If we talk about the development of the prefix in Hong Kong, it really has to be traced back to the 40s of the last century, and the prefix of Hong Kong is generally referred to as the "triad", and around 1840 the establishment of a church in Hong Kong and the establishment of an organization.

Because the Qing government had just ceded Hong Kong to Britain at that time, due to the unique economic, political and social environment of the colony, the triad had an excellent opportunity for development, and it quickly began to breed and spread, gradually forming a strong underground force on Hong Kong Island.

Later, due to the inability of the police to crack down, corruption, incompetence and even collusion, the triad had taken root in Hong Kong, and its members had infiltrated the Public Works Department, the Harbour Master's Office, the Chinese Civil Affairs Department, the High Court and the Chinese police, and by the end of the 19th century, triad members had accounted for about one-third of Hong Kong's adult Chinese male population.

At this point, community organizations have been integrated into all aspects of Hong Kong residents' lives, and it can even be said that triad culture has become a part of Hong Kong culture at all.

Now there are three most powerful prefixes in Hong Kong: Xinji, Hutchison, and Number Gang, these three clubs are super large organizations with almost 100,000 members, and the organizational structure is quite perfect, with sitting in the hall (dragon head), Zha Fit people (district talkers), 426 red sticks (can fight and tie up the job is 49 Tsai), white paper fan (similar to the role of the master), 49 Tsai (ordinary gangsters).

Just like in some places in the mainland, it was impossible for Hong Kong in the 90s to do business without prefix organizations, especially for people like Xiong Baizhou, who wanted to open stores, factories, and even pirated CDs, they couldn't get around these real social formations.

Since you have to face it, as Xiong Baizhou said, instead of waiting for others to come to the door, it is better to go down in person to make waves.

Zhong You, you must "evil" each other.

In fact, there is no need to explain at all, Xiong Baizhou will generally take the initiative to avoid ordinary people, but when facing underground forces, whether it is in Yuecheng or Wuzhou, basically the other party is cornered.

The essence of these organizations is always the same, and if you let go of the principles when you get along with them, these street hits will not be grateful at all, but will think that you are a bully, and you will only get an inch next time.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his 40s sat on the sofa in the lobby of the Perth Hotel, not tall but very burly, the way the suit was worn was very similar to Sheng Yuanqing, the top two buttons were spread out at random, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the main entrance of the Perth Hotel.

This person is the current sitting of Hutchison, Feng Dirong, nicknamed Big D Rong.

There are two people standing next to him, one of them is Zheng Renduo who he met at the gate of the stadium yesterday afternoon, shiny and well-dressed; the other has a very different temperament from Zheng Renduo, his face is full of impatience and ruthlessness, and the tattoo that spreads up from his chest can be seen through the collar, and there are a little marks on his neck, which is Peng Junyuan, a member of Hutchison Wan Chai, nicknamed Tattoo Yuan.

Perth Hotel is in Central, Wan Chai, so he's definitely going to be there.

Peng Junyuan is different from Zheng Renduo, he was born as a pure thug red stick, otherwise in Wan Chai, where gold is everywhere and disputes all day long, the name will not be able to occupy it at all, so Peng Junyuan looks down on Zheng Renduo, a person who has a white paper fan, and Kwun Tong is a poor place in the countryside, so Peng Junyuan is not polite at all.

"Ah Ren, you are doing it, where do you know a business card on the street and call Brother Rong over, wait for half an hour, you have a lot of time to be a big guy and me. ”

Although Zheng Renduo's territory is not as good as Peng Junyuan's, and his reputation is not as good as his, everyone is a pit person, how can he be choked at will: "You have done it beforehand, anyway, it's just a business discussion for a while, and you don't understand." ”

"I'll pick ······" Peng Junyuan heard Zheng Renduo directly say that he didn't understand business, and he was angry and wanted to scold.

"Shut up. Feng Dirong, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned and spoke: "It's a little thing like this, do you want others to see the joke?"

Peng Junyuan glared at Zheng Renduo, these two kinds of people who were born differently, due to their different experiences, look at things differently, and they have been disagreeable to each other for a long time, but Peng Junyuan did not target Zheng Renduo this time, but talked about Xiong Baizhou: "This egg is really enough to scatter the street, let us wait so long, I really don't know how he only has more than 100 people, how to dominate Yuecheng as rumored." ”

Feng Dirong sighed in his heart, it was true that he was sitting in the museum, but not everything could be said in the words.

Hutchison is different from Xinji, Xinji is a hereditary system, Lao Dou passed on his son, and outsiders can't be the leader; Hutchison is a selection system, sitting in the museum every two years, and there are many uncles who have been sitting in the museum in front of him.

At present, there are two different voices on the development of Hutchison, one side of the people feel that sticking to Hong Kong, no matter if the external situation changes, Hong Kong Island will not disappear in vain;

There are also some people such as Zheng Renduo, they feel that there is definitely no future if they keep the past, and a Guangdong city is equivalent to the size of 7 Hong Kong, as long as they are not stupid, they know that the development of the community must be tied to the mainland that is about to take off.

Everyone knows that the return to the motherland is an inevitable general trend, and the situation between Hong Kong and the other side of the strait has suddenly become complicated, and no one knows what the situation will be in the future.

In addition, the mainland's social economy is developing rapidly, but because of its small region, dense population, and large social gap between the rich and the poor, Hong Kong's valuable trades have long been carved up, and it has long since lost the glory of the "Asian Tigers."

Riches, in the north.

But how to get on the northern line, Feng Dirong has no idea, the strength of the other party must not be too small, otherwise it will not satisfy Hutchison's appetite.

However, why do powerful people choose to do business with the underworld, and are there any resources that can be exchanged at the prefix?

When Zheng Renduo brought back this business card, Feng Dirong looked at this business card with a novel design, and he immediately asked people to inquire that Hutchison has not only members in Hong Kong, but also many in the adjacent Guangdong City, and the results came out quickly.

The efficiency is so fast, not because Hutchison is so powerful, but because the name is too loud.

Aisheng Electronics is currently only a small business, but the three words "Xiong Baizhou" mean too much:

It is rumored to be the behind-the-scenes boss of Zhou Mei Electric;

It is determined that he is the boss of the underground world of Yuecheng;

There may have been a large-scale act of retaliation in Guixi;

I heard that I have a good relationship with Henderson Land.

Rumored, certain, maybe, heard, the last one can even be removed, Xiong Baizhou and Guo Xiaosheng have played together, needless to say.

"Where do they live in Hong Kong?" asked Fung Die-wing.

"The business card says Perth Hotel, which should be where Mr. Xiong lives. "Zheng Renduo's title has changed.

"You can't keep the past, I'm going to see this Mr. Xiong tomorrow, and if I have business, let's talk about it." Feng Dirong made up his mind.

So there is the current scene, Feng Dirong was immersed in his thoughts, and suddenly heard Peng Junyuan scolding in a low voice: "Pick, do you think it's the God of Gambling?"

Feng Dirong raised his head and saw a young man walking into the door of the hotel with a steady step, a black suit neatly worn on his body, revealing a well-proportioned and robust figure, full of heaven, fixed eyes, two sword eyebrows into the sideburns, with a smile on his face, a cigar in his mouth, three or five hands and feet attached to him, and looking forward to it.

Feng Dirong stood up and said to Peng Junyuan, who was a little stunned: "Ah Yuan, I will let you listen, for the sake of baa, you can dominate Yuecheng with only more than 100 people." ”

"That's because he only needs so many people. ”

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