People in Hong Kong, starting with taking sister-in-law fishing

Chapter 22 Hongxing Society

"Mr. Li, how come you have so much free time to come here?" Ye Chen sat lazily on the sofa in the nightclub box.

"What's wrong with you these days?"

"I just returned to Hong Kong after a business trip, and I received a message saying that you have hundreds of followers distributing flyers every day. Are you involved in a cult?" Sir Li said dissatisfiedly while drinking.

"It's a cult." Ye Chen said disdainfully.

"It's the opening of a newspaper! We have to create some momentum, right? Are you really going to let me take a few hundred of my men to kill people everywhere? I don't want to do it even if you want to."

Lingyun Newspapers now earns 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a day, which is much more money than grabbing territory.

You can make money just by lying down without fighting.

You can make money while having fun.

His opening was not as grand as other businesses. He just asked his younger brothers to light a few strings of firecrackers. It was normal that Sir Li didn't know about it.

After all, we are just skirting the rules, and it is not appropriate to make a big fuss about it.

"It's good that you know." Sir Li retracted his dissatisfied tone and asked again:
"The donkey king is dead. Do you know what happened?"

"I don't know. I hadn't gone to Fort Hill at that time, and I only received the news of his death the next day." Ye Chen said directly.

No one knew better than him how Po and Donkey King died.

But why did he tell anyone?
"It was Guitou De, who is also my current boss Uncle De, who went to hunt grasshoppers last night. As for what happened afterwards, I really don't know. I was dragged down to guard the territory." Ye Chen yawned.

Sir Li was aware of this matter. He came back early because both parties had a filming last night.

I heard that the Hongxing side lost badly, two Red Sticks were disabled, and more than a dozen people were hacked.

It was not until Fatty Li from North Point came to support that Dongxing was defeated.

Otherwise, Grasshopper would skin Uncle De alive.

"Okay, you keep the status quo for now." Sir Li thought for a moment and said, "I'll contact you in a few days."

"Don't call me anymore. You come here every day. Do you think those short mules are idiots? Call me if you have anything." Ye Chen waved to Sir Li who was leaving.

Whether to accept it or not depends on your mood.

At the same time, Ye Chen also received the news from last night, and he was immediately happy, saying: "More than a dozen people were hacked to death or disabled? Such a waste should not come out to mix, he is already old, wait! No, this old bastard didn't do this on purpose, did he?"

"Those two Yagami guys are upset with him, but if everyone dies, who will help him?"

"What a fool Tsz Wan Shan is?" Ye Chen immediately felt something was wrong. It was a bit too coincidental.

Hung Hing is in high spirits and has several big players in charge. How could they lose just like that?

He suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, Uncle De wanted to bring a wolf into the house, first get rid of the two red sticks of Yasha, and then let Big Brother B take revenge, and then use Dongxing to kill them.

After all, as long as someone dies, it will be Tung Sing's fault, and Uncle Tak can sit firmly as the boss of Causeway Bay.

Isn’t this the best of both worlds?

The more Ye Chen thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

They say that people become more cunning as they age, and this is true.

In the blink of an eye, I'm the only red stick left in Causeway Bay!

This is not a good thing. What if the next one is me?

Ye Chen found that this old guy was too savvy in political tactics and he really couldn't keep him.

After leaving the nightclub, Ye Chen immediately asked someone what Uncle De liked and how many people were in his family.

Do you like fishing or hot pot?

Only then did he return to Lingyun Newspapers.

"Where are the Hong Ye people?" Ye Chen turned to look at Wanfang. As there were not enough people, he also dragged her in to settle the account.

Although I'm still in school, it's more than enough for me to take notes and manage money.

"Is it that actor, Weapon King? Didn't you give him some money to bring his mother over?" Wanfang asked in confusion, "He came for a while this morning, and when he saw you were not there, he went back to the Great Ao."

"Oh, yes." Ye Chen remembered that he had given him another 100,000. 200,000 was enough to treat breast cancer these days, especially in Hong Kong Island where there were many Chinese medicine practitioners. If it didn't work, he could just take her to a Western hospital, and even if she had it removed, she could still live for another 10 or 8 years.

