Chapter 332 Let your wife serve you!
"Now, I am really majestic and proud to be with my own people..."
Wei Jixiang didn't understand, if he could be tough, why didn't he dare to show his fangs when facing outsiders.
But when facing his own people, he has no scruples?
What are you doing in the underworld?
He is not loyal enough, and he is not ruthless enough!
Is it just to bully others in front of these low-class people like him?
Just when Wei Jixiang was distracted, he didn't notice the furious Uncle Mei, who stretched out his forty-yard-long foot and kicked him directly in the chest!
"Pounce on your mother, what are you doing? Standing here and getting horny?"
"I told you to take the prince to the hospital immediately, didn't you hear me?"
"What are your ears for? Are they for venting?"
Even though Wei Jixiang had already fallen to the ground, Uncle Mei still stepped on his chest and cursed him.
"Cough cough cough..."
Wei Jixiang coughed violently, his eyes full of grievance and confusion.
At this time, Violent Bear stepped forward and said, "Dragon Head, the prince is seriously injured now, let's send him to the hospital as soon as possible. The rest of the matter can be discussed after the prince recovers!"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Mei immediately moved his foot away, waved his hand unhappily, and didn't even look at Wei Jixiang.
Violent Bear quickly helped Wei Jixiang up and walked outside.
Half an hour later, we arrived at a relatively well-known private hospital.
The prince was lying in the ward, and Uncle Mei and other senior members of the society were visiting him.
Wei Jixiang and Violent Bear were leaning against the wall in the corridor, smoking.
The taste of nicotine can make people forget the pain temporarily.
"Ah Xiong, what do you think we are doing in the underworld?"
"I did it to make some money, but now I realize that not only did I not make any money, but I also have too many worries."
Wei Jixiang exhaled a puff of smoke, and his tone was full of confusion about the future.
"I haven't read many books, nor have I thought about such profound issues. For me, a cool man should be in the underworld!"
"If I didn't have it, I could easily make money. I could just lie on the bed with my legs spread out. I don't know how much I could make in one night!"
As Violent Bear spoke, he held a cigarette between his lips and gestured with his two hands, even trying to draw the shape of a scallop.
"What does this have to do with Diao?" Wei Jixiang asked with a smile.
Violent Bear took a deep breath, smoke drifting out of his nostrils, and said, "Of course it matters! You just said that the purpose of being in the underworld is to make money."
"These little brothers of mine, when they make money, the first thing they do is to do something bad? Eight out of ten will go to the stable and look for a prostitute on the first floor!"
"Tell me, if they didn't have it in their mouths, would they still go there?"
Wei Jixiang was a little speechless. He was silent for a moment and retorted: "But some people also do it for their family."
Violent Bear added: "If a man doesn't have something to hold in his mouth, what kind of family is that?"
Wei Jixiang stopped talking and just sat there smoking silently.
At this moment, Violent Bear suddenly remembered that he was already married, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, that's not what I meant..."
"I've seen your wife. She's a virtuous woman. It would be a blessing for you to marry her..."
"When are you going to have a baby?"
Wei Jixiang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm in such a miserable state now. I have no money and no career. It's lucky to have a woman with me. I don't even have money for milk powder, so how can I dare to have a child?"
"This era is different from when we were kids. When my mom gave birth to me, she didn't even have meat, let alone milk powder. She only had porridge. But I still grew up and am in such good health."
"Look at the present. They have to drink imported milk powder and have to eat some complementary food. For those of us with unstable income, how can we dare to have children?"
At this point, Wei Jixiang's expression became somewhat gloomy, and he sighed and said, "I don't want my child to be as useless as his father, and only be able to be someone else's younger brother and a scoundrel in the future."
"If that's the case, I'd better not drag him down and just not have a baby. This will be better for everyone..."
Violent Bear threw the cigarette butt on the ground, extinguished it with his toes, and said, "Alas, this is how the world is now. After the big brothers make a lot of money, who will care about us little brothers?"
"To kill the big boss who can provide resettlement funds is considered to be a person with conscience."
Wei Jixiang suddenly looked up and said, "Today I saw the younger brothers from Hutchison, their mental outlook was completely different from ours. Not only were they strong enough to fight, but even when outnumbered, not a single one of them showed any fear when facing so many of us."
Violent Bear looked around and found that there was no one else in the corridor. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Don't bring up this issue at this time. The prince just had Daliqiang beat him so hard that his mother couldn't recognize him, and you mentioned Wei Longhao. If Uncle Mei finds out, he will definitely take it out on you!"
After a pause, he continued, "And when you compare Hongtai with Hutchison, don't you see that Uncle Mei is qualified to be compared with Wei Longhao?"
"I have an old friend who works at Hutchison Whampoa. Last time when we were having hotpot, he told me that all registered employees at Hutchison Whampoa are paid the minimum wage."
"Besides, they are not like us who have nothing to do all day. The company has a lot of things for them to do."
"Let's not talk about anything else. Just the minimum salary set by Wei Long Hao is something that no other society in Hong Kong can match."
