Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

At 10 a.m., the sunlight was a bit too bright.

The fountain was gushing loudly in the square in front of the headquarters building of Sihai Group in Longhai City.

The air was filled with the scent of freshly cleaned disinfectant and the fresh fragrance of holly trees in the green belt.

A black Audi A6 with a municipal government license plate, its right turn signal on, slowly drove into the gate.

This is Director Li's car from the Municipal Civilization Office. He came today specifically to inspect Longhai City's "Model Unit for Enterprise Culture Transformation".

"Crunch."

The Audi came to a smooth stop at the end of the red carpet.

Before the car was even turned off, a white figure darted out of the gate like a spring.

It moved so fast that it created a gust of wind.

Black Panther wore a white shirt that was so tight it looked like it was about to burst, and his big leather shoes slapped loudly on the marble floor.

His over 200-pound body was like a moving mountain of flesh, and he came to a precise stop at the right rear door of the Audi.

He gripped the door handle tightly with his left hand, while skillfully placing his right hand on the edge of the roof.

"Whoosh!"

The car door opened.

Black Panther's back instantly folded over, bending into an extremely exaggerated ninety-degree angle.

The crooked red tie around his neck drooped down to his knees.

"Good morning, sir! Welcome to Sihai Group! Please be careful not to bump your head when getting into the car!"

His hoarse voice sounded like it had been practiced countless times in the basement; it was so powerful that the Audi's windows vibrated and hummed.

Director Li of the Civilization Office, who was just about to get out of the car, was startled by the shout.

The reading glasses slipped off the bridge of his nose and fell onto his lap.

He looked up.

Standing outside the car door was a burly man nearly 1.9 meters tall, his bald head gleaming in the sunlight.

His face, full of fat, was squeezed together, yet he managed to force out a bright smile that revealed eight teeth.

The centipede scar on his cheek twisted with his smile, looking even more terrifying than a serial killer in a horror movie.

"This, this..."

Director Li stammered and turned his head, looking for help at Li Jianguo, the director of the municipal bureau who was accompanying him on the inspection.

Li Jianguo sat in the passenger seat, his eyes red as he stared intently at the black panther outside the car window.

Of course he recognized this underground underworld war god who had once killed a Thai boxing champion with a single punch.

Back then, the city police deployed three riot control vehicles to catch this kid!

just now.

This ruthless killer, dressed in a white shirt, was smiling like a magical trumpet flower.

He even thoughtfully took out a wet wipe from his pocket and carefully wiped the inside of the car door handle!

Li Jianguo felt his blood pressure rushing to his head like a runaway dog.

He gripped the car door handle tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Su Ye..."

Li Jianguo gritted his back teeth, grinding them together with a grinding sound.

"What kind of spell did you cast on these desperados?!"

He took a deep breath, pushed open the car door and got out, casually helping Director Li, whose calf was spinning.

A gray Jetta was parked fifty meters away from the building.

The car window rolled down a crack, and a strong smell of red plum cigarettes wafted out.

Captain Gu sat in the driver's seat, holding a high-powered telescope in his hand, his eyes almost touching the lenses.

"My goodness..."

Captain Gu swallowed hard and subconsciously touched the scar on the back of his head.

As my fingertips rubbed against the raised skin, a tingling sensation ran down my scalp.

"Comrade Shen, look. Isn't that a black panther?"

Shen Qinghan sat in the passenger seat, without wearing a baseball cap.

She was just about to go to Haikou Airport for a vacation when Li Jianguo dragged her here to "observe and learn".

The redness and swelling under her eyes hadn't completely subsided, but the confusion in her eyes was even deeper than it had been a few days ago.

She looked in the direction the telescope was pointing.

Black Panther was hunched over, like a wronged little wife, carefully leading the way for Director Li.

"Sir, please slow down, the steps are slippery. Let me get your bag for you."

Shen Qinghan's mind went blank for a moment.

She felt that the world was truly absurd.

"Captain Gu...did he have a brainstem removal surgery?"

Shen Qinghan's voice was hoarse, and her fingers were tightly clenched together.

"In last month's case file, he was threatening to kill all the shopkeepers on the street. And today... he's suddenly starting to do good deeds like Lei Feng?"

Captain Gu put down his binoculars and rubbed his face, which was covered in oil and sweat.

"What brainstem resection? Didn't you hear from the insider that Su Ye paid him a base salary of 8,000 yuan and paid his social insurance and housing fund contributions?"

Captain Gu sighed, took a crumpled cigarette out of his pocket, and lit it.

"Even gangsters are afraid of not having medical insurance when they get old. This kid probably figured it out: bowing down is more lucrative than throwing punches."

Shen Qinghan leaned back in his chair, gazing at the magnificent Sihai Group building bathed in sunlight in the distance.

She suddenly realized that everything that happened in this building was more complex than any criminal psychology textbook in the provincial department.

It's so legal it's chilling, and so absurd it's laughable.

Let's turn our attention back to the main entrance.

Su Ye was wearing a well-tailored, handmade suit, but without a tie.

He carried the chipped silver stainless steel thermos in one hand and walked down the steps at a leisurely pace.

A gentle breeze stirred up the hem of the coat.

