Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

Ten o'clock at midnight——

Just when Du Yongxiao and Jiang Ling'er were in the boudoir, you were having fun with each other, and it was so sweet -——

The largest "Black Coconut Style Nightclub" in Bangkok, Yan Xiong, who is short and fat and over 50 years old, is sitting in the main seat of a private banquet with high spirits, accompanied by a man who can be at most seventeen or eighteen years old on each side. Be his daughter's escort girl.

Two pretty girls held Yan Xiong's arms and smiled sweetly. The one on the left helped Yan Xiong hold the wine glass and feed him wine, while the one on the right helped Yan Xiong serve the dishes. It was better than Yan Xiong eating and drinking with his own hands. skilled.

"Master Yan, you should have a good time when you come to Bangkok this time. Bangkok is very good. You can eat well and have fun, especially the beauties here. The service is even better. It is much more enjoyable than the one in Hong Kong! Thai Horse It is very famous for its chicken killing, and you can taste absolutely authentic service here! ”

"Yes, our Bangkok Chinese Chamber of Commerce can invite you, Mr. Yan, to come over for a drink this time. It is a great honor for us. In the future, our business here will still need your help, Mr. Yan!"

The speakers were two wealthy men sitting opposite Yan Xiong. They were both the chairman and vice-chairman of the Chinese Business Association. One was named Ri Peng Baicai and the other was named Zhao Jinbao.

There are three other people accompanying them, and they are all directors of the Bangkok Chinese Business Association, and they are all leaders among the Chinese businessmen in this area.

Businessmen are the most well-informed and shrewd. When they learned that Du Yongxiao controlled the two major parties in Bangkok, the Democratic Party and the Congress Party, and effectively controlled Bangkok's political scene, they began to think about how to climb up to Du Yongxiao.

It's a pity that Du Yongxiao is not something that ordinary people can contact or see now. You don't have a certain status and you don't even have a chance to talk to Du Yongxiao.

Helpless, Peng Baicai, Zhao Jinbao and others had no choice but to find another source of trouble, starting with the people around Du Yongxiao. Yan Xiong soon came into their sight, and they felt that they could make friends with Du Yongxiao through Yan Xiong.

They all chose Yan Xiong after careful consideration, mainly for three reasons.

First, Yan Xiong once helped people from the Fujian Gang and had a good relationship with the Fujian Gang. This time he came to Bangkok and established a deep friendship with the Fujian Gang. They could have gotten to know Yan Xiong through the Fujian Gang.

Second, Yan Xiong used to be Inspector Hua in Hong Kong. It is said that he was very smooth and honest, and he would do things for you as long as you were willing to spend money. This kind of old fox is actually very easy to deal with, and he is much better than those old scholars.

Third, Yan Xiong's status around Du Yongxiao is of great importance. If nothing else, it is said that Yan Xiong is Du Yongxiao's "godson" and Du Daheng's "godson". Du Yongxiao has great trust in him. For this reason alone, no one can match him.

Because of this, the Bangkok Chinese Chamber of Commerce and Industry have their eyes on Yan Xiong and specially hosted a banquet for Yan Xiong tonight.

Seeing everyone fawning over him and respecting everyone, Yan Xiong felt extremely comfortable. He had been in the limelight in Hong Kong before, and everyone praised him. He didn't expect that now in Bangkok, he could still be so majestic. Take a closer look. Thinking that it was all given by his godfather Du Yongxiao, Yan Xiong felt a little proud. He felt that everything he had done before was right, especially the move of worshiping Du Yongxiao as his godfather. It was a stroke of genius. At first, everyone laughed at his shamelessness. He is so humble and groveling that he became the father of Du Yongxiao at such a young age. Now, everyone is probably envious of him!

"Hahaha, everything about you guys is easy to talk about!" Yan Xiong said, "This is Bangkok, the territory of the Thais, but we are Chinese. What do we Chinese value most? That is loyalty, that is compatriots with blood. Love! No matter how far apart we are, we are both descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, daughters of China. Since we are one family, of course our own family should help our own family!"

Peng Wanwan, chairman of the Bangkok Chinese Business Association, immediately became excited when he heard Yan Xiong's words: "I didn't expect you, Mr. Yan, to be so generous, so attached to love and justice, and so particular about national justice and blood ties! I don't know anything else. Enough talk, come on, brothers, let’s toast Master Yan together!”

Peng Wanwan stood up directly as he spoke, deliberately rolled up the cuffs of his shirt to expose his arms, pretending to be a bold man in the world, and raised his glass with excitement on his face.

