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

Lin Bei nodded without saying anything more.

After everyone had left, he and Liang Kun walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office and looked at Victoria Harbour in the distance.

"How about it? Standing here overlooking the most luxurious area of ​​Hong Kong Island, do you feel a sense of superiority?"

Faced with Lin Bei's teasing, Liang Kun rolled his eyes at him, reached out his right hand to scratch his crotch, and said nonchalantly:

"Little brother, it's definitely a lie to say there isn't one."

"This is the first time I, Handsome Kun, have ever been to such a high-class place."

"And they even spent over a billion to buy this place. In the past, I wouldn't have dared to dream of such a thing."

Lin Bei reached out and put his hand on Liang Kun's shoulder.

"Boss, we'll only get richer and richer until we become the kingpin of Hong Kong."

A slight smile played on Liang Kun's lips as he rubbed his hands together, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"That's great."

"I'll move the film company here tomorrow, so I can have more high-profile stars with me in the future."

Lin Bei shook his head slightly and turned to walk out.

As he reached the door, he turned back and said:

"Playing around is fine, but don't get someone pregnant."

"Those are our cash cows."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Liang Kun waved his hand, not taking it seriously.

After Lin Bei left, Liang Kun didn't rush to leave.

He stood with his hands on his hips in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, walking from one end to the other, and then back again, becoming more and more satisfied with what he saw.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and began contacting the leaders of other branches of Hung Hing, informing them to come to a meeting in the afternoon to discuss the first step in the transformation of the triad's business.

On the other side, Lin Bei managed to steal a moment of leisure from his busy schedule.

He took several bodyguards to a long-established camera shop in Causeway Bay, picked out a well-maintained black-and-white antique camcorder, and also bought several boxes of film and a genuine leather strap, making sure he was properly wrapped up.

Once outside, he told his bodyguards to go back first, and then drove his red Ferrari towards Ou Yongen's law firm.

When he got downstairs, he glanced at his watch and realized it was past closing time.

There weren't many people coming and going at the office entrance, and the glass doors reflected the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lin Bei didn't rush to make a call. Instead, he parked his car on the side of the road, leaned against the hood, and lit a cigarette.

"It's already time to leave work, why hasn't this girl come down yet?"

He smoked half a cigarette, then suddenly remembered something, stubbed it out on a roadside trash can, and then a thought struck him.

The Identity Rewriting Card appeared in his hand.

It was a card that only he could see; it was jet black with a pale gold sheen at the edges.

The card spun between my fingers, exuding a cool sensation.

"Now that the office building has been purchased and the gang's business has started to be laundered, my identity also needs to be rewritten."

The setting sun peeked through the gaps between the buildings, turning the entire street orange-red.

"Next, Lin Bei will step into politics."

"You white devils, your living Yama has arrived..."

"Gagaga!"

He chuckled softly, then composed himself and silently recited in his mind:

"System, use the identity rewriting card!"

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully used the identity rewriting card.]

hum.

A white light, visible only to him, rose from the card, growing higher and higher, soaring over the rooftop and into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the light spread out like ripples on water, enveloping the entire sky above Hong Kong Island.

A very subtle tremor came through the air, as if countless invisible threads were being rewoven.

The pedestrians on the street paused for a moment.

The old lady giving change at the bakery entrance paused in mid-air, but the next second she continued to put coins into the customer's palm.

As the traffic light changed, a girl in a school uniform blinked and continued looking down at the comic book in her hand.

The office workers who were having a meeting in the office building were momentarily distracted, but then continued flipping through the documents.

In an instant, everyone on Hong Kong Island who knew Lam Pak had a completely new memory in their minds, while their previous memories were quietly deleted.

"Huh? That's it?"

Lin Bei looked around but didn't see anything different.

The street is still the same street, and the pedestrians are still the same pedestrians.

"It doesn't seem to have changed much..."

While he was still pondering this, Ou Yongen had already come downstairs and walked up to him without him noticing.

She was wearing a light blue dress, carrying a briefcase, with her long hair draped over her shoulders and a smile on her face.

"Hey Bei, why are you up so early today?"

Lin Bei snapped out of his daze, a slight smile playing on his lips, and casually opened the passenger door.

"When it comes to picking up your girlfriend, of course you have to be diligent."

"Let's go, get in the car."

"I've already bought the gift."

pat.

As soon as Ou Yongen sat in the passenger seat, upon hearing his words, she couldn't help but lean over, hug his neck, and kiss him on the cheek.

"Thank you, my dearest boyfriend."

"By the way, Master went back early this morning to prepare dinner, so let's just go there directly."

"Okay, hold on tight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Bei slammed on the gas pedal.

The red Ferrari shot off from the street like a bolt of lightning, its engine roaring as it passed through the buildings of Central and turned onto the road leading to Victoria Peak.

In the car, Lin Bei turned the steering wheel and casually remarked:

"What's your temper like, Attorney Jane?"

"Don't let him throw legal statutes at me if I say the wrong thing next."

Ou Yongen chuckled:

"What are you afraid of?"

"Master won't eat people."

"He enjoys cooking. He has a chef at home, but he cooks for his family every weekend."

"Especially on a night like tonight, there's bound to be plenty of food."

She turned her head and looked at him with a smile.

"Just don't start talking about business right away."

"Don't worry, I'm not talking business today."

Lin Bei replied.

Actually, he was thinking about something else entirely.

He also has a lottery system, which will be updated in about a week.

It's hard to say what we'll be able to extract by then.

Let's first establish a solid foundation with Attorney Jian today, so that we can pave the way for what comes next.

......

At Jian Aowei's home in the hillside villa area of ​​Taipingshan.

Steam rose from the kitchen, and the soup in the pot was bubbling away.

Wearing a dark blue apron, Jane Aowei deftly and skillfully slid the freshly fried fish from the pan into a plate.

Two kitchen helpers stood by, one washing vegetables and the other chopping ginger.

"It's almost time. You can finish the rest for me."

Jane Aowei glanced at the clock on the wall and took off her apron.

"Yes, Mr. Jane."

He went to the sink, washed his hands, dried them with a towel, straightened his shirt cuffs, and then went to the living room.

The sky outside the window had darkened, and the streetlights along the mountain road lit up one by one, outlining the entire mountain road as a winding ribbon of light.

He muttered to himself.

"Didn't I tell Yongen to come home early for dinner tonight?"

"It's almost six o'clock, why aren't we there yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep engine sound came from down the mountain.

A red sports car turned into the villa gate, its headlights sweeping across the courtyard before stopping in front of the porch.