Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 141 Breaking
The Lexus drove over.

Just as Da Sang was about to get in, a Lexus drove over and jammed the Lexus that was just about to start.

The windows were lowered.

co-pilot.

A middle-aged man looked at the funeral with a smile: "Brother Sang, are you interested in chatting?"

"Langziyan?!"

Da Sang frowned and looked at He Shengtu's white paper fan Lang Ziyan who suddenly appeared: "Oh, why are you here?"

He glanced at the Lexus: "Hey, have you really bought a new car? Why, you are so scared by Wu Zhihui that you don't even dare to drive a Mercedes-Benz?"

Back then, more than half a month ago, when Liang Ziyan went to date journalist Le Huizhen, Wu Zhihui smashed the new Pingzhi that Liang Ziyan mentioned in public, and threatened to open another Pingzhi when he saw him in the future. He smashed it again and again, and Liang Ziyan really didn't dare to open it.

"Ha ha."

The prodigal Ziyan smiled and said it didn't matter: "Come out and talk about what you are doing, make money, it's not ugly, there is no need to struggle with money."

After a pause, he sarcastically said: "Brother Sang is so powerful, why didn't he get slapped by Wu Zhihui in public? From now on, I don't think you will have a chance to hang out, so where can you put your face?"

"Humph."

Da Sang snorted coldly, his expression downcast: "Get out of here, I'm leaving, or I'll smash your car together."

"Let's talk?"

Lang Ziyan gestured to the front with his mouth open, and the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove out: "It won't take long."

Da Sang thought for a moment, looked at Ling Zhi who was walking away, and motioned to the driver to follow him. Lang Ziyan glanced at Ling Zhi who was following him in the rearview mirror, and chuckled: "Slow down, wait for our brother Sang."

The car drove forward for a while and stopped next to the roadside. Lang Ziyan met Da Sang: "Brother Sang is rushing to Jinhuiting for dinner to meet Ren Qingtian, so I won't waste your time."

Another person stepped out of the car, and it was He Shengtu who was sitting in the pavilion.

Jubao has a hedgehog haircut and is about 1.7-and-a-half meters tall. His body is a little on the plump side, and his face looks like a harmless little fat guy.

"This is what my boss discovered."

He waved his hand with a laugh, took out a cigarette and handed one to Da Sang: "Brother Sang, I have heard of your name a long time ago. You are indeed prestigious, but seeing you in front of Wu Zhihui tonight, It seems that I have also fallen behind.”

"What do you mean?"

Da Sang said with a cold face: "If you have something to say, don't waste time if you have nothing to do."

"Impatience."

Jue laughed and shook his head, looking at Da Sang: "Actually, it's like this. I've been following you for a long time, but I found that your current situation doesn't seem to be easy."

"I think that with your ability, you can actually do better than you are now. You don't have to succumb to Ren Qingtian and be suppressed by a small role like Wu Zhihui."

"It's just Wu Zhihui. I'm too lazy to pay attention to him. Last time he smashed up Lang Ziyan's car. Did you see what I said? It's unnecessary."

Da Sang glanced at him and smoked his cigarette silently, the smoke lingering above his head.

"You are now referring to Ferry Street, Xinji's territory. I think this matter is difficult to deal with. According to my information, Ren Qingtian has just been in contact with Xinji's Lao Xu."

Jia Bao looked at Da Sang who was silent and said to himself: "If I am not wrong, if I ask you to go to Jinhuiting to meet Ren Qingtian, it will most likely force you to withdraw from Ferry Street."

"Ren Qingtian and Lao Xu are already familiar with each other personally, and Thirteen from Ferry Street has reached an agreement with Wu Zhihui. According to Ren Qingtian's character, he will definitely not let you fight."

Jiebao continued speaking in a leisurely manner. He thought that he had done enough homework before coming to see Da Sang. He had all the necessary information and had a better understanding of Da Sang.

"call"

Da Sang blew out the smoke and his expression changed unpredictably: "What do you want to do when you talk about these things?"

"I don't want to do anything. I'm just helping Brother Sang analyze the situation you are facing."

