Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

While glaring at Han Bin, Wang Taiyi said, "No, he just asked me to be the boss of Mong Kok, but I refused."

"why?"

"Why? Of course I don't want to get involved in the vortex between my good brother and Jiang Tiansheng, it's too much trouble."

"Jiang Tian... Didn't Mr. Jiang retire? Do you think he'll make any moves later?"

"Of course! Look at Jiang Tiansheng's smirking face. He's definitely up to no good. He'll definitely try to mess with my good brother. Don't tell me you can't tell."

"I can see that. So what are you going to do next? I'm still thinking of helping Big B out."

"You absolutely mustn't. Let me tell you, Lung Kwan and Big B have a personal feud. Now, whoever helps Big B, he'll bite them."

"Yes," Han Bin also advised, "Let's not interfere in their affairs. Let's wait until everything settles down before making any decisions."

"But Big B's safety... I'm afraid that Handsome Kun might harm him."

"Don't worry, I've already advised him. My good brother won't make a move against him anytime soon. Okay, let's go."

As he spoke, Wang Taiyi lit a cigarette and prepared to get out of the car.

Seeing Wang Taiyi light his cigarette with that cool golden lighter, Han Bin's memory finally came back.

"Wait a minute, isn't this lighter mine? Give it back to me right now! And the watch too!"

"...I don't know what you're talking about."

He blew a smoke ring at Han Bin's outstretched hand, opened the door, got out of the car, closed the door, and ran away in one smooth motion.

After watching Thirteen Sister's car drive away, Han Bin still stuck his head out of the car window and cursed. Wang Taiyi sneered disdainfully:

"Hmph, what's in my hands is mine. You want it back? What a joke."

"Big brother."

The underlings followed.

"Brother, we still have a shortfall of several million in our food delivery service and restaurant business, what do you think...?"

Jimmy is a business maniac; all he talks about is work.

"Okay, I understand. It's just a few million, it's small change, I'll transfer it to you later."

When Tang Niu heard that he was finally going to open a restaurant, his eyes practically disappeared with a smile.

"Is Niu Niu happy?"

"happy."

"If you're happy, then do your job well. By the way, where is the restaurant located? I don't know yet."

"Hehe, I'll open it across from the restaurant with backbone, and I'm going to challenge them. I've already thought of a name for the restaurant: 'Bone-Removing Pavilion'."

The Bone-Removing Tower? What an ominous name, like the title of a horror movie.

"Good name!"

Wang Taiyi's outstretched thumb.

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Chapter 14 Reporting to the Tea Restaurant

"Ah~~~~~"

Wang Tai got up very early at 10:30 a.m.

He stretched lazily on the bed as if possessed by a ghost. If Uncle Nine saw this, he would definitely make him drink ten pounds of glutinous rice.

"Cool!"

Waking up in a 1.5-meter-wide bed, looking around this 500-square-foot mansion, it's time to buy a house.

After washing up, Wang Taiyi prepared to go out for breakfast. As soon as he opened the door, his two henchmen stood guard at the entrance.

No, it's only the left arm, not the right. Tang Niu was busy with the restaurant renovations, and now the right arm has been replaced by an airplane.

"Big brother!"

"Good morning."

The three of them were strolling down the street, wondering where to have breakfast, when their cell phones suddenly rang.

Wang Taiyi habitually took out his phone and checked it. Damn! He forgot, there was only one caller ID and a string of numbers.

"Hey! What's up?"

"Big...Big Brother, I am Fang Min."

"Fang Min? Who is Fang Min? Which nightclub do you work for?"

"No...no, I am..."

It took Wang Taiyi a while to realize that this person took a long time to recover after getting up, during which time he was in a state between sleep and wakefulness.

"Oh, it's you. What's up?"

"You told me to come and report to you during my vacation."

"Um, what day of the week is it today?"

"It's Saturday today."

"Oh, is that so? Liu Kee Tea Restaurant in Mong Kok, the one across from the bank. I'm waiting for you. Come over quickly, or I'll chop up your whole family in less than half an hour."

"Ah! Don't kill my whole family! I'm coming right away!"

After switching phones, Wang Taiyi felt his points were increasing rapidly. He thought, "Little girls are so scary, so nice. Maybe this is the right way to use the system."

Hong Kong's tea restaurants were just like the noodle shops and snack stalls on the street today—affordable and down-to-earth. They were popular with both petty thugs and office workers, simply because they were cheap.

When Fang Min rushed over in a hurry, several colorful thugs started whistling as soon as she entered the tea restaurant.

Young men all over the world are the same: they do nothing all day, cause trouble, and if they're lucky, they might steal things or collect protection money from students.

If you're unlucky, you drift aimlessly for a few years and end up becoming an ordinary nobody that you despise the most.

Fang Min, this kind of cute innocent girl, is someone these petty thugs can't get their hands on, so they get extremely excited when they see her.

"Hey! Little girl, come here."

The leader of this group of thugs spoke up.

The boss is the boss, not like these small-time thugs. This young boss has a horsehair hairstyle to cover up his short stature, and he has tattoos on his arms, but the tattoos look a bit faded, I don't know why.

The eldest brother enjoyed a cup of iced lemon tea by himself, striking a cool pose in front of Fang Min.

Fang Min was terrified. He was always afraid of the bad students at school, let alone these delinquents who had taken time off work.

All she wanted to do was find her boss, so she walked into the tea restaurant with her head down. She could already see her boss's back.

"Hey! Junior, don't go! Come and play with your big brother. I'll treat you to some milk tea with milk... and some iced lemon tea."

Fang Min gripped her backpack tightly with both hands: "I...I don't want to play with you, I want to find my older brother."

Just as Fang Min was trying to get around the thugs, she was blocked by them again.

"Hey, why look for an older brother? Don't you have your sweetheart brother here? Haha."

The young men and women around them burst into laughter, but they didn't know what they were laughing at; it was all very inexplicable.

"Junior, if you come with me, I can take you to skip class, stroll around town, and I can take you out for two...one meal every day."

What a domineering poor guy who fell in love with me.

This group of thugs couldn't even guarantee three meals a day. Seven or eight underlings would share a pineapple bun, while only the boss could enjoy a cup of iced lemon tea by himself. Only the gang leader was entitled to drink what the boss left behind, and sometimes the boss would drink it all up without leaving anything.

That's right, these eight thugs—one boss, four hall masters, two red sticks, and one white paper fan—are all well-known figures.

"How about this?"

The gang leader pointed to the motorcycle outside the shop, which had changed hands many times, and said:

"I'm making an exception and allowing you to sit in the back of my car and hold me while we go for a drive."

"Hiss... Boss! Are you really going to do this? A good horse doesn't serve two masters, and a good carriage doesn't carry two people."

"Yeah, boss, she's just a girl, does she even deserve a ride? If anyone's going to give a ride, it should be me."

"Boss, let it go. If you treat a girl like this, what will the guys down there think? They'll be disheartened."

"Remember, never choose beauty over power."

"Brother, beauties will only wear down your fighting spirit. Have you forgotten our dream of dominating the martial world? You are destined to be the man of the King of Mo."

"enough!"

The eldest brother waved his hand and said, "My mind is made up. Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. I've decided to take her. For her, I'm willing to deliver newspapers and buy roast goose for her!"

Amidst the incredulous stares of the thugs, the gang leader looked at Fang Min domineeringly: "How about it? See my sincerity? Be my girl!"

What is this person even talking about?

What do you mean by "your girl"? Just because you want to treat me to a roast goose meal or ride me on that motorcycle outside that doesn't even have a rearview mirror?