Where is Leung Kwan engaging in enthusiastic conversations with members of Hong Kong's high society?

Meanwhile, the crow, who had witnessed everything, complained to the smiling tiger beside him with a disdainful expression.

"Holy shit!"

"Why would Mr. Mo let that bastard Liang Kun be a greeter?"

"Look at that ugly guy, Liang Kun. What makes him more handsome than me? Let's not even talk about looks anymore. Can his hairstyle compare to mine?!"

"I really don't know what Mr. Mo is thinking..."

After hearing Crow's nth complaint, the smiling tiger glanced at Handsome Kun, who was dressed in a well-tailored suit.

He glanced again at the crow beside him. Although it was the first time the crow had worn a suit, even if it was an expensive one,

But the expression on his face and the aura he exuded made it clear, even without looking at his avant-garde hairstyle, that he wasn't a good person...!

The smiling tiger, having withdrawn his gaze, adjusted the leader's collar and said...

"Crow, how long have you been working with Mr. Mok?"

“We’ve only been working with Mr. Mo for a short time, but just based on this point alone, Mr. Mo would definitely choose Liang Kun over you!”

With a brain like Crow's, how could he possibly see that Smiling Tiger was giving him a way out? He thought Smiling Tiger was standing up for him.

Then, the disdain on his face deepened, and he continued to complain.

"Depend on,"

"That means Mr. Mo is from Red Star. If Mr. Mo were from East Star, what would become of Liang Kun..."

At this point, a longing expression immediately appeared on the crow's face!

If everything he just said is true, then the person talking to those high-society figures in Hong Kong right now is none other than Crow.

With Mr. Mo's help paving the way, Crow was essentially Mr. Mo's dog.

Damn, that's just a dog by the emperor's side.

That was a dog king, second only to the emperor, and possessing an imperial aura!

Thinking of this, the crow felt a sudden, inexplicable sense of loss.

It's like... everything that originally belonged to him was stolen away by that bastard, Handsome Kun...

Thinking of this, Crow started venting her frustrations on Liang Kun's entire family with a resentful expression...

Just then, a familiar and arrogant voice rang out from behind the crow!

"Crow, do you want me to give you an idea to instantly attract Mr. Mo's attention?"

"Perhaps Mr. Mo will immediately let you wear the welcome man badge on Liang Kun's chest!"

Upon hearing the sound, the crow turned around with a smile on its face and said with a laugh,

"What method..."

But before he could finish speaking, he saw that the one who had just said those words was that bastard, Big D.

Tung Sing and Wo Luen Shing have been fighting for years. Doesn't Crow know Big D's character?

If Big D had a solution, he would kindly tell me!

Thinking of this, the crow's smile vanished, replaced by a disdainful expression, and it said...

"Damn, what good ideas could you possibly come up with with a brain like that?"

Big D wasn't angry at Crow's arrogant attitude; instead, he smiled sincerely and said...

"Crow, look at you! Besides killing the boss, your best skill is flipping tables!"

"There are so many tables here today, you can just pick any one of them and flip it over, I guarantee it!"

"All eyes on you will be on you, including Mr. Mo's!"

"By then, Mr. Mo will surely know your dissatisfaction, and he might even make you the greeter!"

"After all, your Dongxing has more than 100,000 underlings... Mr. Mo wouldn't dare not give the head of Dongxing some face!"

When the crow heard that Big D was indeed making fun of him, it gave him a disdainful look and retorted.

"Yes, yes, yes,"

"After I overturned the table, I yelled that you, Big D, were unhappy that Mr. Mo married the woman you had your eye on,"

"That's why you paid me, Raven, to come here and overturn the table, to express your dissatisfaction with Mr. Mo!"

Upon hearing the crow's loud voice, Big D's teasing expression vanished, replaced by a tense look as he covered the crow's foul mouth and said...

"Depend on,"

"Do you fucking want to die? Why are you shouting like that!"

"If anyone hears this, will we even see the sun rise tomorrow...?"

Crow, looking annoyed, slapped Big D's hand away and was about to continue the laning phase when... he was interrupted by Smiling Tiger.

"Brother D, what gift did you prepare for Mr. Mo?"

Upon hearing this, Big D grinned smugly and said...

"It's nothing much, I just used 50 million to buy a little bit of gold, and then used that gold to make a pure gold statue of Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy who grants children!"

"This is to express my sincere wishes to Mr. Mo for a son soon!"

After Big D finished speaking, seeing that Crow and Smiling Tiger's expressions were somewhat embarrassed, his smug look immediately increased.

"What? You didn't prepare any gifts?"

In response to Big D's smugness, Crow immediately retorted,

"Damn, we didn't prepare any gifts?"

"I'm afraid it'll scare you to death if I tell you..."

Before the crow could finish speaking, another carefree voice came from behind.

"Brother Crow, tell me already, you scared me to death!"

Upon seeing that it was Dafei, that loser, Crow gave him the middle finger and said with a smug look,

"Every time I give a gift, it's just gold, gold, gold. There's no thought or meaning behind it at all."

"If you want Mr. Mo to remember what gift you gave him, you have to put in a lot of effort to prepare it!"

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