Chapter 35

Hung Hing.

Causeway Bay branch.

Big B and Tai Zi sat on the sofa, drinking together.

"Tai Zi, the Ni family is even making pagers now."

Big B said, tossing a Galaxy I onto the table.

"This thing the Ni family produces is even more impressive than those foreign brands, and the key is that the price is low. I really don't know how the hell Ni Yongyao managed it."

There was a hint of jealousy in Big B's tone. "If things keep developing at this rate, the Ni family will become harder and harder to deal with."

Hearing these words, Tai Zi snorted and tilted his head back, downing an entire bottle of beer.

He set the bottle down with a thud.

"So what if they're hard to deal with? No matter how much money Ni Yongyao makes, I'll still blow his brains out with one shot!"

Tai Zi gritted his teeth, his face full of hatred.

The vengeance for his severed arm was something Tai Zi would never forget in this lifetime.

The Tai Zi of the past was the God of War of Hung Hing, the toughest character in the entire triad.

Now, however, because of Ni Yongyao, he had become a cripple.

"Mr. Chiang gave you the eight hundred men you asked for. How are your preparations coming along?"

Big B was also very happy to see Ni Yongyao die, especially since this matter didn't require him to do it himself.

"In a few more days, once my injury no longer affects my movement, it will be Ni Yongyao's death day."

Tai Zi said with a sinister look in his eyes.

For some time now, Tai Zi had been recuperating, and the pain in his severed arm served as a constant reminder for him to seek revenge.

"I look forward to that day."

Big B laughed.

Big B felt a sense of anticipation; if Ni Yongyao died, the Ni family would surely lose its backbone, and Hong Xing could easily conquer Tsim Sha Tsui.

By then, perhaps Galaxy Communications would become an asset of Hong Xing, and he, Big B, would also be able to get a piece of the pie.

……

Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.

Bang!

Lu Qichang slammed his fist onto the table.

"Those damn unscrupulous reporters, they can even hype up a triad member as a star of tomorrow?"

Lu Qichang cursed.

The reason for Lu Qichang's rage was simple: the newspapers were reporting extensively on the success of the Galaxy No. 1 and Ni Yongyao, the man behind Galaxy Communications.

In the papers, Ni Yongyao was portrayed as the most outstanding young entrepreneur in Hong Kong and hailed as the savior of local brands.

They were practically writing about Ni Yongyao as if he were a saint.

Seeing this, Lu Qichang, who had been watching the Ni family for years, was naturally furious.

"Ni Yongyao, I will definitely put you in prison with my own hands!"

Lu Qichang said through gritted teeth.

It was not just his duty as a cop, but also his desire to avenge his good brother, Huang Zhicheng.

Huang Zhicheng had died at the Sai Kung pier, and the investigation concluded that the shots were fired by the ruthless bandit Pu Guang.

But Lu Qichang knew very well that the person behind everything was Ni Yongyao.

Reflecting on what happened that day, Lu Qichang finally realized that they had all been played by Ni Yongyao.

Lu Qichang then looked at the information board, which contained a large amount of data related to the Ni family.

Yet, none of this information carried enough weight to put Ni Yongyao in prison.

Lu Qichang had already discovered that Ni Yongyao did things flawlessly, leaving absolutely no openings.

"What exactly is Luo Ji doing? It's been so long and not a single piece of useful intelligence has been sent back."

Thinking of Luo Ji, the undercover agent planted in the Ni family, Lu Qichang shook his head helplessly.

He had thought that after three years of lurking and becoming Ni Yongxiao's bodyguard, Luo Ji would be able to successfully obtain evidence of the Ni family's crimes.

Who would have thought that after such a long time, he would still have nothing to show for it.

This made Lu Qichang have to wonder if there was a problem with Luo Ji's abilities.

"This can't go on. The Ni family's influence is growing, so I must send another undercover agent."

Lu Qichang thought silently.

Seeing the Ni family enter the communications field and achieve huge success right from the start, Lu Qichang could no longer wait.

If he delayed any longer, Lu Qichang worried whether the Ni family might completely wash their hands of crime and go legitimate.

By then, it would be almost impossible to arrest Ni Yongyao.

"This time, the undercover agent must be close enough to Ni Yongyao, preferably someone who can make Ni Yongyao lower his guard."

