Yang Jun, accompanied by a dozen or so younger brothers, walked into the You Gu Qi Restaurant. He saw Big D sitting in the private room, clad in a suit, legs crossed, looking at Yang Jun and his group at the doorway.
“Big D, where’s the person I want?”
Yang Jun’s face was cold, not giving Big D any face at all.
“Youngster Jun, you think I wouldn’t dare touch you? This is Tsuen Wan, not freaking Causeway Bay!”
Big D stood up, slamming his wine glass on the floor. Dozens of younger brothers rushed into the room, instantly blocking the doorway.
These Tsuen Wan youngsters all glared fiercely at Yang Jun. Jimmy, standing beside him, already had sweat dripping down his forehead. He didn’t expect Big D to be so crazy, daring to attack his own brethren.
Yang Jun patted Jimmy’s shoulder, his face calm and composed. He said:
“Big D, what do you mean? Are you trying to intimidate me?”
“I guarantee, if you touch a single hair on my head, hehehe~ Your whole family will be wiped out!”
Yang Jun sat opposite Big D, a cigar in his mouth, and slammed the table with a loud bang. “You freaking do it then!”
Big D was a little taken aback. Thinking of Youngster Jun’s record, he didn’t dare to openly attack him either.
Cut! Yang Jun already knew Big D wouldn’t do anything. Big D was still competing for the position of Chairman. If he openly attacked his fellow gang members, he wouldn’t be able to stay in the Wo Shing Wo anymore.
Besides, with Youngster Jun’s fighting prowess, he wasn’t guaranteed to win!
“Ah Jun, there’s no need for things to escalate between brothers, it’s just about releasing someone, right?”
“Long Mao, bring them out.”
Big D was much more polite now. It’s clear he can’t win in a fight, so his tone softened significantly.
“You should have done this earlier, wouldn’t have had any trouble then.”
Yang Jun wasn’t aggressive either. When he saw Guan Zi Sen and Lung Gan Shu being led out, he almost choked on his tea.
The two men were black and blue, with not a single piece of their bodies left unscathed. Big D had really gone overboard.
“Boss, Lung Gan Shu.”
Jimmy saw the two men being beaten so badly, he rushed over to help them up.
“Alright! I’ve got them now. Big D, till next time!”
Big D originally wanted to talk to Youngster Jun, as the situation was too tense and not beneficial to his campaign for Wo Shing Wo’s leadership.
“Man~ this Youngster Jun has such a bad temper. Why is he so difficult to get along with?”
Long Mao, standing beside him, twitched his face. He thought to himself, you’re not exactly easy to get along with, Big D, yet you have the nerve to criticize others!
Yang Jun, having saved Lung Gan Shu and Guan Zi Sen, became increasingly popular within the gang. Many of the uncles and hall masters praised him.
“Youngster Jun is so righteous, Lung Gan Shu, despite his age, was beaten by Big D, and no one in the entire gang dared to intervene. Only Youngster Jun stepped up.”
“Yeah! Jun Ge is so loyal, I heard Guan Zi Sen even had a grudge against him before, this is truly repaying kindness with kindness!”
“I wonder if the Causeway Bay gang is still recruiting? I want to follow Jun Ge!”
In the underworld, the most important things are face and reputation. It’s difficult for Youngster Jun not to become popular, given all the praise he’s receiving.
“Ah Jun, why don’t we fight for the Chairman position? I think you’re better than Big D and Ah Le.”
Uncle Mao Dun urged him from the side, making Yang Jun hesitate. Compete for the Chairman position?
“Uncle Mao Dun, I’ve only been the leader of Causeway Bay for a little over a year, do I have the qualifications to compete for the Chairman position?”
Big D and Ah Le had both been hall masters for seven or eight years. Compared to them, Yang Jun was truly a newcomer.
The Wo Shing Wo was one of the gangs that valued seniority the most. Deng Bo, himself a guardian of tradition, controlled the power of the top-tier Elder Council.
“Ah Jun, rules are made by people. I’ve tested Deng Bo, and he said you have a good chance.”
Deng Bo wants me to become the Chairman? That’s unlikely. My influence is growing, which contradicts Deng Bo’s principle of balance.
Could it be that Deng Bo wants to use me to deal with Big D, a tactic of driving away the wolf to bring in the tiger?
“I have a business deal to take care of in a few days, I can’t spare the time. How about the next term?”
Yang Jun’s first reaction was to decline. The Chairman position was not easy to hold. Whoever sits on that hot seat becomes the O記 (Hong Kong Police’s Organised Crime and Triad Bureau) target.
If any of the tens of thousands of members do anything suspicious, the police will come knocking on the Chairman’s door first.
Uncle Mao Dun was dumbfounded. This was a coveted position, and Yang Jun didn’t even want it?
The Chairman represented power, and Big D and Ah Le were beating each other to a pulp for it, yet Yang Jun was turning his nose up at it.
“I’ll go contact the Elders, you just need to provide the funds. This is an opportunity you can’t miss!”
Yang Jun impatiently waved his hand and said directly to Uncle Mao Dun:
“Being the Chairman is too much hassle. Right now, I just want to be a businessman!”
Seeing Yang Jun’s firm attitude, Uncle Mao Dun couldn’t say anything more. He just shook his head and sighed:
“Alright! We’ll wait until you change your mind.”
After Uncle Mao Dun left, Yang Jun didn’t have time to dwell on becoming Chairman, because his business, the Han Xian pager, was about to launch tomorrow.
Hong Kong had two main television stations, TVB and ATV. They always held the top two positions in viewership ratings.
This time, Jiu Zhou Group’s pager launch invested heavily in advertising on both stations. They also placed ads on mainland Chinese television stations and Taiwan’s CTV.
It wasn’t just TV stations. Advertisements were plastered everywhere, on taxis, subways, and buses, so the entire Hong Kong knew about the Jiu Zhou Han Xian pager launch.
“Did you hear? The pager can display Chinese characters now, we Chinese finally have our own pager!”
“Really? That would be much more convenient. I can finally throw away my old pager, I can’t read English, it’s useless.”
“I wonder how much this pager will cost. If it’s just a few thousand dollars, I’d spend all my savings to buy one. It’s good for showing off too.”
Two Central district office workers were discussing the news. They were both planning to go to the launch event tomorrow to see it for themselves.
Pagers themselves were already a rarity in the early eighties, and anyone with a bit of money would buy one to hang from their waist. It was a status symbol, as well as convenient.
The most important thing was that it was much cheaper than a mobile phone. A mobile phone cost at least thirty thousand Hong Kong dollars, something the average person couldn’t afford!
In early October, Jiu Zhou Group simultaneously started selling in five locations: Causeway Bay, Tsim Sha Tsui, Mong Kok, and other districts. Yang Jun personally went to the locations to check sales performance.
“Holy crap, no way! The 3000 HKD pager has such a long queue?”
“Boss, our pager is a hit!”
Jimmy, seeing the scene in front of him, nearly popped his eyes out. The sales points were lined up with people, each with a look of anticipation.
Can business be done like this? Those who don’t know would think it’s a giveaway.