Jue burst into laughter and continued: "Let's look at the incident in Ferry Street again. You arranged for people to rob Ferry Street. How come someone took the photos and sent them to the newspaper?"

"Obviously, someone is deliberately trying to trick you. I think the biggest beneficiary of this matter is Wu Zhihui."

"I guess he must have a mole beside you. The mole gave the news to Wu Zhihui, and then he made arrangements in advance just to use this matter to step on you."

Da Sang's frown suddenly deepened. He had been very suspicious after the accident. How could someone be at the scene by chance and bring a camera with him?But the reason has never been found.

"With so many people around you, it's hard to find a mole. There's actually no point in worrying about it now."

Jubao observed Da Sang's expression, slightly curved his mouth, and continued: "The result of this incident is that you, Da Sang, will be suppressed again because of this incident."

"Not only did I exit Ferry Street, but I was slapped by Wu Zhihui in vain. It will be even harder to get along with Ren Qingtian in the future."

"In that case, why does Brother Sang continue to hang out with Ren Qingtian? Why not find another way out and join another club."

After a pause, he continued: "Just like us and Shengtu, we and Shengtu really need someone as capable, capable and arrogant as Brother Sang."

"Heshengtu?!"

Da Sang curled his lips and said, "What's the benefit of joining you guys? Although I'm a little bit behind following Brother Tian, ​​I can still make do. I, Da Sang, am not particularly disadvantaged."

The main force of Wo Sheng Tu is in Tsuen Wan District, which is relatively close to the top. It is not as good as Yau Tsim Mong District and Hong Kong. The territory is not as big as their oil and water. Moreover, compared with Yam Qingtian and others, Wo Sheng Tu's association is still inferior. There are too many.

"It's simple."

Jia Bao's reaction to Da Mang was not surprising at all. He had already had his own ideas and drafted them in advance: "If you transfer to us and Shengtu, your own territory will still be your own. In addition, I will also give you an extra There are seven more markets for you to manage."

"Although it is a little less, don't worry. There are no too powerful societies in Tsuen Wan. From now on, as long as the territory you conquer is yours, you just need to follow the rules and draw a little from the society. How about it?"

Da Sang's expression was uncertain as he listened to the conditions laid out by Jiebao. When a person makes a decision, whether he is quick and quick or not depends on the conditions.

"Take a breath, be happy, ten streets will be taken care of for you, why are you fighting for the Ferry Street in Xinji?"

Ka Bao changed his mind again and offered new conditions, which was also very refreshing: "I know that you can't do the smuggling business in Lok Ma Chau. Now you are being stared at by the police. Just in time, these ten streets will be transformed for you. ,how?"

"Seriously?!" Da Sang was moved and turned to look at Ji Bao.

"When you come out to hang out, the most important thing is to be trustworthy."

Jiabao nodded unequivocally: "Although I founded Hesheng Tu not long ago, the reason why it has grown so quickly is credit. I lack a ruthless character like Brother Sang who can fight. .”

"Besides, Brother Sang himself has a lot of people and money. What if I lie to you and you hit me? Isn't that right?"

Jibao talked about it and knew that this matter was already close to home: "I don't need to cause trouble for myself. What I want is for everyone to be happy and make money together."

"Ha ha."

Da Sang smiled when he heard the words, but did not immediately respond. His heart was beating, but He Sheng Tu was still a little small in the final analysis.

A character like Liang Ziyan is a white paper fan, but from the way he looks in front of Wu Zhihui, we can tell that there is a big gap between the white paper fans in different societies.

Job hunting is just like looking for a job. Once you have work experience, people generally don’t think about jumping in. You definitely need to improve.

"I'm the only one sitting in Heshengtu."

Jia Bao looked at Da Sang with twinkling eyes: "We and Sheng Tu have always been on a two-way basis. We don't care. Brother Sang, please come parachute over. You have the strength."

Many societies have this tradition of talking twice about people. The person sitting in the hall is responsible for managing people, and the person responsible for managing money is responsible for managing money.

