A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1574 Lin Kun! (Please subscribe!)

When Snakeskin heard Hua Twelve say he wanted to see Brother Kun, he raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't immediately reply. Instead, he asked calmly:
"You want to see Brother Kun? How much stock do you need?"

Hua Shier held up five fingers: "The first batch will be five million, and there will be more later!"

Snakeskin's eyelids twitched. After a moment's hesitation, he finally spoke:
“I can’t make this decision myself; I’ll have to ask Brother Kun. If he really doesn’t want to see you, there’s nothing I can do.”

Hua Shier smiled and nodded, then casually uttered a phrase from the trade:
“Okay, tell him I have eight legs, so I’m definitely a big client.”

'Foot' is underworld slang, referring to the channels for distributing goods or the people who help distribute goods.

On the surface, Hua Shier's identity as "Yu Tianlong" inherited the entire distribution network left by Fu Guosheng. For a shrew like Brother Kun, such a downstream customer with mature channels is undoubtedly the most valuable and extremely attractive client.

Snake Skin took out his phone, got up, and left the private room. After a while, he pushed the door open and came back, saying to Hua Twelve:
"Brother Kun wants you to go to Phuket. He'll talk to you there."

Zhang Meng and his group looked at each other in dismay. They had just smuggled themselves to Hong Kong Island and hadn't even settled in when they were suddenly sent to Thailand.

Mouse couldn't help but blurt out, "We came by sea, and now you want us to go to Thailand?"

Snakeskin leaned back on the sofa, looking at Hua Twelve with a forced smile, his tone drawn out but his words carrying a barb:
"Brother Kun said that since you're here to discuss business, you should have the capability to do this. There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Hua Shier smiled easily, as casually as if she were agreeing to go to the next street for a cup of milk tea:
"No problem, what problem could there be?"

Snakeskin beckoned his underlings in, asked for paper and pen, wrote down a phone number, and handed it over:
"Call this number when you arrive in Phuket, and someone will pick you up."

Hua Shier took the slip of paper, glanced at the number, memorized it, and then casually lit it with a lighter. Watching the flame lick the paper to ashes, he said:
"Let's stay one more day and set off tomorrow."

Snakeskin nodded, stood up from the sofa, and instructed his underlings as he walked out:
"All expenses are on me. You big shots, eat and have fun."

Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but scratch his crotch again. The more he scratched, the more it itched. He quickened his pace and urged his younger brother to take him to the hospital as soon as possible.

During the day, Hua Shier performed acupuncture on Shen Xue again.

After two visits, Shen Xue's condition visibly improved; she was able to walk on her own, and her face regained color. In her current state, she could easily go on a trip to Thailand.

The madam I met yesterday actually went and bought a box of acupuncture needles, and with a big smile on her face, she asked Hua Shier to take a look at them for her.

Hua Shier did not refuse and skillfully performed the acupuncture. She also prescribed internal and external medicines for her, which made the madam and her group of girlfriends extremely grateful.

In a villa on Hong Kong Island, a fashionably dressed young woman is curled up in bed playing games on her PSP in a second-floor bedroom.

Next to her, He Yuanyuan was helping a middle-aged woman in her forties pack her suitcase, folding clothes as she whispered:

"Sis, isn't it a bit much to trouble your husband like this?"

The middle-aged woman reached out and ruffled He Yuanyuan's hair, smiling and playfully scolding her:

“Silly girl, I’m your sister and he’s your brother-in-law. We’re family. Why are you being so polite? Your brother-in-law and I are happy that you’re studying in Hong Kong. He specially arranged for us to go to Phuket, firstly to celebrate for you, and secondly to let you relax after your college entrance exams, so you don’t just study all the time and become stupid.”

He Yuanyuan turned her head away from her sister's hand and couldn't help but say coquettishly:
Why do you all like to pat my head?

Her sister paused slightly, a look of interest immediately appearing in her eyes, and she asked with a smile:

"Us? Who else is there?"

He Yuanyuan's face flushed red, and she stammered, turning her head away: "No, no one."

