Hong Kong film: As a boss, I use money to make decisions.

Chapter 89 Brother Sen, this is a royal warrant!

At this time, Wo Luen Shing was going through a turbulent period.

As the first light of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon, all the branches of Wo Luen Shing received a major piece of news.

Sang Kun, a trusted confidant of the Mong Kok elders, was thrown off a rooftop in Temple Street.

Compared to the death of a gang leader, the fact that Guan Zai Sen was beaten up seems insignificant.

At noon, under Fat Deng's instructions, the messenger spread the word that all the Luen Shing executives in Kowloon should go to Mong Kok for a meeting!

Today is Lin Xiaoru's first day staying in Tsim Sha Tsui. She got up early and cooked breakfast with Tai Bao and the others in the room.

At 7:30 a.m., after Lin Xiaoru finished her meal, Taibao started the conversation.

"Brother Xiao, just as dawn broke today, the guy from the chicken-blowing company called me."

"We have a meeting at noon on Garden Street!"

"What kind of meeting is it?"

Lin Xiaoru picked up a cup of tea to rinse her mouth and asked casually.

"Last night, Mao Dun's trusted confidant, Sang Kun, was thrown from a building in Temple Street and died!"

Preliminary assessment suggests it was the gang from the Temple Street tobacco bar who did it. Mao Dun is furious this time, declaring that whoever avenges Sang Kun will receive half of Sang Kun's business!

Upon hearing Tai Bao's response, Lin Xiaoru couldn't help but smile.

Whoever can avenge Sang Kun will get half of the business. That sounds nice.

Most of the Wo Luen Shing triads are dirt poor. Don't be fooled by Sang Kwan's influence in Mong Kok. If he were powerful enough, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to steal cigarette smuggling business in Temple Street, only to be thrown off a building by the cigarette smugglers!

Now that Mao Dun has lost his most capable henchman, he is worried that he will not be able to hold onto his territory in Mong Kok. So he is pulling the triads together to hold out, handing over half of his business, which is better than having Mong Kok completely devoured!

"Tai-bao, do you know why Smoker was so determined to kill Sang-kun?"

"According to people from the Chik Kee area, it seems to be about competing for the smuggled cigarette business in Temple Street."

The people from Yanchanle leaked information to the police, which led to the police seizing Sangkun's goods. Last night, Sangkun went to Temple Street to confront Yanchanle and it seems that he even got into a fight with Yanchanle's people.

Then—Sang Kun died!

Lin Xiaoru nodded and didn't ask who had leaked the information.

Because he knew that the information was leaked by himself and Lau Kin-ming!

Of course, this information could also be leaked by Guan Zai Sen.

After seeing Guan Zai Sen and the people from Yan Chan Le borrow money in the casino, Lin Xiao Ru immediately began to devise a plan.

The plan is simple: if that bastard Guan Zisen doesn't behave, Lin Xiaoru will take his life and then do one last thing for herself!

She had long planned to have the plane take over all the tobacco and alcohol businesses in the Yau Tsim Mong area. Now that Sang Kun is causing trouble in Temple Street and Yan Chan Le, if it is revealed that Guan Zai Sen is laundering money from his own brother's gang, Lin Xiaoru doesn't even want to think how explosive things will be next!

Taibao seemed to have something else to say. Seeing that Lin Xiaoru remained silent, he hesitated several times before finally scratching his head with an embarrassed smile.

"Brother Xiao, there's one more thing. This morning, the gang of fish-killing men under Cheng went to Sham Shui Po to deliver fish and beat up Guan Zai Sen —"

"What? Is it too harsh?"

"It's not too serious, just a broken nose. Earlier, the people in Sham Shui Po called me, but you were sleeping, so I didn't want to disturb you."

Longgen told you that if you have some free time, you should go to his place for a visit.

"Damn! You only broke his nose? If Killer Fish Cheng's men had killed Guan Zai Sen, I'd have to think more highly of them."

Eye!"

After saying that, Lin Xiaoru stood up, glanced at Li Xiangdong and the others who had all put down their chopsticks, and simply waved her hand.

"You guys keep eating. Later, come with me to Sham Shui Po and see what Lung Gen has to say!"

Lin Xiaoru returned to her room and closed the door.

He immediately took out his phone and dialed Liu Jianming's number.

The call was answered quickly.

"Feed?"

"Inspector Liu, I have a question for you. Is the kickback this informant revealed on the cigarette smuggling operation the same as that of 'Number Four,' which is one in ten?"

"Oh, it's Mr. Lin. What, you want this commission too?"

Upon hearing that the call was from Lin Xiaoru, Liu Jianming immediately smiled knowingly.

For some reason, he now feels an inexplicable sense of comfort when dealing with Lin Xiaoru.

