area51novel 【051】Don't worry about the wrath of the dead.
【051】Don't worry about the wrath of the dead.
Lin Haowen received a call from Mengna on his way to Diaojingling.
"Brother Wen, I just got a message from Bai Tou Weng that I need to have dinner with him tonight, or he's going to shut down Heng Lai Hotel."
Mona's tone was extremely nervous. After all, Tung Sing was one of the five major triads in Hong Kong, and White-haired Old Man was quite well-known in the Hong Kong underworld. Mona never expected that she would be targeted by such a person so soon after she "rose to power".
"Mona, this is the perfect time to get Zhong Xinyi and Zhu Tao involved. You're a widow who just lost her fiancé, and now you're being bullied by thugs. Isn't it reasonable to ask them for help?"
"Would they go against Tung Sing for my sake?"
Mona is a little weak.
"People die for money, birds die for food. Promise them that as long as they can deal with the old man and protect your safety, you can hand over all your shares in Henglai Hotel."
Lin Haowen said calmly.
"This... what if they find out I lied to them..."
Before Mona could finish her worried words, Lin Haowen interrupted her with a smile, "Mona, don't worry about the wrath of the dead. At worst, I'll ask a few masters to perform a ritual for you."
"Okay, okay, Brother Wen, I'll do my best..."
Before Mona could finish speaking, she heard a busy tone coming from the receiver.
"A heartless man!"
Mona cursed under her breath, took a deep breath, and dialed a number.
"Brother Dong, this is Mengna. I don't know if you have time right now, but there's something I'd like to tell you in person..."
After the call connected, Mona quickly composed herself, her tone both dignified and alluring, making any man's mind wander.
Although she verbally criticized Lin Haowen for being heartless, Mengna still chose to stay with this man because, of all the men she had met, only this man had kept his promise and actually made her the owner of Henglai Hotel.
Or rather, she wasn't doing it for Lin Haowen, but for herself.
……
On the other side, after a bumpy ride, Lin Haowen finally arrived at Diaojingling.
Located in a secluded corner of Liyupobei, this area has remained undeveloped for decades due to historical issues. As far as Lin Haowen could see, there were mostly one- or two-story wooden houses, with very few brick buildings.
As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a huge crowd walking towards him, most of whom were big gangsters working for Lin Haowen.
"Brother Wen!"
"Brother Wen!"
The big circle boys all stood tall and proud, knowing that Lin Haowen was there to give them face.
Greetings echoed through the air.
Such a commotion immediately attracted the attention of nearby residents, and soon the number of onlookers exceeded a thousand.
"Wen Dong, invite all the influential people in your Diaojingling area over here."
Xu Wendong immediately understood and turned to leave.
Soon, Xu Wendong brought more than a dozen middle-aged and elderly men to Lin Haowen.
"Brother Wen, these are the village chiefs of various natural villages in Diaojingling."
Xu Wendong introduced Lin Haowen.
As the boss of the knife-wielding gang, he was a prominent figure in Diaojingling and was acquainted with these village chiefs.
"Mr. Lin!"
"Mr. Lin!"
These village chiefs must have heard from Xu Wendong about Lin Haowen's purpose, as they all wore bright smiles on their faces.
"Village chiefs, time is precious, so I won't waste it."
Lin Haowen smiled and nodded, then said loudly, "Fellow villagers of Diaojingling, I am Lin Haowen, the elder brother of some of the brothers present."
"These brothers have helped me a lot. I promised them that I would invest five million to build a road for their hometown."
As he spoke, Lin Haowen unzipped his handbag, revealing colorful Hong Kong banknotes to thousands of residents of Diao Jing Ling, causing an immediate sensation.
In the remote and impoverished Diaojingling, let alone five million yuan in cash, no one had ever seen even half a million yuan. The shock this scene brought to the residents of Diaojingling was no less than that of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
"I have already had a lawyer register a construction company, and road construction can begin as early as this month. Friends from Diaojingling who want to contribute to their hometown and earn some money at the same time can apply for a job at my construction company."
After saying this, Lin Haowen opened the second handbag, revealing colorful banknotes once again.
"I, Lin Haowen, can wrong anyone, but I must be true to my brothers. The brothers who worked for me last night can each receive five thousand Hong Kong dollars from me."
As he spoke, Lin Haowen threw the bag in front of Xu Wendong.
"Long live Brother Wen!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Xu Wendong immediately shouted loudly.
"Long live Brother Wen!"
"Long live Brother Wen!"
Immediately, deafening cheers echoed across Diaojing Ridge.
The dozen or so village chiefs exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with a mixture of helplessness and anticipation for the future.
They had already seen the gleam in the eyes of the young men in the crowd. Hearing about it a thousand times is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes. They knew that after today, most of the young men in Diaojingling would be eager to join Lin Haowen's ranks.
What followed was Lin Haowen's absolute influence in the Diaojingling area, but they dared not and did not want to stop it.
Hanging Neck Ridge is too poor. Eight out of ten women marry out of the country, and seven out of ten men flee. The population has been reduced from nearly 80,000 at its peak to just over 30,000 today. It is a place that has been deliberately forgotten by the people of the United States and is devoid of hope.
Lin Haowen at least brought them hope, and that's enough.
That evening, Lin Haowen stayed at Diaojingling and accepted a joint banquet hosted by more than a dozen village chiefs.
Lin Haowen did not treat these village chiefs unfairly. He hired them as the first batch of employees of his Oriental Construction Company as on-site supervisors. All they had to do was maintain order at the Diaojingling construction site, and they would receive a monthly salary of six thousand yuan.
This is basically giving money away to these village chiefs for free, completely dispelling any remaining dissatisfaction they might have.
On the same day, Lam Ho-man sent people to spread the word that White-haired Old Man, the leader of Tung Sing, should fulfill Camel's promise, pay HK$10 million in compensation, and hold a reconciliation banquet to apologize.
……
Inside the wine company of Bai Tou Weng in Mong Kok.
"Damn it, Lin Haowen is going too far! He should be grateful we don't cause him any trouble, yet he dares to make demands of us! Uncle Ben, just say the word, and I'll immediately take some men and take care of this bastard!"
The leopard looked furious, putting on a wholehearted show of loyalty to the white-headed old man, though its performance was somewhat exaggerated.
"Are you done talking?"
The old man ignored the leopard's performance and said calmly.
"Um."
The leopard paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"If you have nothing else to do, go and do your own thing."
The old man with white hair waved his hand, indicating that the leopard could leave.
After the leopard left, the old man dialed a number.
"I am an old man with white hair."
After the call was connected, the old man with white hair immediately introduced himself.
"Get to the point."
A cold, indifferent male voice came through the receiver.
"After much thought, I believe Lin Haowen is the most suitable person. Whether it was the shooting at the Yau Ma Tei Police Station or the camel being hit and killed, he profited greatly. As long as I link him with Mona, I can solidify his identity as the 'mastermind'."
"After I get rid of him, I can not only rightfully inherit the position of leader, but also bring Tung Sing's influence back to Tsim Sha Tsui and completely secure this position."
After a day of deliberation, the old man with white hair found the most suitable 'real culprit'.
"Get to the point."
The man on the other end of the phone kept repeating those two words.
"Zhu Tao and Lian Haolong have said they want to protect Mengna. I hope you can help me deal with these two so I can control Mengna."
The old man with white hair revealed his goal.
"Wait for my notification."
After saying that, the man hung up the phone.
"Beep beep beep~"
Hearing the busy tone from the receiver, the old man slowly put down his phone, his eyes particularly sinister.
He didn't take Lin Haowen's words to heart at all; he didn't need to bother with a dead man.