Hong Kong films: Drawing lots to determine death? I'll send the boss to the Western Paradise.

Chapter 263 "252" An Eye for an Eye

Inside the airport, Li Xinxin slowly disembarked from the plane, walked out of the street, and then made a phone call.

But before she could answer the call, a black MPV pulled up.

"Li Xinxin?" Tian Yangen asked, wearing sunglasses and rolling down the car window.

"It's me. You must be Miss Tian Yang'en?" Li Xinxin hung up the phone immediately upon seeing this.

"No need to call me Miss, just call me Tian Yang'en. Get in the car," Tian Yang'en said.

Li Xinxin nodded immediately.

Once everyone was in the car, Tian Yangen asked as he drove, "Are you the boss's translator? Did you study Thai before?"

"Are you his employee?" Li Xinxin asked, puzzled.

She then continued, "I graduated from the University of Hong Kong. I've been to Thailand a few times before, and I found the local dialect quite easy to learn, so I've done some research..."

"However, I haven't spoken to anyone in a long time, so I don't know if we've become rusty."

"I was just about to buy a few books to cram for the exam."

"You're quite honest," Tian Yang'en said with a smile.

Now she understood that the boss wanted Li Xinxin.

What translation do you need for this?

She knew that Nan Zheng was fluent in many languages ​​from Southeast Asia, and was definitely no less capable than this teacher who graduated from the University of Hong Kong...

Of course, it's not always the case that someone pretends to be weak to outsmart others.

Tian Yang'en, despite not having followed Nan Zheng for long, had learned quite a bit about her various tricks and schemes.

"Alright, I'll take you to the mall first and buy you some decent clothes." Tian Yang'en thought for a moment, then added:

"The boss doesn't really like red."

"Huh?" Li Xinxin glanced at her red short-sleeved shirt, somewhat puzzled.

"Am I a translator? Do I need to worry about whether the boss likes it or not?"

"If you want a high salary, the first step is naturally to know how to please others," Tian Yangen said casually.

"Besides, this isn't Hong Kong Island, where red represents glamour."

"It's easy for people to mistake you for a transvestite."

Ladyboys here are basically for sale.

This is not like the future, where everyone likes to change their sex and be spontaneous.

Nowadays, people undergo gender reassignment surgery or become transgender for one purpose—"making money."

Li Xinxin understood.

There's not much else to say.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the mall. Following Tian Yangen's instructions, Li Xinxin selected a few suitable clothes before being led to the tea room.

……

Meanwhile, Nan Zheng also received news of an assassination attempt at the bar.

He immediately sneered, "Damn it, I knew it!"

"These bastards are fucking audacious!"

"I never expected this Bobby to be so audacious, daring to assassinate a warlord and even try to frame him," Han Bin said with some surprise.

Then he looked at Nan Zheng:
"I also admire Mr. Nan's prediction; it was incredibly accurate."

Just thirty minutes earlier, Nan Zheng had anticipated that Bobby might assassinate Bei Mi.

After all, Hung Hing has already taken action, so how could they not take action against Che Baoshan?
If both sides are injured, then it can be defined as a mutual fight.

Then naturally no one would doubt the third party.

Therefore, Nan Zheng immediately ordered someone to check Che Baoshan's movements, and then did some tampering...

The assassination was carried out by Bobigan.

But the bomb was planted by Nan Zheng.

Although they are two separate events, they both occurred at the same time. If Che Baoshan becomes suspicious, he will definitely link the two events together as one...

Either suspect Hung Hing or suspect Bobby.

Once a goal is set, it's a fight to the death.

But that's exactly what Nan Zheng wanted.

Anyway, he and Che Baoshan are already at odds, so what difference would it make if they went to war again?
But if you shift the blame to Bobby and let them fight like dogs, it's a different story...

"Spread the word again, saying that Bobby did it. Make sure the other party knows immediately. Even if they don't, make sure the whole of Bangkok is buzzing with the news," Nan Zheng added.
"Isn't Uncle Kun a local bigwig? He can throw in a few million! I don't believe the whole of Bangkok won't hear about it."

"No problem." Han Bin nodded.