A plan gradually emerged in Lu Qichang's mind.

……

Tsim Sha Tsui.

The Peninsula Hotel.

Premium luxury suite.

"Dad, look at this, I just bought it from the mall."

A woman in her twenties, holding a Galaxy No. 1, said.

The woman's name was Chen Shuting (from the TV series "The Knockout"), and she was from Jinghai on the mainland.

And the "Dad" Chen Shuting referred to was named Chen Tai (from the TV series "The Knockout"), also from Jinghai.

Chen Tai had significant influence in Jinghai and owned the massive Jian Gong Group.

This trip to Hong Kong was because they had completed a major project, so he had come to Hong Kong for a vacation with his goddaughter, Chen Shuting.

"Things you young people play with, having to look at numbers and remember passwords—I have no interest."

Chen Tai glanced at the Galaxy No. 1, and seeing it was a pager, he immediately lost interest.

Chen Tai was already middle-aged and had encountered pagers before; he felt they weren't as convenient as a mobile phone, and he had discarded his after using it a few times.

"Dad, this one is different. It was just released by a Hong Kong company, and it can display Chinese characters."

Chen Shuting said: "This is much more convenient than foreign pagers, and look at the craftsmanship and design; those foreign ones can't even compare."

As she spoke, Chen Shuting took off the pink pager clipped to her waist and threw it directly into the trash can.

That was a pager produced by Motorola, which Chen Shuting had previously loved.

But compared to the Galaxy No. 1 at this moment, it instantly became trash.

"It can display Chinese characters?"

Chen Tai took the Galaxy No. 1, examined it for a moment, and nodded.

"But a machine like this should be much more expensive than those English-numeric ones, right?"

Chen Tai asked.

"You guessed wrong there. Not only is it not expensive, it's dirt cheap—only three thousand dollars!"

Chen Shuting said excitedly.

At this time, pagers on the mainland were all imported and extremely expensive, with average prices even more exaggerated than in Hong Kong.

By comparison, the three-thousand-dollar Galaxy No. 1 could definitely be called dirt cheap.

"Interesting."

Chen Tai showed a surprised expression upon hearing the price.

"Dad, I also found out that the company producing these pagers is called Galaxy Communications. This is their first product, and they sold twenty thousand units just today!"

Chen Shuting said: "If we could get the authorization to sell such a cheap and high-quality machine in Jinghai, we would definitely make a fortune!"

"You're dreaming. A machine this impressive—anyone with eyes can see it's profitable. Would it ever be your turn?"

Chen Tai snorted.

"Beep, beep, beep!"

Just then, Chen Tai's mobile phone rang.

"Hello, this is Chen Tai."

Chen Tai answered the phone and said casually.

But the next moment, after hearing the words from the other end, Chen Tai's expression changed instantly.

"What's wrong, Dad? Did something happen to the group?"

After Chen Tai hung up, Chen Shuting asked hurriedly.

"It has nothing to do with the group. I just received news that Galaxy Communications intends to develop the mainland market and is looking for capable enterprises to cooperate with."

Chen Tai said with a very complex expression.

"That's a good thing! Dad, let me tell you, you must seize this opportunity. Just in Jinghai alone, who knows how many units could be sold!"

Upon hearing this news, Chen Shuting became excited.

"It's a good thing, but with our strength, we have no chance of cooperating."

Chen Tai sighed helplessly.

With Chen Tai's vision, he could naturally see how much profit the Galaxy No. 1 could bring.

But he also had self-awareness.

The Jian Gong Group was a behemoth in Jinghai, but looking at the whole country, it didn't count for much.

There were plenty of enterprises more powerful than the Jian Gong Group.

In this situation, Chen Tai could only watch the opportunity slip away.

"How do you know we don't have a chance if we haven't tried?"

Chen Shuting frowned her slender eyebrows and said: "Anyway, I must try. Otherwise, I won't be reconciled. If I don't grasp such a good opportunity, I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

"Even if you're not reconciled, there's no way. Compared to other companies, we are at too much of a disadvantage. Besides, the Jian Gong Group's main business isn't communications; they won't choose us."

Chen Tai said.

"I actually think we have one advantage."

Chen Shuting suddenly thought of something and smiled cunningly: "We are right here in Hong Kong; that is the biggest advantage."