Enraged, Chu Xiaoxin rushed forward and grabbed Song Tianyao by the throat, intending to strangle him to death.
"Damn it, you exhausted me to death while you went off to pick up Japan girls! You're so loyal..."
Outside, Yao Chunxiao led Bozai Gen in. When Bozai Gen saw Chu Xiaoxin present, he didn't rush to speak. After Bozai Gen Xiaoxin let go of his hand, Song Tianyao Chu Xiaoxin to Bozigen, indicating that it didn't matter.
"Mr. Song, I've done everything I could. The fight between the Harmony Heroes and Wo On Lok gangs resulted in a fire in the To Kwa Squatter Area To Kwa Wan. The police are arresting people everywhere, even shutting down the Soda Factory and taking all the workers away," said Bozai Gen. "I heard the police found four or five boxes of opium and a few short dogs in the Soda Factory's warehouse. I don't think that factory can stay open any longer. If there's nothing else, I'll take the brothers and we'll take a boat back to Macau at dawn tomorrow."
"Uncle Xiao, Brother Six is a bit injured and is taking a break right now. Have Fourth Uncle and the others accompany Brother Quan's men to the Kowloon Restaurant for a late-night snack. I've already asked Mr. Chu to make the arrangements. Fuyixing's men will also be there to help entertain the guests. Someone will arrange for them to board the ship directly tomorrow morning. I have some things to do tonight and can't personally entertain you. Ah Gen, please forgive me." Song Tianyao walked up to Bozai Gen and said.
Bozai Gen grinned. "Mr. Song has been generous enough, and besides, it was Brother Quan who specifically instructed me. Of course, we'll do our best. No need to trouble yourself. I'll be going now."
After Bozai Gen left, Song Tianyao turned to Chu Xiaoxin and spread his hands. "The Soda Factory is in hand. Now only Lin Xiao qia is left. Once I've dealt with him, I can go see Third Aunt. I'll donate two million. For every wooden house those gangsters burned down, Oxfam help the poor build bigger houses on the Lin Family's land. It's my way of doing good for Lin Who Bullies Gods."
"Did you burn it?" Chu Xiaoxin asked in a low voice.
Song Tianyao picked up the volume of "The Collected Works from the Ice-Drinker's Studio" again and began to read aloud, ignoring Second Young Master Chu's brainless question, "To be true to one's word is still the conduct of an upright and honorable man."
"Sister-in-law, I am Sun Zhizhong. I wonder if Lord Ting has mentioned me to you all?" Song Chunzhong was dressed in a suit and had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he looked travel-worn, pale, and unwell.
Sitting in the living room of a tenement building under Su Wenting's name, he smiled wryly at the menacing crowd opposite him.
This tenement building was used by Su Wenting to support his mistresses. Now that he's old, he rarely visits anymore. Apart from Wo On Lok confidants and family, few people know about his connection to this tenement building. This time, Song Chunzhong suddenly appeared to meet the Su family. Su Wenting's second wife, along with a group of family members and confidants, chose this place as the meeting location. Judging from the six or seven burly men carrying sharp knives behind Madam Su, it's clear that if this Sun Zhizhong has any problems, he'll be dealt with here.
Su Wenting was as young as Su Wenting, but his wife Chang Yue'e was only forty-three years old, with a charming appearance and an age where charm still existed. She first worked as a dancing girl near the Marine Pier, and became a Qi Ye after becoming a master of Su Wenting's boss at the time. She was also considered to be half a figure in the world.
When the Japan invaded Hong Kong, Chang Yue'e followed behind Su Wenting, Lin Man and others, and did many bad things. Many women in the comfort stations were lured into the fire by her words and died with their eyes wide open.
Chang Yue'e spoke in a deliberately affected tone, twirling a jade ring in her hand, glancing sideways at Song Chunzhong, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Of course I've heard of it. It's because of you that Lord Ting and more than thirty of his Shui Fong died in Malaysia, and to this day, they can't even return their bodies to their hometown. Mr. Sun, you still dare to come to Hong Kong? You've got some nerve."
"Hehe." Song Chunzhong lowered his head and chuckled bitterly, "Sister-in-law, I'm in the heroin business. I wouldn't touch those rubber tree seeds. No matter how profitable that stuff is, it's not as profitable as heroin, and heroin is safe. I'd have to be crazy to transport rubber tree seeds. I'm not crazy, but Lord Ting made a mistake this time..."
"Lord Ting is dead and you still dare to talk nonsense? I'll send you to see him!" A young, strong man behind Chang Yue'e swung an axe and was about to pounce on Song Chunzhong.
Song Chunzhong remained seated without flinching. "Since I've come to see you, sister-in-law, I'm not afraid of death. Even if I die, I must die with my innocence cleared and my story explained. That way, when I go to see Lord Ting, I won't say that I've failed in his trust."
"Ah Zhen! Let him explain himself clearly, anyway, he's right here." Chang Yue'e spoke up, stopping the burly man's actions.
Song Chunzhong gave Chang Yue'e a grateful look. "Sister-in-law, why did I travel all the way from Malaysia back to Hong Kong to see Lord Ting? Lord Ting's Shui Fong are the largest and most numerous in Hong Kong Opium den. Of course, I want to cooperate and sell the heroin produced in my Malaysia Rubber Plantation to Hong Kong. Lord Ting is someone who can help me a lot; I'd be more than willing to do that. How could I possibly harm him? I told Deng Huo that the murders of Lord Ting and those Big Brothers from the Shui Fong had nothing to do with me. If I did it, may I be struck down by lightning and die a horrible death!"
"Some people might believe such an oath, but I don't." Chang Yue'e lit a cigarette with a gilded lighter, put it in her mouth, and said, "Things aren't peaceful outside tonight. If you can't explain yourself in ten minutes, go downstairs and tell Lord Ting yourself."
A maid immediately placed a brass alarm clock on the table next to Chang Yue'e.
Song Chunzhong stared blankly at Chang Yue'e for more than ten seconds before suddenly chuckling, lowering his head, his half-hidden face appearing somewhat aggrieved in the shadows of the light.
"Sister-in-law, I misspoke about Lord Ting. He did promise someone. I don't know if you're aware of this, but I only overheard Lord Ting mentioning it casually in Malaysia. It's true that Lord Ting transported rubber tree seedlings; he really did it. He was forced to do it."
"Are you kidding me? Does Lord Ting need to personally transport goods to make money now? He has enough money to burn the whole of Hong Kong! Even if he wanted to transport goods, who in the Shui Fong would dare to ask Lord Ting to personally transport them?" The young, burly man Ah Zhen was obviously hot-tempered, and he wanted to turn on Song Chunzhong when he heard Song Chunzhong's words.
"Just because no one in the Shui Fong dares to do it doesn't mean no one in Hong Kong dares to do it. I don't know if it's true or not. I only heard it from Lord Ting. He was forced to go to Malaysia to work for me, doing heroin business with me. It was just a side job. Otherwise, how could I have the face to ask Lord Ting to go to Malaysia personally?" Song Chunzhong raised his head and looked seriously at the crowd opposite him. "To be honest, I don't believe anyone in Hong Kong can order Lord Ting to do things personally. Sister-in-law, do you believe it or not?"