One of the crew-cut man's henchmen spotted the coin box hidden in the guard booth, reached in, and grabbed the large bills. Big Head's eyes widened, his fists clenched, and he glared fiercely at the crew-cut man.

Even after getting the money, the crew-cut guy continued to curse, "You fucking bastard! You got a problem with that? Want to fight me?! Damn it!"

Big Head's fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking. Just then, the gang members that Nine-Headed Body had ordered came running from the street. They were all dressed in suits and carrying weapons. One of the henchmen threw an iron bar at him.

The iron rod swung through the air a few times before finally landing with a thud at the feet of the crew-cut man.

"What the hell are you doing!" a henchman shouted.

Upon seeing the approaching figure, a tall and burly man, the crew-cut man, realizing he was outmatched, grabbed an iron bar at his feet and threw it forward, then immediately ordered his henchmen to run. He too took off running.

By the time the gang's underlings arrived at Big Head's side, he had already run far away. Looking at Big Head, whose face was gloomy and whose fists were clenched, the leader, Toast Boy, patted Big Head on the shoulder, his face showing a very apologetic expression, and said apologetically, "Brother Nine Heads asked me to come and keep an eye on things. I'm a little late, I'm sorry, Brother Big Head."

Big Head took a deep breath, glared, and said, "I'm not some Big Head Bro, and I have nothing to do with your gang."

Upon hearing this, Toast Boy's henchman immediately became annoyed and said, "Damn it, what the hell are you pretending for? The underworld? It was our underworld that just prevented this lousy newspaper from being torn down! Damn it, I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you."

Big Head sneered and ignored him; he just didn't want to have anything to do with any gangsters right now!

Toast Boy turned around and scolded 4.7, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

"Toast Bro... him!" The underling hadn't even uttered the words "ungrateful wretch" yet.

Toast Bro glared and interrupted, "Shut up!" He turned to Big Head and said, "Judging from the situation, they'll be back. Be careful." With that, he left with his underlings.

The following day, in order to demonstrate his wealth, Dato' Seri Chen Jialuo and several other hall masters took a cruise ship to see his properties in Hong Kong.

The place he took him to was a riverside area that hadn't been developed much, with a dozen or so villas situated there.

Chapter 398 Datuk Makes Empty Promises, Big D Falls for It

Big D and Datuk have started calling each other brothers, and they seemed to have a very pleasant chat last night.

"This is a prime location. The property value will definitely skyrocket in the future. When that happens, you won't be able to sell even if you want to. Buy now and I can give you some discounts."

"Next to this villa, there is a large plot of land that will be converted into schools and other supporting facilities in the future. In short, it's a good deal and very convenient."

Chen Jialuo, a cigarette dangling from his lips, walked at the back of the group, listening to the Datuk's manipulative tactics on the other gang leaders with one ear and out the other. Besides him, Lin Huai Le and Huo Niu also showed no interest in the Datuk's words.

At this moment, Lin Huaiyue stopped and waited for Chen Jialuo to come up before following him.

Lin Huai Le, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, asked, "Why didn't you agree to the Datuk's offer to do business with no capital? Look how close he is to Big D now. Big D is so happy he's practically grinning from ear to ear."

Chen Jialuo glanced at him, took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Too busy, no time. If Big D is happy, I'm happy too. We're brothers from the same gang."

A biting wind suddenly picked up, sweeping across the river and stinging people's faces like knives. It made them instinctively shrink back.

Chen Jialuo squinted slightly from the wind; his physique, no less than that of a fighter, allowed him to remain warm even in the bitter cold. Lin Huaiyue, on the other hand, huddled up, rubbing his hands together and covering his ears.

He said, "What kind of brother am I to him? We're more like rivals. Ah Luo, tell me honestly, do you sense something's wrong with this Datuk?"

Chen Jialuo glanced at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense. This Datuk was found by my grandfather. How could there be anything wrong with him?"

Lin Huaiyue looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Really?"

He thought Chen Jialuo was usually obsessed with money and wanted to make money from everything. When the Datuk brought good business to his door, Chen Jialuo seized the opportunity, and he felt there was a big problem.

This is why he didn't go up and compete with Big D for the job when he was with Big D at the time.

Chen Jialuo said, "Really? Don't be so paranoid. You know the territory I have now, it's big and chaotic. We don't have enough people, and we're just worrying about how to manage things every day. We don't have time to do anything else."

