Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 83: Contact with 3 lines, picking up a future dragon head.

After leaving Sham Shui Po Pier, Lin Yuanshan rushed back to Hung Fat Factory on Hung Wan Street.

He has done all he could regarding the smuggling of Western medicine; the rest is up to Biandanwei to handle.

If we just release water directly, we can keep this place alive.

Lin Yuanshan can't do that yet, but when it comes to developing avenues for wealth, he's already done it perfectly.

The rickshaw stopped at the factory gate, Tie Tou pressed the handlebars, and Lin Yuanshan got off.

As the two entered the factory gate, they saw Shen Da Hui and several of Hong Shun's gang members busy at work. There was a pile of bricks next to them, indicating that they had received the money from Bo Rong and had begun building the kitchen.

"Mr. Lin."

Upon seeing Lin Yuanshan, the group greeted him.

Lin Yuanshan pulled out two unopened packs of Lucky Coins and slapped them onto the pile of bricks: "Ahui, when you're fixing the stove, take into account Little Rabbit's height."

"Oh, okay!" Shen Da Hui nodded in agreement, called over the plasterer, and relayed Lin Yuanshan's request.

In old Hong Kong, those who made a living in construction were collectively known as "three-line workers," namely: timber workers, masons, and stonemasons.

The leader of these groups is commonly known as a plasterer.

They are similar to foremen in our country, except that in Hong Kong, the old apprenticeship system is still in place.

The workers in the three trades were skilled and strong, and the workers were either master and apprentice or relatives.

Compared to other industries, they are more united and more formidable.

Among them, apart from those who couldn't endure the hardship and insisted on making a living in the underworld, most of the workers in the three trades only hung a blue lantern in the gang.

However, with the takeoff of Hong Kong's real estate market, this unspoken rule is about to be broken.

In the near future, some powerful figures in the construction industry will personally lead teams to become bricklayers, while others will turn from the gray market to the black market in order to secure projects...

Shen Da Hui summoned this group of people, who were the same Blue Lanterns of Hong Shun.

On ordinary days, the gang would hire them to do repairs or house repairs when needed. They were cheap and efficient.

The mud-plastering master standing in front of Lin Yuanshan now is nicknamed Mud Handle, a native of Chenghai, and his deputy is nicknamed Bengzui Qiang, a native of Kaiping, Siyi.

Doumu are brothers, one named Jumu Rong and the other named Duan Dingzai, both of whom are Hakka.

There was also a bamboo pole worker named Kun who was in charge of building the shed and tying the iron, and a casual laborer who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old with dark skin, whom they called Xiaoqiang.

Lin Yuanshan is the main water supplier for Biandanwei's gang. Don't be fooled by his always smiling face and the way he hands out cigarettes to everyone he meets.

In reality, when he goes out, he is accompanied and protected by Tie Tou. If Tie Tou is unavailable, Shen Da Hui will accompany him.

Aside from occasions like meeting Zhou Qianhe at Yellow River Plastics, where it's inconvenient for江湖人 (jianghu people, referring to people from the martial arts world) to appear.

At all times, Lin Yuanshan was always protected by others.

Even if you are a member of Hung Shun's gang, you are not allowed to get close to him unless you belong to the Shek Kip Mei branch!

The investors provide the money and the jobs, while the underworld figures contribute their labor and risk their lives.

If either party fails to perform its duties, this bond of interest will be broken.

Sure enough! When Muddy Handle heard Shen Dahui's call, he quickly put down his ash spoon, wiped his hands on his body, and jogged over.

Lin Yuanshan was talking to Ni Shuibing when Beng Zuiqiang and the other five were working and watching. But they were distracted when one of Shen Dahui's men shouted at them.

"I'll pay you according to the market rate, but the key is the work itself; you have to do it well."

"The kitchen is a sensitive area..." Lin Yuanshan instructed Ni Shuibing, then pointed to Xiao Qiang, who was as thin as a stick: "These next two days, someone from the Industry and Trade Bureau may come to inspect the factory, so don't let that kid come."

