Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

"Brother Mo is joking. Your big shots' affairs have nothing to do with me. I'm just a hostess; I'm willing to serve any customer."

"I heard that Gentleman Sheng was pursuing you before he died. I thought you two were quite close!"

"Brother Mo is joking, it's all just rumors. He's just a regular customer," Ann said nervously.

Chen Mo seized this territory from Gentleman Sheng. If she were to get along well with Gentleman Sheng, wouldn't that just make things difficult for Chen Mo? Although Gentleman Sheng treated her well, their relationship wasn't that close.

Chen Mo put his arm around Ann, stroking her shoulder. "Really? But you've lost that regular customer. Want to find a new one?"

"Okay...okay. It's my honor that Brother Mo likes me," Ann said, sounding a little awkward.

"That's good. Come with me tonight." Chen Mo tightened his grip slightly, pulling Ann closer.

"Brother Mo, I...I don't go out with clients."

Feeling Chen Mo's hand gradually tightening, Ann struggled slightly and refused softly.

Chen Mo lifted Ann's chin with his hand: "What, you're so beautiful, it's a waste to be a goldfish?"

"Sorry, Brother Mo, I only accompany people for drinks."

"You can't earn much money just by drinking with customers," Chen Mo said sarcastically.

"I only need enough money; I don't plan to make a lot of money."

Chen Mo understood; they weren't short of money.

However, he figured they'd be short of money soon. Chen Mo remembered that Ann's brother, Beckham, seemed to enjoy playing mahjong and had even racked up high-interest loans.

"Fine, if you don't want to go out, then forget it. But at least you should keep me entertained while you drink with me, right?" Chen Mo wasn't in a hurry.

His hand landed on Ann's shoulder again, sliding back and forth on her arm. He couldn't take her out, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to take advantage of her here.

A woman like Ann, who has plenty of money, works as a hostess because she was overprotected growing up and is too curious about nightlife. She comes out looking for something new and exciting.

Seeing that Chen Mo no longer intended to forcibly take her away, Ann completely relaxed. Although Chen Mo's actions were somewhat excessive, she could tolerate them.

"Great! Brother Mo chose me, so of course I'll keep him company and have a good time!"

The two chatted casually and drank together.

Chen Mo would occasionally tease Ann with words, and his hands would constantly test Ann's limits.

Chen Mo is not a gentleman; he wouldn't do anything like sending flowers to woo a girl.

Since Ann likes excitement, let's give her more excitement. A girl like Ann won't refuse if you're assertive enough.

The bottom line is broken little by little.

More than an hour later, Chen Mo leaned back on the sofa, his hand already reaching under Ann's clothes through the straps, kneading her repeatedly.

Ann was held tightly in Chen Mo's arms, her face flushed red, whether from the alcohol or from being shy because of Chen Mo's actions.

At first, she thought it was no big deal to be taken advantage of by Chen Mo, but she never expected that Chen Mo would take such a big advantage of her.

It's too late to resist now; Chen Mo has been playing with it for quite a while.

At that moment, a younger brother hurriedly pushed open the door and entered.

"Brother Mo, the Dongxing people are here!"

"Oh? Who came? How many people did they bring?" Chen Mo asked.

"It was sand bugs that came, and they brought more than a dozen people with them."

"Alright, let the sand bugs come to me."

Chen Mo sneered, "Ah Jin, Airplane, guess what Sandworm plans to do?"

"I don't know!" the plane replied bluntly as always.

Gao Jin said in a deep voice, "He probably didn't come here to make a move, otherwise he wouldn't have brought so few people."

"You'll know when he gets here."

Chen Mo took his hand out of Ann's clothes, sat up straight, and waited for Sha Meng to come in.

Not long after, one of the henchmen brought Sha Meng in. Sha Meng's henchmen followed behind, but they stood at the door and didn't come in.

"Sand bug, it's so soon we meet again!"

Sha Meng shoved aside the henchman leading the way and asked Chen Mo, "Chen Mo, where's Sang Bo?"

"Sandfly, don't rush, have a seat." Chen Mo gestured, and a henchman who was sitting at one end of the sofa got up and made room for him. "Sangbo is still alive and well, but if you're not satisfied with the explanation you give me today, then things might change."

Sandman plopped down on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Chen Mo.

"Chen Mo, Sang Bo was just distributing goods at your place. He didn't cause any trouble or affect your business. There's no need to detain him, is there?"

"Did you arrange for Sangbo to come to my place to sell his goods?" Chen Mo retorted.

"So what if it is?"

Chen Mo sneered, "This isn't the first time people from Dongxing have come to my place. You should know my rules: no drugs are allowed in my establishment!"

Sha Meng chuckled and said, "Chen Mo, these places are just for you to keep an eye on. They're not your own bars, so why do you care so much?"

"By distributing our goods in bars, we can attract more customers, boost business, and earn more money. Why not?"

"Hung Hing has its rules, and I have mine."

"We're distributing goods in your territory, and your people don't even need to get involved, so you're not breaking any Hung Hing rules." Sha Meng held up a finger in front of Chen Mo. "I'll give you 30% of the profits, as long as you turn a blind eye and pretend you don't know anything, how about it?"

Chen Mo shook his head: "I think I've made myself clear. As long as it's my territory, I won't allow any drugs to appear."

Sandman frowned and said, "Do you know how much a 30% cut is? It's more than the protection money for three streets combined. Aren't you tempted?"

"I'm afraid I'll be childless if I make money this way, which is so unethical," Chen Mo said disdainfully.

"I won't say anything more. Sang Bo broke my rules, so you have to do it my way." Chen Mo called out to the underlings at the door, "Go and bring Sang Bo over here."

Upon hearing the order, the henchmen at the door immediately went to the private room across the street and dragged Sang Bo and his men over.

At this moment, Sang Bo's body was bound, his mouth was stuffed with a rag, and he could not make any sound. One of his arms was twisted behind his back, having been broken off by Chen Mo's men.

The other characters look almost identical to Sangbo.

"Chen Mo, how could you beat someone up like this!" Sang Bo slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

Hearing the commotion, Chen Mo's henchmen rushed in, as did Sha Meng's henchmen, and the two groups faced off.

Chen Mo waved to his underlings, signaling them to leave first.

"Sha Meng, Sang Bo broke my rules, so it was perfectly reasonable for me to break his arm. Not only him, but all the men he brought with him were the same."

"I've been waiting for you here today because I wanted to tell you this."

Whoever touches drugs in my territory will suffer the same fate, including the people from Dongxing. Understand?

"Fine! Fine! Fine!" Sandman pointed at Chen Mo, his face full of anger. "I've got this score to settle today, Sandman! We'll see!"

After saying that, Sha Meng had his underlings take the injured Sang Bo and the others and quickly leave the bar.