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Chapter 1492 Reunion

"You guys are making me feel terrible."

At the food stall, Wang Yan ate stir-fried crab, roast goose, and wonton noodles, while watching the gang leader sitting in front of him smoking.

"Mr. Wang, you're joking. Since you've come to our territory, we'd certainly like to treat you well." The gang leader said with a forced smile, speaking in broken Mandarin, sounding quite sincere.

If it weren't for the gang leader's deathly expression...

Wang Yan shook his head: "You're a thug, a gangster. Drug trafficking, loan sharking, fighting, turf wars—is this how you treat people? Where is your bottom line?"

"Mr. Wang, I'm just a traitor. The boss likes me and wants me to help watch the business. Can you please stop messing with me?"

“You guys aren’t any better,” Li Kuiyong couldn’t stand it anymore. “Last time we came here, wasn’t there a guy called Chicken Bro? You should learn from him.”

"Mr. Li, Brother Chicken has already been fed to the fish..."

"No way, they're hitting their own people so hard?" Li Kuiyong's eyes widened. They had caused quite a stir last time, but no one had died.

He wasn't afraid, but he felt the thugs in Hong Kong were too ruthless; they truly lived up to their reputation as triads. If it were him, he wouldn't dare mess with these people even if he had eight lives. But clearly, he wasn't alone. Seeing his good brother eating and drinking heartily, he felt relieved…

The gang leader looked bitter: "Those 'red sticks' who stirred up conflict with Wang Sheng, causing the gang to lose face and money, every single one of them, have been killed. Wang Sheng, I don't want to die! I'm in this gang to make money. In Hong Kong, no matter what you do, it's impossible to sever ties with the gang."

Wang Sheng said, "There's really no way around it. Walking down the street, one in ten people is a gang member. If you don't want to get bullied, you have to join a gang. I'm uneducated, and my family has no connections. My parents are lucky to even have jobs. I have younger siblings to go to school, and I have to take care of my family too."

"Look at what they've done to us, we've even started playing the emotional card," Tian Fang couldn't help but complain.

Li Kuiyong glanced at her: "If we weren't with Brother Yan, you might have been tricked into becoming a prostitute by now."

Tian Fang glared at him: "I didn't pity him! Li Kuiyong, you're being very rude!"

“I’m just stating the facts,” Li Kuiyong waved his hand. “Eat your food and don’t interrupt.”

Tian Fang glared at Li Kuiyong, then looked at the thug leader with a fawning smile, and then at Wang Yan who was eating and drinking heartily. In the end, she didn't say anything more, intending to go back and reason with Li Kuiyong...

Wang Yan chuckled and said, "Xiao Fang is right, and Dayong is right too. Look at this kid, all smiles and fawning over me like a lapdog, but when he bullies people, he won't hold back at all. Why is he cowering now? Because we have the bigger fists."

The gang leader just laughed and didn't respond at all; let them say whatever they wanted.

"If you don't cause me trouble, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to actively cause trouble for you, right?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wang, harmony brings wealth." The gang leader nodded repeatedly.

Wang Yan said, "But I've come all this way to Hong Kong, you can't let me come for nothing, right?"

"Uh..." The leader didn't dare to speak.

“Tell your leader that our county is poor and struggling, and we need your help and support. Last time we brought back dozens of vehicles, and I was thinking of setting up a public transportation system in the county, but we didn’t have enough vehicles, and those vans weren’t big enough to carry many people or much luggage.”

I've calculated that last time I clashed with a total of sixteen gangs. I'm asking your leaders to pass on a message: each of you should provide two large buses to support the development of Linxian County.

Seeing that the underling didn't move, Wang Yan clicked his tongue and said, feigning displeasure, "What are you hesitating about? Can you make the decision? Go and make a call!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wang, please wait a moment, I'll contact the boss right away and have him talk to the leader." The junior leader snapped to attention, quickly nodded and bowed, and ran off to make the contact.

Tian Fang glanced at Li Kuiyong, who was happily munching on crabs, and asked hesitantly, "Brother Yan, that bus must cost several hundred thousand, right?"

"No, why do you ask so many questions? Did Brother Yan send you along so you could ask questions?" Li Kuiyong said, displeased again.

