Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

With Qin Wuye's power, he already has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles, and everyone respects him.

This is paving the way for his future.

"Fifth Master, I..."

Ye Bai was about to express his gratitude when he was immediately cut off by Qin Wuye's next sentence.

"No need to thank me, I'm still waiting for you to take care of me in my old age."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fifth Master Qin laughed, and Ye Bai also smiled and nodded.

At this moment, the two had already entered the entrance of the villa inside the mansion.

The mansion in front of me is about thirty meters tall and consists of a two-story Chinese-style building and a three-story villa that combines Chinese and Western styles.

Ye Bai couldn't help but feel even more emotional.

This would be considered a national treasure even in later generations, right?

I'm getting out here to see the world ahead of schedule.

A glance revealed rows of uniformed waiters lined up in front of the mansion.

Ye Bai then began to observe more closely.

But as he looked at it, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

The waiters in front of him all looked strong and healthy, and seemed perfectly normal, but for some reason, they still gave Ye Bai a sense of unease.

The waiters on both sides all had serious expressions, as if they were standing in formation.

Several of them appeared to be strong and powerful, with an air of ferocity about them.

Like a drawn sword, it faintly carries the murderous aura of someone who has been bathed in blood.

Ye Bai's brows furrowed even more.

Wasn't it supposed to be a dinner party?

Why did you create such a serious and tense atmosphere for him?

Just having a simple meal today?

As he thought this, Ye Bai pointed to the unusual spot in front of him and asked the question that was on his mind.

"Fifth Master, isn't something amiss?"

Upon hearing this, Fifth Master Qin waved his hand dismissively and smiled.

"You're overthinking it. It's probably your first time in such a big setting, so you're still getting used to it. You'll get used to it soon."

Seeing that Ye Bai looked somewhat tense, Fifth Master Qin patted Ye Bai's shoulder even more.

"There will be many more occasions like this in the future, you'll get used to it."

Hearing what Fifth Master said, Ye Bai felt relieved and nodded in agreement.

After all, Master Qin is a frequent guest at banquets hosted by various factions, so he must be extremely knowledgeable about banquets.

Since even Master Qin didn't find it surprising, this scene is probably commonplace.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

However, seeing the unique demeanor of the waiters on both sides, he still couldn't completely let down his guard.

At this moment, Ye Bai muttered something to himself.

I hope nothing bad happens.

When Ye Bai came to his senses, he realized that he had been distracted for a moment and was already several breaths behind Qin Wuye. He immediately strode after him.

As you walk down the long corridor and get closer to the door, you can hear the increasingly lively sounds coming from inside.

The faint sound of a gramophone record could still be heard, its notes lingering in the air.

The sounds of laughter and chatter from the crowd were interspersed from time to time.

At that moment, Ye Bai stepped forward first and pushed the door open with a whoosh.

Looking around, one could see that the venue was brightly lit and illuminated by candlelight. Many people were already seated, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts, creating a lively atmosphere.

There were wealthy ladies dressed in glamorous clothes, as well as pampered young ladies dressed in their finest attire.

There were also gentlemen in suits and middle-aged men in traditional Chinese robes.

At this moment, all eyes in the room were focused on the entrance.

In an instant, the once bustling banquet hall fell completely silent.

The previous excitement seemed to vanish in an instant!

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Du Guosheng, the Number One Gangster in Three Hundred Years, the Emperor of Shanghai!

"Master Qin is here! You're late. Shouldn't you punish yourself with a drink?"

Ye Bai looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was a man in a gray robe on the left side of the banquet hall who had broken the silence.

He was swirling the red wine in his glass, a faint smile playing on his lips, exuding an air of refined elegance.

He was surrounded by a throng of admirers.

At this moment, Qin Wuye, who was standing next to him, slowly smiled as he held his pipe.

"He should be punished. Of course, we must give Chairman Yu face."

Upon hearing this, Ye Bai understood the identity of the man in front of him.

It just so happens that it was Yu Hanqing, the president of the Shanghai General Chamber of Commerce.

This conversation, as if it had opened a topic of conversation, prompted the celebrities and nobles around to chime in.

"I didn't expect Fifth Master Qin to be here too. I must have a drink with you later."

"Fifth Master Qin, I've heard so much about you."

...

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Fifth Master Qin began to introduce the guests in the reception room one by one.

"That's Boss Rong Desheng, who owns the Rong Group. You'll have to learn a lot from him in the future."

Rong's Group?

Isn't that the Rong family?!

The flour king of the Republic of China?

Ye Bai quickly glanced at the middle-aged man in the dark gray suit and leather shoes, and had already memorized the appearance of this flour tycoon.

Just then, the door opened, and a short, stout man walked in, embracing a beautifully dressed woman on each side.

Seeing the fat man's fleshy face tremble and his left hand groping the beautiful woman again, Qin Wuye's eyes flashed with disdain, and he casually said.

"As for that one, he is Liu Han, a representative of the Gelaohui. However, the Gelaohui mainly operates in the Shaanxi-Gansu region and has little contact with us."

The Gelaohui was another gang in Shanghai.

However, the Gelaohui's headquarters are in the Shaanxi-Gansu region. Right now, in Shanghai, it can only be considered a second-rate force.

What Master Qin meant was that they only needed to glance at the fat man in front of them and didn't need to pay special attention.

Ye Bai wrote down all the key points.

After introducing a few more people, suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"Fifth Master Qin, long time no see. This must be Ye Bai, the soap factory owner who's been making waves lately, right?"

Following the sound, they saw a middle-aged man with a smile like that of Maitreya Buddha walking over.

Upon hearing this, Fifth Master Qin took the initiative to speak and laugh.

"This is Zhu Baosan, a director of the Shanghai General Chamber of Commerce and a representative of Shanghai's shipping industry. He maintains good relationships with all the major foreign firms. Xiaobai, you should learn a lot from him,"

When the words "shipping" and "foreign trading company" were mentioned, a glint of light flashed in Ye Bai's eyes.

This time, he took the initiative to stand up and say.

"I dare not claim to be thriving. My soap factories are making enough money to get by. I will have to rely on everyone in the future."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Baosan's eyes lit up, and he repeatedly agreed.

After all, his wife and daughter were longtime customers of Ye brand soap, and he had always been curious about the person in charge behind the scenes...

Unexpectedly, Ye Bai, the person in charge, is so young yet already owns such a large business.

People should not be judged by their appearance!

After exchanging pleasantries for most of the day, Fifth Master Qin led Ye Bai further inside.

When his gaze fell on the next man in black sitting alone in the corner, Qin Wuye's smile turned serious.

"That is Wang Yaqiao, the leader of the Axe Gang, one of the most powerful forces in Shanghai."

Ye Bai followed the gaze and saw that the leader of the Axe Gang was wearing glasses, had a small mustache, and even looked somewhat frail.