Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

After driving back to the company and taking a nap in the office, Zhang Xian waited for Ding Xiaoxie to come.

Fifteen minutes later, Ding Xiaoxie arrived.

After receiving the notification from his subordinates, Zhang Xian went downstairs and saw Ding Xiaoxie standing at the door.

Zhang Xian stepped forward and greeted him enthusiastically: "Hey, Mr. Ding, you're here. Come on, come on, come inside and sit down."

To those around them, they thought Zhang Xian and Ding Xiaoxie were good friends.

Ding Xiaoxie nodded, took his men with him, and asked his men to follow behind carrying two large boxes.

Slowly approached Zhenghua Security.

Zhang Xian walked very fast and found that Ding Xiaoxie could hardly keep up and walked in an awkward manner.

Zhang Xian asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Ding, do you have hemorrhoids?"

Zhang Xian spoke very loudly. On the first floor, more than 20 Zhenghua Security staff members heard it and all looked at Ding Xiaoxie.

Ding Xiaoxie's face turned green.

Although he felt unbearable, he still admitted it openly: "Yes, I have hemorrhoids."

Seeing this, Zhang Xian immediately helped Ding Xiaoxie up: "Come on, Mr. Ding, I'll help you."

Ding Xiaoxie thought Zhang Xian had bad intentions, and in fact, that was true.

Zhang Xian said he was supporting Ding Xiaoxie, but in fact he was pulling Ding Xiaoxie forward quickly. If Ding Xiaoxie didn't keep up quickly, he would fall.

"Wait...hiss...whoosh."

Ding Xiaoxie was forced to walk fast, and the large steps pulled his hip muscles, and also affected the injured area.

Ding Xiaoxie was in so much pain that he couldn't even finish his words and was gasping for air due to the pain.

Zhang enthusiastically pulled Ding Xiaoxie all the way to the office, then let go of his hand, enthusiastically moved a chair over, and pressed Ding Xiaoxie on it.

"Mr. Ding? How do you feel?"

After being tormented, Ding Xiaoxie broke out in a cold sweat: "Zhang Xian, don't go too far!"

With the support of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Ding Xiaoxie lost some things but also gained a lot.

With a backer, he speaks more confidently.

"Is this too much? In fact, I have done even more excessive things." Zhang Xian said indifferently.

Ding Xiaoxie had a cold face and motioned to the two people behind him to open the box.

The box was neatly packed with Hong Kong dollars that had just been withdrawn from the bank, 50,000 each.

"All the ten million is here. You can check it out."

Zhang Xian knew that Ding Xiaoxie was unlikely to tamper with the money.

As for cutting off Ding Yixie's fingers, that was just what Zhang Xian did to provoke Ding Yixie.

"Very good, let me see, it's five o'clock in the afternoon. In half an hour, a cloth bag will appear at your doorstep."

"Inside is your much-missed second brother."

"By the way, a friendly reminder, if you have been hungry for too long, don't eat too much, it will make you sick easily."

Ding Xiaoxie nodded, then looked at Zhang Xian, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Mr. Ding, I really want to make friends with you."

"I have some connections in Japan. If you need it, Mr. Zhang, we can cooperate."

Ding Xiaoxie meant that Zhang Xian could cooperate with him and share their connections in Japan.

But would Ding Xiaohai be so kind as to provide himself with the connections of Zhongqing Society in Japan?

Zhang Xian looked at Ding Xiaoxie with a cold look in his eyes, then he laughed and said in a resounding voice:

"I have a business in Thailand. It's a bit risky, but the profit is very high. As the saying goes, wealth comes with risk."

"Mr. Ding, are you interested?"

Ding Xiaoxie was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Mr. Zhang, are you also doing that kind of business?"

Ding Xiaoxie is talking about losing fans.

Zhang Xian neither denied nor admitted it. He stood up and said, "Mr. Ding, we and Liansheng have always valued peace."

"Your Ding family and I also hope to live in peace, but things don't always go as we wish."

"If you have a chance to sit down and have a drink, I still have to go to the bank to deposit some money, so I won't keep you here."

Zhang first drove the guests away, and Ding Xiaoxie did not stay long either, as he also wanted to go back to see Ding Yixie.