“It’s alright, Dayong. She’s never experienced this before. We’re all family, so it’s no big deal to ask her.” Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile and explained to Tian Fang, “They’re all involved in smuggling. Buses are definitely not cheap, but they’re still quite expensive. Besides, their money doesn’t come from legitimate sources. Asking one of their families to contribute a few hundred thousand yuan would only be a small loss, not a serious financial blow, so it’s not a big problem.”

"What if they don't give it to me?" Tian Fang continued to ask.

“Whoever doesn’t give it to us will be targeted, and we’ll take their life.” Wang Yan chuckled. “This is Hong Kong! A place rife with triads, rife with swindling, cheating, and murder. Isn’t it only natural that something like this would happen?”

"Uh..." Tian Fang was a little scared and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Look at you, I told you not to ask, what's the point of knowing?" Li Kuiyong said irritably. "I told you not to ask for your own good, do you think I'm trying to save face for you? Brother Yan, don't take it to heart."

"Alright, that's enough for now. You used to ask me all sorts of questions too. Come on, let's have a drink."

The two ate and drank for more than ten minutes before the junior leader returned.

"Wang Sheng, our leader said there's no problem, but..." The junior leader didn't dare to continue.

"Look at him, the big boss is sending his underlings to make threats." Wang Yan looked at him with disdain. "He's pushing you out so I can take my anger out on you. What's the point of following a boss like that? Contact him again and tell him to provide five cars. If he doesn't, tell him to run. There's no place for him in Hong Kong. He's just a gangster boss, what's he doing pretending to be a big shot with me?"

"Wang Sheng..."

"I told you to make the call!" Li Kuiyong slapped the low-level leader on the back of the head. "Enough with the nonsense! How about you provide five cars?"

So the henchman chuckled sheepishly and went to make a phone call.

Seeing Tian Fang looking at him, Li Kuiyong laughed and said, "You're just borrowing the tiger's power. Brother Yan is sitting right here. Even if you beat him to death today, it won't matter at all."

"Don't talk so arrogantly, are you a gangster?" Wang Yan slapped him. "You have to be careful about the impact when you do things. Is killing someone something to be proud of? If you're going to kill someone, you have to do it secretly. Otherwise, we'll get a beating when we get back."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yan is right." Li Kuiyong grinned sheepishly.

A short while later, the foreman returned: "Wang Sheng, our leader said five vehicles are fine."

"Did they say anything tough to me this time?"

"No, he didn't say anything." The underling looked around, leaned closer, and whispered, "The boss called me directly. He was breathing heavily and was furious, but he didn't say much."

"You seem quite gloating," Wang Yan said, amused.

"I'm a scoundrel, I can throw things away whenever I want. No matter how much money I have, it won't end up in my hands. It has nothing to do with me," the gang leader said bluntly. And so, the matter was settled, and Wang Yan's trip to Hong Kong was quite fruitful. Although he was called over and scolded by Old Liang, what did it matter? It was all a matter of mutual consent.

This isn't the 80s or 90s anymore; even gangsters have to choose sides in advance. These days, gangsters aren't exactly honest. The collusion between the police and criminals isn't a joke. This was already the heyday of the infamous "Five Hundred Million Dollar Inspector," with the Royal Hong Kong Police Force and gangster societies deeply intertwined.

Wang Yan dealt with the thugs, but the disturbance wasn't too big, so there were no problems.

However, after Wang Yan's two trips to Hong Kong Island, the thugs started complaining to their parents, which made people realize the extent of Wang Yan's destructive power.

After all, not just anyone can get away with it. If it were that easy, why haven't other people managed to extort money from thugs? Ultimately, it's because Wang Yan is strong enough to get his parents to complain to him. It's a blessing for the thugs. By the time they don't need to complain anymore, the grass on their graves will be three feet high.

If they really could kill Wang Yan, how could they do nothing?

When Wang Yan first came, they weren't sure what to do. Now, more than two months later, how could they still not find out about Wang Yan's situation?

Wang Yan is special, but to say he wields immense power or influences anything is a stretch. It's simply that Wang Yan himself is too powerful, leaving them helpless. After all, honestly, any leg Wang Yan broke in the capital is far more valuable than the lives of these gangsters…

It would be best for Wang Yan to ask them for money openly. If he were to sneak into the bedside of some bigwig or gang leader in the middle of the night, that would be too terrifying.

The matter in Hong Kong is settled, but it will still take some time before the buses can be delivered there. After all, there are dozens of buses, and it will be a matter of next year before all of them are delivered to Linxian.

