A single man checks into a couples' room; his life of ease and comfort begins.

After Miss Iris finished speaking, Hao Qiangqiang knew that she was very loyal to him. He pulled her behind him and glared at the red-haired boy in front of him.

The red-haired boy was actually about the same age as Hao Qiangzhuang and was the leader of the seven-member motorcycle gang.

But he was too thin and small; Hao Qiangzhuang felt he could easily lift him up with one hand.

The gun he was holding seemed strange to Hao Qiangzhuang; it felt a bit like a toy.

I didn't think too much at the time, and suddenly rushed forward. It's either you shoot me today, or I kill you.

Surprisingly, the red-haired youth didn't dare to fire. He deliberately kept his distance from Hao Qiangzhuang, his face filled with anxiety. Seeing Hao Qiangzhuang's cautious approach, the red-haired youth was completely panicked: "Don't come any closer, or I won't be polite."

Only then did Hao Qiangzhuang remember that he had a cigar in his pocket. He put it in his mouth, glanced at the red-haired boy, and said in a deep voice, "Come here and light my cigar!"

Hao Qiangzhuang, with his sharp eyes, realized that what the red-haired boy was holding was not a real pistol, but a windproof lighter that resembled a pistol.

Seeing how fierce Hao Qiangzhuang was, he was terrified. He originally wanted to scare Hao Qiangzhuang, but Hao Qiangzhuang didn't fall for it.

He even took out a cigar and calmly asked Hao Qiangzhuang to light it for him, which immediately stunned the red-haired boy.

Hao Qiangzhuang tossed the brick in his hand into the air, his smiling face smug and giving off an indescribable sense of villainy.

Three people were lying on the ground, and three others were trembling with fear. The red-haired boy's face turned pale. The arrogant boy lowered his head instantly, like a child admitting his mistake, and used a pistol-shaped windproof lighter to light Hao Qiangzhuang's cigar.

At this moment, Hao Qiangzhuang looked every bit the big brother, patting the red-haired boy, and an invisible sense of pressure instantly spread from the red-haired boy's shoulder throughout his body.

The red-haired boy couldn't help but shiver, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his voice barely audible: "Big brother, big brother, I know I was wrong."

Hao Qiangzhuang felt he had achieved his goal, so he said with a smile, "Who do you seven associate with around here?"

The red-haired boy bent over, head bowed, and said timidly, "I organized this myself, and I'm their leader."

After the red-haired boy finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down in front of Hao Qiangzhuang, kowtowed, and pleaded pitifully, "Big brother, can I follow you from now on? I promise, even if you ask me to go through fire and water, I won't even flinch."

Seeing the red-haired youth kneel down and kowtow, the others immediately knelt down as well. Those who had fallen to the ground endured the pain, got up, and knelt before Hao Qiangzhuang, calling him "Big Brother."

Hao Qiangzhuang is also short of people right now. Although they can't fight, they are still considered human beings.

Hao Qiangzhuang hesitated for a moment, then said loudly, "Are you seven sure you want to follow me?"

"Yes, brother!"

The seven of them had very loud voices, their voices were very unified, and their shouts were perfectly synchronized.

However, Hao Qiangzhuang is not a gangster boss. Seeing these lost sheep, he can be considered to be doing a good deed and accumulating merit for himself by persuading them to turn back from their misguided ways.

Hao Qiangzhuang waved to the red-haired youth and said, "Alright then! I'll reluctantly accept you!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Everyone responded enthusiastically.

Hao Qiangzhuang waved and said with a smile, "You can all get up now!"

"Yes, brother."

The seven people stood up and responded in unison.

Hao Qiangzhuang said, "I'm not involved in organized crime. You guys can't and shouldn't do this kind of work anymore. I'll give you an address. Go to the factory together, work honestly, and walk the straight path."

The red-haired boy's face darkened, and everyone else turned to look at him, wanting to see what decision their former elder brother would make now.

The red-haired boy looked down at himself, as if re-examining his appearance. After a moment, he looked up at Hao Qiangzhuang and asked, "Big brother, I didn't finish junior high school and I don't have any skills. Will factories hire me?"

Hao Qiangzhuang patted his pocket, took out a business card and handed it to Chifa, saying, "Keep my business card safe. Before you go into the factory, everyone cut your hair. Don't make it look like any other color. Behave like normal people. This is my chance for you. Otherwise, if I see you messing around again, I'll bring some people to beat you up."

After Hao Qiangzhuang finished speaking, he made a fake gesture. The red-haired boy was so frightened that he hurriedly closed his eyes, covered his head with his hands, and prepared to be beaten. He said in a trembling voice, "I promise to turn over a new leaf in the future. Please believe me this once, brother."

Hao Qiangzhuang withdrew his hand, snatched the lighter from the red-haired boy's hand, and casually said, "This is confiscated."

Then, he placed the unfinished cigar in the red-haired boy's hand, turned around and pulled Miss Iris to the front of the pickup truck, opened the passenger door, and waited for Miss Iris to get in before Hao Qiangzhuang went around to the driver's side, opened the door, and sat down.

After getting on the bus, Hao Qiangzhuang pulled out a carton of cigarettes from the back seat and said to the red-haired boy, "Hey you, catch this." After the red-haired boy reacted, Hao Qiangzhuang tossed the whole carton of cigarettes to the red-haired girl and continued, "This cigarette is worth your lighter."

After saying that, Hao Qiangzhuang shook the lighter in his hand, started the pickup truck, and drove away.

The red-haired boy caught the cigarette, completely bewildered.

The blue-haired boy moved closer to the red-haired boy, first glancing at the cigarette in the red-haired boy's hand, then sighing in the direction Hao Qiangzhuang had left, "So rich!"

The red-haired boy stared at the cigarette in his hand, his hands trembling, swallowing hard. "My lighter is made of pure gold. If I go back now, my old man will beat me to death."

The blue-haired boy said nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of? With your father's status, if he wanted that lighter, there would be people rushing to give it to him."

The blond-haired boy, clutching his stomach, walked over. As he approached the red-haired boy, he tugged at his sleeve, a bitter look on his face, and said with a grin, "Ye Jinhui, don't you want to share two packs of cigarettes with me? I've gotten beaten up the most!"

At this moment, the others also gathered around, their eyes fixed intently on the whole carton of cigarettes in Ye Jinhui's hand. They saw the four large characters "Cordyceps sinensis" on the cigarettes.

It is said that the retail price at the time was around one hundred yuan per pack, and a pack of ten would cost one thousand yuan.