Chapter 212 Talking with Liansheng to control Kansai! (big chapter)
Chapter 212 Talking to Liansheng - Guanxi Town! (big chapter)
Dapu Shiyong concave.
As a historic ferry terminal, the main hall of Heliansheng is also located here.
Nearly a hundred years ago, a group of Jianghu people from Hongmen came to Hong Kong Island to seek wealth and started working as freight workers at this wharf. In order not to be bullied, they united into gangs, and this was the prototype of Heliansheng.
A few years later, they expanded from the prefixes of flower stalls, chicken stalls, and gambling stalls to prefixes of different sizes.
The rapid development of power has brought about the extreme expansion of the ambitions of each prefix. In the next few years, there will be friction and disputes between each prefix.
Seeing this situation, Hei Guren, who is the fifth brother of Hongqi in Tianbaoshan Bixue Hall of Hongmen, made a suggestion: Everyone has left their hometowns and all they want is wealth, so they should live in peace, share blessings and bear hardships together.
In the event of friction, it should be resolved through negotiation.
You must not resort to force unless it is absolutely necessary. Even if you have to fight, you still need to set a time for a showdown. Regardless of the victory or defeat, the officials must not be alarmed.
He proposed that those with prefixes from Hongmen should follow the rules and rituals of Hongmen, so that brothers with all prefixes could follow them and no longer be a rabble.
Since we are Hongmen brothers, we should value harmony and add the word [和] before every word!
From that day on, in addition to the Chaozhou faction, the Lien faction, the Tong faction, etc., there was another faction with the word "和" that originated from Wuzhou Hongmen!
Heshenghe, Heliqun, and Yongyi
Decades later, most of these [He]-related societies have slowly disappeared with the passage of time, and what replaced them was [He Lian Sheng]!
"Crack crack crack crack crack."
Hearing bursts of firecrackers in front of the Xiangtang, which was only a road away, Fan Shuwa couldn't help but cover her ears and looked curiously at the bustling street in front of her.
At this time, the whole street was crowded with people. In the middle of the road, a gong and drum team was playing hard, with thunderous drums and exciting gongs.
In front of the gongs and drums team was a dragon and lion dance performance. Their movements were vigorous and powerful, and their expressions were majestic. They fully demonstrated the spirituality of the dragon and the domineering power of the lion. The surrounding citizens and passers-by were all excited when they saw this wonderful performance. There were enthusiastic cheers, the atmosphere was extremely warm, and the whole street was filled with a lively and festive atmosphere.
Fan Shuwa seemed to be infected by the atmosphere. With a crescent-shaped smile, she said happily to Huang Qiqi: "Sir Huang, I didn't expect Brother Rong to be such a lively speaker. I thought it would be like in a Hollywood movie. The ceremony is being held quietly in a small dark room."
"How many times have I told you, don't call him Brother Rong? He is a member of society and we are the police! If Huang Zhicheng hears about you, this girl will never get a promotion!"
"oh"
After teaching Fan Shuwa a lesson, Huang Qifa looked around. Seeing this crowded scene, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of trick Zheng Jirong was trying to play.
He has been on duty for so long that he has seen the handover ceremony of the leader and speaker of many societies, but he has never seen such a lively one. Those who didn't know the scene thought it was a temple fair.
At this time, he saw a group of people approaching from the opposite direction not far away. Huang Qifai quickly poked Fan Shuwa with his arm and told her: "Sir, they are coming. Please be careful and don't talk nonsense."
"Oh, I know. I won't talk to them. They all look like black-faced ghosts."
"What a girl."
Huang Qifai was about to scold her a few words, but when he saw that the visitor was almost in front of him, he immediately put on a smile and extended his hand to greet her: "Sir Guan, why are you here to inspect the scene in person?"
North District Chief Superintendent Guan Chun replied with a stern face: "Since they dare to choose my territory for the handover ceremony, they must be prepared to be monitored by me from beginning to end."
He pointed to both sides of the road and said: "Not only your West Kowloon, there are also many brothers from our North District this time. They are all hidden among passers-by. You all should keep an eye on me. There was one in Kwun Tong a few days ago. There was a large-scale gun battle, and it was hard to hear what was said above!”
