Hong Kong variety show: This gangster is so wicked he's practically wicked.

Chapter 36 No matter how big the fish is, it is still just a fish. How can it turn the world upside

God, I have experience with this.

It's like I'm the one who framed Hong Tai, and I'm the victim here!

Besides, isn't the territory of the Cheung Lok Society in Yau Ma Tei?

Is Ah Lok planning to establish a presence in Yau Ma Tei? This is against the rules of Wo Luen Shing.

Did Longgen agree?

Gao Qiang saw that Ah Le was making empty promises again, so he pretended to be in a difficult position:

"The Chang Le Society has several thousand members and is no weaker than Hong Tai. They were lucky to defeat Hong Tai."

"If Chen Mei hadn't been taken away by the police that night, things might not have gone through."

Ah Le smiled kindly: "You don't need to worry about manpower. This time we're cooperating with Uncle Longgen."

"They are the main force, we play a supporting role."

If you're helping Longgen fight, why do you need to find a reason to do it yourself? Isn't that just being a busybody with nothing better to do?

Did the two of them make some kind of backroom deal?

Thinking about this, Gao Qiang guessed most of it.

Ah Le probably wanted the vote that Long Gen had, while Long Gen didn't want to bear the risk and consequences of a conflict.

Ah Lok then pushed himself to the forefront, hoping to gain votes if he succeeded, and at worst, lose a henchman who could fight and make money.

While Gao Qiang was still figuring out how to respond, Ah Le couldn't hold back and spoke first:

"Ah Qiang, I don't want to hide it from you. The higher-ups have brokered a reconciliation between the Yau Ma Tei branch and the Cheung Lok Society, but Uncle Lung Gen has to eliminate the Cheung Lok Society."

"Name your terms."

Ah Le finally said something interesting.

"It's only right to do things for my godfather," Gao Qiang said, pulling at him.

In this world, who doesn't want to climb the ladder?

Ah Le snorted coldly, as if he had expected this all along: "After it's done, I'll make you a Red Pole (a high-ranking official), then you can legitimately recruit henchmen."

Finish what you're saying, what's next?

What's the point of giving me a title if I don't give me territory?

Gao Qiang gasped and said softly, "I'll give it a try, but I'm not very confident."

Ah Le smiled outwardly, but inwardly he was cursing.

You little rascal, you won't act until you see the benefit, you're really greedy.

"Oh, right, Uncle Longgen also promised."

"As long as we can hold our ground in Chang Le She's territory, we can benefit from the profits of both sides. He's giving us Jordan half of his territory."

"This half of the territory will serve as your base after you take up your post."

Ah Le played his trump card.

The Temple Street area is a complex web of power dynamics, and it doesn't offer as much profit as Tsim Sha Tsui or Jordan. He didn't want it anyway, so he just gave it to Ko Keung as a favor.

Gao Qiang suppressed his excitement and asked:

"If we want to plant our flag on Temple Street, according to the procedures and rules, we need Uncle Deng and the Dragon Head's approval before we can do it, right?"

He worried that Ah Le would find some excuse to ask a few more questions, which was never a bad thing.

"Procedures are rules that only the weak must follow."

Ah Le was not happy with Gao Qiang's talkativeness, and blurted out, "I'll add this later."

"Ah Qiang, I really have high hopes for you."

Gao Qiang nodded, and A Le said something heartfelt to him.

He stood up and walked to Ah Le's side. "Godfather, I'll go through fire and water for you!"

"As soon as possible!"

After saying that, Gao Qiang turned and left, giving Ah Le an OK sign.

As soon as Ah Le finished speaking, the float sank, and with a flick of his wrist, the fish was hooked and pulled up.

Then he yanked the hook out of the fish's mouth and threw the fish into the fish basket.

He turned to watch Gao Qiang's departing figure, a wicked smile creeping across his face:

"To catch fish, you must use heavy bait."

"No matter how big a fish is, it's still just a fish. Can it really turn the world upside down?"

After saying that, he took off his helmet and threw it into the river.

He was very dissatisfied with Gao Qiang's previous question.

He was thinking to himself.

Am I feeding him too well, making him too daring?

Make him feel that everything he has now is earned through his own abilities?

Otherwise, how could they dare to haggle over how to do something?