Upon hearing this news, Wei Jixiang was shocked and asked in disbelief: "Basic salary? Are you sure this is a job as a 49er and not working in a factory?"
Violent Bear said: "Of course I am sure, he told me this himself."
"As for how Wei Longhao did this, don't ask me, because if I knew, I wouldn't still be a jerk."
"Anyway, the way He Sheng He, led by Wei Longhao, operates is different from those societies."
Just when Wei Jixiang was about to say something, Uncle Chen came out of the prince's ward, waved to Wei Jixiang, and the two of them hurried over.
"Uncle Chen, what's the matter?"
Uncle Chen patted Wei Jixiang's shoulder meaningfully and said, "Uncle Mei asked you to come in, be smart."
After Wei Jixiang entered the ward, the first thing he saw was the prince lying on the bed.
After an examination, it was found that the prince had a broken nose, more than a dozen lost teeth, and a mild concussion. The rest were just skin injuries and nothing serious.
Uncle Mei took out a stack of silver paper from his pocket, threw it to Wei Jixiang, and said, "Take these silver paper."
Wei Jixiang looked at the silver paper in his hand and roughly estimated that there were probably tens of thousands of yuan.
Could it be that his silent efforts over the years have finally been recognized by the community?
Before Wei Jixiang could be moved, he heard Uncle Mei say, "Since you accepted the silver paper, it proves that you agree to this matter."
Wei Jixiang was puzzled and asked quickly, "Wait, Longtou, what's going on? I have no idea."
Uncle Mei frowned and asked, "Didn't Uncle Chen tell you?"
Wei Jixiang quickly shook his head.
"This old fox." Uncle Mei cursed in his heart, and said seriously: "Isn't the prince injured? Flesh injuries are fine, but this is a mild concussion. The doctor said he needs to be hospitalized for a week for observation. He can be discharged after confirming that there are no sequelae."
"As you know, the society can't function without me. The nurses in the hospital are young and clumsy, and I'm worried about them."
"So, I want your wife to take care of the prince. She is married, experienced, and attentive and knows how to take care of people."
"The money I gave you just now is for your wife's expenses. If you think it's not enough, I can add some more."
Hearing this, Wei Jixiang subconsciously looked at the prince lying on the bed, only to see that he had a lewd smile on his face, his right hand scratching his crotch, and he even stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips.
Seeing this, Wei Jixiang, as a normal man without any special fetishes, dared not let his wife fall into the tiger's mouth, and immediately said: "Uncle Mei, my wife is ill recently, I am afraid she can't come to take care of the prince."
Everyone in Hongtai knows that the prince is like a boar in horny. It is not enough for him to play with the women outside. The most outrageous thing is that he likes to play with the women of his subordinates even more.
What’s even more perverted is that the prince likes to have his younger brothers watch from the side every time.
Uncle Mei snorted coldly and said, "Oh? What a coincidence? What disease does she have?"
Before Wei Jixiang could think of an excuse, he heard Uncle Mei continue, "No matter what the disease is, ask your wife to come to the hospital tomorrow. If it's serious, I'll pay for her treatment."
“How about this? As a big boss, this is good enough, right?” Wei Jixiang’s face darkened instantly. He threw the silver paper in his hand on the ground and shouted, “I don’t want this kind of silver paper!”
Having said that, he turned around and tried to run out of the ward, but was stopped by his younger brother standing at the door.
At Uncle Mei's signal, the two younger brothers started punching and kicking Wei Jixiang.
Wei Jixiang, who was very experienced in getting beaten, could only protect his head desperately and endure everything silently.
The prince, who was lying on the bed, saw this scene. Even though he had lost more than a dozen teeth, he still grinned and laughed happily.
"You are a member of the society. Everything you have today is given to you by the society!"
"You have to do whatever the society tells you to do. You don't have the power to choose at all. Do you understand?"
Uncle Mei stood up, bent down to pick up the silver paper on the ground, and stood in front of Wei Jixiang with a condescending attitude.
At this moment, Wei Jixiang was suffering from both physical and mental pain. After hearing Uncle Mei's words, he could no longer hold back and burst out on the spot, angrily saying: "But, everything I have today was earned by myself!"
"If I hadn't risked my life to kill the fierce dog of Hehetu and cleared a street for the society, I would still be just a blue lantern now!"
"The territory we conquered was divided among the princes. It's not my turn to make the decision. I didn't say a word!"
"But why is it that when it comes time to enjoy the fruits of victory and the benefits, we have no share, but when it comes time to pay for it, we have to do it all!"
Hearing this, Uncle Mei immediately became furious, shocked and angry, and shouted loudly: "How dare you argue with me!"
"Beat him hard, beat him to death!"
Wei Jixiang wanted to continue refutation, but was gradually overwhelmed by the increasingly powerful punches and kicks. The pain occupied his brain and he no longer had the strength to speak.
……
Wei Jixiang almost forgot how he got back home. He was in a daze, like a body without a soul, like a walking corpse.
