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

He finished the last few bites of beef fried rice on his plate quickly and expressionlessly, leaving not a single grain of rice.

Then he took out crumpled banknotes from his pocket, placed them on the table to pay the bill, and got up to walk towards the door.

Just as he reached the door, he was blocked by three men who looked like gangsters.

Lin Bei stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping coldly over the two men and one woman blocking his path. He raised an eyebrow, his voice sharp and impatient.

"What's up?"

The gang leader, wearing a faded denim jacket, was startled by the fierce aura emanating from Lin Bei.

He subconsciously swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and mustered his courage to ask.

"Big... Boss."

"Excuse me, are you from Hung Hing?"

Lin Bei nodded slightly, his impatience deepening.

"So what if it is?"

"Get out of my way, I'm in a hurry!"

After he finished speaking, he tried to push the other person away and turn to leave.

The gangster's eyes were filled with sincerity and longing as he spoke again eagerly.

"Boss, I want to follow you, can you take us in?"

"We're a few of the best fighters!"

After he finished speaking, without saying another word, he took off his denim jacket and ripped off his T-shirt underneath, revealing his bronze, well-defined, and muscular physique, as if to prove that what he said was true.

Lin Bei's lips twitched slightly. Looking at the three of them acting like fools, he found them interesting. They didn't seem like the kind of people who only talked big.

"What are your names?"

His tone softened somewhat.

The three men's faces lit up with joy, knowing they had a chance, and they quickly introduced themselves.

The gangster who took off his shirt, revealing his muscular physique, spoke first, his voice booming.

"Boss, my name is Fiery Ming!"

Another gangster, who was somewhat handsome and seemed rather composed, and who hadn't said much until now, also spoke up.

"Boss, my name is Yaowen."

The last one, a young woman who looked like she had just come of age, with a bit of baby fat on her face and a pretty face, said with a grin.

"Boss, my name is Ailian."

Lin Bei was suddenly stunned.

Good heavens, aren't these three people the high-ranking members of the triad in the movie "Triad"?

How come they are still unknown and seeking refuge everywhere during this period of time?

interesting.

"Okay, please come with me first."

"There are too many people and too many eyes around here; this isn't the place to talk."

After Lin Bei finished speaking, he took the lead and called for the others to follow him. He then got into his Toyota Crown, which was parked not far away.

All three of them were born into the poorest families on Hong Kong Island and grew up in overcrowded public housing estates.

Even taking a taxi is a luxury for them; they feel bad about it if they do take one.

Not to mention riding in such a clean and comfortable private car.

"Boss, we still don't know which leader of Hung Hing you are."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Huo Baoming rubbed his buttocks against the soft seat, looked around excitedly, and asked.

Ailian and Yaowen in the back seat immediately perked up their ears, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Lin Bei's profile expectantly, waiting for his answer.

Lin Bei's lips curled up slightly as he glanced at them through the rearview mirror, secretly amused. These were still a bunch of immature teenagers.

"Me?"

"I am Lin Bei."

"The white paper fan of the Hung Hing Society's Mong Kok branch."

"I'm not much older than you guys, you can just call me Brother Bei from now on."

Upon hearing this, Huo Baoming scratched his head, a look of confusion on his face.

"(⊙o⊙)..."

"I know Mong Kok, but wasn't the Hung Hing Society's leader there already dead...?"

Hearing this, Yaowen and Ailian in the back seat were also very worried, their hearts leaping into their throats.

They had just told Lin Bei they wanted to become his underlings, but his gang didn't even have a leader. What was going on?

Lin Bei glanced at them through the rearview mirror, his tone slightly mocking.

"I said, you guys..."

"Just now at the tea restaurant, you didn't even bother to find out who I, Lin Bei, am before rashly coming to become my disciple?"

Huo Baoming and the other two looked at each other, their faces showing embarrassment and their eyes darting away.

Yaowen, who was usually calm and collected, quickly spoke up to explain for the fiery Ming.

"Brother Bei, that's not what Amin meant."

"When we were at the tea restaurant, we overheard you on the phone and we could tell you had something important to do tonight and were definitely short-staffed."

"Perfect timing! What the three of us have plenty of right now is courage and strength, so we thought we'd give you a try and see if you could give us a chance!"

"We're just naturally brave!"

Ailian quickly echoed, a fawning smile plastered on her face.

"Yeah, Brother Bei."

"Although you don't look much older than us, I greatly admire your deeds in the underworld."

"I've wanted to work under a boss like you for ages!"

Lin Bei almost burst out laughing at the three people's clumsy and awkward acting.

But in an instant, his smile vanished, and his tone became serious.

"If you want to work for me, it's not impossible."

"There happens to be a tough battle tonight."

"If you perform well and satisfy me, I will naturally consider taking you under my wing."

Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately lit up and nodded vigorously with obvious delight, as if they wanted to shake their heads off.

"Don't worry, Brother Bei!"

"We certainly won't let you down!"

The three of them said in unison.

Lin Bei glanced at the three of them in the rearview mirror, looked at their energetic and hopeful young faces, and shook his head slightly.

It's so good to be young!

Twenty minutes later, Lin Bei finally drove to the familiar parking lot near the Mong Kok bar.

He parked the car and led Huo Baoming, Yaowen, and Ailian into the bar.

As soon as I entered, I saw two cleaning ladies in uniforms diligently cleaning with mops and rags, preparing for the evening's business.

Silly Qiang, who was sitting on a high stool next to the bar and talking animatedly on his cell phone, caught a glimpse of Lin Bei returning out of the corner of his eye. He quickly hung up the phone after a few words and hurried over to greet him.

"Brother Bei!"

"Um!"

"How's the manpower arrangement going?"

Lin Bei nodded slightly in response, then got straight to the point and asked.

"I've been contacting them for over half an hour. Right now, with our own men and some others we can call on, we can probably muster around seventy or eighty people."

Sha Qiang reported the truth to his superior.

"In addition, as you instructed, I have already spread the word in the underworld and am recruiting. I plan to find another hundred brave and daring Blue Lanterns."

After listening, Lin Bei pondered for a moment but didn't say anything more.

He reached into his briefcase and took out two neatly bundled "Golden Bulls" from the bag, then casually placed them on the bar counter.

The two thick stacks of banknotes gleamed alluringly in the dim light of the bar.

Huo Baoming, Yaowen, and Ailian stood behind, their eyes wide with amazement, unable to stop swallowing hard.