History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 177 Rose with Thorns
one late night.

Kowloon Tong Pier.

Wu Shihao was wearing a white shirt, with a gun on his waist, strode onto the slab, and asked his confidant brother Da Xia in a low voice, "Where's the goods?"

"Brother Hao, it's inside." Da Xia raised his eyes and glanced at the brothers with guns behind Wu Shihao, Wu Shihao raised his hand to signal the people around him to stop, and he followed Da Xia into a warehouse alone.

Shrimp opened a few pieces of plastic curtains, came to a basket of durians, pointed to the durians and said, "Brother Hao, the goods are here."

"Okay." Wu Shihao nodded, picked up a machete beside him, picked up a durian, looked at it for a moment, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's handled beautifully."

Da Xia and a few dark-skinned brothers with fierce expressions stood by, silently watching the boss split the durian with a knife.

The whole durian seems to have lost some of its moisture, and it split into four petals when the knife edge was split. Each petal shell was very brittle, obviously stuck by glue, but the shell was hollowed out to hide pieces of paper cover, which could not be seen at all. A little pulp.

Such durians are stacked on top of each other in a wooden frame, filling the entire warehouse, and there are hundreds of them, which is quite a spectacular scene.

"The quality is very high, A grade!" Wu Shihao scratched the paper with his nails, dug out a little bit of powder, put it on the tip of his nose, and inhaled lightly, his whole body was turned upside down, with a fascinated expression, and the horse boys around him looked at the big guy. , with the same smirk on their faces.

Da Xia had a nervous expression on his face, and persuaded with lingering fear: "Brother Hao, if you let the big boss know about this matter"

Needle drops could be heard throughout the warehouse, but the voices of the few people were kept very low when they were talking. They were really doing shameful things.

"The big boss won't know." Wu Shihao came back to his senses, lowered his head, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes: "Even if the big boss knows, I will bear it alone, and it's none of your business, not to mention, all the big clubs in Hong Kong can do it." business, why can’t we do it?”

"If the righteous group doesn't get fans, it will never be a big community!" Hearing this, Da Xia no longer dissuaded him, and stood silently by the side, watching the boss clap his hands, and said: "Transport the goods to the warehouse with the fruit truck, and sell the fruit. What’s so good about earning 10,000+ a year, selling this kind of fruit!” Wu Shihao pointed to the fruit box and said, “I made it in two weeks!”

Da Xia beckoned and led his brothers to start moving the goods. With the assistance of the community workers, batches of fruits were loaded onto the carts, including not only durians, pineapples, bananas, but also jackfruit, apples, and coconuts.

As usual, it is sent to the fruit bar warehouse for storage. The only difference is that there is a new freezer in the warehouse, and a batch of goods must be specially stored in the freezer.

While the club brothers were working overnight, Wu Shihao took a car back to a tenement building in Kowloon Tong. Since the big boss handed over the Kowloon Tong pier to Yiqun to start construction, Yiqun has officially taken root in Kowloon Tong. Although the site is good, it can't support many brothers to start work. Now it's just the pockets of the old brothers. The real main force of the community is all located at the Kowloon Tong Wharf.

Chao Yiyong and Lao Fu, who also started construction at the Kowloon Tong Wharf, knew that the volunteer group was covered by the "three flags", and everyone shied away from it. As a result, after the volunteer group merged into Chao Yiyong, it only carried the name of Chao Yiyong. In fact, it is still the same as the independent association, and even more prestigious than before. It has grown to more than 5000 people in a short period of time, and it is also ranked among the top five halls in Chao Yiyong. , because Baifanyu is also a member of the "Three Banners".

In the tenement building, as soon as Wu Shihao came home, a woman with purple hair, a short figure, and two peaks proudly dressed in a red silk suspender skirt and slippers came up to take the man's coat and hung it on the On the hanger, he turned his head and asked in a gentle and concerned tone: "Brother Hao, how are things going?"

"Everything is going well, I can pick up the goods at the warehouse tomorrow morning." Wu Shihao sat down on the sofa, spread his legs, feeling rare to relax.

The woman, on the other hand, sat on the man's lap and put her arms around the man's neck, affectionately: "Chao Yiyong's cigarette stall is finally going to be replaced by a fan stall. The profit of the fan is so high that there are at least 40 to [-] a month. Sales can exceed one million."

"This doesn't include the ones that are transshipped to Singapore, Germany, Europe and the United States. They are also out of stock there now, and the market is getting bigger and bigger. At the beginning, Chen Shijiu refused to do it, but the Ma brothers made a lot of money."

Wu Shihao frowned slightly, and slapped the bottom of the red skirt with his big hand: "Okay, don't mention the Ma brothers."

This is a thorn in his heart.

With a smile on the corner of Peony's mouth, she cupped the man's cheek and kissed it passionately.

This kiss sparked a fire, and I couldn't hold it back.

Wu Shihao directly stood up with the woman in his arms, and walked towards the room with his legs stretched amidst passionate kisses.

The two fell on the bed in the bedroom and played for a while. The woman called out: "Brother Hao, I'm going to burn incense for the old ghost."

