Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

Lei's wife couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "I heard... Hung Hing's arcade distribution channels are extremely tightly controlled; it's all core business kept secret. Brother Kun, Brother Tian, ​​you two... can make that decision?"

Her question made Big D's heart, which had just settled down, jump again, and he looked on expectantly.

Ugly Kun put his arm around Big D's shoulder, grinning from ear to ear: "Of course the channels are kept secret, that's the code of the gang. But!" He drawled, pointing at Yip Tin with his cigar, "This entire channel was set up by Ah Tin himself. All the arcade machines in Hong Kong originate from him. He's giving his own stuff to his brothers as a congratulatory gift, who can say a word about it?"

Big D and Sister Lei were completely stunned. They exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. They knew Ye Tian was capable, but they never imagined he was this capable! Sister Lei quickly calculated in her mind that just these machines Ye Tian had promised, once they were running stably, would easily bring in millions of yuan a month—more secure than robbing a gold shop!

Big D exhaled a long puff of smoke and sighed, "As expected of... 'Ah Tian,' who was able to clear 'Little B's' name in a single day. This time, I, Big D, really found the right person!"

Ye Tian's thoughts had already jumped to a much farther point: "Tsuen Wan is a good location with abundant resources. It used to be Wo Luen Shing's territory, making it difficult to reach certain businesses. Once you officially join us, Brother D, I'm thinking of opening a few minibus routes. Connecting Tsuen Wan, Kwai Tsing, Yau Tsim Mong, Sham Shui Po, Yuen Long, and North Point. Once the routes are established, it'll be a flowing 'golden river.' Arcade profits are high, but the winds of change can shift any day; it's not stable enough. Minibuses are different. Of the basic necessities of life—food, clothing, shelter, and transportation—transportation is a fundamental human need. A steady, sustainable business is the foundation. My boss always taught me that we're in this business to make money. Fighting and killing are for gangsters; we, the leaders of our gangs, have to keep our eyes on businesses that can be passed down." He paused, looking at Liang Kun, "Besides, once Brother D officially 'switches over,' isn't there a 'big project' waiting for the boss?"

Big D was so overjoyed he didn't know what to say, his voice rising eight octaves: "There's... another big project?"

Young Kun shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact: "Of course. When you're in this business, what are you doing if not making money? But we'll talk about the specifics once you officially arrive. Anyway, your Big D is the 'Tsuen Wan One Color,' your territory is secure. When you have any ideas, we brothers can sit down and discuss them slowly. There's plenty of time."

Big D nodded repeatedly, unable to resist glancing at Lei's wife beside him. His face was flushed, and he lowered his voice, unable to hide his excitement: "Wife, our good days... are really coming!"

When they arrived, Mr. and Mrs. D were carrying fifteen buckets in their hearts; when they left, their steps were as light as if they were walking on clouds.

After seeing them off, Ye Tian returned to the private room and said to Liang Kun with a smile, "Boss, you're one step closer to the top spot."

Upon hearing this, Liang Kun burst into laughter. After laughing enough, he shook his head, took a puff of his cigar, and said, "These are things we brothers can only discuss behind closed doors. As for Mr. Jiang... who knows when he might decide to 'go ashore'?"

Ye Tian, ​​unperturbed, picked up the teapot and refilled their cups. "To rightfully take the top spot in Hung Hing, the Chiang family's word is crucial. Habits can sometimes be more terrifying than ironclad rules. Everyone accepts the principle that Chiang Chen passed the leadership to Chiang Tin-sang. If anything changes in the future, it will have to be the Chiang family members themselves who propose it. If outsiders use underhanded tactics to force the Chiang family out..." He blew on the rim of his cup, his tone calm, "then the one who will ultimately suffer will definitely not be someone with the surname Chiang. That person's position will absolutely not be secure either."

Liang Kun nodded slowly, seemingly lost in thought.

Ye Tian continued, "Anyway, Mr. Jiang has no son now. If he really wants to clean up his act and 'go ashore,' his successor can only be chosen from among us hall masters. Boss, you now have Han Bin, Big D, and me. With so many people supporting you, becoming the next leader is a sure thing."

