I Was a Big Brother in the Nineties

1995, Wencheng. State-owned enterprises were restructured, layoffs surged, and the streets were full of gangsters. Da Zhuang in Fuhe Lane collects protection fees because Lao Suntou's son can't afford the school fees. The black truck drivers at Nanmen Pier rip off customers so that outsiders don't dare to come. Two groups at the freight station are fighting for the line every day and bloodshed every day. Eighteen-year-old Lei Ge is different. He is a son of a wealthy family. His family is in the building materials business and has tens of millions of assets. He doesn't need to join society at all. But he chose this path - because he believed in a truth: fists should be aimed at bad people, not good people. He and his eight brothers, aged 17 or 18, became famous in one battle in Fuhe Lane. Xiaodong is steady, Xiaohui is clever, Guoge is mature, Ake is ruthless, Xiaogao is good at talking, Axing is full of clever ideas, and Xiaotang is calm and reliable. Nine people, nine hearts, but twisted into a rope. From Fuhe Alley to the black car market, from the black car market to the freight station, they used their fists to break through the sky, and they also used their brains to find a path that no one else had walked. Brother Lei doesn't let the brothers collect protection money from honest people, doesn't let the brothers touch drugs, and doesn't let the brothers bully a woman. What he wants is to turn a shady business into an upright industry. On the day it went public, some said he was a hero, some said he was the godfather of the underworld, and some said he just caught up with the times. Lei Ge stood in the hall of the stock exchange, looking at the jumping numbers on the screen, but what he remembered was what he said after beating a gangster down in the narrow alley in the summer of 1995—— "Fistes should be aimed at bad people, not good people."