Hong Kong Variety Show: The Development Notes of a Boss

Seeing Lu Yongqiang trying to snatch the money from his hand, Lu Hao stepped back in fear and said in a panic: "Brother, brother, brother, I was wrong! I was wrong! Two thousand yuan is not a small amount."

Lu Hao hid nearby. Lu Yongqiang waved to Dadong again, then took out a small stack of money from the pile. Judging from the thickness, it should be about the same as the money in Duxie's hand.

"Dadong, you are like a poisonous scorpion, so I will give you 100,000 yuan." Lu Yongqiang handed the money to Dadong.

Dadong took the money and looked at it, scratched his head stupidly, then said with a silly smile: "Brother, please save this money for me! I don't know what to do with it." Then, Dadong handed the money back to Lu Yongqiang.

Lu Yongqiang looked at Dadong and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This idiot didn't even know how to spend the money he was given.

Lu Yongqiang took the money and said, "Okay! I'll save this money for you. When you get married, you can give it to your wife."

Hearing Lu Yongqiang talking about himself, Dadong scratched the back of his head and chuckled a few times.

Lu Yongqiang ignored the smirking Dadong and said to Huangmaoji, "Huangmao, even though you haven't done anything this time, as a brother, I won't be partial. I'll give you 10,000. Do you have any objections?"

Huang Maoji's loyalty level is over 80. He is his loyal subordinate. In ancient times, such people could be called death warriors. Lu Yongqiang would certainly not forget him and would give him some benefits.

Huang Maoji didn't reach out to take the money that Lu Yongqiang handed over. Instead, he said seriously, "Boss, I haven't used up all the money you gave me last time, so I really can't accept this money."

Lu Yongqiang stood up from his seat and threw the money directly into Huangmaoji's arms, then said loudly: "Just take it if I tell you to. Why are you being so polite to me? Your eldest brother and grandmother are still injured. Now that you have money, buy them some supplements to nourish their bodies." After saying this, Lu Yongqiang seemed to suddenly remember something and asked casually: "By the way, how are your eldest brother and grandmother recovering recently? Do you need to find a big hospital for them to take for another checkup?"

Hearing Lu Yongqiang's question, Huangmaoji opened his mouth but hesitated, his face showing an expression of wanting to say something but being embarrassed to say it. Seeing this, Lu Yongqiang suddenly felt anxious and asked quickly, "What's going on? Could it be that your eldest brother and grandmother's injuries have worsened?"

"No... no!" Huang Maoji shook his head vigorously and explained, "My brother and grandma's injuries are not serious. It's me... my eldest brother, and he also wants to work with you, Boss."

As Huang Maoji finished speaking, Lu Yongqiang curled his lips and said, "It's just a small matter, why are you hesitating? You scared me.

Huang Mao, since your elder brother is willing to work with me, you can bring him to see me after his injury heals."

After hearing Lu Yongqiang's agreement, Huang Maoji hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, my eldest brother used to be a member of the Number Gang. I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome if he wants to transfer to Hongxing."

Hearing what Huangmao Ji said, Lu Yongqiang frowned. It is not an easy thing to transfer to other clubs, especially those big clubs. The stronger the club is, the more it cares about face. It is a shameful thing for brothers to transfer to other clubs. If it is not handled well, it will offend people.

Lu Yongqiang asked, "Xinzidui? Which big brother in Xinzidui is your brother hanging out with?"

Huang Maoji thought for a moment and said, "He's not some big brother, he's the old No. 49 in the letter pile, also known as the rotten boy!"

Hearing this name, Lu Yongqiang frowned, pondering inwardly. He was unfamiliar with the name, perhaps even completely unfamiliar with it. After all, Hong Kong had hundreds of thousands of gangsters, with a constant stream of nicknames. There were countless names like "Lan Zi Xiong" and "Lan Zi Qiang," but few were memorable.

Lu Yongqiang turned to look at his two brothers beside him, Duxie and Dadong, and asked, "Duxie, Dadong, have you heard of this bad boy Xiong?" The two shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of this person.

Lu Yongqiang sighed and said to himself: "It seems that this person is really unknown."

However, just as he finished speaking, Lu Hao suddenly interrupted, "Brother, I've heard a little bit about that bad boy Xiong from Xinzidui. It's said that his original name was Tiexiong, and he used to fight in Kowloon Walled City. I heard that he was quite skilled, winning nine consecutive fights in the ring. Unfortunately, he was ambushed and almost died in the ring. Although he eventually saved his life, he was left with a disability. I heard that he has a limp in one leg. Perhaps because of this, he has not been well-known over the years."

Hearing Lu Hao's words, Lu Yongqiang said thoughtfully: "Haozi, from what you said, this bad boy Xiong should not be a powerful person. You should find time to contact him and make things clear to him. Don't bully others by taking advantage of your power. If the red envelopes you should give are less, then follow the rules of the underworld."

As Lu Yongqiang finished speaking, Lu Hao said with a sad face, "Brother, this... this matter may not be handled well by me. Although that bad boy Xiong is not a powerful figure, his boss is very powerful. He is Lian Haolong, a famous town in Hong Kong. I..."

