Chapter 15

The Peninsula Hotel,

a lively banquet has come to an end.

At the final moment, Guan Zu raised his glass: "Uncles, elders, thank you all very much for your trust in me..."

After a round of thanks,

he changed his tone, his expression turning serious.

"For this stock market investment, everything must be legal and compliant. I only want clean money. I hope you uncles and elders can understand!"

"Additionally, to avoid illegal fundraising, everyone's money will not be given directly to me. Instead, each of you will provide an account. Within one month, if there's a loss, I will cover it; if there's a profit, I will take a 50% cut. No problem, right?!"

"If there is a problem, then today will just be treated as a dinner party, and we won't discuss stocks anymore."

Upon hearing this, the uncles and hall masters felt that a 50% cut was a bit beyond their expectations.

However, when they thought about how they couldn't lose money—since Guan Zu would cover any losses—it didn't seem so bad. And if it went up, they would be making 50% profit for nothing.

Tai Lo B, as Guan Zu's boss, was the first to speak up.

"I'll invest 3 million to test the waters! ...Also, Jiang Sheng is investing 4 million!"

Once Tai Lo B took the lead, the other uncles and hall masters also followed suit.

Uncle Hing: "I'll put up 1 million first. If it's successful, I'll add more later..."

Fat Lai: "I'll also put up 2 million first, and I'll add more later as well..."

One by one, the uncles and hall masters made their moves, and soon the total amount reached 20 million.

The entire Hung Hing, except for Han Bin, Thirteen Sister, Dinosaur, and Fine Eye, all participated.

Guan Zu smiled and raised his glass.

"Thank you, uncles and elders!"

"Bottoms up!"

He drank it all in one go.

The business sets sail!

Soon, the news reached Dinosaur's ears.

"Lost!!"

Dinosaur put down the phone, looked at Sheng Fan, who was lifting dumbbells to train his muscles, and shook his head with a sigh.

Sheng Fan didn't have a good head on his shoulders; he only knew how to fight and kill, with no understanding of social nuances.

And Guan Zu?

He was leading the uncles to get rich together.

On this point alone, Sheng Fan had already lost.

As for his previous cooperation with Fat Lai, Ba Ji, and Prince, although it could continue, it was meaningless.

In the following new week, the stock market continued to open for 5 days.

Shao Anna was making news every day, such as how much Guan Zu's funds had grown. It maintained a growth rate of over 10% every day, and with multi-line operations on over a dozen stocks, it was extremely flexible, making all the retail investors in Hong Kong feel it was incredible.

Want to follow?

You couldn't follow at all, because Guan Zu's accounts were relatively private, and the operations were too frequent; you couldn't follow even if you wanted to.

As for those stock market bookmakers, because Guan Zu's operations were scattered, they didn't know their stocks were being bought by Guan Zu, so there was no talk of suppressing him.

A week passed, and Guan Zu's funds had grown from 18 million to 30 million.

Even TVB and ATV specially invited experts to analyze Guan Zu's stocks, exclaiming that it was incredible.

And the accounts of those hall masters and uncles had also doubled by 30% in a week; making money was just like robbing a bank.

Many hall masters and old uncles had tasted the sweetness by now and successively added their legal capital. The original 20 million in principal quickly increased to 40 million Hong Kong dollars.

The only problem was that margin financing was still troublesome. Banks audited their identities and, thinking they were gangsters, feared "black money," so they only provided a maximum leverage of 0.5 for these funds, fearing they would be frozen or seized.

At this time,

Han Bin and Thirteen Sister couldn't sit still.

Watching others make big money while they didn't made their hearts ache.

So Han Bin found Dinosaur, wanting to get Sheng Fan to admit defeat.

"What? You want me to admit defeat to him?!"

Sheng Fan, who was beating up a subordinate on the ring, was immediately unhappy upon hearing this.

His face was full of defiance.

"Why?"

"Is he better at fighting than me?"

"If I admit defeat, won't the hall master position have nothing to do with me?"

Sheng Fan stared with wide eyes and questioned.

Han Bin had a headache and explained: "It's basically impossible for you to be a hall master now. Those other hall masters are all following Guan Zu, eating until their mouths are oily, and it's legal money too. Mong Kok is definitely in Guan Zu's pocket."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Fan was so angry he punched the ring's railing post, cursing and swearing.

"Damn it, how can it be like this!"

"Isn't the society based on who has the bigger fist? Why are we comparing who makes more money?"

"I'm not convinced!"

He felt this world was too dark!

