Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 110: Supporting openly and trampling secretly
"Brother Hui, Changmao has won the market on Cheong Hing Street."

"Brother Hui, Ajizai is so fast and fierce. He has already planted flags on the two streets where flour, power, and oil are the most popular!"

Big D’s reporting calls kept coming in, and there were a lot of noisy voices on the other end of the phone: “I’ll take care of the two streets in Tsuen Wan very quickly.”

"If we continue at this rate, in two hours, we can eat almost all of He Shengyi's territory."

"Um"

Wu Zhihui looked at the map spread out on the table, on which He Shengyi's territory was circled with a red pen. Listening to Big D's report, he marked the territory he occupied with a pen:

"When he was let out, Flour forced himself to pay for the murder. After he was caught, he attacked the police and tried to escape. Now he is on the street."

"Isn't it?"

Big D hesitated: "How about we eat them all?"

"No no no."

Wu Zhihui shook his head: "Remember, when you are doing things, you must never be too greedy. The best profits have been allocated to us, so we should share some for everyone to eat together."

"it is good."

Big D nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.

News of Flood Strong's attack on the street spread like wildfire. How did Flounder Strong die?If someone grabs a gun and attacks a police officer and is beaten to death by the police, even if everyone refuses to eat, they will eventually be swept away by the police.

and so.

After hearing the news, several societies all started to move, and they all stretched out their hands to carve up He Shengyi's territory, and everyone fought together.

"Street boy, why does Liang Zaihui stretch his hand so fast?!"

After Daquanmin heard the news, he immediately ordered Ma Zai: "Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't grab some, Liang Zaihui will eat them all by himself."

"Dinosaur, hurry up and take people to rob the street next to you. Hesitate? Hesitation? You dare to sneak up on the policeman with a gun. If we don't eat the policeman, we will also block him."

Two hours later.

Zhang Jingliang personally led the team and began to clear He Shengyi's territory. Many of He Shengyi's men were caught on the spot. The assault vehicles were packed one by one and they were dragged into the police station. The scene was huge.

When dawn comes, the dust has settled.

He Shengyi's territory was either divided up by other associations, or it was seized by the police, waiting for the follow-up.

The font size of He Shengyi will no longer exist from today on.

The big bosses of the major societies who had shared the profits grinned happily, and the small societies that had won a street market were equally happy. Everyone pushed against the wall, and every time they got a hand, they got one more point.

Everyone happily counted the money and held cigarettes in their mouths to say to Tai Fanqiang: "A street strongman, he was looking for someone to shoot someone with a black gun and was discovered by the police. He dared to be angry after being pulled. He deserves to die."

He Shengtu's words were reasonable: "Oh, what Liang Zaihui did was too unethical. He secretly ate for several blocks before letting the news out."

"You just have fun secretly, get an advantage and act like a good boy. If Liang Zaihui hadn't released the news, we wouldn't even be able to drink the soup."

There are different opinions, but Wu Zhihui has transformed from the big boy to what they call handsome boy.

···
a few days later.

Chang Kee Tea House.

The boiling water in the teapot on the tea table is steaming from the spout, and the steam is white.

"Hui Zai, well done!"

Ren Qingtian laid five teacups on the bed, picked up the brewed teapot and filled the teacups: "I didn't expect you to think of such a trick, using the police to frame Flounder Qiang and get rid of him easily."

"I agree very much!"

Uncle Xing held the tea cup and blew on the hot air: "Brother Tian is so lucky. He suddenly has nine more markets under his hands, and there are two that are particularly big in oil and water, and he has made a big fortune."

"Ha ha."

Ren Qingtian waved his hand and glanced at Big D, who was standing behind Wu Zhihui: "Well, although Hui Zai originally said he would buy these markets and give them to me, I don't have such a big appetite."

"The people under Fai Tsai are all very eye-catching, and they do things quickly and well. I think this is good. Tsuen Wan is far away from us, and Big D and the others have contributed a lot. The two markets in Tsuen Wan should be allocated to Big D." .”

"Really?"

Big D's eyes immediately lit up after hearing this, he rubbed his palms with some heat, and said reservedly: "How can you be so embarrassed about that?"

He was given two markets. Although they were far away from each other in Tsuen Wan, he still had the majority of them, so he had his own piece of territory.

"of course."

Ren Qingtian nodded with absolute certainty: "You are very conspicuous in helping Hui Zai. Of course, you must reward according to your merits, and continue to help Hui Zai."

