Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

After a quick look, Jiang Tiansheng realized that he couldn't tell anything from Gao Laofa's expression. He gently put down his teacup, his eyes deep.

"As one of the four major societies in Hong Kong Island, the strength of the East Star should not be underestimated. But I don't have any special opinion on it."

"Mr. Gao, do you have any advice for me?"

"Haha, Mr. Jiang, you're too polite. Of course I can't give you any advice. However, I do have some things I would like to discuss with you, Mr. Jiang." Gao Laofa first laughed and said modestly.

Both of them were the leaders of the four major social organizations in Hong Kong Island, and their status was equal. Therefore, when Jiang Tiansheng asked if there was anything he needed to teach him, Gao Laofa naturally said no.

Once he admitted it, it would mean that Hongxing's status was not as good as He Liansheng. This would offend people. With Gao Laofa's emotional intelligence, he would definitely not make such a low-level mistake.

"About Dongxing?" Although it was a question, Jiang Tiansheng's face showed an affirmative expression.

Gao Laofa smiled, nodded mysteriously, and then shook his head.

Jiang Tiansheng had a puzzled look on his face. He didn't quite understand what the other party meant by nodding and then shaking his head.

Gao Laofa didn't keep anyone in suspense and said directly: "It's about three societies."

Jiang Tiansheng took over Gao Lao's words and asked to confirm, "Three societies?"

Seeing Gao Laofa's affirmative expression, his face gradually became a little solemn. Isn't this referring to Dongxing, He Liansheng and their Hongxing?

"Tell me?" Jiang Tiansheng's tone was very serious, and even the teacup in his hand was put aside.

"Liu Xu, the Red Stick of my club, told me that when he was confronting Wang Zhixin of your Hongxing, Crow, the descending tiger of Dongxing, and Wu Zhiwei, the smiling tiger, were also hiding in the dark and observing the situation on the field."

"And when Hua Fu was planning to invade A Xu's territory, he invited Crow, but he refused."

As they were both experienced people, Jiang Tiansheng naturally knew what Gao Laofa meant. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "What do you want?"

Gao Laofa looked calm and composed, his tone full of sarcasm, "Haha, I shouldn't say what I want, I should say what you want, Mr. Jiang. After all, Lian Sheng and I have gained enough benefits recently. Too much is as bad as too little."

When Jiang Tiansheng heard this, he immediately understood that the other party was referring to Liu Xu's occupation of Bowl Lane and Nathan Road.

"Since Mr. Gao is willing to give benefits to our Hongxing, there is no reason for me to refuse. But the Bo Lan Street boxing match is already decided, and I can't cancel it." Jiang Tiansheng said in a firm tone.

Just kidding, among all the territories of Tung Sing, few are in prosperous areas. Even if there are, the territories they occupy are very small. They are mainly entrenched in areas such as Yuen Long and the New Territories.

It is impossible for him to give up Bowl Lane just to get some benefits from Dongxing.

"Of course. I'm not asking you to give up Bolan Street. At that time, both sides will rely on their own abilities." Gao Laofa agreed without hesitation. He was full of confidence in Liu Xu's martial arts. He laughed in his heart.

What he just said was indeed what he thought in his heart. Liu Xu was a member of theirs and Lian Sheng's. The territory they occupied was no different from that occupied by Lian Sheng.

In a short period of time, he first occupied the Tung Sing on Bowl Lane, then cleared out the United on Shanghai Street, and now he is clearing out the Tung Sing on Nathan Road. As he said, a big tree attracts the wind, and too much is as bad as too little.

It would not be bad for He Liansheng to give some benefits appropriately to ease the atmosphere between the two societies. Only when there is give and take, the relationship between the two sides will be more stable.

In Hong Kong Island, it is not just one society that has the final say. With the East Evil, West Poison, South Emperor and North Beggar each occupying one side, a friendly relationship can appropriately reduce the friction between the various branches of the two major societies.

