Chapter 266 Occupy Mong Kok

Chapter 266 Occupy Mong Kok

Chapter 266 Occupy Mong Kok
No. 142 Prince Edward Road West is the Mong Kok Police Station. In the early morning, clothing vendors from Bowl Lane gradually came to the door of the police station and raised their glasses in protest.

As Bowl Lane is adjacent to Prince Edward Road, the appearance of scattered stall owners did not immediately cause the police to sound the alarm.

At eight o'clock in the morning, police officers arrived at their posts one after another. After several calls for evacuation, the number of citizens gathered did not decrease, but showed a rapid increase.

Chief Superintendent Song Ruiqing, the chief of Mong Kok Police Station, convened a meeting and decided to keep the incident within Mong Kok. He sent uniformed personnel to impose martial law and ordered Organized Crime and Triad Bureau to evacuate the citizens.

On the second floor of the Xinwang Building opposite the police station, on the balcony railing of a room with a sign that read "Xinglong Queguan", four factory owners were standing there smoking cigars, watching a play and chatting.

Among them was Yin Zhaotang from Pegasus Factory, who was dressed in a suit and wearing a famous watch, and Bei Daijun from Hongtu Factory, who was wearing a brown leather jacket and an LV belt.

There is also the boss of Lexing Toy Factory, the boss of Feibao Audio and Video Factory, and the boss of Leopard Brother.

The four of them each dominate an industry and are fairly powerful industrialists in Hong Kong Island. When they join forces, they can easily infiltrate over 30,000 people in the industry.

He is a unique service provider in the piracy industry.

With their call, not only will the stall owners below take action, there will also be gang members from the community to escort them, and there will also be a dozen small factory owners who will play mahjong and chat in the mahjong parlor.

Let’s join together to join the great gathering of the piracy industry!
I saw Daizijun kick a bucket to the middle with his foot, then moved a red plastic stool with round holes to cover it, put a tea tray on it, sat on the small stool, and started to make Kung Fu tea with great interest.

There were the sounds of police whistles downstairs, the protests of stall owners, and the shouting and cursing of gangsters.

It doesn't affect the interest of the big bosses at all.

As the leader of the Number Gang, Brother Bao is actually very low-key in the underworld. The first time he dealt with Yin Zhaotang, he participated in launching a protest march against the piracy industry.

It’s not that they are being influenced by the industry, but they understand that the opinions expressed by LF committee members will affect the entire industry.

If it forms a formal proposal and passes a vote, it will become a regulation.

The piracy industry will soon suffer a severe blow. The vendors will lose their jobs, but the community will lose a major source of income.

The boss of Shenghe, Bing, dressed simply in a white shirt, sipped tea and said, "The method proposed by Yin Sheng is really sharp, the plan to occupy Mong Kok."

"Hey, if you want to stop the vendors from selling pirated goods, then come and block the door of the teahouse in Mong Kok."

Daizijun handed a cup of tea to Yin Zhaotang, smiling: "Atang, how did you come up with the idea of ​​asking those vendors to protest on the streets and hold a sit-in demonstration?"

Yin Zhaotang finished his tea, put it back on the tea tray, looked at the increasing number of citizens gathered in front of the police station, and said with a smile: "I learned this from the foreigners."

Setting up camp and sitting in protest during demonstrations is actually a form of protest that originated in American universities. It is very popular in the West and is somewhat similar to India's "non-violent non-cooperation", but the main purpose is completely opposite.

Setting up camp is not to quell disputes, but to paralyze traffic and force the authorities to surrender. As long as enough streets are occupied, the entire city can be held hostage.

Moreover, occupying the streets means controlling traffic, which is a true way of “filling the line of troops.” Not only can they live in tents and fight a protracted war for ten days or half a month, but they can also set up simple checkpoints, control traffic, and turn a sit-in into a hot war.

Historically, in several street occupation incidents in Hong Kong Island, there were foreigners teaching and guiding the people behind the scenes. The shadow of Western style was very heavy. Coupled with "black reporters", "public opinion" and "Young and Dangerous", no matter who was on the stage, it was enough to make trouble!

Daizijun was brewing tea, his face suddenly enlightened: "See? No wonder Atang can become a big boss at such a young age, he loves to study so much."