"What are you still looking at?"

Wu Zhihui chuckled: "Thank you soon, Brother Tian."

"Yes!"

Big D got angry and responded loudly: "Thank you, Brother Tian! Thank you, boss."

"The remaining seven markets will be directly merged into the association, and all profits from these markets will be shared equally by everyone in the company."

Ren Qingtian had already made a plan and continued: "How about we draw a sum of money from the club to give Huizai 180 million to [-] yuan?!"

As soon as Ren Qingtian said these words, Uncle Xing and Feilong's eyes lit up and they looked at each other: "Okay, we have no problem."

They are still very good at calculating this account.

If you convert 180 million to nine markets, you will definitely lose money in a short period of time, but the market has long-term benefits. Within half a year, the money will be back, and the rest is pure profit.

Of course they would.

talking.

Uncle Xing and Feilong looked at Da Sang: "Da Sang, why don't you speak? Do you think it's not possible?"

"I?"

Da Sang curled his lips, picked up the tea and took a sip: "Since you all agreed, I naturally have no objections."

"I still have something to do. Since the matter has been finalized, I will leave first." After saying this, Da Sang pushed away the stool and left directly.

"A huge funeral on the streets."

Uncle Xing shook his head and muttered: "What on earth is Da Sang doing? He's not happy that the association didn't let him in. Now that he has a share of the territory, he still seems to be unhappy?!"

"Who knows."

"ignore him."

Feilong waved his hand, picked up the tea cup and raised it to Wu Zhihui: "Come on, Hui Zai, have some tea. You, you, you have continuously brought benefits to us as soon as you joined the club. I am more and more attracted to you now."

"Hahaha" Wu Zhihui raised his head and laughed: "If you have money, let's find it together. I said, if I join the club, everyone will make money."

He thought for a while: "Okay, how about opening two more Wuji markets on this new site? Each of the two markets will give you [-]% of the profit?!"

"Hahaha"

Uncle Xing and Fei Long looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces instantly became stronger: "Hui Zai is so generous. If you talk to us about anything in the future, we will definitely support you!"

If there are more markets in the community, everyone will make more money.

Wu Ji Food Market has become famous now, and it has a chain feel. If you open two new restaurants, you will definitely not lose money. If they get another [-]%, it will be like picking up for free.

After accepting Wu Zhihui's benefits, the relationship with him will naturally become better. We are all a group of interests. The deeper the interests, the better the relationship will be.

"Come, have some tea!"

Ren Qingtian chuckled, picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Big D came forward very discerningly, picked up the teapot, poured tea, and filled it for everyone.

In the car.

"Fuck you, mother!"

Da Sang opened the car door and got in, kicking the back of the seat: "Ren Qingtian, this old fox, supports Wu Zhihui openly and secretly, and is becoming more and more partial to Wu Zhihui."

"Brother Da Mang."

Glasses Bing looked at Da Mang with twinkling eyes: "There are seven more markets in the society, and we can also share the money, so that's not necessarily the case."

"You know how to calculate shitty accounts!"

Da Sang scolded him angrily: "Yes, on the face of it, the club has a few more markets, but that's enough to make back the money given to Wu Zhihui."

"But have you ever thought about what Wu Zhihui does? Although he helps Ren Qingtian take care of his territory, none of the industries he owns, such as markets, credit companies, and wine associations, are innocent?!"

He had his own vision in Da Ming, and he could see at a glance why Ren Qingtian wanted to give the market that Wu Zhihui built for him to the society for no reason.

"These territories are not white at all in Wu Zhihui's hands. If Wu Zhihui uses these to make money, it will definitely turn him into a black man."

Da Sang smoked a cigarette with a cold face: "But Ren Qingtian incorporated these into the society and transferred money from the society's financial company to Wu Zhihui. That is clean money. This is helping Wu Zhihui realize cash!"

"To make money in these markets, it's just a few industries. When nightclubs reopen, don't they have something to do with the Liquor Association? The money is transferred back and forth, and it's all clean money in Wu Zhihui's pocket!"

"And that Big D, I gave it to Big D in the name of their ability to fight. Big D must be even more devoted to Wu Zhihui. Big D's identity has also risen, and he will support Wu Zhihui even more."

"Ren Qingtian just tried his best to trample on my funeral and praise Wu Zhihui. Feilong and Uncle Xing just want to make money and they won't say anything."

