Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 39 Awei Mistakenly Worships a False God of Wealth, Yuanshan First Steps onto the Silver Shop

Biandanwei firmly believed in what he saw with his own eyes.

Therefore, Wu Shih-hao's explanations, in his view, were just a cover-up.

After saying this, he led his men and hurriedly left Kowloon Walled City.

Wu Shih-hao looked at the simpleton Wu and said, "This guy is even dumber than you, damn it."

"Brother Hao, people say I'm stupid because I fight like my life depends on it. I'm not stupid if I don't fight," Wu the Fool retorted seriously.

Wu Shih-hao flicked his wrist and beckoned everyone to follow: "Forget it! Never mind!"

As long as A-Yuan is alright, that's all that matters. As for Biandanwei's erratic behavior, let him be.

Even if Hung Shun is ruined, he's still a legitimate member of the Hung triad. Now, one of his subordinates is saying he'll follow Ah Yuan to make a living, which won't be a loss for Ah Yuan.

As they were talking, Wu Shih-hao walked to the intersection, and Big Chicken and Dumb Xiong followed.

Big Chicken looked worried: "Brother Hao, is this really a good idea? Protecting the 'water pipe' (sugar daddy) in the gang is no joke! What if A Yuan can't get the money one day? I'm worried that Biandanwei might do something desperate and turn against him."

"He dares to? He has the nerve to cry foul?"

Did Ah Yuan agree to make the water taps for their branch? No! Right?

Did I stop him? Yes, I did, didn't I?

Now he firmly believes that Ah Yuan is a rich man, and he shamelessly approached him without consulting him first. If things go wrong in the future, he will naturally have to admit defeat.

"All talk and no action, can't do manual labor, tries to act like a big shot, no wonder he has a bad nickname 'Carrying Pole Wei'!" Wu Shih-hao's words were full of ridicule. As a member of the Water Room No. 49, he didn't take the other party's status as a Red Pole seriously at all.

The most outrageous thing is that, whether it's Sha Lao Wu, Da Ji, or the other henchmen of the water room.

No one thought Wu Shih-hao's attitude was too arrogant; on the contrary, they all had expressions that said, "Brother Hao is right, Brother Hao is right."

Passing by Lin Yuanshan's rented apartment building, Daji asked Wu Shihao if he wanted to come up and sit for a while.

Wu Shih-hao waved his hand: "Never mind, I was originally planning to recommend Ah-Yuan, this talented but mediocre person, to Uncle Kun at his birthday banquet."

Now we see Ah Yuan on the right path, and his business is developing so smoothly.

We shady characters need to have less contact with him.

I believe it won't be long before Ah Yuan moves out of Kowloon Walled City again. He's leaving now; Uncle Kun's birthday is in three days, and we haven't even decided on a birthday gift yet.

……

In 1953, a fire broke out in the Shek Kip Mei wooden shantytown. After the disaster, the British Hong Kong government built 24 resettlement public housing blocks, which became known as Shek Kip Mei Estate. Nominally, it was managed by the Resettlement Office, but in reality, this area quickly fell under the control of various gangs.

The alleyways, rooftops, and vacant ground-floor shops of these housing estates were prime locations that many gangs vied for when setting up gambling dens.

With a weak character and a small hall, his Tuodi Dashun Mahjong parlor was located on Bayu Street.

The two-storey street-facing building looks quite large.

In fact, this can be seen from the fact that the clerk Ming always counts small bills and coins every day.

The income of Tai Shun Mahjong Parlor is less than that of the various gambling dens located in Shek Kip Mei Estate.

Otherwise, Bien Dan Wai wouldn't have gone to the Sham Shui Po pier, which was occupied by Yu Tou Ming, with such a stubborn attitude.

Because the docks handled cargo, he could both arrange for his henchmen to work and extract water from the laborers, killing two birds with one stone.

Hurriedly returning to Tuo Di from Kowloon Walled City, Bien Dan Wai immediately arranged for men to spread the word in the underworld that very night.

Although no names were mentioned, these were rumors that Biandanwei deliberately had spread.

All of this was subtly aimed at his declaration regarding the conflict between him and the Fuk Yee Hing Shek Kip Mei branch, which ended in a half-hearted attempt to show his support – I, Ah Wei, now have a powerful backer. If you want to fight, then fight. The matter from last time is not over!

