When the Water Is Full, It Spills; When the Moon Is Full, It Wanes
With Chu Xiaoxin becoming Justice of the Peace, it's likely that all Chinese businessmen in Hong Kong will remember the secretary standing next to him, Song Tianyao.
Everyone knows what kind of person Chu Xiaoxin is, so they will naturally admire Song Tianyao, who advised Chu Xiaoxin, even more. Chu Xiaoxin will then become a rising star among the Chinese community, and Song Tianyao will also become a highly sought-after talent in everyone's eyes.
Thinking of this, he looked at Kong Wing-yan, who was reporting to him. This capable woman, hired from the Secretaries' Union, was far more professional than others. She managed the company affairs in an orderly manner, freeing him from the heavy workload. She was shrewd and capable, but compared to Song Tianyao under his brother, she lost her luster.
"How much cash does the company have at its disposal right now?" Chu Xiaozhong suddenly stopped twirling his pen, as if he had made a decision, and asked Kong Wing-yan.
Kong Wing-yan for a moment. "If we don't count other untouched bank deposits, we just received a batch of payments totaling 4.7 million, which has already been deposited into our accounts. We need to spend about 1.95 million the day after tomorrow, so you'll have 2.7 million available for your use until the middle of next month."
"There's 300,000 in cash in the company safe, intended for salary payments. I'll withdraw it later, and tomorrow you can take 300,000 from the bank and put it back in the safe to make up the difference. Now, call the bank for me; they're about to close, and I need them to transfer 1.5 million Hong Kong dollars to Likang Trading Company's bank account before they close." Chu Xiaozhong stood up from his desk and said, "Also, call Likang and ask where Secretary Song. I'm going to see him. Likang's account is so empty it could starve a rat."
"Mr. Chu, there's no need for you to curry favor with Likang." Kong Wing-yan paused for a moment, then looked up at Chu Xiaozhong, who had stood up, and said, "The Zhang Family's subsequent counterattack hasn't even begun yet. Wait until the situation becomes clearer before you step forward..."
Chu Xiaozhong adjusted his glasses and gave Kong Wing-yan a disdainful smile, "Trying to be friendly? Ah Sin is my younger brother. The four Zhang Family brothers messed with my little brother, and you're telling me to pretend to be calm? What would you have done if your younger brother had been ganged up on by other kids when you were a child? Of course, you would have rushed in to help your brother fight back, right? Are you going to pretend to be calm and wait until your brother is all bruised and battered before stepping in to stop the fight? Miss Jiang, just because you studied abroad for a few more years doesn't mean you can directly apply the Foreign Devil business practices to the China person. China person have their own rules."
"Many people talk about the Zhang Family's four sons, three tigers and one calf. I, Chu Xiaozhong, have heard that too. However, I've also heard another saying." Chu Xiaozhong put on his suit jacket and walked towards the door, saying as he brushed past Kong Wing-yan, "Brothers fight tigers together, fathers and sons go to war together. I can bully my own younger brother, but no one else can."
Chapter 135 Water overflows when it's full, the moon wanes when it's full.
It was nearing dusk, and the tea drinkers who had been idly passing the day in the teahouse were gradually leaving. It was the quietest time of day for Lu Yu Teahouse. When Wu Jinliang saw Song Tianyao appear at Lu Yu Teahouse, his face beamed with joy. He led Song Tianyao and Rotten-Life Ju following behind Song Tianyao, into their usual private room. After personally brewing tea for Song Tianyao, he went out of the private room to greet the other Chao Yong Yi members that Rotten-Life Ju had brought in the main hall.
Song Tianyao slowly brought the teacup to his mouth. Rotten-Life Ju sat beside him, unsure of what Song Tianyao was waiting for or what he should say to the young secretary to ease the somewhat oppressive atmosphere in the private room.
He was a rough man; he could be ordered to kill people, do errands, and seize territory without batting an eye. But being with a guy like Song Tianyao, who could dig a pit and bury someone at any moment with a little thought, was more unsettling than being asked to risk his life. At least in a fight, the moves were visible, but this unassuming secretary's moves left no trace. Besides, he couldn't exactly beat Song Tianyao up or throw him into the sea in a sack; the other man was a favorite of the second young master of the Chu Family.
It wasn't until Wu Jinliang came in again and asked Song Tianyao if he wanted some snacks or to help deliver some dishes from the restaurant that Song Tianyao looked up and glanced out the window. He realized that night had already fallen outside.
Song Tianyao waved Wu Jinliang away. Just then, Chao Yong Yi's underling poked his head in from outside the private room and whispered to Rotten-Life Ju, "Brother Ju, Brother Ten is coming upstairs with someone."
"Secretary Song, I'll go greet Brother Ten." Rotten-Life Ju took the opportunity to get up and walk out of the private room, letting out a big sigh of relief. At the same time, Chan Ah-sap and someone else walked up to the second floor.
"Brother Ten, Secretary Song is in the private room," Rotten-Life Ju greeted Chan Ah-sap.
Chan Ah-sap then said to the people around him, "If anything happens to you here, I'll have your brothers drag my whole family to fill the sea."
"Brother Ten vouches for me, of course I trust him." The man smiled at Chan Ah-sap, stepped into the private room, turned around and closed the door, Rotten-Life Ju Chan Ah-sap and the others outside. Then he pulled out a chair, sat down at the tea table, took out a pack of cheap Little Joy Cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. "Secretary Song Likang, I heard you asked me to come out and help me out."
As he spoke, he looked up and his eyes met those of Song Tianyao, who was scrutinizing him.
The man was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old. He had a full forehead, slightly deep-set eyes, and a slightly protruding chin. He was quite handsome. Perhaps because he had been at sea for many years, his skin was slightly dark and had a few sea rust spots. At this moment, he was holding a cigarette and leaning back in his chair. He looked directly at Song Tianyao and spoke, with a carefree attitude that made him seem indifferent to everything.
"Lei Danzi, Lei Yingdong?" Song Tianyao slowly exhaled and said earnestly to the other party, "I've long admired your name."
"I'm always out at night and on the go, constantly on the sea. Not many people have heard of my nickname, Mr. Song. You're too kind." Lei Yingdong, whose nickname is Lei Danzi, said, playing with the matchbox in his hand, "I've heard about Secretary Song's methods today. All the medicines from the All-Hong Kong Pharmaceutical Company have gone into the Customs warehouse. Hundreds of Fuyixing's men are standing guard outside the warehouse. My friend at Customs wanted to go in to find out what was going on, but before he could even get close to the gate, he was surrounded by twenty or thirty of Fuyixing's men, who threatened to kill his whole family. He was so scared that he didn't dare to utter a word and left obediently. I heard it was Secretary Song's order that, apart from the Foreign Devil at Customs, no other China person are allowed to approach the warehouse?"