Chapter 40: Advance and Retreat, Loyalty and Courage

Fat Cat raised his hand to control the situation, and said with a relieved tone: "Okay, the horse race is not over yet, don't rush to exchange the ticket."

"I have already explained the two things I need to do as the grandfather of the community."

"For those of you who are thoughtful, please accompany me for two more cups of tea. I am busy working on my career, so I won't see you off when you go downstairs."

In fact, he was also surprised by the backbone shown by Yin Zhaotang.

Just like what Jie Shiyong said, you can send your younger brothers to join the party, but in the end, Yin Zhaotang gets to be in the limelight and Sang Kun loses face.

Moreover, Yin Zhaotang was very cunning at the beginning, trying to hide behind the society to make money, but suddenly he became very bold and insisted on meeting Sang Kun in person.

Fat Cat couldn't help but feel relieved, thinking to himself: "The work was not in vain, the signboard was not used in vain, young people still value loyalty!"

If Yin Zhaotang had no choice and was forced to drink that first glass of wine, he would undoubtedly be pushed out by Jing Zhongyi to be used as a bastion.

But he actually had many choices, and he still had to face Sang Kun and attract his firepower. It was not because he was desperate, but because he was very satisfied with what Grandpa did today, so he wanted to return the favor and help Grandpa polish his brand, so that the whole hall would be painted with black background and gold, and the four-character sign of loyalty and courage.

Not for money, not for fame, but only for friendship, come in!
If you are after money, fame, or wealth, and are afraid of death, then retreat!

The Fat Cat gave him the impression of an old-fashioned boss who guarded the old order of the underworld, had ambition but no strength, could not keep up with the development of the times, and struggled to maintain the operation of the society.

He could keep the precarious reputation of Jing Zhongyi, but he couldn't keep his once resounding reputation. However, he did not lose his inner principles, but quietly waited for the opportunity.
Maybe, he will die in the endless waiting, becoming a person silently eliminated by the times. Maybe, he can catch that glimmer of opportunity in the last time and lead the entire Jingzhongyi to turn things around!

Yin Zhaotang knew very well that there would be no good ending if he joined a gang, but without any background, there was no future!
If you can't be a second-generation noble, you can be a gangster.

You don’t have to fight and kill yourself, you will be given enough face, money and opportunities!
If the society is willing to support the small one, then the small one will support the society to become big!
From 1980 to the millennium, there were plenty of opportunities to make money, but it still wasn't enough to feed Jing Zhongyi, and it still wasn't enough to fatten up the thirteen people here?

Besides, it is easier to steer a small boat, unlike a big boat with many people and factions, which restrain each other. At the critical moment, it is easier to wash white and go ashore. If there is opposition, all the people will be sent to paddling and deformed. Therefore, today he took the initiative to take responsibility for the society, to be the vanguard general of Jing Zhongyi, and crush Dong'an!

"Grandpa, it's nothing, just go ahead."

"There's still something going on at the venue."

Pa Chewei stood up first, clasped his fists and said goodbye, without forgetting to glance at Bai Yinzhaotang.

In short, the more popular Yin Zhaotang became, the more unhappy he became.

"Ah."

Fat Cat snorted to show his agreement.

Yin Zhaotang knocked on the table and said, "My dear friends, I have developed a small business in Shanghai Street. I mainly take guests on horseback rides and take tourists to eat seafood and taste abalone."

"As everyone knows, it is easy to find smelly abalone in the market now, but it is hard to find good abalone."

"The phone calls for seafood are overwhelming every day. The girls my brothers have can't handle so many customers. I'm sorry, fellow disciples, please help share the burden. The water pumping is based on the market price, 20 yuan per hour, but please provide your own car to pick up the customers. Is anyone interested?"

Pa Chewei paused for a moment, looking slightly embarrassed.
Because the two dance halls he looked at in Causeway Bay also had prostitutes, but the key point was that business was still very poor.

"A Tang!"