"The same problem must not happen again today!"
"Yeah Sir!"
After explaining them, Guan Chun stared gloomily at the door of He Liansheng Xiangtang. In the past hour, countless high-level gangsters had entered that door.
Even big overseas gangs sent many people over, and the fifth generation of the three-member group even came in person.
If one of these people has some verbal friction with others, it may lead to a gunfight and riot.
His position as Chief Superintendent was obtained through his father-in-law's connections and money. If there was another riot in his North District, he would most likely be dismissed and sent home to live on a soft diet.
When he was praying that he could get through today smoothly, a burst of thunderous applause suddenly sounded from the street in front.
He looked up and saw Zheng Jirong, wearing a white suit, getting out of the car with a smile and raising his hands to say hello to the citizens on both sides.
Seeing this scene, Guan Chun, who felt unhappy, led a group of police officers behind him and squeezed past with an unkind expression.
By the car.
Zheng Jirong looked around at the lively scene in front of the incense hall, and the corners of his mouth curved with satisfaction.
He had heard from Big D Long Gen and the others that in the past, the handover of talkers was to read some gang rules and the responsibilities and obligations of talkers in front of a few elders in the Xiangtang. With the addition of uncles and leaders from each district, there were many people in the Xiangtang. There will be more than thirty people.
Zheng Jirong would naturally not agree to such a shabby handover ceremony, so he not only invited major gangs in Asia this time, but also specially invited a professional dragon and lion dance team from Foshan, just to brighten the atmosphere. Heat it up.
He raised his hand and shouted to the surrounding citizens: "Everyone, please pay attention to safety and don't crowd around to prevent some stampede accidents."
"Haha, it's really rare that society actually cares about the safety of ordinary people."
Zheng Jirong turned to look at the speaker. When he saw a Sir wearing a white police uniform, he raised his eyebrows and said in confusion:
"Hi society?"
He opened his arms and asked Guan Chun: "Where is the Hi Society? Why haven't I seen the Hi Society?"
"Sir, are you talking about me?"
Zheng Jirong pointed at himself and said calmly: "We and Lian Sheng are registered legal associations, mainly engaged in entertainment and transportation business. Police officer, although I don't know who you are, if you continue to talk nonsense like this, I will I’ll sue you for slander.”
"I am North District Chief Superintendent Guan Chun!"
"Oh" Zheng Jirong looked at the sullen man in front of him and suddenly understood. He suddenly realized: "So you are Ms. Zhou's husband, by the way."
He approached Guan Chun and asked in a low voice: "I heard that you, the Chief Superintendent of District 1, were bought for you by Sister Zhou's money and connections. I wonder if that's true?"
"you!!!"
Guan Chun's gloomy face instantly turned red with anger. He stared at Zheng Jirong closely and said fiercely: "Don't think that no one knows what you have done! There is still justice in this world. Wait until the day you are judged."
"Shhh"
Zheng Jirong raised his finger to his mouth. Under the gaze of many police officers in front of him, Zheng Jirong pointed to the crown on Guan Chun's police badge and said coldly to everyone:
"Sir, your justice cannot judge me."
Seeing their angry and aggrieved looks, Zheng Jirong shook his head and sneered: "[Royal Police]. Hahaha."
Inside the Incense Hall.
After seeing Zheng Jirong come in, many guests who had been seated to watch the ceremony all stood up from their seats, and many familiar club bosses had already gathered around to say hello.
"Congratulations, Mr. Zheng. You have already become the talker of He Liansheng at the age of less than 30 years old. It is really amazing."
"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong held Wang Bao's hand proudly and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, your electrical appliance business is doing well. If you move a TV to the south, the price will increase five times. The hottest thing on the road now is is you!"
"I am over-flattered."
Although Wang Bao spoke modestly, there was a sense of pride in his eyes. He had opened up connections with the south some time ago, and every week he would smuggle a batch of new electrical appliances there through the fishing boats in his port. You know, it turns out that there are so many rich people in the south, and an ordinary TV set is in short supply even if its price has increased seven to eight times.
