Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

After the two sat down, Amu took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Mr. He is truly a promising young man. He will surely shine brightly in Macau in the future!"

"Brother Amu, you flatter me. If I'm not mistaken, you're here to speak on behalf of the Number Gang, right?"

Ah Mu smiled, but did not choose to answer He Yaozong's question directly.

"Since Mr. He intends to do business in Macau, he must know how difficult it was for the gambling industry in Macau to develop."

In less than thirty years, Macau has been transformed into one of the world's premier gambling cities, its allure even surpassing that of Las Vegas at one point. The hardships endured are truly unimaginable to most.

He Yaozong remained silent, leaning back in his chair and waiting for Amu to continue.

"Haojiang made its fortune through gambling. The area is small, and hundreds of thousands of Haojiang residents rely on the golden brand of gambling and tourism to make a living!"

For the gambling industry to grow significantly, a stable social security environment is essential.

So much has happened in Macau these past few days! We welcome Hong Kong community groups to do business in Macau, but we can't let hundreds of thousands of Macau residents lose their livelihoods!

Amu was right about what he said.

In the early 1960s, although gambling had long been recognized as a legitimate industry in Macau, it was not as booming as it is today.

Back then, under Portuguese rule, Haojiang was still rife with all sorts of shady businesses, and the gambling industry was not yet a pillar industry in Haojiang!

Until the mid-1960s, the Portuguese killed a demonstrator during a crackdown, sparking an unprecedented wave of public opinion.

Finally, the northern warships sailed right up to their doorstep, and the Portuguese had no choice but to swallow their pride and admit their mistake. They dismissed more than a dozen high-ranking Portuguese officials from the Security Bureau, the Governor personally published an apology in the newspaper, and finally gave the victims' families a huge sum of compensation before the matter was finally brought to a close.

However, from that time on, the backbone of the Portuguese was broken.

The foreigners in Macau realized that they could no longer have the same bargaining power with the north as the British next door.

They simply delegated power, focused on making money, and stopped caring about the future of the Portuguese in Macau.

It was also during that period that the Portuguese issued the only gambling license in Macau to the Ho family.

Over the past thirty years, the gaming industry in Macau has been transformed into a pillar industry of Macau!

He Yaozong spoke up.

"I don't quite understand what Brother Amu means. Why is it that the Number Gang and the Water House have been fighting in Macau for so many years, but they haven't taken away the livelihoods of the people of Macau?"

"Our Hong Kong Island community has only been here for a couple of days, and you're already trying to ruin the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands of residents in Macau?"

Amu chuckled lightly: "Let me explain things to you more clearly."

You can continue your business in Macau. You can even personally meet with Hei Zai Rong to help him secure his position as the dealer.

The junket rights in Macau cannot be entirely owned by one person; competition is essential for vitality.

"Broken Tooth Koi will be back soon. I hope Mr. Ho will reconsider and not turn down money!"

Ho Yiu-chung raised an eyebrow. If Mr. Ho personally went to talk to Blackie Wing, then it would be obvious who would be the next chairman of the An-lo Association.

A single street market is far too insignificant.

Ah Mu may have sensed He Yaozong's concerns.

"Don't worry, sir, you won't interfere with Hei Zai Rong's cooperation with others."

"Since you're on good terms with Hei Zai Rong, his junket business can still take care of you and Luen Shing!"

"Brother Amu, could you please tell me who has such a great influence?"

"I'm sorry, I can't comment on that!"

He Yaozong had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Old Xu from Xinji had already discussed these matters with him, as he had learned from his own experience.

As the leader who controls the livelihoods of tens of thousands of members of the organization, the issue of 'patriotism' will inevitably be put on the agenda sooner or later.

He just didn't expect this invisible giant hand to arrive so quickly!

Fighting and killing on the ground in Macau is no longer solving many problems.

He needs to come up with a new approach to establish himself in Macau.

After pondering for a long time, He Yaozong finally looked at Ah Mu Ge, who was smiling.

"I'm quite curious, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you, Brother Amu, to say something like this to me?"

Amu's smile widened.

"I think Mr. He may have some misunderstanding about my appearance. To be honest, my grandfather was from Haojiang."

Don't let my Portuguese appearance fool you; I grew up speaking Cantonese!

From both a moral and logical standpoint, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with me coming over to act as a middleman for you and the number provider!

Ah Mu's words immediately confirmed He Yaozong's suspicions.

"Okay! Please ask Brother Amu to go back and say hello."

From now on, we and Luen Shing will just do our business peacefully in Hao Kong!