"Twenty dollars an hour, give it to me in batches first." He said hurriedly, holding a cigarette in his hand.

Yin Zhaotang smelled the stinky hairtail breath coming over, and cursed in his heart, but covered his expression with the action of drinking tea, nodded politely, and said: "No problem, Brother Qiang, we are old friends, and we will definitely bring customers to your place first." The stinky Qiang looked proud and boasted: "Atang, I thought you were smart at the beginning, and I was sure you would succeed. Look, you are rich now."

"Brother Qiang, let me say one more thing. I have never cheated you of a single cent! Blame that idiot Jixiang for ruining the relationship between us brothers."

Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "I know. I don't doubt you. But don't blame me for opening a hotel and letting you eat leftovers."

"Tiao, Atang, are you kidding? This is called leftovers!"

Chukou Qiang said indifferently: "Then you can treat me as a beggar. I love to eat what is left over."

"Anyway, let's work together to make money in the future." Yin Zhaotang took the cigarette he threw to him and put it in his mouth.

Seeing this, Yaoyang, the white paper fan in Tseung Kwan O, took over the conversation: "Ah Tang, the country bumpkins in Tseung Kwan O don't have the money to take a taxi to Kowloon to have fun. But yesterday, two restaurant owners who run seafood businesses called me."

"She said she was very excited after reading your magazine and wanted to have a bite of the beautiful stuff on the cover."

Yin Zhaotang understood what he meant and patted his chest generously: "Leave it to me, Brother Yaoyang! If there are any rich people in the countryside who want to play with cover girls, just contact my egg tarts. But there are two different prices for models and wild chickens. I will take 20% of the price directly!"

Yaoyang smiled and said, "No problem, thank you very much!"

The high-end line can provide a variety of game modes, such as day packages, travel companionship, and gambling companionship. What they sell is not a few minutes of pleasure, but the supreme VIP service from head to toe.

Therefore, even if Yaoyang was deducted 20%, he still made a profit, and of course he had to thank Yin Zhaotang.

Pa Chewei sat back down in his seat, spread out his hands and said, "We are all brothers from the same sect. Atang, your guests can't eat enough, let me help you."

The leader of the Causeway Bay Hall, Da Mo, slapped him on the head and said, "You don't even know how to ask for help! Talk to Ah Tang properly. Is there anything that can't be discussed among ourselves?"

"Ah Tang, your magazine is also selling very well in Hong Kong Island. You must have a lot of customers from Hong Kong Island. Please take care of it. Don't bother with Ah Wei, that stinky guy. He's just stupid, not a bad person."

Yin Zhaotang understood why Pa Chewei was not convinced, but if Pa Chewei dared to harm him, he would have done it long ago. There was really no point in making a fuss now, so he said, "Brother Da Mo, stop making fun of me. Brother Wei is a senior in the club after all, and I respect him very much. I will need Brother Wei's help in many ways in the future."

"It's even more impossible for customers from Hong Kong Island to cross the sea to Kowloon. If we don't do it for you, why do we do it for outsiders?"

"Same old, twenty dollars an hour."

Damo said meaningfully: "That's right, if you let outsiders do it, there will be no first drink."

When Fat Cat saw that the big guys from the three gangs were all having a good chat with Yin Zhaotang, he knew the reason was that Yin Zhaotang knew how to give up his interests and cooperate for mutual benefit. He had a very clear mind!
Now the society really wanted to fight with Dong Anzi, and the three gangs were willing to join the battle. At this time, the society was united and very united.

"He is indeed a leading talent." He was extremely satisfied.

Flying Dragon Ball Room.

"boom!"

Sang Kun simply lifted up the phone and smashed it fiercely on the ground. The latest model of Ericsson phone instantly broke into pieces.

"Is this idiot like Yaoji qualified to be the boss? He asked me to prepare the first round of wine. Fine, I've dealt with Yin Zhaotang, and he will be the next one!"

(End of this chapter)

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