"If the Trade and Industry Department sees this, I'll have to spend extra money to bribe them so they won't accuse me of employing child labor."

Shen Da Hui, hands on hips and glaring, said, "Did you hear that? Don't bring that kid next time."

"Damn it, you're not new to this business. This kid's so small, he can't even lift a bucket of ash. What are you doing bringing him here?!"

"Hey, Mr. Lin, Brother Hui, please calm down. I won't bring him next time." Muddy Handle was sweating profusely from fright.

Upon hearing that he was forbidden from working again, Xiaoqiang decisively threw away the iron shovel that was taller than him and ran quickly toward Lin Yuanshan.

In his eyes, someone who could be served so carefully by a big shot like Shen Da Hui, and who was dressed in an expensive suit, leather shoes, and tie, must be the one whose words carried the most weight.

"Hey! Stop right there!"

"You little punk! What do you think you're doing?"

"Stop him! Stop him!"

The sudden occurrence of this event greatly surprised those in charge of overseeing the workers and the Hong Shun gang.

Some people stood in front of Lin Yuanshan to protect him, some people reached out to block Xiao Qiang, and some people even took out machetes and decisively subdued the Doumu brothers and Zhugan Kun.

Add to that a muddy water handle that was terrified and turned pale, and the scene became utter chaos!

Shen Da Hui's temples throbbed with anger, and his right hand slowly reached behind his waist.

Just as Shen Da Hui's five fingers gripped the hilt of the knife, Lin Yuanshan chuckled softly, "Ah Hui, seriously? You're even cutting down children?"

First, Lin Yuanshan calmed down Shen Dahui, who was on the verge of going berserk, and then waved away several of Hong Shun's thugs: "Let him come over. A dozen adults are surrounding a child in my factory."

Believe it or not, if word gets out, your entire gang will become a laughingstock.

When Lin Yuanshan spoke, everyone realized that their reaction had indeed been somewhat excessive.

Look at the big boss and Iron Head Bro; they remain as steady as mountains in the face of adversity. No wonder they can stand by Mr. Lin's side...

With the crowd gone, Xiaoqiang finally ran up to Lin Yuanshan.

He looked up, clenched his fist, glared, and shouted, "Boss, I work very hard! I'll only take half the wages. Please don't let Uncle Bing fire me, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanshan looked at Shen Dahui.

Shen Da Hui quickly explained, "Even casual workers are considered skilled workers."

Even if this child only receives half the wages, his daily wage will still be more than that of the dockworkers; he could earn about four dollars.

Dock laborers usually have a sign on their uniform.

There are at least 24-26 days of work available in a month out of 30 days.

But it's a different story for the workers in the third row. The bricklayer has to get a job first before his team can have something to do.

The daily wage is higher than that of manual labor, but on average, the total monthly income is hard to say.

At this moment, Muddy Handle hurriedly explained, "Mr. Lin, Xiaoqiang's family is having a very difficult time."

He only heard what Brother Hui said and was worried that he wouldn't have any work and his family would run out of food, which is why he unintentionally offended you.

"You're a magnanimous person, don't hold it against him."

Lin Yuanshan looked Xiaoqiang up and down. The boy was not afraid and looked him in the eye with his head held high.

Those who come from poor backgrounds rarely manage to remain calm when they encounter wealthy people.

Moreover, Xiao Qiang is quite young, so his courage surprised Lin Yuanshan even more.

"What's your name?" Lin Yuanshan asked curiously.

Xiao Qiang paused for a moment, then scratched the back of his head: "My name is Ling Daqiang. My parents are in poor health, and I'm the only one who can make a living. Boss, please have some compassion, I will work hard."

Ling Daqiang, nicknamed "Territory Strong," was a laborer in the 60s.

In the 70s, this man, with his daring, fierce, and heroic nature, contracted the construction of buildings in the To Kwa Wan and Hung Hom areas.

At its peak, it had three construction teams under its command, 160 Sanxing workers, and 80 full-time henchmen, earning it the title of "Territory Leader"!