Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Dongsheng Building, in the leisure area.

Liu Xu looked at Wang Ergou, who was sitting opposite him, and looked him up and down.

"Brother Xu, your look is a little creepy. Is there something wrong?" Wang Ergou said cautiously.

"What the hell! I'm looking at you with satisfaction. I'm satisfied that you've so easily given up your job as a doorman. It's not only embarrassing for you, but also for me."

Liu Xu explained to Wang Ergou with a hint of dissatisfaction in his helpless tone.

"Hey, Brother Xu, do you have any good business to introduce to me?" Wang Ergou loosened the tie around his neck, his face full of flattery.

"Knock knock knock~" Liu Xu tapped the table lightly, thinking, and did not respond for a while.

This made Wang Ergou feel that there was a chance, so he quickly sat closer, staring at Liu Xu with expectant eyes, quietly waiting for his reply.

After a moment, Liu Xu raised his head again and met Wang Ergou's gaze. "Ergou, why are you still here? I was just thinking about something and thought you had left!"

Liu Xu's tone was full of surprise and confusion.

"Brother Xu, weren't you just thinking about introducing me to some business?"

"No! I don't even have any business to develop myself, how can I introduce business to you?" Liu Xu spread his hands, indicating that he didn't have any good ideas.

When Wang Ergou heard this, the anticipation on his face instantly collapsed, like a deflated ball. Scratching his head, he asked unwillingly:

"Don't you have any new plans, Brother Xu? After I gave up my security business, I've been relying on fees to make ends meet. Now I'm really at a loss."

Liu Xu glanced at Wang Ergou, his eyes dim. "It's not that I don't have the idea, but I'm not sure if you're willing to do it. After all, the profit isn't very significant at the moment."

Wang Ergou's eyes lit up again instantly, and he quickly moved closer:

"Brother Xu, you said the profits aren't significant right now, which means there's a lot of potential in the future. Come on, tell me what kind of business it is!"

"I have an instant noodle factory in Shatin, which produces instant noodles of various flavors. In order to increase sales, I added Dragon Ball cards to the mix."

Seeing Wang Ergou nodded doubtfully, Liu Xu smiled slightly and continued:

"You can set up a snack company and sell instant noodles to Korea and Japan. I want you to go sell the goods first, and then come back to pay for them after you've sold them."

"Really?" Wang Ergou's eyes widened, and he rubbed his hands in surprise. "Brother Xu, you're so kind! What exactly do I need to do?"

Wang Ergou didn't pay any attention to the cards; his focus was on getting the goods for free and then selling them. But Liu Xu didn't care.

There is currently no way to increase sales by using cartoon character cards.

This was invented by a genius sales director in Xia Country in the millennium. He used this method to quickly capture the market of primary and secondary school students.

A food production factory that was on the brink of life and death was quickly revived, causing its business to soar and even becoming one of the top three in the industry at one point.

In addition, he has also made some slight adjustments to the copyright of the cartoon character's portrait, and has re-registered it in Japan. He is now in the stockpiling stage.

Just wait until the end of next month, when the Dragon Ball anime becomes completely popular in Fuso’s primary and secondary schools, and then he will make a big move into Fuso’s instant noodle market.

Of course, this was his original plan. Now that Ergou is willing to run a food company, he plans to give the markets of Fuso and South Korea to him.

"For the specific matters, go to A Luo. Ask him to assign people to help you set up the company. He also owns my instant noodle factory, so remember to contact him when you want to purchase the goods."

Looking at Er Gou running towards the stairs in a hurry, Liu Xu reminded him loudly.

……

Late at night, the lights in the Dongxing main hall were on. All the hall masters who could come from Dongxing gathered in the main hall, looking at the dragon headed white-headed bird in the first place with impatient eyes.

"Uncle Ben, once those small and medium-sized forces completely stop fighting, we, the Dongxing and Hongxing factions, will have to continue fighting, and we might end up burning even more money."