When Zhao Jinbao and others heard this, they all stood up immediately, and the dozen or so accompanying girls also stood up, holding wine glasses, or picking up jugs to refill everyone's drinks.

"cheers!"

"Thank you Mr. Yan for your help!"

"Thank you Mr. Yan for your support!"

"From now on, with Master Yan protecting us, we will no longer be afraid of those thieving officials in Bangkok!"

"Yes, Mr. Yan belongs to Mr. Du. Mr. Du can scare the shit out of those Thai guys just by saying a word!"

"Hahaha! Cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses to invite Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong was so happy that he didn't even get up. He just sat there like a boss, waiting for the girl next to him to hand the wine glass to him, and then he took a sip in front of everyone.

But everyone drank it all in one gulp, not daring to save even a drop of wine.

Seeing Yan Xiong just taking a sip of wine, Peng Baiwan took the lead in cheering.

Everyone else also cheered, but this made Yan Xiong a little embarrassed and seemed to be insincere, so he sipped his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp this time.

"Okay!" Peng Wanwan applauded this time.

"Master Yan has so much!"

"Who is Mr. Yan? That was Inspector Hua from the past, who often drank wine as tea!"

Waves of flattery came in waves, making Yan Xiong grin from ear to ear.

Next, someone took the initiative to propose a toast. Yan Xiong was so flattered by everyone that he was so flattered that he refused to refuse anyone. Soon he drank until his face turned red and sweat broke out on his forehead. The girl next to him took a towel and gently wiped it for him. , the actions are careful and conscientious, and the service is indeed attentive.

The banquet continued, and a group of people started to persuade people to drink. At this time, Yan Xiong also started drinking.

Following Du Yongxiao for so many years, he was cautious in everything he did, for fear of something going wrong, and his nerves were tense every day.

It is rare to relax now, and I no longer have any scruples and the reserve I used to act like a big boss. Before the banquet was over, ten bottles of the best domestic Feitian Maotai liquor had been drunk. Yan Xiong’s old face was covered with the residual redness of alcohol. Staring with a pair of triangular eyes, he looked at the people on the table who were already drunk but still continued to show their kindness to him. He put his left hand on his mother's shoulder and raised the wine glass in his hand with his right hand. The glass in his hand was gone. He was full of energy, with a somewhat naive expression on his fat and cunning face. His words were already a little unclear, and he was still shouting: "Come on, my godfather actually likes Maotai very much. I've become a master by his side, who's still not convinced? Come on, let's have a few drinks!"

Everyone at the wine table admitted defeat one after another, and Yan Xiong grinned loudly, like an old child who had won.

"Master Yan, don't say much else. Now we really admire your ability to drink! But we admire you even more as a person!" Peng Baiwan took the opportunity to say.

"Yes, we especially admire you for daring to help us and agreeing to help us!" Zhao Jinbao said.

"Master Yan, you also know that our Chinese Chamber of Commerce has always been for the benefit of the Chinese people, and there is not much business we can do in Thailand. In addition to traditional foot washing and massage, we also open Chinese restaurants, but these are not profitable. ." Peng Wanwan started to get to the point.

"Yes, we don't have to do the most profitable export business of rice, fruit, and rubber here!" Zhao Jinbao and Peng Wanwan sang in harmony, "We can only do side projects and occasionally provide supplies to others. But we can’t supply too much. If someone finds out, we will be in trouble! "

Yan Xiong glared with a pair of triangular eyes: "What do you mean, is there anyone who dares to embarrass you? Tell me, who is so capable?"

"Haha, you know this guy, Mr. Yan!"

"Yes, that's the one...ahem, Miss Jiang Ling'er Jiang!"

"Uh! Ahem!" Yan Xiong first burped after hearing this, and then coughed, "Who are you talking about?" "Jiang Ling'er, Miss Jiang." Peng Baiwan repeated what he just said. "You also know that she once saved the King of Thailand, so in order to repay his kindness, the King of Thailand gave her a monopoly on this business. None of us Chinese businessmen can participate."

Yan Xiong blinked his eyes and woke up from his drunkenness, "You mean to let me talk to Mr. Du and let you do the rice, fruit, and rubber business, so that Miss Jiang won't have a monopoly?"

"Yes, yes! That's exactly what we mean!"

"Mr. Du is a kindhearted person and must understand our difficulties!"

"To be honest, monopoly is really bad and wrong. With Miss Jiang doing this, everyone has lost their ambition, and the prices of rice, fruits and rubber have not fluctuated much."

Others spoke one after another.

