Hong Kong Comprehensive: The Rise of the King

Sheng Jiale ordered.

"Yes."

Luo Tianhong returned to the villa and took out a bottle of high-end red wine and two wine glasses from the wine cabinet.

He put these on the table, picked up the bottle opener, unscrewed the cork, and poured a glass of red wine each for Sheng Jiale and A Huai.

After doing this, Luo Tianhong retreated behind Sheng Jiale, straightened his body, crossed his hands in front of him, and stood in a standard bodyguard posture.

"Come, let's have a glass of wine and talk about business later." Sheng Jiale said, raised his glass and drank all the liquid in the glass.

"Comfortable."

Sheng Jiale exhaled the smell of alcohol and sighed.

Having just sunbathed, it felt wonderful to have a glass of fine red wine with excellent taste.

"Ah Huai, when you come here this time, has the matter in Beicheng been resolved?"

Sheng Jiale put down his wine glass and asked.

The white-haired Ah Huai nodded and said: "Boss, I have killed Beicheng Hanchun. I originally wanted to get him to cooperate, but this guy doesn't know how to promote.

I had no choice but to throw him off the rooftop. "

Hearing Ah Huai's words, Sheng Jiale was not too surprised. He just sighed in his heart that even if Liu Jian was dead, Han Chun still could not escape his fate and would still end up falling to death.

Sheng Jiale shook his head and said: "You have done a good job, but there is another person in Beicheng who needs to be dealt with, Hanchun's sworn brother Huyi."

"Huyi?"

The white-haired Ah Huai scratched his head and said, "Boss, I didn't see Huyi when I went there, but Hanchun threatened me before he died, and said that Huyi would avenge him."

"Ah Huai, everyone has said so, so what are you waiting for? Do you have to wait until Hu Yi comes to take revenge?"

Sheng Jiale tapped his fingers on the table and said.

"Boss, what do you mean?"

"Strike first. Now that Han Chun has been killed, what's the point of keeping Hu Yi? Kill him for me, and then unify Beicheng."

Sheng Jiale said coldly.

"It's the boss, I understand." The white-haired bad guy looked serious.

Sheng Jiale gave a faint hum and continued: "After you unify Beicheng, I will officially allocate funds to support the Health Association."

Hearing what Sheng Jiale said, the white-haired Ah Bad suddenly showed excitement on his face, "Boss, is this true?"

The Sheng family smiled happily, "Am I joking?"

Ah Huai's grin widened further.

Ever since Sheng Jiale ordered the abandonment of No. 4's business, the Health Club's income has dropped sharply. Now it is very short of money internally and has reached the point of being stretched.

White-haired Ah Huai originally didn't care about these things in the club, but the decrease in the club's funds also directly affected his reputation, and Ah Huai couldn't bear it anymore.

This gave him a headache. Now when he heard that Sheng Jiale was going to sponsor the Health Club, how could he not be excited?

"Don't worry, boss, Hu Yi will be left to me. I will seize the time to unify Beicheng." Ah Huai said solemnly, his words full of murderous intent.

"it is good."

Sheng Jiale patted Ah Huai on the shoulder and said, "I leave this matter to you. You have just pledged your allegiance to me. It's best to take this opportunity to unify Beicheng in one go, so that others can think highly of you."

"Yes. I won't let the boss down."

At the same time, on the other side, in a high-end restaurant in the North Hall.

At this time, the place was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and big red birthday characters were plastered everywhere. It was obvious that someone was having a birthday party.

The parking spaces around the restaurant have been occupied by all kinds of luxury cars, but there are still a large number of vehicles that cannot find parking spaces and can only park on the side of the road, blocking the road here and making it narrow.

But even so, passers-by didn't dare to curse or even blow their horns.

Because there were two rows of young men standing at the door of the restaurant. Just by looking at the large tattoos on their exposed arms, I knew that these people were gang members.

Someone with better information revealed that the person holding a birthday banquet for Qing Sheng in the restaurant today was none other than the distinguished director of Beiguan. How could he dare to make trouble at this juncture?

In the restaurant, tables of banquets have been set up, with all kinds of delicacies on them.

On the main table in the middle, in addition to a variety of delicacies, there was a huge birthday cake placed in the center, filled with candles.

Gui Dong stood in front of the table, with two beauties on his left and right, holding his arms.

In addition, there are also various bosses and younger brothers of Beiguan, all gathered around, including Ren and his five tiger generals.

The people clapped their hands and sang in unison: "Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you."

The atmosphere in the restaurant is very lively.

After finishing the birthday song, Director Gui said lightly with a smile on his face: "Thank you."

"Dr. Gui, blow out the candles." A beautiful woman next to him said.

Director Gui nodded, then looked at everyone and said, "I also wish you good health."

After saying that, Director Gui took a breath and blew out all the candles on the birthday cake.

The crowd immediately cheered and clapped, making the atmosphere even more noisy.

