Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 49 I'm Going to Open a Duck Dormitory for Them

Rong was filled with fear, Hui was excited, and there was also the sign that scrap materials were being sold at half price.

A lame man, a fat man, and a muscular man—three men who put on a show.

Lin Yuanshan shook his head slightly, and under the tense gazes of the two, picked up the cigarette case: "As long as you don't directly rob me and don't give the other party any leverage, I don't care if you threaten or bribe me."

Ding!

The Zippo lit up, and Lin Yuanshan took a puff. He first pointed at Arong, then poked Shen Dahui: "You were the one who bought the materials, and you were the one who carried the goods."

If anything goes wrong later, you'll be the ones who embarrass yourselves, not the factory, understand?

"Understood, understood! If that fat pig dares to cause trouble again, the branch will immediately draw lots to send someone to do it, and we guarantee that the fire will not spread to the factory." Shen Da Hui laughed and said while biting his cigarette butt, "Mr. Lin, we have 20 tons of material stored in an old house across from Tongzhou Street."

I left one of my brothers to keep watch at night, and I've already given the house key to Ah Rong.

If there are no further instructions, I'll head back now.

"Go." Lin Yuanshan waved his hand, and Shen Dahui wisely withdrew.

Outside, a series of noisy footsteps immediately faded into the distance; it must have been Shen Da Hui leading his men away.

Compared to Shen Da Hui's nonchalant attitude, A Rong, who also received a response from Lin Yuan Shan, was still filled with anxiety and uncertainty.

He stood there, neither daring to sit down nor leave.

Lin Yuanshan asked Xiaotu to add an extra chair and a set of chopsticks, and beckoned him over: "Sit down, you probably haven't eaten yet, have something to eat."

"Oh, thank you, Young Master Yuan." Ah Rong was flattered and quickly sat down.

The little rabbit, being sensible, served a bowl of rice. Ah Rong took it, picked up his chopsticks, and ate a few mouthfuls.

In the end, he was still worried and explained to Lin Yuanshan, "Young Master Yuan, I really didn't intend to use Shen Da Hui to help me get revenge at Heshun today."

"Eat." Lin Yuanshan placed a piece of char siu in A Rong's bowl. "If you don't eat now, Brother Tie Tou will eat all the food."

Ah Rong dared not say anything more, feeling uneasy, and accompanied Lin Yuanshan and the other two to finish the dinner.

After the meal, the little rabbit cleaned up the table and washed the dishes.

Lin Yuanshan invited the two of them to go up to the rooftop. He had just handed out cigarettes, but they hadn't lit them yet.

A Cathay Pacific passenger plane glided over Kowloon Walled City, its belly clearly visible, skimmed over the checkered hills, turned 47° to the right, and landed on runway 13 at Kai Tak Airport.

For about ten seconds, the wind noise from the plane rendered the entire Kowloon Walled City temporarily "silent".

Lin Yuanshan and the other two stood on the rooftop, and could clearly feel the building shaking through their feet.

Once the tinnitus subsided, Lin Yuanshan took out his Zippo lighter and, ignoring Arong's refusal, forced him to light it.

Seeing that Iron Head was staring at him expectantly.

Lin Yuanshan laughed and scolded, "What are you looking at? Don't you have any matches in your pocket? Light them yourself."

After scolding the idiot, Lin Yuanshan still handed over the lighter.

At this moment, Ah Rong took a couple of puffs of cigarettes, which calmed him down considerably.

Lin Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder: "Arong, you need to remember two things."

First, I appointed you as the factory manager of Yuanshan Plastics because I believe that your technical experience and capabilities in the plastics industry can generate profits for me.

Secondly, since you are the factory manager of my factory, then you are one of us!

We Chaozhou people have a saying: "We're all Chaozhou people, even if someone dies, it's none of our business! I'll take responsibility!"

Come on, straighten your back!

You just have a limp, not a broken back.

"You have a boss looking out for you, and brothers supporting you from below. Come on, be confident, smile! I'm still waiting for you to work your ass off and help me make this factory bigger and stronger!"

After several years of hardship, Bo Rong, who used to live in a shantytown, dragged his crippled leg and had to produce 10 tons of smuggled materials for Uncle Yu and his nephew every month.

