Countercurrent 1978 starts with the production team

Chu Jianghe and Ma Liang left Jinxing Building and returned to the Four Seasons Hotel.

Chu Jianghe began to think about what to do next.

He decided to contact Lao Wutou first, contact his friends in Hong Kong City, inquire about the recent trends of the society, see which prefixed sphere of influence is near Jinxing Building, what has happened recently, and see Zhang Li whether involved.

The two of them stayed at the Four Seasons Hotel for a while, then waited until Lao Wutou packed his luggage and came back.

After hearing Chu Jianghe's idea, Lao Wutou immediately agreed. Since he planned to join this boss, he has not contributed much yet.

Now that he had the opportunity to contribute, it was better to inquire about information, and it didn't take much effort. Lao Wutou said nothing to Chu Jianghe, put down his luggage and went out again.

Lao Wutou was quite efficient in his work. He brought back the news that night, saying that the site now belonged to He Zitou. However, because it was located in the Central Business District and the business was prosperous, most of the people there were collecting numbers for people. He asked specifically I asked, but I haven’t heard of anything big happening recently.

Chu Jianghe didn't say anything after hearing this, but his brows furrowed even more tightly. He would rather something big happened there, so that it would be easier to find people.

Since nothing big happened, it would not be easy to find tension for a while.

At this time, there are many undeveloped places in the port city. If Zhang Li hides in the countryside, it will really take a lot of effort to find them.

Chu Jianghe thought for a long time, but still had no clue, so he could only give up temporarily.

Old Wutou saw Chu Jianghe's worry and comforted him: "Jiang He, don't worry. I have already told my friends and asked them to help find out. Their power is not small. I believe there will be news soon." But you also know that it is impossible for people to do things, especially these people, without a little blood, so I took it upon myself to agree on your behalf."

Chu Jianghe was not surprised and nodded: "Lao Wu, you are right, and this is what you should do."

There are so many underlings under these words, and the cost of eating them is huge. If you want them to do things, it is better to induce them. He has been prepared for this.

Money doesn't matter, the most important thing now is to find tension first.

But there is no use in being anxious. You have to eat one bite at a time and do things step by step.

Chu Jianghe felt a little irritable and had no intention of resting. He looked at the time and asked Lao Wutou and Ma Liang to come out for supper.

Chu Jianghe and Ma Liang were both visiting Hong Kong City for the first time and were unfamiliar with the place, so they left the guide to Lao Wutou.

Lao Wutou took two people in a taxi and went straight to the area near Du Laozhi's nightclub. He was only familiar with it.

Lao Wutou, who was familiar with the road, took the two of them to a Kunji food stall. He deliberately showed off and introduced them to the two with a smile: "For late night snacks in Hong Kong City, these food stalls are still delicious. Although the environment is a bit rough, but These small shops emphasize good knife skills, sufficient heat, accurate seasoning, and quick cooking. Although they are not delicacies from the mountains and seas, they are all delicious dishes!"

Chu Jianghe looked at the wooden folding tables in this small shop. They were placed across the street from here to the back alley. They were already full of people. Many tables were already filled with empty beer bottles. It was obvious that this shop was doing a prosperous business. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

There are two stoves not far away. As the chef moves, the food in the pot is stir-fried and the wok gas is released.

These street foods full of market atmosphere are also the food culture of a city.

There is a saying: Food is in Guangzhou, and the food in Hong Kong City is also deeply influenced by Guangzhou.

Some small shops have been open for decades. If you don't have some special skills, it will be difficult to survive.

Especially in a prosperous city like Hong Kong City, those who can survive must have a few tricks.

Chu Jianghe and others looked for an opening, found an empty table and sat down.

Lao Wutou then asked the waiter to order some signature dishes: "A gold medal squab, a crispy fried large intestine, a crispy fried tofu, and a piece of raw chicken porridge."

After speaking, he smiled at the two of them and said: "The most famous thing here is the golden squab. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender. The pigeon meat is cooked with a secret sauce. It is already very flavorful without any other ingredients. The crispy fried large intestine is served with it." This special hawthorn juice is also one of a kind."

Chu Jianghe was very satisfied. This old Wutou was also an expert. When it came to food, he was very knowledgeable. It seemed that this trip would not disappoint him. He was looking forward to it.

While several people were waiting, Ma Liang asked about the clubs: "Sir, how many clubs are there in this port city? It sounds like they are commonplace."

Lao Wutou pondered for a moment and said: "I don't know exactly how many there are, but there must be more than 100 of them, large and small."

"So many!" Ma Liang exclaimed in shock: "With so many people, how do they make a living? They don't kill each other every day, do they?"

Old Wutou shook his head and laughed: "What are you thinking? How can we still fight and kill every day in this age? There are also things to pay attention to when fighting in a society, and they will be controlled within a certain range. If you do it too much, You think those poor bosses are just for free."

Ma Liang just listened to Chu Jianghe's brief mention and was a little curious: "Then did you participate in any large-scale activities in Hong Kong City? Did you go to battle in person?"

Lao Wutou picked up the kuaizi in his hand and knocked Ma Liang. He was very dissatisfied with Ma Liang for looking down on him, and said proudly: "What is my identity? I have been with them for a lifetime, so how can I do it myself?" Go into battle."

Ma Liang didn't know anything about clubs, but he was curious and asked about the organizational structure of those clubs.

Lao Wutou glanced at Ma Liang and said angrily: "Why are you asking around at such a young age? If you follow your brother, you will be more prestigious than in the club."

"I'm just curious."

"For people like you, they were called Blue Lanterns when they first joined the club. After three years, they officially joined the club and became the Forty-Nine Boys. They are divided into two stages: the New Sijiu and the Old Sijiu. If you want to get ahead in the club, it will take less than ten years. Time, don’t even think about it.”

"Ten years?!" When Ma Liang heard this time, his face fell, and he asked again: "Then how many years have you been working?"

"I'm different. If we wanted to survive in that era, we could only join a club to keep warm. Joining a club was just a means. Nowadays, the world has changed."

In just over a day, Chu Jianghe's actions had already suppressed the old world of Lao Wutou.

During this period of time in Hong Kong City, he finally understood that in front of these real bosses, the club was nothing and not enough.

This is not an era when sentimental people have enough to drink. Everything we do now is based on interests.

Without benefits, which young man would hang out with you?

Chu Jianghe looked down on the club, so he interrupted: "You kid, stop thinking nonsense. It's not a good thing to be in a club. It looks majestic and mysterious to outsiders, but in fact it's just a group of people bullying the weak. That’s all.”