Hong Kong variety show: From a lowly 49-year-old to the world's richest man

Chapter 93 Everyone Can Be a Good Citizen (by Deng Zhiyong)

"They probably won't need it in the short term. Once they get the money, they'll contact the smugglers and go back to their hometowns. They probably won't come back until they've spent all the money."

The habits of gangsters in Guangdong and Hong Kong are generally the same: they pull off a heist, get the money, go home and squander it, and when they run out of money, they pick up their weapons and pull off another heist.

They don't feel bad about spending the money they steal.

Hearing Da Sha's words, Chen Fan also felt a bit of a headache. It seemed that his bandit army would need to wait a little longer.

"We'll promote it again when we meet someone who wants to make a big sale. Once we get the first sale, our reputation will quickly spread."

Chen Fan now regrets the gift he initially gave Huang Bingyao.

Before he sold that ruthless gang, their performance was quite good.

In three months, we completed seven orders, growing our initial investment from several hundred thousand to over a million.

They are also inexpensive, and all are short-barreled guns.

If that team hadn't been eliminated, they would have been a shining example of success.

Unfortunately, there's no going back in this world.

"I hope there won't be any problems receiving the goods?"

Unable to find a ruthless gang to work for him, Chen Fan only hoped that the recovery of stolen goods could stabilize, as the current two cases were far from enough to cover his losses.

After a moment's thought, Da Sha said, "We haven't found any problems with the small trading volume yet, but if we increase it, it might attract the attention of the British."

"If you're being targeted, just give me the person's information, and I'll handle the rest. Just don't get into the limelight. The used car business is already a bit conspicuous; if you also handle stolen goods, people will probably explode."

Hong Kong Island is only so big, and the pie in most industries is fixed. If more people share it, the share of others will be smaller.

Big Fool was able to establish the used car market in Saigon because he had a clan association to rely on. If he were to cross over into the business of buying stolen goods, others would definitely be uneasy.

After leaving Saigon, Chen Fan began to plan his planting and breeding techniques.

These technologies are not actually difficult to obtain, and farmers already know how to cultivate the land. They need to understand market conditions and combine them with the situation in Haifeng and Lufeng to develop a plan; otherwise, if this deal doesn't go through, they will suffer a great loss.

Jimmy has already reached an agreement with an appliance supplier at a very affordable price, and as long as the distribution channels are set up, he can supply goods at any time.

Not long after returning to Tuodi, Ahua hurriedly found Chen Fan, his face beaming with a bright smile.

"I told you to gather the air, not to collect bee droppings. Why are you laughing so happily?"

"Fan Ge has been found. Just now, that bastard Ah Shan found the three Tony brothers. The men I arranged followed the three Tony brothers to their hideout, which is in an industrial building near Kwai Chung."

"Oh?" Chen Fan raised an eyebrow. "Are they all over there now?"

Ahua shook his head: "No, they seem to be going to retrieve something. They probably want to get rid of Ashan."

"Solve Ah Shan?"

Chen Fan fell into deep thought. Ah Shan was able to produce goods worth 80 million, so he must have a lot of money. It was a bit of a pity that he was killed by Tony and his men.

Where is Ah Shan? How many people are with him?

"The hospital, I guess." Ahua sighed. "I heard they got beaten up pretty badly; those three guys are pretty ruthless."

"Send someone to find Ah Shan. Tony and his gang's hideout can't be hidden. Ah Shan is the biggest sucker."

They were both gang leaders who profited from drug trafficking, and coincidentally, Chen Fan was also short of money.

If we take down these two groups and also deal with those four-eyed guys, the profits should easily exceed 100 million.

With this money, the investment in Haifeng and Lufeng will be more substantial, allowing for a rapid expansion and at least three to five years of sustainable growth.

"I'll arrange it right away," Ahua replied.

After Ahua left, Chen Fan instructed, "Qiu Di, please inform Uncle Da to come over."

Today, Qiu Di was wearing a sexy 0L outfit. Her beautiful legs, covered by black stockings, were perfectly outlined under her short, bodycon skirt.

