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

As soon as Lao Gui En entered the banquet hall, he instantly became the focus of the entire event.

Everyone knows that he had a falling out with Chuen Po in Jordan yesterday, and everyone thought he wouldn't come to Lam Siu-yu's banquet today.

Chuanbao was even more surprised. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go over to see what Old Ghost En was up to, but was pulled back by Longgen sitting next to him.

"If Old Ghost En doesn't cause trouble, just turn a blind eye."

Today is a great day for your younger brother to make something of himself, don't make things difficult for him!

"He'd better not cause trouble!"

Chuanbao sat down with an angry expression, but his gaze remained fixed on Lao Gui En.

Old Gui En acted as if nothing had happened, walked to the concierge desk at the entrance, reached into his pocket, and counted out a wad of loose change.

He shouted at the protocol officer.

"Make a note of this, you idiot!"

Taibao chuckled sheepishly.

"Uncle En, Brother Xiao is treating everyone to drinks today, and he specifically asked that no monetary gifts be accepted!"

Whether he accepts it or not is his business; whether I give it to him or not is my business.

"Now shout out the number to me, how much will I give you!"

Old Gui En wouldn't let it go, and slammed a stack of loose bills onto the ceremonial table. Tai Bao had no choice but to take the bills and start counting them.

Finally, he looked at Old Ghost En with a troubled expression.

"Uncle En, how am I supposed to report 443? We only use odd numbers for funerals!"

"Then add one more dollar, and quote 444!"

Old Gui En spoke loudly, but he also knew that it was pointless to make things difficult for the lower-ranking men.

He only embarrassed Tai Bao for a moment, then laughed heartily and walked to the table of his uncles.

Lin Xiaoru was receiving the bigwigs of the Ninth District at the time. Seeing Old Ghost En's manner, he also sat down.

As if in a provocation, Old Ghost En sat down next to the skewer, first making himself a cup of tea and taking a sip.

"puff--"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of tea onto the ground and frowned as he looked at the skewer.

"It stinks!"

"Get your shovel!"

Chuanbao slammed his hand on the table and stood up, but Longgen was quick enough to pull him back down.

"Old Ghost En, you're all brothers from Wo Shing Wo. With so many eyes watching, you haven't caused any more trouble!"

Faced with Longgen's persuasion, Old Ghost En snorted coldly.

"You said there are so many eyes watching outside, it would be a laughing stock if word got out!"

The Kwun Tong branch is truly a place of brotherly respect and humility. Fish Head Treasure tricked his fellow disciple one day, and the next day he was forced to run away by the police.

We still don't know if they're alive or dead, and the juniors are already eager to climb the ranks, shameful! I don't know where they got the nerve to throw a banquet!

Longgen, still holding the skewer, laughed.

"Damn it! We're all old people, don't act like a shrew and keep arguing!"

If you and Chuanbao were to fight again in public today, it would be a laughingstock for everyone!

"Smile! The most important thing in life is to be happy!"

You beat me up yesterday and had a blast, so why are you so hesitant to retaliate today?

"Come on, let's get this skewered! I didn't get enough yesterday, why aren't you doing it today!"

As he spoke, Old Ghost suddenly stood up and laughed loudly at Chuanbao in a provocative manner.

boom--

Just as the explosion was about to erupt, a loud bang was heard on the dining table.

The uncles at the table were all startled, including Longgen, whose peacemaker smile froze on his lips.

Everyone in the banquet hall turned to look, only to find that Lin Xiaoru had somehow walked up to Lao Gui En's side.

Lin Xiaoru's face was icy cold at this moment.

"Old man, why are you laughing? Are you confused?!"

Before the group of uncles at the table could react, Lin Xiaoru turned to look at Long Gen and forced a smile.

"Uncle Longgen, keep laughing."

The uncles and elders were dumbfounded. Everyone knew that it was Old Ghost En who had caused trouble first, but they never expected that Lin Xiaoru would show no respect whatsoever.

