This is a man with a story!

Yang Weiping judged at a glance that Wang Xiangdong was not the kind of old boy he had seen before.

Being able to smuggle people from the mainland to Hong Kong and survive tenaciously is by no means something that ordinary people can do.

While Yang Weiping was looking at Wang Xiangdong, Wang Xiangdong was also secretly observing Yang Weiping.

If Xiang Rong hadn't told him before that the young Boss Yang in front of him had just come from the mainland, he would definitely think that this was the son of a wealthy man in Hong Kong.

His well-tailored Armani suit and the limited-edition Patek Philippe men's watch on his wrist all highlight his dignity and luxury, without the slightest nouveau riche copper. There is also a kind of compelling momentum that has been in the top position for a long time, which is very different from the Chinese compatriots in Wang Xiangdong's memory.

When did such a young master of the big capitalist come out in the mainland? Didn't it mean that all the capitalists in China had been defeated and wiped out?

The two looked at each other for about a minute, and Yang Weiping smiled indifferently with approval in his eyes, "It's a guest here, Mr. Wang, please! Ah Rong, serve tea, take the can of Dahong robe I drank." ”

"Yes, boss. Xiang Rong complimented, invited Wang Xiangdong and the other four into the office, and then turned around to make tea and entertain guests.

Wang Xiangdong politely thanked him, and sat down on a single sofa on the brown-red European-style leather sofa on the south wall of the office.

Fat Bo, Silly Biao, and Datou walked around behind Wang Xiangdong and stood in a row with their backs.

Yang Weiping took a Havana cigar from the cigar box on his desk, gestured to the east, and said with a smile: "Get one?"

"Xie Lu Xie, this thing is not used to smoking, I am still used to smoking Marlboro. Wang Xiangdong touched a pack of Marlboro cigarettes with a slightly crumpled cigarette box from his trouser pocket, took out a light bite filter, and took out a Tuppen lighter from the other trouser pocket, shook his right hand lightly, and with a crisp sound of "ding", he lit the cigarette and inhaled it hard.

Yang Weiping also lit the cigar at this time, took a puff, and then gently sandwiched it with the middle finger of his right hand, and slowly came to the single sofa opposite Wang Xiangdong and sat down slowly.

"Listen to Ah Rong, Mr. Wang has just been released from Stanley Prison. Is it release from prison or parole?" Yang Weiping stared deeply at the slightly slender Danfeng eyes on Wang Xiangdong's bronze face, and asked quietly.

"After his release from prison, he was originally sentenced to seven years and four and a half years in prison. Wang Xiangdong obviously didn't intend to hide it, and replied disappreciatively: "I just came out, and I haven't found a way out to make a living." I heard that Boss Yang is recruiting people from all over Hong Kong, so I came to take a look, I don't know if Boss Yang dares to use people like us?"

"In my eyes, there are no good people and bad people, only one kind of person, the one who follows the rules. Yang Weiping smiled indifferently: "Mixing on the road is also a way to beg for a living." But I think Mr. Wang meant, it seems that he doesn't plan to continue to mix in the Tao, could it be that he is tired of the club's way of life of fighting and killing, and wants to try to change his way of life?"

"It depends on whether Boss Yang is willing to give him this opportunity. Wang Xiangdong gently dusted the ash in the crystal ashtray on the coffee table in front of him, looked at Yang Weiping meaningfully and smiled.

"I'm just a dilapidated old factory, and the location is quite remote, I don't know what Mr. Lu Daowang likes about my factory?" Yang Weiping smiled noncommittally.

"Before I came, I just had the idea of giving it a try, but after seeing Boss Yang's noble brother Xiang and Boss Yang himself, I changed my mind. Wang Xiangdong smiled suddenly, leaned forward slightly, stared at Yang Weiping with bright eyes, and said: "It is not easy for outsiders to come to Hong Kong to set up a factory. Boss Yang, if I'm not mistaken, there are a lot of people who come to your factory to find trouble, right?"

"Hehe, there are indeed a lot of rotten boys in the community, extorting money under the banner of collecting protection money. Yang Weiping smiled as if he didn't take it seriously: "Listening to the meaning of Mr. Wang's words just now, could it be that you can help me solve these troubles?"

"Who are you talking about rotten boys? I think back then, our Dongge, in Kowloon, was a famous hegemon on the road!" Fatty Bo glared at Yang Weiping with a disdainful look in Chinese with a pronounced Hokkien accent.

Xiang Rong, who had just brewed the tea and put it on the coffee table, suddenly raised his head and glanced at Fei Bo fiercely, the murderous cold eyes made Fei Bo feel cold for no reason, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Fat Bo, shut up!" Wang Xiangdong was also secretly vigilant by the murderous aura in Xiang Rong's eyes at this time, and shouted in a deep voice while guarding against Xiang Rong's sudden attack.

"Ah Rong, stand down, don't scare the guests. Yang Weiping picked up the freshly brewed teacup, pouted and blew lightly on the tea leaves on the cup, and said indifferently.

"Yes, boss. Xiang Rong turned around and nodded at Yang Weiping, then turned his head and said coldly to Feibo: "Young man, beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth." ”

After finishing speaking, Xiang Rong walked behind Yang Weiping, stared at the fat wave opposite with an expressionless face, and stood with his hands down.

"Boss Yang, my brother has been in the bitter kiln for too long, and he has forgotten some rules, and I hope that you will have a lot of adults, don't be like him. Wang Xiangdong can now be sure that Xiang Rong is definitely the kind of veteran who has killed people on the battlefield and seen blood, because just now, he obviously felt the murderous aura emerging from Xiang Rong's body.

