Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 274: Subduing Deng Shiwen

"Eliminate me?"

Deng Shiwen coldly laughed, "Do you know how powerful I am? We have 1,500 men outside, all seasoned veterans. We have guns, cannons, tanks, and planes. How can you eliminate me?"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Kill you, and your family, kill them all. Wouldn't that solve everything? You don't really think your 1,500 men can hold me back because I can teleport, do you?"

Deng Shiwen suddenly felt very bitter.

The skills Lao Mo displayed made him realize that he could not be Lao Mo's enemy.

However, if he wasn't an enemy, he would have to listen to Lao Mo. This made him very unwilling.

He was originally the boss, but now he's the second-in-command. Who can accept that?

Old Mo chuckled and said, "General Deng, I know you don't want to be subordinate to anyone. But have you noticed that your power is getting weaker and weaker? If this continues, those emerging forces will replace you."

At that point, it's uncertain whether your entire family will survive. Therefore, I've come to save you. I'll say it again: as long as you listen to me, I will make you the king of the entire Golden Triangle.

Besides, I live in Hong Kong and don't usually come here. I'll only be your behind-the-scenes boss, helping you without taking away your profits. What are you hesitating for?

Hearing this, Deng Shiwen was truly moved.

He looked at Old Mo and said firmly, "Mr. Old Mo, if you can do what you say, I can listen to you. But if you can't, then don't blame me for betraying you."

Old Mo laughed: "You wouldn't be that stupid. Alright, now that you've made your decision, let's talk about the reforms!"

When this issue was brought up, Deng Shiwen's expression twitched involuntarily.

"Mr. Mo, is reform really absolutely necessary? We've planted so many poppies; eradicating them now would be a huge loss. Perhaps we should harvest this spring first?"

Old Mo shook his head and laughed, "No, they must all be burned. Moreover, all the goods you currently possess must also be destroyed."

We can't sell any more. The factory must also completely shut down and await my instructions.

"No, that would be too much of a loss. I disagree."

Deng Shiwen immediately jumped up and down.

Old Mo glared at him, staring coldly, a murderous aura emanating from him.

"General Deng, from now on, please call me 'Boss.' You can question what I say, but you cannot object. Can you do that?"

Deng Shiwen immediately felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, as if she were being watched by an ancient ferocious beast.

He quickly replied, "Yes, I can do it."

Old Mo nodded in satisfaction and asked, "Could you roughly calculate how much loss we'll incur by destroying these things and the goods we already have?"

Deng Shiwen said helplessly, "There's no need to calculate it; the estimated loss is 100 million Thai baht."

The poppies on the ground are secondary. The most important thing is the goods they have on hand; if they were all sold, the value would truly be 100 million Thai baht.

Old Mo waved his hand dismissively and said, "I'll give you one hundred million Hong Kong dollars. Can you destroy it?"

Deng Shiwen's eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded quickly, saying, "Yes, yes, yes."

One hundred million Hong Kong dollars is more than two hundred million Thai baht! More than double the price, what can't you do?

"Okay, I'll watch."

With a wave of his hand, Lao Mo immediately displayed a large pile of Hong Kong dollars on the ground next to the table. The HK$100 million was piled up squarely, like a pile of bricks, which was quite eye-catching.

Gaa...

Deng Shiwen stared at the pile of money with eyes wide open, completely dumbfounded.

Realizing what had happened, he quickly ran over to check.

"Real money, real money, it's really real money! My God, boss, you can even conjure money? Then what's the point of us working? Boss, just conjure it up already!"

Old Mo sneered, "Don't be delusional. There's no such thing as getting something for nothing or something out of nothing. This is real money; I earned it, I didn't conjure it up."

"oh."

Deng Shiwen nodded repeatedly and asked, "Boss, how come you're so rich? How much money do you have right now?"

Old Mo wasn't afraid to tell him, and chuckled, "It's only a few billion Hong Kong dollars! I'm someone with special abilities, how much money do I need?"

I'm not particularly interested in money, and I won't take any of your earnings in the future. However, you must follow my instructions and stop dealing in heroin. Otherwise, I'll make sure you earn the money but don't live to spend it.

"I understand, I understand."

Deng Shiwen nodded happily.

As their boss, and you don't even pay them, what's the difference between that and working for them?

All he wants is for me to listen to him, and that's absolutely no problem!

"Next, let's talk about reforms. Right now, you're still relying on those Thais, aren't you?"

"In that case, go ask the King of Thailand for a cigarette license! From now on, our focus will be on cigarettes. It'll definitely be more profitable than heroin."

Deng Shiwen nodded, but then said with some concern, "I know cigarettes are profitable, but it's a monopolistic business. I'm afraid he won't be willing to give it to me!"

Old Mo looked at him speechlessly and said, "Are you stupid? If you told him you could work in the cigarette business, you wouldn't work in the heroin business. If he's not stupid, he'd know what to choose."

The King of Tai also really wanted to strike at Bai Mian, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

Therefore, if Deng Shiwen had switched from heroin to cigarettes, he would have welcomed it wholeheartedly.

Upon hearing this, Deng Shiwen immediately understood.

If that doesn't work, then bleed a little and pay up. There's nothing that money can't solve.

"Okay. I'll send someone to handle this. So, what's our next task?"

Deng Shiwen was also a bit confused. With such a sudden and drastic change, he didn't know what to do next.

Old Mo said, "I don't care what you do or how you do it. Just follow my method to transform."

By the way, if any of the local people grow poppies, give them all the money to buy them and then destroy them.

Tell them we won't buy this stuff anymore. Let them switch to growing tobacco, and we'll buy it from them at a high price.

Treat those ordinary people better; after all, they're easy targets. Only when they're rich will they be truly loyal to you. Understand?

"Okay, I understand."

Deng Shiwen sat there, like a primary school student, listening to Lao Mo give him a lesson.

There's no way around it; in this world, the poor just love to look up to the rich.

Old Mo was not only rich, but also capable. Even Deng Shiwen looked up to him.

Most importantly, what Lao Mo said was all very novel.

Previously, his rule was oppressive. Now, Old Murdoch's views are completely the opposite.

Moreover, he felt it made a lot of sense, which made it interesting. He enjoyed listening to it.