Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

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The two women who watched the funeral livestream turned bright red with embarrassment.

"No, this is a big deal. I'll go back and handle it right now. Um, you two find the contestants, okay? I'll come over in a couple of days to tally them up. Also, prepare the registration fee; let's start with 500 million. I'm off now."

Wang Taiyi left in a hurry after he finished speaking. This was quite a funny situation and must be taken seriously.

"Brother Qiu."

After Wang Taiyi left, Tornado looked at Di Qiu and hesitated.

"You have a kid?"

"none of your business!"

"Whose is it? Your third aunt's? She had a crush on you when she was young."

"If you can't speak properly, then shut up! Third Aunt? Third Aunt is already menopausal, what the hell are you trying to say?"

"Um... I don't have any money, could you help me pay the registration fee?"

"........."

Chapter 183 Organizing the Competition

"Hey! Bro, I've got a brilliant idea..."

As soon as he got in the car, Wang Taiyi couldn't wait to call his good brother Jiang Tianyang.

Now that he has this opportunity, how could Wang Taiyi only resolve the conflict between Tornado and Di Qiu?

He can make it as big as he can, and he can involve as many people as he can.

"Okay, we'll discuss it in the meeting."

Wang Taiyi kissed the two women.

"Sorry, my darlings, I have an important meeting today and can't join you. Go have some fun on your own."

Anyone who didn't know him would think he was some kind of busy, elite socialite.

Lei Zhilan pouted.

"Then remember to come back tonight, we're going to play '300 Spartans' tonight."

Wang Taiyi rolled his eyes at Lei Zhilan, thinking, "You're always the one who faints first, and you're always the one shouting the loudest."

"Okay, okay, I understand. Your warriors will definitely go home tonight, but I think we should change the battlefield. The house smells weird because of the toilet."

"Brother Long!"

Rosamund Kwan timidly raised her small hand.

“In this script, you’re not the hero; Zhilan and I are the heroes.”

"Huh? Are you kidding me? I'm not a warrior? Then who am I? Ephialt?"

"No."

Lei Zhilan said with dissatisfaction:

"You didn't even read the script, did you? You're Xerxes! You're the villain who's invaded our 'land' 300 times! Guan Guan and I will fight to the death..."

"..."

Wang Taiyi gave a thumbs up.

"As expected of you, the script is fantastic."

.........

Hongxing Headquarters.

Jiang Tianyang, who was seated at the head of the table, and Wang Taiyi, who was sitting next to him, were talking animatedly. Jiang Tianyang was clearly very excited, loosening his tie from time to time, his blood boiling.

"Han Bin, what do you think Grandma is up to this time?"

Brother Ji nudged Han Bin, who was standing next to him.

"It seems to be something important, otherwise Mr. Jiang would have insisted that we come to the meeting. Damn it, am I still with that girl? Mr. Jiang's call couldn't have come at the worst possible time."

Even in broad daylight, Brother Ji isn't idle. His thing is like it's rented; he's afraid it'll expire if he doesn't use it.

"how could I know?"

Han Bin hasn't been in a good mood lately. His arms business was targeted by that mad dog, Johnny Wang.

Chan Ho-nam crossed his arms and closed his eyes to rest. He'd been quite tired lately. To make money, he'd been contacting big spenders everywhere to see if they could give him any lucrative business. He'd even gained weight from working as a hostess.

"Boom!"

Jiang Tianyang tapped the table and told everyone about Wang Taiyi's "I Am a Master" (tentative title) martial arts competition.

"If this event is well organized, it can rival the WCG because it is more violent, more bloody, and well-managed. It can even serve as a calling card for Hong Kong. Therefore, as the organizer, Hung Hing must take the first edition seriously."

"Great! I absolutely support it."

The prince is addicted to fighting and was the first to support it.

Chen Yao looked at Jiang Tianyang and said.

"Mr. Jiang, do you not know what we need to do?"

Jiang Tianyang took a puff of his cigar, his face still flushed, and held up one finger, saying:

“Ah Tai and I just discussed it. First, each of you hall masters will contribute 200 million, totaling 2400 million. I will contribute another 600 million to make it 3000 million, which will be used to prepare for this competition.”

Jiang Tianyang glanced at the expressions of these gang leaders. Some were indifferent, like Han Bin, who was rich. Some were hesitant to speak, like Brother Ji, who was poor. Some were expressionless, like Chen Yao, who was deep in thought, and Chen Haonan, who was putting on a brave face.

"Don't think the gang is taking advantage of you. You need to know that this money isn't for free; there's a return on your investment. I'm doing you a favor. What the hell is that look on your faces? If you don't want to take the money, then don't. I'm not forcing you, damn it."

Who dares to say no? Do they want to be retaliated against?

"second."

Jiang Tianyang held up another finger.

"You split up and invite all the triads on Hong Kong Island to participate in this competition. Each triad will have a registration fee of 1000 million, and smaller triads will have a registration fee of 100 million. With so many triads on Hong Kong Island, the total registration fees will be several hundred million. Tell them that whoever wins, the money is theirs."

Chen Yao frowned and asked:

"Mr. Jiang, what if they don't want to participate?"

"Humph!"

Jiang Tianyang scoffed:

"What are people in the underworld after? Isn't it all about money? Who could refuse such a large sum of money? These guys all think they're invincible, how could they possibly refuse?"

"If anyone really doesn't want to participate, then they're disrespecting me. Disrespecting me is disrespecting Hung Hing. Disrespecting Hung Hing is courting death. So let's take them down!"

"third."

Jiang Tianyang extended another finger.

"I'm giving you a chance. You can send your own players to participate. I guarantee that whoever wins, I'll give them the money."

When Jiang Tianyang said that, the group got excited. "That's hundreds of millions! If we win, we won't have to work anymore and can retire right away!"

But then the group's gazes dimmed, and they all looked at Wang Taiyi and the Crown Prince. With these two around, who could possibly win? Especially that freak, Donghuangzai.

As if sensing what everyone was thinking, Wang Taiyi raised his hand and smiled.

"Don't worry, everyone. I won't participate in the competition, and even if I did, I wouldn't represent Hongxing. There's something going on here that you wouldn't understand."

Oh, is that so? I knew it! There really was something fishy going on. If it were just the Crown Prince, we might have been able to put up a fight.

Chan Ho-nam's fighting spirit was also ignited. His Wind God Leg might just be a gamble. Damn it, Little Stutterer wants to get married recently, but he doesn't even have the money. How can he get married if he doesn't have the money? Is he really going to have a wedding at a street food stall? As long as he wins this competition, he'll have everything.

Seeing everyone's eyes turn fiery again, the Crown Prince was displeased. "What the hell do you mean? Do you think I'm not scary enough? And those two good-for-nothings, Fatty Li and Brother Ji, dare to look at me like that?"

You wait, when there's only one representative for each organization, I'll beat you to death.

"Everyone must take this competition seriously and give it their all."

Jiang Tianyang said fiercely:

"This is the biggest IP of Hongxing since I took office. Let me make this clear: if anyone tries to hold me back or do anything underhanded, even God won't give them any face."

"Did you hear that?"

The crowd responded noisily, and they all began to fantasize about winning the championship.

"Grandma, I'll leave the rest of the work, like publicity and the participation of the righteous forces, to you. Time is tight and the task is heavy, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Taiyi waved his hand.

"Brother, you're too kind. This is all I should do."

Jiang Tianyang was deeply moved; this was a younger brother with whom he shared a soul connection.

"I'm not going to say anything more. Let's have dinner together tonight."

Wang Taiyi glanced at her watch.

"No, brother, I have to fight two more people tonight, let's do it another day."