Chapter 139

The next day,

Early in the morning, all the newspapers in Hong Kong reported on the grand release of "New World."

"This is a Hong Kong movie that is different from the rest."

"The movie shows an underworld gang different from our Hong Kong, all in black suits, with a dark and cool temperament."

"Created a new genre—fashion gangster film!"

"In terms of innovation, 'New World' is far superior to 'Operation Condor', a rare good film."

The popularity was not inferior to "Operation Condor" at all.

Many citizens, seeing such high praise in the newspapers, really chose "New World."

Especially the hundreds of thousands of gangsters in Hong Kong, seeing that there was actually a movie about gangs, suddenly became curious.

Most of them gave up on "Operation Condor" and chose "New World."

At this time,

Wong Tai Sin, Chan Ho Nam, and Tai Tin Yee brought a few underlings to the movie theater.

"Heard Brother Zu's movie is filmed very well."

"Let's give Brother Zu some support."

As soon as the group walked into the movie theater entrance, they encountered the suit-selling booth.

"Jinba Suits, the choice of charming men!"

When Chan Ho Nam and the others arrived, it was already noon, and one movie had already finished; there were many moviegoers queuing up to buy suits at the booth!

"Honey, you look really slim, upright, and handsome in this suit."

"The previous suits were indeed a bit too wide and ugly."

"Buy a few more 'Jinba Suits', send the old suits at home to the tailor shop, and have them altered according to this suit!"

Chan Ho Nam and the others were stunned.

Is this business too good?

The group arrived at the ticket office.

"Give me 5 tickets for 'New World'..."

Chan Ho Nam and the others bought tickets and walked into the theater.

Soon, they discovered a detail: among the moviegoers, yellow-haired gangsters accounted for more than half.

The movie started soon.

Not long after,

Interrogation scene, suit team...

Hospital, suit team...

Funeral, suit team...

At this moment, Chan Ho Nam, Tai Tin Yee, and the other gangsters were dumbfounded seeing this.

"This Gold Gate Group is too awesome, right?"

"Yes, so cool!"

"Compared to this Gold Gate Group, why do we feel like we're playing with mud?"

2 hours later...

The movie finished.

They walked out of the movie theater, their heads feeling dizzy.

Their values had been violently impacted.

So this is the 3.0 version of the new era gang?

Everyone in suits?

Chan Ho Nam and the others looked at their own clothes—leather coats, floral shirts...

Damn it, for the first time, I feel low!

Couldn't help but dislike themselves.

Chan Ho Nam and the others walked out of the theater, passing by that booth, subconsciously looking at the Jinba suit booth that was selling briskly.

At this time, it was already packed by those yellow-haired gangsters.

"Give me one!"

"I want one too."

Very lively.

Even Chan Ho Nam couldn't help but be tempted.

"Should I buy a suit?"

The movie was just too intoxicating; gangsters like them were completely immersed in it.

"Brother Nam, I want to buy one?"

"Then I'll buy one too."

"Let's go!"

Chan Ho Nam, Tai Tin Yee, and their underlings all came to the booth, queued up, picked out styles and sizes, and paid for them.

They couldn't wait to put them on right there.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad!" Chan Ho Nam looked at himself in the mirror, very satisfied with the black suit he was wearing.

"Brother Nam, you're too handsome!"

"You guys are handsome too!"

"Yes, you look different at first glance!"

Suddenly,

The many yellow-haired thugs in the movie theater lobby all turned into cool suit-wearing gangsters.

Wo Luen Shing, Big D,

Big D also became curious and took Ma Wei and others to watch "New World."

Halfway through.

Big D couldn't help but slap his thigh: "Good, this is the feeling!"

"My underlings should be like them!"

"Ma Wei, go back and tell all the underlings, everyone must buy me a suit like this, it must be handsome!"

"From now on, no more floral shirts; I, Big D, can't afford to lose face like that!"

2 hours later, the movie ended.

Big D walked out of the theater and was attracted by the Jinba suit booth at the entrance.

Looking at his own baggy suit, he suddenly felt a bit disgusted.

"Buy!!"

Bought the suit, changed into it.

Black-cool Big D, on stage!

Similar scenes appeared in movie theaters all over Hong Kong.

A large number of gangsters came to watch "New World," having heard that the gangsters in the movie were very cool.

