Jiang: Haonan, the master of the 12 th Hall of Hongxing, do you know why I called you here today? Because, I regard you as a member of our Jiang family. Family. Although Hong Kong's status has remained unchanged for 50 years, the Chiang family's genealogy has moved with the wind, eyeing us inside Beijing. Look, the West Ring Road. A long time ago, bravely and furiously. When my father Jiangzhen was young, he hit the world with his fist at the Triangle Pier. At that time, he relied on physical strength rather than wisdom. It's different now. Use your head in business, use your head in dealing with gangsters, and use your head in dealing with those senior officials in Beijing.

Chen: I will remember what Mr. Jiang said.

Jiang: Haonan, fighting and killing will end one day. You used to wear a T-shirt and jeans, but now you wear a suit and tie. This is called progress. It's always good for you to know more rich people. Things in the gang should be low-key High-profile money.

Chen: I understand. There was a time when I looked in the mirror and said to myself, who am I and what am I doing here? I want to go back in time, but how can I go back now? Have you ever thought about it?

Jiang: No, because I always know who I am, where I am and what I want to do. Hehe, Haonan, you are a smart man. I think highly of you. You can do it, no problem. So if Hong Kong is prosperous, we will prosper Hong Kong, and if we prosper Hong Kong, Hong Kong will be even more prosperous!

Be sure to choose me!