A blue sports car pulled up at a toy factory in Kwai Tsing.
Leung Siu-tong got out with one of his underlings.
"Get your boss, Su Zhiming, out here!" Leung Siu-tong told the factory guard.
"Who are you?"
The guard saw that Leung Siu-tong and his companion both wore suits and drove a sports car. They hardly looked like ordinary people.
"Just go get him!" Leung Siu-tong said casually. He dragged over the guard's stool and sat at the entrance, smoking.
Ten minutes later, the guard brought out a bespectacled, middle-aged man in a jacket, his hairline in retreat.
"Gentlemen, shall we talk inside?" Su Zhiming asked warmly.
"No need!" Leung Siu-tong dropped his cigarette butt, ground it out underfoot, and rose to approach Su Zhiming.
Leung Siu-tong was not particularly tall, but he stood over half a head taller than Su Zhiming.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at Su Zhiming.
"I'm from Hongxing Security. Our boss's surname is Gu. He wants to see you... and that precious son of yours."
Su Zhiming's expression changed at the name Hongxing.
How could anyone doing business on Hong Kong Island not know Hongxing? Hon Ping, after all, had complete control of Kwai Tsing.
And recently, large numbers of Hongxing men had been leaving Kwai Tsing every night, in convoys of dozens or even a hundred vehicles, passing his factory every time.
He had made a point of asking around, so he knew not only of Hongxing, but also of its Hongxing Leader, Gu Sheng.
Hearing that Gu Sheng wanted to see him, he immediately broke into a sweat.
"Sir, may I ask why Mr. Gu wants to see me? Has my son offended him somehow?"
Since the man had specifically told him to bring his son, Su Zhiming knew his