However, I've already stated beforehand that I won't offend others unless they offend me. If anyone tries to cause trouble in the future and doesn't want us and Luen Shing to contribute to the development of the gaming industry in Macau, then don't blame me for making things difficult for them again.

"I'll smash up the reputation of Macau and go back to Hong Kong Island to make a living on my own!"

Chapter 119 An old man who doesn't die is a thief; Uncle Deng, are you trying to save face for yourself, or should I help you save face?

So much blood was shed, so many people died, and some people spent their entire lives in Macau, only to find that what they gained was something that could be accomplished with just a few words from others.

After seeing Ah Mu off, He Yaozong knew that his trip to Macau was over.

In the past, Sun Kee negotiated a deal, giving up its territory in Tsim Sha Tsui, and he owed someone a favor.

This trip to Macau has left him owing another favor.

But even now, the people who did him these two favors haven't even shown their faces!

Standing on the helipad of the Willy Hotel, Ho Yiu-chung gazed at the boundless northern horizon.

Jimmy came to the rooftop to see them off.

"Boss, Uncle Deng has come to Haojiang. Shouldn't we wait for him to go back together?"

"No wait!"

"Should I arrange for someone to accompany Uncle Deng to the negotiations?"

"There's no need for that. Let him talk however he wants. It's not important!"

At this moment, the helicopter's rotors were already running. He Yaozong walked to the side of the helicopter and spoke.

"Jimmy, take good care of the junket business in Macau."

When I get back this time, I will remove you from the Wo Luen Shing triad's register. From now on, you will work for me, not for the triad!

Jimmy was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ho Yiu-chung in disbelief.

Honestly, ever since Jimmy started his business selling counterfeit goods in Ma Lan, not a day has gone by that he didn't want to get rid of his triad gang identity.

Unfortunately, he couldn't get rid of it. Without the support of a triad, his business simply couldn't continue!

But now... He Yaozong has just agreed to clear his name?

"Dragon Head, actually I..."

Ho Yiu-chung simply waved his hand, then patted Jimmy on the shoulder.

"Call me Yao-ge, it sounds more friendly!"

"Brother Yao!"

This time, Jimmy didn't hesitate at all. A look of joy appeared on his face, and he called out "Brother Yao" without any psychological burden!

“You can still do business under my name outside; I trust you.”

After giving Jimmy a final instruction, Ho Yiu-chung boarded the helicopter that had been waiting for a long time.

The helicopter then started up and flew towards the outer harbor terminal.

Fat Deng was unaware that his trip to Macau had completely taken a turn for the worse.

This negotiation with Hei Zai Rong is a matter of life and death for him.

In a Bentley, Fat Deng leaned back in the soft seat and couldn't help but ask the driver.

"Where is He Yaozong? Isn't he coming with me to negotiate with the waterworks this time?"

"Uncle Deng, the leader has other things to attend to."

"So he doesn't plan to send someone to go with me?"

The driver shook his head: "Dragon has said that you, Uncle Deng, should represent Wo Luen Shing to talk to Blackie Wing. He doesn't like having any irrelevant people around to disturb him."

"Damn it! This is a major event for both gangs. How could he, as the leader, be so careless?"

Fat Deng's words implied that He Yaozong was displeased that he hadn't arranged any exclusion for him.

In truth, he was secretly delighted, for it seemed that Ho Yiu-chung was indeed concerned about the affairs of Macau.

Even the henchmen who used to monitor his daily life were removed. While the feeling of regaining freedom was certainly good, his ambition to hold power in the Wo Shing Wo continued to torment him day after day!

At this moment, Fat Deng had only one thought in his mind—he had to deal with Blackie Rong this time!

The car carrying Fat Deng drove from the Outer Harbour Ferry Terminal all the way to the Triumph Hotel.

After getting out of the car, Anle's henchmen greeted him in the parking lot and led Fat Deng to a meeting room on the sixth floor.

Hei Zai Rong had been waiting there for a long time.

He was all smiles and had a ruddy complexion. When he saw Fat Deng enter, he immediately stood up laughing.

"Hey Wei, it's been so long! So long!"

He opened his arms and gave Fat Deng a big hug.

He then beckoned the henchman who had escorted Fat Deng upstairs to leave, and affectionately took Fat Deng's hand, inviting him to sit on the sofa in the reception room.

"Brother Wei, it's been years, but you still look as energetic as ever, getting more spirited with age!"

Fat Deng waved his hand with a smile: "Things are different now. I'm retired and at home, and there aren't many young people in the Wo Shing Wo that recognize me anymore!"