After blowing out the candles, Gui Dong held a table knife and cut the huge birthday cake into several pieces and said, "Come on, come on, let's eat each piece."

"Thank you, Mr. Gui."

The people around took a small piece one after another, and then everyone sat down at their respective tables.

The birthday banquet officially begins.

The five tiger generals under Ah Ren volunteered to stand on the stage, holding a microphone and preparing to sing a song for Gui Dong.

The five brothers sang songs hard on the stage, while the wine table began to change glasses.

In addition to the two beauties sitting at the main table with Gui Dong, there were also A Ren and Brother C from the North Pavilion, as well as people from other areas who came to celebrate birthdays.

"Your Excellency."

Qing Feng from Dingzhuang picked up his wine glass and opened his mouth.

Gui Dong turned his head and looked at Qing Feng with a smile.

Qing Feng is a subordinate of Yong Sang, the boss of Dingzhuang. He said: "Yesterday Yong Sang had something to do and he went to the south temporarily. He specially told me that he must come to celebrate your birthday today.

I wish you a long life, Mr. Gui. "

"Thank you."

Director Gui chuckled and picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Ren, who was on the side, saw this and said, "A Feng, come on, let's have a drink."

"Brother Ren, we haven't had a drink together for a long time."

Qingfeng and Aren also knew each other. They had a drink and each drank the wine in their glasses.

"Say hello to Yong-sang for me," Aren said after finishing the drink.

"no problem."

Qing Feng said, pointing to a beautiful woman sitting next to Aren, "A new classmate?"

Aren shook his head helplessly and gave no explanation.

He does have a wife, but the beautiful woman next to him now is obviously not his wife. She has heavy makeup on her face and smells like dust.

"Brother Feng, I respect you."

The beauty took over the conversation, raised her head and drank a whole glass of wine.

"Come to the company often when you have time."

Aren said.

"Definitely." Qing Feng nodded with a smile.

At this time, the five tigers on the stage finished singing and walked down one after another.

Among them, Aren’s younger brother Zongbao walked up to Guidong, holding a glass of wine and said:
"Director Gui, I am Zongbao, today is your birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, may you be as blessed as the East Sea, and live as long as the Southern Mountains.

Just do whatever you want. Cheers. "

After saying that, Zongbao raised his head and drank the entire glass of wine in one breath.

"it is good."

Dong Gui was not very familiar with Zong Bao, but he still smiled and took a sip of the wine.

When I came here, if Zong Bao knew the current affairs, he should leave immediately. After all, his identity is too different from that of Gui Dong.

However, Zongbao did not leave. Instead, he licked his face and continued: "Dr. Gui, would you be honored to sing a song with you that would be worth a lot of money?"

As soon as he said these words, the two beauties around Guidong were stunned, including Aren. They didn't expect Zongbao to be so blind.

"What kind of bag are you packing? Are you having a good life?"

Sure enough, Director Gui's face immediately darkened and he scolded.

Zongbao didn't dare to speak anymore, smiled awkwardly, and stepped back.

The expression on his face was very unnatural, and he was a little embarrassed. Being reprimanded by Director Gui in front of so many people, it was inevitable that he would be a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Zongbao was still clear-headed and knew that he was just a younger brother and did not talk back to Guidong.

After scolding Zongbao, Director Gui turned his head and said to the beautiful woman next to him: "Sister, help me order some songs by my brothers."

"What is a brother's song?" the beauty asked with a frown.

“What’s a brother’s song?”

Director Gui put down his wine glass and said slowly: "That's a good question. Tragedy. Tragedy is the song of brothers."

After saying that, Guidong stood up holding on to his crutches and said, "Come on, let's go sing."

As soon as Director Gui stood up, the people around him all stood up even if they dared to sit down.

"What song do you want to sing?"

Brother C, who was in charge of hosting, asked.

"Gold wrapped in silver." Gui Dong said calmly.

Hearing this, Zongbao, who was standing in the corner, looked even more ugly.

He had just invited Director Gui to sing "Gold Wraps Silver" and was reprimanded, but he didn't expect that Director Gui would go up and sing it himself, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Idiot, what are you doing?" Ah Chao came over and said.

Xiaopang, who was also one of the five tiger generals, also came over and put his arm around Zongbao's shoulders and said: "Damn, you were too obvious just now. You love to flatter others so much, will you do it?"

With that said, Xiaopang brought a monkey to steal peaches for Zongbao.

"No, I wanted to say that I could show some respect to Brother Ren. Who knew this would happen."

Zongbao explained with a grimace.

"Idiot, Brother Ren is using you to make face?" Xiaopang said.

"Okay, smile. There's singing going on up there. If Director Gui sees you like this, he might reprimand you again," Ah Chao said.

Zongbao could only put on an ugly smile.

On the stage.

Gui Dong put his arms around the beautiful woman and sang "Gold is wrapped in silver".

"People in the arena involuntarily."

"Although we are brothers."

"Ruan's heart is really rare."

