Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

At this time.

A figure strode quickly out from inside the construction site.

The man was about thirty years old, with a lean build and a bronze complexion from long hours of outdoor work. He had a steady gaze and a firm gait. He was Xiao Fu, Lin Yaodong's confidant, who was in charge of managing the construction site.

"Brother Dong, why didn't you let me know you were coming? I could have gotten ready." Xiao Fu said respectfully.

"Yeah, nothing special, just came to check on the progress of the project." Lin Yaodong turned around to face Xiao Fu, his smile becoming more genuine.

He has always been relatively lenient with his capable and loyal subordinates.

"Don't worry, Dong-ge, everything is going smoothly." Xiao Fu stepped aside to lead the way. "I'll show you around."

Lin Yaodong nodded and, accompanied by Xiao Fu, strode into the dusty depths of the construction site.

Stephen Chow naturally followed closely behind, while the blond-haired man quickly straightened up and cautiously followed at the end of the line, his face still showing excitement and trepidation.

On the construction site, workers are busy at work, concrete mixers are roaring, and sparks from electric welding are flying everywhere.

As Lin Yaodong walked and looked around, his gaze swept over the busy figures, and he asked casually, "I see a lot of unfamiliar faces in the construction team."

Xiao Fu immediately replied respectfully, "Yes, Brother Dong."

Because of the tight construction schedule, and because I recently surveyed the entire infrastructure market on Hong Kong Island and feel that the industry has a very bright future...

The company you acquired was originally owned by someone who went bankrupt and sold the business after losing all his money betting on horse racing. It actually had a good foundation.

I thought it was a good opportunity, so I recruited quite a few new people.

Lin Yaodong nodded approvingly.

He comes from the future, so he naturally understands the golden period for the infrastructure industry in Hong Kong and even the whole country in the coming decades. Xiao Fu's foresight shows that he has indeed put his heart into it.

"Good job, you did a great job." He patted Xiao Fu on the shoulder to show his approval.

Xiao Fu humbly said, "It's all thanks to Brother Dong for teaching me so well and giving me this opportunity."

Looking at Xiao Fu's simple and loyal face, Lin Yaodong's heart stirred slightly.

He recalled how Xiao Fu had unhesitatingly taken out his savings, which he had set aside for buying a house, to support his stock trading. He also thought about the sense of belonging among his undercover subordinates, including Zhou Xingxing, who had special identities and different motives.

Managing subordinates is nothing more than a combination of kindness and severity, and the key to "kindness" lies in whether you can address their core needs.

For these gangsters who live on the edge and yearn for stability, a "home" of their own is undoubtedly extremely tempting.

He stopped and looked at the building's nascent framework, as if he could already see what it would look like when it was completed.

Then, he turned to Xiao Fu and said in a seemingly casual yet firm tone, "Xiao Fu, once this building is finished, I'll give you an apartment. How about that?"

"Brother Dong?!" Xiao Fu suddenly looked up, his face full of surprise.

Since getting involved in the real estate and construction industry, he knows very well how expensive a house here will be in the future.

He had followed Lin Yaodong for quite some time and knew that this boss was generous, but the fact that he directly gifted a property was still far beyond his imagination.

With soaring property prices on Hong Kong Island, owning a house may be the goal of many people's lifelong struggle.

Stephen Chow, who was following behind, was also deeply shaken, and could almost hear his own heart pounding.

He stared intently at Lin Yaodong's profile, trying to read his true intentions from that calm and composed face.

A triad boss gives a house to a gangster?

This is unheard of!

If this is true... then his secret use of his savings to cover up his financial losses, and his unattainable dream of buying a house, wouldn't that be...

Zhou Xingxing forced himself to calm down, reminding himself of his identity and mission, but the immense temptation still made his throat dry.

The one most affected was the blond guy who had just joined.

He stood there, mouth agape, dumbfounded, as if fireworks were exploding in his mind.

Seriously?! Giving...giving away a house?

He could hardly believe his ears.

When you're a gangster, getting beaten up and injured is commonplace.

It's already difficult enough to get a meager salary on time. Who has ever heard of a boss giving away a house if you work for him?

This is simply a fantasy!

Overwhelmed by immense joy and relief: Damn it! I really made the right choice in following the right boss this time!

Indeed, choosing to switch jobs was the right decision!

Being a gangster can be a promising career; as long as you follow the right person, you can really make it big one day!

Thinking back to when we were with Crow of Tung Sing, let alone giving away houses, even going out to eat required his underlings to pay for it. It was common for us to go hungry nine times in three days...

Huang Mao felt that his worldview had been completely shattered.

Lin Yaodong took in everyone's reactions, his expression remaining calm, but his tone was unusually certain: "You, Gao Jin, Jiang Xin, and the others have been with me the longest, always drifting around. It's time you had a stable home in Hong Kong."

Xiao Fu took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement.

He understood Lin Yaodong and knew that the other party meant what he said and was never joking.

At this moment, any excuse would be hypocritical.

He straightened his back and nodded vigorously. "Thank you so much, Brother Dong! I, Xiao Fu, will definitely put my heart and soul into helping you build this project!"

"Hmm," Lin Yaodong nodded in satisfaction, then turned his head at the opportune moment, his gaze falling on Zhou Xingxing, who was still in shock.

Ah Xing, the same goes for you. As long as you work diligently for me, I, Lin Yaodong, will never treat my brothers unfairly.

Stephen Chow couldn't help but swallow hard. The immense temptation made him almost forget his undercover identity for the moment, and he blurted out, "Brother Dong... really... giving away a house?"

His voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Lin Yaodong's smile deepened, and he said confidently, "It's even more real than pearls."

"Boss!" The blond-haired guy finally snapped out of his shock, raised his hand excitedly like a schoolchild asking a question in class, and shouted, "Anyone for us new Blue Lanterns?"

Lin Yaodong's gaze swept over the blond-haired man and the other workers around him who were listening intently. He nodded slightly, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the surrounding area.

"Yes, I will reward all the brothers who contribute to the company. A house is just one of them... If someone makes an outstanding contribution, they can receive a bonus immediately after confirmation."

Although there was no direct promise that everyone would get a share, these words undoubtedly painted a very attractive picture for all newcomers, including those who were still observing.

It's true... he admitted it himself... The blond-haired man's face turned red with excitement, and his eyes shone.

He recalled the rumors circulating in the underworld—that Hung Hing's Lam Yiu-tung always did what he said!

This further strengthened his resolve.

"I will definitely work hard and not let the boss down!" He bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle again, the movement so large that he almost threw his helmet off.