Seeing her like this, her sister became even more convinced of what was going on. Suddenly, she changed the subject, casually bringing up the topic:

“Yuanyuan, actually your brother-in-law and I both think you're at the age where you should have a boyfriend. When we go to Phuket this time, your brother-in-law will introduce you to a very handsome guy. You two can get to know each other and see how things go. If you think it's a good match, you can start as friends.”

Before she could finish speaking, He Yuanyuan shook her head vigorously, refusing repeatedly in a mixture of anxiety and embarrassment:

"No, sis! I... I still need to study, I don't want to find a boyfriend so early."

Her sister seemed to see through something, but without saying anything, she smiled meaningfully:
"If you don't want to be together, then you don't have to be together. Just get to know each other first. Even if you can't be boyfriend and girlfriend, it's good to have another friend in Hong Kong."

Just then, a man's strong, urging voice came from downstairs:
"Honey, are you done yet? We're going to miss our flight!"

The middle-aged woman patted He Yuanyuan's hand, telling her to tidy up first, and then got up and walked downstairs, replying as she went:

"Here it comes, here it comes, it's always like this, why are you rushing me?"

When she went downstairs, she saw her husband sitting on the sofa, his head tilted to the side, talking on his phone, giving instructions in a familiar tone:

"Old Zhang, there's this guy called Tianlong from Guangzhou. Could you check his background for me? Yeah, I'm about to board a plane. Just send me the information on my phone. Okay, thanks."

After her husband hung up the phone, the middle-aged woman stepped forward and asked with concern:
"Has something happened?"

The man waved his hand dismissively, smiling as he comforted her:
"It's nothing, just a business matter. We're just getting our heads straight and putting our minds at ease. Ali is already on his way. Have you all packed up yet?"

The woman rolled her eyes at him, half-scolding and half-laughing as she complained:
"It's not that fast. Don't you know how troublesome it is for us women to go out? We have to bring clothes, cosmetics, it's all so much trouble."

Before she could finish speaking, the man interrupted her with a smile:

“You know it’s troublesome. You always say that when we go out.” He reached out and patted his wife’s hand, his tone affectionate.

The woman glared at her husband, then, remembering their conversation upstairs, lowered her voice and leaned closer:
“I feel that Yuanyuan probably already has someone she likes in mainland China. Why don’t you postpone introducing Ali to her and let them start as friends?”

The man smiled nonchalantly, his face radiating the confidence of someone who had been through it all:
"Don't worry. Girls only care about looks. Ali is so handsome, only a little bit less handsome than me. When Yuanyuan sees Ali, she'll definitely be unable to resist him."

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a car stopping outside could be heard.

Then the doorbell rang. The man got up to open the door, and a tall, handsome young man walked in carrying two bags of fruit, greeting them with a smile.
"Brother Kun, Sister-in-law."

Meanwhile, in a private room at the nightclub, Mouse and his friends were having a headache.

Zhang Meng glanced at Hua Shier, who seemed completely unaffected, and couldn't help but give Mouse a wink.

The mouse understood, moved closer to Hua Shier and sat down, cautiously probing in a low voice:
"Brother Long, what do we do now? Should we contact our family?"

Because Feng Yuxiu was present, he couldn't say it outright. 'Contacting family' meant contacting Xu Pingqiu to find a solution.

None of them had entry permits, so it was indeed troublesome for them to go to Thailand from Hong Kong Island.

Taking the waterway is possible, but it's definitely not like in Hong Kong movies where you get on a boat and the scene changes to where you are – that's pure nonsense.

The actual route, from Hong Kong Island to Thailand by sea, usually involves taking a boat to Vietnam first, and then crossing from Vietnam through Cambodia to Thailand by land. This involves multiple checkpoints, is time-consuming, and carries considerable risks!

Hua lit a cigarette, stood up, and spoke in a calm tone as if he were going out to buy a pack of cigarettes:

"No need for that. I'll go out for a bit, and I'll take care of the trip to Phuket. Perfect timing, the brothers can go there and relax too."

He told everyone else to stay in the nightclub and not wander around, while he went out to run errands, returning several hours later. When others pressed him for details about where he had been and what he had done, he simply smiled faintly and didn't say a word.

The next morning, Hua Shier called Shepi and asked him to arrange a car to take them to the Tuen Mun River Wharf.

