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

Big Head insisted, his tone serious: "Why not? You're the general manager of a company. If you keep calling me Brother Hao, what will the employees think? They'll think I'm some kind of privileged parachuted-in figure. Since I'm here to work, I have to follow the rules and start from scratch."

Gao Jin looked at Lin Yaodong with some difficulty. Lin Yaodong smiled and didn't say anything, meaning he respected Da Tou's opinion.

Seeing that Gao Jin was still hesitating, Da Tou said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If you keep calling me that, I won't dare to take this job anymore."

Gao Jin then smiled slightly and nodded, "Alright, Big Head. I'll take you there first."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Ah Jin."

The two left the office one after the other.

Lin Yaodong nodded in satisfaction.

The fact that Da Tou was able to stay, and that he was willing to start from the bottom, made him even more gratified than if he had directly lent Da Tou money to start his business.

This path may be mundane and trivial, but at least it's a path that's being walked on solid ground.

He picked up his phone and saw a message from Lin Liangshui: "Nan and the others are fine. Their bail procedures are being processed. But it will take 48 hours."

He replied, "Received, thank you," and put down his phone.

At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the office door, and then Jiang Xin pushed the door open and walked in.

He walked to Lin Yaodong's desk with a folder in his hand and placed a well-organized schedule on the table.

"Brother Dong, here's today's and this week's schedule. Please take a look. Also, there's something else."

Lin Yaodong put down his pen and looked up: "Yes, go ahead."

"This morning, the guys patrolling the streets reported that a young man named Hua Gu Long came to our property management office in Mong Kok looking for you. The guys at the office saw that he looked flustered and didn't seem to be causing trouble, so they asked him a few more questions."

Jiang Xin paused for a moment, then continued his report, "He said he has an urgent matter he wants to ask for your help with, mainly to borrow money. From what he said, it seems that his elderly mother has been in an accident and was beaten, and now he urgently needs money."

"Huagulong?" Lin Yaodong tapped his finger lightly on the table. "His mother was beaten? What exactly happened?"

Jiang Xin did not answer immediately, but instead handed over another item she was holding.

A copy of the day's morning newspaper was unfolded in front of Lin Yaodong.

The newspaper's front page headline, printed in bold boldface, read: "Key eyewitness to the Mong Kok Tung Lok Investment Company shooting murder case, Hua Gulong, emerges."

"This is this morning's newspaper," Jiang Xin explained, pointing to the headline. "The news was intentionally or unintentionally released by the police yesterday afternoon. I think it was Inspector Li Zhusong, who is in charge of this case, who wanted to use Huagulong as bait to lure out the killer who murdered Yishan, the owner of Dongle Investment Company."

Lin Yaodong glanced at the newspaper, relevant memories surfaced, and he nodded.

Jiang Xin's speculation is quite reasonable.

In the movie, Li Zhusong used Huagulong, a witness, to lure the assassin and silence him...

However, this puts the "bait" Bone-Melting Dragon in a very dangerous position.

The movie had a happy ending, but now... it's hard to say...

"Where is he now?" Lin Yaodong asked.

"In the Tsim Sha Tsui East District, in a McDonald's over there," Jiang Xin answered precisely, clearly having already been followed.

"Our men secretly observed that Inspector Li Zhusong was also beside him. It seems that Inspector Li deliberately brought Huagulong around the crime scene or other secluded areas..."

Li Zhusong's actions were a clear message to the assassins: come and kill the Bone-Melting Dragon!

Hua Gulong is a loyal henchman... Lin Yaodong stood up, picked up his suit jacket draped over the back of his chair, and said, "Since I have nothing else to do, I'll go see what's going on. Since Li Sir is here, I might as well say hello."

Jiang Xin said no more and immediately turned around to arrange for vehicles.

…………

At the same time, in the Tsim Sha Tsui East District.

A McDonald's near the old docks was not doing much business.

There were several plastic tables and chairs outside the shop, but only two people were sitting in the corner.

It was Hua Gulong and Inspector Li Zhusong, who was dressed in plainclothes.

Hua Gulong was wearing a wrinkled jacket, his hair was messy, and he had dark circles under his eyes, making him look anxious and tired.

He held a half-eaten hamburger in his hand, but couldn't swallow it, and kept looking irritably at the gray sea in the distance.

"Li sir, I really can't take it anymore!" Hua Gulong said in a low voice, his tone full of dissatisfaction. "Why here? Why can't I go directly to Brother Dong? Lin Yaodong has so much influence in Causeway Bay and Mong Kok. If he were willing to help me, would those loan sharks dare to touch my mother?"

Li Zhusong sipped his coffee leisurely, glancing at Hua Gulong. "You're bait now, used to catch that killer fish. That assassin is definitely looking for you everywhere. If he finds out you're involved with Lin Yaodong of Hung Hing, do you think he'll dare to show his face? He'll be hiding like the plague."

He put down his coffee cup, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice even further: "I spread the word that you saw the assassin's face to force him to come out and silence you. Only then will I have a chance to catch him, avenge your dead brother Yishan, and completely eliminate this threat to you and your mother. Now that you're seeking protection from Lin Yaodong, it's like telling all the assassins in Hong Kong that you have an impenetrable fortress here—who would dare come?"

Hua Gu Long was both anxious and furious, but he couldn't refute her.

He slammed his fist on the table, the plastic surface making a dull thud.

"Including the family fortune! It's all your fault!" He glared at Li Zhusong, his eyes slightly red. "If you hadn't insisted on making me a witness and putting my name in the newspaper, how would those damned creditors have known my mother was home alone? How would they have come to beat her up?!"

Last night, he was "protectively" allowed to stay overnight at Li's house by Li Zhusong. Unexpectedly, his mother, who lived alone in an old tenement building, was caught red-handed by gangsters who came to collect debts.

The elderly woman was pushed and beaten, and was injured. She is still in the hospital.

Medical bills, debts, threats from assassins... all the pressure suddenly piled on this already unambitious hoodlum, almost driving him to the brink of collapse.

The only person he could think of who could help him was Lin Yaodong.

Li Zhusong's expression also looked rather unpleasant.

This was indeed beyond his expectations. Those debt collectors were really going to extremes, even beating old women.

But he refused to admit defeat, scoffing, "Hmph! Blame me? It's all your own fault for being dishonest! You're definitely hiding something from me about the shooting! If you had told me everything you knew earlier, I wouldn't have had to put you in such a conspicuous position!"

When the details of the shooting were mentioned, Hua Gulong's eyes flickered, and a hint of guilt and annoyance flashed across his face. He wanted to get angry, but he swallowed the words back down.

What could he say?

He said he saw the US dollars under the carpet with his own eyes, then tricked your daughter into getting drunk, went back to take the money, and then the money disappeared?

Once he said that, Li Zhusong would be the first to not let him off the hook.

The thought of his money being missing made him feel incredibly frustrated, like he was about to explode.

Including my family fortune, where did all that US dollars go?