Of course, asking you to count does not mean that all the money will be placed with you. All societies have their own financial companies, and counting has a financial meaning, and it also has rights.

The advantage of being a two-talker is that if there is a problem in sitting or counting, another person can take over, so that the club will not fall into chaos.

Of course, if anyone has the ability to do all the counting and sitting in the hall directly, then let's talk about it separately.

same.

There must be clubs with two talkers, and there must be clubs with only one talker, such as He Shengyi who has been thrown into the street, and another example
He Liansheng, which is now at its peak, is the most prestigious of the He-headed societies, with the largest number of people and the largest territory. They use a single-talk system, using the method of election by the uncles.

Everyone in the club is capable, but the person who talks about the situation doesn't have much say. For example, He and Liansheng are sitting in the restaurant playing chicken. Although they are from Hong Kong, they are the only two in Wan Chai that are poor and shabby. There are not many striptease bars in the country.

Count!

After Da Sang heard the condition offered by Jue Bao, his eyes brightened instantly. He jumped directly to Jue Shu with a straw sandal, which was considered a high promotion.

Just like some company systems, some company managers are trained from the grassroots level, while some companies poach people from outside.

"It's very majestic."

He laughed loudly and said: "Let Brother Sang do the math, it also shows that I trust you enough, doesn't it?!"

Of course, it is impossible to give everything to Da Sang if he is parachuted in. What if he is just a young man? Give him everything in the account book and die in an instant if he betrays. It is all done step by step.

"Row!"

Da Sang thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

after all.

What Ji Bao said is all the truth. Ren Qingtian helped Wu Zhihui suppress him. It was impossible for him to get involved again, so why should he continue to be a green leaf?If he is mourning, he will not be the role of Luye, he will be the protagonist.

"it is good!"

Jubao smiled and stretched out his hand: "That's it, when you finish handling these things and come to Heshengtu, I will make it smooth for you."

"it is good!"

Da Sang also showed a smile, and held his palms together with Ji Bao.

"Boss."

Lang Ziyan watched the mournful Ling Zhi drive away, looked at the taillights and worriedly said: "Isn't it too risky to just give him a ranking position?"

"If I don't take risks, how dare I bring him over if I don't have the ability?"

Jue burst out laughing and disagreed: "There is a big funeral and there is money, so why should people come here if they are not given the position?"

His eyes were bright and his thoughts were clear: "Besides, if Da Mang is separated, then he still has territory in Aberdeen."

In Hong Kong, the most popular company currently is Ren Qingtian, and all the lucrative territory is in the hands of Ren Qingtian.

But Ren Qingtian's territory is scattered. There are only Wu Zhihui and Da Sang in Aberdeen. If Da Sang is separated, he will be He Shengtu's boss, and that will be He Shengtu's territory.

When needed, Da Sang's territory is a perfect springboard to break into Aberdeen!

This is a revelation of his own vision. Of course, it is not something that a person like Luang Ziyan can understand.

···
eight pm.Jinhuiting.

Lexus stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. Da Sang threw the keys to the parking boy who came up to him, and took out a big gold bull from his pocket: "Brother Tian, ​​are you here?"

Da Sang is arrogant, but he also has great style in doing things. When it's time to be generous, be generous, and Taurus will directly do it.

"not yet."

The parking boy looked at the big golden bull in Da Sang's hand, and his eyes lit up: "Thank you, Brother Sang, Brother Sang is so generous." Then he saw Da Sang's slightly red face before he left: "Brother Sang, yours What’s wrong with your face?”

"Grass!"

Da Sang slapped the parking boy on the head and gave up the big golden bull that was originally placed in the parking boy's hand: "Park the car for me. If you scratch it, I will kill you."

"unlucky!"

Da Sang cursed in a low voice and walked swaggeringly into Jinhuiting.

He arrived at the private room on the sixth floor with ease, opened the door and went in. Uncle Xing and Feilong were already sitting inside and smoking.

"Great mourning."

When Uncle Xing saw Da Sang come in, he raised his hand and patted the back of the seat next to him: "Come on, sit down and have a cup of tea first."

