Hong Kong film: Who says being an undercover cop has no future?!

Huihuang stood in the tall factory director's office.

Beneath my feet lies a vast town, a former factory transformed into a modern city.

He felt utterly satisfied with his achievements.

This is the kind of work a real man should be doing.

Two hundred thousand people work for themselves.

It generates a profit of up to seven billion Hong Kong dollars every month!

What club can compare?!

As soon as Liang Kun got back to his car, he couldn't wait to call Gan Zitai.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Gan Zitai said, panting heavily.

"Practice!"

Liang Kun said excitedly

"Stop practicing, I have good news for you!"

"Guess how much we'll get in dividends from Xinliansheng's factory this month?"

Gan Zitai was still hitting the sandbag with great force.

"We each sent only three thousand men."

"Even if there are dividends, they won't be much more, right?"

"At most fifty million!"

Gan Zitai spoke of it in a nonchalant and calm manner.

But Liang Kun couldn't hide his inner joy.

Keep in mind that Hung Hing's monthly revenue was only 20 million Hong Kong dollars.

Note that this is the total amount collected by the headquarters.

However, this money cannot be used entirely as working capital.

Being the head of a large organization is not an easy job.

They entered the police station on the first, third, and fifth days; and the funeral home on the second, fourth, and sixth days.

The medical expenses, funeral expenses, and resettlement expenses for the brothers accounted for a large portion of the expenditure.

The boss should make a little more.

If the headquarters can earn eight or nine million a month, then that's an impressive organization.

Gan Zitai was merely the head of the Hung Hing triad in Tsim Sha Tsui.

If it really could bring in 50 million Hong Kong dollars a month.

He'd be ecstatic!

Liang Kun chuckled coldly;

"We won't be able to split 50 million this month."

"The difference is too great."

Gan Zitai was somewhat disappointed, but quickly offered words of comfort;

"New businesses always have risks. Just wait a couple of months until things are better."

Liang Kun stopped teasing him.

"The dividend we can receive from the new factory of Xinliansheng this month is HK$144 million!"

Snapped!

Gan Zitai's jaw dropped to the ground.

After realizing what had happened, he started yelling wildly.

"One hundred and four hundred million?!"

"Don't lie to me!"

Liang Kun sneered.

What good would it do me to lie to you?

"We each contributed three thousand men, so this is all we can share."

"Xinliansheng sent 30,000 people at once, and they directly took up one-fifth of that number!"

"They can receive 1.44 billion in one go!"

Gan Zitai was speechless.

Suddenly, the 440 million I could get didn't seem so appealing anymore!

"And what about our Hung Hing?"

Liang Kun's answer left him even more helpless.

"Our Hung Hing... aside from the two of us, we don't get any share!"

What? !

Gan Zitai was furious;

"I want to convene a general meeting!"

……

Kam Chi-tai of Tsim Sha Tsui and Leung Kwan of Causeway Bay jointly held a meeting.

Fully meets the requirements.

Chen Yao, the white paper fan of Hung Hing, immediately notified the leader and the heads of each incense hall to hold a meeting.

Jiang Tiansheng asked,

"What were the two leaders from Tsim Sha Tsui and Causeway Bay discussing at an emergency meeting?"

"I haven't received any word of this, but there's going to be a big change in the martial arts world."

Gan Zitai asked Liang Kun

"You coming or me?"

Liang Kun reached out his hand;

"you please!"

Gan Zitai then stood up.

"The two of us are holding this meeting with only one topic—"

"Hung Hing leader Chiang Tin-cheng is short-sighted and disregards the interests of Hung Hing."

"They need to be punished!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Is Chiang Tin-sang short-sighted? Does he disregard the interests of the Hung Hing?

Where did this begin?

Jiang Tiansheng himself also felt it was absurd.

"Gentlemen, what are you referring to?"

"If it refers to the transfer of a thousand people from various branches to join the Dongxing headquarters with fellow martial arts practitioners."

"Then I have nothing to say."

"But you two clearly did send men out without hesitation!"

Brother Ji began to speak;

"Those who live by the rules value loyalty and righteousness!"

“Those bastards from Tung Sing, together with Chung Ching Society, have come to our doorstep.”

"If you don't fight back, you might as well quit the underworld!"

"Jiang Sheng did the right thing."

"Gan Zitai, Liang Kun, you can bring up anything about Mr. Jiang, but you can't bring up this matter!"

Everyone looked at Bucky with strange eyes.

Even Jiang Tiansheng had some doubts.

"Brother Ji has spoken, what did I do wrong?"

Brother Ji was stunned.

"What kind of looks are you giving me?"