Chinese Ma Wangbo's mound in Causeway Bay needs to cross the sea every time he goes to Jiao, and the traffic in Hong Kong in 85 years is simply inconvenient to the extreme. If you want to cross the sea, you have to get on the boat from the Kwun Tong Typhoon Shelter to North Point Pier and get off the boat and then transfer to the bus, which takes at least 2 hours on the way.

Hou Wenjun is not an official member of Liansheng, and Ma Wangbo did not give him the field or something. 1080 yuan per month is not really a payment, it can only be regarded as a protection fee handed over to Ma Wangbo. Last time, he borrowed soldiers from him, and he played the banner of Liansheng, so he had to explain to the club, and when he officially joined the club, he didn't need to pay 1080 yuan a month.

When Wen Jun took a few younger brothers to Causeway Bay, it was already more than 8 o'clock in the evening. Usually at this time, Ma Wangbo is playing cards in the mahjong parlor, and he really deals with business after 12 midnight.

The mahjong parlor in the 80s was not a good place, the smell of sweat and smoke mixed together into a disgusting taste, but fortunately, Ma Wangbo played cards in a more high-end private room.

Hou Wenjun led people through the ordinary hall in front of him to the private room area, and the gangsters who guarded the door saw Hou Wenjun and said with a smile: "Ah Jun, come and see the big guy, I heard that your kid is now overturned in Guantang?" ”

Huang Wenbin didn't rush to answer, but looked at the other gangsters standing at the door, these people were not Ma Wangbo's younger brothers, there should be other bigwigs in them.

"Brother Bin, it's time to smoke." Saying that, Hou Wenjun touched the bag from his body, Marlboro came out, scattered one for Huang Wenbin, who was guarding the door, and lit it for him: "What oil and water can Guantang have?" The boss is in there? ”

Huang Wenbin took a deep breath of cigarette and laughed twice before continuing: "Ah Jun, you are not honest. The boss is inside, you can go in by yourself, they stay. As he spoke, he pointed to the little brother behind Hou Wenjun.

"Then Brother Bin, I'll go in first." After Hou Wenjun said hello to Huang Wenbin, he gave a few words to his hand, and then directly crossed Huang Wenbin and pushed the door into the private room.

Hou Wenjun guessed right, in the private room, he not only saw Ma Wangbo, but also saw the person who talked about Liansheng Wan Chai, the boss of his own boss. I don't know the other two very well, but looking at the momentum, it should be a big guy.

Hou Wenjun walked into the private room and shouted, "Boss, Uncle Ji." After saying hello to Ma Wangbo and Blowing Chicken, he took the initiative to stand behind Ma Wangbo.

He Liansheng Wan Chai is a 42-year-old old man, and I heard that in this year's two-year election with Liansheng, his voice is the highest. The entire Wan Chai area is about to be beaten by him and Liansheng, and his head horse, Ma Wangbo, is the largest peripheral horse king in Hong Kong, and the entire Helian Shengli is currently the strongest force.

Before Ma Wangbo could speak, Blowing Chicken pointed directly at Hou Wenjun and pointed at the other two bigwigs on the mahjong table and said: "Ah Jun is here, this is our brother and Liansheng's sitting, this is the cold guy of my uncle's generation." ”

After Hou Wenjun shouted "Uncle Bang, Uncle Leng" in a regular manner, he was ready to stop talking and watch his boss play cards.

Who knows that the blowing chicken does not let go of Hou Wenjun and continued: "This is the most outstanding beautiful boy in my small generation, Hou Wenjun, Junzai, and the rising star of Guantang. ”

As soon as he finished blowing the chicken, he looked at Hou Wenjun and continued: "I know you, Hou Wenjun, you pulled out the flag of Changle in Guantang a few months ago (the former boss of San Linuo Middle School is the younger brother of the speaker in Guantang District of Changle Society. Changle is a sunset club, and the entire club is now only a few thousand people, and the paparazzi in Guantang is even more unsuccessful, and it took nine years for the old rivers and lakes to become "straw shoes" guarding two mahjong parlors and a small gambling stall. Hou Wenjun borrowed troops from Ma Wangbo and swept away Changle's mound in Guantang District. Their old top black star also came to me, and the offspring is good. ”

To tell the truth, the string explosion is still quite envious of the chicken, before the rise of his subordinate Ma Wangbo, he was nothing in the game and Liansheng, otherwise he would have been sitting in the hall two years ago. Now his subordinate Ma Wang Bo has become the largest peripheral horse king in Hong Kong, and even the younger brother's younger brother 17 or 8-year-old offspring can sweep people's mounds and pull out people's flags.

In front of the string explosion and others, Hou Wenjun was very low-key, and in the face of the praise of the string explosion, he just smiled and did not speak.

Ma Wangbo was very happy to see that his uncles were praising his horses, and when he needed someone to help him publicize the expansion of peripheral business two years ago, he accepted Hou Wenjun, who lived in Guantang, and he didn't care much about Hou Wenjun and let him develop on his own. Who knows that this guy has been mixing well in the Guantang area in the past year, and now he has even heard of his reputation in the restaurant with Liansheng.

"Okay, Ah Jun, you go back, our uncles still have to play cards, what will we talk about tomorrow." Ma Wangbo said and waved his hand to let Hou Wenjun leave the private room first, the bosses sitting here are not what he can only touch now.

