Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

As the rewards were distributed one by one and came to a successful conclusion, Liu Xu slowly stood up. His voice echoed in the spacious conference room, officially announcing that the meeting had entered the second key agenda:

"Next, we will focus on the progress of the matters you are responsible for, the management status of the territory, and the latest developments of surrounding forces."

After saying that, his eyes naturally fell on Li Hangluo. As the steward who helped him manage the territory and the person he trusted the most, he was naturally the best choice to report his work first.

Receiving this trusting look, Li Hangluo stood up calmly and reported clearly:

"Brother Xu, the focus of my work here, in addition to promoting the renovation of the 'Church of God', is also to devote all my efforts to the daily operation and order maintenance of various entertainment venues.

"It is particularly worth mentioning that the name change applications for the several nightclubs you recently acquired have been carried out in an orderly manner under my follow-up."

Without Liu Xu's additional signal, as soon as Li Hangluo sat down, Chen Dao beside him stood up and took the initiative to take on the responsibility of reporting:

"Brother Xu, everything is normal in the area I'm responsible for, and there are no abnormal fluctuations. As for the neighboring number gang Hu Dayong, his movements are stable, and I haven't seen any major moves."

Afterwards, Wang Ergou, He Yu and Feng Yuxiu stood up one after another and reported in detail the situation of their respective territories and the movements of the forces surrounding the territories.

With Feng Yuxiu's summary of the dock affairs, the entire reporting session came to a successful conclusion.

As for Fei Mao, the capable general who had already taken charge of the situation, Liu Xu decided not to call him back to the meeting after careful consideration. Firstly, there was no urgent matter that needed to be communicated immediately at this meeting;

Secondly, Kwun Tong and Yau Ma Tei are far apart. Once there is an emergency in the Kwun Tong site, Fei Mao, as the local person in charge, can respond quickly and stabilize the situation.

Seeing everyone sitting upright, Liu Xu waved his hand gently, indicating the end of the meeting. Everyone dispersed, returned to their posts, and continued to work hard for their respective missions.

At the Hung Hing Headquarters on the west side of Queen's Road, Jiang Tiansheng, who had just returned from the Windmill Kingdom, met with the heads of the major halls one by one and explained various matters in detail before hurried to Macau.

The purpose of his trip was very clear: a high-end hotel was about to open in Haojing, and behind it was a dispute over the operating rights of a new casino. Jiang Tianshang was trying to gain a foothold and get a piece of the pie.

At the Central Police Headquarters, Galen was looking at his son Xinghan, who looked a little melancholy, with a deep and expectant look in his eyes, and there was a subtle hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Xinghan, you look like this, could it be that you have some sweet little secret, like having a girlfriend but hiding it from your old father?"

Xinghan was immersed in his own thoughts, supporting his head with his hands, his eyes looking through the window into the distant and blurry distance.

His father's words instantly made Xinghan's scalp tingle, instantly blowing away his trance. He quickly waved his hand to clarify: "No, Dad."

“I was just wondering whether the robber information Liu Xu sent me a few days ago was real money or just a false alarm.

"After all, Mike arranged for people to investigate that night and also arranged for people to stake out the place, but for two consecutive days, they didn't find any trace of the robbers at all."

Hearing the words "robber" and "Liu Xu", Galen's eyes flashed with strong interest. He leaned forward slightly and encouraged: "Oh? Can you tell me in detail?"

Faced with his father's questioning, Xinghan did not hide anything and recounted everything that happened in the restaurant that day and what Liu Xu said and did.

After hearing this, Garen was silent for a moment, then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"You may not know that Liu Xu has now become the "king" of Hong Kong Island's taxi industry, owning half of Hong Kong Island's taxi licenses."

"Besides, he has thousands of followers, so finding people is indeed his strong point. Therefore, there is an 80% chance that the information he gave about the robbers is true."

"Of course, as for the remaining 20%, maybe he wanted to show Superintendent Zhang Wenyao his connections as a deterrent."

"If it's the former, then it's fine. But if it's the latter, then he's so cunning that he can be called a thousand-year-old fox."

Xing Han frowned when he heard this, looking confused: "But isn't his territory in Yau Ma Tei? Why did he suddenly become interested in Superintendent Zhang and want to intimidate him?"

Galen chuckled and did not answer directly, but revealed a more shocking piece of information:

"According to what I know, Zhang Wenyao has recently become interested in Liu Xu's files and seems to be investigating something."

"Moreover, he also tried to use some 'tricks' to send Liu Xu to Stanley Prison through Charles John, the director of the Yau Ma Tei branch."

“However, John may have ignored his request due to his upcoming retirement.”

Xinghan frowned even more tightly, and said with a hint of displeasure: "I have warned this old dog Zhang Wenyao, but he actually dared to ignore my warning. No, I have to teach him a lesson!"

However, Xinghan's impulse was stopped in time by Galen. He shook his head slightly, grabbed his son's hand, and said earnestly:

"Don't worry. The whereabouts of the robbers are still unknown. If Liu Xu can find their traces again, it won't be too late for you to settle the score with Zhang Wenyao."

After saying this, Garen changed the subject, and a strange color flashed in Garen's eyes: "Zhang Wenyao thought that his work as a black police officer was flawless, but he didn't know that our 'Political Department' had already seen through everything."

He took out a document from the safe, gently threw it to Xinghan, and instructed: "If Liu Xu can prove his worth, you can use this document to completely solve Zhang Wenyao."

Xinghan took the document and flipped through it quickly, with a puzzled look on his face: "Dad, it's enough to give Zhang Wenyao a warning. Toppling a superintendent for a gangster is a bit..."

Galen waved his hand to interrupt his son, his tone firm and deep: "When a house dog starts to compete with its owner for food, it is often a sign that something unusual is happening."

"If Liu Xu can demonstrate his worth, then it will definitely be worth using this disobedient dog to warn other dogs in the police force."

Xinghan heard this, and a trace of respect and admiration for his father flashed in his eyes. He tightly grasped the document in his hand, hurried back to his office, and carefully locked it in the safe.

At the other end of the East Kowloon Police Headquarters, Mike had a gloomy face, frowned, and glanced sternly at his subordinates in front of him.

He asked in a deep voice, "Have you not found any suspicious people around the 'Christ Church Fulun Middle School'?"

His tone was filled with unquestionable firmness. Obviously, he firmly believed in the information provided by Liu Xu based on the inducement of 10 million Hong Kong dollars.

Although several days had passed and the police had conducted a carpet search of the area, they still found no trace of any suspicious persons.

However, this did not shake Mike's determination. He still insisted on having his men stake out the gold shops in that area day and night, hoping to gain something.

After receiving Mike's stern gaze, Dai Gao Hansheng, the head of Group A, and Han Sir, the head of Group B, looked at each other at the same time.

There was a hint of barely perceptible panic in their eyes, and beads of sweat quietly appeared on their foreheads. After a brief silence, Han Sheng spoke softly, with a tremor in his voice:

"Reporting to the commander, we have not yet found any suspicious persons near the 'Christ Church Fulan Middle School'."

Although his tone was respectful, the evasiveness in his eyes could hardly conceal their inner anxiety and uneasiness.