Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

Zhang Xingming pushed the phone aside, continued to process documents, and prioritized things to his assistant. Now that the plate is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more things to do, if he doesn't have an assistant, he probably will collapse. How can he remember it anytime? So many things.

Processing documents, Zhang Xingming was fine, went to the sofa to get a cup of coffee and drank slowly, the four assistants started to be busy, Zhang Xingming casually said that they would be busy for a while or a few days.

Li Chun opened the door and walked in, sat down next to Zhang Xingming and said: "It is the site of Heyitang, which mainly deals with minibuses and street girls, and also collects protection fees. It seems that this Mr. Mu is either the patron or himself. It’s just that the association sits in the hall, anyway, this matter seems to be a toss, but fortunately it’s not Shengheji, that matter will have to be a big deal.”

Zhang Xingming smiled and said: "There will never be a simple business on Hong Kong Island. Sooner or later, let's arrange it. This is our first show here, so it has to start. Haha. By the way, don't let me The photo of him was published in the newspaper, and the outside guards."

Li Chun nodded and said, "It's been arranged."

Zhang Xingming shook his head, looked up at the ceiling and said, "I'm really looking forward to it. I've always heard how powerful and vicious these people are. They're all heroes of the rivers and lakes. Finally, I can see it. Yes. Brother Li, there is another guy named Heijiao over there. That buddy is not small, he specializes in drugs. If you meet this person tomorrow, you can’t let him go. Bring him back, we don't care about anything else, poison is not enough."

There was a knock on the door, and several security guards came in, handed a document to Zhang Xingming, and saluted and left.

Zhang Xingming opened it and took a look. He took a photocopy of Lisheng TV's share transfer agreement, put it away on the table, and shook his head. He originally planned to let Mr. Mu continue to operate and manage it, but it seems that it is not possible. After the husband is done, he has to find a way to get someone who is familiar with TV.Talent ah, headache.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Zhang Xingming and Li Chun came to the tea restaurant in Wanchai with two security guards as scheduled. None of them could understand the local dialect, so they had to transfer two Cantonese ones from the security company.

This is a high-rise residential area with narrow streets and alleys. The tea restaurant is just a storefront, and the area is not small.There are a few piles of Sijiu cubs squatting or standing in the streets and alleys, which are easy to recognize. The Sijiu cubs at this moment are nothing more than the appearance of the later generations of the Shamat family.

After entering the tea restaurant, Zhang Xingming didn't bother to find out whether the other party had arrived. Zhang Liguo, who had arrived one step earlier, was sitting at a table near the window for dinner. They also brought a security guard who knew the local dialect, because everyone The security staff are very opportunistic while eating and chatting.

Seeing Zhang Xingming and his party, Zhang Liguo turned his head and glanced at the side and rear calmly, then lowered his head to light his cigarette, and continued chatting.

Zhang Xingming followed Zhang Liguo's line of sight and saw a few men in suits and checkered shoes sitting in the booth drinking milk tea and talking. They were not polite, so they walked over, sat down, looked around, and stood up. Said: "This place is too crowded, change to a bigger table."

A security guard looked around and said, "The table inside is big."

Zhang Xingming raised his hand and knocked on the table, but actually there was no need to knock, the men all raised their heads and stared at him.Zhang Xingming pointed to the inside, turned around and walked in. This side is an open table, which is much more spacious than the booth.

Zhang Xingming walked over and sat down, Li Chun sat beside him, Tang Xin stood behind Zhang Xingming and looked at each other, the two of them were instructed by Zhang Xingming to get some food, some Hong Kong-style dim sum were delicious, now that they come How could you not try it.

Among them, two of the five men stood outside the booth and looked at Zhang Xingming. Zhang Xingming turned his head and smiled, beckoned to them, patted the table, and signaled them to come over.The two buddies said a lot of words to the people in the booth with angry faces.A fat man with two beards slowly walked out of the booth, his hair was lying on his scalp, and he wore a white plaid shirt in a black suit. After he came out, he took a look at this side and walked over slowly, followed by four other people. behind him.

Li Chun said: "Last night I checked a lot of information. Now the area in Central is quite chaotic. Shengheji, Ngee Ann, Shisihe and the main hall are all powerful in this area, and they often conflict. Wanzai is the most famous here. The one is Chen Yao from Ngee’an. This Heyitang started as a vegetable vendor, and it’s quite weak among several forces.”

