Chapter 44 If you want to be seated, you need to invest some money first.
Chapter 44 If you want to be seated, you need to invest some money first.
Lin Yuanshan walked through the crowd and entered the room.
Three worn-out sofas, a solid wood coffee table, and an office desk—this was the place where a powerful figure in the underworld and his trusted accountant spent their days.
Besides two light bulbs, the room contained only two electrical appliances: a ceiling fan and a rotary dial telephone.
Then look at the desk and you'll see bundles of loose change and stacks of coins.
Without Biandanwei needing to confess, Lin Yuanshan could vaguely guess why these people insisted on sticking close to him.
At this moment, Biandanwei and Shiyeming had already entered the room.
The advisor Ming casually closed the door, shutting out the discussions outside caused by Lin Yuanshan's words.
Inviting Lin Yuanshan and his companion to sit down, Biandanwei got straight to the point.
He was leaving that night when he met Wu Shih-hao on the way.
Because of his own suspicion, he misjudged Lin Yuanshan's identity and impulsively sent people to spread rumors in the underworld in order to steal Wu Shih-hao's "sugar daddy." The whole thing was explained in detail.
"Mr. Lin, that's how it is."
If there's any misunderstanding, it's definitely my fault.
But we're the kind of people who stick to our word!
I already backed down and became a laughing stock after competing with Yu Tou Ming for the Sham Shui Po pier.
If I break my promise again this time, I don't care about myself; at most, I'll run away to Siam.
But what about my brothers who are with me?
There are thirty-six people outside, but they are only stationed in the few places around Tuodi.
Actually, there are about a hundred people who eat with me.
Now, I have sent someone to inform them to come back and see you.
I, Awei, am a rough man, not a petty one!
"I never intended to force you to support us." Biandanwei said sincerely, and at the end, he puffed out his chest with pride: "I just wanted you to see for yourself."
We may be poor, but we're all tough guys who dare to fight and kill. If you take us in today, you won't regret it.
Three strikes and you're out!
Lin Yuanshan pushed him twice, but Biandanwei could still say these words.
The current situation has put both sides in a difficult position.
If not handled properly, the situation could really get out of hand.
After silently smoking half a cigarette, Lin Yuanshan looked at the clerk, Ming: "Your name is Ming, right? I think I heard you introduce yourself at the door just now. You're Brother Wei's White Paper Fan?"
"Ah Ming is just a blue lantern, he's not even a 49, let alone a certified officer." Carrying pole Wei took over the conversation and gave a detailed introduction to Ah Ming's situation.
Upon hearing that this teacher, whose license had been revoked, actually planned to come and offer his services tomorrow, I was surprised to find that he was actually planning to do so.
Lin Yuanshan couldn't help but laugh and said, "I didn't expect Brother Ming to be so optimistic about Yuanshan Plastics."
Okay, since you're Brother Wei's accountant, could you please introduce the businesses and situation of his branch?
The clerk glanced at Biandanwei, and after receiving a nod of permission, he cleared his throat and recounted the situation of the branch as if it were his own family history.
There are black and white, let's start with the white.
In the dormitory area, there is a grocery store, a porterage, and a job placement agency for coolies.
This was a traditional business of old-style gangs; the shops were used to launder dirty money.
The manual labor trade involves gathering porters, casual laborers, goods carriers, and other laborers, and taking a cut of their earnings.
In addition, Bien Dan Wai also controlled half of the western section of Wo Chai Street, where tea houses, herbal tea stalls, and late-night food stalls operated...
Anyone who opened a shop, including street vendors, had to pay protection money to the gang led by Biandanwei.
Next comes the black market industry.
There were two dark huts, a group of nightingales, and three fish ball stalls.
Fish, shrimp and crab used to have a shop in Shek Kip Mei Estate, but it was driven out by people from there. Now, for gambling, there's only this Tai Shun Mahjong Parlor and a Pai Gow stall in a back alley of the squatter area.
Of course, where there is gambling, there will naturally be loan sharks.
However, the clerk's words were vague and glossed over, and the accounting desk was covered with loose change. It was obvious that this business was just a name without substance and couldn't be done.
As for why there are no fans?
Without the capability, it can't be started.
After listening, Lin Yuanshan had a general understanding of the current situation of Biandanwei's gang.
Fortunately, because he lacked the means, he didn't get involved with drugs.
This, ironically, gave Lin Yuanshan a reason to take in this group of poor people.
"How much money is left in the books?" Lin Yuanshan had already made up his mind and looked at Biandanwei.
Biandanwei made a seven gesture with his right hand: "In cash, it's about seven thousand yuan."
"Wow!" Tie Tou was shocked; there was so much money.
The next second, the advisor Ming added, "This is the amount that is withheld and handed over to the gang. According to regulations, each branch must pay 10,000 yuan to the gang's public account every month."
Wei Ge owed one installment, so he intercepted the money.
Because of our last fight with Fish Head Ming, many of our brothers needed medical treatment and compensation, so…”
"So you're saying you came to me because you want me to pay you three thousand dollars to cover your losses?" Lin Yuanshan said with a playful smile.
Biandanwei rubbed his palms sheepishly: "Mr. Lin, I swear to God, I'll take the money. I'll spend the three thousand on my brothers."
I personally put in nearly 20,000 yuan.
"That's right! Mr. Lin, I can testify for Brother Wei!"
When you asked about the situation at the temple, I gave you the truth.
"Now that we've discussed this to this extent, we can't hide the purpose of those few thousand dollars." The clerk, Ming, said seriously, then took out the account book: "Every single penny is written down here. I'm open to auditing the accounts."
"No need! I'm just wondering, when other people become bosses, they all wear gold and silver, but Brother Wei, you become a boss and not only do you cause the gang to go bankrupt, but you also take out your own private money to subsidize it." Lin Yuanshan looked at Biandan Wei from head to toe with the same look he had when he first looked at Tie Tou.
Biandanwei scratched his head and replied awkwardly, "Are you indirectly praising me for being loyal? I'm quite embarrassed."
These words were met with a chorus of boos.
However, the tense atmosphere that Lin Yuanshan had created by counting the days completely dissipated.
As the laughter subsided, Lin Yuanshan looked at Biandanwei and said something that made the clerk sitting next to him turn pale: "Seven thousand dollars, I need it."
Biandanwei took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly nodded: "Okay!"
"Aren't you afraid of being fooled by me?" Lin Yuanshan looked at him curiously.
Biandanwei's expression was quite bitter: "Actually, before you came here, Master Ming was still advising me that I had no other way to go except through you, unless I was willing to run away or leave the martial arts world."
So, since the situation has deteriorated to this extent, I have no choice but to go all the way down this path.
After all, how much worse can things get?
Lin Yuanshan laughed upon hearing this, patting Biandanwei on the shoulder: "Brother Wei, it's only seven thousand yuan, no need to make it seem like we're going to the execution ground."
"Just call me Awei." Biandanwei shook his head repeatedly, then got up and took out a stack of bills from the drawer: "Aming said that this last round of all-in poker is a gamble where you're almost guaranteed to die if you go to the table, and if you don't gamble, you're doomed!"
Actually, it's still hard to see clearly what happened.
To get on the table, you need some capital. Come on, Mr. Lin, seven thousand dollars, plus about two hundred of us in the gang, we're betting on you to win big!
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