The Chiang family all received news that the police had visited the Dongxing Society mourning hall.
They didn't know what was going on in the mourning hall, but the police team coming to the community's mourning hall to pay their respects was, in their eyes, like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken.
At this time, the Hongxing horsemen swarmed up, blocked the road ahead, and blocked the Yuanbao shop workers at the door. The workers carrying the wreaths were confused and looked at each other.
The second son of the Chiang family, "Chiang Tianyang", who had just returned to Hong Kong from Thailand, was wearing a suit and holding a cigar. He stood in front of the horsemen, his eyes full of hostility.
"What are you doing!" Yuan Haoyun raised his arm and pointed at the crowd and yelled.
The people and horses of Hongxing stood still.
"Haha." Zhuang Shikai raised his hand to block the furious Yuan Haoyun, took two steps forward, raised his palm, and slapped Jiang Tianyang on the cheek.
Jiang Tianyang's cheeks were stamped with palm prints, his face was red, he suddenly raised his head, and took a step forward to fight Sir Zhuang.
"Crash." Hongxingshe's horsemen immediately took another step forward. At the same time, the police team put their hands on the gun bags on their waists.
Sir Zhuang rushed before Jiang Tianyang could take action, pointed at Jiang Tianyang's nose and cursed: "Do you know the rules? My son is blocking the wreath! Jiang Zhen knows that he will be angry with you and overturn the coffin board!"
"Unfilial bitch! Have you ever seen me? Let me tell you, I am your uncle in terms of seniority. If you have the guts, just touch me!"
Jiang Tianyang's raised arm immediately froze in the air and did not dare to fall down for a long time.
Apart from anything else, as Jiang Zhen's son, he really had no reason to block the wreaths at Jiang Zhen's funeral.
On such occasions, even the wreaths sent by enemies will be accepted.
Otherwise, it means that the deceased is shameless.
Even at Zhuang Shikai's last funeral, he didn't stop Zhongyixin from sending wreaths. It's just that he was embarrassed enough to beat up the person who sent the wreath, and took people to Wang Bao's place to find a place.
Only those who are skilled enough in this kind of operation can do it!
Jiang Tianyang is a big figure in the world, but in front of Sir Zhuang, he is just a bastard. Of course, he is not qualified to find trouble with Sir Zhuang.
At this time, Sir Zhuang gave him a slap in the face as a gift for returning home, and he was also given a harsh lesson for his reasoning. But he didn't dare to do anything, and he froze in embarrassment.
"Bring the wreath in!" Sir Zhuang snorted disdainfully and put down his fist.
Agents Wen and Zha Shien immediately carried the wreaths in.
At this time, Jiang Tiansheng led a team of soldiers out of the mourning hall, passed through the crowd, raised his hand to press his brother's fist, and said apologetically to Zhuang Shikai: "I'm sorry, Sir Zhuang, my brother just returned home and doesn't understand the rules. Zhuang Shikai Sir is interested."
"Please come inside if you can."
"Let's go!" Zhuang Shikai glanced at Jiang Tianyang coldly, then glanced at the wise Jiang Tiansheng, waved his hand, and led a group of waiters into the mourning hall.
At this moment, a large group of Hongxingshe separated on both sides, and a team of police officers entered the scene arrogantly.
After Jiang Tiansheng entered the scene, he grabbed his brother's hand and shook his head at him.
Dongxing's boss "Luotuo" died directly during the police operation, but Dongxing didn't even dare to fart in front of the police.
Jiang Zhen apparently died at the hands of Dong Xing, but Hong Xingshe almost wanted to cause trouble with the police force.
It can be seen that the current strength of Hongxing Society is the leader among the four major societies.
Only Zhuang Shikai would put Hong Xing in the finale and make a special trip.
At this time, a team of police officers stopped in the rest area, and Zhuang Shikai walked into the incense hall alone, lit candles, and worshiped politely. However, his expression of worshiping the black boss was too perfunctory, which made both Jiang Tiansheng and the two brothers very embarrassed.
The Hongxing Zha workers also returned to the rest area of the mourning hall, sitting at several tea tables, crossing their feet and stepping on the chairs, looking at the police officers with unruly expressions.
Sir Zhuang inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner, handed over a piece of silk gold, put one hand in his suit pocket, walked up to Jiang Tiansheng and Jiang Tianyang and said: "Jiang Da, Jiang Er, I will die sooner or later, just relax." .”
Jiang Tiansheng and Jiang Tianyang twitched their lips and said nothing.
Zhuang Shikai said again: "Oh, Jiang Da, Hong Xing, you are in charge now, right?"
"Sir Zhuang." Jiang Tiansheng said, not denying but admitting. Zhuang Shikai nodded, looked at him and said: "In the past, no matter what conflicts you had with Dongxing or other societies, it was not allowed to show off on the street. Just once. Put a person in prison for life, and you can play if you have enough capital."
"Also, whenever you need to do something on any street, remember to call Mr. O in advance."
"You are not qualified to collect protection fees from legitimate traders."
"They pay taxes to the government, which means our Hong Kong police pay protection fees. If you dare to collect protection fees from them again, I will stop you from even doing nightclub business!"
Jiang Tiansheng nodded.
Zhuang Shikai raised his hand and swept the collar of his suit: "Know what's interesting."
This is the rule set by Mr. Zhuang.
"Flashed."
Zhuang Shikai pulled his tie, turned around and walked out of the mourning hall.
"Boss."
"Why should we do what he says?" Jiang Tianyang looked at Zhuang Shikai's back, his face was sullen, and the red on his cheeks was not from anger, but from being beaten just now.
