Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 2 The Age of Prefixes

"Brother Le, why are you in a daze, do you miss that pretty girl?"

"Do you want me to call Ah Xiang? Ask her to come and accompany you?"

Lin Huaile sat on the chair at the entrance of Heshengque Pavilion, quietly watching the passers-by at the entrance.

Chang Mao held two boxes of char siu rice in his hand, walked up to him, and asked loudly.

Lin Huaile looked at the loyal but not very smart younger brother beside him, and didn't answer, but took the barbecued pork rice from his hand and ate it.

Counting today, he has joined Hexinghe for a week, and he has roughly figured out the basic situation.

Yes, he crossed!
This vulgar scene came to me.

I don't know if it's some kind of fate, but in the past and present, he used the same name, Lin Huaile.

On Hong Kong Island in the early 70s, business was booming, and the four major detectives, who were only one-handed, also went overseas, and the order of the rivers and lakes was rewritten once again.

The big Chinese businessman hides behind the stage, living a happy life with luxury and money.

The ghosts are greedy one by one. As long as they make money, no one cares about the chaos on Hong Kong Island.

It was the best of times and the worst of times for corporate members.

If your fist is hard and your head is flexible, you will have a bright future.

Similarly, if there is someone who is worse than you and has a harder fist, you have to obediently give way.

Otherwise, fight with your life to see who God favors more.

His short-lived old man was He Xinghe's uncle, Shuanglong Lin.

When I was young, I fought and killed with the club, and finally made it through and became a big boss.

But the good times have not passed for a few years. A while ago, he was hacked to death on the street by Xin Kee's Tuen Mun spokesperson, Yato Biao, because he was fighting with Xin Ji for the red oil business (smuggled diesel).

As soon as Laodou was gone, the house immediately dispersed.

I am cheap to my old mother, and immediately sold the family property, and ran to the Netherlands with my old bean's driver, staying and flying together.

There is no room and no ridge of land, which is a true portrayal of him at present.

Bloody to the extreme!
Fortunately, my old lady is unreliable, and there are prefixes to rely on.

Old Dou died because of the association, so the association naturally needs to explain something.

So, there was the scene of Lin Huaile joining the club.

The prefix of Lin Huaile is He Xinghe, a member of the big Hutchison family.

Hongmen is one family in the world.

Heji in the Greater Bay Area was split from Hehetu, but Hehetu is only a sub-helm of the Dagongtang, and the main hall is still in Honolulu.

Origin is origin, reality is reality, no one will care about it.

Now in Hutchison Records, He Lian Sheng and He Sheng He are the most popular, and He He Zhen is the worst.

He Xinghe did not rank in the front, nor did he act as a tail car. He mixed in neither salty nor light, and made a fortune in silence.

Xinji has five tigers and ten elites, He Liansheng has five big bottoms, six big double bonus red sticks, Daquan and Yiqun have master masters, while Hexinghe only has five stars.

It's not to make a splash, saying that the five stars are out of the east and benefit the Chinese, but because the territory of Hexinghe is only enough to support five big bottoms. This is the gap in strength.

After all, the territory is built by the brothers fighting with their lives.

Whether it is to get ahead or take revenge, you need to rely on yourself.

Thinking of this, Lin Huaile, who was already hungry, put down the spoon in his hand and sighed involuntarily.

Changmao has been with Lin Huaile since he was a child. Seeing that his boss is unhappy, he also put down his spoon and comforted him: "Brother Le, you are still thinking about Uncle Long."

"Didn't Grandpa say that the association will handle it?"

"Let's wait and see!".

This is just to coax a fool like Changmao, Lin Huaile doesn't believe it anyway.

The Xinji tree has big roots and deep roots. It has just eaten Tuen Mun, and it threatens to find out in the Jianghu, and it is in the limelight.

Yato Biao looked at Tsuen Wan as if he were looking at a naked Hong Kong lady, and his saliva dripped on the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that the two associations were still talking about numbers, he would have brought people in.

Lin Huaile assessed the strength of the two clubs, and he knew with his ass that there was a high probability that Qilin would not stand up for his sworn brothers.

If it is beneficial, it is a good brother, if it is not beneficial, it is A, B, C, Ding.

However, Qilin wouldn't just let it go, as soon as he became a sitter, he would be a turtle with a shy head, and his life in the past five years must be difficult.

In the arena, people must also think that harmony and weakness can be bullied.

The old four and nine who follow the club to warm money will also think that Qilin is a coward and soft-hearted, and feel dissatisfied with the club.

This is the only variable to solve this matter!

Gotta grab this opportunity!
When the two were squatting on the side of the road, the glass door of the Hexing Bird House was pushed open, and a young man poked his head out and shouted at Lin Huaile: "Brother Le, Sister Mei is looking for you."

Lin Huaile patted the ashes on his jeans, rubbed his long greasy hair that hadn't been washed for several days, threw the unfinished char siu rice into the trash can, and walked into the bird without looking back. museum.

