Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Without waiting for Lai Qing to make any move, Tian Yangsheng, who was standing next to him, picked up the mobile phone on the ground and put it in front of Liu Xu after receiving Liu Xu's signal.

"Who are you?"

"The Eight-Faced Buddha in Chiang Mai, Siam. Hello, Liu Xu."

"Hahahaha, I didn't know my reputation was so loud that it even spread to Siam!" Although Liu Xu's laughter echoed in the room, his expression did not look so good.

It is said that people are afraid of being famous just like pigs are afraid of being fat, but he likes to be low-key.

"Not really. The main reason is that I once had a supplier in Hong Kong Island who bought a large amount of goods. So I paid more attention to the situation in Hong Kong Island."

"Oh? If that's the case, then I'd be really happy. But I think we can get down to business, don't you?"

"Haha, since you don't want to chat with an old man like me, let's get to the point. Hong Tai is the supplier I mentioned. He still owes me more than 20 million Hong Kong dollars in payment for the goods."

"All the top executives of Hongtai were killed by Feihua. I'm afraid you won't be able to get the balance back. However, if you can come to Hong Kong Island in person, I'm willing to help you for free. How about that?"

The Eight-Faced Buddha understood what Liu Xu meant, but he was not angry: "Young people are much more irritable than us old men. I want to use the balance to get you to let Lai Qing and his gang go."

Since the other party was so polite, there was no need for him to be aggressive: "Mr. Myanmar, does the balance have anything to do with me?"

"Liu Xu, it's meaningless for you to say that. Li Zhongquan is your man. After Hongtai fell, the batch of 'flour' I sold to them appeared in the territory of Liangkun, you and Liansheng Fish Head."

As he spoke, the eight-faced Buddha statue suddenly thought of something and added, "There has been some chaos in Jinshan Cape recently. If the news of Hongtai's destruction had spread at a normal speed, it would not have reached my ears so quickly."

Isn't it just that I don't have the energy to pay attention to the things in Hong Kong Island for the time being, and someone is secretly accelerating this news? Just say no directly, why talk about the chaos in Jinshan Cape? Liu Xu was a little speechless.

After a moment's hesitation, he felt that there was no need for him to confront the Eight-Faced Buddha over such a small matter. After all, he was neither a knight with an overflowing sense of justice nor a Hong Kong policeman.

"Okay, if you don't have anything else to say, I'll hang up. International long-distance calls are expensive. My mother taught me to be thrifty since I was a child."

When a dry "Haha" came from the microphone, followed by endless beeps...

Liu Xu looked at the phone speechlessly and stepped on Lai Qing's face: "Hey, why is your boss still playing the game of who hangs up first? Isn't that too childish?"

Seeing that the person under his feet did not respond, Liu Xu suddenly felt bored, loosened his feet, and waved: "Retreat!"

When the sound of the door closing was heard, Lai Qing struggled to wake up Chayi and Guan Mianli. With their support, he quickly left the hotel and rushed towards the airport.

When the other party's thirteen people

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In Wan Chai, there is a nostalgic photo studio called "Mark of Time".

This photo studio is hidden in a quiet alley behind the bustling city. On the mottled wooden sign, the words "Time Mark" seem to whisper stories of the past.

In this retro space, Deng Wei and Gao Laofa sat opposite each other, separated by a carved wooden table, on which a set of exquisite tea sets was neatly arranged.

Two cups of steaming tea were emitting a faint tea fragrance. The rising water vapor weaved a hazy picture between the two people, and it seemed that even the air had frozen in time.

This conversation should have started after communicating with several other members of the uncle's generation, but Uncle Deng postponed it for a week in order to verify the situation of the sad dog in Chai Wan.

The result naturally did not exceed everyone's expectations. Although Dongxing Lei Yaoyang's territory expanded, the other party did not do anything out of the ordinary and has been defending his territory.

From this, we can see that Gou's behavior at the headquarters meeting was indeed intending to drain the company's funding pool and force these uncles to submit.

Deng Bo collected his thoughts, picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip to moisten his throat, and said with a sense of disappointment: "I made you the head of He Liansheng, and this is how you repay me now, Ah Fa."

"I don't quite understand what you said, Uncle Deng. According to the original situation, if I had not been chosen as the chairman, the society would have fallen to the level of quasi-first-class."

"Moreover, if Liu Xu hadn't suddenly risen to prominence, the last turmoil alone would have been enough to cause us and Lian Sheng to suffer a severe fall. Only with liquidity can a society grow and develop."

"The position of the head of the club changes every two years, and the position of the head and uncle will remain until death. With such a rule, how can the club grow? Just enjoy the position of uncle enough, Uncle Deng."

"Give young people some opportunities."

Uncle Deng frowned, the tea swayed gently in the cup, reflecting the complex light in his eyes.

He slowly put down the teacup, realizing that the current Gao Laofa was no longer the same Ah Fa as before.

"How do you want to move? Do you want to change the position of the master every three years? Or do you want to change the position of uncle every two years?"

Gao Laofa heard that Uncle Deng's tone had become more relaxed, his eyes slightly brightened, and he responded expectantly: "The seat will remain unchanged, the uncle position will be changed every four years, and the hall master will be promoted to the uncle position. What do you think?"

Deng Bo drank the tea in front of him and said with a hint of fatigue: "I will talk to them, but they will most likely not agree to you. I don't want to see the society split."

"I can tell you the truth first," Gao Laofa was a little excited and wanted to talk. For him, as long as he could get Deng Bo's support, that was enough.

"I have contacted Big D privately and asked him to agree not to interfere in exchange for the position of the next chairman. Although Uncle Yuan Hai is the boss of Big D, he definitely can't be persuaded."

"Big D's obsession with the position of the headmaster is the strongest among all the hall masters, and Ah Xu is still young."

"As for Da Pu Hei and Yu Tou Biao, Da Pu Hei will not agree to Uncle Quan's request. If Uncle Chuan Bao wants to make a move, Yu Tou Biao will not agree either. This is because the 'contraband' of the two is selling like hot cakes in A Xu's territory."

"As for Ah Xu himself, it's no exaggeration to say that I promoted him. Ah Quan and Chen Dao are both Ah Xu's disciples. The votes of these three people are already nailed to me."

"As for Shanghai Zai, I gave him his territory in North Point. Besides, he was my man before he became the hall master. I can't lose this vote either."

"Now I have your support, Uncle Deng, and I can also get the votes of Old Guigang, plus the loser. At least six of the ten hall masters will support me, and three may just stand by and watch."

"So, when you talk to them, Uncle Deng, you can just confront them directly. If they don't want to make peace, I will settle accounts with them directly at the next headquarters meeting."

Leaving behind this series of excited and high-spirited words, Gao Laofa disappeared at the corner of the stairs on the second floor of the photo studio. He did not notice that the look in Deng Bo's eyes when he was looking at him had changed from calm to gloomy.

He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, the gloom in Deng Bo's eyes had completely disappeared, and what followed was determination and firmness.

He took out his mobile phone and murmured, "Ah Fa, since you have completely forgotten your original intention, don't blame me for setting things right. I believe you can understand Deng Bo, right?"

"Haha, I'm sure you'll understand."

As the whispering sound disappeared, the phone in Deng Bo's hand was connected.