In the evening, the sky is dark, Hong Kong Island, Sheung Wan, Victoria Peak, and Barker Road.
This relatively flat piece of land on the top of the mountain overlooking the Xiangjiang River was obtained by Du Weiguo from someone Li.
This is also the first wave of properties to be developed by Kunpeng Group, Mid-Levels Villas. To make money, you must first make money from the rich, hey.
Huo Lili opened her arms in the night wind and spoke cheerfully:
"Sister Megan, this land is great. Not only can you have a panoramic view of the entire Wan Chai, but you can also have an unobstructed view of Victoria Harbor. The night view is magnificent."
Zhao Yingnan glanced at the night view at the foot of the mountain and promised grandly:
"Well, it's really good, Lily. If you like it, you can keep a set for yourself when the villa is built."
Huo Lili stuck out her tongue and joked naughtily:
"Come on, I can't afford it, sister Megan, do you know? My dad also wanted to participate in the bidding for this piece of land.
But the business suddenly encountered problems, and he was forced to give up later. He said that this place should be regarded as the king of land in Hong Kong Island. "
"Haha, Earth King, are you so powerful?"
Zhao Yingnan chuckled. After all, she had grown up in the Imperial Capital of China and was used to seeing those majestic and ancient buildings that swallowed up mountains and rivers. She was slightly dissatisfied with this statement.
Huo Lili had little experience and simple mind, so she did not hear her teasing:
"Of course, when the villas here are built, the wealthy people in Hong Kong will definitely flock to them and grab them like crazy."
Zhao Yingnan smiled and patted her:
"You're still robbing like crazy, is that an exaggeration? Let's go, Lily, it's getting late, let's go back first."
"good."
The two walked side by side towards the roadside. Nightmare lazily stood up, swung his fat buttocks, and followed step by step.
Huo Lili turned her head and glanced at the black dog, somewhat hot-eyed.
"Meghan, this big dog is so smart and so strong. Is this the bodyguard assigned to you by Mr. Wesley?"
Zhao Yingnan also looked back at Night Dire. The moment he met the dog's eyes, he suddenly recalled the dark red vines that had appeared inexplicably on the night of Night Raid, and shuddered.
Damn, what kind of big dog is this? It's clearly a dog demon.
Zhao Yingnan said vaguely and perfunctorily: "Well, it's his dog."
Huo Lili's eyes suddenly became a little wandering, and she thought about her words for a long time before she finally managed to say: "I heard that Mr. Wesley has returned to Hong Kong Island?"
Zhao Yingnan stopped, took a deep look at her, and asked with interest: "Well, he's back, Lily, do you want to see him?"
Huo Lili had a secret crush on Du Weiguo, and this little thought could not be hidden from Zhao Yingnan at all. Speaking of which, her man was a passionate person who was loved by everyone, and he had never met a woman who could be so hard-hearted towards him.
"I, I don't~"
Huo Lili's face turned red and she wanted to refuse, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them anyway.
Zhao Yingnan sighed with a melancholy tone:
"Lily, you have to understand that Wesley is indeed charming, but at the same time, he is also an extremely dangerous man, and he is not just a woman for me."
Huo Lili was very surprised that Zhao Yingnan was so candid. Her face was so red that it almost bled. Her head was lowered, her lips were moving, and she was speechless.
Seeing her shy and timid look, Zhao Yingnan couldn't help but feel pity and held her hand:
"Lily, do you really not care and are not afraid of danger?"
Huo Lili's eyes were slightly red, she bit her lip, mustered up all her courage, and then replied in a voice as loud as an ant:
"I, I don't care. After meeting him, I felt that other men were too mediocre. Sister Megan, in fact, I never thought about being with him. I am satisfied as long as I can watch him from a distance."
"Alas~" Zhao Yingnan sighed, another silly woman who was attracted to the flames.
At this moment, there is a new two-story small western-style building on Nathan Road in Mong Kok, near the Prince Edward Roundabout.
This place was originally a small Cantonese opera theater. Later, a fire broke out, the owner was burned to death, and the theater troupe disappeared.
Mad Cow, under the instruction of Du Weiguo, took over this place and re-opened it to become the headquarters of Zhongyi Hall.
The conference room on the second floor was filled with smoke, and eight people were sitting around the solid wood table.
The main seat is naturally Du Weiguo, and on the left is Zhen Guolong, the leader of the three major societies in Hong Kong. Moving forward, Zhixiong, opposite sit three old timers in the world.
In addition to these big bosses, Wang Tongyan, the president of the Kowloon Walled City Welfare Association, was the last seat, and Uncle Jiu also sat in a corner and watched.
Mad Cow stood obediently behind Du Weiguo. Where the master was present, there was no place for him, a loser, to sit.
However, he did not feel depressed or ashamed at all. Instead, he was confident and energetic. His master was back and there were people to support him, so he naturally became high-spirited.