Inside the sparrow house, there was still the same smoky atmosphere as before, with shouts, second-hand smoke, and strong foot odor.

Lin Huaile covered his mouth and nose, as if passing through a poisonous gas formation, lowered his head, stooped, ran in, and only dared to inhale when he entered the back office.

The office is the financial office.

Gambling is prohibited on Hong Kong Island, but mahjong halls (mahjong halls) can be operated legally as long as they apply to the government and obtain a license.

The children of Southern Guangdong have a gambler gene in their bones, because whether they go to Nanyang or go to the West, they always put their heads on their belts to gain their future.

As the saying goes, nine out of ten gamblers lose, and they are not as good as pigs when they go bankrupt.

There are pearls and jades in front of them, but they can't stop these bad boys from sending their hard-earned silver paper to the hands of the dealer.

Stacks of banknotes are stacked on the table, and the younger brothers are counting them one by one, preparing to deposit them in the bank in the afternoon.

"Brother Le."

"Master Le!"

"."

Seeing Lin Huaile come in with his head bowed, the younger brothers greeted each other.

"well.."

Lin Huaile agreed a few times casually, then walked to the phone and picked up the receiver.

"Ale!"

"Boss."

"Grandpa wants to see you, you go to Red Rose first, let's go there together!"

"Okay, boss, I'm leaving now."

"Well! Let's do this first."

Putting down the phone, Lin Huaile sat at his desk.

Qilin wants to see him!
It should be about my old bean, the club has an explanation.

What kind of argument will there be?

Qilin's new official has three fires in office, and he can't just be a eggless tortoise just because Xinji's power is flourishing, really shrunk!
The more I thought about it, the more I got a headache. I took out a pack of cigarettes, randomly grabbed the lighter on the table and lit it. Lin Huaile took a big puff in his mouth, but because of the strong suction, he choked his lungs and coughed violently.

This is a common mistake new smokers make.

Lin Huaile doesn't smoke. Even when he was lurking in the drug den, he never thought of smoking. He doesn't do things that hurt his head.

But the former owner of Naihe's body was an old smoker, so in order not to let others see his flaws, he had to follow suit.

This is also the basic skill of undercover, acting.

"Brother Le, what does the boss want you to do?"

Changmao also walked into the office and asked curiously when he saw Lin Huaile coughing.

Lin Huaile coughed for a while, took a sip of water, suppressed the cough in his chest, grabbed the car key on the table, threw it to Changmao, and said, "Send me to Red Rose!".

The Red Rose House is considered to be the Tuodi at the entrance of Yuen Long, and most of the businesses under Mei Jie's business belong to Zhengxing, so there is no need to hide it.

Similarly, Sister Mei is also the one who has the fewest horses in the big bottom.

There is a Fuhao (Volvo) parked in front of the bird house, which is a gift from Lin Huaile on his birthday.

Although it is a water truck, it is relatively new. Ssangyong Lin spent a little money to complete the formalities and put on the license plate.

It is now in the early 70s, and the wages of Hong Kong people are pitifully low. Students who graduated from the University of Hong Kong only earn three to four thousand a month, and a house in Tuen Mun is tens of thousands.

Although the number of cars is gradually increasing, it is not possible to have one in every family, and it is still a rarity.

After Lin Huaile got the car, he was really imposing in the school for a while.

Changmao got into the cab, saw Lin Huaile put on his seat belt, and arrogantly honked the car horn twice, startled passers-by looked at the car.

Changmao smiled triumphantly, put on his sunglasses, hit the gas pedal, and walked away.

The Red Rose Pavilion has three floors, the first floor is the hall, and the second floor is the private room. This is Mei Jie's private property, and the front is clean and tidy.

Unlike the Xinghe Sparrow House, because it is the business of the association, no one cleans it at all, and it is a mess.

This is Lin Huaile's second visit to Red Rose. The first time was after joining the club, sister Mei brought her back and got to know other straw sandals.

For the sake of his old man, he distributed the Hexing Sparrow Hall to him, so that he could gain a foothold.

"Jack."

"Ale!"

"Brother Le."

"Ale."

"."

Lin Huaile opened the door and walked into Red Rose, and greeted the familiar faces.

People are divided into three, six or nine grades, and associations are no exception.

The Hongmen brothers are equal, this is the talk of the scene.

Club members, from big to small, are Xiangzhu (sitting in the hall), marshal, (double bonus red stick), red stick, paper fan, straw sandals, and four nines.

Originally, Lin Huaile should also be Sijiu, but He Xinghe's uncles saw his old man's face, and directly promoted him to straw sandals.

But Changmao is not so lucky, and can only start from four or nine.

Of course, these are organized and can receive wages from the association.

There are also some short mules who are not qualified to join the association, that is, peripheral members, who only dare to use the banner of the big brother directly under the banner, and cannot carry out the name of the association.

　The contract has been signed, welcome to invest
　　
　
(End of this chapter)