Jiang Tianyang from Hongxing also spoke at the right time: "If you want to make money, no one can do it more than Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng is recognized by many magazines and newspapers as the richest man in Hong Kong under the age of 35 with the largest assets!"
The biggest news in Hong Kong in the past two days is the ranking of Hong Kong's richest people made by [Oriental Daily] Fortune Weekly. This time, in order to attract attention, the weekly also specially counted the assets of Hong Kong's richest people under the age of 35 and made a list. A ranking.
Among them, Zheng Jirong took the top spot with a net worth of more than 5 billion, far ahead of many pursuers behind him.
According to newspaper statistics, the property, express delivery, and tram companies owned by the Huasheng Group alone are worth more than 2 billion. And don’t forget that in addition to being a director of the Huasheng Group, he also has a business in Central that obtained the white female tickets from Liu Yaozu. The Sino-Ocean Trading Group, a company that specializes in trade, import, export and real estate, has become more and more prosperous under the leadership of Robinson. Now its market value alone is more than 3 billion, plus Zheng Jirong's restaurants and nightclubs all over Hong Kong Island. , bars and other industries, with a net worth of 5 billion, he is only a lot more.
After listening to what he said, the people around him started to flatter Zheng Jirong one after another, and even started to boast that he was the next richest man in Hong Kong Island.
Zheng Jirong smiled and said nothing while listening to these compliments. He was still far from being the richest man in Hong Kong Island. After all, the industrial group he owned had only a short time to develop. After more than ten years, the properties and express delivery channels in his hands would cover the entire city. The Bay of Hong Kong and Macao is still as far as my hometown in the south, so I might really have to compete with Uncle Biao for the position of the richest man.
At this time, another deep voice came from the door, "Mr. Zheng, am I not late?"
After Zheng Jirong turned his head and saw the person clearly, he opened his arms and smiled: "Of course not, the ceremony will not be held for more than an hour."
After Zhou Chaoxian warmly hugged Zheng Jirong, he patted him on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Ah Rong, you are really amazing. You can accomplish such a big thing at the age of more than 20 years old."
"Hahaha, brother Chaoxian, please stop being modest." Zheng Jirong patted his chest and asked curiously: "I heard that Tainan will decide on the candidates for the Legislative Council in a few days. Look at your face. From the looks of it, you must have the position of committee member this time."
When Zhou Chaoxian heard this, the corner of his mouth rose and he said: "Those people are not stupid. They know that if they choose me, they will win, and if they choose someone else, they will lose. I think there is no one in Tainan who is more suitable for that position except me."
Zheng Jirong smiled and nodded, then turned his eyes to the woman beside him, "Who is this?"
"This is my wife Miaoxiang."
"It turns out to be Sister Miaoxiang." Zheng Jirong stretched out his hand to say hello to the woman.
After taking a moment to look at Miao Xiang with a smile on her face, this woman looked somewhat similar to the big shot lover in Honolulu who couldn't stab but could only be stabbed.
Then Zheng Jirong introduced the people around him to Zhou Chaoxian. After knowing Zhou Chaoxian's identity, Wang Bao and others came up to say hello enthusiastically. Not to mention that the Songlin Gang is currently one of the largest gangs in Bay Island. Zhou Chaoxian alone The news that this guy is about to become a legislator is enough to make these big guys jealous.
After becoming a legislator, it means that all the things that have been done in the past have been wiped out, and they will not be liquidated because of the past.
Almost everyone here has a lot of blood on their hands. What they fear most is that they will be liquidated after returning in a few years.
As for Zheng Jirong?
After returning home, people have to stand under the red flag to participate in ceremonies and awards!
How can you be confused with these bastards?
After all the introductions, Zheng Jirong was about to take him to his seat when suddenly Zhou Chao took his arm and whispered: "Ah Rong, actually there is another person coming with me this time."
"oh?"
Zheng Jirong glanced behind him twice and asked puzzledly: "Why didn't you see him?"
"He is still outside the Xiangtang, and he is a little afraid to see you."
