Han Chengshan chewed on a glutinous rice ball. "Little Fatty, don't make a fuss. It's no big deal. Aren't there plenty of people who call me boss?"
"But they were threatening to kill us before, saying they'd take my liver! They even made Uncle Tie vomit blood!"
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. Uncle Tie went to the hospital, why hasn't he come back yet?"
Han Chengshan looked at Wang Dao and nodded under his expectant yet nervous gaze, praising, "The taste is right this time, and the bouncy texture is just right too. Keep it up!"
"Thank you, boss! I'll do my best!" Encouraged by the praise, Wang Dao rushed back to work as if he'd been injected with adrenaline.
Han Chengshan then made a phone call to check on Uncle Tie: "Uncle, how are you? Is everything alright?"
“I already said it’s nothing, just a minor external injury, but you insist that I go to the hospital.”
"You're vomiting blood, how could it be an external injury?"
"I accidentally bit my tongue when I was being hit, it's nothing."
"Then come over as soon as you're done reading."
"Okay, I'm in line to pick up my medicine. The hospital is so crowded, I shouldn't have come."
“You’re my employee now, and I don’t want anything to happen to you. I’ll definitely have to check on you, so don’t take it lightly. You’re not young anymore.”
"I understand, I'm really touched by what you're saying."
"Could you take a smaller paycheck to buy them plane tickets? I'm broke."
"No way!" Uncle Tie hung up the phone without hesitation.
Little Fatty learned from Old Man Xu that his brother Shan had tricked and deceived the group, but he had also spent a lot of money, at least the airfare had to be paid for.
Little Fatty pulled Han Chengshan aside and whispered, "What if they can't make money in Hong Kong?"
"How could that be? How could a product developed by my grandfather not be popular!"
"There are so many things in Hong Kong, and so many delicious desserts. I'm just afraid they'll lose everything and then come after us for revenge."
"Hong Kong has a wider variety of desserts than the mainland, but they are expensive. White-collar workers go to high-end restaurants, but there are always some who crave them but are short on money, right?"
"The customer base is very important; expensive and cheap products have different target audiences."
“Brother Shan, you’ve really changed a lot…” Little Fatty lowered his head: “Ever since you reunited with your grandfather, you’ve been getting better and better. It’s really enviable.”
"Little Fatty, I have my grandpa, and you have me. If you do the math, my grandpa is equal to your grandpa!"
"That's true! I have Brother Shan!"
Uncle Tie is back, bringing back his own medicine and some gauze.
"Uncle Tie, do you need to get bandaged again?" Little Fatty looked at the gauze strip from left to right, full of curiosity.
"That's for you."
"For me? I'm not injured."
"You're not actually injured, but you need to pretend to be injured to cover for Wang Dao and the others, which is also to protect yourself."
"It's a good thing you texted me, Brother Shan, not to call the police, otherwise these people would definitely be in jail by now, and we wouldn't be able to help you expand your business in Gangcheng."
"That's for my grandpa to expand his business. I'm just a middleman. Come on, Fatty, let me bandage you up."
"Brother Shan, are you sure you don't know what you're doing? I'm about to be strangled to death!"
"Little Fatty, how come you're so fat? There are rolls of fat on your belly."
"Loosen your grip, you're really choking me!"
Han Chengshan clapped his hands: "Done!"
Little Fatty asked with a pained expression, "How long will I have to keep this bandage on?"
"At least we should keep this up for a while."
"Brother Shan, I've escaped unscathed. Who's that man's next target?"
"I don't know either, I'll go ask Wang Dao."
Wang Dao was busy wrapping chocolates inside glutinous rice. He was so focused on this meticulous task that he didn't even hear Han Chengshan calling him.
Han Chengshan patted him, startling him. He squeezed the glutinous rice ball flat.
"Which bastard is that?!"
"Uh...it's the boss!"
Wang Dao felt embarrassed: "I was too serious just now. Boss, is there something you need me to do?"
"That person's next target is the police station. Do you know exactly who it is?"
“He sent me the photos, I’ll show them to you.”
Wang Dao took off his gloves, took out his phone, and browsed through the photos.
"It's him?" Han Chengshan recognized the man; he was the unlucky guy who had saved the girl but was framed instead.
He was so impressed with his own masterpiece of burning down the villa that he was caught before he could escape.
How should I put it? He's a guy who's ruthless yet also a bit naive.
"Could it be that his encounter with that bullied girl was a setup from the very beginning?" Little Fatty asked in a low voice.
Han Chengshan nodded solemnly: "It's the same concept as your dad being deceived by a beautiful snake woman and sending you to an internet addiction school based on her words."
"That guy really knows how to use women to get things done." The chubby boy clenched his fist. "I can't just be a victim; I have to get revenge!"
"Do you think those two rich kids were arranged by that person?"
"Of course! Brother Shan, they're all rich kids. If they want any kind of woman, they can't just pay for it. Why do they have to block them in the alley!"
"Those two rich kids are in the hospital now. They didn't die from the burns, but they suffered serious burns."
"What Brother Shan means is..."
"Let's go! We'll go to the hospital; maybe we can force them to reveal the details about the person behind this!"
"Brother Shan, Brother Dao and the others don't know who that person is?"
"They were tricked into coming to the mainland to be used as pawns. After this job, they might all be killed to silence them. How could we let them know the details? They don't even know what their employer does!"
"Sigh, some people commit crimes and go to jail, but they can still make a name for themselves and be released, while others can only be used as pawns. It seems that having a brain is a good thing."
Han Chengshan complained, "It's a pity you don't have that."
"Who says I didn't? I've been through so much, and now I've grown it!"
"Let's go check which hospital those two rich kids are at!"
Upon arriving at the hospital, in front of the ward, Little Fatty and Han Chengshan peeked out from under the covers.
Through the window, I saw two rich kids living in a hospital room, each with a girlfriend serving them.
His two girlfriends fed him food and fruit, taking excellent care of the rich second-generation.
"Brother Shan, they have girlfriends, why are they bullying girls?"
"It's definitely a setup."
"Brother Shan, shall we go in, beat them up, and force them to reveal their employer?"
“They are already rich kids, they don’t lack money, they are definitely not the employers.”
"Not the employer?"
“I suspect it was one of their relatives, or one of their parents’ business partners, who made them do this.”
"Brother Shan, let's storm in, beat them up, and interrogate them."
"The door was locked, otherwise I would have gone in already."
"Then what should we do?"
"They're all eating takeout, so we'll pretend to be delivery guys."
"This trick sounds familiar?" Little Fatty asked suspiciously. "You're not thinking of copying that guy, are you? These people have already fallen for the delivery guy's trick once, do you think they'll fall for it again?"
"Foolish people always make the same mistakes."
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