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

Chen Yao nodded in agreement.

"But...but Mr. Jiang!"

Big Boss B didn't expect the leader to be so easy to talk to, and so readily granted Lin Bei his position.

He then thought about how Chan Ho-nam and the others had followed him for seven or eight years and were still considered traitors, which made him even more resentful.

"Ah B, the rules of the gang are fair. As long as you make contributions to the gang, you can get a position."

Jiang Tiansheng's words have made it clear that even the most idiotic Boss B can understand them.

"I understand, Mr. Jiang."

Although Boss B was very unhappy with Lin Bei's attitude towards him, he couldn't refute Jiang Tiansheng's opinion at this moment.

He sat down again, picked up his teacup and took a big gulp, his face looking as pale as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Alright, now that the second matter is resolved, let's talk about the other one..."

After Jiang Tiansheng finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to Boss B.

Big Brother B nodded slightly and immediately recounted Chen Yaoqing's story in detail.

It turns out that Chen Yaoqing of the New Journalist Agency was ordered by his superiors to compete with Boss B for the most prosperous street in Causeway Bay.

There's a nightclub on that street, about a dozen bars, four or five horse stalls, and quite a few shops. The protection fees alone amount to millions every month.

Who wouldn't want to take a bite of such a big cake?

In the past month, there have been many frictions between the two sides.

It started with mutual insults and posters on the street, which later escalated into small-scale horse-baring and standoffs.

Chen Yaoqing was always outdone by Boss B, so last night he took advantage of Boss B's inattention and launched a surprise attack on his horse stable and bar, causing quite a commotion.

"Hmph! The Tiger of Wan Chai, what a boastful tone!"

Han Bin snorted coldly.

"Tsk tsk, Brother B, from what you're saying, that Chen Yaoqing isn't that tough, he just does sneak attacks."

"Should I send someone to help you tonight?"

"Dinosaur joked."

"Come on, this is my own business, I'll handle it myself!"

"At today's meeting, I, Big B, made a self-criticism and vowed that such a thing would never happen again!"

Boss B crossed his arms and glanced at the dinosaur.

At this moment, Jiang Tiansheng, who was at the head of the table, finally spoke.

"Since it was Xinji who broke the rules first, they can't blame us."

"Ah B!"

Big Brother B immediately stood up.

"Mr. Jiang, please give your instructions!"

"I'm giving you a week to get Chen Yaoqing sorted out for me."

"Whoever can take over Sun Kee's territory in Causeway Bay, I'll let him take over!"

Jiang Tiansheng's words were clearly an attempt to elevate Big Boss B's underling to a higher position.

The people in the meeting room exchanged glances, then fell silent, watching the charade unfold.

Lin Bei watched coldly from the sidelines.

He knew that, according to the plot, Chen Yaoqing would be killed in Macau.

Could it be... that Chan Ho-nam and his gang did it?

But none of this concerns him.

His most important task now is to get the job transfer settled as soon as possible.

After the meeting, Chen Yao took Lin Bei to the auditorium behind the Hung Hing headquarters.

It was a room decorated like an ancestral hall, with a statue of Guan Yu in the center, surrounded by the smoke of incense.

The walls on both sides are adorned with portraits of past Hongmen sages, creating a solemn atmosphere.

In the past, the Hongmen's "Four Nines" system required three people in principle.

A common saying goes: Red sticks and paper fans are available every year, but if they are not made for three years, it will be the 49th.

Lin Bei's case is like a bolt from the blue; it's a promotion that happens exceptionally.

Who made him take over the Mong Kok triad's signboard when Leung Kwan was away? He not only fended off attacks from other triads, but also made the business more and more prosperous.

As for "Brother Kun," he was eager to take over the position and accept the gang's orders because the previous Mong Kok gang leader had died.

Chen Yao changed into a black Tang suit, his expression serious.

"Lin Bei, kneel down."

Lin Bei knelt down as instructed, facing the statue of Lord Guan.

Chen Yao picked up a lit incense stick, bowed three times before the statue of the deity, then turned around and recited the oath of service to Lin Bei.

