Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

Thinking of this, Zhang Minghui's mind was working at high speed. He came to Hong Kong not only to grab territory, but also to make a lot of money. When he heard Teresa Teng's song, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

The piracy industry has huge profits. The current societies have not yet discovered the business opportunities. They will not attack the mainland market until the 1980s.

A large number of pirated tapes are flooding the streets.

At present, there is no distinction between genuine and pirated products in the mainland, and there is no awareness of this. It was not until the beginning of the century, after joining the WTO, that the piracy industry began to be taken seriously.

Crack down on piracy to improve the level of intellectual property protection.

The profit margin here is huge, so Zhang Minghui immediately decided to get involved and put pirated tapes and video recorders into the market in advance.

The profits here are no less than those from pornography, gambling and drugs, and there is no risk involved. Even if the goods are confiscated by customs, the loss will not be too great.

This is a business that makes a lot of money and doesn't attract attention.

Before coming out, when he was in Sijiu City, Zhang Minghui had already made plans to smuggle food such as meat and vegetables.

why!

Hong Kong's production is limited, and local vegetables and meat cannot meet market demand, so most vegetables and meat are imported.

Naturally, prices will remain high.

Vegetables that cost a few cents in the mainland can be sold for more than ten Hong Kong dollars in Hong Kong Island. Meat products are even more expensive, more than ten times.

You don't even need to ask in the market to know that shipping this stuff from the mainland to Hong Kong Island is absolutely profitable.

I've made a lot of money.

This was Zhang Minghui's original plan, to earn high profits quietly and without attracting attention. He didn't have to run the pornography, gambling and drug industries like the local gangs.

In order to fight for the territory, they fight every day, and they collect a lot of protection fees, but after deducting the money they hand over and adding the money they need to support their subordinates, they look prosperous, but in fact, they are all penniless.

Zhang Minghui still remembers that Liansheng Da D, the tough guy, spent 20 Hong Kong dollars to bribe the uncles and uncles of the society. It is conceivable that these old guys definitely do not have high incomes.

20 Hong Kong dollars is not a small amount in their eyes. Even the uncles and uncles of the top societies would be tempted by such a small amount of profit. It can be seen that there are absolutely few people in Hong Kong societies who are truly rich and have the final say.

They are all living a life of drunkenness and dreams, and they can't save any money. In the words of those bad guys, there is only today and no tomorrow, so it's better to enjoy the present.

After Zhang Minghui pondered for a while, he opened his mouth and explained to Li Guoqiang.

"Guoqiang, help me check these days to see if there are any factories for sale in your area. It would be best if they were engaged in home appliances and clothing. Also, help me see if there are any second-hand speedboats for sale."

"Please help me get in touch too."

Li Guoqiang was stunned. He didn't expect Zhang Minghui to start working right after arriving in Hong Kong. He asked hurriedly.

"Brother Hui, this is no problem. I'll let Hongquan and the others investigate. What are we going to do?"

Zhang Minghui did not answer Li Guoqiang's question immediately, but asked about Li Guoqiang's income.

"Guoqiang, how much money did you get from collecting protection money this month?"

Li Guoqiang thought for a while and spoke slowly.

"Brother Hui, I now have five streets where I can collect protection fees, but the one that brings in the most income is Tsuen Chun Choi Street."

"We can collect more than 30 Hong Kong dollars a month here, and the other four streets combined can only collect more than 30 Hong Kong dollars."

Li Guoyong and Zhang Chao, who were sitting in the car, were shocked to hear that they could receive more than 60 Hong Kong dollars in just five streets. No wonder Hong Kong societies are fighting for territory every day, and Brother Hui would bring them here.

Hong Kong is making so much fucking money!

They have been running the black market for so many years, but their earnings are not as good as other people's monthly income. It's sad to think about it.

Seeing the expressions on his brother and Zhang Chao’s faces, Li Guoqiang hurriedly explained.

"Brother, Xiao Chao, even though I earn a lot of money here, this 20 yuan is not all mine. I have to give % to the society every month, which means I have to spend nearly yuan."

"I still have hundreds of subordinates to support."

"I have to spend about 20 yuan on them every month, and there are other miscellaneous expenses. In the end, I only get a few hundred thousand or so."

Zhang Chao's eyes lit up and he spoke with admiration.

"Brother Qiang, this is a lot. If you take it to the mainland, you will definitely live the life of a wealthy landlord. This money is too easy to make!"

Li Guoqiang took out a Marlboro from his pocket and gave one to each of his brothers. He said with some emotion.

"Xiao Chao, you just heard me say that I can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a month. Do you think I have saved a lot of money?"

Zhang Chao nodded excitedly. He felt that Li Guoqiang had been here for more than two years. Even if he had saved up two or three million, he should have saved about one or eight hundred thousand.

This amount of money was an astronomical figure in his eyes.

Before Li Guoqiang could speak, Li Yongmin, who was driving in front, said jokingly.

"Hey, Xiao Chao. You can't imagine how miserable Brother Qiang is right now. He's almost selling himself to pay off his debts. He still owes the loan shark more than 300,000 yuan!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Guoyong and Zhang Chao's faces changed. Li Guoyong glared and yelled.

"Guoqiang, you bastard. Did you go gambling? Let me tell you, if you dare to gamble, both your legs will be broken."

Seeing this, Zhang Minghui quickly pulled the excited Li Guoyong, fearing that he would attack Li Guoqiang directly. He smiled and explained.

"Guoyong, don't worry. I guess what's going on."

Li Guoqiang, who was originally feeling very aggrieved, was trying to think of something. When he heard Zhang Minghui's words, he immediately looked at him curiously, wanting to hear Brother Hui's judgment.

Even Li Yongjun, who was driving, pricked up his ears to hear if Zhang Minghui's guess was right. He didn't believe that Brother Hui could guess what was going on on his first day.

If that's the case, it would be amazing!

Seeing that his brothers were all staring at him, Zhang Minghui calmly began to explain the ins and outs of this matter.

"Oh, actually you should have guessed it. Didn't you listen to Guoqiang's introduction just now in the nightclub? Now Guoqiang is fighting with people from two gangs."

"You know, fighting a war requires more than just the courage to fight. You also need logistical support."

"If the fight was so brutal, the brothers' funeral arrangements and fines alone would be a huge sum of money. The injured and disabled men would definitely have to pay for medical expenses."

"This is not a small amount of money. If Guoqiang hadn't saved some money, he would have been unable to afford it. Am I right, Guoqiang?"

Li Guoqiang looked at Zhang Minghui with admiration and raised his right thumb. Although he said nothing, the admiration on his face was obvious.