Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

The automatic doors to the lobby on the first floor were open, and the wind rushing in from outside carried a bit of the heat from car exhaust fumes.

Five bank legal counsels in gray suits, along with three economic crime investigators in uniform, blocked the marble table at the front desk.

"This is a classic case of illegal fundraising! Even the profit margin of a five-star hotel isn't as high as the annualized return of your so-called 'Yu's Money'!"

The bald man leading the group slammed his briefcase heavily onto the table.

The commotion made the lucky cat figurine on the front desk shake twice.

The elevator doors opened with a "ding".

Su Ye walked out unhurriedly, a cool breeze rising from the hem of his coat.

He held the chipped stainless steel thermos in one hand and gently tapped the inside of the cup with his index finger knuckle.

"Chen Suan, show him the documents."

With dark circles under his eyes, Chen Suan clutched his stomach tightly with his left hand and threw a stack of agreements stamped with official seals in front of the bald man with his right.

The paper made a crisp sound when it rubbed together.

"Read the first clause carefully. We call this the 'Merchant Marketing Rebate Points Agreement'."

Chen Suan gasped in pain, his voice turning cold.

"What users deposit is not called principal, but recharge points. The system returns equivalent discount coupons to Sihai Construction, Sihai Fresh Food, and Sihai Short Video every day according to a certain ratio."

Su Ye stepped forward and looked at the bald man with sweat beading on his forehead through his glasses.

"Comrade, how can using points to redeem discount coupons for internal group goods be considered illegal deposit-taking?"

The bald man abruptly opened the file, his hands trembling.

"Then...where did the funds go! You must have misappropriated tens of millions of dollars in funds..."

"The funds are held in a dedicated reserve account at the Municipal Construction Bank and are currently frozen."

Chen Suan pushed up his down-sliding black-rimmed glasses. "Want to check your bank statements? Go outside and turn right to the China Construction Bank branch to get a statement."

The economic crime investigators exchanged glances, their faces turning ashen, as if they had swallowed flies.

It's that same rogue tactic of exploiting loopholes in the law again.

There's absolutely no evidence to be found.

He could only sheepishly turn around and walk away, clutching his briefcase.

Su Ye unscrewed the thermos, and hot steam coated the lenses with a layer of vapor.

He blew on the plump goji berries on the water's surface.

"Alright, ignore them. Director Zhang."

Zhang Tiezhu quickly straightened his legs from standing at attention and came closer. "Boss, I'm here!"

"Have the public relations department issue a press release."

Su Ye took a sip of warm water, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"Travel the World, now fully launched today."

10:00 AM, South Gate of University Town, Longhai City.

The sun baked the asphalt road surface, giving off a faint smell of asphalt.

A female student with a backpack stood under the shade of a tree, holding a smartphone and nervously staring at the small dots on the screen.

The scene of those gangsters blocking the door last night is still vivid in my mind.

If she hadn't been rushing to a job interview in the city and couldn't get a taxi, she would never have used this new "Sihai Travel" app.

Two minutes later.

"squeak--"

A beat-up Santana, freshly washed with car wash liquid and with its rearview mirrors gleaming, was parked by the curb.

The car door popped open.

Brother Biao, wearing a white shirt draped over his body and snow-white work gloves, jogged around the front of the car.

He forced out an exaggerated smile with eight teeth on his taut, fleshy face.

He opened the car door with his left hand and held the roof of the car tightly with his right.

His back instantly bent at an eerie ninety-degree angle.

"Hello! Sihai Travel is dedicated to serving you! Please be careful not to bump your head when boarding!"

The gruff voice startled the female student, who took a large step back.

She stared wide-eyed at the burly man who looked as if he were on his way to someone's funeral.

"Master...you...you're not robbing me, are you?"

Brother Biao was so anxious that he kept rubbing his white gloves, and his eyes were twitching.

"Oh, girl, don't talk nonsense! We are a well-organized and disciplined legitimate company! Get in the car, it's hot outside."

The girl cautiously climbed into the back seat.

There was no smell of the usual sour foot odor or cigarette smoke in the carriage.

The air conditioner was on full blast, and there was even a faint jasmine scent from a cheap air freshener.

Brother Biao sat back in the driver's seat, turned around and handed over a bottle of mineral water with the Sihai logo printed on it.

"Have some water to calm your nerves. Um, is the temperature okay?"

The girl took the bottle, looking bewildered. "It's...suitable."

Brother Biao breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the radio knob.

Richard Clayderman's "Autumn Whispers" was playing from the broken speaker, though the high notes were a bit off.

The car started smoothly, didn't run any red lights, and even braked 10 meters in advance when it approached the zebra crossing.

The girl held the mineral water bottle, her mind blank.

Has the world gone mad?

At the other end of Longhai City, in the old town's building materials market.

A young driver with dyed blond hair was picking up a middle-aged man with a non-local accent.

The blond-haired man was chewing Wrigley's gum with his mouth full, his left hand resting on the steering wheel.

The car passed two intersections in a row, but didn't follow the navigation to go in a straight line.

"Driver, isn't this the way to the train station?"

A middle-aged man peered out the window at the unfamiliar auto repair shop.

Yellow Hair rolled his eyes in the rearview mirror and blew a bubble.

"They're building sewers up ahead! You have to go around it. What, you don't believe me?"

"You've veered off course by almost two kilometers!" The man pulled out his phone to make a call.

The blond-haired man stepped on the gas, and the car lurched violently.

"Stop talking nonsense! Paying for your ride is a matter of course! When we get there, check the meter. You dare to shortchange me by a single penny?"

