The Taihe Trading Company she was referring to was the Zhang Family's import and export business, dealing in rice, kerosene, chili peppers, asbestos tiles, coal, and more. Now, with its main focus on pharmaceuticals, its influence had diminished considerably. Zhuxing Trading Company, on the other hand, was a subsidiary of the European Coast Company. After the European Coast Company's pharmaceuticals arrived in Hong Kong, they were sold to Zhuxing Trading Company at a markup, and then Zhuxing Trading Company would resell them to members of other Pharmaceutical Associations at an even higher price. In this way, the Zhang Family even profited from the secondary wholesale profits.
Aside from the real estate properties that are currently rented out, the most valuable asset the Zhang Family owns is the European Coast Company, which holds agency rights for major pharmaceutical companies. Li Suiyi's idea is to give the other two companies to the second and third sons. As for the Zhang Yuliang, who got into trouble this time, he should be given a few hundred thousand yuan in cash to leave with nothing, or a tenement building to become a landlord.
Zhang Yujie scoffed, saying disdainfully, "Long hair, short brains. Wei Lin still knows how to read. I can build the Zhang Family into what it is today even though I don't know a single word. How can Wei Lin, who is Wei Lin, do worse than me? Even if he doesn't know how to do business, I'm only thirty-eight years old. I can support him for another twenty years without any problem. In twenty years, even a pig should know how to be the head of the Zhang Family!"
"Mr. Zhang, Young Master Qi is downstairs." Cai Jianxiong gently knocked on the door and said to the person inside.
"Understood." Upon hearing this, Zhang Yujie waved his hand to the women in the room. "You two go back to serve Mother, and don't mention a word about the division of the family property. A-Yin, go make tea for Yuqi; he must be thirsty after returning from drinking with those bankers."
Li Suiyi and Chen Yaofang got up and walked outside, while A-Yin went to boil water to prepare tea.
Only Zhang Yujie Malaysia in the living room, sitting imposingly on the sofa. He leaned back and muttered to himself, "Chu Xiaoxin is a good-for-nothing, yet his father managed to get him a Justice of the Justice of the Peace title. I have to smile obsequiously at the Chu Family good-for-nothing. Twenty years from now, even if my son is a good-for-nothing like Chu Xiaoxin, I'll still be like Chu Yaozong, able to scare visitors into a cold sweat with just a glance or a change of expression."
Chapter 150: The History of 14K Development
Li Caifa stood with his hands behind his back in front of the window of his morphine factory office, watching the busy workers outside packaging the morphine extracted from opium.
The crude morphine refined in his factory could already be called No. 1 heroin. In Shanghai Bund, it was called Yellow Arsenic, and in Beijing, it was called white powder. It was produced on a large scale by the Japan during their invasion of China. It was easier to smoke and more addictive than opium. Once addicted, even smoking opium felt unsatisfying.
These bumpkins from Hong Kong's triads are still running Opium dens all over the world, unaware that he only opened four unlicensed Yellow Arsenic dens in North Point, yet they already attract hundreds of people who come day and night. This lucrative path is exclusively enjoyed by Li Caifa in all of Hong Kong, bringing him a continuous stream of huge profits, and it can also devour the opium business of local triads. Once opium addicts become addicted to Yellow Arsenic, there's no need to worry about them; they themselves are too lazy to even touch their pipes again.
Without this exclusive technology as a cash cow, where would Li Caifa get the capital to dare to go head-to-head with local bigwigs?
"Mr. Choi Fat, the brothers have smashed up all of Wo Shing Yee's businesses in Jordan. If it weren't for the fact that the Wo On Lok and Wo Shing Wo gangs sent their men to help Wo Shing Yee, Wo Shing Yee gang would have almost been wiped out." Brother Fei, who had previously been responsible for parking outside the Lichi Nightclub, had now changed out of his shirt and vest and into the short-sleeved clothes he wore back in Shanghai Bund. He came in and said to Li Caifa, "Now both sides have stopped. A few senior members of the He-prefix gangs gang have sent word that they want to talk to you. They said that even if we were to fight, we should explain the situation, agree on a time, and gather both sides' forces before we start. It's against the rules of the underworld for us to suddenly raid Wo Shing Yee's stronghold like this."
"How many brothers have been arrested by the police in the past two days?" Li Caifa asked without turning his head.
Brother Fei thought for a moment and said, "There wasn't time to escape, and the scene was too ugly. Forty or fifty brothers were arrested on the spot by the police. But I heard that they didn't arrest a single member of the He-prefix gangs. These Hong Kong bastards only arrest us Shanghai people."
"The relationship between the gangs and the police here is like our relationship with the police station back in Shanghai Bund. Of course, they only arrest the opponents, not their own. Once these He-prefix gangs admit their mistakes and back down, the police will naturally stop bothering us."
"Mr. Choi Fat, should I take some brothers and take care of a few old bastards from the He-prefix gangs? Some of my brothers are quick-witted and have already found out where they live. Let's find some experienced brothers and send their whole families on their way. Burying them alive, throwing them into wells, burning them alive—no problem. We'll make sure the police can't find any evidence." Brother Fei said through gritted teeth behind Li Caifa's back.
Having been in Hong Kong for so long, haven't they been waiting for this day to finally hold their heads high again? If they don't use the methods they had in Shanghai Bund, how can they let the triads in this tiny place like Hong Kong know how powerful they, the Green Gang members, are?
"No rush. Go and tell them that I'll be waiting for a few old men from the He-prefix gangs at the Rising Sun Teahouse in Lichi tomorrow at noon," Li Caifa said, turning to Brother Fei.
Brother Fei paused for a moment, then said, "Mr. Choi Fat, why bother with these petty scoundrels from a small town? Why follow their rules? Brothers, get some guns, take out all the gang Hall Master Incense Master, and with them leaderless, we can take their lives in the chaos."
"Just do what I tell you to do. You're brainless and always trying to give me advice. No wonder you can only park outside." Li Caifa chuckled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and offered one to Brother Fei, saying, "Fei, how long have you been with me?"
"Eleven years, I've traveled all over Shanghai Bund, Taiwan, and Hong Kong." Brother Fei, flattered, accepted the cigarette, took out a match to light it for Li Caifa, and then said.
Li Caifa chuckled, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Eleven years ago, you were just a young bastard, a laborer in Shanghai Bund. Based on your merits, you'd be perfectly qualified to be sitting at home enjoying your life. Why are you still stuck in parking lots, even though some of the brothers who joined after you are already overshadowing you? It's because you don't use your brain. All you can do is hurt people with your fists. Do as I say. From now on, don't just open your mouth without thinking before you speak or act."