Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

"Yes, Mr. Xu."

Lin Jiang stood in front of the table, his back ramrod straight, his tone filled with undisguised amazement.

"There's a lot of talk about it outside right now."

"This morning, the blue lanterns of Hong Kong Island gathered at Hung Hing branches in Yau Tsim Mong, all eager to join Hung Hing."

"It is said that they started to take the commercial route. Not every member who joined the gang had to go to the battlefield. Instead, they were given a respectable job so that they could make money for Hung Hing."

As Lin Jiang finished speaking, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

A triad organization is running itself like a legitimate company, recruiting underlings to work in factories in the New Territories and sending people to various places to work as property security guards.

Lin Bei is just obsessed with money. Doesn't he fear being ridiculed by other gangs in the underworld?

Xu Yan, however, did not laugh.

He rubbed his temples, but the seriousness on his face did not disappear.

In his opinion, Lin Bei's move was extremely clever.

Over the past ten days, they first held a gambling conference and made a fortune.

Taking advantage of Lian Haolong's erratic behavior, they seized the stronghold and found a safe way out.

They then implemented sweeping reforms.

Once he succeeds, Hung Hing can no longer be viewed as a triad; it can be considered a large conglomerate.

This model is exactly the same as the gangs in Taiwan and South Korea, taking the route of political corruption and money.

Hmm? Political slush funds?

Xu Yan's pupils contracted.

Could it be that Lin Bei wants to run for councilor?

He was silent for a moment, then put his glasses back on, his gaze behind the lenses cold and deep:

"Ah Jiang, send someone to keep a close eye on Hung Hing's movements."

"We can't keep making a scene like this."

"Because of competing with Hung Hing, the company has suffered heavy losses in the past six months, and even Lao Qi (Old Seven) has died... So the company must find a way to reform!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang lowered his voice and tentatively asked:

"Mr. Xu, what do you mean?"

"1997 is approaching, and the chaotic underground forces on Hong Kong Island will be purged sooner or later."

"Rather than sit and wait to die, we might as well take a gamble."

A glint of light flashed in Xu Yan's glasses.

Lin Jiang was greatly alarmed; he certainly knew what Xu Yan meant.

He opened his mouth, his voice slightly hoarse:

You mean...

"That's right, it's about being granted amnesty..."

......

That evening, the character "有骨气" (meaning "having backbone") had already been bought out in full by Big D.

Inside the restaurant's luxurious private room, a whole table was laden with signature dishes: poached chicken, roast goose, steamed grouper, and abalone sauce mushrooms—all a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

Several bottles of Louis XIII were on the table, their aroma mingling with the smell of food, filling the private room.

Big D stood by the table, diligently pouring drinks for Liang Kun and Lin Bei.

He was wearing a bright red shirt today, his face was all wrinkled from smiling, and he looked as excited as a nouveau riche who had just won the lottery.

"Oh my, you two gods of wealth have finally arrived."

"Just last night's three friendly matches earned me tens of millions."

"With you two brothers around, I, Big D, have never been poor!"

Looking at the carefree and easygoing Big D, Liang Kun couldn't help but make a comment:

"Damn it, you made tens of millions from this sausage, and this is all you're treating us to?"

"At the very least, we should get a few imported fire extinguishers to play with."

Seeing this, Big D waved his hand and laughed even more lewdly:

"Of course we have imported fire extinguishers!"

"The second show is at my newly opened nightclub. We have girls from Japan, Korea, and even a long-legged Russian girl!"

Glug!

Liang Kun subconsciously swallowed, his eyes widening in surprise:

"Russian girls are fine, I just like long legs."

Lin Bei drank his wine helplessly:

"Hey, you two old perverts, let's talk about fire extinguishers later."

"The main topic of discussion at tonight's dinner is the business cooperation between the two organizations."

When money is mentioned, Big D and Handsome Kun immediately become serious again.

Big D put down the bottle, plopped down in the chair, and his playful smile vanished completely.

Liang Kun leaned forward and placed his hands on the edge of the table.

"Come on, Ah Bei, you speak, we're listening..."

Lin Bei picked up his wine glass and gently swirled it.

The amber liquid left a thin layer of residue on the glass.

He didn't rush to speak, but first looked around to make sure the door to the private room was closed tightly.

