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

A sneak attack!

Soon, the menacing security personnel pounced on him and easily subdued him. The deceased and the murder weapon were all on the scene, ensuring a smooth and transparent transfer to prison and elderly care services.

Gao Jin looked at Jin Qing, who was lying dead with her eyes wide open, with a hint of pity, but then breathed a sigh of relief and said to Qin Tai, "Thanks."

Qin Tai's actions undoubtedly helped him eliminate a huge hidden danger.

Given his sentimental and loyal nature, if Jin Qing really tried to appeal to his emotions, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't waver. And if he let Jin Qing go, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains.

Who knows what uncontrollable revenge this woman, whose heart has changed, might take?

Qin Tai's somewhat cruel method of helping him resolve the hidden danger is a huge favor, but now it's still a headache.

Qin Tai said, "If you want to express your gratitude, why not do something practical! Don't refuse the share that was agreed upon for you before!"

Gao Jin shook his head firmly: "No! We agreed not to take a single penny, and we have to keep our promise. I owe you so many favors, I don't even know how I'll ever repay them. Winning the God of Gamblers competition, I've already taken back everything that was rightfully mine, and I'm completely satisfied!"

"I knew you'd do this, so let's compromise. I'll invest two billion US dollars to establish a charitable gambling foundation, giving you 49% of the shares, with you serving as the chief chairman. All future economic activities will be funded through the foundation's revenue sharing. Eighty percent of the profits you earn from attending gambling exchange events will be used to establish a charitable fund for charitable activities. The remaining twenty percent will be used for profit maintenance and operations. How does that sound?"

After listening attentively, Gao Jin's eyes lit up: "A charitable foundation! This proposal... is exactly what I'm looking for! No problem, I agree!"

Although Ko Chun possesses extraordinary talent in gambling and cheating, he is unwilling to see countless people suffer broken families and tragic ends because of gambling. He also has a grand ambition to use his influence to do some righteous deeds to contribute to society.

Qin Tai's suggestion really hit Gao Jin's sweet spot, directly pointing him to the path ahead, much like the joy of finding a kindred spirit.

I knew you'd agree!

Qin Tai chuckled inwardly, thinking, "This is the path you'll take in the future; I've just spoiled it for you!"

Since it was all free money, Qin Tai didn't mind using it for charity. Moreover, he felt it was his duty to support medical, educational, and poverty alleviation projects in mainland China.

The key is that the God of Gamblers, Ko Chun, is completely tied to him on the same boat. Qin Tai can relax and be a hands-off manager, just waiting for the dividends. As for how to operate the business and specific charitable issues, Ko Chun will definitely be happy to make thorough arrangements.

When the God of Gamblers makes a move, the profits he wins in each duel are incredibly substantial, amounting to a fixed, long-term, and stable bonus.

This is a win-win proposal: a small investment for a big return in the future!

three days later.

Outside the reception room of the five-star Lisboa Hotel where Qin Tai was staying, there were managers from major banks and investment institutions, all of whom were business elites and leaders. Outside, countless entrepreneurs would greet them with smiles and try to build good relationships with them.

At this moment, they all appeared in droves, each one acting as if they were interviewing, nervously and expectantly fantasizing about an opportunity to reach the pinnacle of life.

The news that the ultimate winner of the God of Gamblers competition was staying at the Lisboa Hotel spread like wildfire, and his status as a super-rich patron drove countless private banks and wealth management institutions crazy, offering incredibly generous terms in an attempt to win over this Mr. Q.

"Next person!"

The door opened, and a Standard Chartered Bank manager in a suit walked out dejectedly.

Everyone couldn't help but stare in astonishment. If even a well-established bank like this couldn't attract this amount of funds, then who else could catch the eye of that wealthy Mr. Q?

As time went by, one by one they left dejectedly, as if they had lost their parents.

"Ms. Tong, even long-established banks with a century-long history have been eliminated. Do private banks like ours really have the ability to compete with these peers?"

Among the waiting banking institutions, Tong Keren stood out with her noble bearing, like a crane among chickens. She wore a neat and simple work makeup, but it could not hide her magnificent and elegant temperament, like a peony in full bloom.

"If we don't even dare to try, then we truly have no chance at all!"

Tong Keren kept her head down, writing something in her notebook, repeatedly rehearsing what questions the mysterious Mr. Q would ask her and how she should answer them...

Now that her father has relinquished all power and handed over the reins of Tong's Private Bank to her, many of the elders are waiting to see her make a fool of herself. Only by demonstrating her abilities and methods in her first three moves can she intimidate them; otherwise, she will face difficulties in the future.

Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, she will do everything she can to secure Mr. Q's enormous assets, which are coveted by countless bank managers. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"Next!" "Miss Tong, it's our turn!"

Tong Keren took a deep breath and walked in slowly with all her might. However, to her surprise, she did not see Mr. Q himself. Instead, she could only see a blurry figure behind a screen.

You only have five minutes.

A hoarse, aged voice came from behind the screen, and it seemed vaguely familiar.

But she couldn't remember.

Upon hearing that there were only five minutes left, Tong Keren felt a chill run down her spine. She immediately cleared her mind of all distractions and blurted out her thoughts in one breath.

"As far as I know, Mr. Q, as the final winner of the God of Gamblers competition, you inherited a prize of up to eight billion US dollars, most of which is in cash, with the remainder being bank drafts, real estate, vehicles, etc..."

"According to Australian law, a 35% gaming tax is required. That translates to US$2.8 billion, a huge loss that would be unacceptable to anyone! Tax avoidance strategies are therefore extremely important!"

"Our Tong's Private Bank is affiliated with the Tong's Group, which possesses a cluster of industrial enterprises, foreign exchange reserves, and a comprehensive legal team... Therefore, your cash can be legally mitigated by converting it into Tong's Group shares, depositing or withdrawing foreign currency, or signing agreements for profit sharing in high-quality industrial enterprises..."

"Ultimately, we can save you at least two billion dollars from your losses, requiring only eight hundred million dollars in taxes..."

A voice came from behind the screen: "This price is not competitive."

The Standard Chartered Bank manager who was just politely declined could guarantee at least 2.4 billion in losses to be recovered. However, the method was rather unorthodox, essentially a borderline money laundering tactic, and its safety is questionable. If the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) gets involved and the investigation is unclear, the funds will be frozen for good.

Many other veteran bank managers also offered guarantees exceeding Tong Keren's quote by an additional two hundred million US dollars.

The competition is fierce, and this is not just a matter of two dollars.

Tong Keren remained calm and explained clearly, "I am well aware that my quote is not the cheapest, but it is definitely the safest!"

I'm referring to the safety of all your funds!

Tong Keren got straight to the point, fully demonstrating that her talent is far from just a pretty face.

"Those so-called managers outside are, to put it bluntly, just high-level employees. They have no background or connections, and they are subject to layers of superiors. Any decision they make is hindered, and they are simply not fully responsible for your assets!"

"Admittedly, I have noticed that there are indeed several prominent bank heirs outside, but aren't they all surrounded by dozens of siblings, embroiled in a fierce battle for their family fortunes? Are you willing to let your assets become a casualty of their infighting?"