Mawangbo’s land is in Causeway Bay and needs to cross the sea every time you go to pay for the number of transactions. The transportation in Hong Kong for 1985 years is extremely inconvenient. If you want to cross the sea, you must get on the boat from Guantang Typhoon to get off the boat and then transfer to the bus. It will take at least 2 hours on the way.

Hou Wenjun is not an official member of Heliansheng, and Ma Wangbo has not given him any venues. 1,080 yuan per month is not really a payment, it can only be regarded as a premium given to Ma Wangbo. Last time I borrowed troops from him and attacked the banner of Heliansheng, so I had to explain to the company. When he officially joined the company, he would not have to pay 1,080 yuan per month.

When Wen Jun and his younger brothers arrived at Causeway Bay, it was already past 8 o'clock in the evening. Usually, Ma Wangbo was playing tricks in the mahjong hall at this time, and he actually handled business after midnight.

The mahjong halls in the 1980s were not a good place. The smell of sweat and smoke were intertwined and mixed into a disgusting smell. Fortunately, Ma Wangbo usually plays cards in more advanced private rooms.

Hou Wenjun led his men through the ordinary hall in front to the private room area. The gangster who was guarding the door smiled and said, "Ajun, come to see the boss. I heard that your kid has been cut into the Guantang now?"

Huang Wenbin did not rush to answer, but looked at the other gangsters standing at the door. These people were not Ma Wangbo's younger brothers, and there should be other big-name figures in it.

"Brother Bin, you're eating cigarettes." As he said that, Hou Wenjun touched the bag of Marlboro from his body and spread a piece of Huang Wenbin who was guarding the door and lit it for him: "What kind of oil can there be in the Guantang? The boss is inside?"

Huang Wenbin took a deep breath of cigarette and laughed twice before continuing, "Ajun, you are not honest. You can go in by yourself, they stay." He said, pointing to the younger brother behind Hou Wenjun.

"Then Brother Bin, I'll go in first." Hou Wenjun greeted Huang Wenbin, gave a few instructions to his hand, and then directly crossed Huang Wenbin to push the door and entered the private room.

Hou Wenjun guessed correctly. In the private room, he not only saw Ma Wangbo, but also saw the words of Liansheng Wan Chai. He was the boss of his own boss. He didn't know much about the other two, but judging from the momentum, he should also be a big boss.

Hou Wenjun walked into the private room and shouted: "Boss, Uncle Ji." After greeting Ma Wangbo and Cheeking Ji, he took the initiative to stand behind Ma Wangbo.

He Liansheng Wan Chai talks about the conversation, and he is 42 years old. I heard that he has the highest voice in the hall election this year, which is held once every two years. He is almost beaten by him and has won all of He Liansheng. His horse-Ma Wangbo is the largest peripheral horse king in Hong Kong. He is currently the strongest force in the entire He Liansheng.

Before Ma Wangbo could speak, he pointed at Hou Wenjun and pointed at the other two bigwigs at the mahjong table and said, "Ajun is here, this is our brother who is in the hall with Liansheng, and this is the cold guy of his uncle."

Hou Wenjun called out again in a regular manner, "Hello Uncle Bao, Hello Uncle Leng", and was about to stop talking and watch his boss play cards.

Who knew that the chicken was blowing and Hou Wenjun was not letting go and continued: "This is the most outstanding handsome guy in my younger generation, Hou Wenjun, Junzai, and the rising star in Guantang."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chuanbo looked at Hou Wenjun and continued, "I know you, Hou Wenjun, I pulled out the banner of Changle in Guantang a few months ago (the former boss of Shenglino Middle School was the younger brother of the Changle Guantang District Talent. Changle is considered a sunset club, and the entire club is only a few thousand people now. The paparazzi Bo is even more incomparable. He has been in the old world for nine years and has become a "straw sandals" to live in two mahjong halls and a small gambling stall. Hou Wenjun borrowed troops from Ma Wangbo and swept away Changle's land in Guantang District.), their old-top black star has come to me, and the younger generation is good."

To be honest, I am quite envious of the chicken-driving chicken. Before his Ma Wang Bo rose, he had no chance of winning with the League, otherwise he would have been the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be

Hou Wenjun was very low-key in front of Chuanbao and others. He just smiled and didn't say anything when facing Chuanbao's praise.

Ma Wangbo was very happy to see that his uncles were praising his horse. Two years ago, when he needed help to expand his peripheral business, he took over Hou Wenjun, who lives in Guantang, and he didn't care much about Hou Wenjun and let him develop himself. Who knew that this guy had been doing well in Guantang area this year, and now he has heard of his reputation even when he is in the hall with Liansheng.

"Okay, Ajun, go back. Our uncles still have to play cards. I'll talk about anything tomorrow." Ma Wangbo said, waving his hand and let Hou Wenjun leave the private room first. The bosses sitting here are not the ones he can only contact with.

