"I'm so embarrassed. I've slapped you so many times. I didn't expect you to know Lao Bao. This really caused the Dragon King Temple to rush to the Dragon King Temple. He is my direct boss, but... do you think Lao Bao can stop me?"

Hao Ren suddenly changed his face and stared at him viciously.

"The person behind Brother Ren is Member Tang, which is no secret at all. The level of the position is meaningless to you. If you are determined to disobey the orders of the contractor, there will be no danger of dismissal. At most, it may be just a demerit and write it a few times to check it."

"Ah, do you see clearly? Can I ask, how can I get the eighteen tons of flour stored in your crows?"

"Maybe it's easy, maybe it's difficult. Brother Ren, you and I should understand it. Although 18 tons of flour are considered a big case, compared to the entire Kowloon City, this can only be considered a big deal.

If we negotiate the price properly, these 18 tons of white flour are of course nothing. You can get it at any time if you want it, but if we fail to negotiate, maybe those things will have to be protected by life."

A Jian smiled cunningly and looked humble, but in fact he had a hidden edge.

"Boy, even I dare not say how much I can affect such a big incident. Just you want to go to the negotiating table between China and the UK?"

"I think about it. After all, we have been entrenched in the city for so many years. If we cooperate, the demolition work of Kowloon City will be much smoother."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, that is, if they deliberately do not cooperate, the demolition work will inevitably be much more difficult and it will not be able to advance at all.

In other words, whether it is the Chinese or the British side, if they want to demolish the Kowloon City, they must be approved by them.

People like them are indispensable in slums all over the world. To put it bluntly, in the corners where the power of sunlight cannot penetrate, the power of shadow will surely fill the vacuum of power. Human society must be inseparable from order. When the law cannot be relied on, the rules of the underworld will replace the law.

In essence, whether it is Ding Ye or the Ajian in front of him, they are all gangs, but this gang has some administrative power in the deformed Jiulong Village.

The Master Ding was a little stupid, observing the so-called rules and still trying to continue his gangster empire and continue to act as a mighty man in the Kowloon City.

Ajian is relatively smarter, but he is also more ambitious. Seeing that the general trend is about to go, as the last rule controller after he is likely to join Ding Ye, he actually intends to sell this right to master the rules to the Hong Kong and British governments, or the mainland government to wait for a price.

It's just a gangster!

Although these people are in the name of representing all the people in Kowloon City, they are actually representing themselves, and they can only represent themselves.

After all, although this place is known as the breeding ground of crime in Hong Kong, there is no possibility that there are only sins here. Of course, there are more criminals here than outside, but the crime rate is ten times or eight times higher. Most of the people here are still poor people, ordinary people who are really good at eating and not wearing enough, but are willing to do their best to live.

This place is like a miniature version of a small society, with factories, hospitals, restaurants, and even schools here.

People living here can also do black work in small workshops in the city, or go to work as hard labor outside the city as black households, or even work as sacred professions such as doctors and teachers here.

There are even many people with firm will here who have worked hard to improve themselves and eventually left here to become a glorious entrepreneur or lawyer.

Many people even became popular Hong Kong stars later, well... although most of them are female stars, I don’t know why.

There are at least 50,000 residents living in the entire city. How many people can actually join the gang? One thousand? Two thousand? It’s soaring.

It’s just that these people’s voices are too loud and others are too small or even not, so they seem to represent the entire city.

With Hao Ren's understanding of Lao Tang, he is almost unlikely to make any kind of compromise with the gangsters. Even if he wants to compromise, the target should be at least all the residents in the entire city.

But, after all, he could not be the master of Lao Tang without authorization.

"Have you finished talking to the ghost guy? Can you tell me what conditions did they give you?"

"First, the demolition project of the city wall will be subcontracted to us."

"It is a very reasonable requirement. If the demolition project payment is controlled within a reasonable range, it is undoubtedly the most efficient to find you to carry out demolition."

"Secondly, all residents in the city must obtain the official resident ID card of Hong Kong Island."

"The conditions worth discussing, but in general, it is reasonable. It is not surprising that the Hong Kong and British government can agree."

"Third, the leaders of the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development promised me that after the demolition of the city, this place will be built into a huge commercial center and park, and we will add shares in the new property."

"Ah. Is this condition...I will tell Lao Tang."

There are a little excessive conditions, but in Hao Ren's opinion, it is not completely unwilling to agree. The key is how much money he can make afterwards and how many shares he wants to occupy.

"Fourth, that is, the issue of demolition compensation. The leaders of the Finance Department promised me that they would allocate a piece of land for us and give us our own owners. We will build our own residential area according to the size of the original property."

Hao Ren was stunned for a moment, then asked back: "Ding Quan? Do you still allow you to trade freely like options?"

"That's right. If Commissioner Tang can agree to our conditions or more favorable conditions, we will certainly be willing to support you. After all, are we all Chinese?"

hehe.

It would be fine if the first three items are not. If Lao Tang agrees to this last item, it is really a hell.

Because most of the residents in Kowloon City are tenants, there are very few real owners, and the ownership rights of those properties themselves are strongly gangster-like.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but this right to build a house is allowed to buy and sell freely like Ding's right. If such conditions are agreed, these "building rights" will definitely be slowly gathered into the hands of a few oligarchs and gang leaders through various clever tricks.

After all, even if ordinary residents of slums give you a piece of land, do you have the ability to turn it into a livable housing?

Of course, it doesn’t matter to the ghost guys. After all, they only have less than twelve years of jurisdiction and only need to pay attention to short-term interests.

Haha, this is really using Kowloon City as its own private property, and it is really using itself as a dish.

Those residents who live inside do not get many actual benefits except for getting a Hong Kong Island ID card.

"Well..." After confirming that his eyes were about to be beaten to death.
Chapter completed!