He then asked with a question, "But Mr. Nan, what if Bei Mi doesn't believe it?"

"I don't care if he believes it or not!" Nan Zheng scoffed.

"Why would they suspect me if they don't suspect outsiders? I just got here!"

"He was assassinated less than half a day after arriving in Thailand. I haven't even figured out who the killer is yet, how could they possibly be able to send someone to assassinate Bei Mi so quickly?"

"As long as he's not brain-dead, he'll figure it out soon."

Han Bin nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, Nan Zheng was right. He could plant a bomb because the car was parked on the side of the road. He could just ask someone and find out whose car it was.

But assassination is different.

Who knows if Bei Mi left the car on the east side and then went to the west side herself?

Nan Zheng also had Uncle Kun spend money in advance to have someone keep an eye on Bei Mi and Che Baoshan's cars so that she would know where they were.

It really isn't easy being an ordinary person.

"Of course, I don't care whether they have suspicions or not, I'm here to take them down anyway," Nan Zheng said with a faint smile.

"After spreading the word about Bobby, spread another message. Say that I was assassinated and that I suspect Che Baoshan did it."

"Then send gunmen to assassinate him, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

"OK!" Han Bin nodded.

Although he didn't know what Nan Zheng was going to do, he just did as she said.

In any case, Nan Zheng is in charge this time.

A moment later, Tian Yangen brought Li Xinxin in.

"boss!"

"Mr. Nan!" The two greeted each other in unison. Li Xinxin had met Nan Zheng before, so it was quite natural for her to do so.

"Teacher Li, you look even more beautiful." Nan Zheng glanced at her; her face was still as exquisite as ever.

No wonder he's called a "rich man harvester".

All the women breathed a sigh of relief after getting married.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Nan." Li Xinxin smiled, then added:

“I wonder what Mr. Nan wants me to do in Thailand? Otherwise, I’m not comfortable with taking nine thousand dollars a day.”

"Nine thousand yuan a day?" Upon hearing this, Nan Zheng immediately knew that Fei Jing was a lousy 'axe thief'.

I'll teach this bastard a lesson when we get back.

"The purpose of my visit here is very simple: I want to discuss some business... However, I don't understand Thai very well and I'm not very educated, so I need to hire a translator."

"It seems Mr. Nan is a self-made entrepreneur. No wonder he has achieved such success in Hong Kong at such a young age, making him someone to look up to." Li Xinxin nodded in understanding.

Nan Zheng immediately pointed and laughed loudly: "Look, cultured people speak differently! It's so satisfying to listen to them."

"I've decided to give you 15,000 a day."

Li Xinxin was stunned.

I haven't even done anything yet, how come my commission has already increased by half?

Tian Yangen was speechless; this method of picking up girls was really simple and crude.

They just threw money at it.

Now she truly understood Nan Zheng.

“Mr. Nan, I haven’t done anything yet, and you’ve already given me so much money and even sent me some luxury items and clothes… Isn’t this a bit much?” Li Xinxin felt like she was dreaming.

"There's nothing wrong with it, I say it's good, so it's good!" Nan Zheng said with a wave of her hand.

"Alright, Tian Yang'en, take Translator Li to the hotel and book a room right next to mine, just in case of any emergencies. I need it anytime! For the next few days in Thailand, just stay with her."

“Okay,” Tian Yangen said.

After leaving the tea room, Li Xinxin was still feeling dizzy.

Now she finally knows what true wealth and power really mean.

You can make a lot of money by flattering others.

This money came too fast.

Keep in mind that this was back in the 1980s, and 15,000 yuan a month was considered middle class.

At 15,000 a day, that's enough for half a floor on Hong Kong Island in ten days.

Han Bin returned in the evening.

"Mr. Nan, we have found some information."

"My friend helped me find out the details. She's a local expert here and knows a lot about the place, at least more than we do."

"Tell me about it," Nan Zheng said, lighting a cigarette.

"Popi is a local Thai who specializes in selling goods in this area. All his goods are sourced from the Golden Triangle region; he has direct access to these goods."

The channel partner is none other than Ba ​​Mian Fo, and the two have a deep connection.