A situation even emerged:

In Yuen Long,

Gangsters from Wo Luen Shing and Sun Yee On, who often had conflicts, met again today.

As a result, the dozen or so thugs from Sun Yee On had all changed into black suits.

While the dozen or so thugs from Wo Luen Shing were all in floral shirts and messy clothes.

Comparing the two sides!

The Wo Luen Shing thugs' appearance was completely crushed!!

Sun Yee On gangsters were triumphant:

"Hahaha~~~ can't even afford Jinba suits!"

"You deserve to fight me?"

The Wo Luen Shing thugs were all so angry their noses were crooked, but looking at the other side's neat black suits, they couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed.

Damn,

I'm going to buy one too!

Without realizing it, "New World" started a new trend of gang black suits!

On Guan Zu's side,

Gao Jin was reporting to Guan Zu.

"The booth data from major movie theaters on the front line has basically been summarized."

"The box office is estimated to be around 1.5 million."

"And yesterday alone, we sold 13,000 suits."

"As for profit, excluding raw materials, labor, and all costs, it can reach at least 3 million!"

Gao Jin's face was full of joy.

This money was earned too easily.

Guan Zu: "Have you negotiated with all the major newspaper media?"

Gao Jin nodded: "Already spent over 300,000 in advertising fees, throwing heavy money into dozens of newspapers across Hong Kong. Tomorrow, there will definitely be a lot of reports about our movie and suits in the newspapers."

Guan Zu: "Good!"

At this time, Gao Jin added: "By the way, Brother Zu, there is one more thing, maybe I should tell you... yesterday when selling suits, during the final reconciliation, we found a dozen 100 USD counterfeit notes. And I asked Ah Wah and the others, they also received 100 USD counterfeit notes recently... this shows that someone is shipping them on the market."

Guan Zu was stunned.

The counterfeit group had already been taken down.

How are there still more?

He immediately thought of "A Better Tomorrow 2" and "Project Gutenberg."

Guan Zu nodded: "Okay, I know."

Soon, Gao Jin left; he still had many things to be busy with.

Not long after he left, another person came.

Fei Long.

"Brother Zu!"

Fei Long knocked on the door and walked into Guan Zu's office.

Today, he finally proved his innocence and was released by the police.

Guan Zu was stunned, then laughed: "Congratulations, congratulations, you're finally out."

Fei Long thanked him: "It's all thanks to Brother Zu for helping introduce Chen Sir, otherwise I might not have been able to get out."

Thinking of this crisis, Fei Long broke into a cold sweat; this was also thanks to Huang Bingyao and Chen Guozhong's good character, not using him as a scapegoat to make a big contribution.

And this was all thanks to Guan Zu's introduction; otherwise, if he had really fallen into Gao Zongyang's hands, he would have lost a layer of skin even if he didn't die.

Therefore, after leaving the police station, he called his wife to report he was safe, but didn't go home immediately; instead, he came to thank Guan Zu.

"Come, have some tea." Guan Zu beckoned, and the two sat on the sofa.

Then the second secretary, Wu Lianqian, came over nimbly to pour tea for the two; after a few days of training, she had gradually become proficient.

She was now eager to please Guan Zu more, so that Guan Zu would open his golden mouth and save her brother.

Fei Long and Guan Zu had many common topics.

Both came from the underworld.

Both wanted to wash their hands of it.

Chatting, Fei Long couldn't help but complain from the bottom of his heart,

"Everyone says to turn over a new leaf, but only we know how hard it is to wash clean."

"The police treat me as a gangster, gangsters don't treat me as a gangster, I don't know what I am..."

"If you do well, people say you rely on evil forces; if you don't do well, people say you're mud that can't be plastered onto a wall."

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Guan Zu laughed and patted Fei Long's shoulder: "Don't worry, you will succeed... Now that Red Star is gone, it's no burden for you, you can start easily."

Fei Long heard this, and it seemed right.

Without Red Star, no one would say he relied on the underworld to do business in the future, right?

Fei Long regained his spirit:

"Three years later, I want to be a councilor like Brother Zu!"

And at this time,

In the hospital, under the offensive of money, Hong Kong's top neurosurgeon performed surgery on Ko Chun on the second day of the New Year.

3 hours after going in,

He was pushed out, the blood clot in his brain cleared.

