Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

“Possibly.” Su Yue stood up. “Let’s go back and prepare. Tonight might be another tough battle.”

Back in the city, Su Yue first took Li Ming back to his company, then went home, took a shower, and changed into a formal suit.

At 6:30 p.m., Su Yue arrived at the China World Trade Center on time.

The office of the "Ugly Group" was decorated in a modern style, with orange logos and slogans everywhere. The receptionist politely led him to the conference room.

"Hello, Mr. Su." A middle-aged man in his forties stood up to greet him. "I am Wang Qiang, General Manager of the North China Region of Chou Tuan."

"Hello, Mr. Wang." Su Yue shook hands and sat down.

Besides Wang Qiang, there were two other people in the conference room. One was the female operations director he had just spoken to on the phone, and the other was a young man who looked like the technical director.

"Mr. Su, let's get straight to the point. Our group, Chou Tuan, is looking to acquire your project," Wang Qiang said, getting straight to the point.

"An acquisition?" Su Yue wasn't too surprised. "What are the terms?"

“We’ll acquire it for 3000 million, and you can continue to be in charge of this project at the director level.” Wang Qiang produced a document. “In addition, if the project goes smoothly, we will give you stock options as an incentive.”

Su Yue took the document and quickly glanced through it: "Director level, what does this level mean in the Ugly Group?"

"With an annual salary of 80 yuan, plus stock options and bonuses, the total income should be around 150 million yuan," the female operations director added.

Chapter 1162 Attention!

Zhang Meng is indeed quite strong, stronger than Wang Lei.

However, compared to Chen Gang, he is still far inferior.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Meng lay on the ground.

"Is there anyone else who disagrees?" Liu Wenhao looked around at the students of No. 1 High School.

No one answered.

"From now on, students from No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School will keep to themselves," Liu Wenhao announced his rule. "But if anyone provokes us, don't blame me for being impolite."

When he returned to school, Zhao Mingxuan was already waiting for him.

"Well done," Zhao Mingxuan said with a smile, "but this is just the beginning."

"What do you mean?"

"There's an even bigger force behind No. 1 Middle School," Zhao Mingxuan said mysteriously. "You've defeated Zhang Meng, but they won't let this go."

Liu Wenhao shrugged it off: "I'll deal with as many as they come."

“Force is not a panacea.” Zhao Mingxuan shook his head. “There are some things that fists cannot solve.”

He was right.

The next day, Liu Wenhao tasted the bitter fruit.

First, his homeroom teacher talked to him, saying that some parents had complained that he had been fighting outside of school.

Then the head of the grade warned him to be careful about the impact.

In the end, even the principal personally intervened.

"Liu Wenhao, I heard you've been quite active lately?" The principal was an old man with gray hair who looked very kind, but his eyes were sharp.

“Principal, I was only acting in self-defense,” Liu Wenhao explained.

"Self-defense?" The principal laughed. "Fighting at the school gate is self-defense?"

Liu Wenhao knew someone was plotting against him, but he couldn't find any evidence.

"No matter what, this incident has had a very negative impact," the principal said. "The school has decided to give you a demerit."

"A demerit?" Liu Wenhao frowned.

"Of course, if you can truly repent, the punishment can be considered for revocation," the principal said meaningfully.

As Liu Wenhao walked out of the principal's office, his face was grim.

He realized that relying solely on force would not get him far.

"How did it go?" Zhao Mingxuan was waiting for him at the door.

“You’re right,” Liu Wenhao said with a wry smile. “Force isn’t everything.”

“But don’t worry too much.” Zhao Mingxuan patted his shoulder. “It’s just a demerit, not expulsion. And I’m already thinking of a solution.”

"any solution?"

“Since they’re playing dirty tricks, we’ll play dirty tricks too.” Zhao Mingxuan pushed up his glasses, a sly glint in his eyes. “Do you know who those parents who complained about you are?”

Liu Wenhao shook his head.

“The parents of those students at No. 1 Middle School,” Zhao Mingxuan said, “they joined forces to put pressure on the school.”

"What should I do?"

“It’s simple, we’ll contact the parents too.” Zhao Mingxuan laughed. “Do you think the position of student council president is just for show? I have detailed information on all the parents of students in the school.”

Liu Wenhao understood his meaning: "You want to fight back?"

“It’s not a counterattack, it’s about maintaining balance,” Zhao Mingxuan corrected. “The art of politics is about maintaining balance.”

Sure enough, a week later, Liu Wenhao's disciplinary action was revoked.

The principal wrote on the notice of revocation, "After education, the student has deeply realized his mistake, and it has been decided to give him a chance to correct it."

"Got it," Zhao Mingxuan said smugly. "See? Now you know how important a brain is, right?"

Liu Wenhao had to admit that he had made the right choice in selecting this partner.

Just when Liu Wenhao thought everything was on the right track, trouble came knocking again.