Bobby's father used to be a brother who fought alongside Eight-Faced Buddha to build their empire. After his father passed away, Eight-Faced Buddha took in Bobby until he turned eighteen...

Therefore, even now, Bobby is still working for Eight-Faced Buddha, responsible for developing channels. Han Bin briefly explained the situation.

Nan Zheng understood why the other party had provoked the conflict.

It should also be mainly for the eight-faced Buddha.

After all, if he truly achieves a monopoly or acquires more territory, it will provide greater protection for both the distributors and his own interests.

This isn't Hong Kong Island; loose cargo doesn't require a site or manpower.

In Thailand, the more territory and manpower one has, the stronger one is considered to be, and those drug lords will naturally seek out these local drug lords for their drugs.

After all, this place was a lawless zone, where everyone was working for the warlords, so there was no question of legality or illegality.

If you're cool enough to make money for others, then you're definitely patriotic.

"Keep an eye on Bei Mi and Che Baoshan first, and see what they do," Nan Zheng said.

"If they don't take any action, then we'll help them out for free."

"Okay, I'll have Uncle Kun take care of it right away."

……

Meanwhile, inside Bobby's gang's headquarters, Bobby, having received word of the situation from the underworld, angrily kicked over the table and cursed, "I told you to assassinate Bei Mi, who the hell told you to plant a bomb?"

"Boss, we didn't put it there!" said one of the underlings who gave the orders.

"You still fucking say it wasn't you?" Bobby slapped the man across the face, furious.
"Planting bombs is one thing, but now they haven't even kept it a secret... Now the whole of Bangkok knows that we deliberately let them fight like dogs!"

"You bastard, you can't even do one thing right, what use are you to me?"

Bobby cursed and pulled out his Black Star, shooting the man dead.

They didn't give the other party a chance to refute them at all.

Planting the bomb is not important, nor is the success or failure of the assassination.

Just shift the blame to the other party.

But little did he know that he would now be unable to escape the blame and would be pinned on it.

No wonder Bobby was furious!
“Boss, the news has leaked. Many people have already received it, and it won’t be long before they make a move… Should we leave for a while, or ask Buddha for help?” The confidant next to him snapped his fingers, signaling someone to collect the bodies, and then asked. “Run? Where to run? All my business and interests are in Bangkok!” Bobby said irritably.

"And another thing, you need to ask Buddha for such a small thing? Don't you know who Eight-Faced Buddha is? Let alone whether he'll help or not, if I can't handle it myself, I might as well not be in this business."

"So what do we do next?" the confidant asked, unsure of Bobby's thoughts.

"Are you stupid? Just because they say I did it doesn't mean it really was me!" Bobby sneered.

"They'd better produce some evidence if they say I did it!"

"Or just open your mouth and say it, right? I could say I'm the King of Thailand."

The confidant nodded, "That makes sense."

At least Bobby has the Eight-Faced Buddha behind him, and most of the pink goods business in Thailand is inseparable from the Golden Triangle and the Eight-Faced Buddha.

When forces are evenly matched, evidence and facts must be presented.

Not to mention that the biggest source of income for warlords now is this kind of drug, followed by underground boxing matches.

Even if they knew it was Bobby who did it, they'd have to consider whether they could defeat the Eight-Faced Buddha if they wanted revenge...

Besides, there's no evidence yet.

So there's nothing to be afraid of for Bobby; just wait and see.

He was just annoyed that his henchman couldn't even handle such a small matter.

It is extremely disgraceful of one's own conduct.

"Go investigate again and find out who leaked the information. Hang their whole family!" Bobby added.
"Spread the word further down the street that I didn't do this. If anyone tries to frame me, then let's fight."

"I, Bobby, have never been afraid of anyone."

"Boss, I'll go get someone to take care of it now," the confidant nodded.

That's very much in line with normal people. Why shouldn't I stand up for myself if I didn't do it?

Take life and death lightly; if you're not convinced, then do something about it.

……

"General, you should know about the news outside?" Che Baoshan said as he entered a ward in a private hospital.

