What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

"East Beach?"

Lin Chang'an blurted it out without thinking.

Guo Xiaowu's eyes lit up: "Yes! Yes! It seems to be called Dongtantou! How did you know?"

Lin Chang'an was surprised and instantly lost all sleepiness.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

He just helped Jinhua win back the contract for the Dongtantou project yesterday, and today someone asked him to go to Dongtantou to check things out?

Could it be that this good fortune of "prosperity" is not over yet?

"Wait for me for ten minutes, I'll wash my face and then we'll go together." After saying that, Lin Chang'an turned around and walked into the house.

Guo Xiaowu stood there, stunned and bewildered: "Wait, didn't you just say you weren't going? Why did you change your mind?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just wait." Lin Chang'an said without turning his head.

He strode into the house, washed his face with cold water, and instantly felt much more awake.

Then he took out his phone and sent a message to Fang Qingzhu, telling her not to go to work starting today, to rest well at home, and that he would take her to buy hardware in the afternoon.

After sending the message, he put his phone away and started thinking about buying hardware jewelry.

Yesterday he told Fang Qingzhu that not a single piece of hardware could be missing, and he planned to spend 10,000 yuan to buy it directly, so that his wife wouldn't suffer any grievances.

But after doing the math, the 50,000 yuan I received yesterday has suddenly dwindled to only 10,000 yuan.

"We really don't have enough money."

Lin Chang'an sighed softly. It seemed he needed to find some other ways to make money quickly.

He walked out of the courtyard, and Guo Xiaowu, smoking a cigarette, said, "Let's ride our bikes to the square and main street, where we'll meet up and a bus will take us there."

Lin Chang'an nodded, got on his motorcycle, and drove off with Guo Xiaowu in tow.

As soon as they arrived at the square, they saw that dozens of people had already gathered there, mostly young people of similar age, and a few strong men in their thirties. They all looked like idle people without proper jobs.

A green bus was parked by the roadside. It had no markings on its body and looked rather dilapidated.

"Here we are, here we are! We've got enough people, so get on the bus!"

A man in a black jacket with a buzz cut shouted; he was probably in charge of leading the team.

"Hey, you're too old for that, don't get on the bus. We're here to look after people, not to watch your grandchildren." The man with the buzz cut stopped an old man with half-white hair, carrying a cloth bag, who looked to be around sixty years old.

"Brother, I'm still in good health, I can manage the place without any problem," the old man said with a smile.

"We need young and strong men. At your age, what will people think if they see you? It will damage the reputation of our Sifang Security. You should leave now and stop wasting time." The crew-cut man waved his hand impatiently.

"Just give me 50 yuan, and you don't need to provide me with food. I brought my own steamed buns." The old man waved the cloth bag in his hand and scrambled onto the car.

"Hey, you don't understand what I'm saying, do you?"

The man with the buzz cut waved his hand, his tone unfriendly, and grabbed the old man's arm, pulling him down.

But the old man was surprisingly strong, and for a time he couldn't do anything about it, and the two were locked in a stalemate.

At this point, the bus driver shouted, "Alright, stop arguing, we're running out of time."

Helpless, the crew-cut man released the old man and said, "Fine, fine, you really are a master. Sign your name here."

He then handed over a piece of paper and a pen.

The old man didn't take it, but chuckled and said, "I can't read."

"What should I call you?" The crew-cut man sighed and picked up a pen.

"Call him Liu Shanben."

The man with the buzz cut jotted down a few strokes, then looked up at the old man in surprise, "Which Liu Shanben?"

"The 'shan' in 'kindness' and the 'ben' in 'duty'," the old man said, shaking his cloth bag.

The man with the buzz cut was instantly flustered, a look of surprise in his eyes. After a few seconds of hesitation, he cautiously asked, "Are you Master Shan Liu?"

The old man's smile remained unchanged; he simply waved his hand lightly, "What 'Sixth Master' or not, those are just old titles, not worth mentioning."

The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent, and the expressions of some who had heard some of the past changed as they all looked at the old man.

For twenty years, there was a notorious gangster named Liu Shanben, nicknamed "Sixth Master Shan"!

