Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

The price was increased by HK$200,000 for each ticket, which undoubtedly touched upon Gao Laofa's greed deep in his heart.

However, after some inner struggle and weighing, Gao Laofa finally shook his head:

"Ah Xu, it's not that I'm reluctant, but if I sell all the licenses to you, my subordinates will be completely unemployed."

Liu Xu had an idea in mind when he heard this. He suggested, "Then I will arrange for Luo to come with cash tomorrow to complete the transaction with you. How about that?"

Gao Laofa naturally understood Liu Xu's plan. It was not unacceptable for him to use the black money from regulatory fees to conduct transactions.

Mahjong halls are one of the important channels for gang members to launder their wealth. The reason why He Liansheng is able to control more than half of the mahjong hall licenses in Hong Kong Island is precisely for this purpose.

The five mahjong halls he owned were enough for him to launder his funds.

So, Gao Laofa gently waved his hand and rejected Liu Xu's proposal:

"No need to be so tedious, we will go to the police station's licensing department to handle the transfer formalities now. In addition, I have some ideas about the future of the society that I would like to discuss with you in depth."

On the way to the police station, Gao Laofa opened his heart to Liu Xu.

He talked about the rise and fall of the society, Liu Xu's outstanding performance in the past six months, and his loyalty and contribution to the society.

Gao Laofa's words were full of recognition and expectations for Liu Xu. He said, "Liu Xu, I have seen every step of your growth in the club."

"I am deeply gratified by your wisdom, ability, and your loyalty to the society. In my opinion, you are undoubtedly the best person to succeed me in leading the society."

Liu Xu maintained a humble and focused attitude throughout the whole process, listening attentively to every word of Gao Laofa, with respect and reverence revealed in his eyes.

Whenever Gao Laofa expressed his views or put forward opinions, Liu Xu would nod at the appropriate time to show his agreement and understanding.

However, in response to Gao Laofa's words about "taking over" his position, Liu Xu just smiled faintly. That smile was both a polite response and contained some unfathomable meaning.

In the society, those who can hold high positions are all smart and capable people. They not only have extraordinary wisdom and courage, but also have deep scheming and scheming.

Therefore, Liu Xu would never easily believe what others said, nor would he blindly agree with them.

In this circle, if you believe whatever the other person says, you are undoubtedly handing over your own destiny to others, and sooner or later you will end up being eaten up without leaving anything behind.

Although Gao Laofa is the boss of He Liansheng and is involved in the abyss of the underworld "mafia", he is very comfortable in the police world and has extensive connections.

From the moment he stepped into the police station gate, on the way to the Licensing Division, yellow-skinned police officers kept nodding to him, including some high-ranking officials.

Liu Xu secretly marveled in his heart: "As expected, he is a remnant of the 'Empire of Money' period. His network of connections in the white world is probably no less than that of my uncle Deng Bo."

After successfully completing the application process for the mahjong hall license, Liu Xu personally opened the car door for Gao Laofa.

After watching his car gradually disappear at the end of his sight, he slowly turned around and walked towards his Mercedes-Benz.

At this moment, a police car stopped silently beside Liu Xu. The rear window slowly lowered, revealing the face of the person inside the car. With some curiosity, they asked:

"Hey, Mr. Liu, are you just back from work at the Central Police Station?"

Seeing who was coming, Liu Xu kept smiling and nodded in response, "Yes, Mr. Mike. We just took over several mahjong parlor licenses from our boss."

Mike laughed when he heard this: "Mr. Liu has a special liking for things like license plates!"

Liu Xu nodded and was about to respond when he suddenly noticed that his colleague seemed to be sitting next to Mike.

Liu Xu's mind flashed quickly with Zhang Wenyao's image. He swallowed back the words he was about to respond and said:

"By the way, regarding the matter you told me last time, although there is no specific location, there is a rough range. I was afraid that you would be anxious, so I wanted to send someone to notify you after I returned..."

Before he could finish his words, Mike interrupted him with a subtle look: "Mr. Liu, regarding private matters, we can find a good place tonight to talk slowly."

The corners of Liu Xu's mouth rose slightly. What Mike didn't know was that his suggestion was exactly what Liu Xu wanted.

Immediately, Liu Xu pointed to a restaurant not far away and invited enthusiastically: "How about going to 'Fu Ji Restaurant'? I'll treat you!"

Mike looked in the direction of Liu Xu's finger and nodded slightly, "That's settled then. I have some things to take care of now. See you tonight."

Before he finished speaking, without waiting for Liu Xu's reply, Mike closed the car window and signaled the driver to drive quickly.

However, although his conversation with Liu Xu was brief, it still caught the attention of the white man sitting next to him, who asked curiously:

"Mike, is your friend helping you find someone?"

Mike shook his head calmly, "No, I'm not helping you find someone. You should know that Mason has loved all kinds of small animals since he was a child. He has raised quite a few at home."

"When he was taking his Samoyed out for a walk a few days ago, the little guy accidentally got lost."

"He had been searching for two days in a row but to no avail, so he had to come to me, hoping that I could help him find his beloved dog."

The middle-aged man heard this and laughed, with obvious suspicion in his smile. He stared at Mike's expression, trying to catch a flaw or a wavering expression.

However, as a seasoned police officer who has been in the police force for nearly a decade, Mike naturally knows how to hide his true thoughts.

His expression remained consistent, revealing no unnecessary information.

Seeing that he couldn't read anything from Mike's expression, the middle-aged man seemed to believe what Mike said. He withdrew his gaze and slowly leaned back in the back seat of the car to take a nap.

As the tense atmosphere in the car gradually eased, the middle-aged man locked his eyes on Mike and suddenly said:

"Your friend is really capable. He was able to find the robbers' hiding place."

Noticing that Mike's expression stiffened for a moment, the middle-aged man immediately hooked his arm around his neck and said angrily:

"Mike, we are such close friends, and you actually want to take all the credit for this."

Mike didn't expect Bruce to be so cunning. He first used actions and time to paralyze his vigilance, and then used words to trick him into talking.

When his facial expression froze involuntarily, he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Feeling his neck being tightly hooked, Mike quickly patted Bruce's arm, signaling him to let go, and pretended to be out of breath.

Bruce saw this and although he knew Mike was pretending, he still slowly loosened his arms.

However, when Bruce saw Mike's still stubborn expression, he instantly changed his strategy and began to threaten:

"I heard you had a lot of fun at the Cointreau last weekend. Don't worry, I'll call Aunt Mary later. She's been worried about your marriage."

Mike paused slightly when he heard this, thinking secretly in his heart.

Considering the extraordinary contribution of this case, Mike really didn't want to give up the idea of ​​eating alone. So, he forcibly argued: "No, no, no, this is really not about the robbers."

It can be seen from Bruce's actions that he no longer believes the explanation given by Mike.