Rebirth in Hong Kong: The Tallest Tree Catches the Most Wind

Chapter 87 They're all the same

Wu Tianyao smoked, his gaze fixed on the rising, bluish smoke.

Looking at Wu Tianyao's expression, Weng Jinghe finally felt a little relieved.

The letter from Zihua is now clearly a demand, and no matter what Wu Tianyao chooses, it will be part of their plan.

They all have backup plans; they'll all try to get something out of Wu Tianyao no matter what.

A while later.

Wu Tianyao stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray: "Thank you, sir. You've thought of everything so thoroughly, even planning out my future development."

He crushed the cigarette butt hard: "You're right, the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow, there must be a lot of eyes watching."

"However, I always believe that the future is something I have to create myself. Since I dare to do this, I'm not afraid of being targeted by others."

The letter with the flowery words was actually from a brothel owner.

By mastering the intelligence at hand, one can skillfully use it to put pressure on oneself.

and.

It's all just empty talk; no matter how you look at it, what he said seems to make perfect sense.

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If it were an ordinary person, upon hearing Zihuaxin say this, they would definitely start to feel uneasy and think about how to protect themselves.

Wu Tianyao was different; his tone was firm and forceful: "So what if you're so capable of watching me? Everyone has one pair of eyes; they can watch however they want. If you're so capable, then take it away—that's what real ability is!"

"!"

Upon hearing this, Zi Huaxin's brows furrowed slightly.

Wu Tianyao is no longer that poor kid who couldn't get enough to eat or wear; he's now ahead of many others.

How could this be...

How come he's still like that penniless scoundrel from before!

He seems fearless now, ready to take off his clothes and chop his friends with a knife.

That shouldn't be the case.

Normally, once a person reaches a certain level and their life becomes better, they have to be more restrained in everything they do.

It's nothing.

Because they have money.

Having money is a risky business; if something goes wrong, the money becomes worthless.

Zi Huaxin never expected that Wu Tianyao would be so cryptic.

He considered it for a moment, then lowered his voice: "You can go back and think it over carefully. Don't rush to respond. Like I said, the club doesn't need anything from you."

"It's only because the gang is backing us that we need you to contribute something, otherwise the underlings outside will say we're biased."

The best outcome would be to reach an agreement with Wu Tianyao now, so that it would be most convenient to get involved later.

Wu Tianyao really wouldn't let up at all, and the situation on Hutchison's side was out of control.

What if he really can grow it quickly?

If Hutchison Whampoa really gets envious, then things will get complicated, and the cost of taking over will be higher.

Every word Zihuaxin uttered was driven by the pursuit of maximizing profits.

"No need for help, no assistance required!"

Wu Tianyao doesn't fall for flowery words; they talk a good game but are actually ruthless and calculating.

He didn't think he could trust these people either: "I'll handle anything that happens; my brothers will definitely support me to the end!"

Wu Tianyao stopped after he finished speaking.

His gaze swept over them one by one, first passing over Fei Tang, then staring at Egg Tart, then over Weng Jing, and finally landing on Zi Huaxin.

"Since I dare to open the door, I'm not afraid of others eyeing it. If I were really afraid, I wouldn't have opened the door; I would have just closed it!"

Wu Tianyao sneered, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, and said cryptically, "I won't give my word for what's mine. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on it will be dealt with!"

"It's the same no matter who comes; they're all the same!"

After Wu Tianyao finished speaking, the private room fell into a brief silence.

Fei Tang seemed to be deep in thought.

Egg Tart frowned, his eyes darting around.

Zi Huaxin could hardly hide his disappointment and surprise. His pre-script plan was well done, but it had no effect whatsoever.

"Alright, since you've said so, Ah Yao, then I won't say anything more." Zi Huaxin stubbed out his cigarette and waved his hand, saying, "Just say what you mean, don't come back later saying I'm being unfair when things go wrong."

"must."

Wu Tianyao smiled and nodded, stood up and stretched, then glanced at Weng Jinghe: "Weng Jinghe, Boss Weng, right? I'll remember you."

"If you have the chance to come to Castle Peak Road in Sham Shui Po another day, I will definitely treat you well."

Ah Ming snorted coldly and strode away, following Wu Tianyao.

"Get your shovel!"

Weng Jinghe's face was gloomy and ugly. He slammed his hand on the table: "How can this kind of trash be so arrogant and disrespectful?"

If you ask me, just send a gunman to shoot him twice in the back. I guarantee he'll be down there tonight, and no one will be there to collect his body!

Upon hearing Weng Jinghe's words, Fei Tang and Egg Tart immediately turned their gazes toward him.

How to say it.

Weng Jinghe was just an outsider, a boss, not one of them or Yihe.

How dare he openly say something like he's going to take down the head of their gang in front of them?

No matter what.

As a boss, he could only provide the gang with a small amount of protection money each month, while a big boss could bring in a lot more protection money for the gang.

How dare Weng Jinghe?!

What exactly is the relationship between Weng Jinghe and the word-fraud letter company?!

Neither Fei Tang nor Egg Tart spoke, but both of their eyes were fixed on the main character, Zi Huaxin.

"Grass!"

When Zi Huaxin noticed the two people's gazes, her heart skipped a beat.

He immediately rebuked him, "Mr. Weng, I've noticed you seem to have a bit of a lapse in judgment about your own identity and status!"

"No matter what, Ah Yao is still a key member of our Yi He organization. You have no right to boss him around like that!"

Weng Jinghe was very unhappy and was about to retort when he noticed the warning in Zi Huaxin's eyes.

He then realized what was happening, and could only grit his teeth and shrink back, saying, "Yes, sir!"

Zi Huaxin snapped irritably, "Watch your step!"

A while later.

Fat Tang and Egg Tart then left.

"Ah Wang... Mr. Weng, watch your step!" Zi Huaxin lowered his voice, staring coldly at Weng Jinghe: "Your current identity is the boss of Yihe!"

"Remember this: next time, think before you speak, and say it out loud!!"

Zi Huaxin would never allow outsiders to know about this matter between him and Weng Jinghe.

That incident happened several years ago, it can't be mentioned, so it's just been left unresolved.

otherwise.

Bringing up old stories again involves matters that I cannot bear the consequences of.

They're really going all out.

I'm nothing, just a boss. I won't even see the sun tomorrow morning.

"good!"

Weng Jinghe noticed the gloomy look in Zi Huaxin's eyes and the strong sense of warning, and nodded through gritted teeth.

on the way back.

Ah Ming drove along, cursing, "Damn it, Zi Huaxin is really senile. What right does someone like him have to be a big shot!"

"He doesn't help his underlings when things get tough, but the moment he sees meat to eat, he pounces on them. If you're going to pick on someone, just kill him."

"Damn it! If my underlings just kill the boss, it breaks the rules of the underworld. Other gangs can use that as a pretext to wipe us out!"

Wu Tianyao sternly rebuked him: "You must never say such things again!"

"Okay, boss. Sorry, I have a foul mouth."

Ah Ming shrank his neck and slapped his mouth: "Boss, let's get Boss Lei to send the car over as soon as possible."

"Tch, let that guy surnamed Weng embarrass us like that. It's just a beat-up Mercedes. We're not short of money; we can drive it anytime we want."

Wu Tianyao has been busy with the opening of the business recently. Boss Lei mentioned it before, but he didn't have time to go and pick it up.

"I've changed my mind."

Wu Tianyao's face turned cold, and he narrowed his eyes: "Just a beat-up Mercedes!"

"I want Weng Jinghe to personally deliver a car to me and beg me to accept it!!"