Under the dim light, amidst the smoke and fire, a bald man with a cigar in his mouth squinted as he counted the money in his hand, his eyes gleaming with pleasure. At this moment, dozens of stacks of money were piled up on the marble round table, and four men of different heights surrounded the table, their faces filled with drool.
Who doesn't like money?
"Boss Jin, Feng Sanshui's been acting strange lately. He registered a security company and is recruiting, specifically requiring all hires to be retired military personnel. There might be problems on Tenth Street." Mad Dog emerged from the shadows, his face etched with ruthlessness and calculation. He wasn't worried that Boss Jin would see through his scheme. Taking over Tenth Street had always been his open plan. Besides, the red envelopes (lucky money) on Tenth Street were always collected efficiently, almost without fail. After Xiong Hui's incident, he consulted people who, based on estimates of customer traffic and an understanding of the merchants' business conditions, concluded that the merchants there weren't short of money. When he took over, the red envelopes would definitely double—why not?
"Oh? Feng Sanshui? Is he Hui Zi's subordinate?" Boss Jin counted the money without looking up, occasionally exhaling smoke from the corner of his lips as he spoke.
"Yes, Mr. Jin." Mad Dog lowered his head, took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth. "Feng Sanshui and Cao Ming from the Cao family have gotten together. Look at their behavior, they don't even have the same level of deference to their fathers."
Upon hearing the name Cao Ming, Boss Jin stopped counting money, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Mad Dog. "That scoundrel Feng Sanshui could catch Cao Ming's eye?" Cao Ming's older brother is the vice president of the Beiyu Chamber of Commerce, and his future promotion to the official position is 100%, a fact known in the underworld. Cao Ming likes to invest in real estate, and the rental income from his houses and shops is enough to make him envious every year.
Cao Ming may seem like he's not doing his job properly, but the assets he can manage are unmatched by most people.
He appears carefree and irresponsible, but in reality, he's incredibly arrogant. It would be a miracle if he even looked up to that scoundrel Feng Sanshui.
This is too unusual; he needs to think about it!
"Alright, one tart each, let's go." Boss Feng suddenly gave them the order to leave.
"Boss Jin, this tenth street..." Mad Dog stepped forward, wanting to bring it up again.
"Never mind that for now, we'll deal with this later," Boss Jin said irritably, grabbing a wad of cash and throwing it into Mad Dog's arms. "Let's go."
After wiping his bald head, Boss Jin stood up, his face full of impatience.
The four of them didn't dare say anything more, obediently grabbed their own things, and left the room.
"Mad Dog, judging from the situation on Tenth Street, it looks like things are going to get tough." As soon as they stepped out the door, Bull Head, who usually didn't get along with Mad Dog, chased after them with a grin. He had always looked down on the kid, who acted recklessly, without considering the consequences or fear of retribution.
"Don't come near me, or I'll beat you to death." Mad Dog was already annoyed, and now Bull Head was coming up to pick a fight, so his anger flared up and he revealed his ferocious nature.
Niu Tou was already somewhat intimidated by Mad Dog, and when Mad Dog got angry, his face contorted with rage, looking quite terrifying. Niu Tou subconsciously took a few steps to the side. "Mad Dog, you want to fight? Have you forgotten Boss Jin's rules? We're still in the bar, and Boss Jin could come out and see us at any moment! Let me tell you, don't be too arrogant. Boss Jin has been unhappy with you for a long time. Don't go back to Tenth Street and get sent to West East. Forget about red envelopes, you won't even get a bite to eat. Brother Wang won't tolerate you!" West East was a chaotic place and also Wang Jin's territory. No one would get away with it there.
Wang Jin is second only to Boss Jin. He manages the western and eastern districts of Beiyu, a chaotic place with hundreds of brothers under his command, each one worth ten. His strength is so great that even Boss Jin treats him with respect. If it weren't for the people above him keeping him in check, Wang Jin would have been on equal footing with Boss Jin long ago, and he wouldn't be calling him Boss Jin.
Wang Jin is a domineering and ruthless man. If you offend him, you will either die or be maimed. People like Mad Dog are cruel and have no sense of morality, which is something Wang Jin despises. Therefore, Mad Dog is usually afraid of him. Wherever Wang Jin appears, Mad Dog will not show his face unless necessary.
Upon hearing Wang Jin's name, Mad Dog's breath hitched. He glared fiercely at Bull Head, released his fist, and strode away.
Once the man was out of sight, the other two approached Niu Tou. "Mad Dog has a violent temper. Why did you bother with him? He won't go far. Boss Jin will deal with him sooner or later." Boss Jin wouldn't value someone Wang Jin didn't think much of. However, Mad Dog had recently been quite favored because of the incident where he shielded Boss Jin from a knife attack. Therefore, they were all somewhat wary and didn't dare to offend him too much.
"Hmph!" The bull-headed man glanced at the two of them, then left first, leaving the two of them stunned for a moment. Without saying a word, they went their separate ways.
Feng Sanshui soon received a message from Boss Jin's men, instructing him to go directly to Boss Jin's villa.
"Sister, what are your plans? Boss Jin contacted me, it must be related to our company. What should I say? He's very concerned about Brother Cao, he'll definitely ask about it." In the office building's meeting area, Feng Sanshui was pacing anxiously, unable to sit still, while Yuan Zhuan calmly ate sunflower seeds.
"Give me the address."
"Huh?" Feng Sanshui asked, puzzled.
"I'll go meet Boss Jin at his address."
"Ah! Oh! Okay!" Feng Sanshui quickly gave the address.
"Alright, let's wait for news." Yuan Zhuan grabbed a handful of melon seeds and left.
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