In the past, when he worked for Han Chen, Han Chen would either ask him to dig out the undercover agents around him or to submit the police team's action plan, which kept him on edge all day long, afraid that Han Chen would mess things up and he would be finished as well.

But after I started working with Lin Xiaoru, she not only didn't ask me what information I was digging up, but she also dropped bombshells on me every now and then.

Even knowing that Lin Xiaoru wanted to use him to suppress the opponent, he was happy to do so. He was a key member of the intelligence department, and this was a typical win-win situation!

Lin Xiaoru smiled.

"Yes, I'd like to know how much of that commission I can get?"

"A lot! More than the drugs we seized!"

Liu Jianming responded seriously, "However, this money is not from our police force. Customs and some tobacco merchants have set up special funds in our police force."

Cases like this, involving smuggled cigarettes worth over a million, are considered major cases. According to regulations, informants are entitled to at least a 20% cut based on the value of the smuggled cigarettes!

"Twenty percent, that's over two hundred thousand?"

"Yes! But to get this money, the informant needs to sign the report."

Two hundred thousand might be a lot of money for others, but Mr. Lin, you wouldn't leave yourself in the police's hands for two hundred thousand, would you?

"Inspector Liu is joking. Is it possible that I didn't take this money for myself?"

Liu Jianming immediately understood upon hearing this.

"Lin Sheng, who are you going to mess with? Give me their name, and I'll take care of everything perfectly!"

This is what makes Liu Jianming so remarkable. Having dealt with cunning old foxes like Han Chen for so long, Lin Xiaoru doesn't even need to say anything; he can guess what he's going to do.

Lin Xiaoru stopped talking and simply brought the microphone to her mouth, lowering her voice.

"Sham Shui Po, Kwun Tsai-sum!"

When Lin Xiaoru arrived at Tai Ting Tea House in Sham Shui Po, it was already 8:30 in the morning.

At this moment, Longgen was sitting in a tea room, pondering how to negotiate with Lin Xiaoru later.

He was not surprised at all that Guan Zai Sen was beaten this time.

Longgen had long wanted to remove this good-for-nothing from his position as the regional leader.

Jimmy came to see him again in the morning, saying that he had many business deals to do with Lam Siu-yu in Sham Shui Po and earnestly advised him to downplay the issue and let it go.

Longgen certainly wanted to minimize the problem and resolve it altogether.

However, no matter what, Kwan Tsai-sum is the nominal head of Sham Shui Po. How could he save face if he was beaten by the younger brother of another gang?

At my age, besides making a living, I definitely value my reputation too!

Just as Longgen was feeling agitated, there was a knock on the door of the tea room, and then Lin Xiaoru walked in from outside.

"Good morning, Uncle Longgen."

Upon seeing Longgen, Lin Xiaoru didn't stand on ceremony and stood directly opposite him, taking the initiative to pour him a cup of tea.

"Ah Xiao, there's something I'm not sure if I should say!"

"Please feel free to speak."

"Okay, then I'll say it!"

Longgen nodded, then said seriously.

"I know that Guan Zisen is a good-for-nothing. He did go too far. To put it bluntly, if you had hit him this morning, I wouldn't have said a word!"

But—but if you send a younger guy to beat him up, isn't that a bit unreasonable?

Lin Xiaoru poured herself another cup of tea and sat down.

He didn't respond to Longgen, but instead asked a question.

"Where's Brother Sen?"

"Knowing you were coming, I wonder where you ran off to!"

"So, how does Uncle plan to resolve this matter?"

Longgen thought for a moment, feeling embarrassed, and then spoke.

"I know your temper. Jimmy is still trying to make money off you, so I won't make things difficult for you."

Just find someone to apologize to Kwan Tsai-sum, then set up a dozen or so tables in Sham Shui Po to save face for us!

"From now on, the two branches will still be like brothers, and we'll all make money together!"

As Longgen worried that his request might be a bit excessive, he added a sentence.

"This is really difficult, but I'll pay for the banquet!"

"How can we let Uncle pay for this? This request is not excessive at all. We'll have the banquet tomorrow, and I'll come and toast you in person."

Lin Xiaoru said this with a serious expression.

"However, I also have a request. I would like to trouble you, Uncle, to have someone keep a close eye on Brother Sen from now on."

As you know, in Sham Shui Po, besides my fish stall business, I also have warehousing and logistics operations, as well as construction projects.

If Brother Sen keeps causing trouble every now and then, I'm afraid things will get really difficult!"

"No problem, absolutely no problem!"

Long Genwan never expected that Lin Xiaoru would agree so readily.

He immediately took it as a sign that he was being very kind to Lin Xiaoru, and while feeling grateful, he didn't forget to give Lin Xiaoru a thumbs up.

"Ah Xiao, I knew you knew what you were doing and never wanted to make things difficult for us uncles!"

I have nothing to say. If you ever need our help in the future, just let me know!

