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"Let's go, Ada, you're the star tonight."

Xiao Lin gave Cao Dahua a smile and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "When you join the Major Crimes Unit, remember to take care of the brothers."

"No, no, please don't say that, Brother Lin! Please take good care of me in the future!"

Cao Dahua's smile at this moment was even harder to suppress than AK's. He never dreamed that one day he would have such good fortune, with credit and wealth being delivered to his doorstep, the kind of thing that he couldn't refuse!

Having lived most of my life, I've always been a supporting character, the kind of person who sets off the main character.

And now, he has a day when he can turn the tables and become the main character?

Qin Tai, accompanied by his driver Wang Jianguo and his newly recruited henchman Gao Jinwei, drove to Sha Tin to tell his story.

"Boss, aren't you trusting this cop a bit too much? What if he's just pretending to cooperate and then turns his back on us after he's in the Major Crimes Unit? Shouldn't we prepare a videotape to keep on hand?"

Wang Jianguo explained his thoughts while driving.

Gao Jin volunteered, "Should I call Xiao Lin now?"

"No need." Qin Tai waved his hand, looking somewhat unfathomable. "If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them. When you're out in the world, you can't easily trust people, but if you don't trust anyone, you won't live long."

"I trust my own judgment, just as I trust you all—I have complete faith in you!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianguo and Gao Jin were deeply moved, their eyes reddening, and they felt a surge of emotion and impulse to die for a friend.

What is personal charisma? What does it mean to prioritize loyalty?

What incredible trust!

Indeed, even a cunning old fox like Han Chen, with his deep scheming and resourcefulness, always keeps a tight rein on his most trusted subordinates, keeping a large number of call records as a means of blackmail to protect himself.

Without the halo of loyalty, Qin Tai wouldn't dare to be so confident.

It was purely because he had the cheat code in hand that Qin Tai could see that Cao Dahua's loyalty was already as high as 60 the moment he surrendered.

He had already verified this with the jackals; those born with a rebellious nature had a negative loyalty rating.

The undercover agent with a dual identity also hovers between 30 and 50, and is always at risk of being betrayed.

Cao Dahua, after just one meeting, whether out of self-preservation or attracted by Qin Tai's promises, has already reached 60 loyalty points right from the start, which is enough to show that he is trustworthy.

They're all seasoned veterans who've lived most of their lives and are well-versed in the ways of the world. So-called honor and justice can't bind them at all; at best, they're just fooling hot-blooded newcomers.

The most important thing is to have tangible, real-world benefits.

Cao Dahua wasn't stupid. If he continued on his original life trajectory, even if he went ashore, he would only be a sergeant at the very bottom. At his age, he would work as a handyman and logistics staff, and he could live a mediocre life until retirement.

Another kind of life, and only Qin Tai can give him everything he wants.

More importantly, Cao Dahua doesn't have strong ambitions. After making meritorious contributions and getting promoted, he's too busy enjoying life to be foolish enough to dig his own grave.

The most powerful advantage for a time traveler is to fully grasp the plot and character settings and address them accordingly!

Sha Tin, a Chaozhou-style teahouse.

What should have been a leisurely spot for bird gazing and tea drinking has now been booked by the two largest powers in Sha Tin.

The table was surrounded by Brother Xiaosai's men and Zhongqing Society members. Looking around, it was filled with tattooed gangsters, making one feel intimidated.

Passersby and diners were so frightened that they turned around and left without daring to linger. The teahouse owner and his staff were terrified and dared not accept a penny of tea money. They served tea to each person with smiles and said all sorts of nice things, for fear that these thugs would start a fight at the slightest provocation and they would have to bear the losses themselves.

Sigh, life is really tough.

I heard today it's a triad meeting, and all the people who came are big shots from Sha Tin. I also heard that a Hung Hing triad member is here. With such a special presence, who would dare to be negligent?

Having never seen such a scene before, Zhu Wanfang was so frightened that she fell silent, nervously following behind her father, Zhu Wenxiong. The latter was also trembling with fear. Although he had been involved in the underworld before, he was, to put it bluntly, just an old man with no achievements.

He spends his days drinking and chatting, constantly talking about retiring from the underworld, but in reality, he's just too old and has no achievements, so he's been kicked out of the gang.

But even if you lose, you can't lose face, since your daughter is the center of the storm.

There was no way to avoid it!

He could only steel himself and lead his daughter to the tea table in the center of the second floor, where he respectfully bowed to the veteran gangster he once belonged to: "Brother Sheng!"

This Brother Sheng is a veteran member of the gang that Brother Xiaosai used to belong to, and he used to have a glorious past.

However, after making a name for himself, he became arrogant and went solo, no longer caring about the gang.

Although Brother Sheng's glory days are over and he's now just a name, he still holds a senior position, so when it comes to matters of the underworld, he's always asked to be a witness or mediator.

Zhu Wenxiong was secretly astonished. He never expected that his daughter, an insignificant figure on the fringes of society, would alarm this big shot.

Even Brother Sheng personally took action?

This is no ordinary size!

"Brother Sheng, I only have this one daughter. What if she goes astray? I'm worried..." Zhu Wenxiong pleaded with a worried expression, sporting a bald head and a beer belly.

Brother Sheng stubbed out his cigarette and said confidently, "Wenxiong, although you've retired from the underworld, you're still one of us. Everything will be easy to discuss!"

"That's great, Brother Sheng, I'm counting on you for everything!" Zhu Wenxiong bowed and poured tea with a fawning expression, showing his humility.

Zhu Wanfang sat stiffly, like a student whose parents had been called in by the head teacher to discuss their grades. She nervously looked around and, finding that Qin Tai was nowhere to be seen, became even more uneasy.

"Boss!" "Boss!" "Handsome Bro!"

The suave underlings present all stood up, creating quite a spectacle. They bowed and scraped, with tattooed gangsters of blue dragons and white tigers clearing the way for them, displaying utter arrogance.

A dashing guy who looked just like a crow strode out with an air of arrogance, a Rolex on his left wrist and a cigarette lit in his right, his expression utterly cocky.

"Brother Sheng, you're here so early?" Handsome Brother plopped down in an arrogant posture.

"Handsome guy, please have some tea."

Zhu Wenxiong, with a forced smile, bowed and scraped like a doorman despite his advanced age, serving tea and water.

"Damn it, who do you think you are to serve me tea?"

He spat out a mouthful of phlegm, poured it out without even glancing at it, and ordered a pot of Biluochun tea for himself.

Zhu Wanfang felt a pang of sorrow and helplessness as she watched her father, the pillar of the family, being so humiliated and forced to nod and smile.

Qin Tai is absolutely right. If beauty isn't guaranteed, it's a sure way to fail.

If she couldn't find a powerful backer to protect her in this society, she was destined for a tragic end. Fortunately, she made a wise choice and boarded Qin Tai's giant ship. Otherwise, she wouldn't even have had the chance to make peace today, and might have been bullied to death by the gangsters.

"Handsome, I heard you're quite influential, taking in people ranging from three to eighty years old, but you don't discipline them properly. They're either on drugs or causing trouble, making all the gang leaders in Sha Tin very unhappy with you!" Brother Sheng, relying on his age, adopted the air of an elder to support him.

But the dashing guy completely disregarded the former big boss and said to himself, "Brother Sheng, I don't need to recruit people specifically. My brothers come to me because of my reputation. I can't just turn them down, can I? You're a gangster yourself. If your men don't cause trouble everywhere, where will they get their protection money?"