Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

Just as Da Xi hung up on Xiang Qiang, Liu Mingqiang called again. Liu Mingqiang didn't waste any words with him and told him directly that someone would be asking questions at the Xinji Restaurant for breakfast at eight o'clock the next morning. He then hung up, not giving Da hope any chance to ask any further questions.

"Fuck your mother!"

Da hope slapped his thigh in frustration, smoothed his hair, and realized that Liu Mingqiang's goods had been dumped, leaving him with a huge burden of blame. Everyone was coming to question him, and he was getting annoyed to the point of exhaustion!

7:30 a.m. the next day

Da hope arrived at Xinji Restaurant early to reserve a table. His gang of henchmen had basically filled all the tables outside the private room, and they were making a ruckus, demanding that the waiters bring them food.

The restaurant staff, whose service attitude was usually comparable to that of sales clerks in mainland supply and marketing cooperatives, didn't dare to give these thugs a hard time now. They were more peaceful, and the quality of service improved. Even when they were being called bastards, they didn't dare to talk back.

Because these gangsters really will take a knife and hack you to death!

Liu Mingqiang arrived at Xinji Restaurant in a Rolls-Royce. Bill and his group brazenly barged in, all dressed in suits and ties, except they weren't carrying cell phones.

The noisy gangsters outside, upon seeing Bill and his group's arrogant attitude as they entered, especially upon seeing Liu Mingqiang walking alongside Bill, all stood up obediently and respectfully greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Liu!"

Good morning, Mr. Liu!

Liu Mingqiang didn't even glance at the gangsters. He followed Bill and pushed open the door to the private room. Da Xi and Xia Qi were sitting inside. When they saw Liu Mingqiang and Bill come in, they immediately stood up to greet them.

"Mr. Liu!"

Da hope, who usually acts like a big shot in front of his underlings, became as obedient as a grandson when he saw Liu Mingqiang, constantly pouring tea and offering cigarettes to Liu Mingqiang and Bill.

"Bill, let me introduce you. This is Hua Qi, from the mainland," Liu Mingqiang said, pointing to Xia Qi and then to Bill. "Watson, this is Liang Qihua, from America's headquarters, here specifically to handle this incident!"

"Hello!"

"Nice to meet you!"

After shaking hands, the two sat facing each other. Da hope, wanting to ease the tension, said, "Mr. Liu, let's order something to eat. The char siu bao here is very..."

"Quiet down and sit down!"

Liu Mingqiang glanced coldly at Da Xi, who immediately gave a fawning smile and obediently sat down in his seat, not daring to utter another word. He observed the expressions of the others, ready to respond at any moment.

"Still haven't found out who did it?" Bill's accent was slightly distorted, and although it wasn't very clear, Da Xi still honestly answered, "Not... yet!"

"If you still can't find out by this time tomorrow, then there's no need to investigate anymore," Bill said, slamming the pistol from his waist onto the table, startling Da Xi into standing up.

Xia Qi looked at Bill's pistol and thought it looked so familiar. Then, after a moment's thought, he realized that it must be one of the batches that had been sent to Chen Dong.

"Mr. Liang, I... I'll definitely get someone to find out who did it. Give me some time," Da hope stammered, terrified. "I'm innocent!"

"I don't care if you're innocent or not, the goods are gone. It's on your turf, so you have to take the blame. Now get out of here and take your men to investigate," Bill's tone remained cold and ruthless. In his eyes, Da hope was already a dead man.

"Okay, okay, I'll go check right now, I'll go check immediately!"

Da hope quickly left the private room. After he left and there were no other outsiders in the room, Bill said to Xia Qi, "Tony sent us here to clean up the mess. The methods may be a bit bloody. If you have any disciplinary concerns or reservations on the mainland, you don't need to participate in the following operations."

Xia Qi smiled slightly. He understood what Bill meant. Smuggling these prohibited devices was already a huge risk. China wasn't worried about the news leaking out, since they were all banned anyway, and they weren't afraid that America or the Coordinating Committee would find out.

However, in the spirit of protecting the middleman Chen Dong, which is to protect China's subsequent equipment imports, Xia Qi also had the same thought as Bill: to eliminate those who knew about this matter!

Regardless of whether they leak information actively or passively, Xia Qi and Bill will not irresponsibly gamble!

Especially since these people are thugs with no moral compass!

Xia Qi smiled and looked at Bill, saying, "My mission here is the same as yours, but we didn't bring any weapons. I hope you can help provide some!"

"No problem," Bill agreed almost without hesitation. In Hong Kong, with the strength of the Hongmen, they could have as many as they wanted.

When Chen Dong returned to America, he stopped in Hong Kong during a layover. He left some of the weapons that China had given him as payment for the goods in a hidden warehouse in Hong Kong. Liu Mingqiang knew about this, and Chen Dong had also told Bill about it when he came.

"Our ship has already departed from Shenzhen and Hong Kong and should arrive at the port this afternoon. To avoid any unforeseen complications, we've already loaded the other containers onto the ship. As for the stolen chassis and manuals, we'll take them back directly by chartered plane once we find them."

"Can!"

Outside Xinji Restaurant, Da Xi got into his car and was about to leave when the strategist, White-haired Old Man, received a phone call. After answering, he handed the phone to Da Xi, saying, "Boss, Stubborn Ox from the 14th Guild says he wants to talk to you!"

Da hope snatched the phone and asked in an unfriendly tone, "What's up, Stubborn Brother?"

"Da hope, let's talk about the price!"

Da Xi was bewildered by Jiang Niu's abrupt and nonsensical remark. "What price are you talking about? Brother Jiang, are you still under the influence of drugs? Did you dial the wrong number?"

The stubborn guy on the phone chuckled, "Da Xi, stop playing dumb. Didn't you lose a batch of goods last night? You don't need to look for them anymore. Where are they? Someone used their connections to get me to arrange a meeting with you. How about it, are you in or not?"

Upon hearing this, Da hope was not angry at all; instead, he became excited. Suppressing his anger, he tried to speak more forcefully and said to Jiang Niu, "Brother Jiang, we're all in this together. Taking my goods and trying to negotiate with me isn't the right thing to do!"

"Hahaha! We're all just trying to make a living. You, Da Xi, are rich and powerful, and you've thrived thanks to Xiang Qiang. Your Flying Dragon Gang even protects the port. You have to give the others a piece of the pie!"

"Where do you want to talk?"

"I'm at Luk Siu Cafe in Tuen Mun right now. Come over, I'll wait for you."

"Okay," Da hope hung up the phone, slapped the driver's shoulder hard, and shouted, "Turn back, back to Xin Ji, quick!"

Ignoring the honking of horns from the oncoming lane, the car crossed the double yellow lines and forcibly made a U-turn. The taxi driver on the other side rolled down his window and started cursing at the departing car.

"You son of a bitch, are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?!"