"Shochu accompanies Nguyen to spend his days."

"I don't dare to mention the past."

"If you want to go too far, you won't have the courage."

Soon, the song was finished.

"Okay, Mr. Gui sang well."

A group of people in the audience applauded.

"Okay, the song is over, let's continue." Gui Dong said, walked off the stage, returned to his seat and sat down.

A few hours later, the birthday party ended.

Guests from all walks of life left the restaurant one after another.

"Director Gui, I'm going back too."

Aren said with his five tiger generals.

"Slow down on the road, I drank so much today." Gui Dong warned.

"understood."

Aren waved his hand.

"Director Gui, let's go then." The five tiger generals said in unison, and then followed A Ren out of the restaurant.

After everyone dispersed, Director Gui was about to leave.

At this time, a younger brother walked directly to Director Gui and said, "Director Gui, something happened."

"What's wrong?" Guidong asked calmly without changing his expression.

"Something happened over there in Beicheng. Hanchun was thrown from the rooftop and died on the spot."

"Hanchun is dead? Who did it?"

Hearing this, Director Gui picked up the crutch, struck it hard, and said angrily.

"I heard that the new boss of the Jianhe Association, A Huai, led people over and caught Han Chun on the rooftop. Shortly afterwards, Han Chun fell down and died." The younger brother said.

"These bad guys actually dare to attack Han Chun."

Gui Dong gritted his teeth.

"Director Gui, what should we do now?" the younger brother asked.

After taking a deep breath, Director Gui said, "Forget it, it's more important to attend Hanchun's funeral. We'll talk about the Health Association later."

Gui Dong doesn't have much affection for Han Chun, but he and Han Chun's father Hada are brothers who have exchanged posts and have a very good relationship.

After Hada's death, Guidong swore in front of his tomb that he would take care of his Ling Hanchun.

Even before Aren wanted to take action against Beicheng, he was dissuaded by Gui Dong.

Director Gui took out his cell phone and dialed Aren's number.

"Hey, Mr. Gui, what's going on?" Aren was driving on the road.

"Aren, please go back to the restaurant. Don't go home yet. I just got the news that Beicheng Hanchun is dead." Guidong said in a deep voice.

"What? Hanchun was killed?"

Aren was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You accompany me to his funeral." Gui Dong ordered.

Aren stopped his smile and said respectfully: "I know, I'll go back right away."

He didn't have a good impression of Han Chun, and he could have annexed Beicheng's territory. If he hadn't been blocked by Gui Dong, he would have killed Han Chun long ago.

"Who did the good thing?"

Aren thought as he drove back.

In front of the restaurant, Ah Ren and Guidong met, and then set off together to attend Hanchun's funeral.

The funeral was silent and solemn, surrounded by gang members wearing dark clothes and wearing yellow silk ribbons.

Although Hanchun may be thought of as a single-minded person, his status in Jianghu is not low, and all the clubs in Wanwan have sent people here.

But most of them are still younger brothers from Beicheng, who came to express their condolences to the eldest brother Hanchun.

Outside the mourning hall, some local funeral teams were invited to perform hard.

Some were playing drums, some were dancing black and white lions, and some had oil paint on their faces, as if they were singing Peking Opera, but they were holding steel forks.
This is a traditional funeral ceremony in Wanwan.

The mourning hall was crowded with gang members wearing dark clothes who came here to pay their respects to Hanchun.

The mourning hall is very large, at least thousands of square meters, and the ceiling and walls are decorated with bright yellow silk.

On the wall in the middle, there is a huge portrait of Han Chun, surrounded by a circle of white funeral flowers several meters high, and two large elegiac couplets hanging down on both sides.

The upper and lower couplets are "It's like we laughed and talked together yesterday, but I don't believe I'm leaving now."

This was a grand occasion, which was in line with Hanchun's status as the boss of North City.

There are many seats on both sides of the mourning hall. These are reserved for people with status. For example, the gang members at the bottom can only stay in the square outside the mourning hall.

At this time, there were three rows of gang members standing in the hall. These were all people from the North Hall, headed by Gui Dong, who was dressed in black.

Guidong was using a cane and wearing sunglasses, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

Next to him stood Aren and Brother C respectively, and behind them were Aren's five tiger generals and many of the Beiguan boys.

"Guili Construction Company, all colleagues please take your seats."

the funeral director whispered.

Two undertakers, wearing black suits, stood at the front and made specific gestures during funerals.

"Bow three times and bow once before the spirit."

As the host finished speaking, with Director Gui taking the lead, all the people in the North Pavilion bowed deeply in front of the portrait of Han Chun.

"Bow again."

"Three bows."

"The bowing ceremony is over, the ceremony is completed, and the family members respond."

Guidong took a few steps forward and walked to the side of the mourning platform. Standing here was a woman in her early thirties, with a tear-stained expression and a haggard expression. She was Hanchun's wife.

"My condolences." (End of chapter)