The name sounds kind, but he is actually a ruthless character. He is extremely vicious and cunning, and he is quite successful in the Haicheng underworld, with a large number of underlings.

However, when the authorities launched a crackdown, he was made the prime example, fell from grace, was arrested, and sentenced to a heavy prison term.

"My goodness, what a kind Sixth Master!"

"When did Master Shan Liu come out?"

"I've always heard my dad talk about Master Shan Liu from back then, but I never thought I'd actually see him alive!"

The crowd erupted in a flurry of discussion, their eyes filled with surprise and curiosity as they looked at Liu Shanben.

The man with the buzz cut cleared his throat, his previous impatience gone, and his tone much calmer: "Sixth Master, I was blind to your greatness just now, and I was very rude. Please don't take offense."

"It's alright," Liu Shanben said with a smile.

The man with the buzz cut looked at the other person and said, "We're just here to keep watch for someone, Sixth Master..."

"Why can't I go?" Liu Shanben asked.

"This...is not suitable for you..." the crew-cut man said, somewhat embarrassed.

"Why are you looking down on old men? You won't even let me earn 50?" Liu Shanben frowned slightly.

"No, not at all," the crew-cut man said helplessly.

"Give me your work clothes then." Liu Shanben reached out his hand.

With no other option, the crew-cut man nodded and pulled a black work uniform belonging to the security guards from his bag, handing it to Liu Shanben.

Liu Shanben took it and slowly put it on.

The thugs around him got excited and looked at Liu Shanben with admiration in their eyes.

In their eyes, Liu Shanben was a legendary figure, and it was an honor to work with such a "big shot".

Lin Chang'an and Guo Xiaowu also stepped forward to sign and receive their work clothes.

Guo Xiaowu tugged at Lin Chang'an's arm and whispered, "Chang'an, is this old man really Master Shan Liu? Impossible, right? Look at his smiling face, he doesn't look like a gangster at all."

Lin Chang'an slapped his hand away without saying a word.

He also found it hard to connect the once infamous "Sixth Master Shan" who was a household name in Haicheng's underworld with the old man in front of him.

Liu Shanben was once incredibly successful, with countless underlings and a lavish lifestyle. But after all these years, he ended up in prison, and now at his age, he has to compete with younger people for jobs just to make a living.

In the end, fame and power cannot compare to the daily grind of making a living.

Lin Chang'an felt only regret; in the end, all that was left of him was to become a part of society.

The two boarded the bus and found seats towards the back.

Some nosy hooligans couldn't contain their excitement any longer, and several of them squeezed into the seats next to Liu Shanben, chattering away.

Liu Shanben wasn't annoyed at all. He still had that smiling face and wasn't angry at all. He just responded casually and occasionally said a few unimportant words.

"Everyone, get back to your seats! What's all the noise about!"

The man with the buzz cut frowned upon seeing this and reprimanded her in a deep voice.

Although the thugs were reluctant, they didn't dare to disobey the crew-cut man, since he was their employer. So they all returned to their seats, though their eyes kept glancing at Liu Shanben.

Once everyone was seated, the man with the buzz cut walked to the middle of the carriage, cleared his throat, and said...

"Let me explain today's task to you."

We're going to the construction site at Dongtantou to keep an eye on things and prevent any outsiders from causing trouble. If anyone comes to cause trouble, don't confront them directly; report to me immediately!

Remember, you're here to make money, not to fight. Don't get yourself into trouble!

After saying that, he glanced at everyone and, seeing that no one spoke, walked straight up to Liu Shanben and said sincerely, "Sixth Master, as you know, times have changed. We're in the security business, and we're supposed to do things according to the rules. This job is really rough, and it would be a bit embarrassing for you to do it..."

Liu Shanben slowly interrupted him: "What face or not, that's all in the past. I'm just here to earn a living. Don't worry about me, and I won't cause you any trouble."

Hearing this, the man with the buzz cut breathed a sigh of relief. After exchanging a few more polite words, he returned to his seat at the front of the car.

The bus slowly started moving and headed towards Dongtantou.