Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 147
"How's it going?"

A Cong held the phone and listened to Wu Zhihui's three consecutive questions on the phone. He subconsciously wanted to tell the truth, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them accidentally:
"No, there is nothing happening at the moment."

Ah Cong simply organized his words: "I have already informed Da Sang as you said. Da Sang's reaction was very intense. He is now very afraid of death and wants to take a preemptive strike."

"But he hasn't decided yet on how to say it, how to do it, and who the target is. He hasn't told me yet. Depending on what he means, it doesn't seem like he may arrange for me to do it."

Zhang Jingliang's words today really touched Ah Cong's heart. He was unwilling to be an undercover agent for the rest of his life, let alone go back to be a policeman.

During these days of being an undercover agent next to Da Sang, Acong's life was much more comfortable than when he was in the police force. There was no need to wake up every morning to go to work and patrol the streets in the bright sun.

There is no need at all, and you are not controlled by others. You can do whatever you want. Now that you have reached the position of the little boss, you still have to manage how many people are under your control. Don't be too comfortable.

It's not like being in the police force, where you have to bow down to your superiors and have many rules. Here, as long as you can stand out, you will be the most powerful one.

This was a change in rules and living habits, and there was another change that he couldn't refuse.

banknote.

Ah Cong used to work as an errand, and it only cost a lot of money per month, but he followed the funeral and did several things one after another.

In addition to the matter of planting flags on Ferry Street this time, he has found 8 yuan so far. This is something that it would take him a long time to find as a policeman.

Of course, the money has already been spent.

He earned money quickly and spent it quickly, but he enjoyed the process very much. With the money, the beautiful women around him could be anything they wanted. This huge change in life before and after had a great impact on A Cong.

This was a temptation he couldn't resist.

This kind of situation shouldn't be too common for A Cong. There are many undercover agents who finally stopped working because of the huge contrast between before and after.

and so.

After today's conversation with Zhang Jingliang, A Cong has already made a decision.

Yes.

You have to do things anyway, so why not try a different approach and take the opportunity to build your own team so that you can get to the top faster.

After seeing the power of money and status, Acong's desire began to grow wildly and quickly engulfed him, so he chose to deceive Wu Zhihui without hesitation.

"alright."

Wu Zhihui didn't doubt what A Cong said. It was normal for Da Sang not to make a decision so quickly: "Then I'm waiting for your news. Don't be too anxious. Just let nature take its course. If you are too anxious, Da Sang will become suspicious. "

"Ok, I know."

A Cong nodded, and came from behind him: "Brother Cong, which sister are you calling? Come on, we've finished three rounds, and we're waiting for you to come to the table."

"understood."

A Cong dismissed the rogue boy, held the phone and said with a smile: "Brother Hui, let's do this for now, I'll hang up, I know better, bye."

He couldn't wait to hang up the phone and went back to the card table inside, tugging at the waist of his pants: "I'll just tell you, I'm going to kill you all tonight, until twelve o'clock, I'll take you to have fun!"

"Brother Cong is good!"

Several horse boys got into a carnival and started playing mahjong in full swing.

"Dudu."

Wu Zhihui held the hung up phone, frowned, and threw the phone aside: "Playing mahjong is quite leisurely."

When Hong Kong Sheng saw Wu Zhihui finishing the phone call, he returned to him again. Seeing Hong Kong Sheng coming over, Wu Zhihui looked at her: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I'll fall asleep soon."

Hong Kong's head lowered slightly with a shy expression, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's cry: "Wait until you take a shower before going to bed."

After the Hong Kong students sang about love, they had some expectations in their hearts and were eager to give it a try.

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui looked at Hong Kong Sheng's expression, stood up and hugged Hong Kong Sheng horizontally in his arms, walked toward the bedroom, put her on the bed, and unbuttoned her shirt:

"Wait for me for a while, I'll take a quick shower."

"I don't want to sleep here with you." Hong Kong Sheng was like a kitten that had been exposed to Xiao Jiujiu. He struggled to get up from the bed, but Wu Zhihui put him down again: "Be good."

After a brief rinse, Wu Zhihui returned to the room and simply wrapped himself in a bath towel, his muscles exposed and full of strength.

Seeing this situation, Hong Kong Sheng's face turned red, and he shyly pulled the quilt and got directly into the bed, arching in the bed.

Wu Zhihui chuckled and slipped directly into the quilt, and the two started playing around in the quilt.

