Ma Wang coughed twice, lowered his water glass, and replied after hearing the words: "Lin Changle joined the society in 1983. He has been involved in the world since 1979. He was the first to lend money in the Kowloon Boxing Tournament, and worked with Tang Tingwei's Ma Zai Xiao Daowen.

Afterwards, Xiao Daowen died in the bloodbath in the city, and Lin Changle officially worshiped Yihai."

"It seems the background is quite clean." Zhang Guobin nodded slightly.

"However, Lin Changle's father, Lin Huaishan, was the third generation of the Changle Club." Ma Wang continued: "The Changle Club was established in 1963. During that time, he and Yi Qun did the white powder and gambling stall business. In 1968, the last

At its peak, there were more than 3,000 people, entrenched in the southern area of ​​Central."

"Then the Yiqun incident occurred in 1972, and the Changle Club was in trouble one after another. On one side, it was a police siege, and on the other side, it was coveted by Jianghu. Finally, in 1977, the Changle Club was wiped out, and Jianghu was removed from its name."

"Most of Changle Club's territory was annexed by the Number Gang. Lin Huaishan, who was sitting there, was shot during a police raid. Lin Changle was already 15 years old at that time."

Zhang Guobin asked with a playful expression: "So it seems that Lin Changle is from the Jianghu family and is holding the script of the Zhao family's orphans?"

Ma Wang smiled: "Some brothers call him Le Shao, but forget about the Jianghu family. Changle Club has a total history of 14 years. Although it has had its majestic years, its brand size is not very big.

, A Le didn’t do well in the Walled City before. Three meals a day were a problem. Now that he has made a name for himself in the company, does he have a future?”

"I still have to wait for a word from Brother Bing."

Zhang Guobin said without pretense and in a calm tone: "Young people who are capable and willing to contribute to the company are exactly what the company needs."

"Boss, Mr. Lin is here." The female secretary pushed open the glass door, wore a hip-hugging skirt, bowed and spoke.

"Invite him in." Zhang Guobin replied loudly.

A young man wearing gray sweatpants, blue jeans, messy hair, and a little bit of eye mucus in the corners of his eyes walked in. When he saw the figure sitting behind the desk, he immediately clasped his fists and shouted: "See you in Yihai Sijiu and Lin Changle."

Pass grandpa!"

Zhang Guobin looked at the young man with approving eyes: "Horse King, your horse is pretty good and looks very capable."

The horse king stood aside and said with a smile: "Brother Bing, thank you very much. Be careful of young people raising their tails."

Lin Changle looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, and stood quietly with his fists clasped. The internal hierarchy of Heyihai was far stricter than that of ordinary Jianghu clubs. There would never be a scene where the four-nine boys in the small club were laughing and having fun with their grandfather.

, Zhang Guobin has always been easygoing and polite to others, but the hierarchy has long been maintained by the hall masters and the bosses.

Lin Changle is not tall, at most 1.7 meters tall, and his figure is a bit thin, but his eyes are very deep, his eyebrows are high, and his facial features are very handsome.

However, his face showed more vicissitudes than his peers, his skin was tanned, and the bags under his eyes were bluish.

Such a handsome and majestic appearance gives people an unusual feeling at first glance, and the vicissitudes on his cheeks easily make people feel pity. It can be seen that Lin Changle has lived through a long and difficult period, and the young man has been infected with wind and frost.

Zhang Guobin knows that people who have experienced ups and downs at a young age are often more determined than ordinary people and are easy to achieve things, but they are often difficult to control and have the characteristics of being arrogant and arbitrary.

Fortunately, Zhang Guobin did not need to respect Lin Changle's opinion at all.

"Your name is A Le, right?" He stood up and walked to the sofa seat in the reception area, waved and called Ma Wang, and A Le came over and sat down.

He handed a cigar to A Le, who bowed quickly and took it with both hands.

"I heard from King Ma, did you study at King's College?" Zhang Guobin asked, with eyes that were testing and appraising, Ah Le replied politely: "Grandpa Bing, I studied at King's College for two years.

Dropped out of school."

"Hey! It doesn't matter whether you have graduated or not. Educational qualifications do not represent ability. The key is whether you have the heart to work for the company."

"You run the underground boxing business very well. I heard that the betting amount on a boxing match has exceeded 5 million Hong Kong dollars?"

Alekhim gave way: "In that match, Song La Ge gave me face and personally went out to fight the Western strongman. In the end, he defeated the foreign gold belt champion and upset him in one fell swoop!"

In this match, the boxing dealers actually stole some chickens. For example, they did not promote Somla's reputation as the "Muay Thai coach" in the club, but instead promoted the Western Strongman's All-American gold belt.

Although Song La was given the title of "Boxing Fighter", Song La appeared as a challenger. He had previously fought in underground boxing competitions. He and Yihai's brothers recognized the title of "Boxing Fighter" and called him "Boxing Fighter".

"Teacher", but the gambling dogs outside the club don't recognize him!

No matter how you analyze it, the Western Hercules is stronger.

The gimmick of using "Chinese" to challenge "Western strongmen" in boxing matches has not changed in a hundred years, and I believe it will not change in a hundred years.

