Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Upon hearing this, Bo Zai immediately nodded in agreement, his movements were quick and decisive.

Seeing Liu Xu start to close his eyes and rest, he carefully closed the door for Liu Xu and quietly left the office.

Only after Bo Zai's figure completely disappeared did Liu Xu slowly open his eyes, and a look of satisfaction flashed across his eyes.

Although Bo Zai's mind seems to be more focused on the sweet interaction with Lu Xiaodie recently, it is obvious that his ability and sense of responsibility have not diminished in the slightest.

As for Liu Xu himself, he returned to the bedroom on the third floor to wash off the fatigue of the day. He crossed his legs, relaxed his back, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began his meditation.

On the other side, in the Kowloon City area of ​​Hong Kong Island, stands the world-famous Kai Tak Airport.

As the most difficult airport in the world to take off and land, the legs of countless pilots here tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, a flight coming from Siam (xian) slowly landed at Kai Tak Airport under the bright moonlight.

The sound of taxiing on the runway and the gentle hum of the distant sea breeze interweave into a prelude to homecoming.

The airport was bustling with people. An old man, who was obviously in his 80s and dressed in traditional Tang suit, was escorted by a group of men in neat suits.

Walk along the VIP channel to the black Audi vehicle that has been waiting at the airport gate for a long time.

The old man slowly bent down and, in an almost ceremonial manner, entered the black Audi that had been waiting outside the airport gate.

Following closely behind was a middle-aged man with a firm face and eyes that revealed deep respect for the old man, who was about to get on the bus.

But the old man patted him lightly on the shoulder, stopping him from getting on the car with a subtle but unquestionable gesture.

The old man's eyes were deep and complex, fixed firmly on the face of the middle-aged man Alang.

In those eyes that have experienced countless hardships, there are intertwined infinite emotions for the past years and deep reluctance for the impending eternal farewell.

Alang, the middle-aged man who was blocked from getting on the bus, first had a look of confusion on his face, which was then replaced by an indescribable tension.

He stared at Uncle Hai's eyes that were full of insight, and quietly reached behind his waist with his right hand, waiting for the old man's next words.

Naturally, his actions did not escape the eyes of Guan Hai, an old hand, but he did not stop Alang's behavior.

After a suffocating silence, Uncle Hai slowly took out a bank card from his pocket. The card was glowing with a strange silver glow in the moonlight, flashing an inexplicable light.

With trembling hands, he handed the card to Alang, and said in a low and sad voice: "Alang, you have been with me through thick and thin for more than ten years."

"Over the years, you have not only risked your life for me, but you have also saved my life twice at critical moments. I, Uncle Hai, will never forget this kindness."

There was a hint of sob in Uncle Hai's words, as if he was recalling those thrilling moments, or as if he was saying his final farewell to the impending separation.

He refocused his eyes and said affectionately, "I have deposited 10 million US dollars into this card as a reward for your service to me over the past ten years. Please accept it."

As he spoke, Uncle Hai grabbed Alang's hand and handed the card to him solemnly.

Seeing this, Alang stopped the movement of his right hand involuntarily, his eyes turned slightly red, and he stared at the bank card that Uncle Hai placed in his left hand.

He turned to Uncle Hai again, feeling mixed emotions and hesitant to speak.

Uncle Hai patted Alang's shoulder gently, and said calmly but firmly: "The money in this card was taken by me during the more than one month when we were hiding in Siam."

"It was deposited in your name, Wang Quanlang, through legal means."

When Alang heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted, his spirit tensed instantly, his adrenaline surged, and he stared into Uncle Hai's eyes with a sharp gaze.

Seeing Alang's big reaction, Uncle Hai gently waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous, let alone make a fuss, and then continued:

"Whether you want to return to your original life or become a rich man, it's all up to you."

"This money can withstand any investigation by the ICAC, and you can use it without any worries."

"Alang, I am old. After this separation, we may never meet again in this life. I hope we can part ways in peace."

Hearing this, the tears in Alang's eyes finally burst out. He took a few steps back, bowed deeply to Uncle Hai, and said in a choked voice: "Uncle Hai, I'm sorry!"

Uncle Hai saw this and smiled with relief: "I'm glad you can be honest with me at this moment, Alang, go and pursue your own life."

Alang bowed deeply, then turned around. His figure gradually disappeared at the end of the deserted street with big strides.

Uncle Hai and his group of confused people were left alone, looking at the direction where Alang left, with complicated lights flashing in their eyes.

After closing the car door, Guan Hai slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to temporarily seal all his emotions and thoughts in this brief darkness.

He took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, his chest rising and falling with his breathing. Every breath seemed to help him better adjust the waves in his heart.

After a moment, Uncle Hai opened his eyes again. His weather-beaten eyes had now returned to their calm state, deep and peaceful.

He gently rubbed his temples and sent instructions to Ah Hua in the driver's seat: "Drive, go to Pitt Street in Yau Ma Tei, and we will go inland after I confirm some things."

With the roar of the engine, the vehicle slowly drove out of the parking lot and moved firmly towards Yau Ma Tei at a leisurely pace.

Inside the car, there was total silence, with only the sound of the engine and the occasional subtle sound of the street scene changing.

After a moment, a cold and powerful voice broke the silence. It was Ah Hua who was sitting in the driver's seat. There was a hint of doubt in his voice:

"Uncle Hai, if I remember correctly, Alang's name should be Wang Lang, right?"

There was a brief silence again, as if even the air had frozen.

Then, Uncle Hai's steady voice slowly sounded, with a hint of fatigue: "Ah Lang's full name is Wang Quanlang. He is an undercover sent to our team by Mr. Peng from the Central District Police Station's Serious Crime Unit."

When Ah Hua heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. He was so shocked that he slammed on the brakes and the car stopped instantly.

He slapped the steering wheel angrily, his facial muscles twisted in anger: "This loser! Uncle Hai, why are you letting him go? He knows everything about us! How foolish."

As he said that, Ah Hua was about to turn the car around, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was going to get rid of Ah Lang once and for all.

However, Guan Hai stopped him with his calm and powerful voice: "Ahua, calm down. I am old and no longer have the energy to lead you through wind and rain."

"Besides, Alang has saved me twice, so this time I will just repay his life."

Ah Hua heard fatigue and pleading in the voice of the boss, Uncle Hai, and hatred suddenly surged in his heart. He hated that he didn't have a brain as smart as Ah Lang, and hated that Ah Lang was so heartless.

Uncle Hai was training Alang as his successor, and not only did he notice it, but A Ming and Fei Gou also noticed it.

Although they were secretly dissatisfied in their hearts, out of Uncle Hai's kindness to them, the three of them chose to respect Uncle Hai's decision after discussing it privately.

They were prepared to support Alang to take the top position. But they didn't expect that the other party would be an undercover sent by the police to their team.

He stopped turning the car around, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger in his heart.