Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

Thirteen Sister understood instantly.

She flipped through the mental ledger, picked up the calculator on the table, and quickly pressed a few keys to do a rough calculation.

Five thousand sets of clothes, at a rate of several hundred sets consumed every day, plus peak seasons on weekends and holidays.

"If it's as you say, these five thousand sets of clothing will be sold out in less than half a month!"

Her voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Lin Bei exhaled a smoke ring, watching it slowly diffuse and disappear in the air, his expression indifferent.

"That's right."

"That's why I had Ateng stockpile this batch of goods."

"By the time other clubs realized what was happening, we had already made enough profit from the first wave of benefits."

He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the busy scene in the workshop through the gaps in the blinds.

"After these two months, I've made a name for myself in Mong Kok."

"Especially that tough battle the night before last, they fought with great spirit."

"From now on, there's a high probability that no foolish gang will bother us."

He turned around, his gaze falling on Thirteen Sister, his tone serious.

"We need to seize this time to develop and press our advantage."

"Otherwise, our business on Portland Street will definitely be taken away by the United Gang or the Number Gang."

"You know those people better than I do. Once they smell meat, they'll pounce on you like hungry wolves."

Thirteen Sister's expression turned serious. She suppressed her earlier excitement and answered in a deep voice.

"Brother Bei, don't worry."

"I'll make arrangements as soon as I get back, and hold the first promotional event tonight."

"I'll personally oversee it to ensure nothing goes wrong."

Lin Bei nodded in satisfaction.

He was confident in Thirteen Sister's ability to execute tasks.

Over the past two years, I've found this woman to be decisive and efficient, and her subordinates respect her; she's a capable person.

After discussing for a while, the group finalized the details of tonight's event, going over every detail from poster design to the selection of girls, from beverage pairings to music rhythm.

Lin Bei has always done things this way: if he's going to do something, he won't do it at all; if he's going to do it, he'll do it to the extreme.

Finally, the group left the garment factory.

Wang Teng saw them off to the door, waving and bowing repeatedly until the car turned the corner before straightening up.

In the car, Ailian sat in the back seat, turned to the side, and couldn't help but ask Lin Bei.

"Brother Bei, the owner of that garment factory seems really afraid of you. He's like a mouse seeing a cat when he sees you."

"Isn't he your subordinate?"

Thirteen Sister in the driver's seat and Yaowen and the others in the back seat also quietly perked up their ears.

Everyone has a gossipy nature, especially in this complex world where power dynamics are deeply intertwined, any piece of information can lead to countless connections.

Lin Bei sat in the passenger seat, the street scenes outside the car window flashing by, and the sunlight casting dappled shadows on his face through the window.

He gazed into the distance, his eyes unfocused, as if recalling some old story.

Lin Bei remained expressionless, his voice flat.

"He used to gamble and was heavily in debt. People chased him to the factory and tried to kill him."

"I just happened to be passing by and helped him out."

"After that, he became mine."

"This factory is also under my name, but he's running it for me now, so I don't usually manage it."

He spoke casually, but everyone in the car knew that behind the "casual rescue" was far more complex than that.

Upon hearing this, Thirteen Sister smiled knowingly and teased him while turning the steering wheel.

"Brother Bei, I've been following you for years, and I still don't know what you're capable of."

"Was it your doing that Wang Pangzi incurred such a huge gambling debt?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Baoming and the other two were taken aback, and their eyes all turned to Lin Bei in the passenger seat.

The air in the carriage seemed to freeze for a moment.

Lin Bei laughed and cursed, then turned around and glared at Thirteen Sister.

"Depend on!"

"Did Han Bin enlighten you last night, unlocking your potential and making you smarter?"

"Why haven't I seen you this clever before?"

Thirteen Sister's face flushed red, burning from her cheeks all the way to her ears. Her hands, gripping the steering wheel, became unsteady, and she stammered out a curse.

"You...you...you're talking nonsense!"

Lin Bei waved his hand, his tone becoming more relaxed.

"Okay."

"If you like Han Bin, I won't object to you being with him."

"Han Bin is a good guy. He's rich and powerful, and he's sincere towards you."

"However... I want to make things clear to you all today."

His tone changed, his voice lowered, and the atmosphere in the carriage changed as well.

"In my view, public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters."

"As long as you don't betray me, I definitely won't interfere in your relationship matters."

"Who you're friends with is your freedom."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the back row through the rearview mirror, and everyone felt the weight of that gaze.

"But what if I find out you've done something to betray me..."

"Hmph!"

"Thirteenth Sister, you know what I'm capable of."

Gurgle.

Thirteen Sister swallowed, making a clear sound in her throat.

She chuckled awkwardly, her tone carrying a hint of genuine awe.

"Brother Bei, don't worry, I will never betray you."

"My dad and I have been hanging around in Mong Kok for years, following you and Brother Kun. Don't you believe me?"

Huo Baoming and the other two nodded in agreement, as if they wanted to shed their hearts to show their loyalty, and the atmosphere in the car relaxed again.

Lin Bei chuckled softly and glanced down at his watch.

The clock hand has already pointed to 11:30.

"Um!"

"It's almost lunchtime, let's go to Mong Kok for dinner first."

Since Lin Bei obtained the system and successfully took up his post, he no longer needed to hide his strength as before.

Gradually, he began to spend money extravagantly, never shortchanging himself or his brothers who followed him.

This is his principle in life.

Wolves travel a thousand miles to eat meat, dogs travel a thousand miles to eat excrement!

In the past, with Liang Kun taking the lead, the two brothers would work together, one in front and one behind, while he always kept a low profile in the shadows.

So much so that apart from his trusted confidantes Thirteen Sister and a few others like Silly Qiang, none of the other leaders of Hung Hing, or even the head of the gang, Chiang Tin-sang, knew his true strength.

At noon, Lin Bei treated them to a big meal at a long-established seafood restaurant in Mong Kok.

Lobster sashimi, steamed grouper, typhoon shelter-style stir-fried crab, and steamed abalone with black bean sauce were laid out on the table, along with beer and spirits.

The group of people, including Huo Baoming, ate with gusto, their mouths greasy and exclaiming how delicious it was.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, he told Thirteen Sister to go back and do her work, preparing for tonight's activities.

In the afternoon, he took Huo Baoming and the other two to see Attorney Huang, intending to have a proper discussion about Liang Kun's matter.

Every extra day that Liang Kun stayed in the prison, the more uneasy he felt.