"Humph."

Da Sang snorted coldly, pulled out a stool and sat down next to Uncle Xing. He turned sideways and picked up the teapot in front of him and poured water into the cup: "We agreed on eight o'clock in the evening, hum, eight o'clock."

"What time is it now? It's five past eight, and he's not here yet? What the hell is going on."

"Calm down, why are you so angry?"

Uncle Xing took a cigarette from the table and gave it to him: "How can we people be as impetuous as the people below."

"Humph."

Da Sang held a cigarette between his arms, picked up a teacup and drank tea, and stopped talking.

In the blink of an eye.

Another 5 minutes passed.

downstairs.

The red Mercedes-Benz stopped. Ren Qingtian and Laji got out of the car, and the parking boy greeted them enthusiastically.

Wu Zhihui threw the car keys to the parking boy, gave them to Zhang Dajinniu, and headed upstairs.

in the private room.

"What the hell!"

Da Sang casually put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "It's been 10 minutes, why don't you come?"

"Wait a minute."

Feilong curled his lips and smiled: "It takes time to pee."

"I have kidney deficiency. Let me urinate for 10 minutes and the drip will come out slowly."

Da Sang sat on his seat irritably, his brows knitted together: "He was going to play like this, if I had known I wouldn't have come."

Just as he was talking, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Ren Qingtian, in a suit and leather tie, walked in with a smile: "Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road. I was late because of the traffic jam."

Wu Zhihui followed Ren Qingtian, helped him pull out the stool, and sat down next to him. Wu Zhihui was now qualified enough to hold this position.

"Depend on!"

Da Sang looked at Ren Qingtian angrily: "Brother Tian, ​​what are you doing here so late? Do you know that in such a short time, many people will die."

"What am I doing? You don't know what I'm doing?"

The smile on Ren Qingtian's face turned cold. He raised his hand and threw three newspapers on the table: "Don't even look at the good things you have done!"

"The Yan family shovel, why don't you want to seize Thirteen's territory? The work is so rough that people will recognize Ma Zai. Even if they recognize it, they still have to rob it by force."

"Lao Xu from Xinji said he was going to beat you. If Lao Xu and I hadn't been sitting there and drinking a few more cups of tea, Ma Chai would have driven in by now!"

"Humph."

Hearing this, Da Sang snorted coldly and held a cigarette in his mouth: "It has nothing to do with me."

"Still talking hard."

Ren Qingtian scolded and tapped his fingers on the table several times: "Xinji has captured your people and said everything. What else do you have to quibble with."

"Then fight!"

Da Sang waved his hand and said impatiently: "So what if you know? So what of Xinji?"

"I have more men and more money. If he wants to fight, I will fight with him. The Yan family shovels and makes it look like the real thing. Big me? Who is afraid of whom?"

"Snapped!"

Ren Qingtian slapped his hand on the table: "There is no conflict at all, how can you still be reasonable if you are so blatantly trying to steal Xinji's territory?"

"People from the Number Gang and Xinji are all here today. Why are they there? They are just waiting for you to say start the fight, street boy! As soon as you say start the fight, they will all stare at you."

"Every portion is a portion. Grab as much as you can. I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep your own plate in the end."

"Humph."

Da Sang didn't listen to Ren Qingtian at all: "You people are old and afraid of this and that, but I don't care, I'm young, I have more people and more money, I'm not afraid, if anyone dares to hit me, I'll hit them too! "

"There's nothing to talk about!"

Ren Qingtian's words hit the target immediately: "Now, immediately, call your people to withdraw and return the territory to Thirteen."

He looked at Da Sang coldly: "Hui Zai has already negotiated this market on Thirteen, but you still want to reach out and poke it. Why, this is the only plate in Hong Kong that you can interfere with?!"

"impossible!"

Da Sang almost reflexively denied Ren Qingtian's words and stood up from his seat: "It is absolutely impossible to return the territory to him. Once it is in my hands, there is no reason to give it back for nothing."

"Um?!"

Ren Qingtian had a strong nasal voice and his voice was several points higher: "What are you talking about? I want you to give your territory back!"

