Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

And Tsim Sha Tsui, aren't we in Sham Shui Po putting all our resources into this fight to give Brother Wei the same pride he once had? And now there's still talk of you, Fat Deng, being intolerant and forcing Axe Jun to leave!

"Long Gen, have you talked enough?"

"not yet!"

As Long Gen spoke, he looked at the old ghost in green clothes, moistened his throat, and continued speaking.

"Old Ghost, I know that your position as the leader was given to you by Deng Wei.

But have you ever thought about this? When you were the boss, you worked so hard to manage the relationship with the maritime side and built a few docks in Tsing Yi. But when the docks were half built, the society notified you that it was time to hand over the reins!

Later, the stick and the account book were handed to Leng Lao. Leng Lao took the money and turned around to open a sand pit in Sha Tin!

I'm not saying anything bad about Leng Lao. I just want to ask you, when you earnestly asked Deng Wei for help, asking him to say hello to Leng Lao and continue to allocate some money to continue repairing those dock warehouses, what did Fat Deng say to you?

Did he tell you that each term in power has its own rules? "

"Long Gen! What on earth do you mean?!"

Fat Deng rarely broke down his defense, and he slammed the table and yelled, pointing at Long Gen's nose.

But Long Gen refused to give in.

"I don't mean anything, I just want to ask, you always talk about the rules of the club.

Are these rules yours, Deng Wei's rules?!

You can’t always be the only one who has the final say in Heliansheng!

If you want to remove Sham Shui Po, I will be the first to disagree! ! ”

After saying this, Long Gen gasped for breath, picked up the tea and took a sip, looking at Fei Deng with red eyes.

I have to say, I feel relieved after saying these words!

The fat on Fei Deng's face was trembling slightly, but after a moment, he calmed down and looked at Long Gen with a sneer.

"Good! I know that you, Long Gen, have recruited a conspicuous henchman, and to support him, you've thrown away decades of rules!

You have the confidence to challenge me, but the people sitting here don’t have such a conspicuous younger brother like you, Long Gen!"

"I'm picking! I'm going to make it clear today. Ever since I accepted A Yao as my disciple, he has earned at least five million for me in the past two months!

Zhong You, Chuanbao said that they wanted to set up a special minibus line, and A Yao took out the money without saying a word!

I want to ask you, He Liansheng has been the leader for so many years, is there anyone who can be as dedicated to the community as he is?!"

Having said that, Long Gen raised his right hand without caring whether Fei Dengtong agreed or not.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "I vote for A Yao!!"

Everyone in the room looked at each other, and no one knew what to do next.

Fortunately, in the awkward moment, someone came out to smooth things over.

"Okay, let's choose someone to take charge. What are you arguing about?

Long Gen, after all, we have all been taken care of by Brother Wei to some extent. Even if you want to support your own brother, there is no need to be so disrespectful to Brother Wei."

Long Gen was indignant: "After all this talk, why don't you just tell me directly, who do you prefer?"

"Me? Of course I choose Ayao!"

Chuanbao raised his right hand as he spoke, and immediately Fat Deng's face became even gloomier.

Are you kidding? The minibus line worth millions has already been arranged, and we are just waiting for him to cut the ribbon and open the business, and then we can sit back and collect the money.

If we give Fat Tang face now, I'm afraid Sham Shui Po won't give us face later!

Before Fei Deng could recover, Long Gen decided to press his advantage and set his sights on Mao Dun.

"Mao Dun, who do you choose?"

Mao Dun pondered for a moment, and finally raised his right hand with difficulty.

"A Yao has indeed made great contributions to the society. I choose A Yao!"

"Cold man?"

"Ayao!"

"Old ghost?"

"It has to be said that there have been only a few people who can defeat Xinji in the past twenty years, and Ayao is the only one!"

"Feihua?"

"I haven't thought about it yet..."

"Then there's no need to think about it. Six votes have already been secured. No objections. This time, we in Sham Shui Po will be the banker!"

Fat Deng was so angry that his face turned purple.

It seems that everything is as he expected. Long Gen has completed everything he should have done before!