Only when there is less friction can the various branches of both societies make money steadily. Only in this way can there be a good harvest.

Jiang Tiansheng was very happy to see that he had a chance to take back Bowl Lane and gain benefits from Dongxing. He was also very happy to see Gao Laofa, who could ease the relationship with Hongxing.

After finalizing the cooperation matters, the two men continued to brag about their business to each other for a full half hour. When they were about to leave, they shook hands and made peace with satisfied smiles on their faces.

At this time, in front of the French window on the top floor of the Royal Garden Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui, stood an old man in his early sixties. His appearance might not be the type that would shock you at first glance, but every detail revealed a kind of majesty that had gone through many vicissitudes of life.

His deep eyes and calm temperament, combined with the deep lines carved on his face by the traces of time, make people involuntarily want to explore the secrets behind him.

"Knock knock knock." The knock on the door brought the old man back to his senses and he looked towards the door. "Come in." Although the voice was low, it was full of unquestionable majesty.

"Brother, I'm here to report that I saw Gao Laofa, who is with Lian Sheng, and Jiang Tiansheng from Hongxing drinking tea together at the Peninsula Hotel. Do you think we need to do anything?"

Facing his brother's words, the old man kept smiling and waved his hand calmly. "No, no matter what they gathered for, it has nothing to do with us."

"We are in the flour business and have already occupied half of the market in Hong Kong Island. People from two different fields are destined not to have much intersection."

"As for Hong Xing Liang Kun, I heard that he violated the rules set by Jiang Zhen and secretly spread powder. Haha, it's interesting."

Seeing that his elder brother was not interested in Gao Laofa and Jiang Tiansheng, but was interested in a back-hander named Liang Kun, the middle-aged man asked tentatively: "Then I'll go call Liang Kun over?"

"No, I just feel a little sad that people forget about me after I leave. But Liu Xu is a rising dark horse. If I have the chance to meet him, I would like to invite him to have a chat."

After saying that, he looked at the middle-aged man on the side, "By the way, this Liu Xu is two years younger than Ah Xiao, right?" the old man asked with certainty.

The middle-aged man was a little confused by this question. He scratched his head and asked in confusion: "I only know that Ah Xiao is 21 years old this year. As for how old Liu Xu is, I don't know, brother."

The old man shook his head helplessly and gently rebuked: "I asked you to learn more about the affairs of the underworld, but you ignored my words, right? If I am gone one day, Ah Xiao will still need your help as an uncle."

"You said that you don't care about the situation in the underworld, nor do you know about the rising newcomers in the underworld. You only know how to hang out in bars, karaoke bars, and nightclubs. If Ah Xiao gets into trouble in the future, how will you help him?"

The eldest brother's words made the middle-aged man's face flash with embarrassment. He hurried over to flatter him: "Pah, pah, pah, brother, what unlucky words you said, I believe you will live a long life."

The old man was somewhat helpless about the middle-aged man's attitude. After all, he was his younger brother, and he might just hang him up and beat him up. Since he got older, he valued the family affection around him more and more.

"By the way, have you found the person I asked you to look for?"

When the middle-aged man heard his brother asking about serious matters, his expression changed and he replied seriously: "I have searched all over Hong Kong Island and I don't know anyone named Chen Xiaohui. Brother, did you get my sister-in-law's name wrong?"

The old man did not respond to his brother's words, but took out a photo from his pocket. In the photo, a little boy was holding a football in his arms, showing a bright smile and making an OK sign with both hands.

A trace of warmth flashed across the old man's face, his eyes slightly closed, and he was silent for a while. He handed the photo to the other party and said, "Print a few more. Since you can't find the big one, then find the small one. Look for it according to the photo."

Seeing his brother so stubborn, the middle-aged man had no choice but to take the photo. "Nostalgia and cherishing family may be the idea of ​​every old man who has a deep understanding of life."

The middle-aged man who was leaving murmured.