Ko Chun, who returned to the ward, had gradually woken up from anesthesia; Janet kept using old photos and events to stimulate Ko Chun.

But!

No effect!

Ko Chun was still like a child, his memory not restored.

Janet naturally couldn't accept it, sad and shedding tears.

"Mistress, don't be sad, Master will definitely be fine!" Chen Daozai, who was busy around, persuaded from the side.

Actually, he was also very disappointed at this moment; he was thinking of begging Ko Chun to take him as a disciple after Ko Chun recovered. But in this situation, he could only continue to wait.

And at this time, Lung Ng had lost contact with Ko Chun for more than ten days, ran to the villa to look, and found the villa empty.

Ko Chun and Janet's phones couldn't get through, and Ko Yee's phone couldn't get through either.

Lung Ng was numb!

At that time, he had agreed with Ueyama to gamble against the God of Gamblers, Chan Kam-shing, on the high seas in 2 months, but now half a month had passed, and the God of Gamblers was missing.

What to do?

Could the God of Gamblers have run away?

He could only take Ko Chun's friend, Boss Ngok's underlings, to major gambling dens in Hong Kong to search everywhere, even running to Macau, Las Vegas, and major foreign casinos to find him.

Moreover, Ko Chun never took photos, so finding him was undoubtedly very difficult.

In Japan, after Ueyama received the news reported by Lung Ng, his first reaction was:

"Could the God of Gamblers be trying to stand me up?"

On the Hong Kong Island police side,

The matter of a large amount of US dollar counterfeit notes appearing in Hong Kong again alarmed the police force; the police headquarters even specially held a meeting, requiring the entire Hong Kong police force to thoroughly investigate the source of these counterfeit notes.

Chen Guozhong soon learned a secret piece of information through his channels as the King of Killers: these counterfeit notes were suspected to be related to a shipyard!

He didn't rush to make it public, but reported it to Huang Bingyao. When Huang Bingyao heard about such a big case, he definitely had to keep it in his own hands and not let others know.

Last time, after he obtained 4 Jockey Club prize vouchers of 500,000 each from Guan Zu, he went to find the ghost guy (British superior) that same day, only giving him one 500,000 voucher, and hinted that he had more. The ghost guy hinted on the spot for Huang Bingyao to make another big contribution, which would be safer.

"Ah Zhong, I want to move up recently," Huang Bingyao warned Chen Guozhong: "Don't make a fuss about this case yet, find a trusted aide and investigate quietly."

Chen Guozhong understood in a second: "Yes, Chief."

After Chen Guozhong left the office, Huang Bingyao thought for a while and made a call to Guan Zu.

Invited Guan Zu to eat.

This time, for safety's sake, it was arranged at sea.

Third day of the New Year, suitable for travel.

Morning,

On the sea, a yacht drifted leisurely, the sea breeze blowing, bringing a hint of coldness.

Huang Bingyao, with his big belly, was fishing.

Not long after, the sound of propeller thrusters came, and a yacht was breaking through the waves.

Huang Bingyao looked over; Guan Zu had arrived.

Soon, the yacht approached.

"Brother Yao, Happy New Year!"

"Ah Zu, congratulations, heard that the box office of 'New World' is very good, and the suits are selling very well, must have made a lot of money."

"Hahaha~~~ not at all, the cost is very high, can't earn much... By the way, Brother Yao, you asked me to come, is there something?"

Guan Zu didn't have too much hypocritical politeness and went straight to the point.

"There is indeed something." Huang Bingyao's face became serious, and he said, "Recently, some US dollar counterfeit notes have appeared on the market, don't know if you've heard this news."

"Such a coincidence?" Guan Zu was stunned, "I only learned about this news today, recently my business has also received quite a few fake 100 USD counterfeit notes."

"Now that even you know about this, it means these US notes are already a bit rampant."

Huang Bingyao said to Guan Zu, "Ah Zhong received news that this batch of counterfeit notes originated from a shipyard, but don't know if the news is true or false. I asked you to come this time to ask for your help, help me investigate this shipyard... your identity as underworld people will always be a bit more convenient."

Shipyard?

Guan Zu basically confirmed it was "A Better Tomorrow 2."

The shipyard boss, Lung Sei, is Song Zihao's mentor.

And Lung Sei's confidant, Ko Ying-pui, set up a counterfeit factory inside the shipyard.

