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

"Brother Yaodong, as long as you are down-to-earth, willing to learn more and see more of the world, your life will definitely get better in the future, and you will eventually achieve great success."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yaodong shook his head, revealing a bitter smile that betrayed his lingering drunkenness.

"I'm not really that interested in money."

"As long as I can improve the lives of all the villagers and ensure that everyone in the clan, young and old, can eat meat every day and no longer suffer from hunger and poverty, then I will be content and my life will have been worthwhile."

"Big brother!"

Lin Yaohua and Lin Zonghui shouted in unison, looking at Lin Yaodong with excited expressions, their eyes suddenly reddening.

"Second brother! Third brother!"

The three grown men hugged each other tightly in front of everyone, bursting into tears as they wept, tears streaming down their dark, rough faces.

This sudden scene made Lin Bei's brows twitch uncontrollably, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Cough cough, alright, alright."

"Things will work themselves out; who knows, maybe I'll wake up tomorrow to find a big business opportunity delivered to my door?"

As soon as he said that, Lin Yaodong and the other two turned their heads at the same time and looked at Lin Bei. The drunkenness in their eyes suddenly cleared up a bit.

"Mr. Lin, do you mean... you're willing to bring our village along to do business?"

Lin Bei first shook his head, paused for a moment, and then nodded.

This shaking and tapping left Lin Yaodong and his two companions completely bewildered, like Louis XVI going to a barbershop for a haircut.

The three of them lacked the foresight of later generations and couldn't fathom what Lin Bei truly meant.

Lin Beichao gave him a sharp look.

Huo Baoming understood, turned around and closed the door tightly. Then Lin Bei explained the smuggling to Lin Yaodong and the others in detail.

Lin Yaodong swallowed hard, making a gurgling sound in his throat.

Such a big deal?

"In addition, I also plan to build a garment factory and an instant noodle processing plant here."

"I plan to appoint Yaohua and Zonghui as factory managers for these two factories to oversee production."

"Later, I will send a few people from Hong Kong Island to set up a logistics company here. You can contact them directly then, instead of asking me about everything."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yaodong and the other two could no longer sit still. They stood up in unison and bowed deeply to Lin Bei, their waists bent very low.

"Mr. Lin, we brothers will never forget your immense kindness to our village..."

Lin Bei also stood up and walked over, helping the three of them up one by one.

"Alright, we've been friends for a while now, sharing drinks and meals together, so let's not stand on ceremony."

"I trust your character and believe you are reliable, which is why I entrusted such an important project to you."

"I hope you put in more effort and do things properly, so as not to disappoint me."

"Rest assured, we will do our utmost to do a good job and will never let you down!"

Lin Yaodong and the other two looked solemn, their tone full of determination.

……

Two days later, Lin Bei and his group returned to Hong Kong Island.

He had barely arrived at Portland Street when, without even taking a break, he picked up the phone and called the three brothers, Liang Kun and Han Bin, urging them to come over immediately to discuss matters.

"Hey, did you finalize the suppliers for this trip up north?"

Han Bin asked impatiently as soon as he entered the door.

"We've reached an agreement. Not only have we found a supplier, but we've also conveniently found several distributors with whom we can cooperate long-term."

"I called you all here today because I want to get this project on the agenda as soon as possible and get it up and running."

Lin Bei briefly explained the situation.

Liang Kun's eyes lit up, and he reached out to pat Lin Bei on the shoulder, his face full of smiles.

"Haha, once this project gets going, won't the money just keep pouring into our pockets like water?"

Han Bin and the others couldn't help but smile.

Lin Bei turned to look at Liang Kun and asked.

"Hey buddy, how far along is the team at the film company?"

Liang Kun chuckled, a hint of smugness in his expression.

"You can rest assured when I handle things."

"I've already chosen the male and female leads. Now all I need is for you to send over the script. Once we have both, we can start filming immediately."

Han Bin was taken aback upon hearing this, and began to have some doubts.

These two brothers want to get involved in every kind of business. How can a gangster like them make a living by acting in movies?

"Kun-ge, Abei, you guys are really planning to make a movie?"

"Don't end up losing everything, even your underwear; that would be ridiculous."

Liang Kun snorted coldly and replied in a nonchalant tone.

"snort!"

"What do you know? We run a film company; we don't just want to make money, we want to make a lot of money!"

Han Bin's curiosity was completely piqued. He really couldn't understand where Liang Kun got his confidence from.

Lin Bei stopped being mysterious and explained the entire process of money laundering in the film industry.

Upon hearing this, Han Bin almost couldn't help but drool.

He has indeed made a lot of dirty money through smuggling in the past two years, but he has always been reluctant to go through the money laundering process. There is no other way, the commission from outside is just too expensive, it feels like cutting off a piece of his flesh.

Now that he has connections with his own people, he's already starting to plan how to scrape together a few million to buy a high-class apartment and enjoy himself.

……

Inside Wong Po's nightclub on Cheung Sha Street in Mong Kok.

With a sharp crack, the glass was smashed to the ground, shards flying everywhere.

Wang Bao was so angry that his face trembled with rage, and his eyes were filled with a fierce look.

"Oh shit!"

"That damned bastard Chan Kwok-chung! He doesn't bother investigating any of the many triads in Mong Kok, but he's always picking on me, like a mad dog watching me relentlessly!"

Yellow-haired Ah Ji walked forward expressionlessly, his voice as cold as ice.

"Master Bao, should I go and take care of this?"

Wang Bao's chest heaved violently a few times, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Go find a few fellow Daoists and take some powder to Women's Street to distribute."

"What I can't have, Hung Hing can't get easily either!"

"Understood, Master Bao!"

After Huang Mao Aji nodded in agreement, he turned and left the nightclub.

......

Mong Kok Police Station, Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB).

Chen Guozhong, Ma Jun, and Hua Ge are working overtime.

Tonight they arrested many of Wang Bao's subordinates who were selling their goods, causing Wang Bao to suffer considerable losses.

They had just put down their work, were having a late-night snack, and were enjoying the wonderful 007 bliss.

At that moment, Chen Guozhong's pager went off.

He picked up the phone next to him and dialed.

"Feed? Who's looking for me?"

"What? Over on Ladies' Street?"

"Alright! I'll take some men there right away!"

Chen Guozhong hung up the phone, walked over, and spoke with a serious expression.

"My informant reported that a dozen or so Daoist gangsters were selling off goods near Ladies' Market. They're supposedly Hung Hing's men, Young Master Kun!"