"You've even learned how to play like the foreigners. If you don't keep up, you'll be out of food sooner or later!"

In the early years, the society expanded from various demonstrations, strikes and labor strikes. Inciting public opinion should have been the forte of the society, but after several bloody suppressions, the society continued to depoliticize.

The previous methods of demonstration and unrest are outdated. Suddenly, we find that there are more ways to go out on the street than "showing off horses", but also "setting up camp" and "sit-in demonstration".

They were all a little surprised and suddenly realized. At the beginning, Yin Zhaotang was a little worried whether the expansion would lead to hatred between the societies. Unexpectedly, factory owners such as Daizijun and Da Laobing did not care who expanded the business. They only cared about who started the business and who caused the trouble.

The Municipal Council, LF Association, and the police station are all made up of the same people.

They also spend a little money to embarrass the Hong Kong government, which is what the gangsters love to do. If they can successfully rule on a minor offense, they will have a golden ticket to avoid death, and they don't have to worry about being caught for piracy.

It's a well-known name, and every success he achieves brings him status in the industry.

At 11 a.m., more than a thousand vendors had gathered in front of the Mong Kok police station, and more than 300 tents were set up along Prince Edward Road West.

Many Kowloon District Council members came to the scene to persuade people, and more than 30 Chinese and English media outlets stationed reporters at the scene. The entire Prince Edward Road was almost paralyzed, and the entire Yau Tsim Mong area was affected.

There was a huge traffic jam in the Hung Hom Tunnel and minibuses in Tsim Sha Tsui East were temporarily suspended.

Some restaurants even drove over to distribute boxed lunches to ensure that the vendors had enough food. Boxes of mineral water were placed outside the tents, forming a small pile for everyone to take.

As the situation continued to escalate, the piracy demonstrations could no longer be covered up by the Mong Kok police station. The police commissioner personally ordered the Kowloon Region to deploy more uniformed police officers and mobilize mobile units to evacuate the citizens as soon as possible.

The LF's Commercial and Trade Group held a special meeting to study the "Piracy Ordinance" and strive to come up with a proposal that can calm the situation.

Wearing a suit on his left hand and carrying a briefcase under his arm, he patrolled among the vendors with a group of subordinates. When he met someone familiar, he handed over a red envelope, clasped his hands together, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's a bit of good news. I hope we can start work soon."

“It’s hard work, hard work!”

The director of Mong Kok was in his office, looking at the situation on Prince Edward Road with a stiff face. He smoked a cigarette and asked, "Does the piracy industry have a union?"

"You bastard! Young and Dangerous people have become representatives of public opinion. This is totally unjust."

He was extremely angry, but he didn't have the ability to order the uniformed group to charge forward, so he could only sit in the office alone.

After eating and drinking their fill and receiving lucky money, the vendors held up signs with slogans and shouted, "Give me back my food and clothing, and release the honest merchants."

"Good quality and cheap price is not a crime!"

"Give me back my job and food, and fire the unscrupulous policeman!"

The roars were higher and higher, shaking the world, and even Ding Jiahao in the detention room could hear them. Amid the flattery of a bunch of hooligans in the same cell, Mr. Ding felt very complicated, and he was alone, smoking the health card handed to him by the police.

In the corridor, the guards couldn't help but say, "You're so famous! Thousands of people will go out to occupy Prince Road for you!"

Song Ruiqing picked up the call from his boss Yu Shaoze and said, "Sir Yu!"

"Things have gotten a bit out of hand. Tell Sheriff Lin to pack up and go to the safe house," said Yu Shaoze.

"Yes, sir!" Song Ruili hung up the phone and asked his secretary to inform Ren Rongrong of Organized Crime and Triad Society. Ren Rongrong picked up the intercom and called out to Li Zhibin, who was maintaining order at the police station gate: "Abin, ask Guoguang to come to my office."

"Got it!" After receiving the order, Jimmy Lai turned around to look for people in the team. He saw five team members leaning against the wall, surrounded by vendors. The leader was Lin Guoguang.

He suddenly picked up the intercom, adjusted the channel, pressed the communication button, and shouted quickly: "Guoguang, Guoguang, don't be impulsive, I will bring people to pick you up!"

(End of this chapter)