"Young people are strong-blooded and a little impulsive, understandable. Yang Weiping took a sip of tea, put the teacup down lightly on the coffee table, picked up the cigar on the other crystal ashtray in front of him, took a deep breath, and a moody smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Brothers who know how to protect their eldest brother are all good brothers, Mr. Wang, you are very good." ”

Wang Xiangdong extinguished most of the cigarettes left in his hand in the ashtray, stood up, arched Yang Weiping with both hands in his fists, and said with a smile on his face: "Boss Yang, it is abrupt, with Brother Xiang's skills, it is simply beyond his strength, and it is unfounded." What a bother, farewell!"

Seeing Wang Xiangdong leaving, Yang Weiping's right hand holding the cigar stretched out, and said with a straight face: "Mr. Wang, please stay!"

Wang Xiangdong stared at Yang Weiping with a slight frown, and asked indifferently with a resolute look in his eyes: "Boss Yang, it's not too much to kill, I have already apologized to you on behalf of my brother, do you still want to do anything?"

"Hehe, Mr. Wang, you misunderstood. Yang Weiping shook his head and smiled: "I mean, since I came, it is you and I who are destined, in Hong Kong, it is not easy to meet the fellow villagers in the capital." If you really want to come to my factory to work, we can sit down and have a good chat. ”

Wang Xiangdong stared at Yang Weiping's eyes tightly for a while, feeling the sincerity in the other party's eyes, and then slowly sat down again, waiting for the other party's next step without saying a word.

"Mr. Wang, Guantang Industrial Zone is a new development zone, I don't know how much you know about the environment of the surrounding areas in this area?" Yang Weiping asked with a solemn face.

Wang Xiangdong took out a cigarette, lit it, took three puffs in succession, looked up at Yang Weiping and said: "I came to Hong Kong in 1968, and I didn't find a job in Hong Kong and Kowloon for a year. I remember that it was originally an uninhabited seaside wasteland with only a few small smelters, which was later jointly developed by some of Hong Kong's leading real estate developers with the intention of making it the largest industrial area in Kowloon.

When the construction of this industrial zone was broken, the Tung Hing Society also followed the trend and bought a piece of land, and at that time, in order to compete for the land here, several major societies in Kowloon did not hesitate to fight, and I was arrested and imprisoned for intentional injury after that big scuffle. It's been more than four years, and it's almost unrecognizable. …,

However, as far as I know, large associations such as Dongxing Society, Triad Society, and Jiulong Hall all grabbed a lot of land, and now this industrial area is also divided into three pieces by the three major associations, each with its own responsibility, and it is strictly forbidden for people below to cross the border. The location of Boss Yang's factory should now be regarded as the territory of Dongxing Society. ”

"You used to be in Dongxing Society?" Yang Weiping's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible joy, and his tone was obviously a little surprised.

"Well, it was also one of the club's double-flower red sticks back then. Wang Xiangdong nodded and replied.

Hearing Wang Xiangdong say this, Yang Weiping couldn't help but have a little light in his eyes.

During this period of time, the factory troublemakers were basically all gangsters from the Dongxing Society, and there was a wave of them in three days, which made him very annoying, but for the time being, he couldn't talk to the Dongxing Society, which was known as one of the three major associations in the Kowloon area.

According to the information he found out from the Kowloon Police Station, the Tung Hing Society is now in the limelight, and its reputation is resounding, and it is faintly suppressing the trend of the other two major associations, the Triad and the Kowloon Hall.

Before he had absolute certainty about dealing with Dongxing Society, Yang Weiping did not dare to act rashly.

The reason why he chose to come to the Guantang Industrial Zone is because there are several ready-made smelters here, and the other reason is that he fell in love with the land here.

The purchase of this smelter with 2.4 million Hong Kong dollars is not the value of the smelter's equipment, but the 50 acres of land occupied by the smelter.

It is not an exaggeration to say that in later generations, the Kwun Tong Industrial Zone gradually evolved into a super-large commercial area with the development of Hong Kong's economy.

With the 50 acres of land that Yang Weiping now has in his hands, even if he doesn't do anything, by 2012, he will be able to become a wealthy man with a net worth of more than 3 billion Hong Kong dollars!

Back then, many Hong Kong tycoons relied on the land here to make a fortune.

Yang Weiping's purpose is very clear, using the smelter as the source point, frantically enclosing land to the surrounding areas, and absolutely not allowing the more than 4 million US dollars deposited in the bank to earn interest, but to turn all of them into land.

Although it will no longer be an industrial area in the future, it is still very suitable to establish a comprehensive research institute in Guantang.

Hong Kong has so little industrial land and almost zero mineral resources that it is not an ideal place to develop a large-scale industrial park. It's just that although it can't develop industry in Hong Kong, it doesn't prevent Yang Weiping from appreciating his land here to make money.

Knowing that Wang Xiangdong was one of the former double-flowered red sticks of Dongxing Society, Yang Weiping's mind couldn't help but start to liven up.

In view of the current social phenomenon in Hong Kong where gangsters are rampant, Yang Weiping has never thought of reunifying the underground forces of Hong Kong on his own. This is too unrealistic, and he is now very content to be able to protect himself in the area where the Kwun Tong Industrial Zone is located, and not to let the Hong Kong community force to stick its claws in.

Yang Weiping is unfamiliar with Hong Kong, and the brothers Xiang Rong and Xiang Yang are even darker, and it is not easy to form a force that can protect themselves.

But now, here's your chance!

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