“Cough...cough...Where did your mind wander off to? I'm your uncle, your real uncle, even though we're in different fields, we both worship Guan Yu, how could I ask you to do something like that?”
“Alright, I was planning on asking you if you found out about “Fish Seller Biao”'s warehouse, but since you didn't, forget it. You can head back now.”
Seeing his nephew like that, Huang Bing Yao also slightly calmed down. He patted his chest, spoke with a righteous tone, and after his eyes darted around twice, he waved his hand, signaling his nephew to leave first.
“Going.”
Chen Dong looked at him like this, not knowing what he was thinking, and waved his hand before turning to leave.
“........”
Huang Bing Yao watched his nephew's back, pursing his lips. They were targeting the “Green Eyed Tong” gang, a small, lazy bunch of hoodlums, easy to deal with. This “Green Eyed Tong” had been around for decades, their files in the police station were thicker than most others. It's just that catching this kind of old gang didn't make much sense. There were so many of them in the underworld. Catching one group only brought about another. Catching these old hoodlums had no meaning. Putting them in Chi Lin Prison was a waste of food. That's why they always turned a blind eye. Besides, he wasn't planning on having “Green Eyed Tong” spend the rest of their life behind bars. Even a year or two in Chi Lin Prison would be enough.
These gang members, once the leader is gone, someone will immediately fill the position. “Green Eyed Tong,” although not a famous 揸fit人 in the Wo Shing Wo, was still a 堂主 after all, he controlled five streets in Mong Kok, and he had a smuggling business that needed managing. Therefore, if “Green Eyed Tong” was taken down, someone would immediately step up. The two most likely candidates to replace “Green Eyed Tong” were his two top lieutenants, “Big Mouth Ying” and his nephew. If he got rid of both “Green Eyed Tong” and “Big Mouth Ying”, wouldn't his nephew be the only one left?
After all, this “Green Eyed Tong”, the 揸fit人 of the Wo Shing Wo in Mong Kok, was indeed a bit of a ... he only controlled five streets, those big shots wouldn't even look at him.
Chen Dong walked out of the elevator to the entrance of the building, and he saw a private car parked there. For some reason, he felt strangely touched. He walked two steps, then turned back again and again, looking at the private car behind him. That fat bastard actually dared to shamelessly try to trick him into betraying his boss. Such a wicked thing, he was afraid that this fat bastard would be thrown down from above...
.........
“Dong Ge!”
“Hmm.”
“Dong Ge.”
“Hmm.”
“Dong Ge... it's been so long since you had a drink with us sisters...”
“Hahaha, I’m busy today. I’ll do it another time...”
“A Dong, what's going on? I've been looking for you for a long time. It's been ages since we had a drink together, you and me!”
“Hahaha, Kun Ge, you go first. I still have some things to deal with. It’s on me tonight...”
“Hey! A Dong, last time you said you got a batch of foreign girls, where are they now...?”
“Haha, Tai Zi Ge, you're so impatient. I'll have someone arrange it right away...”
“Twelve Shao........”
“..........”
Lai Sheng Yuan Bar in Mong Kok.
This was the bar Chen Dong opened after he made a fortune on this street. It was 9 pm, and as soon as he entered the bar, the bouncers and the night club girls greeted him. There were also some familiar faces greeting him.
He had been hanging out in this area for over a year now, and since he was also a 红棍 of the Wo Shing Wo, his relationship with the area's social club leaders was fairly good. After all, everyone who could reach this level had figured out the game. The underworld wasn't about fighting and killing. Fighting and killing were just ways to scare those 17 or 18-year-old kids whose brains hadn't fully developed.
These leaders, one hand above, one hand below, they played their game like a pro, even if they wanted to kill you tomorrow, they'd still be brothers with you tonight, even closer than real brothers.
“By the way, where's A Jin? Tell him to come here.”
After dealing with those familiar faces, Chen Dong turned to the two bodyguards standing at the door of his office and said.
“Jin Ge went to collect money. I'll notify him right away.”
The bodyguard turned around and went to call him.
That's right, this Gao Jin was the man in the suit, Gao Jin. Gao Jin was from the other side, three years ago when Chen Dong had just arrived in this world, he met him. This guy had come with his fellow countrymen to make a fortune, but their boat was intercepted by the water police, the snakehead was taken down, and his fellow countrymen were deported. If he hadn't been clever enough to jump into the water and had the extraordinary ability to hold his breath for ten minutes, he would have been sent back to serve his sentence. Luckily, the night he swam up, he happened to run into Chen Dong. Seeing this face that looked exactly like the husband of the famous movie star Niu, but a bit younger than the movie star in his previous life, he seemed to be the same age as him. Although he didn't know what role the guy was playing, he hadn't watched much of the guy's movies in his previous life. He just remembered that he was a suited-up thug. But seeing this face, while the guy was desperate, he took the chance and took him in as his younger brother. Then he pretended to be very kind, and treated the guy to a bowl of char siu rice and a trip to the sauna. The next day, the guy called him “老大” like his real elder brother.
He later found out that this face that looked exactly like the husband of the famous movie star Niu was actually the famous suited-up thug. To be honest, it felt like he had won the lottery.
It was the 1980s, mobile phones were like bricks that could kill you, they were so inconvenient to carry around. Some social bosses carried those bricks around like idiots, thinking they were cool. Chen Dong didn't like those things. The signal wasn't very good, it was better to use a landline at home and in the office. Besides, those things were expensive, really expensive. Chen Dong hadn't bought one. It was more convenient to use a pager. Gao Jin had been with him for three years, and his taste was similar to his. Plus, he had to go around with his people collecting money, sometimes he had to talk, sometimes he had to fight, and before he knew it, a 20,000 Hong Kong Dollar brick would be broken. There was no after-sales service, repair or replacement in this era.
“Boss, this is the money we collected this month.”
Not long after, Gao Jin came in with the money he collected.
“.....For a while now, have a few of the brothers go to Causeway Bay to keep an eye on the movements of Ba Bi, Big Brother B, and his little brother Chen Hao Nan.”
Chen Dong didn't look at the money on the table. He pondered for a moment, then said.
The money on the table was only a few hundred thousand. He had hundreds of brothers to support, and he couldn't afford to just throw it away. Don't think that being a boss is easy, in order to prevent his brothers from touching that thing that would leave them with no heirs, he had to pay them every month. The two streets in Mong Kok, and the hundreds of brothers he had, barely made ends meet. This small bar made a little money, plus his monthly contribution to the organization, and the money he got from the brothers parking their cars, barely enough to keep things afloat. So, after seeing his "killer scissor-leg" uncle on his way back, he had been racking his brains trying to figure out how to make money. After all, having money in your pocket makes you feel at ease.