"Not getting into real estate?" Lei Yingdong paused for a moment. "Not in a hurry to get into real estate, you're in a hurry now..."
He suddenly glanced around, then lowered his voice to Song Tianyao: "I'm quite interested in real estate."
"Did someone reassure you?" Song Tianyao asked with a smile, looking at Lei Yingdong's cautious expression as he poured him a glass of water and handed it to him.
Lei Yingdong took the water glass and sat back down. "It doesn't matter whether I eat or not. Am I supposed to drift at sea for the rest of my life?"
"I have a subordinate named Scribe Hui who inspired me. Now, with money in my hands, no matter what business I do in Hong Kong, everyone will frown upon me, treating me like a desperate stray dog. It's better to make money from the Japan. The Japan very rich lately. I asked his Japanese-speaking secretary, Japan, which borders North Korea, has now become an ideal rear base for the United States. Countless factories are constantly springing up along the main lines of Japan's national railways, all to meet the endless orders for military supplies from the United States. Japan newspapers have even published the boastful statement that 'there is no longer a single poor or unemployed person in all of Japan,' sweeping away the defeat and dejection." Song Tianyao smiled at Lei Yingdong, "You might not believe it, but Scribe Hui was introduced to the logistics manager of the US military bases by a member of the British Forces in Hong Kong Army's exchange group in Japan. He secured clothing orders from more than a dozen US military bases in Okinawa, and then went on a tour of other US military bases in Southeast Asia, which increased the number to more than thirty. The total value of the orders in a year is more than 60 million Hong Kong dollars. After deducting labor costs and other expenses, guess how much net profit this scoundrel only makes?"
"We should at least make 20% profit, right?" Lei Yingdong was already tempted by Song Tianyao's words and was preparing to set sail for Japan to make a living.
Song Tianyao held up four fingers. "Less than four million Hong Kong dollars."
"Pfft..." Lei Yingdong spat out the tea he had just taken a sip of. "More than 60 million, and you can't even make 4 million?"
"It's precisely because of the principle of low profit margins and high volume that this scoundrel can easily secure so many base orders without resorting to bribery. Even the locals in Japan can't offer such low prices, but Hong Kong can, because Hong Kong has a large number of poor people and low wages. In contrast, the salary of a woman in Japan is now much higher than that of a strong man in Hong Kong. Japan is short of workers, but Hong Kong is not."
Lei Yingdong looked at Song Tianyao: "So you're planning to go into the clothing business yourself? To make money off United States?"
"How long can you make money off United States and steal business from the Japan? Of course, it's only because the Japan have money now, so you go to Japan to make money out of their pockets. It's like a mosquito attaching itself to an elephant, slowly sucking its blood, then growing, expanding, growing, expanding again, until by the time they realize it, the mosquito has become part of the elephant's body." Song Tianyao looked at Lei Yingdong: "Are you interested in trying out Japan girls?"
Lei Yingdong decisively shook his head. "No interest. I don't have your appetite, nor your methods, and most importantly, I don't have your current capital. If you really aren't in a hurry to get into real estate, there are some cheap plots of land I can sell to you."
Chen Tai glanced at the fifty-odd unfamiliar faces, snorted, and, holding a gleaming samurai sword, turned to the forty-odd brothers of the Harmony Heroes and said:
"Those guys from the Shui Fong never expected that I, Chen Tai, would get back up so quickly and continue fighting them. Tonight, we'll first smash To Kwa Wan, then head to Sai Wan. We won't stop until we've destroyed everything, to avenge my Big Brother! You'll all come with me tonight, and I, Chen Tai, will definitely give you an explanation, whether you live or die! There will be medical expenses for the injured, and a funeral allowance for the deceased. The money is already prepared. Even if I die, someone will deliver every penny to you or your family."
"Brother Tai, no need to say anything! The fact that I'm still following you means I'm not afraid of death!"
"Get to work, Tai-ge!"
"After avenging Brother Cong, Harmony Heroes with the rest of the heroes, Brother Tai will be in charge! Those cowards who fear death, who dares to challenge Brother Tai? Let them talk to Brother Cong!"
These forty-odd people were all members of the Harmony Heroes who were captivated by Chen Tai's personal bravery and charisma. The other Big Brother of the Harmony Heroes were either dead or terrified and acted like cowards. Only Chen Tai dared to take up the banner of the Harmony Heroes and fight to the death with the Shui Fong.
If you stick with Big Brother like that, as long as you don't die, you'll always have a chance to rise in the future.
Chen Tai enjoyed being admired and surrounded by people. He probably would never have found this feeling by Song Tianyao's side. Even if he did, it was Song Tianyao who gave him this feeling. But now, regardless of victory or defeat, life or death, the praise and admiration of these brothers were all earned by Chen Tai alone with his two fists.
He hid in the shadows of the alley, took a deep breath, and pointed to the Opium den controlled by the Shui Fong in the distance. "Twenty men go and burn down the opium den! The rest of you come with me to the brothel next door!"
Just like in every brawl, he stood tall and proud, taking the lead, his Japan sword pointing diagonally at the ground, and rushed out of the alley!
There was no sign that the large and small knife wounds on his body had not healed; he was still imposing and awe-inspiring, the most capable leader among the heroes under the command of Harmony Heroes Bo Cong.
"It's Chen Tai, the fool from Heroes..." A member of the Wo On Wo On Lok, who was responsible for soliciting customers outside the brothel, saw Chen Tai appear with his men. Before he could finish speaking, Chen Tai was already in front of him. After slashing the man's chest with his knife, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked him hard in the abdomen. Before blood could flow from his chest, he had already kicked the unfortunate pimp three meters away!
Pedestrians on the street immediately fled in panic, and the prostitutes who were leaning against the door frame and flaunting their charms screamed and ran away in all directions. Chen Tai took a Molotov cocktail handed to him by one of his underlings and threw it forcefully at the sign above the brothel's door!
"Bang!"
Flames instantly engulfed the entire wall and entrance!
"You're messing around Harmony Heroes Chen Tai, the hero! All you irrelevant people, get out of here!" Amidst the firelight, Chen Tai, a Japan sword slung over his shoulder, stood outside the brothel, his voice like thunder. "Those who are with Wo On Lok, come up and face your deaths! Damn you, this is a fight to the death!"
Behind him, dozens of burly men brandished weapons and shouted in unison, "Those from Wo On Lok, come up and face your deaths! It's a fight to the death!"
Chapter 419 Arresting People
"Brother Qing! A-Tai from Heroes led over a hundred men to To Kwa Wan and took down several of Shui Fong's establishments! Shui Fong is in Jordan, and all the men from Yau Ma Tei have grabbed their weapons and rushed to To Kwa Wan." Upon receiving the news, Handkerchief Qing's henchman, Bian Dan Wei, flicked away his cigarette butt, quickly pushed open the door of a warehouse at the Sai Kung Pier, and Handkerchief Qing to Wo Hung Shun, and practicing his boxing against a wooden Double Red Pole.