This time, it didn't come from outside the school, but from within.

"Li Hao's been acting a bit strange lately." Zhao Mingxuan bought two bottles of soda at the convenience store, handing one to Liu Wenhao. "Have you noticed?"

Chapter 1163, forget it!

Liu Wenhao thought about it and realized that Li Hao had indeed been acting mysteriously lately, and the number of his subordinates was decreasing.

"What do you think he's trying to do?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"What else can he do?" Zhao Mingxuan sneered. "He just wants to be the boss again, that's all."

Liu Wenhao was not surprised.

From the very beginning, he knew that his cooperation with Li Hao was merely a stopgap measure.

I just didn't expect him to reveal his true colors so quickly.

"Do you have any evidence?"

“There is some evidence.” Zhao Mingxuan took out a piece of paper from his bag. “This is a screenshot from last night’s surveillance footage.”

Liu Wenhao looked at the photo and saw that Li Hao was talking to several strangers, and they looked very close.

"Who are these people?"

“A student from a vocational school,” Zhao Mingxuan said. “And not just any student, but the boss over there.”

Liu Wenhao frowned.

Vocational school students are generally older, and many of them are hoodlums.

If Li Hao really joins forces with them, then he is indeed a threat.

“There’s something even more interesting.” Zhao Mingxuan pulled out another photo. “Take a look at this.”

In the photo, Li Hao is handing money to a middle-aged man.

"Who is this person?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“Chen Gang’s assistant, Teacher Zhang,” Zhao Mingxuan said smugly. “It seems that our classmate Li not only wants to deal with you, but also wants to bring Chen Gang back.”

Liu Wenhao sneered.

It turns out that Li Hao planned to work together from the inside and outside to bring him down in one fell swoop.

"Then what do we do?"

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it." Liu Wenhao said calmly, "Since he wants to play, then let's play along."

The following afternoon, Li Hao took the initiative to find Liu Wenhao.

"Wenhao, I want to discuss something with you." Li Hao's expression was somewhat unnatural.

"What is it?" Liu Wenhao pretended to be unaware.

“Business at the school hasn’t been very good lately, and I think we need to expand,” Li Hao said tentatively.

How to expand?

“I contacted some friends who can offer help,” Li Hao said, “but I need to share some of the profits with them.”

"What friend?" Liu Wenhao asked knowingly.

“They’re from vocational schools,” Li Hao finally told the truth. “They have experience and skills.”

Liu Wenhao pretended to consider it: "This is a good idea, but I need to meet with them."

"Of course." Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief. "How about tonight?"

"Okay," Liu Wenhao agreed.

At 7 p.m., Liu Wenhao arrived at the abandoned factory behind the school as agreed.

Li Hao was already waiting there, surrounded by four or five unfamiliar faces.

"This is Liu Wenhao," Li Hao introduced to the group. "He's the best fighter from No. 2 Middle School right now."

The leader was a bald, burly man with tattoos on his arms; he was clearly not a good guy.

"I heard you're pretty good?" The bald man sized up Liu Wenhao. "Even Chen Gang isn't your match?"

"It's alright," Liu Wenhao said casually.

"My name is Scarface, the top dog at the vocational school," the bald man introduced himself. "Li Hao said he wants to cooperate with us. How?"

“It’s very simple,” Li Hao answered quickly. “You provide the manpower, we provide the territory, and we split the profits equally.”

Scarface nodded. "Sounds good. But I have a question."

"What questions?"

"Who's in charge now?" Scarface's gaze shifted between Liu Wenhao and Li Hao. "Is it you or him?"

Li Hao paused for a moment, then looked at Liu Wenhao: "Of course, it's Brother Wenhao's decision."

Chapter 1164 is correct!

"Really?" Scarface chuckled. "So, Liu Wenhao, what do you think of this collaboration?"

Liu Wenhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Not very good."

Everyone was stunned.

"What do you mean?" Scarface's face darkened.

“What I mean is, I don’t need cooperation,” Liu Wenhao said. “I can handle the No. 2 Middle School matter on my own.”

"You..." Li Hao panicked a little, "Wenhao, what are you saying?"

“I’m telling the truth.” Liu Wenhao looked at him. “Li Hao, do you think I don’t know what you’re up to?”

Li Hao's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

“What I mean is, you want to usurp the throne,” Liu Wenhao bluntly stated. “You’ve colluded with outsiders, bribed teachers, and are trying to bring me down step by step.”

"You're talking nonsense!" Li Hao hurriedly denied.

"Nonsense?" Liu Wenhao took out the photos Zhao Mingxuan had given him. "What are these?"

Upon seeing the photo, Li Hao's expression completely changed.

"Now that we've laid our cards on the table, I'm not pretending anymore." Li Hao dropped his pretense. "That's right, I want to kill you! You think you're so great? In this school, I'm the boss!"