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"Tiger Da Mi brought twenty henchmen to guard Kowloon South, and Situ Haonan also transferred back a few old guys from other places. They are all old brothers who are clean-handed and tight-lipped!"
"Where should we make our move tonight?"
Xu Lang walked back to his office, picked up a cigarette from the corner of the desk, but didn't light it. He just held it between his fingers and tapped the desk twice.
"Don't move the main force yet!"
"They're waiting for our retaliation, so we won't attack their headquarters!"
"Have Wang Jianjun's men go find the person in charge of that 'Dongcheng Freight' company!"
"Tell him to remember to meet the person at the small pier outside our Kowloon East warehouse, not inside, and the conversation should not exceed ten minutes!"
"Ten minutes later, either the deal is done, or they disappear!"
"This person has a secondary cargo route from the mainland to Hong Kong Island. Tianyao Society wants to use this route to bring funds to the southeast."
"If this person's life is cut off, half of their main passage will be rendered useless!"
"...Besides, he's not a member of the gang. If you beat him up, no one will stand up for him!"
"This is a warning shot!"
After saying this, Xu Lang stood up and prepared to leave.
Hong Wentong put a report into his file bag, followed behind, and asked at the door:
"Should we close the net on those female models and escorts at Tianyao Image now?"
Xu Lang paused for half a second.
"Not urgent!"
"Models (Li Zhao's) are mobile resources; we can take them away today and recruit more tomorrow!"
"If they want to play tricks with this, then we'll completely brand this industry with the mark of Tung Sing!"
"Even if they want to continue, they can't get around our people and will!"
"Outsource the modeling agency, ostensibly to separate them, but in reality, we'll take over the operation!"
"Every woman who steps onto their stage has to sign a contract with us!"
"Let them pay for the training, and in the end, the ones who are all smiling and begging are all surnamed Xu!"
Chapter 581 Chaos in Fresh Food Operations
Half an hour later, the conversation arranged by Wang Jianjun took place at the Kowloon East Pier.
The person in charge of Dongcheng Freight was "invited" onto the vehicle. He looked panicked when he arrived, but calmed down after seeing Wang Jianjun.
The conversation lasted seven minutes, during which Wang Jianjun did not make any physical contact, but only said two sentences.
first sentence.
"We don't care whose accounts your line is connected with!"
second sentence.
"Starting tonight, this line is ours, and we'll settle the accounts!"
The person neither agreed nor refused, but simply nodded repeatedly, and his last words were...
"I need to think about it!"
Wang Jianjun didn't force him, patted him on the shoulder, and helped him into the car.
Ten minutes later, the person called Dongxing Logistics, saying that they needed to connect to the new settlement system and requested a change in the person in charge.
Dongcheng Freight has had its main controller removed.
The next morning at 5:70, Tianyaohui's trucks were unable to enter the port at 6:00 AM because the customs dispatch had been temporarily changed and they needed to re-report.
All of this was circled in red on the large map in Xu Lang's office.
No one spoke, but everyone knew that it was the third broken line.
As for the Tianyao Society, they didn't even know who was behind it.
Dongxing's rhythm remained intact, becoming even more composed.
By noon on the third day, several legitimate companies on the north shore of Hong Kong Island that had previously been close to the Tin Yiu Association suddenly canceled their subsequent cooperation with Hsieh Tong Media in multiple public occasions.
Several outsourcing companies also simultaneously changed their contract terms, handing over the original logistics and transportation to a new shell company under Dongxing.
It appears to be a spontaneous act, but in reality, it was all planned and orchestrated behind the scenes.
The entire Hong Kong Island began to notice the change in atmosphere, but the first to feel the shock were the insiders of the Tin Yiu Society.
The head of one of their management teams, surnamed Lin, was in his early thirties. He originally worked in nightclubs in Southeast Asia and joined the Tianyao Society less than a year ago.
I was recently promoted to be the liaison for both the media and external affairs sectors.
But starting yesterday, he changed his phone number four times in one day, he was watched wherever he went, he couldn't eat a proper meal, and he even slept in a borrowed hotel room.
