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

Even if he invests, he, who is not the head of the hall, can only receive 20% of the profits, which is pitifully little.

He's not even as dashing as Chicken. Who told him to be such a freeloader and get involved with Ke'en, who's quite wealthy? I heard he just bought a used Mercedes a few days ago, which is more impressive than my boss's!

"Hao Nan! What's wrong?"

Big B, clutching his cell phone, shook his pants and lit a cigarette.

Chan Ho-nam gritted his teeth and mustered his courage to say, "Brother B, you see, we've pretty much finished the movie, and it's not appropriate for your wife to keep staying with me... I plan to finalize the divorce papers soon so you can reconcile..."

Upon hearing this, Brother B thought to himself, "How can I possibly agree to this!"

If my wife comes back, how will my darling surprise me?

In the past, he would have agreed without hesitation, but now that he's at the peak of his life, his wife is a complete burden. He must have lost his mind to bring her back.

Hao Nan is a sensible guy who takes over the family, supporting his wife and children. Of course, he should seize the last bit of his middle age and enjoy himself. When he can't play around anymore, he can bring them over to enjoy family life. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Anyway, everything is perfectly legitimate, and no one can find fault with it!

So what if I get mocked for wearing a "forgiveness hat"? People can say whatever they want!

You'll get used to it!

Big B patted Chan Ho-nam on the shoulder and earnestly said, "Ho-nam, I understand your intentions, but there are still many eyes watching you! After all, the rules are strict, and this is a crucial moment for you to take up your post. You absolutely cannot let us down!"

"Although I've endured countless scornful looks and ridicule these past few days, what does this little grievance matter to me? As long as my little brother is successful, that's all that matters!"

Chen Haonan clicked his tongue. Although it made a lot of sense, I still felt that something was wrong!

"But Sister-in-law B has brought the children here these past few days, which is a bit inconvenient..."

"It's normal for children to be inseparable from their mothers, and it's something I agreed to!" Big B said with full trust. "Hao Nan, I believe you can take good care of them. Anyway, the children are very close to you and idolize you. I feel at ease leaving them in your care!"

Big B's words were so frank and so perfectly natural.

It's so great when the brat isn't around!

No need to worry about picking up and dropping off students every day, or dealing with the overwhelming amount of homework assigned by teachers; all of that can be left to Chen Haonan. He's loyal and righteous, so he'll definitely do a great job.

He didn't have a good reason to be a hands-off boss before, but now he has a legitimate reason to get rid of the burden and completely let himself go.

On the contrary, absence makes the heart grow fonder. When he went to see the children with gifts, the mischievous kids were exceptionally affectionate towards him, saving their good temper for him.

Poor nanny Chan Ho-nam has been reduced to a thankless, haggard housewife.

Seeing that Chan Ho-nam was stammering and about to say something more, Big B took a step back, adopting a considerate demeanor towards his subordinate: "Ho-nam, I understand. Have you been spending a bit too much lately? Here, I'll write you a check..."

"No, no, no, Brother B, how can I take your money?"

"Hey, Hao Nan, you're really loyal and righteous! Of all these underlings, you're the one I think the most! Do your job well. Mr. Jiang has already told me that he's planning to promote you to Red Pole at the next Hung Hing meeting!"

Brother B nodded in satisfaction, finished drawing the last pie, and then left humming a little tune without looking back.

A series of punches landed, and the pancake was forced down his throat, leaving Chan Ho-nam choking and on the verge of tears.

I'm sorry, Brother B, I lied to you earlier.

Actually, I'm really short of money. My refusal just now was just a polite gesture!

Why couldn't you just eat a little more!

Also, I really want to move to a different house and live on my own.

I miss the happy life of being single so much... It hurts, it hurts so much!

Now for the threat! Everyone, please hand over your monthly votes obediently, or Michelin-starred Mrs. B will crawl into your bed tonight, hehehehe...

"Hey, what's wrong with Haonan? He came out of the bathroom looking like a wilted eggplant, all listless and droopy?"

Thirteen Sister, puffing on her cigar, muttered to herself with a puzzled look on her face.

"I don't know, maybe he was just hurt..." Qin Tai spread his hands innocently. "After all, sometimes feeling insignificant, standing out from the crowd, is also a kind of pain!"

"Damn, I didn't realize Hao Nan was such a good fighter. I never expected such a big difference!"

Thirteen Sister seemed to have stumbled upon some earth-shattering gossip.

Given her position as the head of Portland Street, it's believed that all sorts of gossip and scandals about Chan Ho-nam will spread throughout Hung Hing and even the entire underworld...

Han Bin, however, was more interested in another topic: "Atai, how exactly did you manage to take down the old demon's territory so quietly? I heard you had almost no casualties?"

"Yes, yes, I want to know too! It's common for flags to be pulled down and planted, but isn't every one of them a large-scale and protracted tug-of-war? But you've only been in Australia for a few days, and not a single word has come out. That's really unbelievable!"

Thirteen Sister asked out of curiosity, her face full of disbelief.

The crown prince scratched his head, racking his brains: "That old devil is not an easy guy to deal with. He has a strong army under his command, and he was a formidable enemy when we fought for territory before! I really can't figure out how you managed to take him down. I didn't hear a thing!"

They had no choice but to be shocked and speechless, because everything happened so suddenly and so quickly.

So fast that even Tung Sing didn't have time to react. If it weren't for the fact that it was the day the triad collected its monthly fees, Tung Sing's Camel would probably have been kept in the dark the whole time. That's why he was so furious and came to confront the triad leader, Chiang Tin-sang, and demand an explanation!

But let alone Tung Sing, even Hung Hing was completely bewildered. When Leung Kwan returned and informed them that their territory had been further expanded, all the gang leaders could hardly believe their ears.

They went to Australia to invest and make money, so why did they only bring a few people with them?

Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake!

Moreover, that old devil is a well-known figure in Tung Sing, with a strong and well-equipped army under his command, and he also has weapons at his disposal. From any perspective, the small number of men that Liang Kun brought is simply not enough to compete with. The difference in strength is huge!

But you did just that, making money without any delay, and you even took down the local tyrant and seized the territory. It's like something out of a comic book.

"Well, I'll keep you in suspense for now!" Qin Tai said with a smile. "Once the people from Dongxing arrive, the details of the process will be clear, so I won't spoil it for you."

Of course, the main reason is that he's too lazy to waste his breath saying it twice.

"Tch, you only say half a sentence, I curse you to choke on your water!"

Thirteen Sister gave the middle finger.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

After a noisy commotion outside, reminiscent of the usual gangsters shoving and pushing, the top brass of Tung Sing strode in menacingly. The four remaining members of Tung Sing led the way on either side, with Uncle Ben, the white-haired old man, standing in the middle, and Camel, naturally, leading the charge, burning with rage.

"Mr. Luo, please have a seat..."

Jiang Tiansheng stood up to greet him, but before he could say anything polite, Camel's spittle flew all over his face as he unleashed a torrent of abuse.

"Chiang Tin-sang, you hypocrite, stop pretending! You Hung Hing guys have no martial ethics, no code of honor, you've taken down our flag in Macau, and seized the gambling license belonging to Tung Sing. What do you mean by this? Are you planning a full-scale war to the death?"

Jiang Tian was so angry his nose almost crooked. He treated me like a grandson in public and berated me. Don't I have any shame?

The important thing is, I just found out about this myself!