Hong Kong variety show: This gangster is so wicked he's practically wicked.

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Dreaming of Paris.

Gao Qiang's office.

Gao Qiang picked up Da Hong and placed him on his desk.

He took the band-aid from Achan and asked as he applied it:

"Did you win?"

Da Hong nodded, looking at Gao Qiang and saying in a childish voice, "I won, he has more marks on his face than me."

"Wow, that's awesome. From now on, if anyone dares to bully you, you can beat them up, but you're not allowed to bully anyone else."

Gao Qiang patted Da Hong's head and said:

"If there are too many of them, run away and find a teacher."

"The teacher doesn't care, so you resort to Brother Qiang's name. You haven't even gotten anywhere with him, and you're already coming to him for help. Do you understand?"

During this period, schools on Hong Kong Island were infiltrated by gangsters, and school bullying was commonplace.

Gao Qiang understood this feeling. He had started practicing the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff because he had been beaten up when he was in school.

"Oh, I understand."

Da Hong nodded obediently.

Achan's eyes welled up with tears when she saw this scene. In her imagination, the child's father should be someone like Gao Qiang.

Seeing that Gao Qiang seemed to like Da Hong, he wondered if Brother Qiang was married or had a girlfriend.

She was so disappointed in Wei Jixiang; he was irresponsible, neglected his family, and couldn't compare to Brother Qiang.

Achan said, "Brother Qiang, I want to work at Dream Paris."

Gao Qiang frowned slightly: "Okay, I'm short-staffed right now. I'll pay you. Come and try it out for a few days, and think it over before you decide."

He certainly wanted to take this "capable assistant" in, because these managers would be very useful when he had his own territory in the future.

Although he always verbally advised prostitutes to reform themselves, he never advised respectable women to go into prostitution.

This industry is too murky; it's easy to get in but hard to get out, especially since Achan is a grateful person.

Ruby remained silent, only staring at Achan and Gao Qiang.

The three of them became a family, and I became an outsider?

Women are the most sensitive.

Seeing that there was still a possibility for the two to develop their relationship further, Ruby chimed in:

"Yes, Ah Chan, you should think about it again."

"Brother Qiang, let's go check on how the girls' clothes are changing."

As he spoke, he dragged Achan away.

Da Hong was left in the office by Gao Qiang to do his homework.

Gao Qiang himself was holding a book on fashion design, trying to learn something new.

……

The entrance to the Golden Phoenix Nightclub.

The parking attendants sitting at the entrance yawned a few times out of boredom.

Ding Xiaoxie paced back and forth, glancing at his watch every now and then.

It was already past 9 PM, peak time, and Golden Phoenix had only booked 20% of its private rooms.

"Boss Wang, we're having a campus party today, and we can even win gold!"

"Already at Dream Paris? Come over anytime if you're not interested."

Jialing was making one phone call after another, her face looking rather pale.

Those old regulars either don't answer the phone, are in Paris dreaming, or are on their way to get there.

"Even if the Dream Paris flight attendant party is well organized, where did Gao Qiang get so many girls from?" She had many questions in her mind.

Before Dream Paris could close down, Ding Xiaoxie lost his own business.

000——

Ding Xiaoxie's phone rang. He answered it, and the familiar opening line came through the receiver:

"Hey boss, this is Dream Paris's place..."

Ding Xiaoxie quickly interrupted, "Ah Dong, come back and we'll talk!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

He didn't want to hear any more news about Dream Paris, but he couldn't bring himself to hit anyone.

Jialing hung up the phone again, sighed helplessly, and then noticed that Ding Xiaoxie was looking at her.

Ding Xiaoxie gave her a look, and she followed him inside.

Inside the office.

"Jialing, didn't you say Gao Qiang was an amateur?" Ding Xiaoxie's eyes and tone were full of doubt.

Jialing frowned, didn't reply, and just quietly smoked.

She couldn't figure out what was going on either. Even if business was good at Dream Paris, her own business shouldn't be bad either.

I completely copied Dream Paris, so why is the result different?

A long silence fell over the office.

dong dong dong-

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door. Ding Xiaoxie and Jialing got up at the same time and looked at the door.

The henchman named Ah Dong pushed open the door and came in to report to Ding Xiaoxie:

"Boss, Dream Paris is really lively! All the private rooms are booked, and there are sixty or seventy girls..."

It was that familiar starting stance and that excited tone again.

With a snap.

Ding Xiaoxie slapped him hard across the face and said viciously:

"Don't fucking give up on Dream Paris..."

Jialing, who was standing nearby, asked, "Where did Gao Qiang find so many girls?"

Ah Dong covered his face, looking somewhat aggrieved, and said softly, "They brought it from a new madam named Ah Chan."

Jialing gasped, muttering, "Achan? Didn't she retire from the trade two or three years ago?"

She had heard of this once-famous Chinatown madam, who had retired from her life of prostitution at the height of her fame and returned to her family.

How did Gao Qiang, a rookie gangster, manage to get her help?

Did they spend a lot of money to do business at a loss?