"Look at Hui Zai, how did he fight He Shengyi? How was Flour Qiang beaten to death, and how much profit did he bring to the company?"

He had a cold face, as if he hated iron and steel: "Look at what you are doing? It's so shoddy that I even have to smile to drink tea with Lao Xu and help him pour the tea."

Ren Qingtian didn't say Wu Zhihui was okay, but when he mentioned Wu Zhihui, his temper immediately rose.

"Wu Zhihui? What does Wu Zhihui rely on? If you hadn't taken care of him, how could he get up so quickly?"

Da Sang pushed the stool away and walked towards Ren Qingtian: "What ability does Wu Zhihui have? If I had his resources, I would go to the market of Shisan. Why can he do it and I can't do it?!"

Da Sang directly accused Ren Qingtian face to face.

"Big funeral!"

Uncle Xing frowned: "Why are you talking to Brother Tian?"

"What do I say? What else do I say?"

The mournful mood was completely shattered, and his face was still burning: "I have tolerated you for a long time. I will always eat at Jin Huiting on Jiahe Street by Wu Zhihui, and drink tea at your Changji Tea House. "

He chewed the cigarette, clapping it hard with both hands and said, "What? There are no high-end restaurants in my Da Sang territory? There are no teahouses in my Da Sang territory? Does it have to be here?"

Da Sang glared and rebuked loudly: "Fuck, you are doing things unfairly and suppressing me, Da Sang, otherwise I would never be worse than Wu Zhihui!"

"Humph."

Ren Qingtian sneered when he heard this, and listened to Da Sang's remarks, which were not just the classic "If I were rich": "Da Sang, I'm not talking about you, what level were you when Huizai didn't show up? "

"It's been so long. What level are you at? You're getting worse and worse. Do you blame us for favoring Hui Zai?"

"Isn't it?!" Da Sang said forcefully: "I have no ability, how can I support so many people and so much money under my command?!"

"A lot of people? Is there any use in having more people?!"

Wu Zhihui finally stood up, stared at the funeral, and scolded him unceremoniously: "If you come out to mess around, wolves will always eat meat. If you are a dog, you only deserve to eat shit. If you were really good, you would have been good long ago."

"You pay for the Shisan market when you like it. You can't bear to raise the monthly rent of 3 yuan just for the sake of it. No wonder you can't do business. What's the point of just shouting and killing? use?!"

Wu Zhihui sneered coldly: "What does it mean to pay back a lot of money to so many people? It's not like you have no brains."

"Wu Zhihui's shovel, you!"

Da Sang glared at Wu Zhihui and wanted to say something but was interrupted by Ren Qingtian: "Okay, there's no need to talk nonsense about this. Return the market to Thirteen. I don't want to say it a third time."

"no way!"

Da Sang was determined to open up the matter completely today and said: "I hold this street in my hands and there is no way I can give it back to him. If they have the ability, they can come and take it back."

"If anything happens, I will bear it myself. You guys don't need to worry about me. I have people and money, so I'll beat you up if you want!!"

In this matter, Da Sang is really confident, and he is not afraid of Xin Ji and the number helper at all. Besides, there is also He Sheng Tu's revelations.

Speaking of it.

Da Sang paused for a moment, glanced at Wu Zhihui thoughtfully, and then focused on Ren Qingtian: "Brother Tian, ​​let's not talk about this anymore. Are you going to be a peacemaker or a troublemaker? "

"Grass!"

The hot chick standing behind frowned when he heard this and scolded: "Da Sang, what do you mean, how dare you talk to Brother Tian like this!"

"What do I mean? It's boring!"

Da Sang let out a breath and raised his hand to straighten his collar: "I'll leave this matter here, no one is qualified to interfere."

"My funeral is the most powerful now that I have a large number of people. If anyone disagrees with my funeral, I can split up my family or transfer my family. There are plenty of places that welcome my funeral."

"In a word, I definitely want Ferry Street. Otherwise, I will leave. Without you, I will be as powerful as a mourner!"

(End of this chapter)