The people are just keen to see Chinese martial artists fighting with Western strongmen, and the fights get harder and harder. Until now, it doesn't matter whether they are Chinese martial artists or not.

Just hammer the Western Hercules!

Zhang Guobin also likes to watch it!

There is a difference between betting on dogs and the audience. After various technical analysis, there are often more people who can beat the Western strongmen. According to special statistics, every time the "Chinese and Western" boxing fights start, the number of people who beat the Western boxers exceeds the number of Chinese martial arts masters by 10%.

Over thirty-five, it can be seen that war and history have long made the Chinese people have a "hatred" of the West in their bones. At the same time, the "power" of the West has become a stereotype.

Therefore, it is useless to just rely on defeating foreigners in the ring.

However, every time "Chinese and Western" open a casino, they can make a lot of money.

This is an iron law that has continued from the Kowloon boxing era to the present.

Zhang Guobin smoked a cigar and said with approval: "I understand business operations, it's normal."

"Foreign boxing matches are even more extreme, but as long as you can make money, that's fine. I'm calling you here today to tell you something. Don't do any underground boxing matches."

Cai Jinping only said that the wind was tight and asked the brothers in the venue to pay attention, but Zhang Guobin decided to shut down the underground boxing ring directly.

Although, he can definitely hold one event, change the venue, and continue the underground boxing ring.

But does he need it?

The original idea in his mind was to move the underground boxing ring to the TV screen. However, there was no experience in holding boxing matches in Asia. He simply let Lin Changle organize underground boxing matches to gain experience first. Now that the boxing ring can become popular,

It means Lin Changle has this talent.

It happens that the wind is tight, so why hesitate?

Closed for business!

King Ma was the first to be startled and said in shock: "Brother Bing, boxing is now the most profitable of all underground gambling stalls. Isn't it a pity to close it in a hurry?"

"Boxing can earn the company at least 40 to 50 million Hong Kong dollars every year, and the risk is not high. Even if you are caught by the police once, you will lose more than a dozen people."

"Is there a policeman looking for trouble?" King Ma realized something was wrong.

Zhang Guobin moved his fingers in turn, tapped the armrest of the sofa, tapped Erlang's legs, and exhaled smoke: "I didn't say I won't start underground boxing, and I didn't say I won't continue gambling. First of all, I haven't killed anyone in underground boxing in half a year.

It sounds nice, but underground boxing is all about fists!"

"It's violence!"

"I dare to conclude that if we continue to drive, people will definitely die within two years. Within five years, there will be no difference between the underground boxing ring in Yihai and the Kowloon boxing ring!"

"The day I promised you to start the boxing ring, I never wanted to open it into a Kowloon boxing ring, a place where boxers' lives are exchanged for money. Only the cockroaches and mice in the walled city can do it. I, Zhang Guobin, can't do it, let alone

Don't bother to play." He felt that if the boxing match started like that, it would undoubtedly be a naked insult to him!

There is obviously a more advanced way to play, but you choose the lowest one, and your suit will be stained by you.

"Secondly, underground boxing is just a form of gambling. To make gambling bigger, the best way is not to go to the water pipes, but to let more and more people gamble."

Zhang Guobin said: "I plan to put underground boxing on ATV's wireless channel and send free signals to Hong Kong, Macao and Guangzhou during adult time in the evening. By then, not only people in Hong Kong, but also people in Haojiang, Shenzhen and Taiwan will be able to gamble.

You can also play.”

"Put, let's, put the boxing show on a TV show?" Ma Wang said in a surprised tone, feeling incredible. He was obviously doing an underground business, how could he move it to the public?

But Zhang Guobin smiled and educated: "Why not? You and I are both serious businessmen now. We have a TV station and a boxer management company, bang! What does it add up to?"

"It's TV boxing!"

WWE, the "World Wrestling Entertainment" that is popular in Europe and the United States, was established in the United States as early as 1955. Various fighting competitions are also common abroad. However, most boxing matches currently focus on offline, and TV boxing matches will not be launched until the late 1980s.

, only became popular in the 1990s, and WWE was not as prosperous as later generations.

Because the economic levels of different regions are different and the TV penetration rate is different, boxing programs did not start in the mainland until the 2000s. The representative one is the UFC model "Martial Arts Style".

Xiangjiang's management level and TV penetration rate are far ahead in Asia. It was completely possible to start boxing on TV in 1986.

"If you don't play with the high-level ones, if you go and play with the low-level ones, you will be a trial bell master for the rest of your life!" Zhang Guobin scolded: "So, is there any problem if I turn off the underground boxing ring?"

"No problem, Brother Bing!" When Ma Wang heard that gambling can be done in "Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan and Shenzhen", his eyes were already shining. Compared with the big business that spreads across three islands and one city, what is underground boxing?

It’s fun!

Zhang Guobin nodded and said: "No problem, I will let people from ATV plan the TV programs, and you can collect the numbers through phone betting, A Le!"

"The boxer management company gives you the responsibility. It will be called Yihai Fighting Entertainment Company. If you do well, you will be rewarded with a red stick after two years!"

Zhang Guobin picked up the tea cup in front of him, drank some tea, and spoke very domineeringly.

This is the same as the Jockey Club, which does not engage in gambling, but only provides some programs for the entertainment of citizens.
Chapter completed!