Chapter 62: Mong Kok Craftsman

Chapter 62: Mong Kok Craftsman

Chapter 62: Mong Kok Craftsman

"No comment!"

Gao Laosen leaned back on a wooden chair, holding a teacup in his right hand, lowered his head and blew on the hot soup, and said loudly: "The leader has spoken, who dares to object?"

"I agree!"

"Okay, the business in Mong Kok will be given to Ah Tong."

The three main hall masters, Jie Shiyong, Lao Mo and Guangzai, all nodded.

Among the people wearing white paper fans and straw sandals, there was someone who looked unhappy. However, considering that Shenxiantang had already separated the guests from the stable, he naturally would not stand up and embarrass him.

If you want to get involved in this business, you have to remember favors.

Although the society has never had the rule of who gets the territory, but Dragon Head Dingye said it is an old rule, so that is the old rule!

After all, Shenxiantang is very popular, so it is normal for Ding Ye to be partial to it.

Seeing that no one objected, Fat Cat nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay!"

"Atang, pick an auspicious day, open the mountain gate, and hold your ceremony. By the way, recruit your bad boys into the team. Quality is more important than quantity. Three or four bad boys will be enough to watch over a place."

The society opens its doors, accepts a disciple and receives a red envelope.

If a disciple has no money for food, you have to take care of him; if he gets into trouble, you have to take responsibility; if he has no job, you have to find a place for him to work.

In the past, the society could collect membership fees every month, but now no one pays the fees. Xinji and Heji have even canceled the membership fees, and the clubs have to find their own way to make money.

Because times have changed! Collecting dues was a strategy for the workers to help each other fight against the British and unite for survival. Now, those who come out to make money come here one by one. If you urge them to pay dues to the association every month, they will switch to other organizations in a minute.

Of course, although the 19-year-olds were taken care of by the community, they could not use morality and rules to refuse the orders of the bosses like the previous workers.

The boss asked them to carry goods, smuggle, and rob, so they had to go!
This is just like raising soldiers, you have to settle accounts, so it is difficult to be a boss. The Sunset Society cannot have too many people, and the bad guys who support the scene can only be blue lanterns.

The four-nine guys who officially join the team are all carefully selected.

Yin Zhaotang, Jiang Hao and others started to be gang members at the age of eleven, and finally they could only become disciples of Jixiang. Looking back, it was also a kind of helplessness, because other sects would not accept them at all.

Yin Zhaotang calculated the business of the hall and said, "Grandpa, I will only accept twenty or so brothers."

"I only need six or seven," Zhuang Xiong said.

Fat Cat smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Mong Kok gang can recruit at least 50 to 60 brothers to work for more than 100 hooligans."

If Yin Zhaotang hadn't really gone to Kwun Tong to visit his old neighbors yesterday, Fat Cat wouldn't have given him all the business in Mong Kok.

Yin Zhaotang did not hesitate to recruit people, and said, "Grandpa, can we forget about opening the mountain gate and holding the ceremony of taking up the post?"

He looked at Zhuang Xiong and Liu Chuanzong below him and suggested, "It's impressive enough to be in the Kowloon West Region! Is there anyone in the underworld who doesn't know that I'm Lao Zhong's double-flowered red stick?"

"We'll hold another ceremony with dragon and lion dances. It looks lively, but it's a waste of money. Of course, if Xiong and Zong are interested, I can do it."

Liu Chuanzong retorted: "I am here to serve as a foil to Brother Xiong! Who wants to be a supporting role? Pick one, and skip the inauguration ceremony."

Fat Cat had actually expected this, and nodded slowly: "No problem, Atang doesn't want to be in the spotlight, so the ceremony of taking office will be cancelled, and we can wait until the Spring Festival to open the gates of the Great Sage Palace."

"As for recruiting people, Ah Tang, you can open your own incense shop in Mong Kok. Double flower red sticks, you are qualified enough."

The society took over Dong An's business in Mong Kok, such as valet parking, protection fees for nightclubs, cinema scalping, etc., without having to pay a penny, just tell Dong An to get out.

You don't have to pay for underground casinos and horse stables. But if you want to take over a hotel and a rental house, you have to pay a rent. If you want to take over a younger brother, you have to pay a transfer fee.

