Hong Kong variety show: Building a century-old family, starting with Hung Hing

The Mediterranean-looking boss rushed up to He Jinyin and said loudly.

"What should I do?"

He Jinyin panicked a little. Before his boss could reply, He Jinyin came up with a solution and made a phone call.

Although he was a nobody before, he still understood basic social etiquette.

Moreover, He Jinyin was able to establish himself in the food industry.

However, since it was Jiang Tiansheng, the big boss, who personally gave the order, there were quite a few people who were willing to befriend him. He knew some people in the legal and financial departments and had some connections.

"That's how it is..."

I didn't offer any money. Mr. Jiang said I just needed to focus on doing business well.

He Jinyin wasn't stupid; he directly brought up Jiang Tiansheng's name.

Suddenly.

The people in the legal, public relations, and financial departments fell silent, offering only slight smiles.

Since it's Mr. Jiang's idea, let's follow the rules and handle it officially.

"Don't worry, Manager He, we will handle this matter properly in accordance with Hong Kong's laws and regulations."

That God of Cookery's company has some prestige?

In the stock market, we'll use some tactics on him to show him who the real uncrowned king is in Hong Kong.

"Next time you come to my restaurant, I guarantee you'll eat healthily, with absolutely no added hormones."

He Jinyin said sincerely, to show his utmost sincerity.

The legal and financial departments readily agreed, saying that the company cafeteria's food was always healthy, and He Jinyin's cooking was not only healthy but also gave people peace of mind.

He's a straightforward and honest person with no ulterior motives, so many people in the company are happy to be his friends, at least they don't have to worry about being taken advantage of.

This is very valuable.

...

"what?

"Who dares to cause trouble for our Xinghe Group?"

Chan Ho-nam, the gangster boss of Causeway Bay, has returned to the scene. This time, he is not carrying a machete or wearing the denim outfit of a gangster, but is dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

Inside the Night Paradise venue on Portland Street.

Chen Haonan looked at Big Fei and Big D in front of him and said coldly, "Who did this?"

"Someone actually dares to oppose our Xinghe Group?"

Chen Haonan sneered, a ruthless glint in his eyes, "These people simply don't want to live. Don't they know what Mr. Jiang did before he got involved in legitimate business?"

You really don't know how to live or die."

"Just leave this to your underlings. We've all cleaned up our act now."

Besides, Mr. Chiang hasn't spoken yet.

Big D spoke impatiently.

Lin Huaiyue, with a smile that concealed a dagger, said, "My underlings will handle it."

I did some research on the background of that "God of Cookery" Stephen Chow beforehand. He's just an arrogant brat who doesn't know his place. He's only so cocky because he inherited his family business.

Teach him a lesson, find someone to beat him up.

He knew he was wrong.

"By the way, don't let anyone die, otherwise Mr. Jiang will be implicated."

He'll be unhappy.

"Okay, let's do it."

The crowd dispersed and began to act on their own.

Not long after, that afternoon.

Stephen Chow and his entourage were walking down the street when they were suddenly stuffed into sacks and thrown into a van.

When he woke up, he had already been severely punished and then sent to the hospital.

When I was discharged from the hospital again.

Police officers from the Kowloon Police Station came to the door.

"Sir, we strongly suspect that the food you consumed at your hotel was expired beef. Please come with us for questioning..."

Expired beef?

How is this possible! "

Stephen Chow stared wide-eyed, resolutely denying it.

But his expression quickly turned grim.

He suddenly remembered that not long ago, he and his old partner had just bought a batch of beef.

"It's you, I'm so happy!"

he shouted.

Da Kuaile walked in from outside the villa, followed by a group of followers.

"Blame it on yourself for offending the Galaxy Group."

I hadn't yet made up my mind to report you, this so-called 'God of Cookery'.

Your father's family has a lot of goodwill left behind, but you can't distinguish right from wrong and have offended the Xinghe Group. Those so-called goodwill is nothing in front of Mr. Jiang.

You arrogant brat who doesn't know your place.

In Hong Kong, Mr. Chiang is a god.

Officers, you can take him away now.

I just bought this villa through the courts; it's my home now.

Big Joy, with a cigar in his mouth, shouted at Stephen Chow, who was hysterical and almost insane, in front of him.

"You'll die a horrible death! I trusted you so much before, but without me, the God of Cookery, your business will definitely not be doing well!"

"is it?"

Da Kuaile sneered and stretched out his right hand.

The next second, Tang Niu appeared.

“I am the new God of Cookery to replace you, boss. You shouldn’t have offended Mr. Jiang.”

Tang Niu laughed loudly, "I'm not as stupid as you."

There are always people more capable than you, and there's always a higher level to reach. In Hong Kong, Mr. Chiang Kai-shek is the highest authority.

Tang Niu, chubby and plump, loudly mocked Stephen Zhou.

As Stephen Zhou was being led into the police car, he felt utterly hopeless, thinking helplessly, "Is Mr. Jiang really that powerful?"

When he came out of the detention cell, he was penniless.

Stephen Chow arrived at the food street and, in this place where ordinary people gathered, casually ordered a plate of stir-fried chop suey.

