Hong Kong variety show: I, Big Guy, didn't cheat!

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Ding Haokun was practicing his cultivation on the beach in Saigon when the phone rang.

"Who is it?"

"Brother Kun, this is Big D from Wo Luen Shing. Do you have time to grab a bite to eat?"

"Big D? I heard you and Luen Shing are electing a leader, and you're choosing between you and Lok. Aren't you busy with the election? How come you have time to have dinner with me?"

"It's about the election. Can we talk about it in person?"

"Sure, if Brother D asks, I'll definitely give him face. I'm in Saigon right now, how about you come to He Ji Seafood over here? I'll have the whole place to myself, it's quiet enough, how about that?"

"No problem, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Haokun sighed. The energy in Hong Kong was actually too thin. Why wasn't he made of steel and able to absorb the sun's energy? He couldn't really go to the deep mountains and forests in the north, could he?

An hour later, at the entrance of He Ji Seafood, Big D arrived with his wife in a Mazda, driven by Long Hair. It seemed that they were being very careful about this meeting and did not bring any of their other henchmen.

Entering the private room, Ding Haokun tossed a cigar over. "Big D, you seem really angry. Is it because you were stuck in traffic in your Mazda?"

"Damn it, of course I'm furious! That bastard Uncle Deng, two years ago he said I wasn't qualified enough and picked some useless braggart to take the position. Now he's saying I'm not suitable, talking about how the gang needs to maintain balance, and wants to put Ah Lok in charge. He's a real scoundrel!"

His wife tugged at him, but Big D ignored her, took a puff of his cigar, and said with a very displeased expression, "Brother Kun is one of us! Everything we sell in Tsuen Wan is supplied by Brother Kun's factory!"

"Hehe, you're right. We're on the same side, at least more so than Uncle Deng. Actually, if you don't get elected this year, you'll have even less chance in the future, or you'll never have a chance at all."

"Impossible! My Big D has plenty of manpower and money, and a powerful backer. Why shouldn't I be promoted? The Wo Shing needs me to be in power before there's any room for growth!"

"Does this have anything to do with those uncles? Or with Uncle Deng? They might die any day now. How strong is Lian Sheng? What benefits could they possibly gain?"

"And you've been very disrespectful to these uncles. I heard you beat up the cripple from Qingshan Road and just brushed it off, didn't you?"

"Damn it, you can't blame me for this. There are so many people in Hong Kong, and so many uncles in the Wo Luen Shing triad. How was I supposed to know he was from Wo Luen Shing if he didn't give his triad name?"

"Look, you're saying this to me too, so you're not giving those uncles any face, are you? You're already this arrogant before you've even become the boss. If you do become the boss, won't you be riding roughshod over them?"

"Damn it, don't push me too far. If you push me too far, I'll create a Sun Wo Luen Shing!"

This time, Sister-in-law D couldn't take it anymore. "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense. What 'Sun Hung Kai Properties'? If you really do that, they will definitely use this as an excuse to get rid of you completely!"

Ding Haokun laughed and said, "Sister-in-law D, I think Brother D is right. Since we can't become the boss anyway, instead of being suppressed by them, we might as well flip the table and strike first."

"Brother, you're the kind of person I like best. How should we strike first?"

"Let's take care of those uncles first. They're a bunch of old geezers. The gang not only provides for their old age, but they also want to control the gang. They're courting death."

You provide the money, I'll get someone to do the work. Five hundred thousand for one uncle, guaranteed to be clean, no one will know it was you who did it.

Those like Longgen, Chuanbao, and Laogui En, who have powerful underlings, will each receive one million. As for Uncle Deng, two million will be a clean and efficient settlement, leaving no future trouble.

After that, regardless of whether they think you did it or not, without any evidence, they won't dare to do anything to you. At that time, you can take over directly without needing Sun Wo Shing.

If you're still not convinced, the most powerful people in your group are actually Fish Head Brand, who sells drugs in Lei Yue Mun, and the Tai Po Blacks, who sell ecstasy in Tai Po. Each of them costs two million, and I can take care of them for you.

"Besides Ah Lok, who else can compete with you? That bastard only has three lousy bars in Tsim Sha Tsui and that run-down place in Jordan. He has no money and no manpower. You can't handle that, can you?"

Big D exhaled a puff of smoke, tilted his head back with an air of arrogance, and said, "How could that be? Don't even mention one Ah Lok, I could handle ten Ah Loks!"

Sister-in-law D, however, remained calm. "Brother Kun, I know your men are strong, but isn't 500,000, 1 million, or 2 million per person too expensive? If that's the case, I might as well hire Black Rat!"

Ding Haokun smiled indifferently, "Sister-in-law D is right, the black rats are indeed cheap, but what if they fail, especially if Uncle Deng is not dead? Do you think you still have a chance?"

Then you'll be considered traitors to the triad, deserving of everyone's wrath, and no triad will dare to take you in if you want to switch sides. Tsuen Wan is indeed a large area with a lot of members, but when you add in the other branches of the Luen Shing triad, the numbers are still considerable, aren't they?

Especially that good-for-nothing Ah Le, he'll definitely seize the opportunity to kill you. Can you handle it?

