"Damn it.
How does Hung Hing Group keep getting bigger,
and now they've actually gone and acquired a British-owned enterprise?"
They say reading the newspaper broadens the mind, but as Camel looked at the paper in his hands, he was left utterly speechless, unable to stop himself from cursing aloud.
There was a time when Hung Hing was nothing more than a triad just like his own Tung Sing, belonging entirely to the lowest stratum of Hong Kong Island society.
Chapter 125