Snakeskin was quite agreeable and sent the same driver as last time.

The car drove all the way to the inland river dock, where Hua Shier jumped out and took out his phone to dial another number.

A moment later, a young crew member ran down the gangway, greeted him with a big smile, and asked, "Are you Mr. Yu?"

Hua Shier nodded: "It's me."

Once the crew member recognized the person, he quickly introduced himself: "Captain Faber sent me to pick you up. Please come with me."

Hua Shier turned around and casually waved to the driver, signaling his men to follow the crew onto the ship.

This was a container ship bound for Phuket from Hong Kong Island. As the group followed the crew onto the deck, a white-skinned foreigner was already waiting at the gangway. Upon seeing Hua Twelve, he grinned broadly, revealing an exaggeratedly enthusiastic smile, and opened his arms for a hearty hug: "Welcome, my friend!"

Hua Shier smiled and patted him on the back, but his words were anything but merciless:
"Thanks, you damn foreign devil."

The foreigner Fabel understood Chinese, but he didn't care at all; instead, he smiled even more broadly.

He personally led the group into the cabin, pushed open a door, and found that although it was not spacious, it was clean and tidy, with freshly changed bedding.

Faber pointed to the room and instructed:

“My dear Yu, these two rooms next door are your accommodations. While at sea, you are free to go out on deck. But please remember, if we dock, you must stay here and not come out.”

Hua Shier waved his hand impatiently: "Don't worry, we want nothing to happen even less than you do."

Faber nodded with a smile:
"That's good. If you need anything, just let me know. Someone will bring you meals. Okay, you can rest now, my friends."

Once he left, only their own group remained in the room. Mouse and the others couldn't hold back any longer and crowded around him, their faces full of curiosity as they pressed for answers:
"Brother Long, when did you start having foreign friends?"

Hua Shier slowly pulled a wad of US dollars from his pocket, waved it in front of the group, and said casually:

"With this, the whole world is your friend."

He went out last night specifically to find cargo ships that run the Thailand route and then bribe the captain directly.

These cargo ships that run international shipping can easily make extra money by taking a few people on board; many captains take on this kind of business privately.

Hua Shier paid five thousand US dollars each to establish an unbreakable friendship with Faber, that dead foreign devil. Of course, half of it was paid upfront, and at least until the other half was settled, this friendship was incredibly strong.

At 10:30 a.m., the cargo ship slowly sailed away from the inland river port.

The voyage followed the South China Sea southward, passing the coast of Vietnam before turning into the Gulf of Thailand. After drifting at sea for three full days, they finally arrived at the deep-water port of Phuket late on the fourth night.

Hua Shier had already dialed the number Snake Skin had given him using a satellite phone while on the ship.

As soon as the ship docked, Kun's men were already waiting at the pier.

As soon as they stepped off the gangway, a tall, handsome young man, whose face was so striking it looked like he'd stepped right out of a magazine cover, approached them. His gaze politely swept over everyone, and he asked with a smile:

"Excuse me, which one of you is Brother Tianlong?"

When Hua Shier saw that face that looked exactly like Daniel Wu, his mind suddenly cleared.

Hong Kong Island's Kun Ge, Daniel Wu, and Ho Yuen Yuen, whose appearance is exactly the same as 'The Most Beautiful Chung Ling'—he has completely remembered which drama this is.

He stepped forward, deliberately taking half a step longer than the other person, getting extremely close, so close that Ali subconsciously leaned back slightly, before slowly speaking:
"I am."

Ali quickly took a half-step back to create some distance, his smile remaining polite, but a hint of unease flashed in his eyes:

"Sorry, I can't see you clearly because you're standing too close. Hello, Brother Tianlong, I'm Ali. Brother Kun asked me to pick you up."

As he greeted him, he habitually reached out to help Hua Shier take the travel bag from his hands.

Hua Shier handed it directly to him, saying with a half-smile, "There's a million US dollars inside. If it gets lost, it's on you."

Ali's hand was only halfway out when he withdrew it as if burned. His smile froze for half a second before he quickly regained his composure, casually withdrawing his hand and forcing a dry laugh:

"Brother Tianlong is really joking."

