Hong Kong variety show: My handsome son, Kwan, is a master at making money in Hung Hing.

Qin Tai said calmly, "Lei Yaoyang, you don't need to probe me anymore. I'm not interested in your poor, godforsaken village of Yuen Long!"

Lei Yaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could even feel happy, Qin Tai added, "However, the feud between Hung Hing and Tung Sing isn't so easy to resolve. My boss, Liang Kun, has a broad vision and high standards. He doesn't want to cause unnecessary casualties, so he'll settle scores and eliminate all grievances. Once Old Man Baitou is taken care of, all past grievances will be wiped clean!"

"Yaoyang, I have high hopes for you. Perhaps you can act as a peace envoy, eliminate the troublemakers, and re-establish the friendship between our two families!"

"Yama family shovel!"

Lei Yaoyang almost couldn't help but curse.

White-headed Old Man is now the leader of Dongxing!

What the hell is this peacemaker? Who the hell thinks I'm a good match?

This handsome guy, Tai, just opened his mouth and actually wanted to take down the boss himself!

Absolutely shameless!

"Hehe... Brother Tai, you're joking. This heavy burden should be shouldered by someone capable. I'm too frail to handle it."

"Really? I wonder if having this piece of fat meat in Tuen Mun will be enough for you to shoulder heavy responsibilities?"

Qin Tai suddenly dropped a bombshell.

Lei Yaoyang was stunned. He felt a chill run down his spine. Back when he was full of vigor, he had his sights set on Tuen Mun. He had even devised a series of schemes to kill the dinosaurs.

Unfortunately, before I could even do anything, I had to stay home and return to my hometown in Yuen Long.

"you mean...."

"For Hung Hing, Kowloon is enough territory for them," Qin Tai said succinctly. "Dinosaur, the boss of Tuen Mun, is Han Bin's younger brother. He doesn't get along with my boss. People who don't obey him don't deserve to live."

"The triad has just taken over Kowloon and needs to allocate a lot of manpower, leaving its defenses weak. It's only natural that if it gets swept up at this time and there's no time to provide support!"

Lei Yaoyang was incredibly clever; he immediately understood the unspoken meaning. Handsome Tai and Handsome Kun were planning to use someone else to do their dirty work and eliminate their rivals!

But isn't this a great opportunity for him to leave Yuen Long, re-establish his presence, and seize control of the area?

Although Tuen Mun is not as lucrative as Yau Tsim Mong and Wan Chai, it is still a thousand times better than Yuen Long, right?

"Trading a penniless Tuen Mun for the head of the prestigious Tung Sing Star gang, this deal doesn't seem like a very good deal, does it?"

Although Lei Yaoyang was very tempted, he was also wary of the staggering cost of eliminating the boss, Bai Tou Weng, and at the same time, he wanted to gain more benefits.

"I always keep my word when it comes to the stakes, and there will be no changes." Qin Tai was well-prepared and guided the conversation: "It's not like I'm asking you to fight the old man one-on-one. Isn't it your specialty to use underhanded tricks and kill someone else's victim? Anyway, Hung Hing is happy to take the blame in the end. I only care about the result!"

Lei Yaoyang nodded secretly. He had long known that Crow and Wu Zhiwei were dissatisfied with Whitehead, but they just lacked an opportunity to make a move. The two had been getting very close recently, so close that they were practically inseparable. He really thought he was unaware of their scheme.

Perfect opportunity! Using someone else to do the dirty work creates a good chance. Once the old man is dead, the terms of the deal will be fulfilled.

Lei Yaoyang countered, "Then how can you guarantee that you won't go back on your word afterward? Unless you show sincerity!"

If Qin Tai is just trying to get something for nothing and then reneges on his promise after killing the old man, there's nothing he can do about it.

If they were even more ruthless, they could lure his men to Tuen Mun, only to lay a trap and catch them like turtles in a jar. Then they would be utterly helpless, with no one to turn to for help.