Jialing was filled with questions.

Seeing Jialing's stunned expression, Ding Xiaoxie became even angrier. He waved for Adong to leave, and Adong scurried away.

After everyone left, he walked up to Jialing and questioned her:

"Jialing, didn't you say Gao Qiang didn't know anything? How did you manage to win over Dream Paris in just three days?"

"Now that the Dream Paris deal is ruined, my business is on the verge of collapse!"

Jialing's face darkened; she was embarrassed and stood up to explain:

"They're definitely losing money to gain publicity, just to stall Gao Qiang for a few more days..."

"No."

Before he could finish speaking, Ding Xiaoxie waved his hand to interrupt him:

"Jialing, you'll still be in charge of the venue from now on, just focus on being the madam!"

He had already spent a lot of money to sign Jia Ling, and he didn't want to waste the money he had worked so hard to earn by beating people.

Jialing wanted to explain, but a voice came from the doorway:

"Hey boss, I forgot to tell you, I saw Second Brother at Dream Paris, he was having a great time."

Before he could finish speaking, a leather shoe struck Ah Dong's head, which was sticking out against the door frame.

"Go do your work," Ding Xiaoxie, who was barefoot on one foot, dismissed him.

Jialing left helplessly.

She knew she had failed at Golden Phoenix, and it was almost impossible for her to climb up the ranks.

She began to regret going against Gao Qiang, and even made some remarks before leaving.

Mingming Gaoqiang's request was very simple: he just wanted her to pay attention to hygiene and not to flick cigarette ash outside.

But Ding Xiaoxie made me work on Huang Meng Paris.

……

A Jaguar drove out of the Hotel of Resilience.

inside the car.

"Ah Le, Lian Haolong has really gone all out this time."

As he spoke, Longgen patted the leather suitcase at his feet.

The suitcase contained a full HK$600,000.

Ah Le smiled and nodded: "This is nothing to him. The amount of money thrown into the sea by those big-time demolishers is many times greater than this."

Lian Haolong took advantage of the 100-day celebration to act as a peacemaker, mediating between Longgen and Feihong of Changle Society.

This 600,000 yuan was compensation for the two henchmen of Longgen that were injured by the Chang Le Society half a month ago when they caused trouble.

Let Longgen stop here and not retaliate further.

Originally, Lung Gen did not intend to accept the reconciliation. He planned to wait until Ah Lok had established himself in Shanghai Street before joining forces to wipe out the Chang Lok Society's territory.

But a few days ago, Uncle Deng called and said that Senior Inspector Liao Yongzhong of the West Kowloon Anti-Triad Unit told Wo Luen Shing not to cause trouble, or they could forget about working for him.

I don't know if it was really the messenger's idea or Uncle Deng's.

Regardless of whose intention it was, Uncle Deng received a considerable amount of money.

Longgenzaba took a drag of his cigarette and asked, "A-Le, what do you think?"

Ah Le said expressionlessly, "I already said last time, it's up to Uncle Longgen to decide what to do. If you want to fight, I'll help you."

This was also the agreement he made with Longgen last time.

Long Gen naturally knew that this was a delaying tactic by the Chang Le Society.

This is not the first time there has been a conflict with the Chang Le Society, nor is it the first time for negotiations.

Long Gen exhaled a puff of smoke and hesitated, "Deng Wei told me not to cause any trouble lately, the police are keeping a close eye on us."

Ah Le didn't respond. He knew what Long Gen wanted to say, but he couldn't bring it up himself.

Seeing that Ah Le didn't respond, Long Gen's eyes darted around:

"I can't take direct action, so help me find a reason that won't offend either side."

Ah Le feigned hesitation: "Uncle Deng, I'd have a hard time explaining that..."

"Ah Le, please help me. I'll cast my sacred vote for you in this election for the leader."

Longgen turned to look at Ale and pulled out his last card.

After hesitating for a moment, Ah Le smiled and said, "Since Uncle Longgen has said so, I'll give it a try."

The right to elect the leader of Wo Luen Shing mainly rests with Uncle Deng, Chuan Bao, and Long Gen.

Deng Bo repeatedly hinted that he would support him.

The guy who sells laundry detergent has business dealings with Big D, so there's no way he'd vote for him.

Therefore, the key to success or failure lies in the dragon's root.

Before, I dragged Longgen to fight on Shanghai Street so he could get a bargain. Now I have to help him again. Isn't it all for this vote?

As for who will make the move, it will definitely be his godson Gao Qiang, who is currently riding high on his popularity.

If Deng Bo is blamed, I can just let Gao Qiang take the fall. I'll pretend I don't know anything, and it won't affect the election of the person in charge.

Ah Le remembered that he had never gone fishing with Gao Qiang.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jimmy gazed at the neon lights flowing outside the window and sighed deeply.

He doesn't want to fight or cause trouble; he just wants to do business.

He had heard that Dream Paris was hosting a themed party these past few days and that business was booming.

I was going to mention to Ah Le that I should go and study, but I'm not in the mood right now.

They should just stick to their pirated CD business.