After two days of adjustment, Qiu Di had become familiar with her work as Chen Fan's secretary.

More than ten minutes later, Cao Dahua hurriedly came to Chen Fan's side.

He rubbed his hands together, his face beaming, "Brother Fan, what do you need me for?"

Chen Fan gave Qiu Di a look, signaling her to leave first. Qiu Di understood and left the room, closing the door behind her.

"Uncle Da, you should remember the three groups of people who sent people to our place to sell noodles before, right?"

"I remember, Ni Jia Gandi, Dongxing Smiling Tiger, and another person who is suspected to be from the Vietnamese gang."

The Vietnamese gang's underling who dealt in the goods has been silenced. Cao Dahua doesn't know exactly who in the Vietnamese gang did it, and few people in the underworld know either. Most people only know that the underling who dealt in the goods was a member of the Vietnamese gang.

Cao Dahua asked uncertainly, "Brother Fan, have you found out who the mastermind is?"

"We found out. The Tony brothers. They swindled Ah Shan out of 80 million worth of goods and are in a hurry to unload them, so they've set their sights on us."

Chen Fan did not hide anything.

"Eighty million?"

Cao Dahua was shocked.

If this were caught red-handed, what a great achievement that would be!

The case involving Luo Maosen, worth 30 million, was enough for Huang Bingyao to be promoted to senior superintendent. Even if he can't be promoted immediately after this case, it will greatly shorten the time it takes to gain seniority.

Nowadays, you can count on one hand the number of Chinese police officers who have risen to the position of Chief Superintendent.

"Uncle Da, can you be any bolder?" Chen Fan tempted. "Think about it, if Ah Shan can produce 80 million worth of goods, do you think he's short of cash?"

"It's definitely going to be substantial. Even if it's only tens of millions worth of goods, it'll be enough for the big boss to make a fortune."

"Brother Fan, when are we going to raid these two groups' homes?"

Cao Dahua knew that Chen Fan would never work for nothing, and whether it was the three Tony brothers or Ah Shan, Huang Bingyao would all have to wait in line to eat the leftovers left by Chen Fan.

Even so, the "portion" of leftovers was quite substantial.

Chen Fan glanced at him. "Are you in a hurry?"

"No—no, I just wanted to give the big boss a heads-up in advance, so that he doesn't mess things up."

"Ahua has found Tony and his gang's hideout, but I plan to take care of Ashan first and send him a tainted witness to Lao Huang so that he can get a bigger share of the credit."

Ah Shan controls the supply channels, so he can't die too easily, otherwise the British who support Ah Shan will definitely cause a stir.

They spared Ah Shan's life to make him a witness for the prosecution, giving the British enough time to extract information about the supply channels from him.

Doing this will also make those British people hate the Tony brothers. After all, Ah Shan is the black glove that the British put out to make money. Most of the profits from those 80 million worth of goods will eventually fall into the hands of the British. Now that the Tony brothers have swallowed it up, who would believe that they are not angry?

Eighty million is no small sum.

That's enough for them to buy a farm back in their hometown.

"Won't doing this leave any hidden dangers?" Cao Dahua worried.

Chen Fan's lips curled slightly as he reminded them, "It was done by law-abiding citizen Deng Zhiyong, what does it have to do with us?"

"Ah, that makes sense!"

Cao Dahua's hesitation vanished, and there was even a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

The name "Deng Zhiyong" has become synonymous with the man in red shoes in the underworld.

It wasn't just Chen Fan and his group that used it; other gangs were using it to sabotage their rivals, and even undercover agents started using the name "Deng Zhiyong" to avoid suspicion when passing messages.

Therefore, not many people know Siu B's real name; otherwise, Siu B would be the biggest scapegoat.

Even so, he was in considerable trouble because Hong Tai Bao Rong and his group in Stanley were insisting that they were the ones who had been tricked by the shady B-Keng.

The Hung Hing gang leaders were also subtly isolating Siu B, because once is never enough, and who knows if Siu B might have a meltdown and do the same to them.

We're all in this together, and none of us have a clean past. Once we're accused and convicted, it's just a matter of how many years we'll serve.