Zhang Xian opened the window, watched Ding Xiaoxie and his gang leave, and then called Gao Jin.

"Ah Jin, you can let him go now."

After receiving the call, Gao Jin signaled his men to drive the car. The car drove along the street and when passing by Ding's house, he threw a cloth bag at the door.

What's inside is Ding Yi crab.

Ding Yixie didn't suffer much during these days. He was just hungry for a few days, beaten for a few days, and had two fingers broken.

After all, as long as Ding Yixie gets beaten, Zhang Xian will have a lot to consider.

Zhang Xian looked at the 10 million in front of him. The money came from unknown sources and it was difficult to deposit it in the bank, so he could only keep it in the company.

"It seems that the filming plan needs to be advanced."

With Yin Tianchou, it would be easier to set up a film company. After all, Zhang Xian didn't expect to make money from movies.

Just let Yin Tianchou perform on his own. As for the actors, Guo Xiaozhen and Xiao Jieba have been causing trouble all the time.

It would be better to let them become actors.

Gao Jin was tired after a few days and finally returned to the company.

"You've worked hard, Jin. Take a good rest. You'll be busy in the future. Our branch in Sham Shui Po is divided into seven branches."

"Jifei and Dongguanzi, two each, you have three."

Gao Jin couldn't hide his excitement when he heard this. He had been in Hong Kong for a few years, and although he didn't join any gangs, he knew a little about it.

Generally, if you want to join a club and get promoted, you have to go through a probation period, commonly known as the Blue Lantern, and join verbally.

Then you officially join the society, keep a bottom line, and become the lowest level of the society, 249, also known as 49zi, and after waiting one to three years, you become old 49.

After becoming qualified, one will be given one of the following: a red stick, a white paper fan, or straw sandals.

The red sticks were used by people who fought for the society and were usually very good fighters.

White paper fan, the person in charge of negotiations often held a white paper fan in ancient times, so it got its name.

Straw sandals are worn by people who are responsible for communication between various departments of the society.

Now, the three items, the red stick, the white paper fan and the straw sandals, are no longer available, but the positions remain.

Generally speaking, one has to become one of the three types to have his own territory.

"Thank you, boss. I will try my best!"

Just when Zhang Xian wanted to give a few more instructions, the phone rang. It was obviously Ding Xiaoxie calling.

As soon as Ding Xiaoxie walked out of Zhenghua Security, he called and asked the fourth brother, Ding Lifexie, who was at home, to go out and take a look.

From inside, we could see the battered Ding Yixie, with two body parts still attached.

"Zhang Xian! What do you mean!"

Listening to the roar on the phone, Zhang Xian moved the phone away.

"Mr. Ding, what's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with someone?"

"It can't be helped. It's a genetic problem. You can only ask his father for help. We don't take any returns here."

Ding Xiaoxie was stunned for a moment and realized that Zhang Xian was scolding him indirectly.

"Mr. Zhang, you said there were counterfeit bills. Cut off my brother's fingers. Mine are all real bills from the bank!"

"Why did you also cut off his two middle fingers?"

Zhang Xian smiled and said, "Ding Xiaoxie, didn't I tell you that I will treat him the same way as he treats my boss?"

"We lost two fingers, and so did he. We didn't cut off the thumb, which was a favor to you. What else do you want?"

"Okay, Zhang Xian! You're great!"

Ding Xiaoxie hung up the phone after being furious.

Zhang Xian felt that Ding Xiaoxie was a little strange today. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

It gives people a very weird feeling.

In the Ding family basement, Ding Yixie was on the operating table for the second time this month, having his body examined by Ding Lixie.

"Brother, my hand, my hand..."

If a person's hand is missing the middle finger, it will look particularly strange.

Ding Xiaoxie put down the phone and stared at Ding Yixie's hand, which looked very awkward. "Old Four, can you connect your fingers?"

Ding Lixie shook his head: "I've seen it. The incision was burned with fire. Although the bleeding stopped, it couldn't be repaired."

“Brother, what is going on? Isn’t it just giving money…” Ding Lixie knew that the second brother had been kidnapped.

I just didn't expect that the other party would be so cruel.