Chapter 153 Jordan District Staff
Chapter 153 Jordan District Staff
The next day.
Chaoyi Restaurant.
Fat Cat was wearing a white training suit, doing Tai Chi and stretching his body. There were footsteps on the stairs behind him, and someone was climbing up to the attic step by step.
He did not look back, completely immersing himself in kung fu, and completed the Wild Horse's Mane Parting Technique.
Yin Zhaotang had appeared in the attic. He picked up a piece of egg tart from the table, peeled off the tin foil, took a bite, and praised aloud: "Grandpa's kung fu is really beautiful. He must have been a double-flowered red stick in his time."
Fat Cat half-closed his eyes, his mind wandering, he sat back and turned, followed by a false step and said in a deep voice: "Among the fat guys weighing more than 200 pounds, I am the best fighter in Hong Kong!"
He looked calm, as if he was simply stating a fact without showing off.
"Yes."
"It's really rare to find a fat guy like my grandpa." Yin Zhaotang swallowed the egg tart. The semi-liquid tart filling melted in his mouth, exuding a rich milky aroma.
Fat Cat ignored him and responded with his nose: "Hmm."
"Ahao acted recklessly yesterday and brought shame to the society." Yin Zhaotang moved the armchair away, sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and apologized.
At the same time, I was also having morning tea at Tuodi.
Fat Cat stood in front of the window, looking at the passers-by with his eyes open, and said in a gentle voice: "Okay, Ah Hao played four levels in a row, and the last level was a tie, it's no big deal."
"The club has earned enough fame. The title of God of War is something Ah Hao himself doesn't want. It has nothing to do with the club. But remember to tell your brothers when you go back that you paid the company one million out of your own pocket."
Yin Zhaotang stopped what he was doing and asked in surprise, "Is it so expensive, Grandpa?"
Fat Cat said calmly: "I didn't ask you to really pay the money, it was just a polite remark."
"To prevent a group of unruly people from flocking out of Mong Kok Hall in the future."
He suddenly stopped and turned around: "Remember, if you are a brother who doesn't follow the rules, the bigger your ability is, the more trouble you will get into. What happened to Ah Hao will not happen again."
Yin Zhaotang drank a sip of tea and ate shrimp dumplings.
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Fat Cat frowned: "Didn't you have breakfast?"
"I got up and sent Jiahui to school, then came to the restaurant to apologize. I was in a hurry to leave." He stuffed another shrimp dumpling into his mouth and asked in confusion: "Grandpa, why are you taking a break before you even finish a set of boxing?"
Fat Cat sat back in his chair, picked up his chopsticks, glared at him and said, "I practice Cai Li Fo, Tai Chi for fun."
"Stop eating, this is my breakfast."
Yin Zhaotang looked apologetic and quickly put down his chopsticks: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I really didn't expect that."
"I am full?"
The fat cat took a sip of tea, his eyes sharp and murderous.
"belch!"
Yin Zhaotang burped: "Almost."
"Hmph, a few years ago, I would have arrested you and drowned you in a pond. Tell me about the case at Cheung Sha Wan Pier. Some people said it was you who did it." Fat Cat picked up a bun and took a bite. It was filled with egg yolk lava.
Yin Zhaotang admitted: "Yes, I asked Daquan to help."
"It's all on the news. Over 1,300 kilograms of this stuff can be sold for over 5 million if it's broken down. You're the only one in Hong Kong who would feed it to the fish."
"This time, Hequnle suffered too much loss. Even with Jiuwenlong as the manager, he was still powerless to save the situation. Now Hequnle is on the verge of collapse, and Hutchison will soon take down another sign."
Fat Cat's tone was calm, but he couldn't hide his sigh
"If you can't keep up with the times, you will go bankrupt sooner or later."
Yin Zhaotang said this lightly, but it was even more cold and ruthless. Fat Cat stopped eating the buns and said unhappily, "I don't want to eat anymore."
"You young people have big appetites, eat more."