Furthermore, what about smaller triads like Hung Lok, Hung Yee, and Hop To? Won't they take advantage of the conflict between Wo Luen Shing and you to try and grab a share of the spoils? Even ants can kill an elephant, let alone you who aren't even elephants. Can you withstand it?

"Brother Kun, are you sure you can take us all by force?" Sister-in-law D asked with a smile.

"I wouldn't call it taking advantage of you. When we're out in the game, we're all after fame or money. I don't lack fame. Even high-ranking police officers these days call me Mr. Ding. And I won't complain about the money."

"If you don't think it's right, you don't have to cooperate with me. I'm very discreet and won't go around saying anything. But let me make this clear: even if you spend money to bribe those uncles, without Fat Deng's approval, your chances of getting promoted are very slim."

Big D's expression was grim. "Damn it, that old bastard Fatty Deng won't let me take over, so I'll kill him. Brother Kun, I'll cooperate with you, when are we going to make our move?"

"How long until the election?"

"In two weeks, there will be a meeting at headquarters where the uncles in Hong Kong will vote to elect a new leader!"

"There's still time. First, have someone contact those uncles who aren't in Hong Kong and trick them all into coming back, ostensibly to help you with the election. At the same time, get their contact information or home addresses so my people can take action."

"Once we have this information, my men can take care of them overnight, once and for all, eliminating any future troubles! After that, you won't have any uncles from the Wo Shing Wo organization, and all that talk about biennial elections is no longer relevant—the Wo Shing Wo can even change their surname to Lei!"

The couple exchanged a glance, and Big D couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, what the hell is this biennial election? From now on, I'm going to take the surname Lei from the SUPP, and I want people to call me Mr. Lei!"

"Should I remove the fish head mark and the Tai Po black fish for you?"

Big D's wife spoke first, "Get rid of them. We're getting closer and closer to 1997. We need to clean up our act. We can't keep Wo Shing for Western medicine." It has to be said that Big D wasn't very bright, but Big D's wife was a very intelligent and farsighted woman.

"Alright, two million it is. After we find out their whereabouts, we'll work with those uncles and take them down in one night!"

"Tai Po Black is fine, but Fish Head Mark is no good. That old guy never goes ashore; he's always on a boat in Lei Yue Mun. There are fishing boats all over there. If I hadn't contacted him in advance, I wouldn't have known which boat he was on."

"That's easy. Just give me the phone number for Fish Head, and I'll call him and tell him I need him to help me move some things. He'll definitely come!"

"In a word, absolutely amazing!"

Ding Haokun chuckled, "Absolutely. When it comes to murder for money, I'm a professional!"

The couple exchanged a glance, speechless and unsure what to say, making it difficult to comment.

Just as the four were eating seafood and celebrating their successful collaboration, Stephen Chow and Uncle Da finally found those foreign devils with calloused hands at Adam Smith School.

"Ah Xing, you've struck gold! Those foreign devils are really going after the school. I know this school; it's full of rich people, and a lot of their children are foreigners. Many of their families are high-ranking officials!"

"If we take these students hostage, it'll shake even John Bull's side! Let's hurry and find Huang Bingyao. Even though he's retired, he still has connections and can help us contact the new police chief!"

"Wait!" Stephen Chow grabbed Uncle Da's arm. "What's the point of finding him now? There's no evidence, and we might not even believe him. Even if he does believe us, if someone else takes over, will we still get any credit?"

"That's true. So what do you want to do?"

"Of course, it's our old job: going undercover in schools."

"Seriously? Another undercover operation? What about my job in Edinburgh? How am I supposed to get in without the police's help?"

"Damn, am I good at studying? As for you, why don't you just try to get an interview for a school janitor position here?"

"Okay, I'll give it a try. But without the police's help, and looking so, well, mature, do you think they'll let you in? And I should warn you, the tuition here is very expensive. Are you sure you can afford it?"

Stephen Chow gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'll do anything for a promotion and a raise! I have a nice set of stuff at home that could be sold for hundreds of thousands. I don't believe they won't make money if they can."

"You should have said so earlier. I didn't expect you to be so wealthy. Then there's no problem. They definitely won't refuse if you use money to pave the way."

That evening, in the largest private room of the Haotian Building KTV, Ding Haokun looked at the newly arrived sound system and felt a sense of awe and wonder.

"Ah Jin, this thing looks really cool, it must be expensive, right?"

"Yes, I bought it from a private seller for 200,000 yuan. I originally wanted to take it home as a keepsake, but Sister Hong and Amin saw it and said it would be perfect for the VIP box, it would be very stylish, so I kept it."

"Okay, since it's for public use, remember to get reimbursed by the finance department." For some reason, he felt that the set of things in front of him looked very familiar.

It has to be said that, apart from the price, these expensive products have no flaws. The sound quality is truly exceptional – sweet highs, accurate mids, and powerful lows; in short, crystal clear!

The next day, Stephen Chow was dumbfounded. Standing in the principal's office, the 200,000 yuan he had just received was barely warm in his hands, and with his 50,000 yuan in savings, it was just enough to pay the entrance fee and tuition.

His hands were trembling as he paid the money, constantly reminding himself that this was a necessary sacrifice for a promotion, a raise, marrying a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reaching the pinnacle of life.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, he signed the school admission notice and handed over the money.