Du Weiguo held a cigarette in his mouth, and his sharp, knife-like gaze passed over everyone's face in turn. No one dared to look at him and lowered their heads, including the always tough Zhen Guolong.
Damn, no one’s butt is clean.
During the period when Du Weiguo left Hong Kong, all three major societies caused trouble and more or less violated the rules he had set.
Among them, 14K and Yi Zitou had a direct conflict with Mad Bull, and were killed by Su Li and others like a thunderbolt.
Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke and gently knocked on the table:
"On the night I returned to Hong Kong, I encountered two groups fighting in the street. Hundreds of people were armed with swords, guns and clubs. It was such a huge battle.
But Zhongyi Hall pretends to be deaf and mute, and it is useless. If this is the case, then it is better to break up and keep this place to continue to perform operas. "
Silence, deathly silence, everyone is looking at their noses, their noses are looking at their hearts, like clay sculptures and wood sculptures, without saying a word.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry when an old man with a white beard on his right cleared his throat and spoke.
The old man's name is Zou Yaozu. He used to be a high-ranking member of the Shanghai Youth Gang. He was known as the Origami Fan. In his early years, he was Du Yuesheng's right-hand man. He is a serious celebrity with a very high seniority, but he has been out of the world for many years.
Old man Zou bowed his hand towards Du Weiguo:
"God of Evil, your original intention is good, it can bring some calm to the streets, and it can also save some blood for us short mules running around in the world.
However, in our Loyalty Hall, unless you can still control the situation in Hong Kong Island, other times, if you really speak without making a sound, you might as well fart. "
After all, he was an old man. Du Weiguo returned the favor and spoke in a gentle manner:
"Mr. Zou, you don't have to be polite, just call me Wesley. What you said makes sense. Do you have any specific suggestions?"
Old man Zou was not polite:
"Oh, since Mr. Wesley has asked, I, the old man, will not be polite. I will just make a few random remarks. Please bear with me whether it is right or wrong."
Du Weiguo raised his hand in a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Zou, please give me some advice."
The old man stood up slowly:
"I think that on the basis of adhering to fairness and neutrality, Zhongyi Tang should also have its own force, and it must be elite. When necessary, it can deter dissatisfaction."
The old man's voice was not loud, but it was deafening. Everyone was shocked, their eyes wandered, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Uncle Jiu frowned and couldn't help but said: "Isn't that equivalent to the establishment of a new gang in Hong Kong Island?"
The old man retorted with a smile:
"Chief Inspector Feng, there are already dozens or hundreds of gangs in Hong Kong Island. What's the problem even if a new gang is established? What's more, this gang is neutral and has neither territory nor flags?"
The old fox went forward and asked sadly:
"Mr. Zou, it costs money to raise people, not to mention the elites you always said. If there are too few people, they are useless. If there are too many, who will support them?"
If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, it's true to say forward. The society will also raise elite swordsmen, the so-called red sticks, which is indeed a huge expense.
Old man Zou chuckled:
"I'm just an idle cloud and wild crane. Since the evil god asked the question, I can say whatever I want. As for whether to adopt it or how to implement it, it is beyond my old man's consideration."
Zhen Guolong said dullly:
"Before, when we went to war with Tuhe and Shengtang, they were considered separated from me and Shenghe, and it was also considered that I, Zhen Guolong, was not strict with me. I am willing to pay for this~~"
Lao Zhen is a real person, he is in harmony with Tu, and He Shengtang is indeed of the same origin as He Shenghe, but that was more than ten years ago, or even earlier.
Now he still has a feud with Lao Zhen, and they don't listen to his orders. What he does is just to give Du Weiguo face.
Du Weiguo waved his hand:
"Brother Guolong, you don't need to take responsibility on yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. It was indeed my poor thinking at the beginning.
The suggestion made by Mr. Zou is very reasonable. Without the support of force, Zhongyi Hall is really just a false move, and words are useless. "
To be honest, Old Man Zou's proposal was in his heart and won his heart. Du Weiguo was also planning to build a number of usable military forces on Hong Kong Island.
Hearing this, Old Man Zou's eyes suddenly flashed with satisfaction, he cupped his hands towards Du Weiguo and sat down slowly.
Old man Zou thought to himself, well, if he is as vain as a valley and can listen to advice, he is a master of others.
Du Weiguo also nodded towards the old man, thought briefly and then made the final decision:
"In this way, no one has to pay for it. Since it was my suggestion, I will pay for it. The little money I earn from doing business in Hong Kong Island will be used to support this team."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up and their hearts burned.
You know, Du Weiguo has a monopoly on the flour business in Hong Kong Island. The small amount of money he is talking about is at least hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars every year, only a lot more.
If you can squeeze in your own swordsman, wouldn't that be a good opportunity to lay eggs? At the same time, the flag can be planted in the Zhongyi Hall, killing two birds with one stone.