"The spinach wasn't washed properly, and the glass noodles weren't even cooked! Look at this offal, there's even poop on it! Auntie, how about you compensate me a million or eight million so I can make a comeback?"

Consider this payment for my medical expenses!

Stephen Chow started extorting money.

The next second, Turkey Sister slammed the cleaver in her hand down in front of him, and Stephen Chow was so frightened that he shuddered.

"I'm a God of Cookery, can't you give me some face, honey!"

"The God of Cookery who offended Mr. Jiang?"

Turkey Sister looked disdainful.

"Why is this Mr. Jiang everywhere? Does he own the whole world?"

Stephen Chow fell into self-doubt.

They didn't notice at all.

His last hope for redemption was fading away, and Turkey Sister's gaze toward him grew increasingly disappointed.

On the open day of the luxury cruise ship, a group of wealthy people boarded the ship.

It has a full range of gambling equipment, including gambling tables, 36-point playing cards, sic bo, dice, and more.

The ship sailed away from the Hong Kong waterfront and gradually headed towards international waters.

This time, Stephen Chow wasn't on the ship, but Chen Daozai was still full of confidence.

With Jiang Tiansheng's reminder, those high-tech cheating methods were no longer effective against him.

When the army learned that Ah Xing had made a fortune in Macau and even became a croupier, they promptly came from the mainland.

In the casinos of Macau, money earned through special abilities cannot be spent, so Dajun became a proud dealer and even brought his elderly mother to live with him, where they now enjoy a comfortable life.

At this moment on this ship, Chen Daozai and Hussein are evenly matched in strength.

"Three million US dollars, I'll go with it!"

Chen Daozai said confidently, opening his briefcase and neatly placing three million US dollars on the gambling table in front of him.

"you are vicious!"

Hussein sneered, "Then I'll play with you."

Li Xinxin moved among the socialites and wives, her face beaming with a bright smile.

See this scene.

She approached Jiang Tiansheng in the crowd and asked, "Who do you think will win?"

"It would be too shameful if the apprentice of the God of Gamblers Ko Chun couldn't even handle Hussein."

Seeing her husband's stance, Li Xinxin chose to trust him unconditionally.

She took out her savings and placed them directly on the chips.

Seeing this wealthy woman make a bet, Hussein's expression changed slightly: "Mrs. Jiang, we're just gambling for fun, there's no need to place such a large bet."

"It's fine."

Li Xinxin waved her hand dismissively, "It's just a million US dollars. If I win, I can make a little more money. If I lose, I can just ask my man for it."

As Li Xinxin spoke, she looked at Jiang Tiansheng.

Hussein's face turned green instantly.

One million US dollars is no small sum on this ship, but for Jiang Tiansheng it's just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

Hussein gave an awkward laugh, sat back down, and thought to himself, "This Mr. Jiang is damn rich, he's practically the richest man in Hong Kong!"

International notorious bandit Fu Guang witnessed the scene just now and exclaimed with exaggerated emotion, "What a damn pity! If only we could have robbed all the rich people on this ship!"

"I probably have enough money for the rest of my life; I could buy an island and become king."

Fu Guang felt increasingly heartbroken as he thought about it.

At this moment, Gong Wei came to his side and gestured to the surroundings: "Brother, calm down, Xinghe Security personnel have also boarded the ship."

"understood!"

Fu Guang responded impatiently, watching helplessly as so much money slipped away before his eyes.

He was heartbroken, feeling that all that money should have belonged to him.

Jiang Tiansheng left the gambling table and returned to the deck. He looked at the boundless blue sea nearby, where several seagulls cried merrily in the sky and the waves rose and fell around him.

With careful observation and specialized equipment, one can clearly see a wide variety of marine life beneath the surface.

Ya Zi approached Jiang Tiansheng and whispered a reminder: "Mr. Jiang, something's not right with this ship."

"People from your Wan Chai Police Station are here too?"

Jiang Tiansheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible arc, and he said calmly, "Hussein's actions this time have caused quite a stir, but unfortunately, they are full of flaws."

Even the police were alerted, which shows how arrogant he was in setting up this scheme.

Even if Chen Daozai suffers a crushing defeat, Hussein will not be able to leave this ship today.

As for his subordinates planted by various forces, they are not a threat.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for your previous assistance to the Wan Chai Police Station."

The bud stretched out its hand.

Jiang Tiansheng gave it a gentle handshake, displaying his gentlemanly demeanor.

Ya Zi suddenly smiled gently: "It seems the rumors are wrong."

Jiang Tiansheng's face darkened. He knew what rumor she was referring to, but he didn't explain further, knowing that the more he explained, the worse it might get.

Jiang Tiansheng turned and left.

Ya Zi stared at his retreating figure, feeling increasingly puzzled.

Why did Jiang Tiansheng suddenly become so close to the suspect they had identified in their plan, and why did the two seem to be quite familiar with each other?

The more Ya Zi thought about it, the less she understood.

"Gong Wei?"

An undercover agent sent from the mainland.

As soon as Jiang Tiansheng appeared, he exposed Gong Wei's identity, saying, "Don't worry, your companions aren't here. My men have already led them aside, so your identity won't be exposed, and your mission won't be ruined."