Of course not.
Master Er turned around and called out, "Ah Liang."
Brother Liang came running over: "Father, is there anything you need?"
"How about getting a few more of those panda butterfly carp and sending them to Yiyong Hall? Tell them I want to exchange them for Weng Hua's use."
Brother Liang, being a man of the streets, said, "The fish farm has already booked their koi until next year, so maybe I should..." steal them?
Grandpa Er quickly waved his hand and said, "We're not short of money. Let's discuss it properly. Price isn't a problem."
In the past, stealing was considered a courtesy; if a gang wanted something, they would just rob it.
But now even Master Er is willing to travel thousands of miles to the capital to wear the golden headband, so how can his subordinates still be arrogant?
Brother Liang understood, nodded in agreement, bowed to Chen Rou again, and left.
Grandpa Er pushed A Yuan forward and said, "Let's go see your beloved little fish. They should be swimming around by now."
Chen Rou is the kind of person who can even kill fish fry that cost one yuan each. However, raising fish and fishing are not hobbies for most women; they are more popular with boys. Therefore, she doesn't have any special feelings for fish.
But as the saying goes, money spent on fish is good for the fish.
In the large glass fish tank that takes up one wall, red and silver arowanas swim around, and they are really beautiful.
But when it comes to visual appeal, koi are the best. Their wings are like big butterflies, and they are colorful when illuminated by lights.
The entire wall looks much better because of the large fish tank.
Of course, it also costs a lot of money. Master Er specially brought an old man, saying that he was his old subordinate, that is, an old gangster, to introduce to the Nie family to raise fish and also work as a gardener.
Ah Yuan was a rich young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth. In his mind, fish were something he could have whenever he wanted, and large fish tanks were something he was born with. Grandpa Er shakily picked him up, slammed his hands on the glass, and he yelled to the sky, "Awooo~"
Fishy, so cute!
Since Master Er is going to the capital, he naturally has a lot of things to do, so he is in a hurry to go back.
But Chen Rou asked the old man to have another cup of tea, and then asked him, "Did Second Master Weng really write a novel?"
When it comes to people, we must understand the weaknesses of our enemies, but we must also understand their strengths.
Grandpa Er laughed and said, "It's just a roadside stall, and there are a lot of disgusting things there, but overall it's not too bad."
As for roadside stalls, they usually sell simple, explicit, and violent novels, which Chen Rou roughly understands.
There were once literary works produced during the crackdown on pornography and illegal publications.
Since even Master Er said that Weng Hua's writing was not bad, it proves that the second-in-command of Weng is at least good at writing. Of course, he is also resourceful. Over the years, Master Dong has been able to fight against the cunning Master Er, which is inseparable from his advice behind the scenes.
While it's often best for people to handle things personally, in Chen Rou's opinion, a well-written and meticulously worded report can be quite effective. Even if she went to the capital, she would just be an ordinary person and wouldn't be able to influence the state apparatus. However, she could still try her best.
Ah Yuan loves fish so much that he doesn't want to go home and wants to stay in Repulse Bay.
After seeing Master Er off, Chen Rou immediately called Master Dong and briefly explained Master Er's desire for the second-in-command, as well as her own thoughts. She then asked, "Do you remember the people you worked with back then?"
During the war, he had sent medicine and weapons to the front lines, and of course, he knew some of his former superiors.
Even if those old leaders have long since retired or died, having their names still matters.
Master Dong couldn't get the child, and his reputation was ruined. He was extremely aggrieved. Last night, he tossed and turned with a gun in his hand, and almost sent someone to the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness to confront Master Dong.
Speaking of those days, he frankly said: "Those poor Eighth Route Army soldiers were very enthusiastic and didn't need our business money, but they were so poor that they never even treated us to a drink. I did know a few of them, but I only knew that they were regimental commanders or division commanders. I never asked for their names."
The division commanders during the Liberation War all became high-ranking leaders after liberation.
As a result, he never befriended them because he thought they were poor.
He really brought this upon himself through his own actions.
But just as Chen Rou was about to scold the old man a few times, he suddenly said, "I've got it!"
He added, "Back then, there were two payments that I didn't receive because the Nationalist army was marching south and things were too chaotic. The bills are still there."
So, he still has IOUs from before the liberation?
Chen Rou was overjoyed and said, "Have Second Master Weng bring the IOU. Also, have him start writing now. Write down how you joined the gang, how you opened your branch, and how the resistance alliance was established during the Japanese occupation. Write it all down, and I'll find a suitable person to help you submit it."
Weng Hua was the second most reliable person in Master Dong's gang. Although he was a bit lecherous, a bit soft-hearted, and a bit stingy, he was as close to Master Dong as father and son. Master Er, that old fox, had wanted him for a long time, but of course Master Dong didn't want to give him up.
But in Kowloon, it's easy to find people with two legs, but among the gangsters, only Yung Wah is skilled in literature and calligraphy.
The opportunity to seize the capital has already been snatched away by Master Er. Chen Rou used a jade pendant to suppress it, so Master Dong can no longer take it.
However, as Chen Rou said, if Weng Hua were to write down his life experiences, to tell the story of how he, as a native of Hong Kong, was born on this colonized land and had to become a gangster to survive, and how he had to open a gang and hide his identity from the local citizens, and to tell the story of his difficulties and helplessness, even if they would eventually settle accounts with him, as long as he had defended himself, he would have a clear conscience in this life.
This wasn't his idea; it was Chen Rou's.
Her words were like a wake-up call. Master Dong said, "Okay, I'll call Weng Hua over right away. I'll tell him, and he'll write it down."
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