Chapter 41 Zhuang Xiong's Brother
Chapter 41 Zhuang Xiong's Brother
"Brother Tang, how is it?"
"Is there any trouble upstairs? Someone just brought down a garbage bag." Egg Tart, two people on the left hand and a few thugs who were guarding the door were playing cards.
The people at three tables were having fun hoeing the ground. When they saw a group of thieves appear one after another, they knew that the meeting upstairs was over.
Throw away all the cards, stand up and greet the boss.
As long as the big guys are having a good chat, the younger brothers will give each other face. Seeing that Morgan Stanley, Street Market Yong, Guangzai, Xiaosha, and Kouchouqiang are all happy, the younger brothers' expressions are also a lot more relaxed.
In fact, most of the time, society meetings are filled with quarrels, over fame and profit.
There are fewer times of harmony and fewer times of joyous scenes.
Yin Zhaotang smiled and asked Dan Tart: "Guess who is in the garbage bag?"
"Depend on!"
“Good luck!”
Dan Tart was startled and couldn't help grinning. Although he had guessed it when he was playing cards just now, he was still shocked when it was confirmed. After all, he was the big boss who had handed over red envelopes and served tea to him.
It was really horrifying to be put into a garbage bag and thrown away in front of him.
Zuoshou smiled smugly and said, "I told you long ago that it was Jixiang who fell, but you still didn't believe me. Today, the boss wants him to survive. He should just go back to Kwun Tong and sell cart noodles."
Yin Zhaotang took out a cigarette box and shared it with the brothers in front of him. He raised his eyes and asked, "Am I really fierce? I'm like a murderer. It's not me who wants Jixiang to die, it's the family law!"
"Call a car and go." He originally wanted to report a medical institution suitable for donations, but he couldn't think of one at the moment, so he changed his mind and said, "Go back to the rental house. I'm going to take Jiahui to the hospital tonight. Zuoshou, take a few people to collect Dahua and Chaozi's little brother."
"The telephone company is a little overwhelmed, and they want to recruit someone who can make money."
With his left hand, he lit the cigarette for the boss while replying, "Boss, you are really kindhearted. You still remember to take care of Dahua and those Ah Chao guys."
Yin Zhaotang glanced at him and warned, "Jixiang embezzled our money, it's none of Achao, Dahua's business. Besides, Achao and Dahua were half of our people before. If we don't use them and just recruit the stragglers on the street, how long will it take to feel at ease?"
"After recruiting them, Jixiang opened a valet parking business on a street in Kwun Tong. Although after deducting various points, he could only make a few thousand dollars, but it was enough to support a dozen hooligans."
"Although the magazine is profitable, it can't support many bad guys to work. Business with workstations is very important to us."
Zuo Shou nodded: "If they don't want to follow us..."
"That's fine, let's recruit people slowly." Yin Zhaotang didn't really need them. As long as they were carrying the banner for the club now, it would be best to recruit more people as soon as possible.
To put it simply, the company needs people to start work, and they also need people to follow them.
Three shifts per day, 24 hours a day, with three or four people per shift, right?
We need a dozen brothers here. The twenty or thirty hooligans who followed us before are simply not enough.
Don’t believe the lies that gang bosses are very low-key and only go out with drivers.
All the rich and powerful gangsters are accompanied by seven or eight bodyguards when they go out, and the more powerful ones will bring more than a dozen people with them.
The boss of Xinji always drives a bulletproof Mercedes when he goes out. When he helps Ge Shao take his lover to the mall, there is a group of men in suits following him.
If the boss only takes two or three people out, they must all carry guns.
Yin Zhaotang couldn't afford to hire a ghostwriter, but he was a small boss with a monthly income of one million. His wallet was getting fatter day by day, and his enemies were also increasing day by day.
It is normal to arrange a few followers to serve as bodyguards.
To be honest, he was afraid that Sang Kun would go crazy and hire someone to kill him! At this time, Zhuang Xiong walked to the side of the street with the car keys, turned on the Mercedes parked in the middle, and said, "No need to call a taxi. Grandpa knows that you don't have a car and it's a long way back to Yau Ma Tei, so he sent me to take you there."
Almost all the bigwigs who attend the meeting have cars. Even if the club is in a bad financial situation, the bigwigs always have some money.
More than a dozen Toyotas, BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes were parked at the door.
Several uncles who originally wanted to see Yin Zhaotang off, muttered "picking him up and dropping him off, what a son he is", and got into the car and left in silence.