By the time he came to his senses, he had already appeared at the door of the tenement building he rented, with his right hand on the door handle, as if to open the door.
"Who is it?"
After hearing his wife's voice, he subconsciously covered his face and turned to go downstairs.
By the time Achan went out, the corridor was already empty.
"It's really strange. They knocked on the door and then ran away. There are all kinds of people nowadays..."
After Ah Chan said this, she closed the door again and locked it.
Wei Jixiang ran downstairs in one breath and walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the lights of thousands of homes around him. However, he had no home to return to. He felt a sense of loneliness that gradually surrounded and enveloped him.
This feeling almost suffocated him.
Wei Jixiang walked to a telephone booth on the street, put in a coin, and dialed a number.
"Hey, who's Lei? What do you want from me?"
"I, Wei Jixiang, want to have a drink with you. Do you have time?"
The violent bear on the other end of the phone immediately laughed and said, "Of course, you can take a taxi to find me. I'm at the turkey stall in Tsim Sha Tsui, drinking with my friends. It's a good opportunity for us to meet up."
"OK, wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Wei Jixiang hailed a taxi and headed straight to the turkey stall.
Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the destination.
"One hundred and thirty-six dollars."
Wei Jixiang paid the bill and got out of the car. He saw Violent Bear waving at him not far away.
The table was not big. In addition to Violent Bear, there was another man who looked to be around thirty years old. He had a very ordinary hairstyle, wore a gray shirt, had a slightly bulging beer belly, and had a very funny smile.
After sitting down, Violent Bear introduced: "Ah Xiang, this is my old friend who works at Hutchison that I told you about today, Taibao."
"Taibao, this is Wei Jixiang, also from Hongtai."
Taibao showed an honest smile and said, "Lei Hou, Brother Xiang."
Wei Jixiang waved his hands quickly and said, "I am not a big brother at all. I am just an ordinary idiot. But Brother Taibao's outfit is quite low-key."
The three of them drank a few glasses and ate a few bites of food, and the atmosphere gradually became familiar.
Taibao took out a box of Camel cigarettes, gave them to the two men, and said, "There is no such thing as being low-key or high-profile. Our Longtou Hao brother once said that we should be low-key in life and high-profile in work."
"What's more, I was just a parking boy at the bottom of the society. I only have the food and clothing I need now because of Brother Hao's support."
"Although I can earn some money every month, I still have to save it for buying a car and a house."
Violent Bear exhaled a puff of smoke and nodded, "That's right. When Taibao was still at Xinji, he only made a few hundred yuan a month at most, and he worked very hard, and he also had to depend on the mood of the boss above..."
"At that time, I always advised him to switch to Hongtai. Being together as brothers would more or less provide support for each other."
Taibao took over the conversation and continued, "But the boss at that time asked me to give him a red envelope of 30,000 yuan before he would let me transfer. With my income at that time, even if I didn't eat or drink, it would take me several years to save up this amount, so I simply stopped mentioning the transfer and thought of living one day at a time..."
"Who would have thought that one day, Brother Hao would personally lead his men to drive Xin Kee away, and Yau Tsim Mong would be completely cleared out."
"I also changed from a member of Xinji to a member of Shenghe..."
As he spoke, Taibao's tone became somewhat bleak. Even looking back at the difficult life he had back then, he still felt like he was living in hell.
Or, when things were dark, Brother Hao appeared, like a beacon of light, guiding countless low-class people like him to walk on the right path and strive to move forward.
"Now, I have saved tens of thousands of silver coins. I don't have to live in poverty anymore, and I don't have to be a slave."
"All of this was caused by Brother Hao!"
As he said this, Taibao picked up the wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
Listening to Taibao's words, Wei Jixiang began to empathize with him.
What is the difference between his current situation at Hongtai and Taibao’s situation at Xinji?
At the very least, Xin Ji wasn’t a pervert like the prince who wanted to play with his younger brother’s wife!
Wei Jixiang was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and the cigarette butt emitted scarlet sparks. After passing through his lungs, he exhaled two streams of smoke from his nostrils and asked, "Brother Taibao, if, I mean if, I want to transfer to Hutchison, what price do I have to pay?"
Taibao didn't say anything, but glanced at Violent Bear.
Violent Bear put down his chopsticks, chewed some peanuts, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "After you came out of the ward, you were covered in wounds, even your face was bruised."
"I asked you what happened at the time, but no matter how I asked, you didn't say anything."
"Now, you should tell me what Uncle Mei said to you, right?"
Hearing this, Wei Jixiang covered his face in pain, tears already welling up in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and said slowly in a trembling voice: "The prince wants to play with my wife..."
Taibao and Violent Bear were stunned immediately, especially the latter, who had a completely dazed look on his face and stood there like a sculpture.
After a while, he finally reacted and asked subconsciously: "What? Say it again."
Wei Jixiang, who was already on the verge of collapse, could no longer suppress his inner emotions. He stood up, kicked the chair over, stretched his neck, and shouted frantically: "The prince wants to play with my wife!"
"The prince wants to play with my wife!"
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