"Axiao, don't mess with him!"

Seeing this, Chuanbao quickly shook off Longgen and came over to grab Lin Xiaoru.

Lin Xiaoru simply waved her hand, then looked at Old Ghost En with a serious expression.

He didn't say anything more, but simply reached into his pocket, took out a list, and stuffed it into Old Ghost's hand.

Then she leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

"From May last year to the beginning of this year, you were in charge of all the sand use in Tsuen Wan for Big D."

I've already found out that for the first phase of the seaside project, Big D asked you for a total of 13,000 cubic meters of sand.

You scoundrel, you've been lining your own pockets by illegally mixing 5,000 cubic meters of sea sand into this sand supply!

Guess if Big D will let you off the hook now that this has been leaked!

Old Gui En swallowed hard, his arrogant demeanor vanishing instantly.

Carefully setting aside the list Lin Xiaoru had handed him, he immediately noticed a line of bright red text on it—

Testing of Phase I of the Seaside Garden Project revealed that the building materials exceeded the standard for corrosivity and were therefore substandard!

The fact that the sand used in the first phase of the seaside development was substandard was discovered by Lin Xiaoru, who spent 100,000 points to find out. Old Gui En, of course, was unaware of the reason.

But he knew very well that last year he had taken advantage of a loophole in the development of the Seaside Garden, and that 5,000 cubic meters of sea sand would not have any substantial impact on the property.

However, once the matter gets out, Big D's business rivals will inevitably make a big deal out of it.

He has the confidence to withstand the collapse, but not the confidence to withstand the collapse of the D.

There's no other reason than that Big D has a large following, is arrogant and domineering, and is truly someone who dares to scare him!

Having his weakness exposed, Old Ghost En was now considering retreating.

But one second he was acting all high and mighty, and the next he was forced to back down in public. He couldn't possibly save face for his uncles.

Lin Xiaoru remained silent, staring intently at Old Gui En, clearly not intending to give him a way out.

Tap—tap—tap—

Just as the atmosphere was becoming somewhat somber, the sound of a cane was heard outside the banquet hall.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see Lin Huai Le supporting a portly old man as they slowly walked into the banquet hall.

Everyone stood up, and people began to greet Uncle Deng from the doorway.

The visitor was none other than Fat Tang, the true "retired emperor" of the Wo Shing Wo!

The elderly and frail Fat Deng didn't even glance at anyone else; he simply walked straight to the table where his uncles were sitting.

Lin Huaiyue pulled out a chair for him, leaned the black cane against the table, and then calmly sat down.

The cane slipped and was about to fall onto the carpet when Lin Huai Le quickly bent down and caught it.

He knew that this was the real "Dragon Head Stick" of Wo Luen Shing!

"Your name is Lin Xiaoru?"

Fat Deng leaned back in his chair with a steady, unhurried air and asked Lin Xiaoru in a nonchalant tone.

Lin Xiaoru put on a smile.

"Yes, Uncle Deng."

"I heard that your business is so big that you can handle bosses that even Big D couldn't manage."

"Excellent, Wo Shing likes a young man like you!"

"Deng Bo is too kind."

After finishing his conversation with Lin Xiaoru, Fat Deng looked at the embarrassed Old Ghost En.

"Old Ghost En, if you were to celebrate your birthday one day and someone brought a coffin to your celebration, would you be happy?"

Old Ghost knew that Fat Deng was targeting him, and with no other choice, he had to give in.

"Brother Wei, I didn't mean to cause trouble, it's just..."

"Alright, there are still police officers watching outside. If you have nothing else to do, sit down and get ready for dinner!"

As he spoke, Fat Deng lowered his eyelids and refused to look at the two of them again.

……

The farce vanished without a trace with just a few words from Fat Deng.

Lin Xiaoru toasted a few glasses of wine at the table of her uncles and was about to return to the main table when she saw An Toukun walking over with a phone in hand and a bitter look on his face.

"Brother Xiao, something's happened..."