Hong Kong film: My brother, Big D, I really don't know kung fu.

The Dongguan guy curled his lip in disdain and scoffed, "Camel is really delusional. He thinks he can find the real murderer with this little bit of money?"

After receiving the information that Camel had offered a HK$500,000 reward for finding the Sandhopper killer, Lei Hao's lips curled into a playful smile.

He knew all too well what this bounty meant to everyone in the martial arts world; it would surely tempt countless greedy people to act, unable to suppress their inner desires.

However, no one could have guessed that the real culprit was actually very close, hiding right among them.

He himself was the mastermind behind this scheme.

The Camel Undercover incident was also fueled by Lei Hao's instigation; otherwise, it wouldn't have spread so quickly.

This bounty was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples and causing a huge uproar in Hong Kong's underworld.

Various groups, whether gangs or lone wolves, may fight each other over this tempting huge intelligence fee.

Lei Hao did not feel any pressure from the HK$500,000 hidden fee announced by Camel; on the contrary, he regarded it as an excellent opportunity.

Lei Hao took a sip of fragrant tea, his gaze passing through the window to the bright Hong Kong sky, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness and sharpness.

He said calmly, "Let them investigate... How's the investigation into Ma Tianshou's whereabouts going?"

The more chaotic Hong Kong's underworld becomes, the more opportune it is for Lei Hao to take action against Ma Tianshou.

Dongguan Boy's face immediately lit up with joy. He excitedly reported, "Brother Hao, we've spotted a group of people active around the Tai O Guan Di Temple area. It's very likely that it's Ma Tianshou!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Hao immediately instructed, "Quickly confirm their identities, and at the same time keep a close eye on whether there are any other people who want to attack him. Don't let someone beat us to it."

"Understood, Brother Hao!" Dongguan Boy said, then immediately turned and left Lei Hao's office to quickly carry out the tasks Lei Hao had instructed.

Although he didn't fully understand why they were targeting Ma Tianshou, he didn't care about the matter.

In any case, as long as Lei Hao gives the order to eliminate someone, he will not hesitate to draw his knife and do it without saying a word.

An invisible yet immense storm is quietly brewing in Hong Kong's underworld.

Lei Hao, the chess player who drove all of this, was still busy writing and drawing at his table.

"Brother Hao, what are you doing?" Master Su asked curiously.

He noticed that Lei Hao neither asked him to leave nor assigned him any tasks, but instead kept writing and drawing on paper.

This slightly eerie atmosphere made him feel a little uneasy.

If Lei Hao had drawn a chart of the Nikkei index, Master Su might have understood it as him researching future financial market trends.

However, what Lei Hao wrote was immediately apparent to have no relation to any financial index; instead, it resembled blueprints for some kind of precision machinery.

This is precisely what surprised and puzzled Master Su.

As everyone knows, Lei Hao is an elite in finance. When did he also study mechanical engineering, a seemingly unrelated field?

Lei Hao himself quickly answered Su's questions.

"Master Su, go and prepare all the parts clearly marked on this document for me." Lei Hao, having finished drawing the parts blueprints, suddenly looked up at Master Su and said calmly.

The advisor, Su, took the small stack of blueprints with surprise. The blueprints clearly showed the detailed dimensions of the required parts.

However, as a lawyer, he also had some knowledge of the new products, and he was surprised to find that the blueprints Lei Hao handed him actually included images of CDs and CD burners.

Moreover, the blueprints also indicated the dimensions of a square casing, which looked somewhat like a video recorder, but Master Su knew very well that it was definitely not a video recorder.

"Brother Hao, what is this? I've never seen it before." Master Su couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

Lei Hao did not answer his question immediately. Instead, he took out a thick document from the drawer and handed it to his advisor, Su: "This is a new product I developed to replace the video recorder. I named it VCD."

"This VCD not only has a much clearer image than a video recorder, but the production cost of the device and the disc is also more than one-third lower than that of a video recorder."

At this point, Lei Hao paused, pointed to the stack of documents he had just taken out, and added, "These are the patent application documents for VCD technology. You should get the patent application sorted out as soon as possible."

"Besides Hong Kong, Europe and the United States, Japan, South Korea, and the mainland all need to apply for patents. We must get this done as soon as possible."

The advisor, Su, nodded hurriedly, took the documents handed over by Lei Hao, and began to handle the matters according to his instructions.

However, after leaving the office, Master Su's mind was not as calm as it appeared.

Because he had recently bought a video recorder specifically for recording sports games, which cost him almost five thousand Hong Kong dollars.

Although he didn't know the exact production cost of a video recorder, he could get a glimpse of it from the example of a color TV.

The color TVs they received were only HK$1,000 each, and the actual production cost was even lower. However, these color TVs, which cost only HK$1,000 each, could generate five or six times the profit when sold in mainland China.

If color TVs can generate such astonishing profits, then VCRs, which are also quite expensive, are naturally not much worse.

If the technology Lei Hao gave him is real, then they will have another business that can continuously generate huge profits in the future!

...

North Point, Wo Luen Shing General Altar.

It's that time of the month again for submitting the figures.

Big D looked at the headquarters that Lei Hao had almost demolished last time and couldn't help but want to laugh.

