Chapter 134: After the Battle

Chen Mo looked at his watch; there were only a dozen or so minutes left before the four o'clock deadline set by the police.

In the little time remaining, there shouldn't be anyone else blind enough to come grab territory.

"Guodong, A Long, A Hu, A Sheng, Da Tou, call the ambulances and send the injured brothers to the hospital. For those with severed hands or feet, bring the severed limbs along and see if they can be reattached.

Brothers who aren't injured, hurry up and clean up the scene. In another dozen minutes or so, this place will be our territory."

Shen Guodong pointed at some Wo Lian Sheng underlings squatting on the ground and asked, "Mo Ge, what about those people?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "Send the ones who aren't dead to the hospital; we won't cover the costs—let them find their own boss for money. The dead ones, deal with them all together.

The ones who aren't injured, have them help clean up the scene too. Make them do the heavy work."

After Chen Mo finished giving instructions, Shen Guodong and the others turned and went to make arrangements.

Chen Mo looked at the bodies scattered all over the ground and couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

"For one general's success, ten thousand bones dry"—what a fitting scene, truly his fucking moment!

At nine in the morning, in Chen Mo's office, the several people who had fought last night arrived for a meeting after a brief rest.

"Have A Wu's people left?"

Da Tou nodded and said, "They've left. His people are quite well-disciplined; there were no problems in the venues last night."

"All right. I originally wanted to keep them for another day so the brothers could rest. But since they've left, let it be—saves the back-and-forth hassle."

"Have the casualty figures from last night been tallied?"

Ahua: "On my side, 15 lightly injured, 10 disabled, 2 dead."

Tian Yang Sheng: "On my side, 20 lightly injured, 23 disabled, 15 dead."

Tian Yang Yi: "On my side, 10 lightly injured, none disabled or dead."

A Long: "On my side, 27 lightly injured, 15 disabled, 18 dead."

Da Tou: "On my side, 18 lightly injured, 5 disabled, 5 dead."

Shen Guodong: "The ten brothers I brought all suffered minor injuries, nothing serious."

Last night, after Tian Yang Sheng led people to reinforce Chen Mo's side, Tian Yang Yi took people to guard two streets; no one came to attack, so his subordinates weren't really injured.

However, the major battle with Wo Lian Sheng last night did result in quite a lot of casualties.

40 dead, 53 disabled—this was the heaviest toll of dead and wounded under Chen Mo's command to date.

"Guodong, pass the word later: everyone who fought last night gets a bonus of two thousand; lightly injured, ten thousand; seriously injured and disabled, a hundred thousand; the dead, a family settlement of three hundred thousand."

One major battle, four streets seized, over ten million spent—yet Chen Mo didn't even blink.

A few days ago, he had gotten over a hundred million from that Ni Family account, plus thirty million extorted from Han Chen. He wasn't short of money at all now.

"Also, for the disabled, see if they can be arranged to work in our factories. If they can't do the work themselves, arrange it for their family members.

Same for the dead—arrange a job for their families so they have some income. If they face any difficulties in the future, we'll help out as much as we can."

"Yes, Mo Ge!"

The several people present were all somewhat moved by Chen Mo's arrangements.

In an ordinary Triad Society, whether someone died or was disabled, the society would just pay a lump sum and be done with it—no one ever cared about their lives afterward.

A boss like Chen Mo would be hard to find in all of Gangdao even with a lantern.

"Guodong, is the matter I asked you to look into yesterday clear now?"

"It's clear. Tai Zi's side seized five streets last night, including over three hundred people from Jing Ma in Shen Shui Bu, and over four hundred from Uncle Xing in Guan Tang."

After speaking with Jingkun on the phone yesterday and learning that Tai Zi had refused Jingkun's help, Chen Mo guessed that Tai Zi must have asked someone else for assistance.

Chen Mo immediately arranged for Shen Guodong to have people watch Tai Zi's territory and find out exactly who had helped Tai Zi.

As expected, Uncle Xing and Jing Ma were both firmly in Jiang Tiansheng's faction.

