Hong Kong Island Old Events

He Dingxian and Chief Chen Li returned to a tenement house on Nathan Road. When Chen Li was about to say a few words and then go back to the house, Lardboy ran up to him panting with a pack of butter paper: "Brother Xian, Things have been brought.”

"Okay." He Dingxian took the 10,000 Hong Kong dollars wrapped in butter paper and handed it to the superior: "Brother Li, I want to be promoted!"

Chen Li stood there with his expression unchanged: "One uniformed team leader cannot defeat another! He will only be young and Dangerous for the rest of his life if he only shows off his ruthlessness. The current situation is different from that of Hei Xinhua!"

He Dingxian smiled: "You can't be used as dirt by others. If you want to eat me, you have to knock out one of his teeth. My bones are so hard!"

"Hahaha!" Chen Li laughed loudly, took the butter paper bag with his hand, and when he pinched it, he knew that there were Hong Kong dollars inside. With his hands that often touch money, he could tell that it was enough for ten thousand dollars: "I promised you, I will sell you a uniformed team leader with 10,000 Hong Kong dollars at any time. Since you took it out today, you will definitely sell it to you. I will accept it and I will send you some troops tomorrow."

The uniformed team leader is responsible for two to three streets, and the collection work of all the side businesses is much better than that of the small uniformed team leader who is only responsible for the gambling stalls on one Shanghai street.

There are more than a dozen people under his command. The key is to be able to act in the name of the uniformed team leader. Everyone has to earn more face.

In the final analysis, a uniformed police officer is just an ordinary policeman. Everyone only sells you face. If you have a reputation, you will be more respectful.

However, the uniformed team leader must be the right-hand man of the district police chief. When doing things door-to-door, he represents the uniformed police chief's face. If you touch the uniformed team leader, you will move the district police chief.

What He Dingxian cares about is not the two more streets under his command, but Chen Li's attitude. Now that Chen Li has kept his promise and sold him the uniformed sergeant, it means that he has promised to act in the name of the uniformed group and will step in to take responsibility if anything happens. .

The premise is that Chen Li can handle it, otherwise Chen Li will treat him as an abandoned son. The most important thing for a person is that he has profit value. If the opportunity is good, Chen Li will also mobilize the resources of the Chaoshan Gang.

"Thank you, sir!" He Dingxian stood at attention, saluted, and shouted. Chen Li patted him on the shoulder, took the money in his hand and shook it. He sighed and turned around and walked into the tenement building. Just now, instead of going to Shek Kip Mei, Lardboy went to his house to withdraw money. Now he gave the money to Chen Li, with a look in his eyes. Xiang said to the side: "Brother Xian, the money has been given away."

"Promoted."

He Dingxian smiled proudly.

Originally it was a joyful thing to be promoted, but Lardboy couldn't help laughing. He said with an embarrassed expression: "But the uniformed team leader can't beat Detective Hua! I heard that Zhao Zhiyuan stood up last night, but that's Detective Hua." How can the detective's cousin and uniform team leader fight? He's still on someone else's territory."

"Actually, Brother Xian, if we withdraw from Kowloon Tong, we can make enough money by focusing on the development of Sham Shui Po and Yau Ma Tei in the future." Lard Boy's tone is really timid. He, a low-class refugee, can make a good living. It's not easy. How dare you risk everything to fight Inspector Hua?

He is no longer a broke man, he is already the manager of five movie stores. When He Dingxian saw this, he did not blame Lardboy, because Lardboy himself was a brain-eater. How to run the business well was his responsibility, and how to fight for his life was not up to him.

He Dingxian put his right arm around Lardboy's shoulders, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. Lardboy took out a match and lit it for him: "Zi."

"Huh..." He Dingxian spat out a mouthful of white mist, patted the shoulder of Lard Boy's blouse and comforted softly: "The stick on your body can't beat the gun, but business depends on more than bullets. Qiu Degen can do something even if he has Zhao Yutang's support. ?If his business goes bankrupt, will Zhao Yutang pay to save him?"

"Now Inspector Wah in Kowloon Tong and Inspector Wah in Tsim Tsim are doing dollar store business. This kind of regular business is very eye-catching to the police. Ordinary societies cannot get involved at all, and top societies are focused on the pier and cannot see the shore. A small business." These days, first-class societies still need pier sites to start construction. Only by having jobs can they keep their brothers. The dollar store doesn't make as much money as the pier, and it doesn't give members a chance to start work. There are no societies that want to take advantage of it.

The jobs that the society later came to work in were also in labor-intensive industries such as real estate, fishing for KTV, pornography, gambling and drugs, all due to changes in the social situation.