Do you think you can challenge me just because you've learned a few tricks to win people over?

……

Wusong Street.

Because of the people from Dream Paris taking the lead, there are quite a few people running on this street every day at 11 o'clock.

Some of them are residents from the surrounding area.

"Uncle Da, did I pass?"

Blind Hui braced himself on his knees, panting heavily.

This is his third 5-kilometer run.

"Just one minute left."

Cao Dahua, standing to the side, shook his head. Seeing that no one was around, he frantically winked at Mang Hui:

"Qiang-ge isn't here today, so I consider you qualified. We'll see when he gets back..."

Before he could finish speaking, Blind Hui looked up and refused: "No...no, I have to do as much as Brother Qiang says."

"He helped me so much, and I still cheated to sabotage him? Am I even human?"

"I'd be too embarrassed to invite him to dinner if he didn't meet the standards."

After saying that, Blind Hui took off running again, overtaking the Feiji Duo who were jogging slowly.

Cao Dahua shook his head as he looked at the heavy-footed Mang Hui.

Being too honest will lead to losses. In the world of business, you have to be more tactful to survive longer and live a more comfortable life.

Cao Dahua sat on the steps, feeling somewhat drowsy, and leaned against the wall for a while to doze off.

After a while.

Gao Qiang, who was riding back on his motorcycle, secretly hid behind him, ready to give him a fright.

But Blind Hui's frantic running in the street caught Gao Qiang's attention.

He was gritting his teeth, frantically swinging his arms, taking heavy strides, his shoulders swaying slightly, and his eyes fixed intently ahead.

Blind Hui ran five kilometers as if it were a hundred meters.

Gao Qiang could tell that although he was clumsy and lacked skill, he was working very hard.

Not long after.

Blind Hui finished the run again.

With a bang.

His legs gave way and he collapsed at the entrance of Dream Paris.

"Oh dear, Ah Hui, why are you doing this..."

Cao Dahua, who was resting with his eyes closed, was awakened by the noise. He saw the fallen Blind Hui and quickly got up to help him.

"Uncle... did I pass?"

Blind Hui was panting heavily.

"no."

Uncle Da glanced at the watch in his hand and pursed his lips.

Upon hearing "no," Mang Hui struggled to sit up, his hands trembling slightly.

He rarely exercises, so it would be very difficult for him to run in under thirty minutes in such a short time.

Seeing that he still wanted to run, Cao Dahua quickly advised, "Ahui, don't run anymore, you'll die if you run!"

He didn't understand why Mang Hui was going to such lengths to treat Gao Qiang to a meal.

It's not like there won't be another chance in the future.

Before Cao Dahua could finish speaking, a familiar voice came from behind him:

"Ada, are you on time?"

He turned his head and saw Gao Qiang pointing to his wrist with his finger.

He had a watch drawn on his wrist by Da Hong last night.

"Brother Qiang."

Cao Dahua laughed and shook his head:

"My watch is a minute slow."

Cao Dahua immediately understood and rushed to help the blind man Hui up:

"Ahui, Qiang said you passed. Didn't you have something to tell him?"

With Cao Dahua's help, Mang Hui stood up, steadied himself, then broke free from Cao Dahua's support and looked at Gao Qiang, saying:

"Brother Qiang, when are you free? I... I'd like to invite you and Uncle Da to have a meal at You Gu Qi (a restaurant)."

"This afternoon is fine."

Gao Qiang thought for a moment, then refused:

"I think we should eat at your place. I'd like to try Xiaohui's cooking."

"We are all one family, so we don't put on airs, we don't spend money extravagantly, and we don't engage in formalism."

Mang Hui looked troubled; he didn't want Gao Qiang and Cao Dahua to know that Xiao Hui was Lou Feng.

He worried that Cao Dahua and Gao Qiang would look down on Xiao Hui because of this.

But in fact, the two of them already knew.

"Then it's settled. You can go back and prepare."

Gao Qiang made up his mind.

He didn't want Blind Hui to waste money; a table at a hotel with backbone starts at 18,800 yuan.

He could also take the opportunity to meet Xiao Hui, who he also had a good impression of, and see if he could use her for his own purposes.

Furthermore, if he wants to cause trouble, he needs to be more present in Temple Street to have a chance.