Managing Portland Street

"This is Ah Xuan, nicknamed 'Blood Dragon.' The night before last, he chopped off half an arm of that bastard Jackals with one knife, killed four people, and seriously injured over a dozen. He chased several hundred people with just one knife. If that bastard hadn't dodged quickly, his head would be gone by now!"

Baki boasted loudly on behalf of Wang Xuan. After all, Wang Xuan was his subordinate. The more famous Wang Xuan became, the more face Baki would have.

Looking at Wang Xuan, who wore a baseball cap, a simple T-shirt and jeans, and had a handsome appearance, everyone found it hard to believe. He looked so refined and cultured, so different from the legendary image of him covered in blood, with blood-red eyes, killing without blinking.

Wang Xuan was a university graduate, after all. Compared to the guys present with all sorts of hair colors, styles, and flashy clothes, most of whom hadn't even finished junior high, he was indeed refined and cultured!

"Young man, you're very handsome. It's a shame you're not going into movies! You've done a great service to the triad this time. Baki, you mustn't treat this hero poorly!" Camel looked at Wang Xuan with satisfaction. As a boss, his perspective was different. Compared to his subordinates who looked like demons and monsters, Wang Xuan gave him a much better impression. He looked like someone who could achieve great things.

"Don't worry, boss. We definitely won't mistreat Ah Xuan!"

"Thank you, boss. Thank you, Brother Baki!"

"Do good work, and the triad will not mistreat any of its heroes. I hope you can reach this position in the future too." Camel pointed to the seats in the front row.

"Don't worry, boss. I will work hard!" Wang Xuan nodded heavily.

Now that he had been promoted to supervisor, his status and position were different. He no longer had to personally manage streets or collect debts and other miscellaneous matters. Those tasks would be handled by his subordinates.

However, before that, he needed to hold a ceremony to accept disciples.

For this purpose, Baki had also invited Sha Meng, Uncle Fung, and Uncle Fai to be witnesses.

"You three, greet them. These two are Uncle Fung and Uncle Fai, elders of the triad."

"Hello, Brother Meng."

"Hello, Uncle Fung."

"Hello, Uncle Fai."

Wang Xuan, Wong Jai, and Ah Hoi paid their respects to the elders in turn. Wong Jai and Ah Hai were Baki's confidants, while Wang Xuan was a newcomer. After this ceremony, the three of them would officially be part of East Star.

The three knelt before the statue of Guan Gong and lit incense. After the ritual, Uncle Fai recited the triad's rules.

1. No colluding with government officials. 2. No internal conflict or betrayal. 3. No betraying brothers. 4. No seducing or raping "sworn sisters" or "sworn sisters-in-law."

"Wang Xuan (Wong Jai, Ah Hai) will abide by the rules." After speaking, the three inserted their incense into the censer, stood up, and approached Baki. They picked up cups of tea from the side and respectfully offered them to Baki with both hands. "Brother, please drink."

Baki took the tea and took a sip.

The ceremony was complete.

From this moment on, Wang Xuan was truly a member of East Star, qualified to climb higher. He was no longer comparable to those 49ers or Straw Sandals. Baki had held such a position before.

Everyone congratulated him. Baki happily returned their greetings one by one. "I'm hosting a banquet at noon. Everyone, come and have a drink!"

"Forget it. You young people go ahead. We old folks won't join your revelry."

Seeing that Uncle Fung and Uncle Fai were unwilling to go, Baki didn't force them and directly sent the two elders back by car.

At the banquet, Baki distributed the territories he held. Wang Xuan had the greatest contribution. Rewarding him was also a way to win people's hearts. The most prosperous Portland Street in Mong Kok naturally fell into his hands.

The remaining streets had much less lucrative potential. They were grouped together and divided into two portions for Wong Jai and Ah Hai. This way, their overall income would not be much different from Wang Xuan's. Baki preferred to have a relatively balanced distribution of power among his subordinates.

After the banquet, Wang Xuan found Baki alone. "Brother Baki, you know, I'm somewhat of a newcomer. I don't understand many things, especially when it comes to drugs. Portland Street has a large consumption volume, and I don't have any channels. Brother Baki, could you take over that aspect and help your little brother out!"

Baki raised an eyebrow at this, his lips slowly curled up, and he patted Wang Xuan's shoulder, laughing heartily. "You rascal! Fine, since you're my subordinate, who else should I look out for? I'll handle your supply from now on!"

What Wang Xuan said sounded good, but its main intention was to return all the drug business in the area to Baki, meaning he wouldn't touch it anymore. All the profits would go to Baki. However, on the surface, it still appeared as if the boss was helping his subordinate, which sounded better. Baki was naturally delighted and kept praising Wang Xuan for being sensible.

In reality, Wang Xuan just didn't want to get involved with drugs. That stuff was too harmful. Although he was forced to become a Young and Dangerous, he still wanted to be a good person.

Moreover, the crime of drug trafficking was too severe, and it was difficult to get out once involved. As for the rumored high profits, he had inquired about it from various sources, and it wasn't as exaggerated as imagined.

It was a simple and crude way to make money, suitable for triads and those without ability. It seemed incredibly profitable, but besides the various cuts, one-third of the dirty money had to be deducted for laundering, and sometimes even four-tenths!

The real money was made by companies with the ability to launder money. That was truly profitable. These drug lords were just employees.

Look at the wealthy individuals; they all made their fortunes through legitimate businesses. These triad members were nothing in front of them.

Although it seemed like Wang Xuan lost a lot, he had actually gotten rid of a hot potato. Coming from the year 9102, he had countless ways to make money. Drugs were too low-class!

After leaving the restaurant, Wang Xuan took Ah Wei to stroll around Portland Street.

Standing at the entrance of the street, Ah Wei was extremely excited. He pointed to the entire street and said with great bravado, "Brother Xuan, let me tell you, Portland Street is within the old districts of Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei, north of Temple Street and Waterloo Road, west of Nathan Road, east of Shanghai Street, and south of Boundary Street. This entire area is your territory now.

The foot traffic here is immense, with a vibrant nightlife. Mahjong parlors, bars, dance halls, bathhouses, hourly hotels, and guild halls for eating, drinking, and entertainment—everything is available. It gets more beautiful as the night goes on! The girls here are the most beautiful in Hong Kong, all sorts of them. In the future... hehehehehe!"

Looking at the lewd, fat guy, Wang Xuan curled his lips. The entire street would be his in the future, but it was only about collecting protection fees and operating rights for a few nightlife venues, bars, and dance halls. As for real estate, it had nothing to do with them in the triad.