After hearing Zhou Chaoxian's explanation, Zheng Jirong had some guesses in his mind. He said: "Today is a big day for Lian Sheng and I. He is a guest when he comes. Let him come in."
Zhou Chaoxian heard the words and waved to San Pao, his subordinate next to him. After a while, San Pao led a short and stocky man in.
"Hahaha, long time no see Mr. Zheng." Jiang Shanhe leaned on a gold-plated crutch and looked at Zheng Jirong with some embarrassment.
"It turns out to be Mr. Jiang." Zheng Jirong smiled and stretched out his hand and asked, "It's been a while since I've seen you. How have you been lately?"
Jiang Shanhe grinned and said: "Thanks to you, things have been calm during this period. I came here specifically to thank Mr. Zheng this time."
"Yeah?"
Zheng Jirong patted his arm, looked at him and said, "Look at how well-dressed you are now. Even this crutch makes you look rich."
"I think I can't walk as fast as you now, hahahaha"
"Ha ha ha ha."
After hearing his words, the others laughed in agreement.
The smile on Jiang Shanhe's face froze for a moment. He paused and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for not arguing with me about last time."
After Zheng Jirong glanced at him, he waved his hand and said: "Forget it, although your kid is a bit stupid, he is not a heinous one. Go in and find a seat and sit down. By the way, your sister is still on the gambling boat. In a few days When the gambling boat returns to port, remember to visit her, this girl has been worried about you."
"Thank you! Thank you Mr. Zheng."
After the boat gambling incident last time, Jiang Shanhe also fully understood how big a trick he had made. He not only offended Zheng Jirong, but also many powerful super rich people.
If these people really want to settle accounts with him, they can crush him to death at any time.
But in addition to losing his sister, Jiang Shanhe also lost a leg. In addition, his business and gang power in Bay Island were not affected. It was obvious that others did not want to worry about him anymore.
Looking at the people who had crossed paths with Zheng Jirong, they were either run over by a dump truck or shot to death randomly. He was lucky to have only one broken leg.
Xiangtang backyard.
After Zheng Jirong arranged for everyone to watch the ceremony in front of the hall, he led Tiedan Ayi and others here.
At this time, there were many people sitting in the yard. Except for the few who had already burped, almost all the other uncles were gathered here, and Big D, Chuiji and others who had not shown up in front were also here.
What made him most curious was that there were three decrepit old guys sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the courtyard. Each of them had a red cloth band tied to their forehead. One of them was holding a red cloth band every time a new member joined the party. The old sword-wielding man slapped your back with a big sword and shouted.
After they saw Zheng Jirong, Big D, who couldn't hold himself back, came up first and said excitedly: "Ah Rong, you are so proud! How did you call so many big gangs here?!"
"It's not that I have a big reputation, it's that we and Liansheng have a big reputation."
After Zheng Jirong finished speaking to Big D with a smile, he walked up to the crowd. After looking around at all the uncles present, he said with a serious face to the three old men tied with cloth in front of him:
"Elders, since this is a big show and the venue is so big, I would like to think that in addition to the speaker handover ceremony, should we hold another additional ceremony?"
After hearing this, the knife-wielding old man who was most familiar with him asked, "What are you referring to?"
"The inauguration ceremony of the leaders of each district!"
Zheng Jirong said loudly: "Not long ago, we and Lian Sheng nine and seven districts rebelled and wanted to break away from the association and establish their own business. After Big D and I jointly suppressed it, these leaders were all punished by the gang and killed on the spot."
"Hong Kong Island is now full of societies, with big and small names running rampant. It's hard for us and Liansheng districts to not have a leader, so this time we take advantage of the handover of people to do the talking and take care of this matter!"
After he finished speaking, the three old men whispered to each other, and then the old man holding the knife nodded and replied: "Okay, you have decided to hand over the list to me."
"Thank you, elder!"
After finishing speaking, Zheng Jirong waved to Big D. After he came over, Zheng Jirong put his arm on his shoulder and asked, "Do you still want to follow our previous arrangement?"
Big D hesitated for a moment and said: "Arong, there is nothing for you in places like Jordan Tai Po, but why do you want Kwun Tong? This place is obviously closer to me, Tsuen Wan, and besides the fishing port, there are also fishing ports, nightclubs and hotels. There aren't even a few, so just leave it to my eldest brother."
