Seeing the way Guan Zai Sen looked, even a dog would shake its head. But he had no self-awareness, instead, he was shouting at the society meeting.
“Uncle Deng, it's not my fault. My territory is small to begin with, and a few days ago, I even lost seven or eight venues to the Prince of Hung Hing.”
“The Prince said, it was Liang Zai Jun who first grabbed the venues from Hung Hing, they were just taking revenge!”
“It's all because Liang Zai Jun randomly grabbed Hung Hing's territory, which made me lose seven or eight venues!”
What? This can also be blamed on Yang Jun?
Innocently caught in the crossfire, Yang Jun shrugged, looking at everyone's reaction with a wry smile.
Many uncles shook their heads, this waste is beyond saving. He's useless himself, and he's still shirking responsibility!
It's because of people like him that the Wo Shing Wo has been declining in recent years. Uncle Deng sighed.
“A Sen, shut up if you can't speak properly. You’ve disgraced our society. Get out right now!”
Guan Zai Sen was publicly kicked out of the conference room, Jimmy standing by the side, embarrassed to the point of wanting to disappear. This was so humiliating!
This further solidified his determination to leave Guan Zai Sen. So before leaving, Jimmy looked at Yang Jun.
After Guan Zai Sen was driven out, the meeting continued.
Uncle Deng glanced at the next branch's report, his originally gloomy face immediately brightened, revealing a hint of a smile.
“The Causeway Bay branch, the amount due is 2.6 million, and they've paid 2.6 million.”
“A Jun, you've done well! Keep up the good work.”
What? Everyone was stunned by the news. The Causeway Bay branch paid 2.6 million?
All the uncles and hall masters gasped. They all know how much Causeway Bay pays.
Last month when Shui Ji was in charge, Causeway Bay only paid 50,000. Now it's 2.6 million?
Could there be a mistake? That's everyone's thought. This is too exaggerated!
“There’s no mistake. A Jun has done a great job! Causeway Bay has always been comparable to Tsim Sha Tsui, it's just that our society was too... ”
“But thankfully we have A Jun. You are the Five Tigers of our society!”
Uncle Deng did not hold back his praise. The branch's revenue has increased dramatically, which means their uncles' share has also increased. Uncle Deng receives the most, so naturally, he is happy!
A Lok from Jordan couldn't sit still. He's very good at finding opportunities.
“Uncle Deng, all uncles, if you choose me as the chairman, I'll lead the society into Tsim Sha Tsui!”
Damn! Even Da D's face twitched. Did A Lok find an opportunity to run for chairman like this?
When it comes to painting a rosy picture, no one can beat A Lok.
Da D wasn’t happy. He also planned to run for election, but he wasn’t as skilled as A Lok.
“Choose me as chairman, I guarantee everyone will make a fortune.”
“You said make money, then you’ll make money, A Lok is truly working for the society!”
The uncles who support A Lok and people like Chuen Po started tearing into each other. Chuen Po even worked tirelessly to get votes for Da D.
“Everyone says they are working for the society, are you not saying it for yourself?”
“Enter Tsim Sha Tsui, huh? We’ll see when it happens!”
“I’m even talking about leading the society to the moon!”
Chuen Po has a hot temper and amazing eloquence. To the moon?
Yang Jun watched the commotion unfold with a chuckle, the uncles arguing endlessly.
Because Shui Ji had only been the chairman for a year and a half and was prematurely killed by Big B, the position of chairman became vacant, so the election was brought forward by half a year.
“Alright, stop it! We'll talk about the chairman's election later. Meeting adjourned.”
“A Jun, stay behind.”
Uncle Deng kept Yang Jun behind to discuss something. It was about Hung Hing coming back to grab territory.
“A Jun, you don’t need to worry! I’ve spoken with Mr. Jiang. They won’t be sending the whole society.”
“At most it will be one branch’s forces. If Hung Hing comes out in full force, we, Wo Shing Wo, aren’t pushovers.”
Yang Jun grabbed Hung Hing's Causeway Bay territory, so logically, Hung Hing would definitely send someone to take it back. But there are rules in the underworld.
A branch fighting against another branch for territory. It’s impossible to involve the entire society. If it escalates, it will only lead to the police taking everyone down.
“Thank you, Uncle Deng!”
Yang Jun was relieved. If it was just one branch of Hung Hing, they'd have a maximum of 300-400 men. They wouldn't be able to defeat his loyal soldiers.
“You’ve expanded the territory for the society, the society will definitely protect you.”
In this day and age, what’s most valuable? Talent! A talented individual like Yang Jun is immensely beneficial to a society.
Yang Jun chatted with Uncle Deng for a bit, then was about to leave the teahouse.
Unexpectedly, he encountered A Lok, who was beaming, as he stepped out. A Lok stopped Yang Jun.
“A Jun, you are a big shot in the society. Let’s chat for a bit?”
Yang Jun nodded and got into the car with A Lok. Luckily it wasn't going for fishing, or Yang Jun wouldn't dare get in the car with A Lok without a helmet.
“Lok哥, what are you looking for me for?”
“A Jun, can you say something to Uncle Mou Dun, have him support me?”
Yang Jun snorted, teasing A Lok,
“Lok哥, free support?”
Yang Jun has no interest in who becomes chairman, he just wants to make money. What use is a chairman with no money or power?
Shui Ji is a prime example.
A Lok remained unfazed and continued to smile.
“A Jun, I think you are the best in the whole society. As long as your Causeway Bay branch supports me.”
“When I’m elected, I'll choose you to be the next chairman.”
Yang Jun's eyes were filled with disbelief. This A Lok, he really is the king of pie in the sky. He’s so shameless that he can say these things.
He must have said this to many people, probably only the air would believe him.
The next election? In the next election, you'll be shot in the head, probably right here in this car by your own subordinates.
Yang Jun scrutinized the car, internally criticizing A Lok’s shamelessness!
“Lok哥, be realistic. Da D gave 200,000. How much are you willing to give?”
A Lok froze for a moment. He wasn't as financially sound as Da D, so he smiled awkwardly.
“I’ll give 50,000?”
Yang Jun’s face turned black. 50,000 to throw at a beggar?
“Goodbye, no need to send me off.”
Yang Jun immediately left. This old sly fox only knows how to draw a big pie, he must have no sincerity at all!
He can’t even take out 100,000, yet he still tries to learn from others to be the boss. What a loser...
A Lok also shook his head, this Yang Jun was too shrewd, not easy to fool!
Yang Jun got into his own Mercedes-Benz, planning to inspect the new nightclub’s renovation. He opened three new nightclubs in Wan Chai and Causeway Bay.
His pager suddenly rang, and Fei Long's anxious voice came through.
“Jun哥, something bad happened! Our nightclub is in trouble!”
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