"Okay, boss, then I'll leave first." Hou Wenjun walked out directly after saying hello.

"You are so powerful now that you have even stood out."

This is the last thing Hou Wenjun heard before going out. It should be said by the Leng Man who hadn't spoken just now.

After leaving the door, he whispered to Huang Wenbin for a few words, Hou Wenjun took his younger brother back to Guantang.

When they rushed back to the night market in Guantang, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. This was the last lively moment in the night market.

Busy crowds were shuttled back and forth in this small street, and various hawking sounds were heard one after another. Hou Wenjun and his group set up a stall on the street, at the end and in the middle, specializing in selling some A-type leather bags, clothing, etc.

In this night market street less than 500 meters, there are at least 7 or 8 clubs who are making a living. These members of the lower-level clubs are not as glorious as those in later movies. Everyone joins the club just to avoid being bullied and collect protection fees. Most of them are neighbors in Guantang, although they are still taking good care of each other before making a living in different units.

Even Changle, who was swept by Hou Wenjun before, was set up stalls in it, and everyone was still doing their own business without breaking the river.

"Ajun, come here to discuss something." Hou Wenjun was stopped by Hong Xing's younger brother Shanji as soon as he walked outside the Night Market Street.

"Master Chicken, what are you doing? Why don't you ask your sister to look for me?" Wen Jun joked while walking over.

Seeing Hou Wenjun coming, Shan Ji happily surrounded Hou Wenjun's shoulder and said, "Ajun, these A-go goods are sold well. Brother Nan means to ask you to get some goods to sell."

"Stop here, there are only so many goods in this batch. Everyone has finished all the goods. Please wait for the next time. By the way, Haonan? Why didn't you see him?" Hou Wenjun said after slapped the pheasant and put it on his shoulder.

Shan Ji was thrown away by Hou Wenjun and said uneasy: "Brother Nan is taking Datian Er and the others to sell clothes inside. I heard that you are going to choose a restaurant with Liansheng this year. Then your brother Jun will be majestic."

"Damn it, it's not that my boss, Ma Wangbo, chose to sit in the restaurant. I'm so majestic. Maybe one day I'll step on your Hongxing territory and fight. I'll go in first, and there's a dead pheasant. If you dare to suck my little sister, be careful, I'll castrate you."

Hou Wenjun shook his head and ignored him and took people to the night market.

Shan Ji and his boss Chen Haonan and others were students of Marino Middle School before, and they were still in the same grade as Hou Wenjun but they were all in the same class. Like Hou Wenjun, these people were not studying and joined the club and became Hongxing's peripheral members. Those who have not yet officially joined the club are called Blue Lanterns. Generally, they need to wait for their boss to inspect for a year or two before they will formally hold the incense hall for them.

When he walked into the night market, almost every stall would greet him loudly, and the greetings of "Ajun" and "Brother Jun" were unaware of them.

It’s not that Hou Wenjun is so amazing, but that most of the people who set up stalls and visit the night market here are his neighbors and other stall owners who come to him to get goods. His family lives in the Tangtou building in the middle of this night market street.

My sister Hou Wenhui also helped sell things in this stall in the middle of the night market. This stall is the best and largest location in Guantang Night Market Street.

Seeing the scene where the old sister brought her little sisters to sell things, Hou Wenjun felt that it was nothing bad to join the club, at least her sister didn't have to go to Chinatown to make up for the family income.

Hou Wenjun's sister Hou Wenhui is 19 years old this year, one year older than him, and is now a freshman in the Law Department of Hong Kong University. She is 168 tall, with long flowing hair and delicate facial features. She looks pure and lovely no matter how you look at it, she looks a bit like Weng Meiling in the 1983 version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

"Ajun, I'm back, and I'm crossing the sea again today?" During the short period of doing business, my sister Hou Wenhui saw Hou Wenjun beside her and greeted her with a smile.

"Well, how is the business today?" Hou Wenjun didn't want to talk to his sister about the club, so he immediately turned the topic to business.

Hou Wenhui also knew that he didn't want to get himself stuck in the club, so she followed his words: "These bags are almost sold out. You don't know that many white-collar workers from Hong Kong are taking boats to buy bags. I don't know how good the business is. We have sold more than a dozen of them tonight."

In 1985, A-go products in Hong Kong had not yet begun to spread. Hou Wenjun was one of the first people to make A-go products. He went to a garment factory in Tsuen Wan to make them produce the most popular brand-name clothes or leather bags this year, and took them back to Guantang to sell them. However, due to the scale of this garment factory, there was no large amount of goods sold at each time. Now he is considering whether he should open a garment factory to expand the production scale by himself.

After Hou Wenjun took his people around the night market, it was 12 o'clock, and the crowd slowly dispersed, and households began to put away their stalls.

After Hou Wenjun collected the money and the remaining goods sold tonight, he took his sister and brothers to the food stall for midnight snacks.
Chapter completed!