The headquarters, which used to be incredibly majestic and awe-inspiring in his eyes, now held no deterrent power whatsoever.

Although he may not be a match for the entire Lian Sheng triad on his own right now, he is not truly alone.

Now, the three leaders of Hung Hing have become their own people, not to mention their cousins, with Zhou Chaoxian, the leader of the Taiwan Songlin Gang, backing them up.

With his own powerful influence in Tsuen Wan, their strength was actually not much weaker than that of the Wo Luen Shing Group as a whole.

The only drawback is that the strongest branch of the Songlin Gang is located far away in Taiwan. If a conflict were to occur, it would be difficult for the Songlin Gang to reach Hong Kong in time to provide support.

However, this was not an insurmountable problem, because his uncle-in-law, Lee Shu-tong, was the head of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) of the Hong Kong Police Force, which was responsible for cracking down on triads.

If a full-scale war were to break out with Wo Luen Shing, Li Shutang would certainly not stand idly by.

As everyone arrived at the main conference room and took their seats, Big D slowly picked up a black duffel bag from the ground and placed it heavily on the mahogany conference table, making a dull thud that immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Uncle Deng, this is 20% of the amount the Tsuen Wan branch is handing over to the triad this month, four million Hong Kong dollars!" Big D's tone was calm, but his eyes carried a hint of disdain and contempt for this "small amount of money".

His words, however, caused a stir among the gang leaders and uncles around him, who gasped in surprise and began to discuss the matter.

Four million Hong Kong dollars is indeed a considerable income for any branch of the organization.

But in Big D's eyes, this was just a drop in the ocean compared to his many business incomes, insignificant.

Seeing how Big D treated money like dirt, the gang leaders and uncles around him felt sour and were filled with jealousy.

They simply couldn't understand how someone as arrogant and uncultured as Big D could have managed to raise such an outstanding younger brother as Lei Hao.

Lei Hao amassed a fortune of HK$10 billion in less than six months and even brought Big D into the ranks of billionaires, which is nothing short of a miracle.

If they had such an outstanding younger brother, they would definitely want to burn incense and make offerings to him every day, praying that he would live a long and prosperous life.

It's a pity that God is unfair; the person who has such an outstanding younger brother is that bastard, Big D!

"I did some small business last month, and I expect that the amount I hand over every month will not be less than four million Hong Kong dollars!" Big D's tone was smug and boastful, making no attempt to hide his current wealthy status.

With the addition of the Han brothers, Han Bin and Konglong, the smuggling business flourished and reached its zenith.

His share of the profits is expected to reach 40 to 50 million Hong Kong dollars every month thereafter.

However, Big D wouldn't be so foolish as to hand over the entire amount of this huge dividend.

From now on, he will keep half of it and hand over 20% of the actual profit to the organization.

Then, before anyone could react, Big D casually pulled out several bundles of brand-new Hong Kong dollars from his briefcase and, without any hesitation, distributed them directly to the uncles present.

“Uncle Longgen, this is a gift for you. Enjoy it!” Big D patted Longgen’s arm and handed him HK$200,000.

Then Big D said to Chuanbao, "Uncle Chuanbao, your mistress has given birth. Take this 200,000 yuan and buy her some supplements so she can take good care of herself!"

After saying that, ignoring the skewers' faces, which were blackened to the bottom of the pot, he distributed HK$200,000 to each of his other uncles.

Finally, when he came to Uncle Deng, Big D pulled out HK$400,000.

"Uncle Deng, this is a gift from my brother D. You are the pillar of the gang, so please take good care of yourself!"

Uncle Deng opened his lips, but it ultimately turned into a long sigh.

Regardless of how much the uncles had opinions and dissatisfaction with Big D and Lei Hao in the past.

However, when they saw the actual banknotes in their hands, many people's opinions changed slightly, and their attitudes softened.

They all recalled Big D's past actions; he had always been very respectful to his uncles and never lacked filial piety.

They blamed Big D because they worried that his ban on selling laundry detergent on his Tsuen Wan site would affect the amount he was supposed to hand over to the triads each month.

But as it turned out, after Big D stopped that business, he not only didn't hand over less money, but actually handed over more.

As a result, the police rarely bothered the Tsuen Wan sites anymore. Instead, other sites where the triad sold laundry detergent became the focus of the police's attention, causing constant trouble.

In this light, it seems that Big D was more farsighted; they had indeed misunderstood him before.

Even Chuanbao, who was at odds with Da D, only frowned slightly just now. For the sake of money, he didn't argue with Da D and chose to remain silent.

Uncle Deng felt particularly conflicted. In fact, he understood that people like Big D made significant contributions to the development of the organization.

But in his mind, the balance of power within the gang was equally important.

If Big D were to become the person in charge, given his domineering personality, his uncles would have no chance to have a good life.

So when the election for this leader took place, Deng Bo told Big D to give up this term and push him to take office in the next term.

But now Uncle Deng is in a difficult position, because not only is Big D very powerful, but his younger brother Lei Hao has surpassed him in strength, far exceeding Big D's.

Uncle Deng didn't know what to do about the next election for the leader. Even if he wanted to support someone to replace Chuiji, he had to see if the Big D brothers would agree.