Yin Zhaotang noticed that Fat Cat was in a bad mood. Obviously, the fact that the Mong Kok Gang was able to defeat the He Qun Le caused a stir in Fat Cat's heart.
Especially when kerosene was thrown down the building, it sounded the alarm for countless bigwigs.
If you want to get involved in this business, you have to have moral principles.
Yin Zhaotang picked up the two remaining lava buns, finished one in one gulp, and said happily: "Thank you, Grandpa, it's a rare meal for me. I will definitely pay you back in the future!"
"Pick that star, he really came to collect debts."
Fat Cat watched him wolfing down his food, his expression changed from gloomy to cheerful, and he laughed and cursed unhappily: "What the hell, has the big flying meat business been arranged?"
"The lines have been opened. The first batch will arrive in Hong Kong in half a month, and we will see the results soon." Yin Zhaotang said seriously.
Fat Cat nodded slowly: "Okay, there are some things I need to start arranging. I'll take some time at noon to go to Qun Le Seafood Restaurant on Sai Kung Street in Jordan to drink Qun Le's first drink on behalf of the club."
"Are you kidding me? If we just plant a flag in Jordan, we can easily dominate the Qunle venue. How many venues do we want to occupy? Isn't it more impressive than drinking the first round of wine?"
After defeating Qunle, it was a tacit agreement among the bigwigs in the society to sweep Qunle's territory while Jiuwenlong was still unstable.
Qun Le has four branches in Jordan, Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui and Tsuen Wan. The seized territory can be merged into Lao Zhong's Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei branches, and another Jordan branch can be opened.
The two gangs in Tseung Kwan O and Causeway Bay don't need a place, but they can still make money by getting some business.
The four gang leaders Yin Zhaotang, Lao Mo, Jie Shiyong and Guangzai had no intention of making peace with He Qunle.
But Fat Cat said, "Don't chase after a desperate enemy. There are many people in the martial arts world who are eyeing He Qunle."
"It's easy to change hands of the seized territory, so it's better to negotiate peace with the group. If you get enough money for the medicine, you can hold the seized territory more firmly in your hands."
"And Uncle Hai, one of the Twelve Elders of Hetu, has stepped forward to act as a peacemaker. Let's give him some face!"
Two o'clock at noon.
Jiu Wenlong was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up, exposing his arms. He stood on the second floor and looked at more than a hundred loyal men pouring out of the restaurant like a crowd, with a smile on his face.
"I'll give you a big gift someday."
Uncle Hai walked over, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with emotion: "Ah Long, you should have come out earlier to help me, so that I wouldn't be outdone by a young man."
Jiu Wenlong turned around and said, "Uncle, as long as I get back what I lost with my own hands, everything will be enough."
After drinking the first round of wine, Yin Zhaotang received HK$1.2 million for medicine from Qunle, as well as the land of 18 venues on three streets in Jordan.
Among them, one KTV and two bars have property deeds, while the rest of the hotels, horse stables and gambling dens are all run by gangs.
Fat Cat was holding a meeting in Tuodi and said bluntly: "This time we were able to take over the Jordan District. A group of brothers in the society contributed a lot, and the three streets we got were very profitable."
"I propose to open another hall and let the Jordan Hall be managed by a newcomer. Do you have any objections?"
Jie Shiyong was shaking his legs and smoking a cigarette.
"Grandpa, there is no problem in opening a new hall, but the person who will be in charge of the hall must be carefully selected."
Guangzi nodded: "Brother Yong is right. There are many new people in the hall now. There are more than a dozen brothers waiting in line for the position. Who does Grandpa like to be the boss?"
The fat cat has a smiling face and is drinking tea from the pot.
"Jiang Hao on Shanghai Street, left hand on Sheung Shui Wai, and King on Prince Edward Road."
"They have all made contributions to the community and fought for the country. In terms of merit and seniority, they are qualified to manage the Jordan District."
(End of this chapter)