Chapter 611 Mr. Wood

The security guard carried the dim sum, followed by the dining car, and soon there were more than a dozen dim sum on the table. Zhang Xingming picked up a shrimp and said, "Eat, I really don't like the food on Hong Kong Island, but the dim sum is okay. You all have a taste." He stuffed the shrimp into his mouth and took a bite, humming and nodding to indicate that it was delicious.Li Chun and the others also picked up their chopsticks to grab some snacks.

The five people over there walked to the table facing Zhang Xingming and the others. The leading man slowly sat down and stared at Zhang Xingming.

Zhang Xingming stuffed his mouth with char siew buns, and tapped the dozen or so small bamboo baskets on the table with his chopsticks to signal the other party to be polite, "Let's eat together."

The man in the lead raised his beard, smiled, and said something to the people around him. Five people laughed, and the security guard whispered: "He said that the mainland is too poor, and that we haven't even seen barbecued pork."

Zhang Xingming swallowed the char siu in his mouth, nodded and said: "It is indeed the first time to eat the char siu here, it is really different from the ones eaten in the mainland, is this authentic? If you say that, we have never seen it before. I haven’t come out to eat in the past few times. It seems that I have to come out more in the future.”

The security guard showed embarrassment, how can I spread this word?

Zhang Xingming said: "Invite them to eat together, you are welcome, just ask for whatever you want. Let's talk when we are full first."

The security guard murmured a few words to the other side, the man laughed again, looked at Zhang Xingming, who was eating with his head down, and nodded, with a very dignified look, he beckoned for a bowl of wontons, Zhang Xingming pouted: "What the hell are you talking about?" I'm just wonton." The other four people also sat down and ordered something.

Zhang Xingming eats very well. He himself prefers pasta, sweets and buns. Hong Kong style or Cantonese style tea is just what he likes. Naturally, he enjoys eating to his heart's content.Li Chun and the others had nothing to worry about, and they also followed the big ones to eat. Only the two security guards who worked as translators were worried, and they didn't know what to eat, so they had to sit with a cup of milk tea and drink it. Of course, they usually eat it.

The man on the opposite side drank a bowl of wontons and ate two egg tarts in a polite manner, and asked for a wet towel to wipe his hands. With a smile on his lips, he looked at Zhang Xingming and the four people sitting next to him He didn't eat anything, and kept looking down and staring at this side.

When Zhang Xingming was full, he wiped his hands and said to Li Chun, "It's true that the taste is different. I like to eat these things. It seems that I need to find a master to teach them and add some new things to the cafeteria."

Li Chun chewed something and nodded, put down his chopsticks to wipe his hands, swallowed and drank soup and said, "Snack buns are fine, but soup is too bland." , let's have some tea."

The security guard stood up to make arrangements. After a while, the tables were cleared and several cups of tea were served.

After taking a few sips of tea, Zhang Xingming looked at the man opposite and asked, "What's your name?" The security guard asked a few words and turned back, "Brother Heyitang scum."

Zhang Xingming shook his head, and said to Li Chun: "The nicknames here are so unprofessional, are you trying to make a living by getting a bad name?"

Li Chun said: "It turned out that they were all Sijiu cubs, and their nicknames were all called out by others. They went out when they were in their early years, and they couldn't change it even if they wanted to."

Zhang Xingming said: "Why didn't Mr. Mu come? What is your relationship with him?" The security guard asked and said, "They said that Mr. Mu has something to do, so he will come over later, let us wait for a while."

Zhang Xingming asked: "What is your relationship with Mr. Mu? Can you tell me?"

Brother Zha said: "Brothers, the rivers and lakes are the same. Now is the economic era, and the clubs have to live."

Zhang Xingming nodded and said nothing more, since the main man is coming, there's no need to mess with these people.

After drinking some tea, Brother Zha put his arms on the table, leaned over and asked Zhang Xingming with great interest: "Just came from the mainland? There have been a lot of people from the mainland in the past two years, and the big circle is very arrogant now. Hong Kong Island is different from the mainland. We must follow the rules here, and we must kill people."

The name Daquan is generally a collective term for people from the Cantonese-speaking areas of the Mainland. In fact, there are differences. There is a hall under No. 14 called Daquan, but the statement does not show it.

There are also some people who can't live in the mainland and go to Hong Kong Island to make a living. There are many veterans, also known as the big circle (provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers). Outsiders are a bit dismissive of local laws, and many times local associations will spend money to ask these people to help with some things.

Women from the mainland who come to Hong Kong are called Beimei.

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "Yes, what you said is right. You must behave according to the rules, otherwise you will die."

