Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"It's not that bad yet." Chen Gang stretched his shoulders. "But I admit I underestimated you."

The two men resumed their stances, and this time Chen Gang abandoned his contempt.

Each of his attacks was carried with the ruthlessness of a soldier, as if he wanted to kill his opponent.

Liu Wenhao didn't dare to be careless either, as he could sense the murderous aura emanating from Chen Gang, which came from the battlefield.

This is completely different from the petty squabbles on campus.

Chapter 1159 is simple!

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes passed.

Both of them were drenched in sweat, and their movements began to slow down.

In the audience, even breathing could be clearly heard.

"That's enough." Chen Gang suddenly stopped. "You win."

There was an uproar.

Liu Wenhao was also somewhat surprised: "You're not going to continue?"

“There’s no point in continuing.” Chen Gang straightened his clothes. “Your willpower is stronger than I thought. And…” He paused, “I can tell you’re holding back.”

Liu Wenhao did not deny it.

"As agreed, I will no longer interfere in matters between students." After saying this, Chen Gang turned and left the gymnasium.

Looking at his retreating figure, Liu Wenhao knew he had earned the respect of an opponent.

As the crowd began to disperse, Li Hao ran over excitedly: "You really beat Chen Gang! Now who in our school dares to disagree?"

Liu Wenhao did not answer; his gaze searched for that figure in the crowd.

Lin Xiaoyu stood in the corner, quietly watching him.

Their eyes met, she nodded slightly, and then turned and left.

"What are you looking at?" Li Hao followed his gaze.

"It's nothing." Liu Wenhao looked away. "Let's go, it's time to go back."

The next day, the whole school was talking about what happened the day before.

Liu Wenhao's name spread to every corner, and even senior high school students began to pay attention to this transfer student from the first year of high school.

"What do we do now?" Li Hao asked, his excitement tinged with unease. "I feel like things are getting a little out of control."

Liu Wenhao understood his concerns.

The taller the tree, the more the wind will blow against it; now he has become the target of everyone's criticism.

Sure enough, at lunchtime, an unfamiliar face appeared in the cafeteria.

He was a tall, thin boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He looked refined and gentle, but his gait exuded a cold and sinister aura.

"You're Liu Wenhao?" The boy walked up to him, his voice soft but unusually clear in the noisy cafeteria.

"Who are you?" Liu Wenhao looked up at him.

"My name is Zhao Mingxuan, and I'm the student council president for the senior year." The boy pushed up his glasses. "I'd like to talk to you."

Student council president? Liu Wenhao became interested.

In his mind, student council members were all bookworms who only knew how to talk theory.

"What to talk about?"

"About your future at school," Zhao Mingxuan sat down. "I heard about what happened yesterday; it was quite interesting."

"and then?"

“And that’s where the problem lies.” Zhao Mingxuan smiled, but the smile was unsettling. “Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you defeated Chen Gang?”

Liu Wenhao put down his chopsticks: "What are you trying to say?"

“What I’m trying to say is that the real rules of this school aren’t made by force,” Zhao Mingxuan said softly, “but by intellect.”

"for example?"

“For example, do you know why Chen Gang came to this school?” Zhao Mingxuan asked rhetorically.

Liu Wenhao frowned; he hadn't really thought about this question.

“Because the higher-ups felt that the school’s atmosphere was too bad and needed to be rectified,” Zhao Mingxuan continued. “And Chen Gang’s arrival was itself a signal.”

"What signal?"

"A signal for reform." Zhao Mingxuan pushed up his glasses. "However, it seems that this reform has encountered resistance."

Liu Wenhao understood what he meant: "You mean, there will be even tougher measures?"

"Smart." Zhao Mingxuan nodded. "As far as I know, the Municipal Education Bureau is already considering sending a working group to the school. At that point, it won't be as simple as just Chen Gang."

Liu Wenhao was deep in thought.

Chapter 1160 is lively!

If what Zhao Mingxuan said is true, then his current actions are indeed somewhat reckless.

"So what's your suggestion?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“Cooperation,” Zhao Mingxuan stated his purpose. “You have military power, I have wisdom and information channels. By joining forces, we can both protect our existing interests and deal with the impending crisis.”

“Sounds good,” Liu Wenhao nodded, “but I have a question.”

"What questions?"

"Why do you want to cooperate with me? Logically speaking, the student council and people like us should be on the opposite side."

Zhao Mingxuan laughed: "Who says that students in the student council are necessarily good students?"

These words made Liu Wenhao re-evaluate the refined and gentle boy in front of him.