Ahua's investigation was very fast; he found out Ashan's exact location in less than two hours.

It's 11:30 p.m.

Mingxin Hospital parking lot.

"Put on your masks, everyone. Remember, with our masks on, we're the five-man Chen Haonan group. Don't give ourselves away."

Chen Fan took out several masks and handed them to Ahua, Feiji, Dongguanzi, and Cao Dahua.

Ah Shan didn't come to the hospital alone; he was accompanied by more than a dozen of his underlings who were also beaten up. After witnessing the methods of the Tony brothers, he became more cautious.

Chen Fan got wind of this and that bastard called about ten more people to pick him up and take him home.

After all, this operation is meant to frame "Deng Zhiyong," so it's not unreasonable for him to play a cameo role as one of the "Causeway Bay Five Rats," right?

On the way to the hospital, Cao Dahua had already explained the situation to the others, so no one questioned the decision at this point.

There's no other reason than that Ah Shan's family is very wealthy!

Keep a low profile to make a fortune.

At the hospital entrance.

"Fuck Tony!"

"I don't care what methods you use, you have to find those three bastards and their mother!"

"If I don't kill that old woman in front of them, I'll take the surname of those three bastards!"

Surrounded by a group of his men, Ah Shan walked into the hospital cursing.

His face was covered in bruises, and his right hand was in a cast, indicating that he had been badly beaten.

Many of his underlings also had injuries of varying degrees.

The three Tony brothers didn't kill them outright, which was lucky for Ah Shan; he happened to run into a police patrol when he was halfway through being beaten.

The group of underlings nodded in response with a wry smile, but no one dared to utter a single word.

Just as they were about to turn into the parking lot, a Toyota Hiace drove towards them.

card!

Crunch!

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, the door on the side closest to them opened, and four figures wielding steel pipes rushed out and gave them a sound beating.

As Ah Shan saw the steel pipe being swung at him, he instinctively raised his hand, which was in a cast, to block it. The blow made Ah Shan wince in pain.

His henchmen were so badly beaten by the three men that they dared not approach.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Cao Dahua glanced at the approaching hospital security guards, leaned out of the car window, and shouted to Chen Fan, "Brother Nan, stop fighting! The police are coming! Get out of here!"

Chen Fan used a steel pipe to hold Ashan's throat, and quickly used cable ties to restrain him and throw him into the car.

"Pheasant, Big Sky Two, Nest Skin, get out of here when the wind blows!"

Ah Hua and his two companions understood each other, fought off the henchmen who wanted to come forward to save Ah Shan, and quickly retreated to their car.

Before the car door was even fully closed, Cao Dahua stepped on the gas.

The Toyota Hiace disappeared into the night like a wild horse.

Ah Shan's underlings were furious and anxious when they saw their boss being kidnapped.

Without their leader, what will they eat tomorrow?

Cao Dahua drove quickly to an abandoned warehouse.

Chen Fan gestured for the others to be quiet, then dragged Ah Shan down to a chair.

He imitated Chicken's voice and tone: "Brother Shan, we brothers are short of money lately. We heard you gave the Tony brothers 80 million, so you must be in a bind. How about lending us some money to spend?"

"Are you from Little B?"

Ah Shan glared at him, his eyes filled with resentment.

The group of five was led by Brother Nan, and the other three were named Shanji, Datian Er, and Chaopi.

He had no grudge against Hung Hing, yet these guys, short of money, turned their attention to him.

Damn it, the rumors in the underworld are absolutely true. That guy, Little B, has absolutely no sense of honor in the underworld!

"You don't care who we are. Hand over your money and we'll let you go. Otherwise, we'll hand you over to Tony."

Those three lunatics are looking for you everywhere, saying you've ruined their reputation, and now they want to kill you, your wife, and your children.

"What?"

Ah Shan was shocked.

Chen Fan spoke again: "I'll give you one minute to think about it."

"I'll give it to you!"

Ah Shan, who was worried about his family, didn't think too much about it. He didn't dare to gamble. He had personally experienced how inhuman the three Tony brothers were. If they found his family first, he would definitely die!