If all else fails, go to Taiwan and kidnap Ni Haixia. He is the modern-day Hua Tuo. Is there any disease he can't cure?
What’s more, there is no cancer in Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Ye Chen still felt that it was quite profitable.

After taming this weapon king, I finally have someone under my command who can manage the situation.

“How much do you earn per day now?”

"It's a lot more than when we first opened. It started out at 300*50 a day, which made 300. The more we advertise, the more people know about it... Now it's basically stable at 80* a day. I make a day!" Wanfang said excitedly, dancing with joy.

"So many?" Ye Chen was a little surprised. He still underestimated Huang's power.

Yes, the first issue of "Feng Yue Magazine" sold 4,000 copies in just two days. We couldn't even print enough copies, let alone the money we earned from reading and making chicken essence.

Who doesn’t like pornographic magazines that can count even the hairs on them clearly?

No wonder prostitution and gambling houses rank first. With such huge profits, who wouldn’t want to do it?
The newspaper seller is almost becoming an abalone seller.

"By the way, has Saigon Dasha delivered the car?" Ye Chen asked again.

Hearing that Chen Haonan had beaten him, Dasha was quite disgusted with the people of Hongxing.

Ye Chen was looking forward to it.

"They were delivered this morning. We only spent $300,000 on ten cars, and most of them are brand new. It's a big profit." Wanfang said with a smile.

Ye Chen suddenly felt a little regretful.

You don't even have the guts to rob other gangs, you deserve to be beaten up!
"Huh? What did you say? Most of them are brand new? An eight-hand Volkswagen should cost at least 30,000, right?" He suddenly became suspicious.

"A stupid person said he wanted to be friends with you, Brother Chen, and then sell his new car as a used one. I didn't expect you to be so generous." Wanfang chuckled.

"Of course! I'm so awesome, who would dare not give me face?" Ye Chen said firmly.

He himself didn't know when his fame spread there.

But this is very helpful in preparing for expansion.

I am so awesome, there is no way those gangs in Causeway Bay don’t know about it.

At night, in a meeting room, Xing Shu, the second marshal of Hongxing Society, secretly led people to a meeting.

There are only a few people around him, but each of them holds real power and is considered a big shot within the organization.

"Boss, Liang Chen has already said that he wants to protect the King of Weapons." Scar said to Dasang.

This person was the one who took the lead in chopping Hong Ye.

"Damn, Newspaper Chen again?
Why does this bastard always come to mess with my business?" Honggun Dasang slammed the table and cursed.

He had wanted to plant He Yong’s flag before, but was stopped by Ren Qingtian, and Ye Chen planted it instead.

They all knew that Hong Ye was skilled in kung fu.

He let his younger brothers pester him in order to force him to join the Hongxing Society as cannon fodder.

The people headed by Uncle Xing had long been dissatisfied with Ren Qingtian being the leader, but they were afraid that they could not kill him in one go, so they wanted Hong Ye to act as the vanguard.

I didn't expect that person to run to Ye Chen's side.

With all this going on, it would be strange if you weren't upset.

"If the Weapon King can't be subdued, then so be it... However, this may not be a bad opportunity. Isn't Liang Chen on good terms with Ren Qingtian? Does he seem to want to win him over? Take this opportunity to kill him directly! And then take care of Ren Qingtian. In the future, won't we have the final say in Hongxing Society?"

Uncle Xing knocked on the table and laughed.

"That's right! Shorty Tian is a man with no ability, so why should he be the leader? I'm going to kill Liangchen." Albert said directly.

"Several of my people were hacked to death by Hong Ye! It must be me. There are more than 3,000 people in Hongxing Society, and more than 1,000 of them are in my hands. Even if he kills them, what can that shorty do to me?" Dasang said disdainfully.

When two of his younger brothers were trying to kill Hong Ye, they were killed in return. If he, as the boss, didn't take revenge, how could he continue to be a gangster?
His territory is just across from Liang Chen. If he kills him, he will be able to take over half of Liang Chen's street.

This is the purpose of holding a meeting during a funeral.

(End of this chapter)