Hong Kong film: As a boss, I use money to make decisions.

The next morning, after having breakfast, Lin Xiaoru went to the fruit market for a while.

"Ah Gui, pick out a few pounds of the best glutinous rice balls. Your grandfather has invited some uncles to play mahjong in Wusong Street later, and I need to deliver them to them."

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant who was busy arranging goods quickly walked over to a basket of lychees.

After looking around, I finally shrugged helplessly.

"Brother Xiao, all the glutinous rice balls are sold out. How about we get two pounds of Guiwei glutinous rice balls?"

Lin Xiaoru then realized that he hadn't paid attention to the fruit market for a long time since he formed the construction team.

He didn't even notice when the seasonal lychees were sold out.

He picked a 'Guiwei' fruit, peeled it open, popped it into his mouth, and then shook his head.

"No, Grandpa is picky. He says it has to be glutinous rice balls."

"Okay, when you have some free time later, go to the fruit market next door and buy two pounds. Just let me know tonight and I'll reimburse you."

"good!"

After instructing the staff to take care of her business, Lin Xiaoru did not linger at the fruit market and headed straight for Anping Teahouse.

Upon arriving at the teahouse, Lin Xiaoru saw Taibao sitting at the bar, his eyes already dark from working up a sweat, and he was gulping down a cup of bitter tea to stay awake.

Upon seeing Lin Xiaoru approach, Taibao quickly put down his teacup.

"Good morning, Brother Xiao!"

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Lin Xiaoru handed him a Red Marlboro cigarette, then pulled up a chair in front of the bar and sat down, smiling as she asked Taibao.

"Didn't sleep all night! Sigh—"

Taibao sighed and then complained.

"I worked as a parking attendant in Mong Kok for several years and dealt with all sorts of difficult customers."

But I've never met anyone as difficult as Miss Feng in my entire life.

"Tell me, how exactly is it tricky?"

"She's so tricky, I almost want to give her a good thrashing!"

Taibao pulled out a lighter from his pocket, lit the fire for Lin Xiaoru, and continued to pour out his grievances.

"As soon as I got back last night, I complained that our place was dilapidated."

She was so picky, insisting that I clean the entire room from top to bottom and change all the sheets and duvet covers.

Damn it, where am I supposed to find new bed sheets for her in the middle of the night? In the end, I went to Mong Kok and asked Wah-dee to go to Ho Man Tin and get a new set of bedding from a love hotel under the protection of Fuk On.

I thought that was the end of it by now, and I was just about to go to the next room to take a nap when, at three in the morning, the nanny who was taking care of her came knocking on the door again.

She said she was starving and insisted that I make her a pot of chicken soup.

"Doesn't she not drink chicken soup?"

"Yes, I simmered a pot of soup until dawn, and she only took a sip before flushing it down the toilet."

"Brother Xiao, I feel like Miss Feng has a lot of complaints about us; it's like she's deliberately picking a fight!"

Lin Xiaoru couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Since he had ruined her plans, of course she would deliberately find fault with him.

However, it wasn't too outrageous, so Lin Xiaoru didn't take it to heart.

He simply instructed, "Go take a nap later and let Ji Hui and the others from the teahouse take over."

Remember, just make sure she has three meals a day and don't let her leave the teahouse.

All other requests will be ignored!

Taibao rubbed his sore eyes while holding a cigarette.

"Brother Xiao, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"You finally managed to get on Cheng Sheng's good side, so it's okay for me to suffer a little!"

"You don't need to worry about that. I'll take care of things with Cheng Sheng."

By the way, is she asleep yet?

"No, I don't know where a woman who has just given birth gets so much energy."

I just kicked the nanny out, saying she was going to call Mr. Cheng to complain. Ugh!

……

In a private room on the second floor of the teahouse, Feng Zhile was holding a landline phone and speaking in a low voice.

"Turtle, I'm so annoyed right now!"

"Don't worry, what's the use of worrying? Let's find a way to solve the problem!"