Hearing him say that, Lin Huai Le's concerns were somewhat alleviated.

After parting ways with the Datuk, Lin Huai Le said he wanted to treat him to something to eat, and Chen Jia Luo agreed without hesitation. He wanted to find out what this fox Lin Huai Le was up to.

The two arrived at a roadside food stall. Chen Jialuo ordered some food and asked the owner to bring out some beer and liquor.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Huaiyue immediately took out a shiny lighter and lit his cigarette.

Chen Jialuo's eyes darted around, he took a breath, and just kept inhaling without saying anything about the painting.

Lam Wai-lok also took a drag of his cigarette; it was the old-fashioned kind, strong and robust. Then he put it down and said, "I have something to tell you. I'm going to convert my video arcade in Hung Hom into a movie theater."

Converting a video rental shop into a movie theater isn't difficult, but the problem is that the video rental shop doesn't belong to him alone; Chen Jialuo also owns it. Therefore, he wants Chen Jialuo's consent.

He also decided that Chen Jialuo had no reason to object, after all, his two video arcades had been renovated and were packed with customers every day.

Chen Jialuo looked at Lin Huaiyue and said, "I agree to the changes. But the problem is money. Each movie theater requires an investment of 100 million. There are 4 theaters in Hung Hom. That's 400 million. I'm really broke lately. I've spent all my money, and the remaining 200 million in cash is only for emergencies."

He meant that he agreed to Lin Huaile's changes, but he wouldn't contribute any money.

Lin Huaiyue threw away his cigarette and asked, "With so many venues under your control, your monthly income is probably more than even the fastest bank teller could count. Where did all your money go?"

Chen Jialuo spent most of his money on the NESTS Fortress and drawing fighters; a single card cost him 300,000... Repairing a screw in the NESTS Fortress cost him hundreds of thousands of medicine.

He has a bunch of underlings to support, and although he earns a lot of money, he actually doesn't have much in hand, often living paycheck to paycheck. It's a miserable situation.

But these are secrets, and he won't tell Lin Huai Le. He only says, "I'm like an old leather shoe that's just been polished. It looks shiny, but it's actually tattered inside. I'm poor. Young Master Le, you can start the renovations. The cost of the renovations will be deducted from the general account."

Lin Huaiyue pursed his lips and said, "How about this? You're also short of money and having cash flow problems. I'll just sell off the video arcade in Hung Hom. You'll have money to use, relieving your financial pressure, and I can finally put my talents and ambitions to use."

Chen Jialuo tossed aside his cigarette, realizing that Lin Huaiyue had invited him out for dinner for this very reason—to break up the partnership. He narrowed his handsome eyes, feeling neither disappointed nor saddened.

The world is a bustling place, driven by profit; people come and go, all for profit. Lin Huai Le makes money in video arcades and movie theaters, and he wants to go solo—that's fine. It saves him some trouble.

Chapter 399 The Repulsive Lin Huai Le

Lin Huaiyue laughed, poured Chen Jialuo a drink, and said, "The previous investment was 500,000 for each video arcade. I'll split the four in Hung Hom with you, 250,000 each. That's 1 million for all four. Do you think that's a good idea?"

Chen Jialuo smiled slightly. He had gone to great lengths to acquire the property, choose the location, and provide all the equipment and films. Lin Huaile invested 5 million yuan and became a shareholder. They now owned eight video arcades, each generating around 800,000 yuan in monthly revenue.

He's offering 100 million to take away four shops in Hung Hom... Jialu couldn't help but wonder how he had the nerve to say he'd give 100 million.

Seeing that he only smiled and didn't say anything, Lin Huaiyue's heart trembled slightly, and he felt a little uneasy. Seeing that Chen Jialuo's wine glass was empty, he quickly filled it with wine.

While saying this, he continued, "I know you've put a lot of effort into the video arcade. It's upsetting that the partnership has ended. Sigh, I feel the same way."

He pursed his lips, looked at Chen Jialuo with his eyes, and said, "Then how about I give you some more, another 10 for each store?"

Chen Jialuo continued to drink without saying a word. He sneered inwardly; this Lin Huai Le was truly laughable, acting like a hypocrite.

Lin Huaiyue's heart pounded. Seeing that Chen Jialuo still had no intention of speaking, he took a deep breath and asked, "Then tell me, how much do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jialuo smiled, looked at him, and asked, "Young Master Le, what you said really hurts me. We're brothers, why are you talking about money?"

