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

"Okay, I got it. Our club has some big plans coming up soon. If you're interested, let's meet up and talk later."

"Okay, let's meet up tonight."

drop!

Lin Bei hung up the phone, stood at the end of the corridor, took a deep breath, and suppressed his turbulent thoughts.

He straightened his suit collar, pushed open the conference room door, and went back in.

As soon as you enter, a wave of heat hits you.

The venue was filled with smoke and laughter.

The dozen or so gang leaders were still immersed in the blueprint they had just seen, gathering in twos and threes to discuss what kind of business they would get into in the future.

Some people slammed their fists on the table, saying they wanted to open more restaurants on their own turf, while others were calculating how much money they could save by sending their underlings to work as security guards.

The atmosphere was even more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

Leung Kwan sat in the main seat, his legs propped up on the table, a cigar dangling from his lips, looking smug and self-satisfied.

Seeing Lin Bei enter, he smiled and put his legs down, placing the cigar between his fingers:

"Abei, I've discussed everything in the plan with everyone, and we'll proceed step by step."

"This afternoon, take your law firm staff to Central and look around. If you see a building you like, buy it."

"Anyway, our company can allocate over a billion yuan at any time."

Lin Bei nodded slightly upon hearing this:

"Okay, I'll take care of it this afternoon."

After saying that, he gave Liang Kun a wink.

Liang Kun and Lin Bei have been brothers for many years; he can tell something's up with just a glance.

He stood up calmly, clapped his hands twice facing the crowd, and said loudly:

"Alright, today's meeting has come to a successful conclusion. You can all go back and get back to your work."

"Remember, when you get back, make sure you have a clear headcount of everyone in your respective branches. Otherwise, when the company pays salaries, you won't even be able to match the names up."

"Yes, Mr. Li, Mr. Lin!"

The group of people in charge stood up, greeted each other, and walked out of the main hall one after another.

While some were still enthusiastically discussing social security, others had already started calling their subordinates to report the news.

The sounds of footsteps and laughter gradually faded away along the corridor.

Gao Jin followed the crowd to the door and was about to step out when Ji Zicheng gently tugged at his sleeve from behind.

"Brother Jin, Mr. Lin is looking for you. He wants you to stay for a moment."

Gao Jin paused, then turned and walked back into the conference room.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he sensed that something was wrong.

Lin Bei had stopped laughing and sat at one corner of the conference table, his fingers unconsciously tapping the surface.

Liang Kun stood by the window, his back to the door, the cigar in his hand half-burned, the ash piled up long without being flicked off.

Neither of them spoke; the air seemed to freeze.

Gao Jin stepped forward and lowered his voice:

"Brother Kun, Brother Bei, are you looking for me?"

"Okay, sit down."

Liang Kun turned around and waved for him to sit down.

He walked to the head of the table, stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray, and looked up at Lin Bei:

"Abei, tell me what just happened."

Lin Bei nodded.

He quickly recounted what Big D had just said on the phone.

The three Tung Sing trio will arrive in Hong Kong tomorrow. Camel received a mysterious phone call last night, which caused all the Tung Sing underlings outside to hide in Yuen Long, as well as a name that has not been seen for twenty years.

Upon hearing this, Liang Kun's expression changed drastically.

"Shui Ling?"

He repeated the name, his tone unusually solemn, even with a hint of barely perceptible apprehension.

"I've heard of this woman; she was a legendary figure in Hong Kong back in the day!"

Gao Jin raised an eyebrow and looked at Liang Kun:

"Brother Kun, is this woman very formidable?"

Liang Kun did not answer immediately.

He lit another cigarette, took a deep drag, and then fell into a long reverie.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he slowly recounted Shui Ling's deeds from back then...

Over the decades, the Hong Kong underworld has seen countless ups and downs, with numerous capable and ruthless criminals emerging. Yet, only Shui Ling has created a legendary female figure that is unprecedented and unparalleled.

In that era of bloodshed and male dominance in the underworld, she, an orphan, broke free from the mire of poverty and, with her ruthless methods and unparalleled wisdom, ascended to the position of Grand Marshal of the Eastern Star Road, subdued countless thugs, and intimidated both the righteous and the wicked, becoming the most awe-inspiring and unrepeatable female overlord in the history of the underworld.

Shui Ling's life has never been smooth sailing.

In his youth, he was down on his luck and roamed the streets, where he witnessed the cruel, dog-eat-dog world of gangsters.

She shed her girlish innocence early on, possessing a temperament far beyond that of ordinary people—ruthless and patient. She knew that in the complex underworld, gentleness was deadly, and a soft heart meant destruction.

During her youthful adventures, she encountered some unkind people who treated her with contempt and cruelty, turning her into a pawn to be played with at will.

But she never succumbed to despair.

She kept all the bullying and humiliation hidden in her heart, turning it into the strength to lie low and gather power, remaining calm and patient, waiting for the opportunity to turn the tables.

Shui Ling, who is adept at understanding human nature and scheming, never relies on brute force to gain short-term advantages, but instead uses her vision and strategy to plan for the future. She makes precise choices and proceeds step by step, taking the initiative to get close to Luo Zhengwu, the powerful tycoon of Dongxing at the time.

Unlike ordinary people who fawn over others, she was neither obsequious nor servile. With her insightful mind, calm demeanor, and unique perspective, she gradually won over Luo Zhengwu, becoming his most trusted and relied-upon bedmate.

What's even more remarkable is that, through her exposure to the power struggles and intrigues of the underworld, she has developed a top-tier level of strategic planning and ruthless decisiveness. She is proficient in recognizing, managing, strategizing, and controlling situations, and her vision and perspective far surpass those of many stagnant, veteran gang leaders.

Even after Luo Zhengwu was imprisoned and faced pressure from both the legitimate and criminal worlds, Shui Ling remained steadfast, using all her connections and resources, and risking immense danger to rescue him. Her decisive and compassionate actions demonstrated her courage and integrity to the entire martial arts world for the first time.

After Luo Zhengwu's death, the once-powerful Dongxing Society was suddenly leaderless. Internally, factions were divided, morale was low, and various powerful figures were eyeing the position, while rival gangs were waiting for an opportunity to encroach on its territory. Dongxing's foundation was on the verge of collapse.

At this critical juncture when no one dared to take on the great responsibility, Shui Ling resolutely stepped forward, took over the precarious banner of Tung Sing, and ascended to a high position in the underworld as a woman, succeeding as the Grand Marshal of Tung Sing, becoming the first female supreme leader in the history of the Hong Kong underworld.

The five years that Shui Ling led Tung Sing were the most glorious and illustrious years of her life, and also the golden age when Tung Sing Society rose again and became a force to be reckoned with in Hong Kong.

After taking power, she acted swiftly and decisively, with a clear system of rewards and punishments. Internally, she forcefully purged internal strife, integrated scattered factions, ruthlessly eliminated dissidents, and deterred restless elders, quickly stabilizing the turbulent situation within the organization.

They aggressively expanded their territory and consolidated their power, using both soft and hard tactics to maneuver between the legitimate and criminal worlds, gradually building up the influence of Tung Sing.