fictionpage Chapter 95, the Double Flower Red Stick, is truly a formidable fighter.
Chapter 95, the Double Flower Red Stick, is truly a formidable fighter.
Su Zhenhai ordered the evacuation, and Zhang Chujie was left without anyone to cause trouble.
That afternoon, he helped Lin Yuanshan rent a 2400-square-foot factory on the third floor of the Changhua Factory Building.
Yes, it's 400 square feet more than the original order.
Over the next three days, it will be Xu Neng and Bo Rong's turn to play a role.
The two men directed Shen Dahui and the laborers He Hongshun to load all the machines from the small factory on Tongzhou Street and Hongfa Factory onto large flatbed carts and deliver them to the new factory, where they were placed in suitable locations.
As for material conveyor belts and drum dryers, you can make a few phone calls and industry acquaintances will immediately deliver them to your door.
Lin Yuanshan only needed to pay the money; he didn't have to worry about anything else.
After being in Hong Kong for several days, Mr. Lin has finally started to act like a boss, no longer needing to do everything himself.
That night, at 10 PM.
At Sham Shui Po Pier, Lin Yuanshan watched the boat carrying Biandanwei and the others depart before turning around and getting into Tietou's rickshaw.
"Young Master Yuan, are we going home next?" Tie Tou asked, glancing at Li Jianqing, who was following closely behind him, out of the corner of his eye.
Lin Yuanshan lit a cigarette: "It's only ten o'clock, what's the point of going back? Let's go to the walled city and have a late-night snack."
……
Iron Head was quick; it only took him thirty minutes.
He then drove the car from Sham Shui Po Ferry Pier to Lung Chun Road.
"Hey! Yuan! You're so lucky! Hurry up and get your bowl and line up!"
"That mute Xiong managed to get two catties of beef shank! We were just about to make beef rice cakes, and one bite of this and my teeth will fall out!"
When Lin Yuanshan appeared in front of Wu Shihao and his group with several invitations in his hand, Wu Shihao, Siyanwen, Shalaowu, and the others were holding bowls and chopsticks, their eyes fixed on the steaming soup pot in front of them.
Wu Shih-hao glanced at him and saw that it was Lin Yuan-shan. He immediately urged him to get a bowl and line up. Without even asking why his cousin had come to see him so late at night, he looked eagerly at the soup pot again.
Standing in front of the soup pot, the mute Xiong placed the handmade rice noodles of varying widths into a strainer, then quickly dipped them into the soup pot and shook them. After they were cooked, he put them into the bowl that Wu Shih-hao had handed him earlier. He also cooked a large portion of the sliced pork belly, placed it on top of the rice noodles, and finally poured a generous amount of soup over it.
Ignoring the heat, Wu Shih-hao quickly carried the bowl of beef rice noodles to the table and put it down. Before he even sat down, he had already brought his lips to the edge of the bowl and sipped the soup. Only then did he sit down with satisfaction, pick up the rice noodles with his chopsticks, blow on them a few times, and put them in his mouth.
He looked like he hadn't eaten a proper meal in days.
Smelling the aroma, Ah Wen and Ah Wu urged the mute man to continue cooking the beef rice noodles, as if it were some rare delicacy.
Lin Yuanshan was both amused and exasperated. With the money Hao Ge and his gang had earned, they could probably afford to eat bird's nest and shark fin soup every meal.
That time at Hung Kee, when they served grouper and lobster, these guys never had that hungry look in their eyes like they do now.
Limpy Ho swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice noodles, let out a long breath, and said with a satisfied expression, "Damn it! This is the taste of home!"
Lin Yuanshan didn't refuse out of disappointment, and also took a set of bowls and chopsticks and stood in front of the soup pot.
When the mute man saw Lin Yuanshan, he showed none of his usual friendliness and enthusiasm. Instead, he looked disgusted. He opened and closed his mouth for a long time, as if blaming Lin Yuanshan for appearing at this moment and stealing this rare delicacy.
Lin Yuanshan coaxed the mute Xiong for a long time, and the other party finally reluctantly gave him half a bowl of his portion of beef shank and rice noodles.
Several people sat around the table in silence, first wolfing down their beef rice cakes, then occasionally reaching out with their chopsticks to snatch beef from other people's bowls, playing around like children.
Until everyone picked up their bowls and drank the soup in one gulp, they patted their bellies in unison, looked at each other, and suddenly burst into laughter.
Wu Shih-hao took out a cigarette, lit it, and smiled at Lin Yuan-shan sitting opposite him.
"Ah Yuan, you're free to come over tonight? Is there some trouble you need help with?"
Lin Yuanshan handed out invitations to everyone, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I've moved to a new factory in To Kwa Wan."
My subordinates are all clamoring for me to hold a ribbon-cutting ceremony, saying that only in this way can we bring prosperity and good fortune!
Therefore, dear business owners, please prepare your monetary gifts in advance; the more the better.
Ah Wen and Ah Wu looked at the invitation in their hands over and over, whispering to each other about what to wear for the ribbon-cutting ceremony, whether a suit and tie or a long robe would look better in photos.
Wu Shih-hao, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, picked up the invitation, sniffed it, and then tossed it back to Lin Yuan-shan, muttering under his breath:
"The ribbon-cutting ceremony for the new factory... You're in the legitimate business, we're in the shady stuff!"
Do you really want those businessmen to know you have relatives like us who commit murder, arson, and all sorts of heinous crimes? You idiot! I'm a gangster!
"You are my cousin." Lin Yuanshan met Wu Shihao's gaze calmly and said.
Wu Shih-hao paused for a moment, then brought the cigarette to his lips, took a few deep drags, and turned his head to the side.