After a while, the two men stopped fighting, and Hong Kong Sheng was subdued by Wu Zhihui. With a "Oh" sound, his body went limp.

·
Early the next morning.

As usual, Aji got up on time and entered the main building, but there was no breakfast on the dining table today.

The hall was also quiet and there was no one around. Hong Kong Sheng didn't see anyone at all. The bedding in the nanny's room was neatly folded. It seemed that Hong Kong Sheng didn't stay in the nanny's room at all last night.

"Ugh"

Aji sighed, shook his head, and stepped into the kitchen. After rinsing his hands, he opened the refrigerator, glanced at the ingredients inside, and started making breakfast. While making breakfast, he whispered:

"It's miserable, it's miserable. This comfortable life will be gone in just a few days."

"From today on, I will not only be responsible for the safety of the boss, but also take care of the breakfast for the boss and Hong Kong students. It's too miserable."

Although Ah Ji is obsessed with martial arts, it doesn't mean that he is a big idiot. He knows everything with his head. Hong Kong students have lived in the nanny's room and then moved into the boss's bedroom.

In the future, I will have to be a bodyguard and a breakfast nanny. Who knows? It’s really miserable!

It seems that I have to go to the market to find a new nanny.

"Morning, Aji."

Wu Zhihui yawned and appeared behind Aji. He glanced at the seafood porridge stewed in the pot and smelled the faint umami smell: "Not bad, he is good at cooking."

He stretched out his hand and twisted the fried rice cake aside: "You brat, what are you mumbling about?"

"Push the street."

Ah Ji was startled by the sudden appearance of Wu Zhihui: "No, boss, you walk without making a sound, I'll throw it away."

He slapped Wu Zhihui's hand that was reaching for the rice cake with the hand holding the chopsticks: "Boss, don't be so anxious. It's very hot when it comes out of the pot. Ask your sister-in-law to go downstairs and wash up and have breakfast."

"sneaking."

Wu Zhihui muttered, turned around and left the kitchen.

15 minute later.

The three of them gathered around the dining table to eat breakfast. Hong Kong's long hair was tied into a ponytail. He lowered his head to scoop up the porridge with a spoon and put it into his mouth. His eyes narrowed into crescent moons and he exclaimed:
"Wow, I really can't tell. Brother Ji is not only good at martial arts, but also has such good cooking skills. This porridge is made very well and is so fresh."

Hong Kong Sheng, a person who doesn't like to drink porridge, was full of praise for it. She had witnessed Aji's skills and now she gave him a thumbs up for his cooking skills.

"hey-hey."

Aji smiled reservedly and ate breakfast with relish: "Let me tell you, I learned my cooking skills from my brother. My brother Abu's cooking skills are better and the dishes he cooks are more delicious."

When mentioning his younger brother Abu, Aji obviously started to talk more: "Although he only cooks some home-cooked dishes, they are definitely delicious and can be eaten."

"If he were here, if we could eat his food for a month, we would all gain weight."

He showed a reminiscence expression: "It's a pity, I have only eaten the food he cooked a few times. He came back once in the middle and didn't stay long."

"is it?"

Hong Kong student became interested, swallowed the food in his mouth and then continued to speak: "Then you must try your brother Abu's cooking skills if you have the chance."

"Aji."

Wu Zhihui picked up a piece of rice cake and bit it: "Didn't you say he was back? Why didn't he come to see you? Let's meet each other."

"Haha, don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities later."

Aji shrugged: "He has the biggest speciality, that is, he values ​​love and righteousness. Didn't I tell the boss that he was shot in northern Myanmar a year ago and almost lost his life? Thanks to that The nurse saved him."

"This time, it just so happens that this nurse is coming over there and will stay at Mingxin Hospital for half a month. It's a medical exchange. He plans to find an opportunity to meet the nurse."

"Thanks for her life-saving grace, because after this time, he will not go to northern Myanmar, and we may not have the chance to meet him in the future."

"That's it."

Wu Zhihui nodded, and Hong Kong Sheng's eyes were also full of approval: "Then your brother is really good, affectionate and righteous." His eyes narrowed into crescent moons again, and he teased: "Isn't it that Abu is the one he likes? "

"Hahaha."

The three laughed at the same time.

After breakfast.The two drove out. Today was the day to check the accounts as usual every week. Ah Ji was about to go out with Wu Zhihui.

Hong Kong Sheng was bored at home and strongly demanded to go with him. Wu Zhihui couldn't resist her, so he could only take her with him. Anyway, Hong Kong Sheng's identity had been revealed and it was settled.