It was not until Long Gen sat down again that he spoke, suppressing his anger.

"Long Gen, how about you be the one to choose the leaders of Liansheng from now on?"

"Anyway, your brother Wei has chosen you for so many years. As long as everyone has no objection, I have no objection!"

Long Gen has already unleashed his full firepower this time. Now that he has spoken out, he has made up his mind and there is no need to save face for Fat Deng.

When I heard him talk about those old and broken rules before, it didn't cause me any actual loss, and I didn't have the confidence to turn the table.

Now that he has the confidence and the stick is hitting him again, how can Long Gen be polite to Deng Wei?

You have to know that back then, relying on a useless official like Sen, he was still able to sit firmly in the third position among his uncles!

Fat Deng nodded bitterly.

"Alright! You've sold out the reputation you've earned as uncles for so many years just for the small favors you've received!

I don't know what you're thinking, I just hope that when no one takes you seriously in the future, you'll stop complaining! "

Fat Deng already knew that the prestige he had accumulated over the years had collapsed under the financial offensive of He Yaozong.

However, his words of forced self-preservation seemed insignificant to this group of people.

What are small favors?

Spending several million is just a small favor?

What does it have to do with them who is in charge of Liansheng?

Besides, these uncles and aunts are all elderly people, and the youngest is over 50 years old.

How many more days can I wander around in this world?

What difference does it make whether the younger generation respects you or not?

It would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to make enough money for the coffin at one time, and then bury the coffin lid with yellow earth in the future, and not care about the flood!

After all, no one is like Fat Deng, who is almost seventy years old and can still act tyrannically in the community and have his way with the law!

Seeing that no one responded, Fei Deng's heart completely died.

He knew that after this match, the much-anticipated Deng Wei of Liansheng would no longer exist.

His right to speak in He Liansheng will be taken away little by little by He Yaozong in the future until it is completely lost!

After decades of holding power, it is really hard to accept that it will suddenly disappear into thin air!

But before he could finish his melancholy, he heard Long Gen preaching again.

"Brother Wei, you're already old, I suggest you worry less.

Back when you weren't in charge of Liansheng, no one could survive!

A Yao was chosen by everyone, so you'd better hand over the stick and let me take it back.

From now on, you will still be the uncle who sits at the top of the Heliansheng group!"

Seeing Long Gen pressing on step by step, Fei Deng no longer cared about losing face.

He tightened his loose trouser pockets and then drooped his eyelids.

He said in a deep voice: "Since you prefer to choose Sham Shui Po as the banker, I will not break the rules.

I will hand over the stick, but Chuiji is still locked up in the cell.

According to the supervisor in Wan Chai, someone tipped off the police!

Since Ayao wants to be the one in charge, I have one request."

Long Gen was speechless. It was already this late, what on earth was Fei Deng planning to do?

But it was rare for Fat Deng to agree, so he had to ask with his nose pinched.

"Brother Wei, what do I ask you to tell me first?"

"Dig out the loser in the red shoes from the club and give the previous leader an explanation first!

When this matter is settled, I will take over!"

"What if we can't find out? Will we just break up with Liansheng?"

After Long Gen finished speaking, Chuan Bao quickly winked at him madly.

Among his uncles like Pingsu and Liansheng, Chuanbao considers himself to have the worst temper.

But compared with Long Gen who was in a bad mood today, he had to praise Long Gen for being sharp.

Ever since Fat Deng became the banker, no one from Heliansheng has dared to embarrass him like this.

Fat Deng seemed to have calmed down completely at this moment.

He folded his hands over his chest and said coldly, "If you really can't find it, I'll hand over the account book and the dragon head stick when my term as the blow chicken is over!"

Seeing that Long Gen was about to retort, Chuan Bao quickly stood up and grabbed Long Gen.

"Alright! Brother Wei has already agreed, so don't talk about it anymore.

I'm so angry, I'll go back and have a cup of cold tea first!"

After being persuaded by Chuanbao, Long Gen finally stopped talking endlessly.

He just nodded at Fat Deng.