"Sincerity? What kind of sincerity do you want?" Qin Tai sneered, "You don't naively think that your affair with Fatty Li is completely secret, do you? Not taking him out is my greatest sincerity!"

"If I wanted to kill you, I could easily set a trap. Why would I need to go through all this trouble?"

Lei Yaoyang broke out in a cold sweat instantly, his face turned deathly pale, and a chill ran down his spine. Colluding with Fatty Lai, the leader of Hung Hing in North Point, was something he had done in secret, and even Chiang Tin-sang was kept in the dark. Yet Qin Tai knew everything about it.

This is absolutely terrifying. Just as the other party said, if I had used this information gap to my advantage, I would have been dead countless times over.

There's really no need to go through such a long and complicated process.

This is also a warning: if he doesn't know his place, Qin Tai can cut off his hard-earned source of income at any time, and then he'll be in real trouble.

"Okay, I understand, I'm willing to cooperate!"

Lei Yaoyang gritted his teeth; he had no choice but to agree.

"Yes, a wise choice. When the old man with white hair gets his lunchbox, you'll be able to enter Tuen Mun."

Qin Tai painted a rosy picture and then casually hung up the phone.

"Ugh...."

Lei Yaoyang's lips twitched, and he sighed inwardly with great misery. He prided himself on being intelligent and enjoying the pleasure of making a fool of others, but when he encountered this handsome Tai, he never gained the upper hand and was always beaten to a pulp.

Just as Lei Yaoyang hung up the phone, Liang Kun called immediately, his voice carrying that familiar tone: "Shan Jia Chan, you bastard, where the hell have you been!"

Liang Kun harbored deep resentment. Qin Tai, his underling, was living a more carefree life than him, the leader of Hung Hing. Qin Tai had just conquered the land and then immediately became a hands-off manager, leaving the dignified leader of Hung Hing to handle the aftermath. It was simply a reversal of the natural order.

"He's picking up girls!"

Qin Tai confessed truthfully.

"Damn it, I knew it!" A black line quickly appeared on Liang Kun's forehead. He both loved and hated his younger brother's hands-off management style. The good thing was that he was loyal, capable, unambitious, and righteous. As for the bad thing, it was that it caused him liver pain.

All that was heard was a dry cough from Brother Kwan, who said in a stern tone, "The negotiations with Slim Eyes are all settled. Kowloon is your territory from now on! Hurry back to headquarters, I'm preparing to convene the Hung Hing General Meeting!"

Subtext: Kid, come quick, I'm about to show off!

Qin Tai smiled. Knowing Liang Kun as he did, as long as the Kowloon flags were planted and the results were digested, he would definitely jump out to show off immediately. This was his first battle since becoming the leader (although he himself did not appear on camera), and the results were remarkable.

If you don't show off in life, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?

"Wait a little longer, boss, I have another surprise for you!"

Qin Tai is currently too busy; tomorrow is Christmas, and there's a big show going on at Dongxing.

"Huh? Surprise? What surprise?" Liang Kun was taken aback.

"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore. In short, it's definitely a big gift!" Qin Tai said with a grin. "Something big is going to happen in Dongxing these next few days, so stay tuned."

"Damn it, you jerk, you're keeping us in suspense again!"

Young Kun gave him a disdainful middle finger, cursed, and hung up the phone, but didn't mention the Hung Hing meeting again. It was just postponed for a few days, nothing important!

At this moment, he felt a surge of emotion. Since he took office, his younger brother had been tirelessly at the forefront, offering him a generous gift package of Kowloon-style gifts, and there were even more surprises waiting for him.

It's likely that the younger brother's womanizing is just a pretense; his real intention is to continue serving the boss diligently!

Alas, what merit do I possess to have such a mighty and loyal servant join my cause? I must have been incredibly lucky!

"Teacher Qin, Peng Yixing is here."

On Christmas Day, the office door was pushed open.

A gentle young man who looked remarkably like his older brother was brought in. What was most striking about him were his sharp eyes, as if he were born to shoot.