However, Du Weiguo's next words directly shattered everyone's dreams:
"I'll pay for it, and the manpower will be picked from the Kowloon Walled City. Brother Guo Lung will be responsible for the training. Normally, Mad Cow will be in charge, and we will only implement the decisions of the Chung Yee Hall."
After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo scanned the audience and asked domineeringly: "After I have finished speaking, who agrees? Who opposes?"
"Hehehe~ I agree!"
Old man Zou smiled happily, like an old fox who had eaten chicken, and he was the first to raise his hand.
In my heart, Du Weiguo's evaluation couldn't help but rise to a higher level. He knows how to make choices, dares to employ people, and is not limited to things. This is the image of the Ming Lord~
Who dares to disobey Du Weiguo's decision? Are they screwed alive? Regardless of what they were thinking, everyone raised their hands in agreement. Even Uncle Jiu raised his hand.
"Agree, agree, the evil god is grand~~"
Although Wang Dong is not qualified to raise his hand, the circles under his eyes are red. The Evil God is taking too much care of Kowloon Walled City, and he will think of us whenever anything good happens.
Uncle Jiu felt quite comfortable. The biggest problem between him and Du Weiguo was that he had become the biggest gangster in Hong Kong Island.
Now, he has used this income without reservation to maintain the stability of the streets, which can be regarded as a different kind of taking from the people and using it for the people.
Du Weiguo pressed his hand:
"Also, I will never interfere in the affairs of Zhongyi Hall from now on, but a snake can't do it without a head. I propose that Zou Lailai be the first head of Zhongyi Hall, with a veto power. Who has any objection? "
Who can have objections? Who dares to have objections?
The wrinkled old man's eyes were red with excitement, and he was trembling all over. He almost pouted on the spot, roaring in his heart, knowing people well and making good use of them, and employing people with no doubts, the British master is also~.
Seeing that no one was talking, Du Weiguo stopped writing and decided in one sentence:
"Okay, then starting from tomorrow, Mr. Zou will be the first head of the Zhongyi Hall. In addition, President Wang Dong will also serve as the speaker."
Old man Zou and Wang Dong stood up tremblingly at almost the same time, crying with gratitude:
"Thank you so much for your trust in the Evil God. Even if I am shattered into pieces, I will not disappoint your entrustment and do my best~~~"
After they finished expressing their loyalty, Du Weiguo smiled and knocked on the table, and his tone became more relaxed:
"Okay, that's enough business. Now let's talk about some happy things. My factories have been built.
Production will start soon. We need workers now and we also need sales. I also hope that all the bosses can help me. "
Zhixiong, who had been silent throughout the whole process, was the first to stand up when he heard this, with a slightly excited tone:
"Mr. Wesley, we have agreed a long time ago that the markets of Wanwan and Tai O belong to me, and I have even established a company."
Zhen Guolong is also very passionate, this is a God-given opportunity to clear his name:
"I haven't said anything yet. Hong Kong Island belongs to me. I will ensure that all stores are full. If the sales cannot be completed, I will pay for it myself~"
Wang Dong finally had a chance to speak, and he beat his chest loudly:
"Thank you for your trust, Lord Evil. We have more than 20,000 hardworking young men in Kowloon Walled City for you to choose from."
Everyone was very happy, except the old fox Qianqian, whose face was gloomy and as dark as ink. It was obvious that he had been squeezed out, but there was nothing he could do.
To this day, Du Weiguo's "power" in Hong Kong Island has been completely established. As long as he does not die, no one can shake him and can only stay low and remain small.
For the next period of time, Hong Kong Island was calm and there were no more waves.
Two weeks later, at 9 a.m., an investment promotion meeting for Kunpeng Group was being held in the largest conference hall on the fourth floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Hong Kong.
A total of nine products from three factories were on display today, including four flavors of Master Kong instant noodles, two types of Kirin beer in cans and bottles, and three types of cigarettes.
The name of the cigarette is old-fashioned, it is called Kunpeng. There are three types of cigarettes, two of which are filtered, directly targeting the high-end market.
Why mention a mouthful of cigarettes? Because all the tobacco raw materials are from Nanxiong, Guangdong Province. They are exchanged for grain, which is much higher than the market price, which is equivalent to redirected support.
This matter was facilitated by Huo Xian and the chartering king. They still maintained official channels with the Northern Continent.
Both Du Weiguo and Zhao Yingnan were very happy to be able to facilitate this matter and do their little bit for China during this special period.
Beer, instant noodles, filter cigarettes, although these are not necessities of life, they are all closely related to life.
This is also the first step for Du Weiguo to officially enter the business world, targeting the people's livelihood market. The next step is to gradually increase product categories and then open a chain of supermarkets.