This is what Da Sang saw. In fact, it was indeed the case. Ren Qingtian was thinking of ways to help Wu Zhihui realize cash, win over people's hearts, and raise Wu Zhihui up.

"This"

Hearing this, Jing Jing Bing stopped talking as he watched the funeral: "If we continue at this pace, once Wu Zhihui becomes more mature, our position in the society will become weaker and weaker."

Da Sang was in the smuggler business, which was not an aboveboard thing to begin with. Then there were the nightclub girls, who were also gradually bought into Wu Zhihui's model.

If Wu Zhihui continues to develop, Uncle Xing, Feilong and Wu Zhihui will be tied more deeply. By then, even if he has many people and money, he will become a dispensable role.

"Grass!"

Da Sang gritted his teeth, took a puff of cigarette and blew out two streams of smoke from his nostrils: "Ren Qingtian, this short guy, is becoming more and more biased towards Wu Zhihui now, damn it, old guy!"

He threw the cigarette butt in his hand distractedly, and turned to look at Jing Bing: "By the way, how was the discussion with Xinji's Thirteen? Is he willing to cooperate with us?"

Although Da Sang disliked Wu Zhihui very much, he had to say that he was still very envious of Wu Zhihui's model, so he imitated Wu Zhihui and started his own business.

Thirteen is Xinji's guest. Keqing is not a member of the club, but by paying money to Xinji, he can do business safely in the name of Xinji.

His market is separated by a few streets from his own. This market is mainly engaged in catering and clothing-related industries. There used to be a boss who specialized in valet parking, but now something happened to the boss and he can't live for two days. It will be withdrawn in a month.

Da Sang immediately took a fancy to this market and wanted to take it over and build a nightclub and dance hall according to Wu Zhihui's model. If he completely copied and pasted Wu Zhihui's model, he could get a few more points.

The most important thing is that he is in the smuggler business, and he has many beautiful women from mainland China.

Following the model of Wu Zhihui's nightclub girls, and then packaging them like big stars, these women are beautiful, have little aura about them, are among the best, and will definitely be able to do a prosperous business.

and so.

He has great ideas.

If Wu Zhihui is good at it, then you should learn from him and learn from him. As long as you start doing it, you will be successful as well.

"Still talking."

Jingbing Bing looked at Da Sang: "We haven't concluded the negotiation yet. It seems that Thirteen is still waiting to see what he means. He thinks the price we offered is a bit low, and he is still in contact with other people."

"Continue talking!"

Da Sang said with great certainty: "This street market must be negotiated with me. The location is so good, it will definitely be profitable if we start it!"

"Okay, I know."

Jing Bing nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, boss, I will give my full attention to this matter."

"By the way, pay attention to the business on the shore."

Da Mang is still very well-planned in his work: "From now on, if there are any beautiful women who have smuggled in, please check their background. If they have no background or relatives on Hong Kong Island, please give me the transportation price." carry."

"When they mentioned that they couldn't afford it, they impounded the people and kept them in my hands to prepare for the opening of the nightclub."

"Beautiful, I know."

Yan Bing nodded and highlighted the key points, with a flattering smile on his face. He approached Da Sang and said in an ambiguous tone: "Then I will choose a few good ones, good-looking, good-looking and young, and arrange them for Brother Da Sang." Just give it a try, I’m sure you’ll be so happy.”

"roll roll roll."

Da Sang waved his hand angrily: "I'm not interested in these. If you want to have fun, you can do it by yourself. Remember, don't mention this kind of thing in front of your sister-in-law in the future. She will be unhappy if she hears it. I will smash your mouth." !”

There is a saying that although Da Sang is a bit arrogant and tall, he is quite caring about his family and is very dedicated to his wife.

He added another instruction: "Be careful, don't let the police catch you, be careful at all times, don't get into trouble, don't be anxious."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Jingbing Bing felt that he had been slapped on the horse's leg. He nodded and smiled in apology, and slapped himself in the mouth twice: "I'm sorry, boss, I have a bad mouth. I have a bad mouth."

"Okay, take me back."

Da Sang let out a breath, relaxed his body and leaned back on the seat, thinking about his plan in his mind.

He could no longer be suppressed by Wu Zhihui. He really couldn't bear this feeling of oppression. He had always been the only one who suppressed others, and no one could suppress him.

(End of this chapter)