Billiard rooms, KTVs and other legitimate businesses need to be purchased at a discount according to the market price. The specific purchase price is the focus of the negotiation between the two associations.

The gangs make money by monopolizing street businesses, and legally taking over is also a form of monopoly. Illegal businesses can be driven away by violence, but legally registered businesses still need to be bought with money. It's just that whoever is defeated will have to sell at a low price.

Therefore, the society took over the business of the Dong'an Mong Kok Hall and spent a sum of money, and was happy to save money on the ceremony.

The uncles once again felt that Shenxiantang was a man who knew how to live, and the bus ride just now was not in vain!
After all, how much money is left in the society’s accounts at the end of the year is directly related to their dividends.

"I know, Grandpa." Yin Zhaotang responded.

Fat Cat nodded slowly: "I haven't been home for two days. Let's go home and take a shower early."

"People from the Mong Kok Tong stay here. I have something for you."

Everyone had experienced the process of being assigned to a new position, and they understood why Yin Zhaotang and the other two stayed behind, so they pulled out their chairs and left the table to go downstairs.

Uncle Gensheng used a jujube-colored wooden tray and placed three things on it: a red stick with two flowers tied on red cloth, a white fan, and a pair of straw shoes.

After the three of them received the tokens representing their identities, they all raised them above their heads.

Fat Cat took out two yellow paper books from the cabinet and said, "One is the society's accounts, and the other is the society's bottom of the sea. Keep both books safe. If the police find them, they can arrest the people directly."

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Yin Zhaotang took the society’s book from the bottom of the sea. There was a line of red characters on the cover, which was the traditional Chinese characters for Triads, Jing Zhong Yi, Mong Kok Tang.

There was no name on the cover of the account book.

Zhuang Xiong, as a white paper fan, was responsible for managing the accounts, and he stepped forward to take the account book with both hands. In theory, the white paper fans and the hall master had the intention of supervising each other to avoid arbitrarily stealing the money of the society, but they colluded with each other and robbed the money together more often. In most halls, the person in charge had the final say, and it was normal to be the AB.

"Although you won the business in Mong Kok, the society also contributed money. It's different from your magazine company. 60% of the profit every month must be handed over to the company."

Yin Zhaotang calculated for a moment and said in a dilemma: "Grandpa, the company takes 60%, I can't afford to support my younger brother!"

If you don't make progress, you can live a comfortable life with 40% profit.

But he has two flowers and a red stick!

Fat Cat glanced at him and said unhappily, "You are so good at making money, are you stupid? If you need money, find a way with Axiong. Come to me one by one and I will give you your identity seals."

The three of them walked closer, listened attentively, and memorized the treasure seal in their hearts.

After leaving the attic and walking out of the restaurant, Zhuang Xiong shielded himself from the wind with his hands, lit a cigarette, and exhaled, "Grandpa, letting me make a white paper fan is clearly to let you spend it as you please."

"As long as it's not too much, I'll help you with the accounts."

Yin Zhaotang just felt relieved and grinned, "Thank you, Brother Xiong."

"Damn, you called him Axiong during the meeting, but now you know to call him Xiong Ge? Which gang doesn't have the money of the A society? You should know the amount and don't overdo it."

"It's boring to pretend to be stupid and obedient."

Zhuang Xiong handed him a cigarette and said, "When you open the incense hall, just call me. Some of my brothers are waiting to enter the mountain gate."

Yin Zhaotang nodded, picked up a cigarette, and looked at the two of them: "Okay, let's find a place to talk and give you some space to watch?"

Zhuang Xiong and Liu Chuanzong exchanged a glance and said, "Forget it. We have our own business and we can help Grandpa. As for the affairs of the Tong, you can find someone to take care of them. We won't divide the territory."

"Anyway, all the money we earn has to be handed over to Grandpa. Don't ask us what it's for. If you need money or troops, just give us a call and we'll be there anytime!"

Yin Zhaotang suddenly realized and cursed in a low voice: "Tiao, are you and I trying to have two people in charge in Mong Kok?"

He finally understood why his grandfather asked Zhuang Xiong and Liu Chuanzong to work with him. It was not to tie his hands and feet, but to help him "evade taxes" and make money secretly.

(End of this chapter)