Causeway Bay, East Point, Hong Kong Island.

As night fell, the Avenue of Stars was ablaze with neon lights and teeming with people.

Everyone on Hong Kong Island knows that Causeway Bay is its enchanting paradise at night.

At this time, countless fashionable men and women, gangsters, and even some popular celebrities would appear in this place that became famous because of Chan Ho-nam, the leader of Causeway Bay.

A corner of the Causeway Bay night view

The famous Grand Fortune Seafood Restaurant is located on the 39th floor of the Park Lane Building on Avenue of Stars.

Lin Dong and his group arrived at exactly 7 p.m.

Da Tian led them up to the 39th-floor restaurant and into the Starry Sky Pavilion private room, number 08.

The nearly 100-square-meter luxury private room offers a panoramic view of the dazzling Victoria Harbour through large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Jiang Zhongfa and Zhao Haosheng were already waiting in the room.

The three of them sat down politely, and Zhao Haosheng then arranged for the dishes to be served. The dishes here were known for being expensive and small in portion.

But the guests who come here don't care; they're paying for the status and enjoying the elegant environment.

When it comes to serious business and big deals, this is the place to go.

Because in places like this, you generally won't encounter someone like Liang Kun who spits everywhere, and it's also rare to see something like a crow overturning a table.

"Brother Lin, this was taken out of Chizhu Prison this afternoon. Take a look."

As soon as Lin Dong sat down, Zhao Haosheng took out several photos and pushed them in front of him.

"Luo Yuhao, the Friend Killer?"

Lin Dong was stunned; he knew this man had just been killed that day.

But what was unexpected was that Zhao Haosheng had such extensive connections that he could even obtain autopsy photos.

"It's definitely this guy. You guys weren't mistaken. Impressive, even killing someone in prison is this efficient."

Lin Dong picked up the photo and examined it carefully. He noticed that there were three deep wounds on the killer's left chest, indicating that he had been pierced through the heart by a hard object and died.

The Hong Kong triads truly stop at nothing when it comes to getting things done.

Even in prison, he still has immense influence and can kill at will...

“Brother Lin, of course. In Hong Kong, if our Xingyi Alliance wants to get rid of someone, let alone prison, even if they hide in the ICAC, they still can’t escape.”

Jiang Zhongfa said with great enthusiasm.

He seemed to have recovered from the pain of losing 80 million; his slicked-back hair tonight looked exceptionally shiny.

"Haosheng, let the minister serve the food first, we can eat and chat at the same time."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Soon, more than a dozen exquisite and visually appealing dishes were served one after another.

"Australian lobster, and this deep-sea geoduck sashimi, Brother Lin, you must try it."

Jiang Zhongfa had the opportunity to extend his hospitality as a host, and of course he was extremely enthusiastic.

He kept introducing the dishes to Lin Dong and politely urging him to eat more.

"Mr. Jiang, we've been through thick and thin together on the gambling ship, so don't be so formal."

Lin Dong picked up his wine glass and said:

"This glass of wine celebrates our survival, and from now on we will surely be rich and powerful."

"Yes, Brother Lin's words resonate with me perfectly. Let's drink this cup and from now on cooperate deeply to seek wealth and prosperity together!"

Zhao Haosheng also raised his glass; the business cooperation hadn't even been discussed yet, but he was already beaming.

"Hahaha... Brother Lin is right. As the saying goes, murder and arson bring wealth."

Jiang Zhongfa laughed heartily and also picked up the wine glass on the table:

"When you're out in the world, the most important things are nothing more than three things: first, money; second, money; and third, money."

Lin Dong smiled, clinked glasses with the two men, and downed his drink in one gulp.

"Mr. Jiang is wise. His words may be rough, but the meaning is sound. I'll drink this cup first as a sign of respect."

"Next, I'd like to talk about how we can make a lot of money."

"Have either of you ever been in contact with underground banks?"

Underground banks?

Zhao Haosheng and Boss Jiang exchanged a glance, and he couldn't help but smile happily.

Coincidentally, I actually run an underground bank myself.

The underground money exchange business is good and the profits are considerable, but the scale of profits is far less than what Lin Dong described.

“Brother Lin, I know about underground banks; I own one myself.”

Zhao Haosheng picked up the conversation:

“Earning 100 or 200 million a year is not a problem, but it is far from the 3 billion you mentioned.”

"That's because there's a problem with your distribution channels."

Lin Dong succinctly pinpointed the crux of the problem:

"Let me ask you, are your main customers currently local Hong Kong residents or overseas customers?"

"Yes, we have both, mainly catering to local customers."

Zhao Haosheng answered honestly, saying he didn't quite understand what this had to do with earning 3 billion.

“That’s right. Overseas customers mainly use US dollars, while local customers use US dollars, British pounds, and Hong Kong dollars.”

"But both of these groups focus on laundering small amounts of loose currency and cash involved in organized crime."

"There are no fewer than 200 companies in this industry on Hong Kong Island. With too many competitors and too little profit, the profits are naturally not high."

"Therefore, there is a new market and customer group that few people touch, but once it is established, it will be incredible."

Lin Dong paused deliberately at this point.

He picked up a piece of geoduck with his chopsticks, dipped it in wasabi soy sauce, and put it in his mouth. It was tender and smooth to chew.

When negotiating business, it's crucial to maintain a good balance and pace. Don't be too hasty; wait for the other party to raise their questions at the appropriate time.

"Brother Lin, what kind of new market and customers are you referring to?"

Zhao Haosheng couldn't help but ask, and he politely poured Lin Dong another half glass of red wine.

Zhao Haosheng gets itchy whenever the topic of making money comes up.

What does Mr. Jiang think?

Lin Dong did not answer his question directly, but instead turned to Jiang Zhongfa, who was smiling and silent.

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