Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"If Fatty Li doesn't want to go back, then let him stay in Thailand."

"From now on, I don't plan to leave him a seat in the Hung Hing triad!"

Chapter 142 Fat Sha: The boss said to remove the Wo Luen Shing signboard!

When Pason came out and relayed Jiang Tianyang's words to Fatty Li, Fatty Li was dumbfounded.

"Did Mr. Jiang really say that?"

“Mr. Li, we’re all acquaintances, so I might as well chat with you a bit more.”

Pason stood beside the stone lion at the entrance of the villa and spoke earnestly to Fatty Li.

"Mr. Chiang's elder brother has died, and now Hung Hing needs him to go back and take charge of the overall situation."

However, Mr. Chiang has been away from Hong Kong Island for so many years and has no roots in Hung Hing.

He definitely wants you to go back and work for him, but if you really have reservations, you can stay in Thailand.

These words immediately turned Fatty Li's worries into joy.

What was the point of all this? Wasn't it all to use his merit in following Jiang Tianyang back to Hong Kong, to stir up a bloody storm on Hong Kong Island, and to wipe away his previous humiliation?

"Please tell Mr. Jiang that I, Fatty Li, am grateful for Mr. Jiang's care for me in Thailand."

I do have some connections in Hong Kong Island.

"Now that I'm back in Hong Kong, whatever he needs from me, just ask. If I, Lai Chi-yin, even flinch, I'm not a real man."

Pasong nodded slightly and then responded.

"Mr. Li, I believe Mr. Jiang was waiting for you to say those words."

I'll go and tell Mr. Jiang right away!

A moment later, Fatty Li finally received permission to enter Jiang Tianyang's manor.

At this moment, Jiang Tianyang had already returned to the living room of the residential area.

His expression was neither sad nor happy as he poured a cup of Kung Fu tea.

"Fatty Li is here? Quickly check if my method of brewing tea is correct."

"I haven't been to Hong Kong Island for many years; I've almost forgotten how to brew tea."

Fatty Li leaned closer to the sofa and shook his head.

"Mr. Jiang, I usually drink coffee."

I haven't specifically studied how to pour Gongfu tea.

Jiang Tiansheng put down the teapot, pushed a cup of tea he had poured to Fatty Li's side, and then sat down as well.

"Then try this tea for me, how is it?"

Fatty Li picked up the cup of scalding hot tea, brought it to his lips, blew on it a few times, and then took a small sip.

He immediately felt something bite his tongue, and with a "pfft," he sprayed all the tea in his mouth onto the coffee table.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jiang, this tea... why is it so bitter?"

"It's bitter tea. The more bitter it tastes now, the sweeter the aftertaste will be later."

Jiang Tianyang beckoned to his henchmen to come and wipe up the tea that Fatty Li had spat out, and then spoke leisurely.

"Fatty Li, Chen Yao called me back this time, wanting me to return to Hong Kong Island to take charge of the overall situation."

To be honest, when I left Hong Kong Island, I was always resentful that my father hadn't passed the throne to me.

Now that I know my elder brother is dead, for some reason, I've lost all interest in being the leader of Hung Hing.

That's just how people are; something only seems valuable when someone fights for it!

Seeing Jiang Tianyang's sigh, Fatty Li took over the conversation at the right time.

"Mr. Jiang, you're living so comfortably in Thailand, of course you wouldn't trade it for a dragon head."

But Hung Hing is your father's life's work; if you leave it unattended, it'll be hard for other leaders to shoulder this responsibility!

Jiang Tianyang nodded in deep agreement.

“You’re right, but I can’t completely give up my business here in Thailand.”

"Hung Hing still needs you old folks to help manage things for the Chiang family. Fatty Li, do you even know who killed my elder brother this time?"

Fatty Li felt a chill run down his spine, but pretended not to know anything.

"Mr. Jiang, I just received word of this, but I don't know who murdered your elder brother!"

"Chen Yao told me that he died from murder by Wo Luen Shing."

The police caught a gunman at the docks, and he confessed everything!

As Jiang Tianyang spoke, he glanced at Fatty Li and saw that the guy was putting on a heartbroken look, so he continued.

“I know you have a grudge against the leader of Wo Luen Shing. The first thing I’m going to do when I return to Hong Kong this time is to avenge my brother!”

At that time, you'll need to publicly express your support for me in making this happen in front of all the leaders!

"Mr. Jiang, I am still a member of Hung Hing!"

