Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

The crow's desperate cry of "Thank you for being there" still echoed in the spacious banquet hall, its voice trembling.

The booming sound, like a broken bellows, completely drowned out the top-of-the-line surround sound system.

Below the stage, more than two thousand Sihai employees, dressed in black suits, sat upright.

No one dared to whisper to each other, and no one even dared to touch the chopsticks used for picking up food.

Lei Hu sat in the first row, wiping the corner of his eye with his large, fan-like hand.

The bald head reflected the light under the huge crystal chandelier, and the muscles on the scarred face twitched as if he were trying to suppress the pain of diarrhea.

"Great! Well sung!"

Lei Hu slapped his thigh hard, making the wine glass next to him clang.

He led the applause, clapping so loudly that his palms turned red.

"Brothers! Let's give Brother Crow a round of applause! Thanks, Brother Su! Thanks to the company for giving us this opportunity!"

"Splash—"

Thunderous applause erupted from below, making the floor-to-ceiling windows of the banquet hall vibrate.

Several thugs who used to collect protection money on the street now had red eyes and were wiping away tears along with Lei Hu.

The scene was incredibly bizarre.

Shen Qinghan sat next to Su Ye, her fingers gripping a pen tightly.

The pen tip poked several black holes in the flowchart.

She stared at the crow on the stage, who was bowing deeply at a ninety-degree angle, and felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

Do these people have some kind of collective mental illness?

A group of gangsters held their annual party, but instead of doing the usual rituals of worshipping Guan Yu and drinking blood wine, they sang "A Grateful Heart."

She even cried while singing?

Su Ye held the chipped silver thermos and slowly blew on the goji berries on the surface of the water.

The steam vapor fogged up the lenses of the gold-rimmed glasses.

He didn't look at the stage; his gaze went past the crowd and landed on the huge electronic screen at the back of the banquet hall.

The screen scrolls through the Sihai Group's financial statements for the year and the progress of various projects.

"The singing was alright, but the emotions were a bit exaggerated."

Su Ye lowered his head, took a sip of warm water, his Adam's apple bobbing, and spoke in a flat voice.

"Secretary Shen, make a note of this. Cut the public relations budget for Crow Live Base by 10% next year, and have him enroll in a vocal training course instead."

Shen Qinghan almost choked on her breath, forcing herself to swallow the profanity back down.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Su."

She gritted her teeth and quickly scribbled something in her notebook.

Beside the stage.

Manager Wang of the InterContinental Hotel, dressed in a sharp tuxedo, was constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a white handkerchief.

His triangular eyes scanned his surroundings warily, and his calves were still twitching.

Since taking on this order, he hasn't had a full night's sleep for three days straight.

Two thousand unemployed individuals with criminal records were going to eat and drink at his establishment.

This is tantamount to having a powder keg that could explode at any moment in a hotel!

He even pre-set a shortcut key for the emergency number.

But the result?

People started entering at 5 p.m., lining up in a long queue and obediently passing through the security gate.

The lighter, nail clippers, and keychain were all handed over to Lei Hu at the door.

Once inside the banquet hall, no one took off their shoes or picked their toes, and no one played drinking games.

They were all dressed in cheap suits and red ties, sitting upright as if they were listening to a report from the municipal party committee.

This level of discipline is even stronger than the commendation ceremonies for model workers from several state-owned enterprises that he has hosted!

"This...this really is the group from the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce?"

Manager Wang swallowed hard, a dry gurgling sound coming from his throat.

He turned to a lobby manager next to him and asked, "Are you sure you didn't serve the wrong people today? This looks like a bunch of insurance salespeople having a pep rally!"

The lobby manager, with a pained expression, pointed towards the main table.

"Mr. Wang, you can't be wrong. Look at that bald guy over there, the one with the scarred face, it's Lei Hu! He used to be a ruthless guy who collected protection money on South Street and chased people for three blocks with a machete."

"And now? He's sitting there obediently like a grandson, not even daring to spit peanut shells on the ground."

Manager Wang gasped, nearly dropping his handkerchief.

He subconsciously looked at the young man holding a thermos in the center of the main table.

Su Ye.

This is the legendary young master who strikes fear into the hearts of both the underworld and the legitimate world in Longhai City.

What kind of evil magic did this person use to tame a pack of wild wolves like this?