"Brother D."
Zheng Jirong patted his shoulder and said coldly: "In order to slaughter the fish head mark, I lost many brothers here in Kwun Tong. If I tell you, my brothers will have objections."
After Big D heard this, his face was angry and dissatisfied. He glanced at Ayi Tiedan and others who came with Zheng Jirong. At this time, each of them stared at him with unkind expressions.
After a moment of silence, he grinned and said: "Hahaha, look at me, I almost forgot that it was Arong who captured Kwun Tong. Okay, just follow the points we stipulated before!"
After a while, the two groups discussed and handed the list to the top three.
Zheng Jirong looked at A Yi and others who were looking excited in front of him. With the corner of his mouth raised, he joked: "Do you love brothers or gold?"
“Love bro!!!”
After one hour.
The handover ceremony for Liansheng's spokesperson was officially held.
The solemn Xiang Hall was now filled with high-profile gangs from all over the country who had been invited to watch the ceremony. They, who were domineering in the local area and covered the sky with one hand, were sitting in a serious position and looked seriously at the ancient and solemn ceremony in front of them.
In front of the hall are the "Five Ancestor Tablets", the "Statue of Guandi" enshrined, and the statues of male and female military advisors, alliance certificates, incense masters and other Hongmen sages.
Among them, a flag with "Commander of the Three Services" inlaid on it is the most eye-catching.
The items in the incense hall are even more numerous, including incense burners, official umbrellas, seven-star knives, seven-star swords, red sticks, ink fountains, etc. On the table are abacus, red lanterns, rulers, scales, mirrors, scissors, peach branches, strings of beads, etc. Wooden fish and other things. There is another bridge under the case, paved with copper and iron plates.
These items all have symbolic meanings. For example, the scale represents impartiality and selflessness, the mirror can reflect the good and evil of people, the ruler is used to measure the words and deeds of Hongmen disciples, and the peach branch represents the three sworn brothers in the Taoyuan. He Liansheng even planted dozens of peach trees in order to have peach branches available every time he held the incense hall.
At this time, Zheng Jirong and Big D were guarding outside the hall, and they only heard shouting from inside:
"Open the altar!"
"Regards the speaker!"
Chuiji was the first to enter. When he saw the dark eyes staring at him, Chuiji couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Damn it, the last time he took over as the speaker, he kowtowed a few times and read a paragraph. Why? The person in charge of the Guanxi press conference made it so complicated and solemn? !
"Please call the torture hall!"
The old knife-wielding man in the backyard had a red cloth tied to his head, holding a big knife in both hands, and walked into the hall at a fast pace.
"Invite to the auditorium!"
Two old men, also tied with red cloth strips, walked in slowly side by side. The two old men were seen holding a faucet stick and a thick book respectively, and walked to stand behind Chui Ji.
"I invite all uncles to take their seats and observe the ceremony!"
More than 20 uncles from the club entered the hall together, found their own seats and sat down according to their status and self-care.
This is just the prelude to the ceremony, and the main show has not yet begun.
Just listen to the call from inside: "Please appoint a new speaker!"
Zheng Jirong and Big D strode in, only to see their uncles sitting on the left and right, with the chicken player sitting at the top, the two hall masters of the auditorium standing behind them, and the person standing in front of them was the execution hall. An old man holding a knife.
Seeing the two of them approaching, the knife-wielding man asked: "I am here to declare the thirty-six oaths of Hongmen. The first oath is that when you enter Hongmen, your parents are my parents, and your brothers and sisters are my brothers and sisters. Your wife is my sister-in-law, and your nephew is my nephew. If you disrespect this example and do not remember this sentiment, you will break your oath and be killed by five thunders! The second oath is that if you have parents and brothers, you will live for a hundred years without any silver. Bury... Zheng Jirong, Lei Di, are you willing to abide by these thirty-six oaths?"
Zheng Jirong, Big D: "I am willing to comply!"
The old man added: "As the masters of Liansheng Incense and I, we are not allowed to collude with the government or bully our brothers and sisters-in-law. Do you remember?"
