Chapter 167: Success Makes Even Farts Smell Sweet!! (Please Subscribe)

It's not the volume of the conversation that's scary, it's the sudden silence in the air!

Jiang Tianyang reacted immediately, a look of mockery appearing on his face as he sneered without reservation: "What has happened to Hung Hing? How is a fierce man like Datou not even a Red Pole yet?"

"How about you just let him come to me? His prospects will only be better if he goes to develop in Siam!"

Whenever there was an opportunity to undermine Jiang Tiansheng's face, he would not be polite in the slightest.

The two brothers had been competing since they were young, and their squabbling was at its most intense when they were fighting for the position of Hung Hing Dragon Head.

Later, Jiang Tianyang failed in his bid for Dragon Head and was arranged by their old man to go develop in Siam.

Did he really think that starting from scratch in a strange place was an easy thing to do?

Even with the old man's support, lacking neither money nor manpower, Jiang Tianyang still suffered quite a bit to gain a foothold in Siam.

All of this had transformed into the resentment hidden deep in his heart!

If Jiang Tiansheng hadn't taken the initiative to soften his stance, the relationship between the two brothers would likely have been one of never seeing each other again until death.

But even so, whenever there was an opportunity, Jiang Tianyang would not be polite; all sorts of sarcasm and mockery were the norm.

"Don't worry!"

Jiang Tiansheng's expression was calm as he said leisurely: "Once his injuries heal, he will immediately be promoted to a society Red Pole!"

In his heart, however, he was quite displeased with Dalao B.

Damn it, what kind of mess is Dalao B making?

A brother like Datou, and he still hasn't promoted him to Red Pole to win him over; what is he trying to do?

Since the Causeway Bay Branch doesn't want to give Datou a chance, then he might as well just be promoted to a society Red Pole.

A society Red Pole naturally has a higher status than a branch Red Pole.

They do not have the status and power of a District Leader, but they are only responsible to the society Dragon Head.

In fact, Hung Hing already has one society Red Pole, which is Da Fei, who is affiliated with Beijiao.

Of course, the reason why Beijiao District Leader Feilao Li can tolerate Da Fei's existence is mainly because his main business is adult magazines, and he isn't very interested in traditional society business.

Datou's situation is special!

He is the third-place winner of the first "Infinite Fighting Tournament," what a level of fame!

If he were to casually act in a big company's movie, his asking price for a fee would be three hundred thousand!

Not to mention that by taking the opportunity to participate in the Fighting Tournament, he earned over five million Hong Kong Dollars in one go.

As long as he doesn't spend money recklessly on wine and women, he is, in fact, already financially free.

With money and fame, the society's help is honestly not of much use to him anymore, and it might even be a shackle.

If he isn't properly won over at this time, it might end up making Hung Hing the laughingstock of the underworld.

Fortunately, Datou isn't very bright, and he is full of affection for the society, so he is still quite easy to fool.

After he is promoted to society Red Pole, he basically won't be sent down to a branch to be a Big Brother.

Jiang Tiansheng will have him manage the society's largest boxing gym, specifically to train and drill the society's fighters.

He is a signboard, and could even become Hung Hing's public face!

In the future, the society's formidable fighters will definitely need to participate in the "Infinite Fighting Tournament" often, and they will happen to need the guidance of a fierce underworld man like Datou.

"Heh, how boring!"

Jiang Tianyang curled his lip; he was actually quite curious about the matter regarding Datou.

Zhang Yong sat to the side, silent, trying his best to make himself invisible.

In his heart, he also looked down upon the Causeway Bay District Leader, Dalao B.

Well, that's that; from now on, Datou is a society Red Pole and has nothing to do with the Causeway Bay Branch anymore.

Just as the three of them were lost in their own thoughts, the match began.

Jiang Tiansheng and Zhang Yong were fine; although they were paying attention to the finals, they hadn't poured all their energy into the exciting and intense match, and still had the mental capacity to ponder other trivial matters.

But Jiang Tianyang was different; he seemed to like this kind of match very much, and soon poured all his focus into the match—how could he have the heart to pay attention to anything else?

The two fighters on the ring were fighting quite intensely, but experts could see that their condition wasn't very good.

This is normal!

They all fought their way to the finals; did they really think the snipers specially prepared by the organizers were just weak, pathetic losers?

Even in a first-rate society, those carefully selected snipers could become branch Red Poles.

Added to the dense schedule, even though the organizers hired professional medical recovery teams, expert-level traditional Chinese medicine massage therapists, and provided various Medicinal Cuisine and nutritional meals, it still couldn't make up for their massive physical exhaustion; that they could still fight brilliantly on the ring was already quite remarkable.

Even a world-class fighting champion like Zhou Billy felt he couldn't take it anymore.

And so, what might have been a peak-condition match of at most two four-minute rounds was forced into four eight-minute rounds; in the end, Zhou Billy was the better man, becoming the champion of the first "Infinite Fighting Tournament"!

Despite being physically and mentally exhausted, with lingering pain in his body, at this moment Zhou Billy smiled brilliantly.

This time, he made a killing.

The prize money alone was two million, plus other peripheral shares; his income was definitely much higher than Datou, who came in third, and he could likewise be considered financially free.