On stage, Crow finished his song, bowed, and left the stage.

The host was changed to Lin Dai from the Ministry of Justice.

She wore ten-centimeter red-soled high heels, a well-tailored iron-gray business suit, and black-rimmed glasses that exuded an intellectual and cold aura.

"Dear colleagues."

Lin Dai walked to the microphone, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice sounded like a precisely operating machine.

"In the past year, under the leadership of President Su, Sihai Group has completed a comprehensive legal transformation of its industries."

"Next up is the part everyone's been waiting for."

She adjusted her glasses and glanced around the room.

"Year-end summary and... commendation meeting".

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone held their breath, two thousand pairs of eyes fixed on Lin Dai on the stage.

That's the most primal desire for money.

These men spent six months memorizing the Labor Law, six months delivering packages, and even six months cracking down on illegal parking to get to where they are today.

Isn't this the moment we've been waiting for?

Su Ye put down the thermos.

He stood up, the hem of his coat drawing a sharp arc in the air.

He strode confidently onto the stage.

The leather shoes made a steady "tap-tap" sound as they stepped on the wooden floor.

He took the microphone from Linda Lin Dai.

"Everyone has worked hard this year."

Su Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"I, Su Ye, have always been fair in my dealings with people. Sihai Group doesn't tolerate idlers, but we will never mistreat any brother who puts in a good job."

He turned to look at the audience, his gaze landing on the table belonging to the engineering department.

"High strength."

Su Ye called out this name.

in the corner.

Gao Qiang was holding a teacup when his hand trembled, and the scalding tea spilled onto the back of his hand.

He suddenly stood up, and a layer of white sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

As an undercover agent sent by the provincial department, he has been living in constant fear for the past six months.

To avoid revealing his identity, he spent every day at the construction site ensuring quality, which led Sihai Construction to a nomination for the Luban Prize.

His legs went weak when he was suddenly called out.

Could it be that his identity has been exposed, and they're going to use him as a sacrifice at the annual meeting?

"Here, here! Mr. Su!"

Gao Qiang stammered, his voice splitting into two, like a rooster whose neck had been stepped on.

Su Ye looked at his frightened appearance and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"This year, Captain Gao led his team to win the A section of the shantytown renovation project, achieving the best construction quality in the province. There wasn't a single safety accident, and they weren't even fined a single penny for environmental violations."

Su Ye pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, the lenses reflecting the light from above.

"Come up and claim your prize."

Gao Qiang swallowed hard, his legs feeling like lead, and slowly made his way onto the stage.

He kept his head down, not daring to look Su Ye in the eye.

His mind raced, trying to figure out how to argue his way out of it, or if all else failed, he'd fight them.

Lin Dai walked over in high heels.

She was holding a red tray.

On the tray, there were no severed fingers or cleavers as Gao Qiang had imagined.

Instead, there was a shiny BMW car key and an oversized check with large gold lettering.

Comrade Gao Qiang.

Lin Dai's voice was icy, yet she uttered a number that sent the entire audience into a frenzy.

"In recognition of your outstanding contributions this year, the Group is awarding you two million in cash and a brand-new BMW 7 Series sedan as your means of transportation."

"In addition, you have been officially promoted to Vice President of the Engineering Department and will be entitled to a 5% share of the profits next year."

"boom--"

The banquet hall erupted in chaos.

Two million! A BMW 7 Series! Plus, some shares!

The men below had bloodshot eyes, were breathing rapidly, and were almost driven mad with jealousy.

Gao Qiang stood there dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the car keys and checks in the tray, his mind buzzing.

His undercover allowance is only 2,500 yuan a month. He couldn't afford even one tire on this BMW even if he worked as a policeman his whole life!

Is this some kind of year-end bonus from the mafia? This is more outrageous than a money printing machine!

His hands trembled as he touched the check.

The cardboard feels so real.

My eyes suddenly stung, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

"Mr. Su..."

Gao Qiang sniffled, so excited he could barely speak.

"I...I will definitely work hard to make Sihai Construction bigger and stronger!"

Su Ye patted his shoulder, the force neither too light nor too heavy.

"Work hard. Buy a nice house and bring your parents from your hometown to enjoy their retirement."

He turned to look at the audience.

"Chen Suan".