"Brothers of the Hongmen, loyalty comes first."

"Today, Lin Bei Zha is a white paper fan, ranked 415th."

"From this day forward, you shall advise the organization and deploy its troops without fail..."

Lin Bei repeated the words one by one, but in his heart he was thinking: "The position of Bai Zhishan is good. He's in charge of the money bag."

From now on, the club's money will be my money, right?

After the ceremony, Chen Yao patted him on the shoulder.

"Ah Bei, do a good job."

"Mr. Jiang thinks highly of you."

"Thank you, Brother Yao."

Lin Bei nodded slightly, a smile on his face, but he knew very well what was going on in his heart.

Jiang Tiansheng was just using him as a pawn.

After leaving the main hall, Lin Bei checked his watch; it was already past eleven.

He got into the car and dialed a number using his mobile phone.

"Hello, is this Attorney Huang?"

"I'm Lin Bei."

Are you free now?

"Come with me to Stanley."

"Mr. Lin, visits to Stanley require prior appointments."

"I know, it's already arranged."

"Wait for me at the entrance of Stanley at two o'clock."

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Bei drove to Mong Kok and withdrew five thousand dollars in cash from a bank.

Five thousand yuan is enough for an average family's living expenses for more than a month.

But in order to see Liang Kun, I had no choice but to spend the money.

……

2 PM, Stanley Prison.

Lin Bei waited in the visiting room for a full half hour before he saw Liang Kun, dressed in prison clothes, being led out by the prison guards.

He's lost some weight, but his eyes are still as sharp as before.

He sat down, picked up the microphone, and his signature hoarse voice rang out.

"Hey kid, what brings you here?"

"Aren't you going to keep an eye on the place today?"

"I've come to see you today to report two pieces of news."

Lin Bei picked up the microphone and smiled through the glass wall, "One is bad news, the other is good news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"You brat, I've been in that hellhole for months, I'm got a temper, don't mess with me!"

"Quickly tell me the good news, let me put out this fire!"

Liang Kun looked impatient.

"All right……"

"Your cousin here has been fired, and he's still just a nobody!"

Liang Kun was taken aback at first, then a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Good lad, you truly live up to the innate underworld physique I've been eyeing!"

"It was the right decision not to let you go to university. With your talent, it would be a waste if you didn't participate in clubs!"

Lin Bei rolled her eyes at him.

He didn't have a system before. He originally planned to study hard and become a lawyer or doctor in the future.

Who knew that Leung Kwan would be impressed by his intelligence and forcefully pull him into the Hung Hing triad, offering him advice and strategies.

This also meant that although Liang Kun only had two streets of territory, he earned just as much money as other gangs.

What's even more infuriating is that the Hongmen rule that only those who make great contributions can become hall masters led Liang Kun, who was already a gangster enthusiast, to accept the gang's mission despite Lin Bei's objections.

"What's the other bad news?"

Liang Kun realized what was happening and quickly asked.

Seeing his cousin get promoted and make a fortune, he figured it must be a family problem, not a career issue.

"Don't worry, your aunt is fine."

Lin Bei seemed to sense Liang Kun's anxiety and comforted him.

"That's good."

"As long as you and Mom are okay, how much worse can other things get..."

Liang Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Bei knew that Liang Kun cared most about his family.

He hasn't started selling fans yet, so he's not as ruthless as he was in the original story.

"It's your girl, it's your fire extinguisher..."

"She's getting married."

Upon hearing this, Liang Kun scoffed.

"That's just how women are..."

"When you're feeling better, she sticks to you like bubblegum."

"When you lose, she leaves you..."

Lin Bei was relieved to see his boss taking it so lightly.

"Boss, it's good that you're so open-minded."

"I'll be keeping an eye on things here, so you can relax and have a good vacation without worrying too much."

He paused, looked around, and when he made sure no one was watching, he whispered, "I'll find the best lawyer to appeal for you and try my best to get you out."

Hearing this, Liang Kun felt a warmth in his heart.

Although he really wanted to get out, he thought again that he was already being treated well by being sentenced to three years.