He turned to the side and gestured for people to proceed, pointing to a shuttle minibus parked not far away:
"Please get in the car, guests."

It was a minibus commonly used by hotels to pick up guests; the vehicle was clean and the air conditioning was running at full blast.

After everyone filed into the car, Ali gestured to the driver to start the car and then turned around to introduce the passengers:

"Brother Tianlong, Brother Kun has already booked rooms for you at the Banyan Tree Hotel. Please get some rest tonight, and all expenses will be on us. Tomorrow, Brother Kun will officially meet with you."

Hua Shier leaned back in his chair, smiled and nodded, casually replying, "Okay, I'll go with whatever you say."

It was late at night when the minibus arrived at the hotel. Ali first led everyone to the restaurant for a meal, then personally escorted them to their reserved rooms before politely saying goodbye and leaving.

Feng Yuxiu and Shen Xue were assigned to a room.

Hua Shier stood at the door and smiled at them, saying, "Don't think too much about anything else this time. Just have fun. A good mood will also be good for her illness."

Feng Yuxiu quickly and earnestly declined:
"That won't do. Brother Tianlong, you've been so good to us, so leave the fighting and killing to me."

Hua Shier didn't stand on ceremony; he had subdued Feng Yuxiu precisely for this reason.

He reached out and patted Feng Yuxiu on the shoulder, smiling as he agreed, "Okay. I'll take you with me to the negotiations tomorrow."

Feng Yuxiu nodded vigorously.

After the couple went to their room to rest, everyone else gathered in Hua's room 12 for a meeting.

Just as the mouse was about to speak, Hua Shier raised a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture.

While calmly tapping Morse code on the edge of the table with his fingers, subtly telling everyone that 'there's a bug in the room,' he was also talking about completely unrelated things, his tone full of smug ease:

"Kun is so careful in his work, he's a good candidate for long-term cooperation. At least things won't go wrong upstream, which will make us much safer. You guys can relax and have fun these next couple of days. We'll finish the business deal tomorrow and head back to the mainland. You'll definitely get your share of the benefits then."

The group understood immediately, and they all put on smiling faces, thanking Boss Tianlong repeatedly, their joy clearly written on their faces.

Upstairs in a room, Kun listened to the entire conversation through his headphones, a smile slowly creeping onto his lips.

After everyone had left, Hua Shier was preparing to wash up and rest when there was a knock on the door.

He walked over and opened the door, where he saw a middle-aged man who looked seven or eight parts like Andy Lau standing in the doorway, with gray hair, a smile on his face, and a slight nod to him.

"Aren't you going to invite me in for a seat?"

Hua Shier looked him up and down, then impatiently uttered a sentence:
"Who are you? I've never called anyone a ladyboy."

Kun's smile visibly vanished, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and corrected him, enunciating each word clearly:

"Are you kidding me? I'm so masculine, and you're calling me a transvestite?"

Hua Twelve was about to close the door. Kun quickly reached out and braced himself against the door. Seeing that he would be turned away if he continued pretending, he had no choice but to introduce himself, his voice urgent and rapid:
"Hey, hey—you went to Hong Kong Island and came to Thailand just to find me!"

Hua Shier paused in his movements, revealing a perfectly timed look of surprise, and then sized him up again: "You are... Brother Kun?"

Kun breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and extended his hand, his usual calm and composed smile returning.
"Let's get to know each other formally. Lin Kun."

"Yu Tianlong!" Hua Shier smiled, shook his hand, and stepped aside to let him in, remarking as they walked in:
"Come in and sit down. It's really not easy to see you."

The two entered the room. Lin Kun leisurely glanced around the furnishings of the business room, sat down on the sofa, and asked with a smile:
Are you satisfied with my arrangements?

Hua Shier gave a thumbs-up, sat down opposite him, and spoke in a hearty tone:

"Satisfied. Next time Brother Kun comes to Guangzhou, I'll definitely make arrangements for you to repay your hospitality."

Yes, I've prepared the silver bracelet and silver anklet for you.

Lin Kun nodded, and without beating around the bush, leaned back on the sofa, looked directly at Hua Shier, and asked bluntly:

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