Two days ago, he had just finished negotiating a contract with a modeling agency, but when he got home that night, he discovered that the company had been exposed for accounting fraud and the person in charge had absconded.
Yesterday morning (bfea), the logistics company he arranged to receive the goods had a truckload impounded due to "inappropriate procedures." When he tried to contact them again, the company's legal representative had changed, the main account was frozen, and the delivery personnel had been replaced overnight.
By noon today, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and took the initiative to contact several core members of the Tianyao Society.
They held a small internal meeting in an office building in the Prince Edward district.
There weren't many people at the meeting. Besides Lin, there were several project leaders in charge of peripheral affairs, logistics, media, and finance, as well as a middleman named "Zhao Dong," who usually handled some confidential business dealings.
No one spoke at the meeting table. A piece of paper was passed from one end to the other, listing all the key points of the incidents that had occurred under Tianyao Group in the past few days. There were more than 30 such points, involving 47 partner companies and affecting more than 20 industrial lines.
Lin sat at the very edge, his face ashen, his fingers gripping the corner of the table.
"We're being watched!" he blurted out as his first words.
"They're not just cutting off our source of income, they're uprooting us!"
"These are not coincidences!"
“They know our processes, they know our milestones, and they can even find out about the shell company we used for accounting!”
"Someone started laying the wiring two months in advance!"
Chapter 582 Enclosure of the Warehouse Station
Zhao Dong hadn't spoken until now, when he looked up at him, his tone indifferent.
"Are you saying that Tung Sing is making a move?"
Lin nodded, his eyes fixed.
"They didn't say a word explicitly, but every step they took hit us where it hurt the most!"
"They're not trying to rob us, they're trying to completely embarrass us!"
"Xietong can't even settle accounts now. All the artists from the media company have broken their contracts, half of the peripheral staff have left, and the logistics haven't been replenished. They're all relying on a few gangs to cover the losses with their own money!"
"If this continues, we'll collapse on our own without Tung Sing even having to lift a finger!"
The room fell silent for a long while.
Another person spoke slowly.
"Xu Lang refuses to come forward, so we haven't been able to find any evidence against him!"
Even if I wanted to fight back, I couldn't bring myself to do it!
"What's more, they don't even make any moves; they just keep dismantling our defenses!"
"We're clenching our fists so tightly we can't even get a punch in the face!"
Zhao Dong slowly closed the documents in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"It's not that we weren't prepared, it's just that they beat us to the punch!"
"The problem isn't Dongxing, it's that we were too careless!"
"They're undermining our periphery to force us to reveal our core!"
"If you panic now, you'll really be led by the nose by them!"
"Tell Lin Shaobin that he can no longer hide!"
"Next, have him proactively contact those entertainment media outlets on Hong Kong Island and say that Hip Tong is preparing to hold a press conference to release 'questions about the business practices of the Tung Sing gang,' and have him act as their spokesperson!"
We must force Xu Lang to step forward!
"As long as he intervenes, we can turn the tide and go on the offensive!"
The meeting ended there, and everyone left very quickly.
Meanwhile, Xu Lang was sitting in a side hall of the Dongxing headquarters, with the latest batch of financial flow reports on the table.
He Xigui stood to the side, talking while holding a small notebook.
"They're moving!"
"Zhao Dong arranged for Lin Shaobin to take the lead, intending to use the media to launch an attack!"
"They must be panicking!"
"Xietong's financial lines are basically all cut off now, and its external lines are gone too. Only the media line can hold on for a few more days, but in another half month, if they don't get additional funding, they'll have to cover the losses themselves!"
"They're in a rush to jump out because they want to force you to show your face and create a public confrontation!"
Hong Wentong was sitting on the other side, writing down the adjustment plan for the branch halls for tomorrow.
He wrote slowly, keeping his pen very low to the paper.
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"Their reaction was expected!" he said.
"But there's one thing to be aware of!"
"If they openly provoke us, the media will get involved, and Tung Sing's name will trend on social media again!"
"This isn't how they fight us; it's that they want the authorities to see us!"
"As long as our names are associated with 'underground gangs,' our legitimate resources will shrink!"
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