Uncle Xing was an old-school boss who had followed Jiang Zhen in conquering territory back in the day; his support for Jiang Tiansheng didn't surprise Chen Mo at all.

But why Jing Ma supported Jiang Tiansheng was something Chen Mo couldn't figure out.

Jing Ma had once been Jiang Zhen's lover, but secretly got involved with Jiang Tiansheng. Later, as she grew older and put on weight, she was abandoned by Jiang Tiansheng.

Given Jing Ma's personality, not killing Jiang Tiansheng could already be considered magnanimous of her.

However, Chen Mo didn't plan to dig into the reasons behind it; knowing who were Jiang Tiansheng's diehard loyalists was enough.

"Which Triad Societies managed to grab territory in Jianshazui last night?"

"Besides us and Tai Zi, Xin Ji, Yuenan Gang, Haoma Bang—several of the big outfits—as well as Zhongxin Yi all grabbed quite a lot of territory. Hongle and several other societies banded together and also grabbed a few streets on the edge.

Also, Wang Bao grabbed two streets next to ours, and he also grabbed several streets in You Ma Di, which were also originally Ni Family territory.

The remaining scattered pockets of territory were all snatched up by small societies.

Among the societies that went to Jianshazui last night, only Dongxing and Wo Lian Sheng—these two big societies—came away empty-handed. The most unlucky of all was Wo Lian Sheng.

Not only did they fail to seize any territory, they also suffered a crushing defeat at our hands, with heavy casualties. They lost both face and substance."

"Hahahahaha..."

Everyone present burst into loud laughter. Wo Lian Sheng's current miserable state was entirely their doing.

After the laughter, Chen Mo reminded them, "Keep an eye on Wo Lian Sheng. Lin Huaile is not a magnanimous person. Be careful he doesn't trip us up in the dark."

A Long nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mo Ge, everything's arranged. It's just that now our territory has grown again and we're a bit short on manpower."

"Shortage of manpower is fine." Chen Mo looked at Shen Guodong. "Guodong, put the word out later that we're recruiting. Let's take in fifteen hundred people first. The rest of you keep an eye out too—same old rules."

"Okay, Mo Ge."

"Understood."

"Mo Ge, this time we won against the odds and defeated Wo Lian Sheng. It's bound to make our name in the underworld. I reckon there are plenty of people who want to join Mo Ge's ranks right now. We should choose carefully."

A Hu looked excited.

Ahua also smiled and said, "Even if our name doesn't spread through the underworld, there are still plenty of people willing to join Mo Ge. Based on the wages Mo Ge pays, if he wanted to, taking in a few thousand people would be no problem at all."

The way Chen Mo paid his people was different from everyone else's.

Other bosses just split their territory among their underlings, letting them skim money from the territory's income.

The lackeys are hired by the small heads themselves, who pay whatever they want—usually just a few hundred per person.

Chen Mo's side is different: after he became the boss of Wang Jiao, he overhauled the wage system.

Although Chen Mo's outfit is still a triad, internally they have started adopting corporate management.

Recruitment is centralized, then manpower is assigned according to each unit's needs.

All territory income goes straight into the general ledger; everyone's salary is paid directly from Chen Mo's side as a fixed wage, with bonuses for work.

The lackeys earn two thousand a month, rising to three thousand for those who have undergone military training.

Some of the small heads below start at five thousand, adjusted according to the size of the venue they oversee.

As for the few core personnel who meet here, each receives a base salary of fifty thousand per month, plus bonuses tied to the performance of the venues they control.

First, Chen Mo is laying the groundwork for future money‑laundering.

He wants his subordinates to get used to this base‑salary‑plus‑bonus pay system.

Second, Chen Mo's approach directly eliminates the situation where some small heads, relying on their many lackeys, look down on their boss.

If a lackey is truly capable, the boss won't hold him back or deny him a chance to move up.

After all, when a lackey moves up, it doesn't hurt the boss's earnings and can even give the boss face.

After the discussion, Chen Mo was just about to adjourn when Ahua spoke up: "Boss Mo, Han Chen's wife is still locked in the storeroom—what should we do with her?"