After being reborn, I refused to be a sucker, and my whole family was dumbfounded.

Chapter 40

That evening, Lin Ling gathered Black Wolf and his gang and booked an entire banquet hall at the Emperor's Feast.

He looked at the thugs, whose hair had been dyed black and who were dressed in well-tailored suits, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

They're like monkeys dressed in human clothes—they're uncomfortable no matter what.

It looks awkward.

After Black Wolf put on the suit, he looked every bit the underworld boss.

He approached Lin Ling with a smile: "President Lin, how was it?"

"I still need to get used to it a bit more." Lin Ling smiled faintly, "You're quite efficient."

“Money makes things faster.” Black Wolf laughed heartily. “You have no idea, when I led my brothers into the barbershop, we scared everyone inside away.”

"After much persuasion, they finally came back to help the brothers dye their hair."

Lin Ling looked at everyone with satisfaction: "Well done. I really hope to see the day when Brother Black Wolf can revitalize the Jianghu of Nanzhou."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Lin." Black Wolf said sincerely; "If it weren't for you, I, Black Wolf, might have lived my life in a daze."

"Don't worry, I will definitely do my best to handle the matter you entrusted to me."

Lin Ling nodded and looked at the thugs.

Black Wolf shouted, "Everyone stand up and greet President Lin!"

"Without President Lin, it would be impossible for the brothers of our former Black Wolf Gang to get together."

"I, Black Wolf, have no intention of returning to this line of work."

The thugs hurriedly stood up and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Boss Lin!"

Lin Ling chuckled: "Brothers, eat and drink well."

"As long as you follow me and stick with Black Wolf, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury from now on."

There was a burst of cheers at the scene.

After a long period of hardship, Lin Ling helped the thugs rediscover their former glory.

They were naturally very grateful to Lin Ling.

Lin Ling's voice turned serious: "Let me make this clear from the start: the old methods of fighting and killing are no longer effective, and I will not allow you to get involved in anything illegal."

"I don't want anyone here to be locked up in jail either."

There's a saying that goes, "The real underworld bosses are all polite and always dressed in suits."

"Those who only know how to fight and kill are all low-class thugs and hooligans."

The crowd echoed in agreement.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, we will definitely behave ourselves."

"Brother Black Wolf has already told us that from now on we'll just collect debts and stop collecting protection money."

“We’re not the same hooligans we used to be; we’re all handsome guys in suits now.”

As Lin Ling picked up his chopsticks, the lights on the table flickered.

Lin Ling squinted at this scene, quite satisfied.

With this group of people, dealing with the Lin family became much easier.

After a hearty meal and drinks, the thugs were all quite drunk and talking nonsense.

Black Wolf squinted, keeping his composure, and chuckled, "These brothers have been suppressing their emotions for too long. They finally got to release them today, so they lost their composure a bit. Please don't blame them, President Lin."

"It's nothing." Lin Ling smiled faintly: "I'll take them to the club later for a full-service package. They can come to me for reimbursement tomorrow with the receipts."

Black Wolf was taken aback, not expecting Lin Ling to be so proactive, and nodded.

"Okay, you guys play first, I'm leaving." Lin Ling said, then turned and left.

Ten minutes earlier, he had already called Yang Mengyu to come and pick him up.

He lit a cigarette and stood downstairs at the hotel, quietly waiting for Yang Mengyu.

Soon, a pink Tesla drove up.

Lin Ling took a few steps forward and realized it was Yang Mengyu's car.

Once in the car, Yang Mengyu scolded, "Why are you drinking in the middle of the night? Are you in a bad mood?"

Lin Ling smiled and said, "I treated Black Wolf and his brothers to a meal so they could get to know each other."

The car started slowly.

It was past 2 a.m., and the streets were deserted.

We passed through a construction road that was only a one-way street.

A minivan sped by and forced Yang Mengyu's car to stop.

Behind the car, a van blocked its retreat.

Yang Mengyu's pretty face turned pale with fright, and she said in a trembling voice, "It's over."