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Lin Long lay on the bed, put his arm around Gang Sheng's smooth shoulder, took out his phone, found Mulan Hua's contact information, and dialed her number, asking her to help find out where the midwife from back then had moved to.

A few minutes later, Mulan sent a text message with the midwife's current address in Australia.

Upon seeing the message, Lin Long made another phone call, asking his friend in Macau to make a trip and retrieve the birth certificate.

He's been doing very well in the last six months, and has built up a lot of connections.

Although Lin Long has more faith in his own abilities, he also firmly believes that the more friends you have, the easier your path will be, and you never know when you might need them.

Although he didn't establish a gang or set up a headquarters, many gangsters in the public housing complex were willing to follow him, since Brother Tyrannosaurus's name was well-known in the underworld.

However, he doesn't plant any flags, precisely because he wants a clean background and fewer obstacles when doing things.

This is also the key reason why he was able to successfully apply for a gun license and legally possess firearms.

Two hours later, Ya Rong, a hoodlum from Australia, knocked on the hotel room door with a delivery certificate in hand.

Lin Long pulled out a wad of cash from his bag and stuffed it into his hand: "Arong, thank you for your hard work."

"Brother Long, what are you doing?" Ya Rong hurriedly pushed the money back: "If you hadn't saved my life back then, I would have been feeding the fish long ago. It's only right that I do anything for you."

"One thing at a time, here you go." Lin Long forcefully stuffed the money into his pocket: "Go to the nightclub and have some fun, have a good night."

"I have something to do here, so I can't keep you company."

"Thank you, Brother Long!" Ya Rong stopped refusing and turned to leave.

Lin Long closed the door and handed over the birth certificate.

Hong Kong student's hands trembled as he took the paper, his face filled with excitement.

What was an insurmountable problem for her was resolved by Lin Long with just two phone calls.

At this moment, she truly witnessed Lin Long's power.

Lin Long made another phone call, arranging to meet someone at a tea restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui.

After hanging up the phone, he patted Gang Sheng's shapely buttocks: "Let's go out for dinner."

"I originally wanted to find someone to help you get an identity card, but since you already have a birth certificate, let's go through the proper procedures to avoid future trouble."

"Thank you, Brother Long." Gang Sheng looked grateful and clung to him softly.

In the afternoon, Lin Long carried the trembling Gang Sheng downstairs. Just as they reached the lobby, the hotel owner blocked their way: "Mr. Lin, this young lady owes me over a thousand yuan in room fees. She's using this shabby necklace as collateral. Shouldn't you settle the debt for her?"

Gang Sheng panicked instantly and looked to Lin Long for help. The necklace was her mother's keepsake; it wasn't worth much, but it was her only keepsake.

Without saying a word, Lin Long took out two Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and tossed them over, then picked up the necklace from the counter and personally put it back around Gang Sheng's neck.

Gang Sheng looked at him, and his eyes suddenly reddened.

The two went out the door, got into the car, and headed straight for Tsim Sha Tsui.

Ten minutes later, in the tea restaurant.

Lin Long ordered a table full of food for Gang Sheng to have a bite to eat first.

She hadn't been able to eat properly for the past few days and was already extremely weak from hunger. If it weren't for her relatively strong constitution, she probably would have been completely worn out in the hotel.

Gang Sheng was eating with his head down when a short man covered in flashy tattoos pushed open the door and walked in. His shifty eyes scanned the room, and when he saw Lin Long, he immediately put on a fawning smile and quickly walked over to sit down: "Brother Long!"

"Hey Shrimp Head Qiang, what kind of money-making scheme are you up to these days?" Lin Long teased with a smile.

"Where's the chance to get rich?" Shrimp Head Qiang poured Lin Long a glass of water, rubbing his hands together as he asked, "Brother Long, just tell me what you need!"

"You're quite the smooth talker, kid." Lin Long pulled a leather bag from his bag and tossed it over: "This is my girlfriend. She was born in Hong Kong. There's a birth certificate in here. Help me get her an ID card today."