“You can’t imagine the power the student union has,” Zhao Mingxuan said in a low voice. “Exam arrangements, scholarship allocations, recommendation letter reviews—all of these are in our hands.”

"So you also have your own businesses?" Liu Wenhao understood.

“Of course. And it’s much bigger than your protection money business,” Zhao Mingxuan said smugly. “It’s just that we do it more discreetly.”

Liu Wenhao had to admit that Zhao Mingxuan was indeed very intelligent.

"So, how exactly will we cooperate?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“It’s very simple. You continue to manage your military affairs, and I’ll handle foreign relations and information gathering,” Zhao Mingxuan said. “When a crisis occurs, we’ll work together to deal with it.”

How will the profits be distributed?

"We'll split it 40/60, I get 40% and you get 60%," Zhao Mingxuan readily agreed. "After all, the use of force is riskier."

Liu Wenhao felt that the suggestion was fairly fair.

Moreover, in the long run, having a smart partner is indeed a good thing.

"make a deal."

The two shook hands.

Just then, Li Hao ran over in a panic: "Something terrible has happened! Wang Lei has been beaten up!"

"What?" Liu Wenhao stood up. "What's going on?"

"I heard they're from another school," Li Hao said breathlessly. "Students from No. 1 Middle School, saying they want to settle scores with you!"

Zhao Mingxuan pushed up his glasses: "It seems the trouble is coming sooner than I thought."

Liu Wenhao sneered: "Perfect, I also want to see the outside world."

After school in the afternoon, Liu Wenhao, along with Li Hao and several of his men, arrived at the school gate.

Sure enough, a group of students wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School were waiting there.

The leader was a boy with dyed red hair and an arrogant expression.

"You're Liu Wenhao?" The red-haired youth sized him up. "I heard you're quite the fighter?"

"Who are you?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"My name is Zhang Meng, the top dog at No. 1 High School," the red-haired boy grinned. "I've come here today to meet you."

"Why?" Liu Wenhao knew things weren't that simple.

"Because you touched someone you shouldn't have." Zhang Meng's expression darkened. "Wang Lei is my man, how dare you touch him?"

Liu Wenhao suddenly realized.

It turns out Wang Lei has this other connection.

"Wang Lei and I had a fair competition; I didn't use excessive force," Liu Wenhao explained.

"A fair competition?" Zhang Meng sneered. "You make him lose face in front of the whole school, and you call that fair?"

It seems Zhang Meng is here to cause trouble.

Liu Wenhao stopped wasting words and asked, "So what do you want?"

“It’s simple.” Zhang Meng cracked his knuckles. “You fight me. If you win, all is well. If you lose, you’ll kneel down and apologize to Wang Lei.”

"Okay." Liu Wenhao agreed without hesitation.

The two men set up their fighting stances in the open space in front of the school.

More and more students gathered to watch, and even some passersby stopped to see what was going on.

Chapter 1161 difficulty!

"What's the difficulty?"

“Real-time inventory management, dynamic pricing, and intelligent delivery route planning all require complex algorithms,” Li Ming said, counting on his fingers. “And we also need to ensure the stability and security of the system.”

“That’s why I need you.” Su Yue looked at him. “Li Ming, are you willing to take the risk with me?”

Li Ming remained silent for a long time, then smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Yue, do you know how much my annual salary is at the foreign company? 30. If I start a business with you, I'll lose all of that."

"But if we succeed, you will get much more than 30."

"What if it fails?"

“Then we’ll find new jobs.” Su Yue patted him on the shoulder. “If all else fails, we can start over.”

Li Ming pushed up his glasses, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes: "Let me think about it some more."

"Okay, but don't think about it too long. Opportunity waits for no one."

Just then, Su Yue's phone rang. The caller ID showed an unknown number.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Su, this is the operations director for North China region of ChouTuan Waimai," a woman's voice came from the phone. "We'd like to speak with you."

Su Yue was stunned: "Ugly Group?"

Li Ming also perked up his ears.

"Yes, we are very interested in your business model and would like to discuss it in person." The woman's voice was very professional. "Do you have time tonight?"

"Tonight?" Su Yue glanced at his watch. "It's only 2:30 in the afternoon."

"Our CEO Wang is flying to Shanghai tonight. If possible, we hope to meet him before he leaves."

Su Yue considered for a few seconds: "Okay, what time and what place?"

"7 PM, 28th floor, Block A, Guomao Building, Ugly Group North China Office."

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

After hanging up the phone, Li Ming's eyes widened: "The Ugly Gang is here too?"

“It seems so.” Su Yue frowned. “This news spread far too fast.”

"Could it be that those companies deliberately leaked it?"