Everyone's words made Yan Xiong's drunkenness fade a little. He looked at everyone's smiling faces and was a little confused. After a few seconds, he looked at Peng Wanwan who picked up the chopsticks to help him pick up the food: "That being said, but... ...You should know the relationship between Miss Jiang and Mr. Du. Now you ask me to dismantle Miss Jiang, just in case——"

"This is going to trouble you, Mr. Yan. No one but you has such courage! In ancient times, what was this called? Deadly remonstrance! I believe Mr. Du is also a person who understands right and wrong and can consider the livelihood of all of us. , and will not favor anyone!" Peng Wanwan personally delivered a piece of brightly colored flower roll to Yan Xiong's dinner plate, his attitude was both respectful and flattering, "So, thank you for your hard work, Master Yan!"

"Yes, Master Yan, we can't live without you!"

"Master Yan is benevolent and will definitely not reject everyone!"

For this group of Chinese businessmen, there is nothing they can do about it.

Back then, they were running a prosperous rice, fruit and rubber business in Bangkok. Everyone made money and could support a large family.

But since Jiang Ling'er came out, not only took over their commercial territory, but also relied on the support of the King of Thailand, they were not allowed to run the rice, fruit and rubber business.

It's already miserable enough for the industry that we originally relied on to be taken over by others, but now it's even more miserable when it's directly monopolized by others.

Yan Xiong quickly turned his head, which had been anesthetized by alcohol.

He knew very well what these people wanted from him, and he also understood what "death remonstrance" meant!

He didn't want to be like Lin Xiangru butting his head against a pillar. He was only in his fifties, still very young compared to many people, and he still had a great future waiting for him to develop. He couldn't die so easily for these people.

Yan Xiong pretended to be calm and took out a cigarette. Peng Wanwan quickly picked up the match, struck it, and lit it, helping Yan Xiong light the cigarette.

Yan Xiong held a cigarette in one hand and chopsticks in the other and said casually: "It's not impossible to help you, but this matter needs long-term consideration. After all, it concerns Mr. Du -"

"Having said that, we can't wait!"

"Yes, even if we can wait, our families and the workers in our company can't wait! Every one of them opens their mouths, waiting for us to start work and eat!"

"That's right, everyone is talking and talking. If they don't work, they will starve to death!"

"Master Yan, you understand justice well. You don't want to see us having no way to ask for help, right?"

What everyone said was sincere, and no matter how cunning and slick Yan Xiong was, they couldn't help but feel a little unbearable.

When he was walking around Bangkok these days, he also saw many rubber plantation workers stopping work, and those banana picking workers even had no work to do. The reason was all because of the business monopoly of Jiangling Company, which caused these rubber plantations and bananas to be destroyed. The garden has lost its business, leaving workers idle.

In particular, the banana business relies on the seasons to survive, and the workers who pick bananas are also faced with being replaced by monkeys picking bananas. Survival is difficult enough, but now this situation is even more difficult.

"Okay! Stop talking!" Yan Xiong couldn't hear what the others said behind him, so he took a puff of cigarette and suddenly said excitedly.

Everyone was silent and looked at him nervously.

Yan Xiong exhaled the smoke, his triangular eyes flashed and said: "I knew the meal tonight would not taste good, but I didn't expect that I would knock my teeth! But I'm not afraid, as you all have said, I, Yan Xiong, am a man who understands righteousness. People have to do something when they are alive in this world. This is called doing something and not doing something! ”

After Yan Xiong finished speaking, he stood up and said, "I have received all your words. I will talk to Mr. Du tomorrow. You cannot have nothing to eat because of Miss Jiang's business! What's more -"

Yan Xiong glanced at everyone and added: "Besides, everyone is Chinese!"

This sentence was said with force and force.

Peng Wanwan, Zhao Jinbao and others originally thought that Yan Xiong would refuse to help, but they didn't expect that Yan Xiong would feel so heartbroken that they were in a daze for a moment.

Suddenly everyone woke up and immediately applauded: "Master Yan, you are so powerful!"

The sound was loud and resounded throughout the private room.

Yan Xiong saw the excited expressions of these people, as well as the constant applause and praise ringing in his ears, and suddenly he felt a sense of pride that "even though there are thousands of people, I will go."

He grabbed the wine glass and said, "Come on, let's drink!"

"Cheers! Cheers to Master Yan quickly!" Everyone shouted, fearing that Yan Xiong would wake up and regret it, and wished that Yan Xiong would make a note when they clinked glasses.

"Come on, let's all have a drink in honor of Mr. Bo Yuntian Yan!"

"Dry!"

Yan Xiong drank from the wine glass in one gulp.

Strong wine enters the throat,

Spicy!

Bitter!

Just like Yan Xiong’s rough life!

People, you have to live for justice once in a while, right?