Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

On the third floor of the boxing gym, Liu Xu stood quietly by the window of the conference hall, his eyes flickering, looking down at the figures of members of various major societies coming and going on Guangdong Road.

Recalling the solemnity and urgency in Gao Laofa's phone call, Liu Xu couldn't help but smile. He sighed in his heart, worthy of being called the Superman of Hong Kong Island. The network is wide, and the power is victory.

One sentence could stir up the underworld in Hong Kong Island, causing the four major gangs to take action. Even the members of the East Star and Hongxing, who usually confronted each other, restrained their edges at this moment to avoid any possible conflict between the two sides.

What is even more interesting is that in the past, when there were frequent social activities, the police would definitely increase their efforts to maintain order. But tonight, not only were there no foreigners, but even the stormtroopers seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, with no trace of them.

Liu Xu knew clearly that Superman had informed the top police officers.

We can't call the police, but we can ask the police to temporarily turn a blind eye to the gang members. As expected of a business tycoon, he is really good at taking advantage of loopholes.

Time slipped quietly to half past ten. Liu Xu gently picked up the phone, his fingertips jumping on the keyboard, and dialed Wu Jianbei's number.

On the other end of the phone, Wu Jianbei's voice had a barely perceptible urgency, and he had obviously felt the tense atmosphere that permeated Hong Kong Island tonight.

"Hello, my name is Wu Jianbei. Are you the gardener?" He spoke very quickly.

Liu Xu chuckled and replied calmly in a low voice, "It's me, Mr. Wu. I guess you have successfully placed the hostages and your accomplices in the north, right?"

Hearing the familiar voice in the microphone, Wu Jianbei paused, calmed down his anxious mood, and whispered: "Yes, everything is going according to plan, but the situation is a bit bad now. A group of dwarf mules are looking for me."

Liu Xu's tone was gentle, with a bit of soothing power: "Don't worry, Mr. Wu. What if they find you? As long as you keep your mouth shut and don't reveal any information about the hostage, he will be fine."

"Don't forget, you hold Superman's lifeline and his weak spot. Relax, follow the plan, and everything will be solved."

"So what should I do next?"

"Well, continue to follow our plan. Keep quiet for two days, and on the third day go to the Yangtze River Company to ask for money without any worries."

At this point, Liu Xu's tone carried a hint of warning; "Remember, after getting the money, the hostage must be returned safely to the other party. In our line of work, we can be lawless, but we must never lose our integrity."

"In addition, after getting the other party's private number, leave a message for the other party: 'If the funds in the card are frozen or there are signs of being tracked, the consequences will be at your own risk.'"

"Don't worry, Mr. Gardener, I will strictly follow your request." Wu Jianbei promised firmly. Now the money has not been received, even if he wants to turn against me, it is not now.

"Yeah." Liu Xu was very satisfied with Wu Jianbei's attitude. He had strong execution and few problems. If it weren't for the kidnapping of Superman's son, which made Wu Jianbei unable to gain a foothold in Hong Kong Island, Liu Xu would have wanted to recruit him as his subordinate.

Liu Xu explained some other details to Wu Jianbei in detail, agreed to meet at the Fanling warehouse at 9 o'clock on Sunday night, and then hung up the phone.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Xu tried to calm down the joy he felt for the huge amount of money that was about to come in. He looked up at the bright night sky and said silently, "The next few days will definitely be peaceful days."

Time passed quickly, but for Liu Xu, who was full of expectations, it felt like a year.

In the early morning, the sun shines and the flowers smile at people.

Liu Xu got up from the bed and stretched. He was in a very high mood today because it was the third day after he talked to Wu Jianbei. It was the day Wu Jianbei collected the money, and it was also the day he collected the money.

In Li's Tea Restaurant, Liu Xu couldn't wait to pick up the newspaper and make sure that there was no news about Superman's son being kidnapped and blackmailed in the newspapers of the past two days. After praising Superman for his great work, he happily started to eat.

At the same time, Wu Jianbei, who had been hiding in a fishing village for the past two days and only lived on a few steamed buns, saw that it was already nine o'clock in the morning. He swaggered and stopped a taxi and headed towards the headquarters of the industrial company.

Central, Wu Jianbei once again stepped into this prosperous place. Although it was not his first time here, the scene before him still made him stop involuntarily, with an indescribable amazement in his heart.

Compared with the mainland in the 1980s, Central at this time is so prosperous. It is like a bright pearl inlaid on the Victoria Harbour, shining with charming light.

Skyscrapers stand side by side, reaching into the sky. Their glass curtain walls sparkle in the sunlight, reflecting the colorful world around them.

The streets are bustling with traffic, with all kinds of vehicles shuttling back and forth. The roar of engines and the noise of the crowd are intertwined to form a symphony of the city.

He looked up at the skyline, where dreams and reality intertwined. The tops of the skyscrapers seemed within reach, yet out of reach, filling people with endless reverie and longing for the city.

Thinking about the profits this action could bring to him, even if he and Wang Tao and the other two divided the money equally, the remaining money would be enough for him to live freely in the future.

After getting off the car, he straightened his collar, put on a serious expression, and strode into the Jinjiu Building.

I called the front desk and asked for the boss of Cheung Kong Industrial on the eighth floor. The front desk immediately stood up and showed a standard "eight-toothed smile". "Security, please take this gentleman to the eighth floor."

Upon hearing this, the security guard trotted over to Wu Jianbei. His series of bows and saluting movements as well as his fawning expressions left him a little confused.

"Sir, please come this way. I will take you to the Yangtze River Company on the eighth floor."

Wu Jianbei nodded slightly and followed the security guard silently. He was worried that if he talked too much, he would expose the fact that he was a bumpkin.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened and the security guard saw Huo Jianding standing at the elevator entrance and hurriedly greeted him.

Huo Jianding nodded and handed three thousand Hong Kong dollars to the security guard. "Thank you for your hard work. Go back to your work."

His words were both polite and considerate, yet carried an unquestionable authority.

The second-in-command of the Yangtze River Company came out to greet him personally, which made the security guard curious about the identity of the middle-aged man next to him. He tightened the three thousand Hong Kong dollars in his hand, which was his salary for nearly two months.

After a second of struggle, the security guard quickly bowed to express his gratitude and respectfully said goodbye.

Being a security guard, eyesight is very important. You can stop a delivery guy, but you must not disobey the words of an important person. If you are ignorant enough to stick to someone when they have told you to get out, you will not only lose your job, but also be easily beaten.

Seeing the security guard disappear from sight, Huo Jianding turned around and led Wu Jianbei forward, while his eyes wandered sharply over him.

Although he already knew the other party's information, Huo Jianding still asked, "Sir, you look so impressive. May I ask your name?"

"No need to tell me my surname is Wu." Wu Jianbei replied while pretending to be calm.

Huo Jianding nodded and said nothing more.

Asking for the surname is a polite gesture to show goodwill, but asking for the full name means revenge. Although he is not in this line of work, Huo Jianding still understands this principle.

What he needed to do was to roughly confirm the other party's identity for his boss, rather than asking too many questions and escalating the conflict.

The reason why Huo Jianding was highly regarded and rapidly promoted by Superman in Cheung Kong Holdings was not only because he had comprehensive business talents, but also because he had a clear understanding of his own identity.