In the first year, widows have to offer incense to their deceased husband every now and then, even if they remarry, so as not to gossip and show the friendship between husband and wife.

This tenement building is one of Chen Shijiu's legacy to Peony, and there is a small room with an incense table.

When Wu Shihao heard the words, he held the woman down tightly, tossed harder, and threatened in his mouth: "I won't go, I will. I will go with you in the middle of the meeting."

"Little devil."

"Ah, you are really good and bad!"

Half an hour later, Wu Shihao walked out of the incense hall heartily, followed by Peony who was wiping her skirt with a flushed face. After they finished offering incense to Chen Shijiu, they leaned on each other and lay down on the sofa.

Peony seemed to be enjoying Wu Shihao's embrace very much, she kept drawing circles on his chest with her fingertips, and said in her mouth: "Brother Hao, you are really a big man, not like Chen Shijiu."

"Heh." Wu Shihao chuckled lightly and asked, "Is the main one highlighted?"

Mudan punched him shyly: "A man, a man, the old saying goes like this, of course a man must be big."

"Hehe." Although Wu Shihao heard that Brother Nineteen was injured when he was a young man, he still laughed at the exaggeration. It is said that the women after Chen Nineteen's third concubine have more face than practical significance.

But Wu Shihao didn't continue this topic, lit a cigarette, and sighed: "Actually, I regret it very much."

Peony's expression was calm, she was still clinging to the man, she didn't warn her, she just said, "Don't worry, I'm the one who sells the cigarettes, and the cigarette stalls are also owned by the association, and the association has cigarette cards."

"It's not this thing that I regret." Wu Shihao took another puff of cigarette, and Mudan said: "If I die, I will die first. There is no way out after some things are done, and I can only do it to the end once."

"Well, otherwise, the brothers wouldn't do it with me."

When flour became popular in the market, it did not cause any disturbance in the world, because Taoist friends smoking opium is smoking, chasing dragons is chasing, what is the difference between seeking death?What's more, the Ma brothers have already made a fortune by relying on flour, so the new products have a certain foundation in Hong Kong Island. When Chao Yiyong's cigarette stalls were converted into powder stalls, it only accelerated the popularity of flour. In fact, flour is gradually dominating the market.

But when Chao Yiyong turned into a fan stall, it was enough to attract He Dingxian's attention. He didn't naively think that Chao Yiyong would not be a fan. In front of them, the blatant behavior of the two of them is simply insulting the profession of flour maker!
In his two lifetimes, this was the first time he saw such a stupid banker. Could it be that the police force loves money so much that it made him lose his fear?Unlike the dealers in the later generations, they racked their brains and had many tricks.

There is no doubt that Wu Shihao is an outstanding gangster, ambitious, forceful, and gambling, but he is definitely not an outstanding careerist, and has extremely strong shortcomings in political sense.This is probably Wu Shihao's Achilles' heel caused by never being in contact with political games, and not having any talents who have been in contact with officialdom around him.

However, Wu Shihao and Mudan were right in thinking about one thing. If He Dingxian wants to deal with them, he must obtain certain evidence. Otherwise, dealing with his subordinates for no reason will only cause panic in the subordinate group. Zhu Youzai, Jiang Tiansheng, Ni Kun and others will be afraid and lose their minds.

But is it hard to get evidence?

He Dingxian stood in the office, with his back to Yan Xiong, smoking a cigar and said, "Ah Xiong, Yiqun is working on a fan stall recently."

Yan Xiong didn't answer immediately, because, what's the big deal about being a fan?As Wu Shihao said, each of the eight major associations in Hong Kong has cigarette stalls and has begun to sell fans. Without fan stalls, it is impossible to become a big club, because fans represent many things, not only a huge cash flow, but also a kind of control. The younger brother, the method of controlling the dick, and hollowing out the gambler. It just happens to form a complementary ecology with the dock.Moreover, the fan stall business is very good, so naturally there are more fees paid, which is also of great benefit to the police force.

But more important is the attitude of the chief.

He Dingxian looked back at him and said: "Anyone in Hong Kong can do this job, but my subordinates can't, understand?"

Yan Xiong accepted the order solemnly: "Brother Xian, I understand."

"Check it out and make the evidence real. Don't be afraid of offending people." He Dingxian pressed the cigarette butt into the glass jar, and said in a vicious tone: "Your name is killer."

An ugly and sinister smile appeared on Yan Xiong's face, and he said coldly, "Give me a week."

He returned to the office with the order, and was not in a hurry to gather people, but walked up to Chen Zichao, knocked on the table and asked, "What is the name of the most trusted brother beside Guo Lanhao?"

"Brother Xiong." Chen Zichao stood up reflexively, after listening to the question, he thought for a while, and said, "It should be the big shrimp and the little shrimp, what's the matter, do you have something to do!"

Yan Xiong pretended to smile warmly, and waved his hands: "Hehe, brother Hao is a big brother and a good brother, what can he do? It's just that the big brother intends to reuse two people, they want to be rich."

Looking at the back of the officer leaving, Chen Zichao suddenly shuddered, and secretly said: "Smiling tiger, damn it, those two punks are going to be in trouble."

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