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

"Then let me see what you're capable of." Brother Yishan smiled and called out to the outside, "Call Ah Xing in."

The henchman outside responded, and soon a blond, blue-eyed foreigner walked in.

The foreigner was tall and fair-skinned, with a somewhat wooden expression on his face. As soon as he entered the office, he consciously walked to a tape recorder in the corner, sat down, picked up the headphones, put them on, and skillfully adjusted the tape recorder.

Clearly, this wasn't Yishan's first time playing this game.

Brother Yishan put his arm around the woman in his arms again, stood up, and slowly walked over to Huagulong, saying, "This game is very simple. Ah Xing sings a song, and you guess the title. Didn't you just say you knew how to play? Don't disappoint me."

Hua Gulong nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, Brother Yishan, I definitely won't let you down!"

Brother Yishan abruptly changed the subject, his tone laced with a threatening mockery: "Let me make this clear first, if you guess wrong, you'll get a beating, and a real beating at that. Don't cry out in pain."

"Wow~~" Hua Gu Long panicked instantly, his smile freezing on his face. He hurriedly tried to back out: "Do I get beaten up for guessing wrong? I'm with Brother Tung of Hung Hing, can't I be a little more lenient..."

He thought that with Lin Yaodong's name on him, even if Brother Yishan really did something to him, he wouldn't actually take action.

"What?!" Brother Yishan's face darkened, and he became fierce. "I've already been very lenient with Lin Yaodong, otherwise I would have beaten you to a pulp right now!"

He paused, then softened his tone, saying, "But I, Brother Yishan, won't bully you. If you guess a song correctly, I'll reward you with a thousand yuan; if you guess wrong, you'll get beaten up. Fair enough, right?"

Why doesn't he just give me the money?

That way, even if Lin Yaodong's people really cause problems, he'll have something to say.

No matter what, he is still a member of the Ni family. What can Lin Yaodong do to him?

Hua Gu Long frowned, pondering in his mind.

You get a thousand dollars for guessing correctly... but at this rate, how many more do you need to guess correctly to get the money from the boxing match?

Besides, if you guess wrong, you'll get beaten up...

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Why is it only a thousand yuan if I win? Can you add a little more? Two thousand if I guess correctly?"

"What the hell!" Brother Yishan roared in fury at the Bone-Melting Dragon, "Do you think this is a vegetable market? You dare to haggle with me!"

After saying that, his eyes turned cold: "Are you going to play or not? If not, I'll beat you up right now and throw you out! Don't forget, even if Lin Yaodong finds out, you're still in the wrong. Your mother still owes me money, and you dare to come to my door asking for it?!"

"Isn't this a blatant insult to me?"

Hua Gulong inwardly groaned; he had only ever taken money, never imagining his mother owed these loan sharks...

But he knew that Brother Yishan meant what he said, and if he didn't play and didn't get the money, he would definitely get a beating today.

Now that things had come to this, he had no other choice but to bite the bullet and agree: "I'll play, I'll play!"

Seeing Hua Gu Long's aggrieved look, Brother Yi Shan added, his tone full of mockery: "Also, even if you guessed right, you'll still get beaten, just not as badly."

"Wow, no way, you're going to beat me even if I guessed right?" Hua Gulong was instantly devastated, cursing Brother Yishan's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind, but he didn't dare to show it.

After all, he was only using Lin Yaodong's name and was not actually a full-time employee of Lin Yaodong's company.

He could only complain under his breath: "Other TV stations play song-guessing games, and if you guess correctly, you get lots of gifts, some even a car. Unlike here, where you get beaten up even if you guess correctly..."

"What?" Brother Yishan scoffed dismissively. "This is a loan company, not a TV station. You think this is some kind of game where you give gifts? Here, I set the rules!"

The Bone-Melting Dragon completely backed down, hanging its head and saying weakly, "Come on, let's begin."

Brother Yishan gestured with his chin toward Ah Xing, the foreigner in the corner, and said, "Let's begin."

Ah Xing nodded, pressed the record button, closed his eyes, and began humming along with the melody in his headphones.

However, his pronunciation was extremely poor. Being a foreigner, he had a terrible grasp of the pronunciation of Chinese songs. The lyrics he sang were gibberish and completely incomprehensible, and even the melody became distorted.