He's been hanging around this area for years, and bullying outsiders is commonplace for him.

Although I was forced to wear this stupid white shirt yesterday, old habits die hard.

We just turned into a relatively quiet, tree-lined avenue.

"boom--"

The roar of the engine instantly shattered the silence of the street corner.

Three heavy Harley-Davidson motorcycles sped out of the alley ahead.

The tires left several black tracks on the ground, and the smell of burning filled the air.

They formed a triangular shape, firmly wedging the yellow-haired Jetta in the middle of the road.

The blond-haired man slammed on the brakes, nearly hitting his head on the steering wheel.

The chewing gum fell onto my lap with a "thud".

Lei Hu, wearing a black half-helmet and a black tactical vest, stepped off the Harley at the front.

The heavy leather boots made a dull thud as they stepped on the asphalt.

He strode to the driver's side door of the Jetta and tapped on the window with his thick fingers.

Huang Mao saw the shiny, reflective bald head and the centipede-like scar on his face.

My bladder tightened suddenly from fright.

He rolled down the car window, his hands trembling.

"Tiger, Brother Tiger... I..."

Lei Hu ignored him, took out the walkie-talkie from his waist, and pressed the call button.

"Customer service department, has the back-end system verified this?"

Zhou Ming's rapid breathing came through the walkie-talkie.

"Tiger's identity has been confirmed! The system detected that the vehicle deviated by 3.2 kilometers. The onboard recording confirms that he threatened and intimidated passengers, and his attitude was appalling!"

Lei Hu raised his eyelids and reached into the car window.

With a "click," the car key was pulled out.

"get off."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was incredibly oppressive.

The blond-haired man's legs were cramping, and he clung tightly to the steering wheel, refusing to let go.

"Brother Tiger, I was wrong! I'll turn around right now! I didn't take his money!"

Four burly men in black vests jumped off the two motorcycles behind.

He opened the car door and, like plucking a chick, yanked the blond-haired boy out.

Press it onto the scorching hot hood.

Lei Hu pulled out the worn-out "Employee Handbook" from his pocket and turned to page seven.

It was shoved directly into the blond guy's face.

"Read it to me!"

The blond-haired man was so overwhelmed that he could hardly breathe, and he stammered as he looked at the words on the paper.

"Article Seven...Those who deliberately take detours to overcharge passengers or threaten passengers..."

"According to company regulations."

Lei Hu put away the booklet and waved his hand dismissively.

"The employment contract will be terminated on the spot. The full amount of the deposit will be deducted as compensation to the passenger for breach of contract."

The burly man roughly ripped the white gloves off the blond-haired man's hands.

With a "ripping" sound, the white shirt was torn open and ripped off.

"You're fired from physics. The car company is towing you away, get out."

The blond-haired man was lying shirtless on the curb, completely dumbfounded.

The out-of-town passenger in the back seat gripped the door handle tightly, his back soaked with cold sweat.

They thought they had encountered a gangland shootout and robbery.

Lei Hu turned around and walked towards the back door.

His fleshy face instantly scrunched up, and he bent over at a perfect 90-degree angle.

"Brother, I'm so sorry! This driver was incompetent and gave you a fright."

Lei Hu spoke gruffly, then pulled an envelope from the Sihai Group out of his pocket and shoved it over.

"This fare is on the house; it's a small token of our concern. The motorcycle behind will take you to the train station; we promise it won't delay your train."

The passenger looked at the stack of red bills peeking out of the envelope, then at the group of burly men in front of him whose arms were thicker than his own legs.

I was so scared I almost cried.

Municipal Bureau Building.

Li Jianguo sat behind his desk, pressing his thumb firmly against his temple.

Captain Gu's eyes were bloodshot, and he was holding a newly issued police report in his hand.

"Chief, we received six emergency calls to 110 this morning..."

Captain Gu swallowed hard, his voice slightly unsteady.

"They said gangsters were stripping drivers and robbing cars in the street. We sent people over to investigate..."

"What did they find out?" Li Jianguo's eyelids twitched wildly.

"It turns out that Sihai Group is cleaning house. Anyone who takes a longer route and charges an extra dollar, doesn't greet you politely, or has cigarette smoke in their car..."

Team Leader Gu grabbed a handful of his messy hair. "Just pull him off the bus, terminate his employment contract, and revoke his operating license. I heard he'll also be added to the Sihai Chamber of Commerce's credit blacklist."

Li Jianguo was stunned.

I forgot to pick up the enamel mug with its chipped paint.

"To publicly expose someone's wrongdoing in the street for a few dollars?"

He kicked the chair away in frustration, yelling, "Are these bastards gangsters or a task force for creating a civilized city?!"

The chairman's office on the top floor of Sihai Group.

Shen Qinghan walked in carrying a freshly brewed cup of black coffee.

His fingers gripped the handle of the porcelain cup tightly.

The "rectification" commotion on the streets today was so loud that she had secretly sent three warning text messages to the provincial department.

Su Ye sat in his executive chair, watching the order data on his computer screen rise rapidly.

I picked up my thermos and took a sip of water.

"Secretary Shen, the rules for the travel market have been established."

Su Ye pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Next, notify the legal department to prepare to contact the electric vehicle wholesalers in the city."

Shen Qinghan placed the coffee on the table and paused for a moment.

"Buying an electric car? Are you trying to enter the delivery industry?"

Su Ye shook his head, his gaze falling on a map on the corner of the table.

"No. I want to show all the owners of street food stalls and restaurants in Longhai City what legal physical punctuality really means."