Don't look at the fact that he previously held the title of world light-middleweight fighting champion; his fame and income were honestly average.

They didn't even compare to the fame brought to him by being the champion of the "Infinite Fighting Tournament."

"Boring, boring!"

In the VIP seats, Jiang Tianyang said with some dissatisfaction: "Although it was exciting, it wasn't tragic enough!"

As he spoke, he prepared to stand up and leave; he had no interest in the final awards ceremony at all.

"Young Master Jiang, you've misunderstood!"

Zhang Yong stood up with him, not forgetting to explain: "Big Brother said that this first tournament was still a bit too rushed; from the Asia Television broadcast to the final, it was less than two months!"

"If the contestants wanted to fight all the way from the qualifiers to the finals, they had to fight at least thirteen matches!"

"The time was too short and the matches were too frequent; the contestants couldn't recover at all, so how could their physical condition be maintained at the best level?"

"If we stretch the time out to three or even four months, the situation will be much better!"

While speaking, the group had already exited the competition venue, and surrounded by their Underlings, they got directly into their respective sedans; Zhang Yong was called by Jiang Tianyang into his own car to talk.

"Oh, judging by what you mean, your Big Brother intends to continue organizing the 'Infinite Fighting Tournament'?"

Jiang Tianyang became interested and asked directly: "When will the second tournament begin?"

"Big Brother said, we'll start preparing after the New Year!"

Zhang Yong didn't hide anything and said directly: "The qualifiers start in March, and it will run until the finals in June or July!"

"Such a long time is enough for the fighters to adjust, and then we can restart in the second half of the year, in September!"

"So, your Big Brother intends to hold two tournaments a year?"

Jiang Tianyang was a bit surprised: "Isn't that a bit too frequent?"

"Big Brother said, it's just like European football matches, divided into two seasons!"

Zhang Yong said happily: "As long as the prize money is sufficient and the promotion is in place, there is no need to worry about having no audience; the government is also quite satisfied with this kind of competition planning!"

Jiang Tianyang was lost in thought; clearly, Zhang Yong's explanation had touched a nerve.

This man was truly in a rush, returning to Siam by plane early the next morning.

By the time Wu Feng arrived at Jiang Tiansheng's villa, Jiang Tianyang was long gone.

"A-Feng, sit!"

Jiang Tiansheng greeted him very warmly: "Don't mind my second brother; he doesn't know how carefree and happy he is in Siam, his life is even more comfortable than mine!"

"Haha, the situation in Hong Kong and Siam is different!"

Wu Feng sat down and laughed: "There are many Dadahengs in Hong Kong, and those foreigners are not to be trifled with!"

"Over in Siam, the royal family, the military, and the government are a tangled mess; Young Master Jiang has money, men, and guns, so as long as he doesn't stir up trouble, he is like a local tyrant!"

"Let's not talk about him, it's meaningless!"

Jiang Tiansheng waved his hand and casually changed the subject: "You told me before, advising me to take the path of a Sports Tycoon!"

"I was a bit hesitant before, but after seeing you organize the 'Infinite Fighting Tournament', I realized that taking the path of a Sports Tycoon is actually quite good!"

"Of course it's good!"

Wu Feng made it very clear: "As long as there are results, the government will still give plenty of face!"

"Yes, I really hadn't thought of that point before!"

Jiang Tiansheng chuckled: "But it's not too late to realize it now; A-Feng, what do you think is the most appropriate thing for me to do now?"

Wu Feng almost rolled his eyes upon hearing this, thinking to himself, don't put on such a confident air.

I don't even have much confidence myself!

"Mr. Jiang, there's no need to rush this matter!"

Wu Feng pondered for a moment and felt that since Jiang Tiansheng was interested, it wouldn't be good to pour cold water on him.

"How about we join forces to organize an amateur football tournament after the New Year?"

Wu Feng laughed: "The brothers under us all like to play football, so each branch can organize a team; find a day with good weather after the New Year, and organize all the teams to play in batches!"

"Just an amateur football tournament alone probably won't make much of a splash!"

Jiang Tiansheng frowned; what he urgently needed now was fame.

He felt quite regretful in his heart; if he had known the 'Infinite Fighting Tournament' would be so popular, he would have insisted on getting involved and becoming one of the organizers.

Even if it were just to have his name attached, he could have openly and honestly engaged in friendly exchanges with government officials.

"Let's play something special!"

Wu Feng said with a smile: "The amateur football tournament we organize must be played with an attacking style!"

"In this way, it will be hard not to attract viewers, and with the promotion from television stations, it will be easy to build a reputation; the key is that the matches must be exciting!"

"A-Feng, this idea of yours is good!"

Jiang Tiansheng's eyes lit up, and he said with satisfaction: "Your brain is indeed sharp; you thought of such a good idea so easily, it's settled then!"

"Mr. Jiang, there are only a few days left until the New Year!"

Wu Feng reminded him: "If we're going to do it, we should start as soon as possible; first, greet all the District Leaders so they can be prepared, so they won't be in a rush when they need to provide teams!"

"You reminded me well!"

Jiang Tiansheng nodded in agreement: "By the way, let's handle Datou's promotion to Red Pole of the organization at the same time!"

Speaking of this, his expression became somewhat unpleasant, as he was quite dissatisfied with Dalao B.

(End of chapter)