"Now that Qiu Degeng only opens a store in Kowloon Tong, it means that he can't get involved in the business in East Tsim Sha Tsui. Who should Inspector Hua from two districts do when he does the same business?"

The more Lardboy thought about it, the more frightened he became: "Inspector Zonghua Liu Fu?"

"yes!"

"Whether it's a fight for merit or a secret fight, Liu Fu is watching condescendingly anyway. We can't beat Zhao Yutang, but we can let Zhao Yutang lose. Will a loser have a good ending? Let him lose first, and then we will Beat up the drowned dog." He Dingxian said: "Maybe we can win?"

Lardboy swallowed: "But even if Zhao Yutang is unlucky, it doesn't mean that we can put our hands in Kowloon Tong. Liu Fook's office is in Kowloon Tong!"

"That's not necessarily true. I have understood something in my last life, life is not destined by fate, fight first!" He Dingxian and Lard Boy said it clearly. He threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it, got on the rickshaw and said, "Go to Shanghai Street to find Chaozhou." Zou, if you can’t do it, use your brain. If I didn’t have a brain, I would have died a long time ago. If you want to succeed, you must learn a lesson.”

"I know, Boss He." Ni Kun lifted the car.

Chaozhou Zou was sitting in the smoky accounting room of the gambling stall, with one foot raised on the wooden table and leaning against the Taishi chair. He was wearing a white coat and fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan. It was not until Ma Zaifeng led someone into the accounting room that he fanned the cattail leaf fan. He put it down and stood up and said, "Why did Sir He come to the humble house with such a great presence?"

"Ah Feng, Chief He's new store is opening today. I'll give this gift to Chief He. I wish Chief He a prosperous business." He waved his little brother away.

"Got it, boss."

He Dingxian looked self-deprecating and said: "No need, Lardboy is taking his brothers to the medical clinic to see injuries. It's too early to wish my business a prosperous future."

Chaozhou Zou cupped his hands and complimented: "Sir He has skills and brains. He will definitely have a way to deal with those Dongguan people."

"Don't talk nonsense, where are the batch of projectors I asked you to bring?" After He Dingxian finished speaking, Chaozhou Zou smiled: "They are all already in the warehouse."

"It took me a lot of effort to get this batch of goods. New projectors are easy to buy in Nanyang, but old projectors are difficult to buy."

He Dingxian nodded lightly: "Tomorrow I will have someone send you the money and the best batch of goods."

Chaozhou Zou's eyes were a little hesitant and he said hesitantly: "If these projectors are put on the market, there will be another battle between dragons and tigers. Sir, would you like to think about it again?"

At first, He Dingxian asked Chaozhou Zou to help buy a batch of second-hand projectors in order to reduce the cost of opening a movie store. Later, he asked Chaozhou Zou to buy a batch of inferior projectors. The inferior projectors basically can only play, but not watch, and there are various Regarding the problems of lost pictures and lighting, the Nanyang cinema market is relatively mature, and scrapped projectors can only be purchased from garbage stores.

There is no distinction between "new and old" for things that come by water. Parallel imports are priced at the same price. Therefore, the parallel import projectors bought by other dollar store owners are actually second-hand projectors. The price is much cheaper than new ones, but each one costs 3,000. Five hundred yuan, a profit for the smuggler.

Chaozhou Zou owed He Dingxian a favor last time, so he sold it to him at a "second-hand" price, with a small fee of 2,500 yuan per projector.

Later, He Dingxian came to Chaozhou Zou and asked him to go abroad to buy a batch of scrapped inferior goods. Now it is obvious what he plans to use them for.

He Dingxian had committed crimes in his previous life and knew that prosperous people and prosperous businesses were most likely to be targeted. How could he not leave a trick on his competitors?

When resources are scarce and the market potential is huge, it is impossible for traders to let go of a batch of equipment sold at low prices.

The answer is imminent, and the struggle is inevitable...

He Dingxian's face was full of gloom, and he stared at Chaozhou Zou and said: "I have been promoted to the uniform team leader by Chief Chen Li. Inspector Zeng and Chief Chen personally went to Shek Kipwei for me tonight. If there is a fight between the dragon and the tiger, I would like to see it." Let’s see who is the dragon and who is the worm!”

"Give me the goods!"

Seeing that he wanted to kill someone, Chaozhou Zou stopped trying to persuade him. He opened the drawer of the wooden table and took out an old-fashioned iron lock key. He handed the key to him and said: "Tsim Sha Tsui Miao Po Ye Pier, hand the key to our Chao Yiyong people. , someone will take you to pick up the goods."

"Let's go!" He Dingxian grabbed the key and turned around and hurried out. Chaozhou Zou grinned: "Sending someone to hate Young and Dangerous is really the way of the world!"