The following morning, at Pier 7 in Sham Shui Po, at the entrance of Fuk Yee Hing Shek Kip Mei Hall.

Yu Tou Ming looked at Dao You Qi, who was in charge of listening to the news in the martial arts world, with a strange expression: "Qi Zai, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Did those guys from Biandanwei really take that scoundrel surnamed Lin as their facilitator?"

Dao Youqi, tall and thin, raised his dark circles from years of being a fan, sniffled, and laughed, "Boss, this information is accurate!"

I started to hear rumors, and I thought I was getting addicted and my ears were playing tricks on me.

But after I checked several times, I realized that I hadn't misheard.

By now, I'm sure the news has spread throughout the underworld...

This guy talks incoherently, and his snot and drool are practically dripping down his face.

Yu Tou Ming looked disgusted and threw a packet of powder at him: "Get lost, don't smoke here, it's annoying to watch."

"Thank you, thank you so much, sir." Dao Youqi picked up the powder packet, held it in his palm, and bowed repeatedly.

Seeing that he was becoming delirious, two gang members strode over, picked up the poisonous insect, and dragged it away.

Yu Tou Ming lit a cigarette and waved to a trusted aide: "Go, investigate that Lin Yuanshan. I need more detailed information."

"Ming-ge, didn't we already investigate last time? This bastard took your uncle's place." The confidant looked puzzled.

Yu Tou Ming glared at him and said angrily, "Biandan Wei isn't stupid. If his gang hadn't been so weak, he might have actually taken over our dock this time."

Most importantly, that kid surnamed Lin, he clearly works in a factory, but suddenly he opened one. I need to figure out if it's just a case of someone with the same name.

……

Unbeknownst to them, Lin Yuanshan, who was at the center of the storm in the martial arts world, was now with Qiaoru at the Qiaoxin Bank on the second floor of 117 Bonham Street, Sheung Wan.

This bank was founded in 1930 by Lin Jingtang, a wealthy businessman also from Chenghai, Guangdong.

This senior's character is similar to Lin Yuanshan's; both come from landlord families.

However, Lin Jingtang was born out of wedlock and was not qualified to inherit the family business, so he simply came to Hong Kong alone to make a living when he was twenty-two years old.

He first worked as a clerk at Youxin Bank, and at the age of thirty, he started his own bank, which was named Qiaoxin because it mainly dealt in remittances from overseas Chinese.

With its outstanding reputation, Qiaoxin Bank has been operating for thirty years, and its remittance business has spread to Southeast Asian countries such as Siam, Malaysia, and Luzon. Among the Teochew people in Hong Kong, it is also one of the preferred choices for loans and deposits.

Currently, founder Lin Jingtang has stepped down from his position, and the bank's daily operations are managed by his son Lin Shaochao and the old manager Chen Laoji.

Qiaoru was a fellow countrywoman who came to Hong Kong to make a living. She often sought help from the older sister, and naturally, she frequently visited and interacted with banks like Qiaoxin Bank, which were run by people from her hometown.

Now, she is introducing Lin Yuanshan to Chen Laoji, the old shopkeeper who is over sixty years old, with graying temples, but still very healthy.

"Uncle Chen, A-Yuan is also from Chenghai, a fellow Jiaoji." Qiaoru briefly explained to Chen Laoji that Lin Yuanshan had opened a factory in just a few days since arriving in Hong Kong, emphasizing the words "Chenghai".

Chen Laoji's eyes lit up as he took the factory information prepared by Lin Yuanshan: "Oh, then you really are one of us, from the same hometown as our boss."

"[Alone, he went to Hong Kong and established himself as an overseas Chinese businessman with a single letter!]"

The younger generation has heard the old folks in the village tell stories of Old Lin's glorious past so many times that our ears are practically calloused.

"I've come today seeking a loan; whether it succeeds or not is of no concern to me." Lin Yuanshan then revealed an excited expression: "This junior mainly wants to get acquainted with the family. If I achieve something in the future, I hope to have the opportunity to meet Elder Lin. If I can receive even a little bit of guidance from this senior from Chenghai, it will be a worthwhile experience in this life."