Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

After making an appointment with De Lan to meet tomorrow, Zhang Xian considerately sent her back.

He also declined the invitation to go upstairs and sit down.

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Zhang." Delan smiled at Zhang Xian and waved goodbye.

Zhang Xian also said goodbye with a smile: "See you tomorrow, Xiaolan."

The car turned around and returned to the previous hotel, where Delan's two companions were still there.

At this point, the two were going from being happy about meeting a wealthy man to being terrified about running into a gang boss.

The red envelope that originally felt very nice in my hand now became extremely hot.

Zhang came back first, walked up to the two of them and asked with a smile, "Xiao Ming. Ah Wei, right?"

When the two men saw Zhang Xian, they were so frightened that their legs twisted and they slipped off their chairs.

Zhang Xian watched coldly: "It seems that A Jin has already told you who I am, right?"

The two nodded tremblingly: "I know, I know, who in Hong Kong doesn't know Hutchison Whampoa?"

"That's right. Your church is also a society. Since you know me, do you know what to do?"

Xiao Ming glanced at Ah Wei and quickly explained, "No, boss, I'm not from the church. I just come here to make some extra money."

"It was Ah Wei. He said there was a hot chick in the church and I could make some extra money there, so I came here..."

When Awei saw that Xiao Ming had sold him out, he hurried to explain, but was stopped by Zhang Xian.

"Okay, I won't say any more. I like this girl. Do you know what to do?"

Zhang Xian finished speaking and gave them two minutes to think about it.

Two minutes later, both of them nodded rapidly, knowing what they were going to do.

"Boss, we understand. We will definitely help you get her!" the two said in unison.

Zhang Xian nodded in satisfaction, then smiled and corrected: "What do you mean by getting it? I am officially pursuing you. Do you understand?"

"Understood! Pursue!"

"Okay, Jin, find someone to take them back and see who's at home..."

Gao Jin pulled the two men up from the ground and sneered, "Come on, both of you. I will personally take you home."

Half an hour later, Gao Jin came back.

"The one called Xiao Ming only has a mother, while the one called A Wei has a large family, including two older sisters, a younger sister, and both the father and mother are present."

"I just wanted to scare them, but you took it seriously." Zhang Xian couldn't help but laugh when he saw Gao Jin's serious expression.

Gao Jin sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and asked, "Were you lying to Miss Delan?"

"What do you mean?"

Gao Jin thought for a moment and said, "Help the people in Temple Street, improve their lives, and make them rich."

Zhang Xian put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Gao Jin and said, "It's true and it's false. If they are willing to cooperate, I don't mind giving them a share."

"But if you don't cooperate, I'm sorry."

Gao Jin smiled. This was the boss he was familiar with.

He was just very confused. His boss liked beautiful women, but would he do so much for a woman?

Now it seems that everything is fake.

"Any other questions?" Zhang Xian asked with a smile.

Gao Jin shook his head: "No more."

"Then let's discuss the matter of Kowloon Walled City." Zhang Xian took out paper and pen from his bag.

Now in Temple Street, since Twelve Young Master is not cooperating, let Zhongqing Society put some pressure on him.

Zhang Xian believed that compared to the Zhongqing Society, he should cooperate with himself.

After all, Zhongqing Society had made his mortal enemy.

However, when the time comes, if they come to ask me for help, they will be like Big B or Wei Jixiang.

In short, let’s ignore the Temple Street incident for now and focus on Kowloon Walled City.

Zhang Xian, we are discussing Kowloon Walled City here.

Zhongqing Society was also discussing Hongtai and Temple Street.

Zhongqing Society is a society of the Ding family, and its members are only the four crabs of the Ding family.

The place for discussion is also at home.

The third and fourth brothers only provide medical and legal support. All matters within the society are decided by Ding Xiaoxie alone.

It’s just that last time, Ding Yixie said that his father would be released soon, and he didn’t want his father to see him accomplishing nothing, so Ding Xiaoxie slowly handed over some power to him.

"Second brother, how are you doing over there? Temple Street is very important, we must take it down."

Ding Yixi felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, because Li Ming didn't take him seriously at all.

He took the money and disappeared. No one answered my phone calls.

He even suspected that this bastard had taken the money and ran away.

Ding Yixie nodded: "Don't worry, I've asked Liming to go and find out the situation in Temple Street."

Temple Street was handed over to Ding Yixie, who was assigned a tough guy like Li Ming, but Ding Xiaoxie was still worried.

"Second Brother, what are you going to do? Are you going to attack directly, or bribe Tang Twelve in Temple Street?"

Ding Yixie had no idea how to attack Temple Street.

After hearing the two plans proposed by Ding Xiaoxie, he felt that the latter plan was too soft. If their Zhongqing Society wanted the territory, why should they just attack directly? Why bribe them?

So he said, "Just take it in, Temple Street is no different from the countryside."

Ding Wangxie and Ding Lixie, who were watching nearby, looked at each other and said, "Will this be troublesome?"

"There's a bunch of gangsters over there on Temple Street, hundreds of them..."

Upon hearing that there were dozens of people in Temple Street, Ding Yixie's face suddenly fell. In this case, the method he proposed was not very good.

Just when he thought he was going to get a lecture, Ding Xiaoxie smiled in appreciation.

"Old Second, you seem to be really serious about it. That Tang Twelve in Temple Street is a stubborn person."

"It's fucked up that they occupy Temple Street, don't do business themselves, and don't allow others to do business."

"I also asked someone to talk to Tang Twelve before, but this guy didn't give me face."

"Bribing him won't work. We can only beat him until he is willing to sit down and talk with us."

At this point, Ding Xiaoxie reminded Ding Yixie, "Second Brother, you have to keep an eye on your subordinate Liming. This person does things without scruples."

"He was caught by the police because he made too much noise."

Ding Yixie nodded: "Yes, I know my limits."

Ding Xiaoxie didn't think much about it: "Well, and, Lao Er, Temple Street is a poor place. Just because Tang Twelve can't be bribed doesn't mean that the people around him can't be bribed."

"You can figure it out yourself. Now let me tell you, Hongtai..."

Six pm.

Wei Jixiang walked into Uncle Mei's house holding a bouquet of flowers.

The prince's wife called Wei Jixiang and said that Uncle Mei had taken people out and would not be back for dinner that night.

That’s why Wei Jixiang dared to come.

"Stop, you are not allowed to come to my house! My dad said you are a dog..." The prince's fat son was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

When he saw Wei Jixiang, he started to curse at him.

Wei Jixiang's face changed and said, "You little bastard, your dad has gone downstairs to sell salted duck eggs, and you still dare to be so arrogant."

What a foul mouth! You deserve to be punished.

“Haha, you poor boy, uncle thinks you are so cute…” Wei Jixiang walked up to the little fat man with a fake smile.

Pull his fat face hard.

"Wow, wow, wow..." The fat guy was scared and started crying.