Chapter 195: Contention and Disparity (Please Subscribe)

Damn it, this is exactly the result I wanted.

Wu Feng felt quite amused in his heart, yet his face revealed not the slightest hint of emotion.

He thanked Jing Kun for the reminder, then sat and waited for the meeting to begin.

Jiang Tiansheng appeared right on time; seeing his beaming face, it was clear he had been in quite a good mood lately.

Wu Feng had set up quite a few ladders for him, helping him make connections with many so-called influential people.

For someone like him, who wanted to wash his hands of the underworld through high-level connections, life over the past few months had truly been sweet.

"A-Feng, the momentum behind the Beauty Pageant and the Fighting Tournament is truly astonishing!"

Seeing Wu Feng, he couldn't help but tease: "Are you even able to handle it all?"

"I'm just the one providing the ideas!"

Wu Feng laughed heartily: "The people actually doing the work naturally have to be from the television station; otherwise, why would I be paying them salaries? To raise idlers?"

"But quite a few people have been asking me where the final of the Beauty Pageant will be held."

Jiang Tiansheng said with a smile: "They all want a ticket!"

"Haha, don't worry, Boss Jiang, I'll give you a hundred VIP tickets when the time comes!"

Wu Feng chuckled: "I certainly won't let your friends down!"

"That's good!"

Jiang Tiansheng nodded and smiled: "Actually, I am quite fond of the beauties in the pageant as well!"

The other district spokespersons, seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, couldn't help but secretly grumble.

We know you two have a good relationship, but is there any need to show it off like this?

Fortunately, Jiang Tiansheng quickly reined in his emotions and said calmly: "Let's start the accounting."

The district spokespersons had no intention of causing trouble; the money they handed over at least matched the ledgers at the main hall. Some fluctuations were inevitable, as long as the discrepancy wasn't huge.

In fact, everyone had been living quite well lately!

The pork trotter rice business continued to expand and penetrate deeper, and the craze for trendy clothing brought about by the Beauty Pageant had also allowed their territories to grab a share of the profits.

These were all extra, legitimate earnings; while still not enough to compare to the society's core income, it was already enough for them to live the lives of wealthy men.

Because of this, they wouldn't easily play tricks when handing over the accounts.

As the saying goes, Jiang Tiansheng had been generous enough in delegating power.

"Not bad, not bad. It looks like everyone is living quite well!"

Jiang Tiansheng nodded with satisfaction after reviewing the accounts and said with a light laugh: "The Macau gambling hall needs some manpower support lately!"

"If any of your subordinates have enough confidence, send them over to help out for a while!"

In the summer of '88, the European Cup was set to begin.

Coupled with the telephone betting for the "Unlimited Fighting Tournament" that Wu Feng had set up, as well as the popularity betting for the Beauty Pageant contestants, the gambling halls in Macau were indeed busy enough.

Plus, with the European Cup offshore betting, if there weren't enough people to hold down the fort, it would indeed be easy for mistakes to happen.

"Boss Jiang, A-Nan from my side can go!"

Dalao B spoke up immediately, recommending Chen Haonan, whom he valued the most.

"I say, A-B, has your brain been flooded?"

Jing Kun was not polite at all, saying directly: "Boss Jiang is talking about senior members; why are you sending a Four-Nine out? If outsiders find out, they'll think Hong Hing has no one left!"

"That's right, A-B, Chen Haonan is indeed not bad, but he's still just a Four-Nine!"

"We have so many senior members under us; any one of them is no mediocre talent. It really isn't appropriate to let Chen Haonan take on the task; if things go wrong, he'll be hated by all the other senior members!"

"..."

The other district spokespersons expressed their opposition one after another, and the looks they gave Dalao B were no longer friendly.

Damn it, do they think the senior members under them are dead?

Besides, didn't Chen Haonan participate in the "Unlimited Fighting Tournament" and get eliminated as soon as he entered the main tournament?

Right now, does he even have the heart and energy to run off to Macau and stir things up?

How many underlings does Chen Haonan have, and can he handle things if trouble arises?

In fact, the senior members sitting against the wall didn't look too happy at this moment.

It was only because their bosses were present that they didn't dare to explode; otherwise, they would have been cursing loudly by now.

The only senior member who came with Wu Feng was Li Xin, and he had been so busy lately that he had no interest in getting involved in such infighting.

"This... A-Nan is from Macau, and his ability is quite good, so I thought it would be appropriate for him to go. Is there a need for such a big reaction?"

Dalao B's face was ugly. After the other spokespersons finished speaking, he said with dissatisfaction: "If you think it won't work, just nominate your own senior members!"

As he spoke, he looked at Jing Kun, who had spoken first, and said sarcastically: "Or how about we just let Sha Qiang from Brother Kun's side go? I hear Sha Qiang's ability is truly not bad."

Sha Qiang was also sitting on a chair against the wall, and he was startled when he heard Dalao B's words.

He had no desire to go to Macau, and he had no interest in running a gambling hall.

Damn it, don't you know that in Macau, people play with firearms at the drop of a hat?

