Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

"Bang!"

The solid wood double doors were kicked open by two feet wearing riot boots, and wood chips from the door frame rained down on Lei Hu.

Lei Hu was still holding the tattered leather chair in his hand, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

A dozen or so fully armed special police officers, each carrying a submachine gun, filed in. The dark muzzles of their guns spread out in a fan shape, and infrared beams flickered on everyone's foreheads.

"Police! Everyone stay still! Hands behind your heads, squat down!"

The loudspeaker's blasts made the glass windows vibrate.

The corridor outside was already in complete chaos. The gangsters who were just shouting were now huddled together in a corner, trembling like turtles that had been scalded with boiling water.

Old Bai's already withered body froze on the spot. The dragon-headed cane slammed into his instep with a "clang," and he didn't even dare to utter a sound.

Two SWAT officers rushed forward, twisted his two withered arms behind his back, and thrust their knees into his lower back.

The old man fell face-first onto the carpet, his nose instantly smearing blood all over his mouth.

"Click".

The cold silver bracelet was neatly fastened to his wrist.

"Gently, gently... Ouch, my old back..." Old Bai was panting heavily, blood foam coming out of the corner of his mouth.

The fat uncle next to him was in an even worse situation. He had just collapsed to the ground when he was grabbed by the back of his neck and lifted up, his fat so tight that he could hardly breathe.

Su Ye sat in the main seat, not only without covering his head, but also slowly took off his gold-rimmed glasses and took out a tissue to wipe the lenses.

He put his glasses back on, a smile playing on his lips, and waved to the officer in charge.

"Officer, thank you for your hard work. Lei Hu, where's the tea I asked you to make?"

Lei Hu was still holding the chair when Su Ye shouted, making him tremble violently. He quickly threw the chair on the ground and rubbed his hands haphazardly on his suit pants.

"Huh? Oh... no, no hot water, boss... no, President Su."

The officer in charge frowned, his sharp gaze sweeping over Su Ye's face twice.

"Did you call the police?"

Su Ye stood up, straightened the hem of his suit jacket, took out the thick brown paper bag from the drawer, and handed it over with both hands.

"It's me. These people are suspected of embezzling company assets, organizing prostitution, and possessing contraband. This is the list of evidence."

The police officer took the paper bag, weighed it, and looked at Su Ye as if he were a monster.

These days, it's truly unbelievable that a triad boss would proactively hand over incriminating information about his own people to the police.

Old Bai, who had been pinned to the ground, finally came to his senses, his eyes bulging red.

"Su Ye! You ungrateful little bastard!"

He howled in a hoarse voice, spitting saliva mixed with blood onto the carpet.

"You betrayed your own uncle! You'll die a horrible death! The brothers in the underworld will skin you alive sooner or later!"

Su Ye looked down at him, sighed, and said in a tone that was full of disappointment.

"Uncle Bai, I'm doing this out of a sense of justice, helping you to turn back from your misguided ways. Go in and cooperate well with the reformation process, and we'll try to get you lenient treatment."

Old Bai was so angry that he rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and fainted.

The special police dragged these dozen or so chamber of commerce elders, who usually acted arrogantly and domineeringly, out of the meeting room like dead dogs.

In the corner, Shen Qinghan gripped her shorthand notebook tightly, her fingertips icy cold.

She witnessed this surreal scene firsthand, her back soaked with cold sweat that had drenched her white shirt.

Using the police as a tool, they can purge internal dissidents without bloodshed and also conveniently get rid of those shady messes.

That's a really vicious method.

The key point is that all the evidence he handed over was irrefutable and irrefutable, and even the police couldn't find any fault with it.

What does this man take the law for? A talisman or a murder weapon?

Within half a day, the news of what happened at the Sihai Chamber of Commerce headquarters spread like wildfire throughout every underground branch of Longhai City.

In an underground billiards hall in the east of the city, several minor gang leaders of the Sanlian Gang were laughing so hard they were doubled over, tears streaming down their faces.

"Have you heard? That good-for-nothing prince of Sihai called the police himself!"

A blond guy with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a golf club in his hand was laughing so hard he was pounding the table.

"Sending his own uncles to jail? This bastard's brain must be full of mush!"

A bald man next to him blew out a smoke ring, his face full of disdain.

"The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce is completely finished. Who would dare to follow a gang that doesn't even follow the rules?"

"Once things calm down, we'll take our brothers and take over all their territory!"

But in the conference room of the Sihai Building, the atmosphere was as oppressive as an icebox.

The bloodstains in the corridor had been cleaned up by the cleaning staff, and even the smell of air freshener couldn't mask the chilling atmosphere.

Lei Hu, Zhao Tianba, and the other remaining young key members stood on either side of the conference table, heads bowed, looking like wilted eggplants.

No one dared to look up at Su Ye, who was sitting in the main seat.

They used to think Su Ye was a good-for-nothing who only knew how to indulge in pleasure.

But today, watching Bai Laogui and his gang of old bones being handcuffed and dragged away, the pride in their bones was completely crushed.