"Okay, boss, then I'll go first." After Hou Wenjun said hello, he walked out directly.

"Blowing chicken, you can be majestic now, even the little brother's little brother has come out."

This was the last thing Hou Wenjun heard before he went out, and it should have been said by the cold guy who hadn't spoken just now.

After going out and saying a few words to Huang Wenbin, Hou Wenjun took his little brother back to Guantang.

By the time they rushed back to the night market in Guantang, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and this time point was also the last lively moment in the night market.

Bustling crowds shuttled back and forth in this small street, and all kinds of cries came and went. Hou Wenjun and his group set up a stall on the street, at the end of the street, and in the middle, specializing in selling some A-class leather bags, clothing, and so on.

In this night market street, which is less than 500 meters, there are at least 7 or 8 people from the community who eat together. These low-level club members are not as beautiful as in later movies, everyone joins the club just to avoid being bullied and being charged protection money, and most of them are neighbors in Guantang, although everyone eats in different units and takes care of each other before eating.

Even Changle, who was swept by Hou Wenjun before, had people set up stalls in it, and everyone was still doing their own business without the well water.

"Ah Jun, come over and discuss something." As soon as Hou Wenjun walked outside the night market street, he was stopped by Hong Xing's younger brother, the pheasant.

"Master Ji, what are you doing? Why don't you look for my sister to find me? Hearing the greeting of the pheasant, Hou Wenjun teased as he walked over.

Seeing Hou Wenjun coming, the pheasant happily surrounded Hou Wenjun's shoulder and said, "Ah Jun, these A goods are selling well, Brother Nan is looking for you to get some goods to sell." ”

"Come less, there are so many of these goods, everyone has already finished dividing them, let's wait for the next time, right, Haonan? Why didn't I see him. Hou Wenjun slapped the pheasant's hand on his shoulder and said.

The pheasant was thrown away by Hou Wenjun and said disapprerovitically: "Brother Nan took Da Tianer and they sold clothes inside, I heard that your boss is going to choose a restaurant with Liansheng this year, and then your brother Jun will be majestic." ”

"Damn, it's not my boss Ma Wang Boxuan to sit in the hall, I'm majestic, maybe one day I will have to fight when I step on your Hongxing's territory. I'll go in first, and there is a dead pheasant, you dare to soak my little sister again, be careful that I castrate you. ”

Hou Wenjun shook his head and ignored him, and walked directly to the night market.

Pheasant and his boss Chen Haonan and others used to be students of Marino Middle School, and they were still in the same grade as Hou Wenjun, but they were just in the same class. These people, like Hou Wenjun, joined the club and became peripheral members of Hongxing after they were not studying, and those like them who had not officially joined the club were called Blue Lanterns. Generally, they need to wait for a year or two after the boss with them to inspect before they officially open the incense hall for them to hold an initiation ceremony.

When he walked into the night market, almost every stall person would greet him loudly, and the greetings of "Ah Jun" and "Brother Jun" were not noticeable.

It's not that he Hou Wenjun is amazing, but that most of the people who set up stalls and visit the night market here are his neighbors and other stall owners who come to him to get their goods, and his family lives in the tenement building in the middle of this night market street.

My sister Hou Wenhui also helped sell things in this stall in the middle of the night market, which is the best and largest location in the Guantang Night Market Street.

Looking at the scene of the elder sister and her little sisters shouting and selling things, Hou Wenjun felt that there was nothing wrong with joining the club, at least my sister didn't have to go to Chinatown to be a young lady in order to supplement the family.

Hou Wenjun's elder sister Hou Wenhui is 19 years old this year, one year older than him, and is now a freshman in the Hong Kong ** law department. With a height of 168, long flowing hair and delicate facial features, how pure and lovely she looks at, a bit like Weng Meiling in the 83 version of the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

"Ah Jun, you're back, why did you cross the sea today?" In the gap between doing business, my sister Hou Wenhui greeted Hou Wenjun with a smile when she saw Hou Wenjun next to her.

"Well, how's business going today?" Hou Wenjun didn't really want to talk to his sister about the things in the club, so he immediately turned the topic to business.

Hou Wenhui also knew that he didn't want to be involved in the affairs of the club, so he followed his words: "This batch of bags is almost sold out, you don't know that many white-collar workers on Hong Kong Island are coming by boat to buy bags." I don't know how good the business is, but we sold more than a dozen of them tonight. ”

In 85, Hong Kong's A goods have not yet begun to flood, Hou Wenjun is the first group of people to make A goods, he went to a garment factory in Tsuen Wan to let them produce this year's most popular brand-name clothes or leather bags, and sell them back to Kwuntang. However, due to the size of this garment factory, he can't ship much goods at a time, and now he is considering whether to open his own garment factory to expand the scale of production.

After Hou Wenjun took people to walk around the night market, the time also came to 12 o'clock, the crowd slowly dispersed, and families began to put away their stalls.

After Hou Wenjun collected the money sold tonight and the rest of the goods, he took the elder sister and younger brothers to the food stall for supper.

Even if today is Friday, there are only a dozen people from the twenty or thirty junior brother team in the afternoon to the end of work now, a few obedient boys went home early to do their homework, some of the younger brothers and sisters who were quite strict with their tutors also went back, and the rest are basically some subordinates who don't care much at home or want to follow Hou Wenjun, these people are his backbone.