If we talk about the development of Hong Kong's character, we have to trace it back to the 1940s. Hong Kong's character is generally collectively called the "Triangles". A church and organization were established in Hong Kong around 1840.

At that time, the Qing government had just ceded Hong Kong to Britain. Due to the unique economic, political and social environment of the colonies, the triad had an excellent opportunity to develop and quickly began to breed and spread, and gradually formed a strong underground force on Hong Kong Island.

Later, due to the police's inability to crack down on the attack, the triad had taken root and entered Hong Kong, and its members infiltrated the Department of Engineering, Shipbuilding Department, the Department of Chinese Affairs, the High Court and the Chinese police. By the end of the 19th century, the triad members had accounted for about one-third of the Chinese adult male population in Hong Kong.

At this point, the community organizations have been integrated into all aspects of the lives of Hong Kong residents. It can even be said that the triad culture has become a part of Hong Kong culture.

There are three most powerful characters in Hong Kong now: Xinji, Hutchison, and Number Gang. Each of these three clubs has a super-large organization with about 100,000 members, and the organizational structure is quite complete, including the hall, the slaughter, the 426 red stick, the white paper fan, and the 49th Chai.

Just like in some places in the mainland, it was impossible for Hong Kong to avoid organizational items in terms of business in the 1990s, especially those who wanted to open stores, set up factories, or even want to do pirated CD business, which could not avoid these real social components.

Since you have to face it, as Xiong Baizhou said, instead of waiting for others to come to you in vain, it is better to make trouble in person.

Zhongyou must "evil" the other party.

In fact, there is no need to explain this much. Xiong Baizhou usually takes the initiative to avoid ordinary people, but when facing underground forces, whether from Guangdong or Wuzhou, he basically takes action to force the other party to the dead.

These organizations are always the same in essence. If you let go of the principles when you are with them, you won’t be grateful at all. Instead, you will think you are easy to bully and will only gain a better position next time.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his 40s sat on the sofa in the lobby of Perth Hotel. He was not tall but very burly. His suit was very similar to Sheng Yuanqing. The two buttons on the top were casually dispersed, and his eyes were staring at the main entrance of Perth Hotel.

This person is the current staff member of Hutchison, and Feng Dirong, nicknamed Darong.

There were two people standing next to him. One of them was Zheng Renduo who met at the entrance of the stadium yesterday afternoon. He was shiny and dressed properly. The other was very different from Zheng Renduo's temperament, with an impatient and ruthless face. Through the collar, you could see the tattoo spreading from your chest and there were a little mark on your neck. This is Peng Junyuan, a tit-fit man from Hutchison Wan Chai District, nicknamed Tattoo Yuan.

The Perth Hotel is located in Central, Wan Chai, so he will definitely be there.

Peng Junyuan is very different from Zheng Ren. He was born as a pure thug, Hongshang. Otherwise, he would not be able to occupy his reputation in Wan Chai, where gold and gold are quarrels all day long. Therefore, Peng Junyuan looked down on Zheng Renduo's words like "White Paper Fan" and "Kuang Tang" are a poor place in the countryside, so Peng Junyuan was not polite at all.

"Aren, what are you doing? Where did you know about the poor card and call Brother Rong over. I'll wait for half a minute. Do you have a lot of time to be a boss and me?"

Although Zheng Renduo's territory is not as good as Peng Junyuan and his fame is not as good as him, everyone is a slap in fits, so how could he be choked at will: "You have to go ahead, anyway, you're just talking about business later, and you won't understand."

"I'll choose." Peng Junyuan heard Zheng Renduo say directly that he didn't understand business, so he was so angry that he would scold him.

"Shut up the sound." Feng Dirong, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned and said: "A little thing is so quarrel. Do you want others to laugh at?"

Peng Junyuan glared at Zheng Renduo. The two people who were born differently have different opinions, and they have different opinions on things because of their different experiences. They have been disliked by each other for a long time. However, Peng Junyuan did not aim at Zheng Renduo this time, but instead talked about Xiong Baizhou: "This egg scattered ball is really a species. We have to wait for so long. I really don't know how he only has more than 100 people, how he dominated Guangdong City like rumors."

Feng Dirong sighed in his heart. It is true that he is in the restaurant, but not everything in the word "六文" can be finalized.

The Hutchison and the New Records are different. The new Records are hereditary system, and the old beans pass on their sons, and outsiders cannot be the leader; the Hutchison is a selection system, and they choose every two years. There are many uncles and uncles in front of me who have served in the restaurant.

Now there are two different voices about Hutchison's development ideas. One side thinks that Hong Kong will stick to Hong Kong and let the external situation change again, Hong Kong Island will not disappear in vain;

There are also some people like Zheng Renduo who feel that there will definitely be no future when they are guarding the past. One Guangdong city is equivalent to seven Hong Kong sizes. As long as they are not stupid, they know that for the development of the community, they must be tied to the mainland that is about to take off.

Everyone knows that returning is an inevitable trend. The forms of Hong Kong and the other side suddenly become complicated, and no one knows what the situation will be like in the future.

In addition, the social economy of the mainland is developing rapidly, but because of the small region, dense population, and a large gap between the rich and the poor in society, valuable industries have been divided up long ago, and there has been no longer the glory of the "Four Asian Little Dragons" back then.

Wealth is in the north.

However, Feng Dirong had no idea how to get on the north line. The opponent's strength must not be too small, otherwise he would not be able to satisfy Hutchison's appetite.

However, why do people with strength choose to do business with the underworld? Are there any resources to exchange for in the word "word"?

When Zheng Renduo brought back this business card, Feng Dirong looked at the novel design business card. He immediately asked someone to inquire that Hutchison's members were not only in Hong Kong, but also in the neighboring Guangdong city, and the result was soon released.

The efficiency is so fast, not because Hutchison's man has great supernatural powers, but because the name is so loud.

Aisheng Electronics is currently just a small business, but the three words "Xiong Baizhou" mean too much:

Rumor is the boss behind Zhou Mei Electric Appliances;

I am sure I am the boss of the underground world of Guangdong City;

There may have been large-scale revenge in Guixi;

I heard that my relationship with Hengke Real Estate is very good.

Rumor, sure, maybe, I heard that the last one can even be removed, Xiong Baizhou and Guo Xiaosheng played together, so there is no need to say much about the relationship.

"Where do they live in Hong Kong?" Feng Dirong asked.

"The business card says Perth Hotel, which should be where Mr. Xiong lives." Zheng Renduo's title has changed.

"You can't keep your eyes on the past when you write the word ". I'm going to see this Mr. Xiong tomorrow. If you have business, then you can negotiate." Feng Dirong made up his mind.

So the current scene came about. Feng Dirong was immersed in his thoughts when he suddenly heard Peng Junyuan whispering: "Pick, do you think it's the god of gambling?"

Feng Dirong raised his head and saw a young man walking into the hotel door with steady steps. He was neatly worn in a black suit, revealing his well-proportioned and strong figure. The heaven was full, his eyes were fixed, his two sword eyebrows were on his temples, his face was full of smiles, and he was holding a cigar in his mouth, his hands and feet were attached to him, and his eyes were full of grace and grace.

Feng Dirong stood up and said to Peng Junyuan who was a little stunned: "Ayuan, let me listen, because I can dominate Guangdong City with just over 100 people."

"That's because he only needs so many people."
Chapter completed!