What are gangsters most afraid of? They're not afraid of enemies killing them, they're afraid of their boss knowing the law!

If you dare to disobey, he won't need to send anyone to deal with you; he can just report you, and you'll be locked up for half your life.

Su Ye took a sip of the cooled tea and gently tapped the teacup on the table.

The crisp sound sent a shiver down Lei Hu's spine.

"What? Have you all gone mute? You were quite talkative just now."

Zhao Tianba swallowed hard. Beads of sweat dripped down his bald head, stinging his eyes, but he didn't dare to wipe them away.

"Mr. Su...we will listen to you from now on."

He stammered his statement, his tongue practically tied in knots.

"That green paint... I'll go buy it myself! I'll buy the most environmentally friendly one!"

"The goods at the dock will be completely cleaned up by tonight, not a speck of dust left!"

Lei Hu quickly straightened his back and loudly echoed.

"Yes! We'll start delivering packages tomorrow! Anyone who dares to slack off, I'll interrupt them first... no, I'll deduct their performance bonus!"

Su Ye looked at the group of rough men who had finally given in and nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, everyone disperse. Go back and study the Criminal Law carefully. I'll be checking your knowledge tomorrow morning. If you can't recite it, you'll be sent to clean toilets."

The dozen or so people felt as if they had been granted a pardon, bowing and scraping as they left the meeting room, even closing the door quietly, afraid of making the slightest noise.

Shen Qinghan looked at the empty conference room, took a deep breath, and felt that this gang had completely escaped her comprehension.

Meanwhile, at the Longhai City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Brigade Office.

The ashtray was crammed with twisted cigarette butts, and the air was filled with the sour smell of fermenting cheap tobacco.

Captain Gu had two huge dark circles under his eyes, and he was clutching an interrogation report in his hand, his knuckles white.

Across from the desk, two interrogators were gulping down cold water, their throats practically burning.

"Captain Gu, these dozen or so old guys have all confessed. The ledgers and evidence all match up."

An interrogator wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth.

"The locations of their brothels and drug dens were clearly disclosed."

"Su Ye has really given us a great gift."

Captain Gu slammed the interrogation report onto the table, the thick pages sending several empty paper cups flying.

"A grand gift? This is a damn smokescreen!"

He gritted his teeth and paced back and forth in the narrow aisle, his leather shoes scraping against the floor with a harsh screech.

"Who is Su Ye? The old master of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce just died, and on his first day in charge, he wiped out all the elders under his command?"

"That's called a drastic measure! Sacrificing a pawn to save the king!"

Captain Gu stopped and slapped the filing cabinet, causing dust to fall from it.

"He deliberately used these half-buried old bones as a shield to cover his upcoming big move!"

A young police officer next to him scratched the back of his head and spoke hesitantly.

"Captain Gu, but we checked his company's accounts, and all the funds were going through legal channels."

"Today they even registered a logistics company called 'Express Delivery' with the business administration bureau, and they're going to pay social security for their employees..."

"Bullshit!" Captain Gu was so angry that his eyes almost bulged out, and he spat all over the young man's face.

"Paying social security? Have you ever seen a gangster pay for the five social insurances and one housing fund for their henchmen?!"

"This is all a smokescreen! He's pretending to be a regular army officer, but who knows how much dirty money he's laundering behind the scenes!"

He walked to the window, ripped open the blinds, and looked at the flashing neon sign of the Sihai Building in the city center in the distance.

Those four large characters stood out conspicuously in the night.

Captain Gu's chest heaved violently as he pulled out his sidearm from his lower back, deftly removed the magazine, and inspected the gleaming yellow bullets.

"We can't wait any longer. He's cleaned up the internal affairs, and the next step will definitely be to transfer core assets outwards."

"Notify the riot police brigade and SWAT team that all leave is cancelled tonight; everyone must be on standby with equipment!"

The young officer hesitated for a moment. "Captain Gu, we don't have a proper search warrant. What if we come up empty-handed..."

Captain Gu turned his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the door.

"Even if it's a no-brainer, I have to investigate! Tonight at midnight, I'm going to see what kind of filthy stuff Su Ye's 'Labor Law' is hiding!"

The young police officer shrank back, startled by the murderous aura, and quickly grabbed the landline phone on the table.

"Then... Captain Gu, should we notify the bureau chief?"

Captain Gu took a deep drag on the cigarette in his hand, which was almost burned down to the filter, then casually threw it on the ground and crushed it out with the sole of his shoe.

He grabbed the police uniform jacket from the back of the chair and haphazardly put it on.

"I'll go ask the director! You go and gather the team now! I refuse to believe that a bunch of ruthless gangsters can actually sit obediently in an office and memorize books!"

The young police officer had just dialed the number when his finger froze in mid-air.

"Captain Gu, what if they really are reciting from memory?"

Captain Gu snorted coldly and reached out to touch the cold holster at his waist.

"If they're really reciting from memory, I'll eat that Criminal Law textbook raw!"