Liang Kun finally relaxed his brow, laughing and scolding, "If others said that, I'd ignore it. But if you say it... it's probably true! Alright, I'm not going to argue with you anymore, I need to hurry and report this good news to Mr. Jiang." In high spirits, he snapped his fingers, his voice crisp, "Let's go!"

The clever pheasant, who had been waiting outside the door, pushed it open and hurriedly left with Wu Zhaonan and Liang Kun.

Luo Tianhong then strolled in from outside, his face full of disbelief: "Have those old guys at Wo Luen Shing lost their minds? Pushing out a tough guy like Big D?"

Ye Tian curled his lip, picked up a grape from the fruit plate, and tossed it into his mouth: "They're used to playing power games, always thinking they have everything under control. But they forget that everyone wants to climb the ladder; who wants to be a pawn for life, controlled by others?" He spat out the grape seed and looked at Lin Fu, who was standing quietly to the side, "Xiao Fu."

"Brother Tian, ​​what are your orders?" Lin Fu immediately stepped forward.

"There's something I need you to do. Go back to your hometown these next couple of days and find some of your old comrades." Ye Tian wiped his hands. "Our security company is about to officially open, and we need some real tough guys who can handle things. Those gangsters from Hung Hing are good at bullying honest people because of their numbers, but I don't trust them to do the delicate work of protecting people. Go back and find some old brothers you know well and can trust."

Lin Fu nodded and asked, "How many people do you need?"

Ye Tian thought for a moment: "Don't send too many. Let's start with about three hundred people, the best of the best. Tell them that their base salary will be HK$20,000 per month, with bonuses for good performance."

Lin Fu calmly replied, "Understood."

Ye Tian added, "If someone is exceptionally skilled, like you... no, someone with seven or eight tenths of your ability, their monthly salary starts at two hundred thousand."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhong exclaimed, "Impossible! Where can you find another person with Fu Ge's skills?"

Ye Tian glanced at the martial arts fanatic and sighed, "Tianhong, haven't you heard the saying? True masters are hidden in the streets, and even more so in the military. Your brother Fu came from that."

Luo Tianhong opened her mouth, as if she had choked, looking utterly devastated.

Ye Tian ignored him and continued instructing Lin Fu: "Take more money with you this time. I'll give you ten million as a resettlement allowance and initial expenses. Make sure to give your family the full amount they need, so they don't worry. Recruit people publicly under the name of 'Qitian Security'. If necessary, you can ask the local government for help in making connections. I've been donating money to charity in mainland China for many years, so I should still have some influence."

Lin Fu thought for a moment and suggested, "Brother Tian, ​​how about... we recruit workers under the name of a domestic VCD factory? It's more formal and easier to get approval."

Ye Tian shook his head: "No. That would be going in circles and making it more troublesome for them to complete the procedures. We should recruit security guards openly and legally under the name of a security company. Of course, we can have the VCD company provide a guarantee document. In short, we need to make the actual situation clear to them. We are a properly registered security company, doing legal business, not here to recruit people as thugs. Don't scare your old comrades."

Lin Fu gave a wry smile: "Boss, 20,000 Hong Kong dollars a month... If word gets out, nine and a half out of ten people will think we're hiring people to risk their lives."

Ye Tian glared at him: "Is it wrong for me to offer high compensation? How do you explain that? Figure it out yourself. In short, we need to hire people, and we need to make things clear."

Lin Fu could only silently agree, "Yes, I'll try to find a way."

Ye Tian's tone softened: "You haven't been home in a long time. I'll give you three months. Two months to contact your comrades and complete the formalities, and the remaining month to spend quality time at home with your parents, wife, and children."

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Fu's eyes, and his voice rose slightly: "Thank you, boss!"

Ye Tian took out his checkbook, quickly wrote down a number, tore off a check, and handed it to him: "This is ten million. Be careful on the road."

Lin Fu accepted the check with both hands, carefully put it away, and without saying anything more, nodded and turned to leave quickly.

Ye Tian then looked at Luo Tianhong, who was still feeling down: "While Xiao Fu is back, please keep an eye on things in Causeway Bay for a while."

Luo Tianhong was struck dumb, his face immediately falling: "Boss! I'm no good! All I know is fighting. Letting me manage the gang...it'll be complete chaos!"