Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Bel-Air Villa, due to the recent turbulent situation, Jiang Tiansheng has not been to the Hongxing Headquarters for seven consecutive days, and most of the affairs of the society have been handed over to his confidant Chen Yao.

Only when we encounter a difficult problem will we call him to ask for his solution.

The prince had already lived in Jiang Tiansheng's villa for eight days at this time, and he was annoyed by the scene of Mr. Jiang and his girlfriend showing their affection every day.

Today, he finally couldn't hold back and asked Jiang Tiansheng to leave. He wanted to practice boxing, he wanted to improve his strength and take back the territory in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Seeing that the prince was determined, Jiang Tiansheng not only did not persuade him to stay in the villa, but instead told him not to set foot in Tsim Sha Tsui without his instructions.

Whether it is Mong Kok, Yau Ma Tei, or Tsim Sha Tsui, they are all rich areas. Occupying one area is enough to make a fortune, let alone three areas.

This made him, the leader of the Hung Hing Society, so jealous that he wished he could replace him.

If he had not been very clear in his mind that it would be difficult for the Hongxing family alone to drive the He Liansheng gang in Yau Ma Tei out of Tsim Sha Tsui, he would have sent people to take action long ago, regardless of the police crackdown.

Unfortunately, the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.

But he didn't believe that apart from him, the leaders of the other two first-class societies would not be jealous. Tsim Sha Tsui is one of the areas with the most entertainment industries in Hong Kong Island, and the monthly fees paid by the gangs are nearly 10 million.

Even if the main hall divides one more share, the money that the head of the society can receive is one million Hong Kong dollars. That is more than ten million Hong Kong dollars a year.

So Jiang Tiansheng was waiting, waiting for other societies to contact him to discuss how to make money. But he waited for eight days, and until now, no one contacted him after the private bodyguard he tricked resigned from the villa.

This made him a little anxious, and he decided that if Shan didn't come to see him, he would go to see Shan himself.

So, in the morning, he took the initiative to contact the Dongxing White-headed Bird by phone, agreed on the meeting time and place, and then set out on the journey to meet it.

For the sake of his own personal safety, Jiang Tiansheng called on his trusted Boss B and Boss B's subordinates, the Five Tigers of Causeway Bay, to accompany him to the Pang Dong Lai Tea Restaurant in Tsuen Wan for the appointment.

The box was reserved by Bai Tou Weng, and it had two exits, one east and one west. The two men agreed on the phone that the men they brought would guard each side and not see each other, and only the two of them could enter.

In this way, as long as they don't let anything slip, they don't have to worry about the content of the discussion being leaked.

The first person to arrive at the scene was Jiang Tiansheng. The refreshments were already prepared, and all they had to do now was wait for the East Star Dragon Headed White-headed Bunting to show up before they could officially start their conversation.

Time passed slowly, and when the old man appeared from the west door of the box, the first thing he said was: "Didn't you call Pan Shiyong, the boss of the Number Gang, and Jiang Sheng of Xinji?"

Jiang Tiansheng shook his head slowly, his tone calm, "The Number Gang is only willing to obey Pan Shiyong's orders when it is facing a crisis of destruction. There is no point in calling him."

After hearing this, the old man thought about it for a moment, and when he realized that it was true, his frown relaxed immediately, and he went straight to the point: "What do you want to do? And how do you divide the territory?"

Jiang Tiansheng chuckled, "It's very simple. You and I will each send 10,000 people, plus three hall masters. You will go from the north, and I will go from the south. We will do our best to annihilate him in a dumpling-making manner."

"The remaining hall masters are responsible for pinning down the other hall masters and Lian Sheng, so that they cannot support the Yau Tsim Mong battlefield. Twenty thousand against five thousand, I don't believe he can stop it."

"As for the division of the territory, as long as we successfully occupy Tsim Sha Tsui, we can use Nathan Road as the boundary. I have no objection whether you want to go left or right."

In Bai Tou Weng's opinion, although this method is simple and crude, it is the fastest to take effect. The difference of four times in number of people can kill Liu Xu and others just by exhausting them.

But this is based on the assumption that the Hong Kong police sit idly by. Once the police intervene, not only will they fail to take over Tsim Sha Tsui, but they will also put their two major societies in the spotlight.

So, the old man asked directly what he was wondering: "Twenty thousand people is no less than a battle. Can you make the police stand aside and watch?"

Jiang Tiansheng smiled confidently, "As long as we limit the battlefield to Tsim Sha Tsui, and then clear out the paparazzi and buy off the newspapers and TV stations around it, it will be OK if it is not reported."

"So simple?" The old man looked at Jiang Tiansheng's confident smile with suspicion.

"You are overthinking things. Some of your 'old friends' in the police force should have told you that this police operation will be over in mid-September, right?"

Seeing the old man nod, Jiang Tiansheng took out a stack of folded paper from his pocket and gently unfolded it. On it was a detailed map of Yau Tsim Mong.

Several key locations and areas with estimated weak police presence are marked above.

"I have secretly investigated and found that the police force distribution in Tsim Sha Tsui is not flawless. Especially on weekend nights, due to the increase in entertainment activities, the patrol density in some areas will naturally decrease."

"We can plan to act on the last day of the police's 'clean-up plan' and use the influence of some 'old friends' in the police force to ensure that they remain silent or divert attention at critical moments."

As Jiang Tiansheng explained, he ran his finger across the map. Every route seemed to foreshadow a carefully planned battle.

The old man took the map, studied it carefully, and a light gradually flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that you have been prepared for this. However, eliminating the paparazzi and buying off the newspapers and TV stations is no small task. Are you sure you can do it without any mistakes?"

"Of course," Jiang Tiansheng nodded, his tone revealing an unquestionable firmness, "I have arranged for the staff, and they are all experts in this field."

"As for newspapers and TV stations, those bigwigs may not care about this little money, but we can bribe the editor-in-chief and the head of the TV station's news channel who are working people."

"As long as the conditions we offer are attractive enough, they will naturally choose to stand on our side."

Hearing this, the white-headed old man sneered. "Jiang Tiansheng, you are indeed very shrewd."

"Since you have planned so thoroughly and are so confident, then there is no reason for me, Dongxing, to back down. Let's do as you say. We will see the outcome in Tsim Sha Tsui on September 16."

After reaching a consensus, the two shook hands and made peace, as if what they were talking about was not a bloody fight, but an ordinary business cooperation.

The atmosphere in the box became more relaxed as the agreement was reached, and the refreshments seemed even more delicious.

The two parties did not stay for too long, and the whole process was completed in just ten minutes. They took their time to leave and returned to their respective headquarters one after another.

But the old man didn't notice that after he accidentally made eye contact with a taxi driver, more and more taxis suddenly passed by the car he was riding in.

As for Xinji, no one mentioned it.

They both understood that since Xin Kee had boarded the northern ship, it would not start a war again. This could be seen from the fact that the Xin Kee headquarters remained quiet during the chaos in Hong Kong Island.

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In an old restaurant deep in an alley in Mong Kok, the dim light shines through the half-closed curtains onto the mottled wooden table, creating a nostalgic and warm atmosphere.

The air is filled with the aroma of food, which contrasts sharply with the noisy streets outside. This place seems like a quiet corner of time.

Liang Kun strode across the corridor, each step seeming so firm and powerful.

There was a glimmer of anticipation and joy in his eyes, as if he was about to meet a long-lost relative.