What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 398 Good People and Good Deeds
"uncle!"

"Eita, you're getting old too."

Naoto Horikawa is already halfway to the ground, and his nephew, Eita Horikawa, is also an old man who is almost seventy years old.

However, in the Japanese version, Eita Horikawa, at this age, not only did not retire, but was still a bigwig at Mitsubishi Corporation, in charge of many core businesses.

Horikawa Eita was one of the last few people Horikawa Naoya was still close to. The two were very happy to see each other and chatted for a while before arriving at the hotel. They then went out to a very authentic restaurant in Hong Kong to continue their reminiscing.

After they disappeared into the elevator, a man and a woman came out of the next room.

One of the men looked down at his collar and said:

"The target has moved! Team 9, prepare!"

"Group 9 understands. Did you put the item in his bag?"

"Don't worry, please proceed as planned."

The two went downstairs to check out like a young couple on vacation. Soon after, the hotel manager brought a stranger to Horikawa Nao's room.

“Mr. Horikawa forgot something. I am his nephew’s assistant. You can call to verify.”

After the hotel manager confirmed the details by phone, he swiped his card to open the door and watched as his assistant quickly found a handbag in the room and took it away.

……

"Speaking of which, I've eaten quite a lot of Japanese food in Northeast China, but there are indeed relatively few high-end dishes there."

Horikawa Naoki knelt on the tatami mat with a smile, chatting as he waited for the meal to be served.

"The fish here are all air-freighted from Hokkaido, you're sure to be satisfied."

Eita hadn't seen his uncle in a long time, but he also had a little ulterior motive:
"Uncle, I heard that you supervised the renovation of the Yamato at the University of Tokyo."

"..."

Horikawa, sitting opposite him, sighed and picked up his teacup as if he had expected it:

“I knew you would ask these questions, but I…”

Before Horikawa could finish speaking, they suddenly heard the sound of glass shattering outside, followed by the pushing of tables and chairs and a commotion.

The two stepped off the tatami mats. From their position on the second floor, they could see what was happening below by pushing open the screen.

"You brat, I've only been gone three days and you're already trying to start your own business. You worshipped Guan Gong and said you'd follow me, and now you're saying you don't want to anymore?"

"Salty Leopard" excitedly waved his arms and kicked his underling who was rolling on the ground.

The latter struggled to sit up, still defiant, and shouted back:
"Brother Leopard, I've been managing the restaurant all these years. I've taken the blame for supplier price increases and Dongxin's troubles without ever complaining!"
A few days ago you went to Annam and took a large sum of money, but what about us? I, Aji, don't owe you anything. Ask them how many people still believe in you!

The leopard lowered his head and chuckled, whether out of guilt or disdain, it was unclear.

However, to everyone's surprise, Aji suddenly pulled out a dagger and made as if to pounce.

Fortunately, the leopard was quick-witted and dodged, and his henchmen on both sides rushed forward to hold Aji down.

He suddenly roared, ripped open his shirt, and kicked over the Guan Gong statue in the hall, shouting like a madman amidst the sound of shattering porcelain:

"Lord Guan, what good is worshipping you? Now even your underlings dare to stab their boss! Give me the knife, give me the knife! If I don't enforce the family rules today, how will I ever show my face again?"

Just as the salty leopard placed Aji's hand on the table and was about to chop it down, a screeching sound of brakes came from the doorway.

It was three ten-wheeled trucks in a row. One of them stopped and then immediately reversed, blocking the gate with its rear end.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of burly men wearing matching black t-shirts with a gold "G" snail logo jumped out of the truck bed and surrounded Salty Leopard and his men.

The latter immediately drew his weapon, but the people in front of him were clearly well-trained and showed no fear even when unarmed, instead moving even closer.

A young man stepped out of the cab of a ten-wheeled truck, followed by a blonde foreign woman who got out of the passenger seat and a plump woman who slowly walked in. "Mom?"