"I understand." Bei Mi said calmly. He was shirtless with his wound bandaged, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

“I never expected that this wasn’t done by Liang Zheng, but by Bobby!” Che Baoshan said, narrowing his eyes.

"That bastard is getting more and more arrogant now that he has the Eight-Faced Buddha backing him."

"Today it's an assassination attempt on you, General; tomorrow it'll probably be on other members of the royal family, or even higher-ranking officials... all to achieve his goal."

“This kind of person shouldn’t be allowed to live,” Che Baoshan said meaningfully.

“The Eight-Faced Buddha occupies a large share of the business in Thailand,” Bei Mi said after a moment of silence.

“General, you’re mistaken.” Che Baoshan smiled. “We’ve always been fighting Bobby, not Eight-Faced Buddha. What does Eight-Faced Buddha have to do with this?”

"Does getting rid of Bobby mean we can't take his place and continue doing business with the Eight-Faced Buddha? It might even be more convenient for us."

Bei Mi's pupils contracted.

"Thailand originally belonged to the Thai people, not the Golden Triangle! Now that a general has been assassinated, they actually have to be wary of the other party's strength? What about the dignity of the royal family?"

"Taking out one of the henchmen now is also a way of sending a warning, isn't it?"

“This is Thailand! I believe many people share this thought,” Che Baoshan said calmly.

Bei Mi fell into a deep thought.

Indeed, the Eight-Faced Buddha has a large presence here, but there's also a saying that "a big tail can't be removed."

If the people of the Eight-Faced Buddha can get away with assassinating the royal family today, then they will surely assassinate the king in the future.

You royals don't need to show your faces anymore.

"Then go for it." Bei Mi nodded in satisfaction after a short while.

"Che Baoshan, you are very smart! I look forward to the day when you grow up."

"Thank you, General." Che Baoshan stood up and bowed respectfully.

Bei Mi was even more satisfied.

Similarly, Che Baoshan's words were a wake-up call.

If they are always afraid to act because they fear the large market share and strong power of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

Over time, even Thailand might fall into their hands.

Che Baoshan was also surprised that these members of the royal family were so stupid that they didn't even think of this.

No wonder such a big country has to ask others for help even to get a bowl of rice.

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng led her people to the local police station.

Upon entering, Han Bin immediately introduced the current middle-aged people.

"This is Director Gales, a well-known figure in Bangkok. He has arrested many drug traffickers and made outstanding contributions to the local area."

Then he looked at Gails:
“Director Gails, this is Nan Zheng, who is also my boss.”

“Hello, Mr. Nan,” Gails said with a smile, extending his hand.

"Director, hello there." Nan Zheng lazily shook hands and then said:

"I am the owner of Hung Hing Limited, which specializes in investing in various industries around the world to enrich the prosperity of local communities. Of course, our security company also always thinks about the people, protecting the local area and eliminating violence and injustice, which is also our mission."

Li Xinxin translated for the entire process, translating every single word.

Gails nodded in satisfaction. "I like people like you, Mr. Nan. It's an honor for Thailand to have such a good citizen as you."

"That's what I was thinking too! I can tell the director is a real talent, so I've decided to donate one million." Nan Zheng said with a hearty laugh and a wave of her hand.

These words surprised Gails.

Li Xinxin thought the other person didn't understand, so she translated it again.

Her Thai is quite good.

They definitely had more contact last night, at least.

“No need for further translation, I can understand. I’m just a little surprised that Mr. Nan would be so generous as to donate one million baht on our first meeting?” Gers asked.

"You're wrong! It's not a donation of one million Thai baht, it's one million Hong Kong dollars!"

When Li Xinxin translated it literally, Gailston's eyes lit up immediately.

"Also, this isn't our first meeting. I've known Gails for a long time, and now my wish has finally come true. To put it bluntly, it's fate! It's fucking fate!" Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

“I have decided to donate another one million, making it a total of two million Hong Kong dollars.”

“Mr. Nan, on behalf of all the police officers, thank you.”

Gails was genuinely surprised by Nan Zheng's generosity, and his attitude instantly improved considerably.

They were overjoyed.

"Oh? Are there many injured police officers here? Then let's donate another million." Nan Zheng said with a smile.