"Hey, bet on the player (or less) for me!"

A cocky male voice came from the other end of the microphone. The background was noisy and chaotic, clearly indicating that it was a casino.

Feng Zhile held the receiver in silence for a long time, then seemed to explode.

"Can't you act like a man? Gambling at a time like this!"

Why don't you lose everything?!

"Lele, you're wrong about that. Do you know that kidnapping is illegal?"

Making money also depends on fate. What can you do if someone takes your child away?

I told you long ago that these rich people would never really be interested in you. At most, they'd just use you as a tool to have children. So what if you have a child? You can just ask them for some nutrition fees!

"Hey, want to play the banker or the player?"

"You bastard, why don't you just die?"

Do you know how much I paid to earn this money?

"Over a year! More than nine months of pregnancy! You just want to give up like that?!"

The person on the other end of the phone still had that nonchalant tone.

"Damn, everyone calls me Brother Turtle, so it's normal for me to be a little turtle-like!"

You're my girlfriend, I've accepted it even if you have a child with another man, what else can't I accept?

That's it, I'm hanging up now, I have something to do!

"You bastard, this child is yours!!"

……

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a gasp from the guy.

"What? You must be joking!"

"I'm not kidding you, Cheng Rongguang is infertile!"

"Damn it! Why don't you just die? Using my son to extort money from others, Feng Zhile, you're really something else!"

What? Damn, the house won?!

Feng Zhile patted his groggy head, too lazy to argue any further.

He simply said, "I'm really annoyed right now. If it weren't for this bastard Lin Xiaoru causing trouble, none of this would have happened!"

Hey turtle, if you're a man, find a way to help me get revenge.

"Don't you always brag about having a lot of underlings? I need you to cripple that bastard Lin Xiaoru right now!"

"You old hag, what kind of time is this to still be thinking about revenge? What about my son?!"

"Your son has someone to take care of him, why are you worrying about it!"

"You want my son to recognize a thief as his father?"

"Who's the thief?! He's the owner of a real estate company. You could work your way up to that position in eight lifetimes!"

"you……"

Feng Zhile took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

He immediately said, "Turtle, you only have one choice now."

Help me vent my anger, and then I'll find a way to get my child back.

Continuing with our plan, we'll get eight million from Cheng Rongguang, leave Hong Kong Island, and fly far away.

"Let me tell you, time is running out. Once Cheng Rongguang finds out the child isn't his, you and I can expect to be tormented to death by him!"

thump--

Feng Zhile hung up the phone, looked at the still steaming pigeon soup on the table, and immediately screamed, slapping the bowl of soup onto the bedding.

……

Inside a Japanese restaurant converted from a basement on Wusong Street.

Chuanbao was playing a round of mahjong with several uncles and elders.

Lin Xiaoru carried a basket of lychees and approached the mahjong table.

Good morning, uncles and elders!

He recognized all of these people. The one sitting to the left of the skewer was Lung Kan, an uncle from Sham Shui Po, and the one to the right was Fire Bull, a leader from Yau Ma Tei.

As for sitting opposite the skewer maker, it was Tall, the leader of Yuen Long.

This person rarely shows up in the Yau Ma Tei area. I don't know why, but he came over early this morning to play mahjong with Chuan Bao.

"Ah Xiao, thank you so much!"

Chuanbao laughed as he held the cards in his hand.

"I heard that last night you hired people to poach Big D's employees, and even paid them four months' salary at the rate of five thousand a month."

You're really sharp now, but why do things so conspicuously? Just find some laborers; there are tons of them at the Yuen Long pier—cheap and reliable!

Lin Xiaoru finally understood why Chuanbao had called her over so early in the morning.

It seems that Cheng Rongguang's phone call to Da D last night worked; Da D has found Chuan Bao to act as a mediator.

Bringing this up in front of these uncles and hall masters is tantamount to flattering oneself—

His gang of thugs can even intimidate the arrogant Big D. Given time, he will definitely stand out in the Wo Luen Sheng!