Lu Hao didn't say the rest of the words, but Lu Yongqiang knew what it meant. Lu Hao was scared. Not only Lu Hao was scared, but Lu Yongqiang was also shocked.

Lian Haolong is a well-known tough guy in Hong Kong City. Not only is he the Red Stick of the Number Gang, he is also known as the best fighter in Hong Kong City's society. No matter how much truth there is in the title of the best fighter, since he dares to brag like that, his skills must be good.

Lu Yongqiang thought for a moment and asked, "Huangmao, how long will it take for your brother's injury to heal?"

Huang Maoji said, "The doctor said that if the recovery is slow, it will take a month. If the recovery is fast, it will take about half a month."

Lu Yongqiang thought about it for a moment and said, "There's no rush for this. Once my injury is healed, I'll go talk to that scoundrel Xiong myself. Your brother is just a scoundrel. At most, I can give him a big red envelope, and he shouldn't do anything bad."

Lu Yongqiang and several others were dividing the money in the office on the third floor, and Lu Yongheng took the money bag to the lobby downstairs to divide the money as well.

Lu Yongheng came to the first-floor lobby with a bag and poured the money in the bag onto a table in front of everyone in the lobby.

Seeing the small pile of banknotes on the table, everyone in the hall began to breathe faster, and some people even swallowed unconsciously.

A burly man with an eagle tattoo on his shoulder asked unsurely, "Brother Heng, is this money for us?"

This burly man was in his thirties and looked more robust than Lu Yongheng, but the flattering smile on his face made it clear that he was not a powerful figure.

Lu Yongheng glanced at the burly man, a hint of annoyance on his face. He then frowned and said, "Old Eagle, aren't you going to transfer to Dinosaur? Who asked you to come here today?"

As Lu Yongheng finished speaking, the burly man said flatteringly, "Brother Heng, there's no such thing as transferring to the Dinosaur Sect. That's all just nonsense from that grandson, Old Dog. You can't just listen to one side and believe it."

As soon as the burly man finished speaking, a short man next to him immediately spoke up, "Old Eagle, I wasn't the only one who heard you say you wanted to change jobs. Soldier and Skinny Monkey also heard it. You can't deny it."

"Old Dog, that soldier is dating your daughter, and that skinny guy is your neighbor. These two are in cahoots with you, and their words can't be used as evidence." The old eagle got anxious and retorted to the old dog, then explained to Lu Yongheng, "Brother Heng, the three of them are in cahoots. They are deliberately making up rumors about me. Don't believe them."

Lu Yongheng pressed his hands down and said, "Alright! Stop arguing. Brother Qiang is on the third floor now. Go up there and explain to him... Oh, Shouhou and Bingzai should come up too."

Hearing what Lu Yongheng said, a smile appeared on the eagle's face, while a hint of hesitation flashed in the old dog's eyes.

At the beginning, Lu Yongqiang only planned to give each of these people a few hundred yuan and be done with it, but after those streets were given up one by one, people began to become uneasy, and some people even went around colluding with others to transfer to someone else's company.

There was no other way. In order to appease people, Lu Yongqiang had to gather everyone together to divide the money. At first, he thought of giving each of them a thousand yuan, but Lu Yongqiang thought about it and decided that since they had to hold such a money-sharing meeting, a thousand yuan per person would be a bit stingy. He decided to be generous and directly give out 500,000 yuan.

After the four men went upstairs, Lu Yongheng put one hand on the money and said with the other, "I know many of you are dissatisfied with Brother Qiang giving up the territory he had acquired. Today, some people even shouted that Brother Qiang was a coward, saying that he only knew how to flatter and was not worthy of being the boss."

At this point, Lu Yongheng slammed his hand on the table, and then said angrily: "When you f*cking say these things, check your conscience and ask yourself if Brother Qiang has done anything to let you down.

Before Brother Qiang came to power, how many of you couldn't even afford to eat, and how many of you could only barely afford to eat, without being able to take care of your families at all.

But what about now? For those of you who work hard, it's easy to earn three to five thousand yuan a month. Even those who just muddle along like before can still get more than one to two thousand yuan a month.

In addition, if any of you have an emergency at home, Brother Qiang will help you solve it as long as he knows about it.

Er Laizi, your daughter is sick, but you don't have the money to send her to the hospital, so you can only drink alone. In the end, will Brother Qiang pay for your daughter's medical treatment?

Sanmazi, your mother broke her leg, and you bastard, you don't know which woman's bed she is lying in, and you can't find her. Did Brother Qiang ask someone to send your mother to the hospital, and in the end, Brother Qiang paid for the medical expenses.

"Your consciences have been eaten by dogs. Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but I heard that you led a riot this afternoon. Brother Qiang softened his heart and said that this matter should be forgotten. However, I think we should not keep you here anymore. You should find somewhere else to go!"

As he spoke, Lu Yongheng waved his hand, and four men walked out of the crowd. They grabbed two people each and took them out of the bar.

Suddenly, someone broke free and shouted, "Lu Yongheng, what qualifications do you have to kick me out? When I joined Hongxing, you were barely playing in the mud."