Kunpeng's products are all genuine and will never be shoddy, and the flavor is quite good. Besides, this is a hell of a deal. Who dares not to give three points of thin noodles?
No, even Korea, Japan, Siam, England, and even Italy and France have a group of agents.
Not to mention the locals on Hong Kong Island, everyone is going crazy and the ordering scene is quite hot.
First make a reputation in the people's livelihood sector, then move into real estate, and then master the media, as long as you have sufficient funds and do not use underhanded tactics.
Du Weiguo didn't believe that he would lose.
If Freemasonry does not respect martial ethics and dares to use underhanded tricks, hey, when the time comes, the big boss of the evil god will directly come online. He is the ancestor of those who play recklessly.
Naturally, neither he nor Zhao Yingnan would show up in public places like this. At present, the apparent general manager of Kunpeng Group is still Ma Ning, also known as Xiao Ma.
Seeing the high-spirited Xiao Ma on the stage scolding Fang Qiu, Ma Wuye in the audience couldn't help but burst into tears. He was content with his life.
In a small single room next to the hall, Du Weiguo, Huo Xian, Bao Xian, and Shao Xian were sitting around smoking and chatting, with Zhao Yingnan and Huo Lili accompanying them.
In addition to these big guys, there is another person with a strange face. He is a very handsome and upright middle-aged man with a bit of European ancestry. His surname is He and he comes from Tai O. Hey.
It should be said or not, Du Weiguo is now considered to be completely mixed up in this class. He talks and laughs with great scholars, but has no ordinary people in his dealings.
"Mr. Wesley, I heard that you are going to make a big splash in Hong Kong Island, and your next step is to enter the real estate industry. Can you let me, Lao Shao, shamelessly drink the soup too?"
Shao Xian put down the cigar in his hand and said with a smile. Before Du Weiguo spoke, Bao Xian pointed at him:
"It's your Lao Shao who has a good nose. Just when I was about to speak, you took the opportunity."
Shao Xian smiled happily:
"Hahaha, Old Bao, you are now the shipping king of Asia, so don't compete with me, Old Shao, for this little bit of water."
Bao Xian has been really prosperous recently. With the support of Du Weiguo, the fleet has recently added 6 large ships, and 6 new ships will be launched by the end of the year. It has already established itself as the Asian shipping king.
Bao Xian sighed with emotion:
"It's all thanks to Mr. Wesley's generous actions that my old Bao can be where he is today, but your old Shao is not bad either, you are the king of Asian movies."
Shao Xian also laughed:
"Ha! I also rely entirely on the support of Mr. Wesley and Miss Megan. By the way, my old Shao's TV station will officially open next month. Bosses, please put in more advertisements."
As he said this, Shao Xian also clasped his fists at everyone. He was a good-tempered character and had good relationships with all the rich. Xian Huo, Xian Bao, and Xian He all agreed with a smile.
Du Weiguo also expressed his position with a smile:
"No problem, I make the decision. Master Kong's instant noodles, Kirin beer, and Kunpeng cigarettes are all advertised on Shao Xian's TV station."
Shao Xian said in an exaggerated tone:
"That's great! My old Shao has finally found his future for next month. Mr. Wesley, you are my God of Wealth~"
Hahaha~ Everyone laughed. At this moment, He Xian, who had been silent, also smiled and asked:
"Mr. Wesley, when are you free to come to Tai O? Although there are few people there, we also have specialties?"
Du Weiguo looked at the handsome old man in front of him, and his tone was very kind:
"Mr. He, even if you don't mention it, I still plan to go to Tai O to pay my respects to your dock. I heard Mr. Huo say that you are preparing for a big deal recently. As for me, I happen to have some spare money on hand."
"oh?"
He Xian's eyes suddenly lit up and his tone was warm:
"That's great, Mr. Wesley. When you come to Tai O, be sure to let us know in advance. I will sweep your bed to welcome you!"
Du Weiguo smiled and said: "Easy to say, easy to say, when the time comes, why don't you have a few meals and drinks~"
Seeing Du Weiguo, who was handsome and handsome, sitting with his fathers and talking, and even vaguely becoming the leader of this group of rich people, Huo Lili was dazzled and her heart sank.
As the saying goes, extreme joy brings sorrow. At this moment, the door of the small hall was suddenly pushed open. Uncle Jiu's face was ashen and he hurriedly walked in:
"Wesley, something happened."
Du Weiguo frowned: "Uncle Jiu, what happened?"
Uncle Jiu lowered his voice: "Reina is gone~"
Du Weiguo felt like he was struck by thunder, and his evil aura rose to the sky: "What did you say? Leina is gone?"
Everyone present was enveloped in the evil aura and couldn't help but tremble all over. Only Uncle Jiu was still able to remain calm:
"Don't worry, she was kidnapped in the hospital. It must have been done by a bloodhound." (End of Chapter)