"Sister Lin has already moved her territory to Wong Chuk Hang. She's even eliminated several smaller factions in the surrounding area over the past few days. Her territory is now no smaller than the Wan Chai area she initially occupied."

"You didn't talk to Hongxing, and Hongxing didn't take the initiative to talk to us, but dragging it out won't benefit anyone. In this matter, it was Lei Yaoyang who broke the rules first."

"If you're out there making trouble, you have to admit your mistakes and stand at attention when you're beaten! Even if you don't want to make money, we, the leaders here, still need to eat, Uncle Ben!"

Bai Tou Weng followed the words and fixed his gaze on Guilipang: "If you don't attack, Hongxing will also attack, and then we Dongxing will suffer greater losses."

"Uncle Ben, do you really have to make me say such harsh words? Isn't it all thanks to your wise guidance that this battle has lasted this long?"

"When you do something wrong, the first thing you do is not to take the initiative to take responsibility, but to think about how to evade responsibility. Just like that crow who fell to the ground. If he's not dead, I'll strangle him to death!"

Guilipang stood up, his face filled with arrogance and indignation: "If you can't bring yourself to ask for peace, then just bring the camel back. Do..."

"Guilipang, shut the fuck up!" Situ Haonan slammed the table, his eyes burning with anger. "It's not your turn to dictate what Dongxing does!"

Gui Li Pang was not afraid at all and sneered, "Situ Haonan, it's no use slamming the table against me. If you have the guts, you will be responsible for the expenses of my fight with Hongxing!"

"You have to compensate me for the losses caused to me by those two idiots, Lei Yaoyang and Crow! If you dare to promise, I will immediately kneel down and pour tea to my uncle to apologize! Will you compensate me?"

Seeing Situ Haonan's expression changing back and forth, Guilipang's eyes flashed with disdain and he spat: "Bah! If you don't want to compensate me, you're a cripple!"

An unnatural look flashed across Situ Haonan's face, and he angrily said, "You tell me the number, and I'll…"

"Enough!" Bai Tou Weng's face turned pale, and he slammed the armrest of the chair. "Shut up! The headquarters will cover all the expenses of your recent fight with Hongxing!"

"But if I find out that anyone among them has lied or over-reported the expenses of the gunfight, don't blame me for punishing them according to my family rules!" The old man with white hair looked around at everyone with a gloomy tone.

He paused for a moment, looking at the faces of Guilipang and the black man. Seeing that no one in the hall raised any objections, he softened his tone slightly:

"Regarding the truce with Hongxing, I will take the initiative to talk to Liang Kun. Situ Haonan and Lin Peiru will accompany me. That's settled. Meeting adjourned!"

As the old man finished speaking, the hall fell into a brief silence.

The hall masters exchanged glances, some looked relieved, while others had hidden thoughts.

Although Guilipang still had a look of reluctance, under the majesty of the white-headed old man, his arrogance completely disappeared, and he pursed his lips and took the initiative to surrender:

"Uncle Ben, don't blame me for being harsh. It's true that recently, not only have we had to deal with frequent police raids, but we've also had to deal with harassment from various small and medium-sized organizations."

"My subordinates are also under tremendous pressure. They risk their lives every day just to have a stable life. Besides, if we continue to fight, I will really run out of money."

"I don't mean to blame you, Guilipang." The white-headed old man's expression eased a little, "We really shouldn't continue fighting. After all, Xinji and Heliansheng are still eyeing us covetously."

"Alright, that's all for today's meeting. It's almost midnight, so everyone should go back and prepare for any battles that might occur in the early hours."

Everyone in the hall looked at each other, and Lin Peiru was the first to respond: "I will definitely defend my territory."

After saying that, he turned and strode out of the main hall, followed closely by the Golden Tiger and the East Asian Tiger. Guilipang nodded to Uncle Ben and then strode away with a slight smile on his face.