"I won't be going to the ribbon-cutting ceremony. If you want to sit with us, like today, just come over occasionally and have a meal from our hometown."
We all have different paths, especially the one we've chosen—there's no turning back, and we can't hold you back.
"You're the cleanest and most presentable one among us, A-Yuan. Even if you wipe yourself clean after getting covered in excrement, people will still remember you as someone covered in poop; you can't wash that image away."
Lin Yuanshan laughed: "Before I came here, I told that girl Rabbit that I was going to invite you. She was very happy. She said that when you lived upstairs, her mother would beat her every time she lost at gambling. So she would run upstairs and stand at your door, and her mother would be too scared to come over..."
However, I told her that my cousin definitely wouldn't show up, and when I asked her if she wanted to make a bet, she agreed. Now it seems I won.
"You've really made something of yourself by betting with a little girl, A-Yuan," several people teased Lin Yuanshan, sounding disdainful.
"Winning or losing isn't important. What's important is that I told her that my cousin and his family won't accept the invitation, but they will definitely accept the gifts that follow." Lin Yuanshan took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it lightly to Wu Shihao.
Wu Shih-hao took it and unfolded it. He had very poor literacy, so he could only scan the text while looking at Lin Yuan-shan, signaling for him to explain.
"When the factory distributes profits, my cousin's family gets 10%, and the other families get 10% together."
I don't do shady business, but there's no rule that says I can't take care of my own children or nephews, is there?
"You're all living on the edge, with no tomorrow to speak of. Consider these dividends as New Year's money from your elders to the children." Lin Yuanshan said casually, "I won't go into sentimental words. The money will be transferred to your respective families in Dahao through the Overseas Chinese Bank via remittance."
Wu Shih-hao breathed a sigh of relief. This time, he didn't object anymore. Instead, he looked at Lin Yuan-shan and said, "Yuan-shan, you're very thoughtful."
The others, who always followed Wu Shih-hao's lead, saw that he did not refuse, and at this moment they also patted Lin Yuan-shan on the shoulder and put their arms around his neck to express their closeness and gratitude.
As the group was chatting, Li Jianqing's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, calm and composed: "Mr. Lin, there are more than a dozen knife-wielding men downstairs."
Wu Shih-hao's expression changed, and he gave the others a wink.
Silly Wu pulled a cleaver from a makeshift clip made from a few nails under the table. Dumb Xiong walked to the soup pot and picked up the beef knife he had used to cut the beef. Four-Eyes Wen walked quietly to the back window and, finding no one around, immediately lowered a rope ladder. Wu Shiping waved to Lin Yuanshan and climbed down first.
Wu Shih-hao tore the profit-sharing voucher given to him by Lin Yuan-shan to shreds in a few swift movements, leaving no trace: "Yuan-shan, this is none of your business, you can leave now."
Lin Yuanshan remained calm, got up, walked outside, and looked at the street.
Wu Shih-hao and his friends quickly followed him out. He had a dark face and was about to scold his cousin for losing his mind after achieving some success when he suddenly saw a robust middle-aged man in a dark blue Tang suit standing at the door, besides Tie Tou.
Meanwhile, footsteps clamored from the other side of the stairs as a dozen or so martial arts practitioners carrying various knives rushed up.
"Brother Qing, please ask these people not to disturb my reunion with my relatives."
Lin Yuanshan spoke first.
Li Jianqing glanced at the mute Xiong, then suddenly grabbed the white towel that the other man was using to wipe his sweat while cooking beef rice noodles. With a flick of his wrist, the towel was wrapped around his fist.
Limping, Li Jianqing walked towards the dozen or so people, replying expressionlessly, "Understood."
The fastest swordsman rushed to Li Jianqing's side in the blink of an eye. Without telling him to get out of the way or asking who he was, he slashed at him with his sword!
With a flick of his wrist, the towel that had been wrapped around his fist revealed its fangs like a lurking venomous snake! The snake's mouth opened wide and lunged towards the other person's face!
"Snap!" A crisp sound!
The other person was hit in the left eye socket and brow bone by a towel!
The man staggered a few steps, the machete slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. He covered his face with his hands, fell backward, and howled in pain.
When his companions looked at him, their eyes twitched involuntarily!
The person's eye was ripped open by the towel! Blood gushed out! The entire eyelid swelled up rapidly, making it impossible to tell if there was anything wrong with the eyeball!
By this time, it was too late for the second person to stop and speak.
Li Jianqing walked towards him, suddenly flicked the towel, wrapped it around his wrist, and pulled him towards him! He then delivered a powerful and precise kick to the man's knee!
A soft "click!"
The man's knee was kicked so hard it bent out of shape!
He lost his balance on the spot and fell to his knees. Li Jianqing then delivered a sharp and cunning knee strike to his chin!
It looked as if he had knelt down voluntarily, waiting for Li Jianqing to kneel on him!
Wrist entanglement! Leg break! Knee strike!
The entire set of movements was executed in one go, completely lacking the flashy and fierce style of martial arts fighting. Instead, it consisted entirely of sharp and cunning hidden moves, yet it sent chills down one's spine just by watching it!
In a short while, four or five knife-wielders had fallen beneath Li Jianqing's handkerchief.
The other knife-wielders, realizing they had encountered a formidable opponent tonight, exchanged glances, too afraid to advance.
Li Jianqing stood expressionless among his unconscious opponents, his gaze fixed on the knife-wielders without wavering.
"My boss instructed that if you don't want to be disturbed while he's catching up with old friends, either leave on your own, or I'll take you away."
"Who is this guy?" Wu Shih-hao asked Lin Yuan-shan in surprise.
Lin Yuanshan watched Li Jianqing's figure and said calmly, "Now, I believe that he could have taken over thirty docks back then with just one handkerchief."