What happened to relying on fists?

Damn it, now it's all about money!

So dirty!

Ahhh~~~ He hammered the post wildly, making the surrounding subordinates feel both afraid and contemptuous.

Han Bin looked at his silly appearance and was so angry he slapped Sheng Fan on the back of the head: "I think you need to eat more pig brains! Who still fights and kills now? Everything is about money now. Isn't fighting and killing just for money?"

"Guan Zu is giving money directly! You tell me, will the hall master position be chosen for you or for Guan Zu?"

Sheng Fan rubbed the back of his head, pouting with a grievance-filled face.

Han Bin added: "Then do you want to make money?!"

Sheng Fan: "I do!"

Han Bin: "How much money do you have on hand? Clean money."

Sheng Fan: "200,000, I guess, clean."

Han Bin: "If I let you give the money to him, and you make 300,000 in a month, legally, do you want it?"

Sheng Fan shouted: "I do, I definitely do!"

But when he thought about the Mong Kok branch being snatched by Guan Zu, he felt a pang of heartache again.

"Let's go!"

Han Bin kicked Sheng Fan and said irritably: "Let's go, go find Guan Zu. Remember to call him Brother Zu later!"

Sheng Fan: "..."

He refused to move.

Han Bin was amused: "What? Not convinced?"

Sheng Fan felt aggrieved: "Of course I'm not convinced. That was a whole branch, and he just snatched it away like that!"

Han Bin said irritably: "You were already much worse than him to begin with. Without my support, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to compete with him. But now, other branches will support Guan Zu. No matter what, you have no chance, so it's better to take the opportunity to befriend him and let him help you make money."

Sheng Fan heard this and thought it seemed right.

Let Guan Zu help him make money.

Isn't that him working for me?

I'm the boss, he's the employee... Heh~~~

Thinking about it this way, he felt much more comfortable instantly.

(Guan Zu: 6!)

Sheng Fan hesitated again: "But, will this Guan Zu agree to help me make money? After all, I had a conflict with him."

Han Bin chuckled: "If he refuses, it just shows his lack of vision... Go and try!"

Sheng Fan nodded: "Okay!"

Soon,

Han Bin, Dinosaur, Fine Eye, Thirteen Sister, and Sheng Fan arrived in Causeway Bay together to visit Tai Lo B, and Guan Zu happened to be there too.

"Brother Bin! Brother Dinosaur! Sister Cui! Brother Fine Eye..."

Guan Zu naturally knew why Han Bin and the others had come, so his attitude was quite warm.

Then he looked at Sheng Fan.

Sheng Fan looked at Guan Zu, his lips moving, wanting to apologize but feeling embarrassed.

Then...

He was kicked by Dinosaur: "What are you standing there for? Apologize to Brother Zu."

Sheng Fan grunted and, with a red face, walked up to Guan Zu and cupped his hands: "Brother Zu, I'm sorry, I was too arrogant before."

Guan Zu patted Sheng Fan on the shoulder and laughed out loud: "It's okay, we're all Hung Hing brothers."

Guan Zu had no desire to fight and kill to dominate the world.

His idea was that harmony brings wealth.

Gangsters, after all—schemes and fighting are useless; going to prison is the final road. If harmony brings wealth, and he uses these people's money to make more money... pfft, it should be everyone getting rich together. How great is that?

Guan Zu patted Sheng Fan, putting his arm around his shoulder: "Sheng Fan, if you trust me, Guan Zu, then let's be close friends and good brothers. I'll take you to make a fortune in the future!"

Sheng Fan was moved by Guan Zu's words.

Is this what it means to have a broad mind?

Is this what it means to have vision?

It was like Wei Zheng meeting Li Shimin, Guan Zhong meeting Duke Huan of Qi, or Feng Yi meeting Liu Xiu—conquered by the broad-mindedness of a great monarch.

"Okay!"

"Brother Zu, from now on, I, Sheng Fan, recognize you as my brother!"

Sheng Fan said with genuine sincerity.

Guan Zu laughed out loud: "Good, from today on, Sheng Fan, you are my brother!"

While laughing, he silently recited the gang rules in his heart:

Being brothers, it's in the heart,

When there's trouble, the phone won't connect,

When a brother screams in pain,

I cover my ears and don't listen,

Being brothers, it's about loyalty,

When a brother gets beaten, I watch the show,

Brothers are heart-to-heart with me,

I play mind games with my brothers,

Brothers are like family to me,

I say, brothers are too naive,

(It sounds better in Cantonese~~)