Chapter 4: To be a gangster, you need to eat brains Nathan. Three Mercedes-Benz cars were driving steadily, with two large vans in the front and behind to escort them. In the Mercedes-Benz in the middle, Yang Chengrong was the driver and Chen Guoqiang was sitting in the passenger seat. His bright red suit had two buttons open, revealing his huge pectoral muscles. After a brief silence, Chen Guoqiang, who didn't like this kind of brain-burning atmosphere, said, "Boss, leave this matter to me. I will handle it." Yang Chengrong looked at the boss's expression through the rearview mirror. He didn't say anything at first. After thinking for a while, he said, "Boss, isn't this inappropriate at this time?" Sitting in the back seat, Lin Zehao looked out the window at the scene that seemed to be a revolving lantern. He was a little dazed for a moment. It was not until the cigarette in his hand burned out that he slowly said, "Arong is right. This is a sensitive stage..." He rubbed his brows and continued, "Aqiang, you have to know your limits and do things beautifully." "Understood, boss." After getting the desired result, Chen Guoqiang nodded. Yang Chengrong did not try to persuade him any further. He knew his boss's character well and would not easily change his decision. His real name is Gao Yerong. He is nearly 30 years old and smuggled in from the mainland. He was penniless and about to starve to death. He ate a free meal and was almost beaten to death. It was Lin Zehao who saved his life and allowed him to live a life he never dared to imagine.
Even though he was hanging out in gangs and making money through illegal means, he didn't care. No matter what, life won't be worse than before. The gears of fate had begun to turn, and he was content. Now he can send money to his parents in mainland China every month. His sick father no longer has to sell his physical labor to make money. His mother no longer has to mend clothes under the weak moonlight and damage her eyes. His young sister does not have to repeat the mistakes of the older generation and work at the bottom of society all her life... As long as my family is doing well, it's all worth it. A drop of water should be repaid with a spring, let alone the grace of saving a life and giving birth? Although Yangcheng Rongshao is not well-educated, he is sensible. "I have recently told my brothers to keep a low profile and try not to get caught. If there are still those who knowingly commit crimes, don't blame me for being unkind." Lin Zehao turned the cigarette in his hand, but his eyes were always looking out the window. While driving, Yang Chengrong said, "Don't worry, boss. I have arranged everything for my brothers. There won't be any trouble. But we have to be on guard against Xin Ji. We have set up a flag in Yau Ma Tei. I'm afraid Xin Ji will not let it go. I'm afraid Feilong will make some moves in the near future." Xinji's overall strength is not as great as Hutchison's, but it is not divided into large and small groups like Hutchison. The inheritance of the leading group is more orderly and relatively more united. Feilong, also known as Tsim Sha Tsui Feilong on the street, is one of the ten outstanding performers of Xinji. Xinji has five tigers above the ten heroes, which can be said to be a group of talented people. "Flying Dragon? If he dares to come out and cause trouble at this time, I will turn him into a wild chicken!" Chen Guoqiang curled his lips, obviously not taking this top ten with such a big name seriously. Lin Zehao put the cigarette in his mouth, and Chen Guoqiang took out a lighter and lit it for the boss. Lin Zehao patted Chen Guoqiang on the shoulder, blew out a smoke ring, and said earnestly: "Aqiang, I know you can fight, but if you want to get involved in the underworld, you can't just be able to fight." “No matter what, never underestimate your opponent. You can look down on him or insult him verbally, but you must respect him in your heart.” "If you want to get involved, you need to rely on this." Lin Zehao extended his index finger and nodded his head. "If you don't know how to use brains, you will be a gangster for life." "Women and children can be careless, but men can't, especially in our line of work. Many times, the consequence of carelessness is losing one's life." Faced with the boss's sincere advice, Chen Guoqiang did not laugh, but nodded solemnly and kept it in mind.
Lin Zehao exhaled two streams of smoke from his nose as the cigarette passed through his lungs. "Take care of the things on hand first. Just send some smarter subordinates to Feilong to keep an eye on them. There shouldn't be any action for the time being. Yau Ma Tei has been under attack for almost a month. During this period, Xinji launched three counterattacks. The last time, Feilong personally led his men, but we repelled them all." "As the saying goes, three times the limit, Feilong knows that Yau Ma Tei can no longer be taken back. Moreover, when Shing Wo is selecting a leader, Sun Kee will give face and will not openly cause trouble." "Plus, O Ji is about to take action against Xin Ji. Although it won't have much effect, it will at least distract their attention." There is an unwritten rule among Hong Kong community groups that whenever an organization holds an election, other communities will restrain their subordinates and will not take the initiative to cause trouble. There are probably two reasons. Firstly, whenever there is a change of leadership in a club, there will basically be internal fighting. Other clubs just need to watch you fight and waste your strength. If you act rashly, it may cause them to unite and face the outside world together. Secondly, every club has a period of change of leadership, so naturally they can think from each other’s perspective. No one wants outsiders to interfere when their leadership changes, as there are too many uncertainties. Therefore, Lin Zehao was not worried that Feilong would take action in a high-profile manner at this time, but he still had to guard against insidious tactics. "I understand, Brother Hao. I happen to have a very conspicuous idiot named Lin Huaile under my command. I will ask him to keep an eye on Feilong. He will report to you as soon as there is any news." Taking this opportunity, Yang Chengrong recommended his capable younger brother to the boss, giving him a chance to show off. If this matter is done well, even if Jian is in the emperor's favor, her future will be promising. Hearing the name Lin Huaile, Lin Zehao's dark eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his tone was full of trust, "I believe in your vision, just do it." "You know my thoughts a little bit. I'm in great need of people right now, especially talented people. If someone does a good job, there's no need to worry about not being able to get ahead. There will definitely be a position for him." "Qiang, you should also pay more attention and don't spend all your time in the gym. If you have good talents among your subordinates, you must pay attention to them and give them opportunities. I am not one of those old-fashioned uncles who always talk about seniority and balance." "What else can a bunch of freeloaders do besides asking for money and tripping others up?" "Times have changed, especially for those of us who are in gangs. Are we going to spare you just because you are old? Swords have no eyes!" "Those who are capable can go up, and those who are not capable can come down, it's that simple." Chen Guoqiang scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Brother Hao, you know me, apart from practicing boxing, I really don’t have any other hobbies…" Seeing the boss's face turn bad, Chen Guoqiang quickly made amends: "Brother Hao, don't worry, I will spend two hours every day to check whether there are any good seedlings among my subordinates, and I will resolutely implement your instructions." Lin Zehao could only shake his head and laugh at the erratic personality of his sworn brother. As the Mercedes-Benz moved forward steadily, the laughter of the three people in the car drifted far away. (End of this chapter)