The three set off with a bunch of random stuff. Wang Yan didn't go with Li Kuiyong and his wife, but instead changed trains several times and took a sleeper train to the headquarters of a division in the north.

It was already late October, and the area was covered in snow, turning it into a vast white world.

After getting off the train, Wang Yan went straight to the guesthouse and called the division headquarters to report that he was visiting relatives and looking for Zhou Xiaobai...

At this moment, Zhou Xiaobai was resting his chin on his hand in the office of the health center, feeling rather bored.

"Thinking about Wang Yan again?" Luo Yun sat down in her seat, fiddling with her enamel mug, and sighed, "Why didn't I realize back then that Wang Yan was so amazing?"

I thought he'd never come back after being sent to the countryside, but nobody expected him to actually make something of himself on that Loess Plateau. He became a furniture factory manager, a painter, and even went to the Canton Fair and Hong Kong! Back then, I thought he was just a scoundrel.

"Get lost! When did Wang Yan become a hooligan?" Zhou Xiaobai glared at her, dissatisfied. "He's focused on his work, not one of those alleyway hooligans."

"Oh, I was just saying, look how upset you are," Luo Yun said with a smile. "But to be honest, Wang Yan is more formidable than a thug. Look at what he did to those people in Beijing back then. I heard they're still not fully recovered, and those whose legs he broke are crippled for life."

Li Yuanchao was in even worse shape; both his legs and an arm were broken. I heard he'd become completely different, like he'd gone mad. The one who fired the gun was even worse off than Li Yuanchao; all four limbs were severed, and I heard he'd been driven insane by fear.”

"How did you hear that? How could you hear about something so far away?" Zhou Xiaobai questioned.

“Not all of them came out. I have a lot of friends, and I correspond with quite a few of them. Unlike you, you're always thinking about Wang Yan.” Luo Yun pouted, feeling that Zhou Xiaobai's behavior was wrong.

Zhou Xiaobai didn't argue with Luo Yun at all, and just sat there with his hands supporting his chin.

Luo Yun knew that Zhou Xiaobai was reminiscing about the wonderful times she had with Wang Yan back in Beijing...

Just then, the phone on the table rang. Luo Yun answered it, but after only two sentences, she was completely stunned.

The silence brought Zhou Xiaobai back to her senses, and she asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Luo Yun?"

"Our dean wants you to go see him, saying that Wang Yan is here to visit you?"

"Wang Yan?" Zhou Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the stool, quickly opened the office door, and strode into the dean's office.

"Xiao Zhou is here? Have a seat." The dean greeted Zhou Xiaobai, who walked in through the door, with a friendly smile.

"Dean, I won't sit down. Where is Wang Yan?"

"What about the guesthouse outside?" the director asked with a smile. "Little Zhou, isn't this Wang Yan the one who wrote the report in the People's Daily?"

"Yes." Zhou Xiaobai nodded, quite proudly. She said, "Dean, I need to take two days off! I'll be going now."

"Hey……"

The dean wanted to say a few more words, but Zhou Xiaobai had already run off...

Zhou Xiaobai took off her white coat and hurriedly ran out of the health center, heading outside.

As soon as they arrived at the main gate of the division headquarters, they saw Wang Yan standing there with a cigarette in his mouth.

Without stopping, Zhou Xiaobai ran straight to Wang Yan and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears.

Wang Yan threw away his cigarette and patted her back to comfort her: "Alright, alright, there's plenty of time to hug. Comrade Zhou Xiaobai, you need to be mindful of your image, or you might get punished later."

"I'm not afraid of being punished."

"It's not about being afraid or not. It's about attitude. You're wearing a military uniform, it's not appropriate. We'll hug when it's just the two of us."

Zhou Xiaobai, her eyes red, released Wang Yan: "Why did you come over without saying a word?"

"I'll give you a surprise."

"No surprise at all, not at all. You should have written to tell me sooner, so I would have been happy ever since I received your letter!"

This sounds familiar...

Wang Yan didn't think much of it and reached out to wipe away her tears: "Alright, why are you crying over something so happy? It's the dead of winter, you must be freezing. Let's go eat first. I've really suffered on the way here, I haven't been able to eat or sleep well, I need to eat more to make up for it."

"go!"

Zhou Xiaobai's eyes were red, but she was happy and nodded vigorously...

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