Facing the excited Long Gen, Lin Xiaoru simply smiled and raised her teacup.

Longgen was unaware that there would be no reunion feast for tomorrow.

If he doesn't kick Guan Zai Sen out after tonight, then he will have completely lost face in Sham Shui Po!

It was just past 10 a.m., less than two hours before the meeting time agreed upon by Chuiji.

Guan Zai Sen said that sometimes when you've had too much bad luck, it's time for you to have some good luck.

I was beaten up this morning and just got out of the hospital when I found more than two thousand yuan in loose bills next to my car.

After returning to Sham Shui Po and applying the medicine, I felt the pain in my nose bridge becoming increasingly unbearable, and then I received news that I had to go to a meeting in Mong Kok at noon.

I decided to go to Temple Street to find some entertainment, buy some powder to smoke and relieve the pain first!

Even in the morning, the place was packed with people when we arrived at the Yanchanle Amusement Park.

Gamblers don't discriminate between day and night, but this time the people in the casino aren't as enthusiastic about Kwan Tsai-sum as they used to be.

Everyone knows that last night's events were a big deal. Yanchanle took down Sangkun of Wo Luen Shing, and now another big shot from Wo Luen Shing is wandering around his own territory. It's hard to say what he's here for.

"What are you looking at? Come and take care of the fans!"

Guan Zisen tossed out a few banknotes and shouted at the pharmacist at the counter.

The boy looked away from the bandage on Guan Zai Sen's nose, took the money, and handed it to a younger man behind him.

He immediately spoke up, "Brother Sen, you and Lian Sheng are making a big show of gathering men to beat us up this time. How can you have the leisure to come to our place for entertainment?"

Guan Zisen chuckled dismissively.

"What does this have to do with me? I can't make decisions about this kind of thing in the temple."

Of the two who were in charge, one spent his days playing mahjong in seclusion, while the other only knew how to do business behind closed doors.

Even if all the branches of the 8th District of the SUPP Hotel come to attack you, it won't be our Sham Shui Po branch. Surely they won't refuse to sell me any drugs, right?

"That's right!"

The fan chuckled lightly, not at all surprised that Guan Zisen could say such a thing.

After all, apart from Yanchanle, Guanzai Sen can't buy such cheap powder anywhere else.

This good-for-nothing isn't picky at all; sometimes he'll even suck up a handful of plaster scraped from the wall.

However, when Guan Zai Sen took the powder and was about to go to the fire escape to refresh himself, the powder boy was still careful and gave a wink to one of the younger brothers.

"Go, keep an eye on him! Don't let him try anything funny!"

It was the same familiar procedure, and before long, Guan Zai Sen was completely bewildered, like a walking corpse, from the fire department...

They walked back from the other side of the passage.

The henchmen at the gambling den were very skilled at helping the dazed Guan Zai Sen to a rest area in the gambling den.

"Boss, look at how pathetic he looks, is it really necessary to keep an eye on him?"

After helping Guan Zisen to sit down, the young man ran back and spoke to the girl who had sold him the medicine earlier.

The fan who was shipping the goods was the most cautious. At that moment, his eyes were still on Guan Zisen, and he only gave him some instructions.

"It's always better to be careful; after all, he's a member of Wo Shing."

Around 10:30, just as Guan Zaisen regained some of his senses, a man dressed in a formal suit with neatly combed hair entered the gambling den.

Upon arriving at the gambling den, the man went nowhere and headed straight for the still somewhat dazed Guan Zai Sen.

The person who arrived was none other than Liu Jianming!

The henchmen at the venue quickly became alert.

Those who come here are either fellow Daoists chasing dragons or gambling addicts.

Clearly, Liu Jianming's temperament is incompatible with these two types of people!

Liu Jianming was carrying a bag. When he saw Guan Zisen, he unzipped the bag and showed it to Guan Zisen. Guan Zisen's eyes immediately lit up.

Immediately, Lau Kin-ming patted Kwan Tsz-sum on the shoulder, signaling him to follow him outside.

As a key member of the intelligence department, Liu Jianming was very clear about the layout of this gambling den.

He led Guan Zisen to the back entrance of the casino, specifically choosing a spot with CCTV surveillance, and handed the briefcase in his hand to Guan Zisen.

"Ah Sen, it was all thanks to you that we were able to thwart the cigarette smuggling case on Temple Street last night!"

I applied for and transferred the 130,000 yuan to you this morning. When you have time, come find me to put your fingerprint on the report, and I'll submit it. The remaining balance will be paid to you at the same time!

At this moment, Guan Zai Sen was already completely confused, and when he heard Liu Jianming rambling on and on, he was even more bewildered.

But he still recognized the gleaming golden bull inside the bag!