Credit companies, food markets, nightclubs, and the largest Chinese liquor company, although Wu Zhihui did not personally handle these, the accounts still had to be checked regularly.

There were basically no problems with the accounts. Wu Zhihui just checked the numbers roughly. There were no particularly big problems. However, he discovered an episode in the middle.

While at the market, Hong Kong students discovered an error in the accounts at a glance. Although the difference was only a few dozen dollars, Wu Zhihui was a little surprised.

Are Hong Kong students so sensitive to numbers?
So Wu Zhihui asked casually: "Hong Kong students, do you want to learn accounting? I will find a training teacher for you."

"Really?"

The Hong Kong student showed great interest and nodded in agreement like a chicken pecking at rice, with light in his eyes: "I'm very interested. I actually got good grades, but I didn't study because my family had no money."

"Okay."

Wu Zhihui agreed wholeheartedly. If Hong Kong students are really talented in this area, it can be put to use. Being so sensitive to numbers is a good thing.

Just arrange for Changmao to handle this matter. Let her learn first. Later, if Hong Kong students are interested, they can consider further in-depth training.

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In the blink of an eye.

Two days passed.

night.

Dafugui Restaurant.

He opened two large private rooms connected together and called his own people and those who were mourning. The private rooms were full.

The biggest person tonight is of course the master who broke the news, Sha Lao Tai. Sha Lao Tai is also here. With the title of "Emperor of Wan Chai", he naturally sits in the main seat, as he should.

"Whatever, whatever."

Tai, the silly guy, touched Da Sang who was raising his glass, took a sip of wine, put down the glass, picked up the cigarette on the table, and Ju Bao, who was sitting next to him, quickly put the fire up:

"Great mourning. In fact, I had already noticed you when you were working for Ren Qingtian. It was very eye-catching. Among the people under him, you had the most people."

"Brother Tai, thank you."

Da Sang nodded in low-key response. Although he was arrogant enough, he was still very restrained in front of Silly Tai. After all, Silly Tai's previous status in the world was here.

"I'm not saying he is Ren Qingtian."

Silly Guy Tai took a puff of his cigarette, puffed out the smoke, and moved his hands and feet in a manner that seemed to be pointing the country: "Ren Qingtian, even though he is short, his eyesight is very short-sighted, and he always helps Wu Zhihui, the young man." Suppress you."

"If it hadn't been for him, I think you would have taken over the position long ago. Alas, this man's heart would have known that he was doing things so unfairly. I shouldn't have saved him and made peace with him back then."

Da Sang didn't say anything when he heard this, but his face was very good-looking, even with a little smile. He felt that Tai Tai was right.

"Master, Master."

Jia Bao caught the change of expression on Da Sang's face and quickly said in a low voice: "It's better not to say more. After all, Ren Qingtian's position is there. It's not good to say too much, it's not good."

"cut."

Silly guy Tai sneered when he heard this and curled his lips in disdain: "Even if he Ren Qingtian is in front of me, then I still say this, he Ren Qingtian is doing things unfairly."

"So what if he hears it? What, he still refuses to accept it? My idiot Tai goes out and stands on the street and shouts randomly. Look at how many people come out?!"

He spoke extremely forcefully, with a little bit of arrogance in his words.

"Yes, that's true."

Da Sang laughed and praised: "Who doesn't know Brother Tai's name in this area? It's very famous."

Silly Guy Tai had really taken on a lot of disciples before, and his network of connections was pretty good, so he would be able to live happily after he abdicated.

"Great mourning."

Silly guy Tai listened to Da Sang's words and nodded with satisfaction: "Let me tell you, Ren Qingtian didn't know how to employ people in the past, but it's different when you join Zhibao and Shengtu."

"I can guarantee that in less than half a year, your position and power will be doubled compared to now, and you will find more. You are my favorite disciple. I know his level well."

"When necessary, I will stand up and help you support your work."

"Thank you, thank you Brother Tai."

Da Sang nodded and bowed again. When facing the idiot Tai, he was still very low-key.

While they were talking, the door to the private room opened, and a fat middle-aged man appeared at the door, wearing a suit and tie, with slightly curly hair and an obvious scar at the corner of his mouth.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

The middle-aged man held a cigar in his hand and walked towards the main table while talking: "There were a lot of things at night, and it took a little time. Brother Tai, don't blame me."