The gold-rimmed glasses reflected a soft light.

"Director Li, Bureau Chief Li, welcome to visit and provide guidance."

Su Ye walked to the car and extended his free right hand.

Director Li quickly grabbed it, as if it were a lifeline, and moved away from Black Panther.

"Chairman Su, you are a very promising young man."

Director Li wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes still unconsciously glancing at the black leopard.

"Your employees... have such a high morale... it's really something."

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

"You flatter me, Director. Sihai Group has always placed great emphasis on legal education and etiquette training for its employees."

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at the black panther, who was still bowing.

"Black Panther, go to the front desk and get the visitor pass."

"Yes, boss!"

Black Panther suddenly stood at attention and gave a very imperfect salute.

He turned around and ran stiffly into the hall.

The tight-fitting trousers accentuated the outline of two mounds of fat.

Li Jianguo watched from the side, his nose almost crooked with anger.

He pointed at Black Panther's retreating figure with his cigarette between his fingers, then turned and glared at Su Ye.

"Su Ye! Stop playing tricks on me!"

Li Jianguo lowered his voice, his tone filled with gritted teeth and hatred.

"You're putting this dangerous individual, just released from prison, at the main gate? Who are you trying to scare?! You're openly challenging the city police's bottom line!"

Su Ye unscrewed the thermos and blew on the plump goji berries on the surface of the water.

Steam rose, blurring the eyes behind the glasses.

"Director Li, that's not a very precise way of putting it."

He took a sip of warm water, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"According to the Labor Law, companies are not allowed to discriminate against released prisoners. I gave him a legitimate job and paid his social security contributions to prevent him from returning to a life of crime."

Su Ye put down the water glass, the metal bottom of the glass hitting the air without making a sound.

"This is called fulfilling social responsibility. The 'Enthusiastic Citizen' banner that the municipal leaders just awarded me is still hanging in my office. Why don't you go up and take a look?"

Li Jianguo was so choked up that his eyes rolled back, and his blood pressure soared to 220.

He was about to lash out when Director Li quickly smoothed things over.

"Hey, Lao Li! Don't be impulsive. Chairman Su's actions are like... a prodigal son returning home, more precious than gold. Let's look at the corporate culture exhibition hall first."

Inside the lobby.

An entire wall of LED screens is playing a promotional video for Sihai Group on a loop.

It wasn't taken by Lao K; Lao K is still in the countryside, struggling with a local pig.

This is a PPT that Chen Suan casually had GG Company cut out.

The scene shows young men in suits reciting "Economic Law" while repairing a leaky roof in the countryside.

The background music is the passionate and uplifting song "Believe in Yourself".

Director Li nodded repeatedly as he read, scribbling notes in his notebook.

Li Jianguo stared intently at a fleeting shot in the corner of the screen, his brows furrowed tightly.

That's the registration information for Sihai Film and Television Media.

Registered capital: 500 million RMB.

"Su Ye".

Li Jianguo suddenly stopped and pointed at the screen.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at this seemingly refined scoundrel.

"You've been making some pretty big moves lately. Five hundred million to enter the film industry? Do you even know how to make a movie?"

Su Ye stood in the center of the exhibition hall, his hands in his pockets.

He stared at the big screen, his eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.

"I don't understand it. But I do understand capital operations."

Su Ye turned his head, his gold-rimmed glasses reflecting a cold, sharp light.

"The film and television industry has a fast capital turnover rate, making it the best reservoir of cash flow. It can provide strong financial support for Sihai Travel and Yu'ebao."

He spoke candidly about the logic of capital.

"Money laundering is money laundering! Stop fucking throwing in these financial jargon!"

Li Jianguo finally couldn't hold back any longer and punched the glass railing of the exhibition hall.

A muffled thud.

"Let me tell you! I've already contacted the Haikou Economic Crime Investigation Team! If your bunch of Hollywood devils dare to touch even a single penny of shady business, I'll arrest them immediately across provincial borders!"

The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Several young men in suits in the lobby instinctively reached for their lower backs, only to find nothing.

I remembered that Director Lei said we weren't allowed to bring any self-defense equipment today, only smiles.

Su Ye wasn't angry.

He didn't even glance at Li Jianguo.

He simply took the thermos out of his pocket and tightened the lid again.

"Director Li, you have a very deep misunderstanding about me."

He turned around, the hem of his coat swirling in the air.

"The first film of Sihai Films did not involve a single penny of shady dealings."

Su Ye walked to the front gate and looked at the gray sky in the distance.

"I hired Old K to make a documentary."

"Documentary?" Li Jianguo was stunned.

Su Ye turned his head, a very faint smile curving his lips.

"Yes. Record how ordinary people in Longhai City legally wrested their money back from those monopolistic capitalists."

"Zhou Ming," Su Ye suddenly called out.

Zhou Ming, who was holding a rag, quickly darted out from the corner.

He was covered in cold sweat.

"Boss, I'm here."

Su Ye pointed to the Audi outside the door.

"Check the trunk. When Director Li and Bureau Chief Li leave, remember to give them two boxes of freshly harvested Ningxia goji berries from Sihai Fresh. Get an invoice, and pay the market price."