"Shatin has been acquired, and now the entire logistics line in the New Territories East is open."

"Big D, your territory is in Tsuen Wan, which is separated from Sha Tin by a river."

"The ocean freight company I want to register will most likely have its port located in the Kwai Chung area."

To put it bluntly, it's right under your nose.

Big D's eyes lit up:

"Kwai Chung Pier?"

"That's one of the largest container terminals in Hong Kong in terms of throughput!"

"You're going into shipping?"

"First, we'll lease berths, then gradually buy ships. Once the capital has accumulated, we'll consider taking a stake in the terminal."

It has a simple route map drawn on it, clearly marking the route from the factory in the New Territories to the Kwai Chung pier, and then to various ports in Southeast Asia.

"Hung Hing contributed manpower and resources, while Wo Luen won with territory and local connections."

"Big D, you have a lot of connections in Tsuen Wan. You can settle things with just a word with those unions and transport teams at the docks that others can't handle."

"So, I'll give you a 30% stake in this freight company."

Big D swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the paper, before finally looking up after a long while:

"Abei, have you thought this through?"

"Those dockworkers in Kwai Chung are not to be trifled with; their union is backed by foreigners and local gentry."

"Although I have some influence in Tsuen Wan, it would take a lot of effort to really get involved."

"I'm not afraid of putting in the effort, I'm afraid of not having a direction."

Lin Bei smiled and pointed at the blueprint with his index finger.

"You don't need to worry about the money; I've already prepared the initial funding."

"You're in charge of smoothing things out on the ground, Hung Hing will handle the ships and cargo."

"Where do the goods come from?"

"The products manufactured in the factories in the New Territories are to be exported. Our smuggling channels have now switched to regular cargo ships, which actually reduces costs."

"Plus, we can take on those gray-area projects that other companies wouldn't dare to take."

"The profit margin here is astonishingly large."

Big D felt his blood boil and raised his glass:

"Alright! Since you've put it this way, it would be unreasonable for me, Da D, to keep making excuses."

"Let's do it!"

Liang Kun also raised his glass, the three of them clinked glasses, and each drank it down in one gulp.

Lin Bei put down his cup, his tone becoming serious.

"There's one more thing."

"Big D, you must have heard about what's going on with Tung Sing, right?"

Big D's expression immediately hardened:

"You mean Shui Ling?"

"That's right. The first thing this woman will do when she gets back is definitely to reorganize the internal structure of Tung Sing."

"Her connections in Hong Kong Island are still there. As long as she raises her banner, many neutral forces will keep an eye on her."

"Hung Hing and Tung Sing have gone to war. Although Wo Luen Shing hasn't officially entered the fray, you were part of the ambush last night."

"Given Shui Ling's personality, she won't let this go."

Big D snorted coldly and slammed his hand heavily on the table:

"What's there to be afraid of!"

"I've been out in the game for so many years, what storms haven't I weathered?"

"No matter how beautiful and capable she is, can she possibly steal my territory, Big D?"

"She might not be willing to go head-to-head with me."

Lin Bei looked directly into Big D's eyes and grinned.

"What I'm afraid of is her using underhanded tactics."

"Brother D, although your base in Tsuen Wan is solid, don't forget one thing... your competitors are not just Tung Sing."

"Those old foxes, the older generation within Wo Shing Wo, have been suppressed by you for the past six months, unable to even raise their heads..."

"If Shui Ling takes the initiative to approach them..."

Upon hearing this, Big D's expression changed drastically.

Lin Bei stopped there and didn't continue.

He picked up the bottle and poured a glass for Big D:

"Therefore, the matter with the shipping company should be addressed sooner rather than later."

"As long as our interests are aligned, those within the company who want to oppose you will have no chance."

"If you hold the line, our rear is secure."

Big D picked up his glass, downed it in one gulp, and exhaled a heavy breath of alcohol.

"Abei, you're right."

"I'll go back tonight and sort out the relationships at the dock."

"We brothers share one life. If anyone tries to take away our livelihood, I'll fight them to the death!"

Liang Kun patted his shoulder and said with a grin:

"Leave the dangerous work to the professionals in the aviation industry."

"Your brother D is a big boss now, how can he be so quick to threaten violence?"