Zheng Jirong, Big D: “Keep this in mind!”
"If you violate the above oath, you will be punished with three swords and six holes. Do you hear me clearly?"
Zheng Jirong, Big D: "It's clear!"
At this time, the two old men in the auditorium spoke up and said, "As the masters of Hongmen and Lianshengxiang, I must abide by etiquette."
After listening to the old man fussing about Hongmen etiquette for a long time, the ceremony finally entered its final stages.
There were bursts of firecrackers and gongs and drums outside the Xiangtang door. In the auspicious atmosphere of the lion dance, someone brought a bowl of wine. Zheng Jirong and Big D cut their palms one after another, and blood dripped into it.
At this time, another sound of pigs, cattle and sheep came from outside the door.
Kill three animals!
This is a grand ceremony that only happens when Hongmen succeeds as the incense master!
After Zheng Jirong and Big D finished drinking the blood wine, another person in the hall shouted: "Sign and stamp!"
The old man holding a thick book in the auditorium opened the book, turned to a new page, and presented it to Zheng Jirong.
Zheng Jirong and Big D bit off their fingers and pressed them on it, signing their names.
"Hand over the faucet stick!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Chuiji slowly walked up to the two of them, picked up the faucet stick from the old man in the auditorium, and presented it in front of Zheng Jirong and Big D. The two of them also stretched out one hand to hold the faucet stick. .
At this time, according to the rules of Hongmen, the incoming incense master should praise the new incense master, but the old man Chui Ji had never seen such a scene. After handing over the faucet stick, he stayed in the original place at a loss. land.
The old man holding the knife in the execution hall shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and shouted loudly: "Pass the reward!"
The brothers He Liansheng who were responsible for preparing for this handover ceremony entered the hall one after another. Zheng Jirong and Big D nodded to them one by one to thank them and distributed red envelopes.
The old man shouted again: "Thank you for the reward!"
The brothers who had received the red envelopes lined up in a row and saluted collectively: "Thank you for your words and the rewards!"
The old man shouted loudly: "Send off guests!"
The brothers who received the reward lined up to leave the incense hall.
After seeing that everything went smoothly without any accidents, the old man holding the knife shouted loudly: "The ceremony is completed!"
The handover ceremony was finally over. Not only the old men who presided over the ceremony, but also Zheng Jirong breathed a sigh of relief. Under his instructions, the handover ceremony was held very grandly.
All the rules are based on what Hongmen came to decades ago.
In front of other Hi-bang societies, Zheng Jirong needs to show off their historical background with Lian Sheng!
A group of three? Pinewood Gang? Kinmen? Mountain King Club?
In front of He Liansheng, you are not even senior enough to be a grandson!
As for the effect, Zheng Jirong glanced at the many club leaders who were inexplicably shocked. It looked pretty good.
Whether it was Kazuo Kusagari, Ding Qing and others from overseas gangs, or the bosses of many associations in Hong Kong, they were completely shocked by this handover ceremony. They originally thought that the so-called handover was just a meal with wine, but they did not expect that the scene was so solemn and solemn. It is indeed a long-established association that has been around for nearly a hundred years.
Even the only ghost in the venue, Gianna, had a hint of recognition for He Liansheng after watching the ceremony. Born in a noble family, she was born with awe of these rituals. She couldn't help but agree with the elders' vision. Only such gangs Only then are you eligible to join the Twelve Council.
After the speaker handover ceremony, the inauguration ceremony of leaders of each district followed.
Under the shouts of the knife-wielding old man, the leaders of various districts in Heliansheng changed again. Among them were those under Zheng Jirong: the leader of Tsim Sha Tsui (including Jordan) - Ah Yi, the leader of Yau Ma Tei - The Twelve Young Masters, the leader of Mong Kok - Tietan, the leader of Dapu - Left Hand, the leader of Kwun Tong - Sonny, the leader of Shek Mun, Sha Tin - Ah Hua!
Seeing the brothers smiling happily, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but grin.
After a year, he finally became the talker of the largest club in Hong Kong [He Lian Sheng]!