RBCT Chapter 1 Valet Parking
Chapter 1 Valet Parking
Hong Kong in the 1980s has been the subject of much debate, with many people having mixed opinions about it.
Some say it was the darkest era, a time of chaos and a sluggish market.
Some say this is the best of times, with countless heroes rising again, finding their place, and enjoying boundless glory.
but.
Wu Tianyao always believed that the road is made by walking, and the future depends mainly on how one walks it.
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Yongning Street.
Under the cover of night, the exterior walls are lined with illuminated signs, and the neon lights flash in a dazzling array of colors. The streets are bustling with people, and beautiful women and handsome men and women move about in an endless stream, making it a very lively place.
Yaozai parking brake.
Wu Tianyao leaned against the railing, smoking and watching the people coming and going in the street, lost in thought.
Originally a bodyguard, he was reborn in Hong Kong in 1984. Now he is a member of the "Wo Yee Ho" triad, a sunset triad, and manages a valet parking business.
The big boss is He Yihe Straw Sandals Fat Lao Kun.
Fat Kun makes a living in Sham Shui Po, owning two bars in the same Ma Lan district, and is doing alright.
He entrusted the valet parking in this area to Wu Tianyao and put up the sign for Yaozai Parking Station.
Clubs have their own rules.
Now that the business has been handed over, regardless of how much the underlings earn in a night or whether they earn nothing at all, the parking lot must pay a fixed amount to the branch every month.
Simultaneously.
He was also an undercover agent.
The protagonist's father, Wu Zhiqiang, was a senior inspector. One day, he was having dinner with his ex-wife at a tea restaurant when they were both shot and killed there.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone.
The murderer did not escape and was caught on the spot by the police. He was a brain cancer patient and died less than half a month after his arrest. The case was successfully closed.
At this time, the predecessor was undergoing training at the police academy.
With the help of Chief Inspector Wong Wai-keung, a friend of his father, it was learned that before his death, he was investigating a case involving the Yi Ho Group's brothel owner, who was suspected of selling heroin.
So, the predecessor volunteered to go undercover and infiltrated the Yihe organization to become a member of the 49 organization.
"Buzz..."
The roar of a huge engine pulled Wu Tianyao back from his memories.
Wu Tianyao looked up.
In the sky.
A huge passenger plane swooped down.
The plane seemed to be flying close to the streets, heading towards Kai Tak Airport in the distance.
"Click!"
A Leica camera peeked out from the Mercedes-Benz.
A pair of delicate, youthful hands pressed the shutter.
Wu Tianyao, airplanes, and the street market are all captured in the same frame.
"Brother Yao, someone's filming you!" Fatty Sha, the underling, came up and gestured towards the Mercedes-Benz over there.
The two looked over.
The Leica camera in the car window had been tucked inside; all that could be seen was a woman.
Even though it was just a side profile, you could still tell she was very pretty. I stepped on the gas and drove away.
Wu Tianyao glanced at the license plate, tossed away his cigarette, and walked into the market: "That's a reporter, let's go."
He had seen this person in magazines and on television.
Outside the restaurant.
"Shithugui, it's time to do something!"
The bespectacled restaurant owner snapped at the two valet parking attendants who were chatting, "Hurry up, there's a customer parking over there!"
He scolded the parking attendant.
I just turned around.
A red cigarette was handed over.
"Boss, hiring someone to park is such a hassle."
Wu Tianyao, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gestured, "How about this? From now on, we'll take care of parking here. You won't need to pay us a salary, saving you the cost of hiring staff. What do you think?"
"I don't think it'll work." The boss rolled his eyes, looking at the handsome eighteen or nineteen-year-old in front of him. "How much are you going to pay me?"
"call.."
Wu Tianyao turned around, exhaling smoke, and stepped aside to make room for him.
The parking spaces behind.
Fei Sha, holding a dagger, was about to slash at the cars parked outside the restaurant: "You bastards, you dare ask us and Yi He for money?!"
"Oh, you're one of Brother Kun's men? You should have said so earlier, we're all on the same side." The boss nodded quickly when he saw the situation. If the customer's car was scratched, he would be in trouble and unable to complete his mission.
Wu Tianyao took out a lighter, lit the fire for him, and patted him on the shoulder: "Have a good time, everyone."
front.
