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

Mr. Tong felt a bit of a sore throat and cursed inwardly at his subordinates for being so slow and fussy about transferring money. Now that his daughter was back, what if they didn't handle this little mess properly and the two of them ended up still having feelings for each other?

So he immediately instructed Manager Sun, "Manager Sun, immediately process Mr. Qin's withdrawal using the highest-level VIP channel. I don't care what method you use, you must get this done!"

"Yes!"

Manager Sun had a bitter look on his face as he looked at the group of men with tattoos and menacing expressions in the office. With the boss's orders in hand, he had no other choice but to obediently do as he was told and start typing away on the computer.

Boss, this is what you told me to do. If the Tong Group's cash flow dries up, you really can't let me take the blame!

"Daddy, what about that Mr. Qin at the bank?"

Tong Keren vaguely heard a familiar voice from the mobile phone's microphone, and coupled with the Mr. Qin that her father kept mentioning, she immediately realized that something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

Mr. Tong decided to drop the pretense and immediately revealed, "Of course it's that womanizer who deceived your feelings, that scumbag Qin Tai! He took 30 million from me and promised he would never see you again!"

"what?"

Upon hearing the devastating news, Tong Keren was struck dumb, as if by lightning. She angrily exclaimed, "Daddy, how could you do this! Did you even ask for my opinion?!"

Tong Ke stomped her feet in anger. She had finally managed to become Qin Tai's woman by shamelessly pestering him. He was a womanizer who frequented brothels, which was a fact that she had tacitly acknowledged. They simply maintained this unspoken understanding between them.

But Dad interfered and broke up the couple!

“Daughter, it’s time you saw through this man’s true intentions in getting close to you. He’s up to no good. Not to mention that he has relationships with so many women in private, he eats your food and spends your money, and in the end, he’ll abandon you for 30 million. A man like that isn’t worth it!”

Mr. Tong earnestly advised him.

"Dad, that's not how it is!" Tong Keren said, both angry and anxious. "I was the one who kept pestering him! When I invited him to join the Tong Group as the future leader to help me, he didn't agree. How could he be tempted by 30 million? If he really had ulterior motives, he could have clearly gained much more benefits back then!"

"You've really put me in a difficult position! He must be very disappointed in me! I'll go and explain things to him right now!"

Thinking of this, Tong Keren almost burst into tears. She turned around and hurriedly prepared to leave, but Mr. Tong quickly grabbed her and said with a stern face, "Daughter, wake up! There's no future for you two! Qin Tai has already withdrawn all the money he had in Tong's Bank, and he has nothing to do with you anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Tong Keren suddenly froze, turning her head in astonishment and asking, "Money? What money?"

If Qin Tai had opened an account at Tong's Bank, she would have known immediately. Since he didn't have an account, what kind of money was he withdrawing that alarmed Director Sun?

"Something terrible has happened, Mr. Tong!"

At that moment, the personal secretary rushed over in a panic, her face pale, and reported a shocking piece of bad news: "Mr. Q has transferred five billion US dollars that were intended for investment, and our group's cash flow is on the verge of collapse!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Tong was struck dumb, as if by lightning, and swayed precariously.

"Why was I unaware that Mr. Q had taken away such a huge sum of five billion US dollars?"

Mr. Tong shouted angrily, his eyes wide with fury as he stared at the chief secretary as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Five billion US dollars!

That's not just five billion Hong Kong dollars!

Even top banks like Standard Chartered and HSBC, which are now influential in Hong Kong, would be considered prestigious and powerful clients. Not to mention the bank president, even the head of the group would have to greet them with a smile and serve them like a father.

Five billion US dollars is a stabilizing force. This kind of nuclear-weapon-level client funds can only be allocated with the consent of either myself or Tong Keren!

Why were five billion US dollars transferred without my knowledge?

This, this is unscientific!

The chief secretary, equally distraught, said, "I've already contacted President Sun, and he said it was your idea to provide Mr. Qin with a special channel, a special case handled specially, which has almost completely drained the Tong Group's cash flow!"

"What? I... I mean? I only give it to that brat Qin..."

Mr. Tong felt as if a clap of thunder had exploded in his ears, making him dizzy and disoriented. Then, an unbelievable, even horrifying thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Tong Keren's beautiful eyes widened, and she covered her mouth.

"Q is Qin? That Mr. Q, who controls vast assets, the financial backer of the God of Gamblers Ko Chun, and the biggest bookmaker in Macau's gambling scene... is actually Qin Tai?"

After eliminating all possibilities, what remains, however absurd, bizarre, or unbelievable, is still left.

It's all the truth!

Tong Keren was clearly shocked by the result, and gasped in disbelief. This result had obviously overturned her worldview.

She originally thought Qin Tai was just a top figure in the gangster world with unique personal charm.

But to everyone's surprise, the unapproachable and mysterious Mr. Q behind the screen was actually his alias.

It's ridiculous that she still calls herself a rich heiress, flaunting her wealth in front of him and confidently declaring that she'd take him as her own. This is absolutely outrageous!

The money I spend and earn is just interest that slips through other people's fingers, yet I still want to rebel against the Heavenly Gang. It's shameful to even think about it!

Looking at his father on the other side, his expression became quite interesting. Recalling the arrogant words he had spoken to Qin Tai with disdain, and thinking about the stupid things he had done, he wished he could slap himself on the spot, regretting it to the core.

"Daughter, quick... quick, call Qin Tai, oh no, Mr. Qin! No, come with me to the Times Building to see him in person!"

Mr. Tong cried out in alarm, his face instantly turning ugly.

The group can tolerate a temporary shortage of funds, but banks cannot. If the news gets out and a large-scale run on withdrawals occurs, the banks will not be able to provide enough funds and will have to wait for bankruptcy, which will severely damage the entire Tong Group!

However, when the father and daughter arrived at the Times Building, they were told by the secretary that Qin Tai refused to meet them. Not only that, but they couldn't even get through to Qin Tai's mobile phone.

"Dad, tell me the truth! Did you use some shady methods behind the scenes to make Qin Tai dislike you?"

Tong Keren looked at her father suspiciously, and her keen senses immediately detected something amiss from his guilty expression.

Mr. Tong, who had just sat down in the reception room of the Times Building, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said guiltily, "Ahem...it's nothing really. I don't think he'll hold it against me, an elder, right?"

Tong Keren snorted coldly, "If you don't tell the truth, then I can't help you!"

"No!" Mr. Tong gave a bitter smile and could only confess the truth, "I secretly suspended your supplementary black card and withheld the final payment for the Hung Hing cooperation... I swear I really just wanted to do what was best for you at the time."

"You're really something!"

Tong Keren's slender, pale fingers were trembling; she could no longer maintain her dignified and ladylike demeanor.

No wonder she hasn't received any bills from Qin Tai since then. Now that she's lost track of Qin Tai, she almost fell ill from missing him. And this guy with the outstanding balance is like a toad on a shoe—it doesn't bite, but it's still annoying.