Chapter 4

Big Brother B returned to Causeway Bay Tuodi Blue Sea Bar, letting Xiao Bao send a few people to the hospital.

He picked up a bottle of ice-cold beer and gulped it down; the beer in his belly didn't diminish his anger at all, but instead it surged even higher. He swung back and smashed the bottle on the floor, glass shards flying everywhere.

He punched the table.

He didn't know who this evil fire was aimed at, so he could only smash something to vent.

He muttered: "Damn it, Puk Gai Xin, really doesn't give any face."

Thinking about Chen Haonan and the others' miserable state, the more he thought, the angrier he got; he lifted a chair and smashed the bar in front of him.

Possibly due to years of disrepair, the liquor cabinet connected to the bar toppled over, bottles shattering and liquor splashing everywhere.

Great! Now he's lost even more.

Big Brother B went crazy, turning in circles like a donkey pulling a mill.

……

Five days later.

Jiang Tian Sheng's villa, three people sat by the pool: Jiang Tian Sheng, Chen Yao, Li Xin.

Jiang Tian Sheng put the red wine he had just taken a sip of on the table, smiling as he asked Li Xin: 'A Xin, I heard you and A B have a little misunderstanding?'

Li Xin leaned back in his chair, smiling as he answered: 'Mr. Jiang, you know me; I never start trouble, every time it's others who come looking for it.'

I also don't want to clash with them; I just want harmony brings wealth, but if you don't seek trouble, trouble finds you!

Just after saying that, he thought again and added: 'I'm also quite helpless!'

After speaking, he put on a look of sorrow, as if he had suffered much injustice.

No matter the occasion, never try to get close by calling Jiang Tian Sheng 'Sheng Ge'; this isn't being friendly, it's a constant reminder to him that even if he's the Dragon Head, he's still a good-for-nothing!

He despises his gang identity; when he goes out, he also wants others to address him as 'Jiang Sheng'.

But he can't; today he lost Prosperity's backing, tomorrow many monsters will appear to devour his business entirely, whether black or white.

Without the gang backing him, he isn't qualified to sit at the table to eat; if he does get up there, he's merely treated as a dish placed on it.

Don't look at Li Xin's meddling and stubbornness; these details are handled perfectly, always just right, giving Jiang Tian Sheng a very comfortable position to exert himself.

Chen Yao could barely listen anymore; this guy bought Big Brother B's shop at such a low price, and he's still helpless?

He had a laugh-cry expression: 'A Xin, can you be any more shameless? Big Brother B's little brothers you sent to the hospital, you also took his shop; after all that, you still feel wronged?'

He said that and shook his head.

'Yeah, wronged!' Li Xin blurted out.

Jiang Tian Sheng pointed a finger at him, not continuing the topic; if the underlings were all harmonious, he wouldn't even be able to sleep soundly.

'Today I called you here to discuss something; I want you to establish a hall in Xi Gong, any problems?' Jiang Tian Sheng said, then looked at his expression.

Li Xin knew in his heart what he wanted to do; cleverness is fine, but don't be too clever.

So he asked doubtfully: 'Mr. Jiang, Xi Gong can't support a hall; you know that, this area is too poor!'

I have under my command, counting those who do repairs and modifications, less than two hundred people; the street fighters are only about fifty.

If I set up a hall, wouldn't people laugh me out of my teeth? Even the big bosses of the lucrative districts controlling a street have more people than I do; how could you let me set up a hall?

Seeing Li Xin's surprised face, Jiang Tian Sheng laughed; he knew Xi Gong couldn't support a hall.

It's precisely because he can't support it that he wants to push him upward.

He recently wants to reform Prosperity, establish twelve Leaders; at that point the Leaders' autonomy would be too great, and to keep control of Prosperity he needs the voting power in the hands of those twelve Leaders.

That way he can detach from Prosperity's concrete affairs, give each Leader sufficient autonomy, letting them handle hall matters themselves.

When the gang needs to do something, just hold a meeting and it's settled; normally he can run his legitimate business.

This is something he thought long and hard about before coming up with this proper solution.

To bring this about, he spared no expense, poaching the three brothers of He Tu Bin Ni Hu Han Bin, giving them three hall slots, the transfer fee alone reaching 6.6 million. And that's not even counting the benefits for Silly Brother Tai.

Bin Ni Hu, Kong Long, Tai Zi, Quan Wang Tai, Dao Wang Xin, Big Brother B, Jing Ma, Kou Shui Ji, Fei Lao Lai, Hing Shu, Chen Yao, Jing Kun — these twelve are the ones he carefully selected.

Hing Shu was about to retire, putting Xi Yan into the Kowloon City hall, letting him take the position; he didn't go back on his word, indeed giving three halls.

Originally A Chao and Ma Wang Jian were also under consideration, but lately Jing Kun has been a bit jumpy; these two get along well with him, so we'll promote Li Xin.

As for loyalty issues, he hadn't even thought about it; among these people, split into several small cliques, each with their own little schemes, it's no big deal.

Thinking this through, he then said to Li Xin: 'A Xin, you can say: I've watched you grow up; I will definitely support you. Letting you rise is also a decision made after careful thought; you don't need to worry about anything else.'

The rest I'll settle; privately I'll give you a way to make money, letting you expand your strength—what do you think?

Since Mr. Jiang said all that, what else could he say? This is a great thing!

Well, if it weren't for that last remark, we'd have to discuss it properly; letting him fund his own troops is impossible.

Li Xin beamed and asked: 'Mr. Jiang, what do you think, how many people should we expand to?'

Jiang Tian Sheng smiled; this little slippery fellow understood his meaning.

He doesn't care whether Li Xin is loyal; as long as he obeys, there's money to be made; if he doesn't obey, then cut off his financial path.

If that's the case, and he can still develop on his own merit, he'd also be pleased to see it succeed; after all, there's still some incense affinity.

As long as he stays away from drugs, anything can be discussed.

He is striving to cleanse himself; whoever cuts off his retreat, even Heaven won't give him face.

Now in the gang, only Jing Kun is still playing with these; despite being told several times, he just won't listen.

Then we'll prop him up as a cannon turret, have him yield the Mong Kok Leader position; if he survives, it's thanks to his big fate; if he doesn't, we can only say his fate isn't strong enough.

Even if his big fate gets him through, it's useless; as long as he doesn't obey and keeps playing with drugs, there'll be another chance waiting for him.

He shook his head, gathered his thoughts, then spoke: 'Let's expand to five hundred; too few looks bad, a hall without even five hundred members isn't proper.'

'Yeah, indeed, the big bosses of Causeway Bay who control a street have underlings eating their fill numbering two or three hundred; now that you're a hall Leader, you at least need more underlings than Big Brother B's little brothers!' Li Xin said, shaking his head and swaying.

Upon hearing that, the other two paid him no heed.