Even if the people at Wo Shing Wo are innocent, I'll still stick with you to the end!

Fatty Li, his face flushed with excitement, made a solemn promise to Jiang Tiansheng.

Hong Kong Island, Lee Gardens.

“Mr. David, I won’t go in. Ms. Li is waiting for you in the living room.”

Li Yunlian's assistant led David Jordan to the living room door, then turned and left.

David didn't say much and went straight into the living room. When he saw Li Yunlian sitting on the sofa, he first greeted her politely.

"Good evening, Ms. Li."

"Mr. David, please have a seat!"

Li Yunlian looked somewhat haggard. After inviting David to sit down, she didn't exchange many pleasantries and went straight to asking about business.

"Any news from Zhikai's side?"

"That's exactly what I was going to tell you!"

David opened his briefcase, took out a document he had just received from the evidence department, and handed it to Li Yunlian.

Li Yunlian didn't have the courage to accept it, and just looked longingly at David.

"Sir, just tell me directly, is Zhikai still alive?"

David sighed and then took the document back.

He shook his head and said, "We found Mr. Li's brain tissue residue in an abandoned factory on Ping Chau Island."

However, these people cleaned up the scene very well. Now, the only thing we can be sure of is that Mr. Li has met with misfortune.

Ms. Li, I hope you can find solace in this condolence!

Despite having already made up her mind, Li Yunlian still couldn't accept the news from David for a while.

Her spirits deflated like a punctured raft, and she leaned back on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I had warned Li Zhikai not to get too close to the triads in Hong Kong, but Li Zhikai always told himself that the triads in Hong Kong were like vicious dogs that needed to be disciplined.

Now, if he makes one wrong move, he will end up dead and his soul will perish...

"Ms. Li, although our police force has no evidence, I believe you already know who the murderer is, right?"

David placed his briefcase on the sofa, interlaced his fingers, and continued speaking.

"The Political Department would be happy to step in and help your Li family avenge this."

"What does Mr. David need me to do?"

“It’s very simple. If Hysan Development has any projects on Hong Kong Island that need to be handled by these organizations, I hope Ms. Lee can give our Special Branch a heads-up in advance.”

"Does Mr. David mean that your political department keeps dogs and needs our Li family to pay for their food?"

At this moment, Li Yunlian was in no mood to have any roundabout conversations with David.

David waved his hand and said, "Ms. Li, don't say such harsh things. Your Li family also rose to prominence by riding on the coattails of Great Britain. We have never said that your Li family is a dog raised by Great Britain!"

This is simply to leave as much loyalty as possible for the Queen on Hong Kong Island; I believe the Queen will not forget the Li family!

What kind of dirty tricks do these foreigners in the political department do? They just like to use the Queen as a front.

Li Yunlian wasn't new to dealing with foreigners; she knew she was being watched by the Political Department, and whether or not she wanted to avenge Li Zhikai, it was no longer up to her.

She forced herself to sit up straight: "Mr. David, is this all we need to do?"

"Not only that, Ms. Li, starting tomorrow morning, the police will be conducting a long-term crackdown on the Wo Luen Shing triad."

With tens of thousands of members, Wo Luen Shing could easily disrupt Hong Kong Island's stability if their livelihoods were suddenly destroyed.

What the Political Department needs Ms. Li's help is to control the impact of public opinion as much as possible, and to join hands with major charitable organizations in Hong Kong Island to comfort those at the bottom of the Wo Luen Shing family.

We want the Wo Shing brand to disappear completely from Hong Kong Island!

Li Yunlian felt a chill run down her spine. The Li family knew that their family background was not clean, and they had tried their best to keep a low profile over the years.

The Political Department is trying to put the Li family in the spotlight again!

Putting aside the issue of reputation, just the fact that the police department is going to take action to destroy the reputation of a triad with 50,000 members means that the Lee family will have to spend a considerable sum of money to control public opinion and appease the lower-level members of Wo Luen Shing so they won't cause trouble!

But on second thought, donating some money to 'charity' could please the foreigners, earn the Li family a good reputation, and avenge Li Zhikai, so it might not be such a bad thing.

“Mr. David, what about the head of Wo Shing Pharma?”

What does your political department plan to do with him?

"He will be sentenced to at least ten years in prison for organizing triad activities."

Then he will die in prison from some kind of peculiar illness.

“I don’t believe it, Mr. David. You used the same excuse when you dealt with the Xu family of Xinji.”

As a result, Xu Jiayan only spent six months in prison, and now nothing's happened to him.