The leopard's eyes bloodshot the moment it saw the woman, and it roared:

"Come at me if you have a problem! Don't you dare touch my mother's XXXX!"

However, Leopard Brother's mother suddenly wiped away her tears and said to the young man beside her:
“I’m really worried about Shanzong. He might collapse on the roadside any day now. I hope you can help him turn over a new leaf.”

Tang Wen nodded seriously, then looked at the lecherous leopard he had met once before and said sincerely:
"Ah Bao, don't go further down the wrong path. You should leave this line of work and find a job."

"I am XXX, you are XXXX, old XXX..."

Faced with Leopard Brother, who was both angry and afraid to approach, only daring to chatter and fawn, Tang Wen sighed before clearing his throat and saying:

"Mr. Chen Shanzong, because you have gone astray and embarked on a path of no return, your guardian, Ms. Huang, has entrusted our Greater Bay Area Youth Skills Training School to take you in and provide you with a year of free, intensive education to cultivate your excellent character in all aspects of literature, art, physical education, aesthetics, and labor, and to help you master a skill. In the future, you will repay your tuition fees with a salary from a contracted job."

"Awei, please help this student!"

"Yes!"

The burly men swarmed forward, instantly subduing everyone on the ground, and then gently helped them into the truck bed.

Ah Bao's underlings are still struggling:
"Boss, you only need to arrest Brother Leopard, we don't need training!"

"It's nothing, your family will contact you."

Tang Wen calmly handed out an admission notice to everyone before sending these wailing and crying guys into the truck bed.

Just before getting into the car, A-Bao struggled desperately, but his mother also came up and pushed him into the car, saying:
"Shanzong, Boss Tang has hundreds of billions in assets and doesn't want anything from you. He just wants to give you a chance to turn over a new leaf. Once you go there, you must learn a skill and become an oil worker. Being a seaman is too dangerous. Mom will come to see you."

"Mom, don't believe his nonsense!"

Snapped!
The powerful slap from Huang's mother silenced him instantly, and half of his face turned red.

Although she showed no mercy, she still looked at Dewey, who was sweating profusely, with tears in her eyes and said:
"Please, you must help me discipline them properly."

"Yes Yes."

On the other side, Aji, who had narrowly escaped with his hand, recognized the notorious Tang Fuhao. Just as he was about to thank him, the latter pointed him over:
"You go too, and don't forget to call all your underlings."

Aji was horrified:

"Dude, I'm already 29, and my two kids are both eight years old!"

"Education doesn't discriminate based on age. Learning is endless, don't you understand? You're never too old to learn!"

Aji let out a howl and was also given an admission notice, and was pushed onto the truck bed along with everyone else.

Tang Wen nodded in satisfaction and said to Du Wei and A Sheng beside him:
"Have you learned it? Hong Kong is very law-abiding. What we need to do is give those who have gone astray a chance to reform, not arrest people, understand?"

Seeing the two nodding vigorously, Tang Wen smiled and took Huang's mother's hand, saying:

"Please rest assured, we are a legitimate organization with a venue in Hong Kong, and you can come to visit every week."

Remember, never send money. The school provides food and lodging; if they have money, they'll just gamble.

Moved, Huang's mother grasped Tang Wen's hand. Just then, several paparazzi carrying video cameras squeezed through the crack in the door and began snapping away at the touching scene.

Under the camera's gaze, Tang Wen personally cleaned the lobby and then spoke warmly to the camera about how the Da Wan Skills Training School admits students regardless of age. Parents can simply make a phone call to send their rebellious children to the school for re-education, which not only guarantees educational success but also provides job placement.

Only after this act of kindness did he get into his ten-wheeled truck and leave, allowing Horikawa and his nephew upstairs to witness the entire process.

Both of them spoke Chinese. After everything was over, Horikawa Eita stroked his chin:
"Ah, my grandson is a bad student and a biker gang member. I wish Japan had a school like that."

(End of this chapter)