Shrimp Head Qiang opened the leather bag and glanced inside; it was a thick wad of cash, a full HK$50,000.

His eyes lit up, and he patted his chest, guaranteeing, "Brother Long, leave this to me! One hour, no, half an hour, and I guarantee I'll have your ID card delivered to you!"

Xia Touqiang is a veteran in the counterfeit document business. He can forge any document, such as passports and ID cards, as long as you pay.

What's even more impressive is that he has connections in government departments and can even produce genuine documents, though they are a bit pricey.

This amount of money is nothing to Lin Long, but since the Hong Kong-born child has a legitimate birth certificate, he doesn't need to go through internal channels.

If those connections fall from grace one day, revealing them would only bring more trouble upon myself.

Spending a little money to go through the proper procedures is the safest option, as it not only ensures you get a valid ID card but also prevents future problems.

Half an hour later, holding his brand-new ID card, Gang Sheng's eyes suddenly reddened, and hot tears slid down his cheeks.

After enduring so much hardship, she finally obtained her own ID card and looked at Lin Long with even greater gratitude.

Lin Long offered a few words of comfort, then drove her straight to the Sky High Villa at the top of Victoria Peak in Central.

Looking at the magnificent detached villa in front of him, Gang Sheng was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

In her entire life, she had never seen such a luxurious mansion.

Before the two could get close, the villa door creaked open and the little Jewish boy ran downstairs with light steps.

Upon seeing Lin Long, a smile immediately spread across her face, and she quickly walked over, saying, "Brother Long."

"Little Jew." Lin Long raised his hand and ruffled her soft hair, then stepped aside to let Gang Sheng, who was behind him, out. "Her name is Gang Sheng. She will take care of you from now on."

Then she turned to Gangsheng and instructed him, "Just call her Sister Ruan."

"Little Jew is in poor health, you'll have to take care of her for me from now on."

"Okay." Hong Sheng lowered his head nervously and replied in a low voice.

Little Jew was naturally kind, and even after moving into such a luxurious villa, he remained gentle to people.

She noticed Gang Sheng's awkwardness and nervousness, and took the initiative to hold his slightly cool hand, soothingly saying in a soft voice, "Gang Sheng, don't be shy, you can call me Ah Mei, or Little Jew, that's what Brother Long calls me too."

"I'm much better now and I can take care of myself."

"This villa is just too big, and it's really hard to clean. I'll have to trouble you to help me out from now on."

"Come on, let's go inside first."

Lin Long glanced down at his watch and said gently to Xiao Youyi, "I have some things to take care of. I'll be back tonight."

"Okay, I'll make you your favorite soup. We'll wait for you to come back for dinner." Little Jewish girl smiled, her eyes crinkling like a crescent moon hanging in the night sky.

"Okay."

Lin Long waved goodbye, drove away from Sky High Villa, and returned to Summer Palace Villa in Kowloon City.

As night deepened, the food stalls along the street were brightly lit and bustling with activity.

The four ruthless thugs had already returned to their hotel and were now sitting around a food stall downstairs ordering food.

Lin Long was pondering how to approach this group when his gaze swept across the room and he saw that Fei Tang was sitting at the same table with four ruthless bandits, chatting animatedly.

He made up his mind, walked straight over without stopping, and called out, "Fei Tang."

"Brother Long?" Fat Tang was taken aback when he heard the voice. He had been hiding here because he was being chased by loan sharks for debt, and he did not expect to run into Lin Long here.

Lin Long's gaze swept over the four people at the table, and he asked, "Your friends?"

"We're from the same hometown, from the same hometown!" Fei Tang quickly waved his hand, then turned to look at Brother Jiang and the others at the head of the group, forcing a smile and trying to smooth things over: "This is my friend, would you mind sharing a seat with him?"

Although Fei Tang asked the question, he had already pulled over a chair.