Lin Huai Le laughed and agreed, saying, "Yes, we're brothers."

But Chen Jialuo quickly changed the subject, saying, "However, as the old saying goes, brothers should keep clear accounts. That way, our brotherhood can last longer. How about this, you give me 1 million for each of the four stores in Hung Hom, 4 million for all four stores. As for the other things, like the films, I won't take them; they'll just stay with you. How about that?"

Lin Huai Le's eyes darted around after hearing the offer of 400 million. He figured he could still make a profit, so he smiled and agreed, raising his glass as he said, "Then it's decided."

Chen Jialuo also raised his glass, and their glasses clinked together. Just then, the restaurant served grilled eggplant, and the two continued eating it.

Just then, Chen Jialuo felt a tap on his back. He turned around and saw it was the Malay girl next to the Datuk.

The Malay woman, wearing a black dress and bright high heels, exclaimed in surprise, "It really is you!"

After she finished speaking, she sat down familiarly and asked, "You are Chen Jialuo, Prince Luo, right? I heard Datuk mention you before I came here."

Lin Huai Le, sitting opposite him, looked envious and said, "Prince Luo, you're amazing. You just sit here and do nothing, and pretty girls come up to you to chat you up. Unlike me, I'm always the one who has to go and chat up pretty girls."

He stood up, a meaningful smile on his face, and said, "Then I won't stop you from picking up girls. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he waved his hand and left. A short while later, he returned with his lawyers and got into a black Mercedes parked by the roadside.

Chen Jialuo continued eating his grilled eggplant, ignoring her.

The Malay girl rested her chin on her hands, looked at him, and said, "Say something, why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong, why are you so aloof?" Before Chen Jialuo could answer, she continued, "I know, you look down on me, you think I'm not pretty enough, so you're not interested in me. If you're not interested in me, naturally you don't want to talk to me or eat with me."

"However, I'm not particularly interested in you. I just think you're so handsome, why don't you become a singer or movie star instead of joining the triad? You know what? Singers and movie stars make a lot of money. They can just stand anywhere and have people flocking to give them money. Isn't that much more lucrative than joining the triad?"

When she spoke, her eyes sparkled, and her cheeks were flushed red from the wind, like a ripe apple.

Lin Huai Le's sudden breakup was within Jia Luo's expectations; he hadn't expected to work with someone like Lin Huai Le for very long.

However, when he brought it up, Jialuo felt a moment of displeasure, especially since he was being offered 25 yuan per store to get rid of him.

They really think he (Hao Qianhao) is a beggar, fuck him.

"Do you usually talk this much?" Jialuo was pulled back to his senses by her string of words and asked calmly. He narrowed his handsome eyes and gazed at her.

The Malay woman didn't answer him. Instead, she clapped her hands happily and said, "Oh my! You finally spoke to me! It's like the sun has risen in the west! Or perhaps you also want to be a movie star or a singer?"

Chen Jialuo withdrew his gaze and uttered two words, "Boring."

The Malay girl clapped her hands again and said, "You look like a wilted eggplant, all listless. How about this, I'll treat you to a fun place to cheer you up, okay?"

Chapter 400 The Daring Malay Girl

Before Jialuo could answer, the Malay girl grabbed his hand. Chen Jialuo thought for a moment, then got up and followed her away.

The shop owner chased after them demanding payment, but the nine-headed man got up from the next table, slammed the money on the table, and followed them forward.

The Malay girl took Jialuo to a nearby amusement park. Since the amusement park was closed at night, she bribed the staff to open the gate and turn on the Ferris wheel.

The Malay girl led Chen Jialuo onto the train, and as the carriage slowly rose, the night view of Hong Kong gradually unfolded before their eyes.

Neon lights flash and skyscrapers stand tall, while across the street, Shenzhen's cityscape is shrouded in darkness, with only scattered lights visible. It's a stark contrast to the beauty of this place.

The view was most beautiful when the train reached its highest point. Looking out, the Malay woman sighed, "Hong Kong is indeed more beautiful than I expected, much better than Malaysia. So many people come here to seek their fortune, hoping to make a name for themselves, but most just drift along aimlessly, watching their lives slip away."

As she spoke, she looked at Chen Jialuo and said, "Prince Luo, do you think Hong Kong will become even more beautiful in the future? What will it look like then?"

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