the murder of their own husbands?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Tang Judy glared at He Yaozong, but her expression also became slightly relaxed.

“I think Wang Baiwan is having an affair with someone else outside, and they are working together to plot against me!

Otherwise, how could he come up with this kind of agreement? This is all the company's money.

He never thought about how he would have had so much money to live a carefree life outside these years without me running the company.

He Yaozong was not worried at all about the two difficulties Tang Judy encountered.

Let’s not talk about Huo Zhaotang. Now people like Qiu Gangao are busy arranging his funeral arrangements.

As for Wang Baiwan, He Yaozong had no interest in this man whom he had never met before.

Tang Judy just needs to wait patiently.

When the yandere Cheng Wenjing takes action, she will naturally help her get rid of her husband who has become her enemy.

But now this guy actually dares to jump out and block his way to wealth at the critical moment?

He Yaozong had to consider whether he should add fuel to the fire on Cheng Wenjing's side.

"Sister Judy, if you trust me, then go ahead and think of a way to take down that piece of common land that's in the middle.

I can promise you now that the land deeds I own in Dongcheng District will always be kept by Huasheng Real Estate.

If you're really worried, you can arrange for someone to draft a contract now, and we'll sign and seal it so everyone has peace of mind!"

Tang Zhudi's eyebrows moved and she looked at He Yaozong deeply.

"Do you trust me so much? I don't mind, but I'm afraid that if your funding chain is really blocked, your land will rot in your hands."

"It's about making friends and being sincere. Besides Huasheng Real Estate, I don't have a better partner.

I might as well gamble with you this time. If you win, you will be rich and powerful!"

Staring at He Yaozong's clear eyes, Tang Judy bit her lips.

"Okay! Since you trust me so much, I have nothing more to say!

Hey, let’s talk about something lighter. Have you tried Almas caviar?

It’s available at Paul Bocuse restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui and it tastes really good!

"Then what else is there to say? I'd even be happy to eat fish scales just to have a meal with a wonderful person like Sister Judy!"

……

Tsim Sha Tsui, Hung Hom Harbour Link, a seaside French restaurant.

As the elegant violin music sounded, He Yaozong leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and looked into the distance at the blue sky and white clouds and the rippling blue sea.

This is the place that Fat Deng dreams of taking back.

Since the founding of Hong Kong Island, Tsim Sha Tsui has always been a fascinating place for community members, a place of drama and excitement!

It's simple, there is a dock here, and the early community relied on the dock to support so many laborers.

Laojia needs to load goods from the sea, so it also needs a dock.

As time goes by, the ways in which societies make money have become more diverse.

But Lao Jia, who has lost his fans, has always insisted on holding on to this position.

The small town of Tsim Sha Tsui has seen countless people gather and disperse over the past few years.

Out of ten companies with the same name, eight of them are fans...

"Sorry to bother you two."

A waiter brought a precision jewelry scale and placed it on the table.

Then he took out a small can of caviar from the dining cart nearby, picked up a golden bottle opener, and opened the sealed box of caviar.

Then he took out a golden spoon and carefully transferred the caviar from the jar onto the jewelry scale.

As if remembering something, He Yaozong couldn't help but sneer.

But he did not act arrogantly, instead it was Tang Judy who spoke up.

"No need for a scale, just leave the whole can here."

He took the box of caviar and sent the waiter away.

Tang Judy stood up herself, picked up a spoon and poured most of the can into He Yaozong's plate.

She then poured He Yaozong half a glass of decanted red wine.

They clinked glasses, took a small sip, and the sunlight streaming through the glass made Tom and Judy's face flush red.

For a moment, He Yaozong was a little suspicious. Is Tang Zhudi a young woman who has regained her youth?

"Ayao, there's actually one thing I haven't told you."

"What?"

"That night at the hotel, I asked the front desk to arrange the room.

Wang Baiwan was sobering up in the next room at the time, and for the first time I felt that fairness and justice could be such a satisfying thing!

He Yaozong couldn't help but curl his lips.

"I didn't expect Sister Judy to have this kind of habit. Next time you have a chance, remember to call me again."

After finishing the meal and seeing off Tang Judy, He Yaozong followed her out of the restaurant and walked towards the side of the road.

Xiwei had already arranged for someone to drive a car and wait on the roadside for a long time.

Just as Xiwei got out of the car and walked towards He Yaozong, a pedestrian with a hurried look suddenly ran out from a corner and bumped into Xiwei unexpectedly.

Xiwei was knocked back two steps.

"Hey! Are you blind?!"

The man's hair looked a little greasy and his beard was untidy. He was wrapped in a leather jacket even in the hot weather.

This look made He Yaozong look at him a few more times.

In response to Xiwei's rebuke, the man simply paused slightly and bowed to Xiwei.

"Excuse me!"

Then he quickened his pace and waved to stop a taxi on the side of the road.

After getting in the taxi, it turned around and headed straight towards the cross-harbour tunnel.

Xiwei couldn't help but mutter in confusion, then walked up to He Yaozong.

"Brother Yao, is this person in a hurry to reincarnate?"

He Yaozong shook his head.

"Maybe he's in a hurry to send someone off to be reincarnated."

"leave!"

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, He Yaozong was about to go to Bowl Lane for a sauna when he suddenly received a call from Ahua.

The person on the other end of the phone told him that the police on Temple Street were going crazy.

Groups of police officers were checking license plates everywhere in Temple Street, and many places were ordered to turn off the lights, which caused panic among the people in Temple Street.

He Yaozong did not suspect anything and immediately called Xiwei and drove him to Temple Street first.

When we arrived at Jinbala Nightclub, there were still many police officers inside checking the IDs of the guests one by one.

If this continues, the business in this place will be in decline for a long time.

Feisha, however, was sitting on a sofa at the door of Jinbala, holding a cigarette in his mouth, directing his subordinates to do their work.

Seeing He Yaozong coming upstairs, he also put out his cigarette and stood up to greet He Yaozong.

“I know what you’re going to ask, but you have to understand!

"Brother Yi has personally ordered a cleanup of the places in Yau Tsim Mong. We have no choice but to follow orders!"

He Yaozong glanced into the venue and then asked Feisha.

"Sha Sir, which one of the losers caused this mess? To make Big Brother so angry?

The whole of Yau Tsim Mong will be turned upside down, and when that happens, these people will be left with nothing to eat and will cause chaos.”

"Whatever happens, it's none of my business!"

Feisha grabbed He Yaozong's shoulder and pulled him aside.

He immediately said, "At about 1pm today, at the Java Street Office Building in North Point, a senior inspector from our O-Triad A Section was thrown from the rooftop!

What is this all about? If we don't turn the world upside down, will we, the Organized Crime and Religion Society, still have any face left?

Tell me, what other clubs will be willing to follow us in our future endeavors?!"