On the left hand, Danta was of course happy to have a luxury car, and he got in the car happily. He also knew to leave the boss seat on the right side of the back row for the big boss.
Zhuang Xiong drove the car and chatted, "It's a pity that Jixiang doesn't have a full-time position in the hall. He is just a lousy guy in Kwun Tong. Otherwise, with your current fame and strength, you can definitely get a full-time position."
"Wow, Brother Xiong, you curse me! Without the title of Double Flower Red Stick, I don't want to take up a position. Taking the auspicious position, I'm just making a rotten straw sandal. To be honest, are you jealous of me?" Yin Zhaotang laughed and scolded, looking very ambitious, but in fact he didn't think so. Because as long as you have money and people, it doesn't matter whether you have a position or not.
Although the position can sometimes bring some benefits, such as making it easier to open a temple and recruit people, it can also bring a lot of trouble, such as police attention.
If possible, it doesn't matter if he is a gossip boy for the rest of his life. It is so comfortable to hide behind the gang. No one can let him get a job!
But Zhuang Xiong believed it and nodded: "Bye, no double flower red stick, no job, how many double flowers appear in the martial arts world in a year? Jing Zhongyi hasn't had a double flower red stick in more than 20 years!"
"If this gets out, everyone will either praise you for your ambition or scold you for overestimating your capabilities. Anyway, if you need help, call me. I have some brothers under me. Do you remember the two people, Liu Chuanzong and Jiao An, who asked you to write your poem for the entrance ceremony last time? They and I have sworn brotherhood by burning yellow paper, and they can help you together if you have any problem."
After saying that, he drove with one hand, took out a business card from his suit jacket pocket with the other hand, and threw it casually on the back seat.
"Liu Chuanzong is the best swordsman of Jing Zhongyi who killed Wang Qing, the swordsman of the Number Gang. Jiao An is the godson of Jie Shiyong, the leader of the Causeway Bay Hall. I heard that Jiao An played a big role in Jie Shiyong's ability to withstand the provocation of the Number Gang in the past two years. A year ago, Jie Shiyong was chased and killed by thirteen people while shopping in Wan Chai. Jiao An knocked down eight of them by himself and was known as the Eight-Armed Boxing Champion!"
Dan Tart's eyes widened, and he excitedly called out the names of the two men, and he could even recite their battle records off the top of his head.
That's because the club's foundation was too far away from them. Strong men like Jiao An and Liu Chuanzong, who had done things for the club, were the ones they admired the most and had hope of catching up with.
If the society had not had too few chapters and a lack of positions, and the two of them did not want to have a bad reputation, they would actually be qualified enough to get promoted.
The society is small, so even the most powerful people can only sit low. Therefore, many talents from small companies will move to big companies after they become famous. But Jiao An and Liu Chuanzong did not do so, which shows that they still value loyalty and recognize the sign of respecting loyalty and righteousness.
Yin Zhaotang took the business card and heard about Liu Chuanzong and Jiao An's achievements, but in his heart he once again looked up to Zhuang Xiong who was in the driver's seat.
The position of the gang leader's driver is originally a confidant, and his two sworn brothers are celebrities in the General and Causeway Bay gangs respectively. It seems that Zhuang Xiong is definitely a powerful figure in the gang.
He is not well-known on weekdays and keeps a low profile.
Zhuang Xiong was still steering at this time, and said in a calm tone: "What eight-armed boxing champion? It sounds like a short-lived ghost. The more arrogant the name, the faster he will die."
"There are boxing champions all over the world. If you have a gold belt, you are awesome. If you don't have a gold belt, you are just a lousy name!"
"I heard someone say that one of your brothers is learning Muay Thai? Let's have a fight someday. The winner can be crowned the Jing Zhong Yi Boxing Champion."
Yin Zhaotang nodded with interest: "No problem, let's make an appointment next time!"
Zhuang Xiong nodded slightly: "By the way, I personally promised you to help you, so don't put the blame on Uncle Mao. To be honest, I feel that your troops are not strong enough to fight against Sang Kun!"
"But as for Shenxiantang, all you need is money. Leave the fighting and killing to the hardworking fighters. If anything good happens in the future, just don't forget us."
Yin Zhaotang understood immediately: "I really am like a god, damn! I promise to take you with me if there is money to be made, okay? Don't tell me you also have a horse stable."
"Haha, I really don't have that!"
"I don't do customer-facing business," Zhuang Xiong said.
(End of this chapter)