The yellow-haired horse boy behind him was the first to help the middle-aged man pull out the stool, and the middle-aged man sat down smoothly.

As he took his seat, Da Sang felt pressure, both from his middle-aged body shape and from his imposing manner.

"This is the boss of Zhongyi Society, Wang Bao."

Silly Guy Tai smiled and extended his hand to introduce: "Brother Bao and I have a good personal relationship, we are very close, and Chubao's relationship with Brother Bao is even better, and both parties have business cooperation. "

Da Sang nodded with a smile and greeted Wang Bao: "Brother Bao, I heard you said your name."

"Ha ha."

Wang Bao held a cigar and smiled: "A big funeral is not bad, Ren Qingtian's top horse."

Everyone started the business bragging mode, and started bragging to each other tacitly.

"You may not think that Brother Bao is fat, but his skills are not inferior to mine, much better than mine."

The idiot Tai continued to talk eloquently: "Wu Zhihui under Ren Qingtian and the gangsters around him sound good, but compared with Brother Bao, they are not even a bit worse."

He was beaming: "If there is a chance, let Brother Bao take action. It will not be a piece of cake to deal with the two of them."

"I'm serious, Brother Tai."

Wang Bao waved his hand reservedly, but did not answer Silly Tai's words. He held a cigar and chatted with them for a while, then found a reason and left. Silly Tai did not insist on staying.

After the dinner was over for more than an hour, it was announced that they had invited Da Sang to dinner today. They wanted nothing more than to show off their muscles. They wanted to tell Da Sang that if you join He Sheng Tu, you will only get better and better.

After a dinner party, Da Sang finally saw He Shengtu's strength. With the support of Silly Guy Tai, it was okay.

However, the appearance of Wang Bao, the boss of the Zhongyi Club, did not make Da Sang feel bad. On the contrary, he looked down on them.

Wang Bao just came over for a formality and left without sitting for a few minutes. He didn't talk about anything useful. He probably just wanted to show off to the idiot, which didn't count.

As for Silly Guy Tai himself, that's all. Opening and closing his mouth depends on how many famous disciples he has and how old he is. In fact, that's all.

Those who are really strong enough will open and shut their mouths to talk about these things?If Chu Bao was really good-looking in the hands of He Shengtu, he would not push himself to the position of being the number one.

His Dasang character is arrogant in comparison.

Although he was at odds with Wu Zhihui, he felt that people like Wu Zhihui were truly arrogant, silent and beating you whenever they asked, which was not like them.

After the dinner, he left and got together with He Shengtu. In this way, he already had a new idea. He Shengtu was not bad, but he could completely overshadow the explosion.

First, use sister-in-law A Mei to get Wu Zhihui, and establish a reputation in Heshengtu. After joining Heshengtu, take your time. Soon, you will take the position of the bomber and replace it as the seat of the house. What a double-talker. I'm the only one sitting in the restaurant!
The gate of Dafugui.

Joo laughed heartily as he sent the silly guy Tai into the car. When he put him in the car, he didn't forget to give him the Italian food he had prepared a long time ago. It was purely regarded as the appearance fee for the old master.

Silly guy Tai was also happy. He said a few words to him, went to the corner, took out his bicycle from inside, unlocked it, and stepped on the bike.

Jiabao insisted on arranging for someone to take Silly Tai back, but Silly Tai refused. He patted his bicycle and said, "This bike has been with me for many years, and I am used to riding a bicycle when going out."

He showed his style: "Who said you have to drive a Mercedes-Benz if you have money? My bicycle is the same. It is convenient for going anywhere."

"Ok."

Ji Bao didn't force it. He watched Tai, the idiot, pedal away on his bicycle. Then he turned to look at Liang Ziyan, who was standing next to him: "How are the arrangements for you being arranged?"

"It's been arranged."

Lang Ziyan lowered his voice, patted his chest and made a promise: "The swordsmen are all ready, just waiting for the induction ceremony of the great funeral."

"If Ren Qingtian doesn't show up on the day of the inauguration ceremony, we can directly deal with Da Sang that night and blame Ren Qingtian for Da Sang's death. When Da Sang rushes to the street, we can take over their territory on both sides! "

This is the rivers and lakes.

You scheme against me and I scheme against you, and they are all plotting against each other. They all seem to be harmonious on the surface, but privately they are plotting against each other.

They are all looking for opportunities and everything that can allow them to gain the greatest benefit at a certain moment, and they plot against each other for this purpose.

(End of this chapter)