If you call him an ox or a horse, even oxen and horses would probably shed tears if they heard this.

Now, with Lin Yuanshan supporting him so strongly, this middle-aged old dog felt a lump in his throat, and tears streamed down his face.

"Wow, why are you crying? Don't cry, work hard, and when I make money in the future, I'll buy that Hesheng Plastics company!"

"When the time comes, I'll help you drive those two good-for-nothings, Miao Jie and Liao Biao, out of their lives and make them beggars." Lin Yuanshan continued to comfort him, while also making a grand promise: "Then you'll have gotten your revenge."

Ah Rong forcefully wiped away her tears and looked at Lin Yuanshan, asking, "Young Master Yuan, when you were at the factory today, when you scared Ah Hui, was what you said true or false?"

"Ah! Which sentence?" Lin Yuanshan had been expecting to dabble in some self-help techniques, but upon hearing this, he asked curiously, "I said a lot of things today, but I've forgotten."

Ah Rong gestured excitedly as he asked, "You mean the guy who said he'd call Ah Hui a big shot and open a brothel for him so he could sell his ass..."

Lin Yuanshan said "Oh" and nodded seriously: "Of course it's true."

I'm now their main source of funding; if I give an order to Biandanwei, he certainly won't refuse.

It's just that it's a bit of an eyesore for a gangster to run a brothel on his territory.

"Alright! In the future, don't make those two losers into beggars." Limping Rong's eyes lit up, but the next sentence made the air several degrees colder: "Young Master Yuan, I don't want my 5% share! After you buy Heshun, you can have Brother Wei open a brothel and kidnap Miao Jie and Liao Biao to sell their asses."

This honest man can be really ruthless when he gets angry.

Ironhead covered his chrysanthemum and walked away two steps without making a sound.

Lin Yuanshan smiled instead of getting angry: "Okay, no problem!"

A true man should repay kindness with kindness and avenge wrongs with wrongs. I'm worried that you'll regret giving up that 5% of the profits in the future.

"I don't regret it!" Limping Rong shook his head decisively, then laughed and said, "Besides, when you, Young Master, have the ability to buy Hesun, my salary at that time will definitely be more than 120 yuan."

……

The next morning, Lin Yuanshan got up very early and brought Tie Tou to the factory.

Last night, he gave Bo Rong a pep talk for almost two and a half hours, and the man patted his chest and guaranteed that the factory would definitely be able to produce the first secondary plastic flower this morning.

The rickshaw bells jingled all the way from the south gate of the Walled City to the back alley of Tung Chau Street in Sham Shui Po.

Lin Yuanshan got out of the car and stepped into the alleyway through the puddles.

Because it was not yet seven o'clock and the sky was still dark, and because this area was full of illegal factories and small workshops, some people had secretly kept their machines running all night, and the exhaust fumes and smoke they produced blocked the view.

So, when Lin Yuanshan arrived at the factory gate, he could see that besides Bo Rong, there were several other people busy at work.

At the entrance of a factory building of less than 30 square meters, a person was using a step as a stool and borrowing an electric light to illuminate the way while sorting through waste materials.

Opposite to this young man, against the wall in the alley, stood two blue plastic buckets, each about half a person's height.

Next to the plastic bucket was a drying rack, where a person was washing the selected materials.

"Mr. Lin." Upon seeing Lin Yuanshan approach, the man hurriedly bowed and greeted him.

Lin Yuanshan waved his hand: "You keep working. Where's your factory manager?"

"Brother Rong is inside, and Brother Hui is too."

Lin Yuanshan knocked out two cigarettes, gave one to each person, and strode into the factory.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ah Rong excitedly holding up a newly assembled, all-black plastic flower to Shen Da Hui: "See this! See this!"

I told you I could finish it before the boss arrived, do you believe me now?

"I'll take it! How about I call you Brother Rong?"

At 3 a.m., you're knocking on my door asking me to bring people over to help you start work?

Mother, I shouldn't have told you where I live last night.

"I've waited until now to make my first flower." Shinjiro stood beside the horizontal beer press, yawning and complaining, "What's so great about that?"