A few people came in suddenly from outside, a horse cub turned his head and looked around, several people walked towards this side, a person stood up next to Brother Zha and greeted him, Zhang Xingming turned his head and took a look, in the middle was a kind-hearted old man, energetic He has a full head, dense hair dyed very black, combed meticulously, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, wearing a dark suit and a red tie, but his eyes are a bit gloomy.This is Mr. Wood.

Mr. Mu walked over steadily, his eyes swept over Zhang Xingming and the others, a person next to Brother Zha stood up and gave way, Mr. Mu sat down slowly, and said to Brother Zha: "Is this the person who is talking to the other side? Brother Zha nodded.

Mr. Mu looked at the faces of Zhang Xingming and Li Chun for a while, and said slowly: "Young people are energetic, but it's not good to stretch out your hands randomly. I also have investment factories in the mainland, and donated to build several schools. Li Sheng I want to get the TV, and the Hong Kong Island people have to get the things from Hong Kong Island. Don’t you think the stock price is very low? It’s not easy to get cheap, and I worked hard to get it down.

The ownership of Lisheng TV was approved by Mr. Liu, and the Hong Kong government is also happy to see it succeed, but I didn’t expect you to act so quickly. I don’t want to know how you persuaded Mr. Qiu, but I want to get my things back . "

Zhang Xingming took a sip of tea and said, "Has the Hong Kong government intervened in Lisheng TV? That's right, the Hong Kong government has always been this kind. Master Liu also extended his hand, which means that Mr. Qiu offended Master Liu very much. Something happened. Did you start the fire last year?" Zhang Xing asked Brother Zha.

Brother Zha bit his lip and didn't make a sound. The younger brother next to him patted the table and said, "Dalu boy, you have to think carefully."

Zhang Xingming turned his head and stopped talking to them, and said to Mr. Mu: "I must hold a controlling stake in Lisheng TV, but we can discuss the operation at that time. I can not move the shares in your hand. You want to take the position of chairman. I have no objection either, but the controlling stake must be mine. Also, Mr. Mu, there are still nine years left. You can go to the mainland to invest in factories and donate to schools under the hat of a patriotic Hong Kong businessman. You should be able to see things clearly. I won’t say too many people, you have 30.83 in your hand, please keep a whole number, 0.83 is not easy to settle.

In terms of real estate, in fact, I still admire Mr. Mu's vision. You only rent and don't sell, and you dare to buy large sums of money in the trough. You, a billionaire, have a very high gold content.I also have a small real estate company in Hong Kong Island, and I may eventually make a batch of properties. If you happen to meet Mr. Mu’s property, I still hope that Mr. Mu will help you. Of course, you won’t have too much appetite, let alone It will affect Mr. Wood's business and layout. "

Chapter 612 Don't be frightened, it's annoying to watch

Mr. Mu sat back and straightened his body, staring at Zhang Xingming with sharp eyes.

Zhang Xingming waved his hands and said to Li Chun, "Please go and stay for a while, this scumbag."

Li Chun nodded, and the four of them stood up. Li Chun nodded to Brother Zha, gestured to the side with his right hand and said, "Come on, Brother Zha, let's sit here for a while." The security guard translated, and Brother Zha raised his hand He patted the table and stood up, and the four people around him immediately stood up and stared at Li Chun.

The three Zhang Liguo over there stood up and walked over.The cubs beside Mr. Mu also stood up, and the scene became tense for a while.

Mr. Mu tapped his thin fingers on the table, and said slowly, "Young man, this is Hong Kong Island." In response to Mr. Mu's words, Brother Zha pulled out the black star from his waist and slapped it on the table.The guy next to Brother Zha who had been staring fiercely said, "Dalu Boy, believe it or not, I'll call hundreds of brothers to come over and hack you to death."

Zhang Xingming frowned, waved his hand and said, "Don't let them get upset, it's annoying to watch." In the late 80s and early 90s, the scenes of hundreds of thousands of younger brothers confronting each other and killing each other on TV have long since disappeared. It exists in reality, at most three or five people or a dozen people will fight, and generally it is just a few cuts to see blood, and there are very few people who really kill.

Everyone is here to hang out, just to fight for face and for a place, and they know it well, if they really die, no one will be able to please anyone.Tell people not to spend money?Second-rate clubs like Heyitang, let alone a few hundred people, would go bankrupt if they called in a few dozen, and a street boy would cost a few hundred yuan for a single appearance, and his own people would have to pay.