Although he didn't know the other party's identity or whether the other party had made a mistake, there was no money in the world that Guan Zisen wouldn't dare to embezzle!

Judging from what the other party said, it seems they want to pay me for being an informant?

Screw it, I'm not putting my fingerprint on it anyway, might as well take this money!

Guan Zisen quickly made up his mind and snatched the bag from Liu Jianming's hand.

But since he didn't know Liu Jianming's identity, he just pretended to be silly and said to Liu Jianming.

"Definitely, I'll definitely come to see you when I have the chance!"

Liu Jianming pretended to be cautious, glanced around a few times, and then spoke.

"Give up the drugs! If there are any drug-related cases in the future, you can report them to our intelligence department."

"A 10% cut for informants, enough to solve one big case, and you'll be set for life!"

"I will definitely quit, I definitely will!"

"Be careful!"

After saying that, Liu Jianming patted Guan Zaisen on the shoulder again, turned around and walked downstairs.

After Liu Jianming left, Guan Zaisan immediately reached into his wallet, took out the banknotes, and checked a few of them.

Upon discovering that the banknotes inside were genuine and that the other party had not tricked him, Guan Zisen immediately slapped his thigh in excitement.

"Wow! I found money on the street this morning, and now I've gotten over ten thousand for free. I knew my luck was about to change!"

Inside the gambling den, the younger brother who had been keeping an eye on Guan Zaisen had already walked quickly up to the drug dealer.

After whispering something in his ear, the boy's eyes immediately lit up.

"Damn it, I told you Blind Fai didn't leak any information last night, how come the cops still raided Sang Kun's place!"

"Fuck your mother! It turns out that all this was leaked by them and their own people at the SUPP branch!"

"Brother Qiu, shouldn't we tell the big boss right away?"

The fan immediately got excited.

"Of course you should tell them! Go and cut out the surveillance footage right now!"

"When the time comes for a fight with SUPP, just throw this video in their faces. It turns out we didn't leak it. Sang Kun came to our place to cause trouble; he deserves to die!"

Inside a dance hall on Temple Street, preparations were underway for the midday break.

Yan Chanle leaned back on a sofa in a private room, staring intently at the TV screen, watching the surveillance video over and over again, and finally a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Boss, what a blunder! I never expected that good-for-nothing Guan Zisen would actually lend us a hand at this crucial moment!"

Yan Chanle got up, turned off the TV, and stretched his sore neck.

He laughed and said, "This scoundrel is really rotten to a certain extent. He'll expose his own people's secrets just to earn a little bit of informant fees."

As expected, gamblers and fellow Daoists have absolutely no bottom line when it comes to doing things!

As he spoke, Yan Chanle sat back on the sofa and began to speak.

"Quickly notify Ah Qiu to move the goods out of the factory."

I'm afraid that bastard will get away with this and then turn around and wipe out our place too!

Upon hearing this, Huo Bao immediately took out his phone, dialed a number, and answered the call.

"That's right, these scoundrels have no qualms about selling their own family members, let alone us."

"I wonder when he'll die. That bastard still owes us a lot of money!"

"Forget about the money. Now that Lian Sheng is threatening to beat us up, if he comes out to take the fall for us, a few hundred thousand dollars is nothing. We'll give it to him!"

Shortly after finishing the call, Huo Bao suddenly remembered something.

Then he looked at Yanchan Le and said.

"Boss, I'm thinking—what if Wo Shing doesn't care and insists on crushing us?"

Are you scared?

"Damn! It's a lie to say I'm not afraid!"

A while ago, Wang Bao from Decheng Street was all high and mighty, saying he'd get his things demolished without a second thought.

"Hey bro, you don't actually think you're more powerful than Wang Bao, do you?"

Yan Chanle sneered, "Wang Bao was beaten to death by the police!"

"Boss, they've teamed up with several branches of the 'Union Chow' to attack us!"

Smoke Shovel Joy remained calm.

"Don't panic. Even if I can't use Guan Zai Sen to shield me from disaster, I have my own ways of dealing with it!"

As he spoke, Yan Chanle's face turned cold: "I've been dismantling goods for Uncle Ben in Temple Street for so many years. Even if we can't hold on this time, we can just change our names and move to Tung Sing together!"

"The Wo Luen Shing recently set up a presence on Portland Street, and I already had a grudge against Uncle Ben. I swallowed my pride and went to talk to Uncle Ben, so I figured I could at least get a boss in Tung Sing, yay!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Bao was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Uncle Ben has talked to you many times before, but you always made excuses to refuse, saying things like 'I'd rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of an ox.'"

If I can't resist talking to him now, I'm afraid I'll have to humble myself in his presence.

Smoker Le glared at Fiery: "Fine! But if it's Tung Sing, I fully support you taking your men to fight Luen Shing!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Bao immediately backed down.

"Never mind then, just pretend I didn't say anything—"

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