Lung Sei knew nothing about the counterfeit money, but the police thought he was the mastermind, so they sent Song Zijie to approach Lung Sei's daughter, Siu-fai, to carry out an undercover mission.

Also because of this undercover mission, Song Zijie and Song Zihao reconciled, but in the end, Song Zijie was still framed to death by the more cunning Ko Ying-pui. Before dying, he called his wife Jackie, who was giving birth in the hospital, named his daughter Song Haoran, and then died in a phone booth; this scene became an unfulfilled wish in the hearts of many movie fans.

Guan Zu nodded: "Okay, I will keep an eye on it for you."

If he could really help Huang Bingyao move up, Guan Zu would still help with this favor.

Huang Bingyao showed a mischievous smile: "There is one more thing, I want you, Ah Zu, to help promote this counterfeit money, try to make the momentum a bit bigger."

Guan Zu was surprised: "Why?"

Then he reacted, suddenly enlightened, and whispered: "Brother Yao, you want to make the momentum bigger, and then the credit will be bigger?"

Huang Bingyao showed a mischievous smile: "That's right, that's exactly what I'm thinking."

"Brother Yao is wise!" Guan Zu gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, this matter is on me!"

No wonder Huang Bingyao wanted to talk at sea instead of directly on the phone; it turned out to be for this.

Sure enough, guys who can become chiefs are all old and cunning!

In a flash, the eighth day of the New Year.

The Spring Festival passed, back to work.

Countless office workers in Hong Kong began to revive, subways, buses, taxis, and vehicles began to get busy.

And Guan Zu, as a public official, also had to go to work!

Hong Kong Island District Government Office.

Guan Zu took his secretary Fang Ting, got out of the car, walked into the office building, and headed straight for the District Council office area.

Today, the first day of work in the New Year.

The Hong Kong Island District Council is holding a new year's council meeting to look forward to the future.

And Guan Zu has a proposal today————Wan Chai Knowledge Cup!

"Diu Sir, Happy New Year!!"

"Mr. Guan, Happy New Year."

"Eh, isn't this Councilor Cao Chali? Long time no see, how is your health..."

In full view of everyone,

Guan Zu grabbed Cao Chali's hand, very enthusiastically, as if he had met his own brother.

Cao Chali: "............"

He cursed Guan Zu inwardly; last time they ate at the table, although he quickly went to get his stomach pumped, quite a bit of table wood dust powder entered his small intestine, causing him to have poor digestion for this period.

Soon,

The first council meeting of the New Year officially began.

Diu Sir gave an opening speech, celebrating the New Year with everyone, then the council members also spoke...

1 hour later,

Everyone was getting sleepy.

Thinking inwardly:

"Why not end it quickly?"

"What kind of broken meeting is this, just going through the motions is enough."

Just at this moment,

Diu Sir scanned the room, his eyes fixed on Guan Zu, with a smile:

"Next, let's invite Councilor Guan; he has a good proposal for the new year."

"Councilor Guan, come up."

At this moment, the whole room was silent.

All the councilors, including Cao Chali, looked at Guan Zu in a daze.

No, buddy, it's the New Year, why are you working so hard?

Guan Zu got up and came to the podium,

"Diu Sir, members, and councilors... Happy New Year to everyone!"

"As the saying goes, a new year brings a new atmosphere. In the new year, we must be full of enthusiasm and do a good job in the position of councilor. We must always remember that as councilors, our duty is to speak for the people and seek welfare for the people."

"...strive to achieve greater achievements in the new year and create a better life for the people."

"For this reason, I have made a new proposal."

"Called 'National Reading', 'Wan Chai District Knowledge Cup' and 'Hong Kong Island District Knowledge Cup'!"

"I plan to launch an activity called 'National Reading', letting citizens of the entire Hong Kong Island District participate. And start with a pilot in Wan Chai first."

"In one month, read a book, then we will extract knowledge points, conduct an exam, and finally the champion, runner-up, and second runner-up with the highest scores will receive rewards of 100,000, 50,000, and 30,000!"

The councilors were all dumbfounded!

What the hell?

National reading? And rewards?

This Councilor Guan, clearly from the underworld, how is he more positive than us?

Regarding the chapter on the movie "New World," I received a lot of feedback from book friends saying they didn't like it. I will try not to write it in the future, sorry.