Just then, a traffic policeman rode by on a motorcycle, and I was about to get a ticket for parking.
Wu Tianyao quickly stepped forward: "Sir, let's go right away, let's go right away."
"Hurry up!" the traffic policeman shouted as he got into his car. "You have three minutes. Don't obstruct traffic."
"No problem, sir."
Wu Tianyao put his little fingers in his mouth and blew on them. Six or seven parking attendants surrounded him and drove the cars away.
"Shit ghost".
Watching Wu Tianyao and his group leave, the boss muttered as he entered the restaurant, "These thugs nowadays, instead of making money through shady dealings, they're all vying for valet parking."
Before the 1980s.
There are no valet parking organizations; restaurants and nightclubs hire their own parking staff.
At that time, the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) had not yet been established, and there was collusion between the underworld and criminal organizations, so of course, triads did not need such low-paying jobs.
Everyone's busy colluding with corrupt police officers and doing shady, high-profit businesses, so they naturally look down on valet parking.
Transporting goods, training horses, running underground gambling dens—any of these would be more profitable than parking.
At that time.
Everyone was very arrogant.
People risk their lives to make big money, while others grovel for tips?
pick.
By simply engaging in some shady dealings, one can amass gold chains and watches, and start flaunting their wealth.
and so.
Before this, no one would have paid attention to this.
Until the 1980s.
Under the new policies of the foreigners, a group of corrupt police officers began to reform, at least on the surface.
At this time, many clubs began to decline and were no longer as popular as before.
The side business wasn't easy to make money from, but the staff under him couldn't be without work, so they started eyeing the valet parking business.
front.
Fei Sha handed the car over to the customer, accepted a tip, and saw the customer off with a smile.
"Brother Yao, things are getting better and better now, valet parking is getting better and better."
Fei Sha took the money and came upstairs, grinning from ear to ear:
"I never thought that I, Fei Sha, could easily earn more than 1,800 a month, enough to buy medicine for my mother."
At this time.
Ordinary workers only earn a little over a thousand dollars a month, while those in the factories in Sham Shui Po earn even less, around nine hundred dollars.
One thousand eight hundred yuan is indeed quite a good amount for him.
"It's just a valet parking business, why are you so happy?"
Wu Tianyao handed him a cigarette: "But with your smooth talk, valet parking would be perfect for you."
"Hahaha..."
Fei Sha scratched his head: "Back in school, I always thought you had to have talent to do anything. Looks like my talent is being a parking attendant."
Fei Sha's family was very poor, and his parents were uneducated.
He vowed when he was in school that he would study hard and make something of himself, becoming a lawyer or a doctor or something similar.
At the very least, he should be a white-collar worker, not like his father, a dockworker doing manual labor.
and so.
While others slept in class, Fei Sha studied diligently; while others played after class, Fei Sha still studied diligently.
However, every time there was an exam, everyone's grades were terrible, but they were definitely not last place; Fei Sha was always at the bottom.
No one knows where he learned it, but in the end, Fatty resigned himself to his fate: everything requires talent, even studying, it turns out, also depends on talent.
Fei Sha looked at Wu Tianyao: "The boss really has a knack for this. Adding a simple car wash service to the mix actually increases the tip?!"
"Do a good job, and you'll only get more in the future," Wu Tianyao said casually, and Fei Sha nodded in agreement.
"Hey Fei Sha, drive my car over there and wash it for me."
"Okay, boss, I'm here."
Before they could exchange more than a few words, Fei Sha was called away by a guest again.
Wu Tianyao stubbed out his cigarette, shook his head, turned around and walked into the parking space. He took out the amount for this month from the small metal cabinet and put it into a kraft paper envelope.
In total.
Today is the day to hand in the results again.
Wu Tianyao took the money and beckoned to Qin Hao, who was sitting outside smoking, "Come on, let's go find Brother Kun."
"Hua Zai Rong, come and take my place."
Qin Hao called for a parking attendant, then grabbed the car keys and retrieved his car.
Soon.
The Mazda pulled up, picked up Wu Tianyao, and sped off.
Wu Tianyao, still buckled in his seatbelt, said, "Damn it, I know you're a good driver, slow down!"