But he himself sang with great immersion, his head bobbing up and down to the rhythm, looking completely absorbed.

Hua Gulong frowned, strained his ears, and listened carefully to what Ah Xing was singing. But after listening for a long time, he couldn't make out anything except for the garbled noise. His face was full of speechlessness.

This isn't guessing song titles; it's clearly deliberately making things difficult for him!

What he didn't know was that this foreigner really was only at this level.

Soon, Ah Xing finished singing the first song, took off his headphones, looked at Hua Gu Long, and waited for his answer.

Hua Gulong scratched his head, looking bewildered, and said, "I...I didn't hear you clearly. Could you sing it again?"

"What?!" Brother Yishan's face darkened. "Are you doing this on purpose? Ah Xing has already finished singing, and you're still saying you didn't hear clearly? I bet you just don't know how!"

After saying that, he winked at the burly, hairy man next to him.

The long-haired, burly man immediately stepped forward, grabbed Hua Gulong by the collar, and punched him in the face.

Hua Gu Long groaned in pain, his lips instantly turning red and his cheeks swelling up rapidly.

The burly, long-haired man showed no mercy. After punching him, he kicked him in the stomach. Hua Gu Long staggered back a few steps, almost falling to the ground, wincing in pain.

"One more time! Change the song," Brother Yishan said coldly.

Ah Xing put on his headphones again and started singing the second song.

This time, his pronunciation was still awkward, a jumbled mess of words, and Huagulong still couldn't understand a word.

He knew in his heart that even if he listened ten more times, he still wouldn't be able to guess that Brother Yishan was just deliberately looking for an excuse to beat him up.

After Ah Xing finished singing, Hua Gu Long could only bite the bullet and casually say a song title: "Is it 'The Heart of a Prodigal Son'?"

Brother Yishan burst into laughter, his tone full of sarcasm: "Wrong! You good-for-nothing, you can't even guess properly, yet you dare to say you like listening to music!"

After saying that, he winked at the long-haired, burly man.

The long-haired, burly man stepped forward again and unleashed another barrage of punches and kicks on the Bone-Melting Dragon.

This time, he hit harder. The Bone-Melting Dragon was beaten until it curled up on the ground, clutching its head and howling incessantly, "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me..."

But the burly man with long hair wouldn't listen and kept hitting him until Brother Yishan shouted for him to stop. Only then did he stop and retreat to the side with a cold expression.

The Bone-Melting Dragon slowly got up from the ground, blood was flowing from the corner of its mouth, its face was covered in bruises, and its whole body ached. Every movement felt like being pricked by needles.

He was filled with anger and resentment, but he was helpless and could only grit his teeth and stand there.

"The third song, one more!" Brother Yishan's tone remained cold, devoid of any sympathy.

Ah Xing put on his headphones again and started humming.

This time, perhaps due to good luck, Ah Xing sang a very popular old Cantonese song. Although his pronunciation was still awkward, Hua Gu Long could still barely make out a few lines of the melody. Overjoyed, he quickly exclaimed, "It's 'Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies'! It must be 'Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies'!"

Brother Yishan was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting that Huagulong had actually guessed correctly. A look of surprise appeared on his face, and then he nodded: "You're lucky, you guessed right."

He gestured to his henchman next to him and gave Huagulong a thousand yuan.

Hua Gulong took the money and breathed a slight sigh of relief. But to his surprise, Brother Yishan gave the long-haired strongman a wink and said, "Although you guessed right, the rules can't be broken. Go easy on him."

The long-haired, burly man nodded, stepped forward, and lightly punched the Bone-Melting Dragon's arm.

Although the force wasn't great, the Bone-Melting Dragon was already covered in injuries, and this punch still made him gasp in pain, but he dared not retaliate and could only silently endure it.

At this moment, the Bone-Melting Dragon was in pain all over his body and powerless. He could no longer hold on. He waved his hand and said urgently:

"Hey... I'm done playing, I'm done playing... I don't want the money anymore, and I don't want the boxing match money anymore, I'm leaving!" With that, he turned around and tried to walk out of the office.

Earning a thousand dollars is really hard...