Jiang Tianchang sighed: "Times have changed."
"The days of corporate dominance are over."
"If we want to make money, we have to keep our heads down and be human."
Jiang was born a smart man, and the Jiang family members were all smart starting from Jiang Zhen. He knew that the period from the 1970s to the early 1980s was the era when the community was at its most powerful and arrogant.
This era has come to an end in the hands of Sir Zhuang. Next, the society will still survive, but it must hide from the police and make a living while being chased by the police.
After all, whether a society can exist or not is a big social phenomenon. If there is room for a society to exist, Mr. Zhuang can't catch it all and can only make rules to maintain social security on Hong Kong Island.
Apart from anything else, Sir Zhuang's few rules will directly liberate some traders and industries and make Hong Kong Island's economic situation better.
What's more, the environment on the street?
Sir Zhuang expanded the A-goods factory and shoe factory, and recruited workers directly from the countryside and suburbs. The salary offered was not bad, and he also wiped out the new blood of the society. This move was an absolute blow to the bottom, and even the four major societies didn't notice it.
The Jiang family was aware of the changes in the times from the 1970s to the 1980s in advance and kept a low profile in advance, so that they could retain their greatest strength. Otherwise, their strength will not allow them to win or win together, and they will not be ranked first among all Hong Kong societies.
The 1980s and 1990s were a time when societies were making money, stable, and low-key.
From the 1990s to the 2000s, the survival envelope of associations was gradually compressed until it reached zero.
There will be no protection fees, and the academic qualifications of new young people will increase significantly. It is better to go to work to make money as a young and Dangerous boy, and it is better to open a company to make money in a society. Who will work in a society?
At that time, associations that fail to seize the opportunity to transform will gradually collapse and become history.
If you seize the opportunity and find an industry and a popular association, you will be promoted to the upper class and become a wealthy family and wealthy businessman in the eyes of the public.
If Zhuang Shikai remembered correctly, the Ni family among the four major families should be the first among the eight major societies to grasp the pulse of the 1990s.
If the police hadn't destroyed the Ni family. The Ni family will all attend the return banquet and be promoted to the top of the upper class. Of course, there are several other societies that have successfully transformed, either in the film industry or real estate.
There can only be old antiques among the big guys, and there are also new generations, and not everyone will be eliminated. Ni Yongxiao from the Ni family is even more of a powerful character, but I wonder how well they can do it with Sir Zhuang's involvement?
…
The police force withdrew.
The convoy drives off.
"Sir Zhuang."
"Repulse Bay?"
Yuan Haoyun asked while driving.
Zhuang Shikai was sitting in the back row with his legs crossed: "Yes."
The convoy drove towards Repulse Bay.
Zhuang Shikai suddenly raised his hand and said: "Detour to Wan Chai!"
"yes."
Yuan Haoyun expressed his resignation.
Sir Zhuang, a man full of masculine charm, will once again imitate a lion in patrolling his territory.
The convoy was driving at this time.
Sir Zhuang suddenly said: "The situation on the street is good now. In the future, we should leave a small amount of space to the community, and don't do things too badly to avoid causing new chaos on the street."
“You know, the most important thing for Hong Kong Island right now is stability. Only stability can lead to prosperity! Only then can this city have a better future!
"Of course, this does not mean that we will let them go. We will still arrest people and handle cases. Anyone who does not obey the rules will be beaten when necessary and killed when necessary!"
"We are only polite to those who follow the rules."
"Yes, sir." Yuan Haoyun agreed aloud, secretly bearing the boss's blessing in mind.
This is the work policy left by Zhuang Shikai to Mr. O, and represents the future attitude of the anti-gang team towards the four major societies.
After Yuan Haoyun drove into Wan Chai, Zhuang Shikai looked out the window at the streets of Wan Chai with a smile on his lips.
Zhuang Shikai only watched along the way and did not ask Yuan Haoyun to stop. Yuan Haoyun was a little confused as to why Zhuang Sir took a detour to Wan Chai.
So Yuan Haoyun asked: "Sir Zhuang, what's going on in Wan Chai?"
"There is a situation." Zhuang Shikai nodded.
Yuan Haoyun suddenly looked serious: "What's the situation? Do you want to notify the clerk to do something?"
Zhuang Shikai laughed loudly, waved his hands and said, "No need."
"It's just that a new director is about to take office in Wan Chai."
"The new director..." Yuan Haoyun let out a long breath and put his heart down. Then he felt something was wrong again and raised his eyes to look at Sir Zhuang in the rearview mirror.
I saw Sir Zhuang looking at the street situation with a cheerful face and a smile on his lips.
On the street, two young uniformed policemen stopped five or six young and Dangerous boys. The police officers asked the young and Dangerous boys to stand against the wall. The young and Dangerous boys obediently turned around and leaned against the wall, took out their ID cards, and let the police officers search them.
The young and Dangerous boys who once dared to yell at the police are now all cowardly.
Yuan Haoyun, on the other hand, looked hesitant and asked doubtfully: "Sir Zhuang, this new director...can't...be you?"
"Haha." Zhuang Shikai chuckled, raised the rear window, and looked in the rearview mirror. Their eyes met in the rearview mirror, and he slowly uttered two words: "Keep it secret."
Yuan Haoyun's heart skipped a beat, wondering whether Sir Zhuang wanted him to keep it a secret or to keep the answer a secret.
Asking him to keep it secret is acknowledging that the director is Mr. Zhuang. And keeping the answer secret is uncertain.
For a moment, Yuan Haoyun's thoughts drifted away, and his heart was filled with yearning for a better life.