These words not only shocked Gales, but also stunned Li Xinxin.

Three million for three sentences?

Did this money just fall from the sky?
However, Gers didn't think so. He felt that Nan Zheng was his confidante, his soulmate, and an absolutely kind person.

Gradually, slowly, in less than three minutes... Gails' tone and attitude became obsequious.

This transformation is astonishing.

Nan Zheng, however, was quite satisfied.

He knew perfectly well that there was no one in the world who was not greedy for money, just as there was no cat that didn't steal fish.

If there really is...

That only proves that there isn't enough money.

“Next, I’ll be involved in some business competition in Bangkok. Of course, the topics are rather high-level, so I won’t discuss them here. But it’s still necessary to give the director a heads-up beforehand.” Nan Zheng straightened her collar, and Gales immediately smiled and echoed her.

"Mr. Nan is thinking of the Thai people, so whatever he does is only right!"

"Afterwards, I will arrange two police officers to assist you, as long as it is to protect Mr. Nan's personal safety... If there are any problems, the officers can make the call directly. I understand, and I will send more personnel as soon as possible."

"Alright, just for what you said, I'll donate another million!" Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

Gails' eyes gleamed.

At this point, he almost wanted to be Nan Zheng's lackey.

Damn, this young man is too rich, he gave too much.

He simply couldn't refuse.

Half an hour later, after the discussion was completed, Nan Zheng left the police station under the respectful escort of Gers.

Those millions were transferred directly by check and immediately went into Giles's hands.

As for how to use it, Nan Zheng didn't care or pay attention.

That's enough.

They weren't worried about wasting money, knowing they could get it back ten or twenty times in a few days.

This bureau chief is very useful.

After getting into the car, Gails added, "You already have my phone number. If anything happens that you can't handle, Mr. Nan, you can call me immediately."

"Don't worry, I'm leaving." Nan Zheng waved and said. Even after the car had driven far away, Gails was still waving goodbye behind her with reluctance.

So, this is one of the benefits of being rich.

Even the most awesome person has to cheer you on from behind.

Nan Zheng gradually grew to like this feeling.

He turned to look at the two police officers behind him and said directly, "Give these two officers 100,000 baht every day from now on, and make sure they eat and drink well."

“Okay.” Li Xinxin translated, and the two police officers, who had been listless, were filled with excitement after hearing her words.

Then came a burst of chatter.

“They asked you, ‘Is it really every day?’” Li Xinxin said.

"Tell them, every single day!" Nan Zheng lazily crossed her legs.

One of the police officers immediately exclaimed excitedly, "From now on, my life is Mr. Nan's life! Anyone who wants to harm Mr. Nan will have to take my life first."

"Me too!" another exclaimed in surprise, now feeling an urge to fight Nan Zheng to the death.

After all, they don't even have 100,000 baht a month, but now they have it in a single day, plus good food and lodging. Who wouldn't want that?
In ancient times, they would have been considered suicide warriors!

Nan Zheng also felt extremely superior.

Other wealthy people go out with bodyguards, but I go out with police officers.

Who could be more awesome than me?

Every rich person has their own way of living, but there are very few who live as well as Nan Zheng.

Li Xinxin was secretly astonished. She had never seen such a generous person before, spending millions in just half an hour.

This has completely shattered my worldview.

Even someone with a gold mine at home probably wouldn't dare to mine like that, right? It's really outrageous.

However, Li Xinxin couldn't really say anything, since she was also just an employee now.

Just then, Han Bin received a phone call, chatted for a few words, and then hung up. He then looked at Nan Zheng and said, "Mr. Nan, Che Baoshan and Bobby's gang are fighting."

"Huh? They've really started fighting?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

Han Bin nodded: "That's right, it happened just ten minutes ago. Uncle Kun sent people to keep an eye on it, and it was absolutely accurate."

"Let's go watch the play." Nan Zheng perked up immediately upon hearing this.

He originally thought the two sides wouldn't fight, and even wanted to add fuel to the fire.

It seems like this has saved us a lot of trouble.

Nan Zheng can also be prepared to be taken down in one go.

(End of this chapter)