He knew his own martial arts skills; he didn't even dare to sign up for the "Unlimited Fighting Tournament" for fear of not even passing the preliminary rounds, which would be a huge loss of face.

He was currently a king of Portland Street, and he had recently made friends with quite a few wealthy young masters; he was living a life of ease and comfort, and he didn't want to go to Macau to take risks.

"Sha Qiang is not suitable!"

Jing Kun flatly rejected the idea, saying irritably: "I've been very busy lately, and all the society's affairs need Sha Qiang to handle them. How could this guy possibly get away?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Sha Qiang.

Especially the senior members who were also sitting against the wall; their eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

Listen to that: Jing Kun doesn't have the time to deal with the society's affairs in Mong Kok, so he lets Sha Qiang call all the shots.

Damn it, isn't this just a Mong Kok Hall Master in all but name?

No wonder this guy had been acting so cocky lately; he drove the latest sports car, wore gold all over his hands and neck, and whenever he was met, he had the air of a wealthy man. So that's what it was.

"Whatever the Big Brother tells me to do, I do!"

Sha Qiang hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Thank you, Big Brother, for your trust!"

"Hahaha..."

Jing Kun laughed triumphantly, waved his hand, and said irritably: "See? I really can't spare any extra manpower here; it's mainly because I don't have any outstanding underlings!"

Up to now, he only had Sha Qiang as a Red Pole under him; as for the White Paper Fan and Straw Sandal, those positions were still vacant.

Fine, since Jing Kun had put it that way, Sha Qiang was indeed not suitable.

In fact, the most bizarre one was Dalao B.

As the Causeway Bay spokesperson, he didn't have a single senior member under him!

If it were before, when senior members needed to be promoted at the main hall and the quotas were held by the main hall, it would be understandable that he had no senior members promoted. But now, the situation was different.

The main hall had already delegated the power to promote senior members; as long as the district spokesperson was willing and the Four-Nine under them had decent merits, they could be successfully promoted to become a society senior member.

Yet even now, there wasn't a single proper senior member in Causeway Bay.

Not to mention those veteran Four-Nines, even Chen Haonan hadn't been promoted.

No one knew what Dalao B was thinking.

"I think the Straw Sandal Li Xin from the Sai Kung branch is very suitable!"

Jing Kun spoke up again, pointing at Li Xin and laughing: "I believe everyone has heard of this guy's ability."

"Most importantly, this guy has spread the pork trotter rice business all over Macau!"

The other district spokespersons couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

Li Xin being able to spread the pork trotter rice business all over Macau without making a sound—such ability and means were truly not to be underestimated.

Even if they were to do it themselves, they probably wouldn't achieve such results.

"No, no, no, Brother Kun, please spare me!"

Before anyone else could speak, Li Xin begged for mercy: "I have a mountain of things to do; I simply can't get away!"

Then, he briefly described the things he had to handle.

The standardized fancy billiards and table tennis tournaments had already been formed, and recently, street basketball and three-on-three football tournaments had been added, and the arcade game tournament couldn't be left behind either.

Not only that, he also had to spare energy to coordinate the sports equipment promotion for the Fighting Tournament.

If it weren't for his truly formidable ability and the fact that he had recruited a group of capable staff to help him, he would have been exhausted long ago.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other.

Damn it, is there a need to be this exaggerated?

It seems Li Xin is really busy; just listening to it made their scalps tingle.

Wu Feng, the Big Brother who subconsciously looked at Li Xin, thought to himself that this guy was ruthless, working his senior members to death.

If it were them, or the senior members under them, they would have collapsed long ago.

"Don't be fooled by this kid; it's not that exaggerated!"

Wu Feng felt a bit embarrassed by the subtle looks from the many spokespersons and said irritably: "Garden Street is indeed very busy, but it hasn't reached the point of life or death!"

"Many tournaments have already formed standardized processes; as long as the supervision of the process doesn't go wrong, it'll be fine!"

"After all, having tossed about for more than a year, we've at least cultivated some qualified relevant staff. As long as the general framework is set up, there won't be any major mistakes!"

"Of course, as the person in charge, Li Xin certainly can't leave suddenly!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Da Fei, who was picking his nose, and suggested: "Let Da Fei go; this guy looks like he has plenty of free time!"

Everyone looked at Da Fei in unison, all showing expressions of disgust on their faces.

Fine, the matter finally fell on Da Fei.

This guy was quite happy; this was an out-and-out lucrative job.

Except for the two who were based in Mong Kok and had enough confidence not to care, the other spokespersons still valued it quite a bit.

Don't think that just because you accept telephone bets, you can't play tricks; in fact, there are many ways to do it, it just depends on whether you have the guts. It's easy to make hundreds of thousands or even a million.

At this moment, the many district spokespersons of Hong Hing had already opened up a clear gap.

Those who were strong were truly strong, not even inferior to ordinary second-rate societies.

But for the rest, the progress wasn't great.

After finishing the discussion on the specific candidates to support the Macau gambling hall, Jiang Tiansheng's face became serious, and he looked directly at Dalao B and asked: "A-B, what's going on in Causeway Bay?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 196 =====