Hong Kong film: Refusing to go undercover, the policeman's path to becoming the richest man.

Chapter 55 Luo Zhiming distributes gold to appease the masses and uses an iron fist to extract confessions.

Even Chen Fengxiang, with his unconventional style, is the kind of bad boy handsome guy with a wild charm!

Yang Jinrong gazed into the distance, his voice lowering slightly: "That day you stood under the sunlight and said you wanted to be a ruthless leader in the police force, to be the Lei Luo of this era. I've always remembered that."

"That moment is etched into my heart."

"From that moment on, I made up my mind—I'd follow Brother Chu for the rest of my life!"

He Chu smiled and shook his head: "Who didn't utter a few grand pronouncements when they were young?"

"Who isn't a little bit chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur)?"

Yang Jinrong immediately retorted, "That wasn't youthful arrogance, that was a vow!"

"I believed you then and there that you would definitely do what you said you would do."

"And now? You've become the true leader of the police force."

He Chu waved his hand: "The helmsman? I'm far from that level."

Yang Jinrong, however, was more certain than anyone else: "In less than twenty years, you will definitely become a new generation of legendary figures in Hong Kong, just like Lui Lok back then."

He Chu smiled faintly: "Perhaps."

Yang Jinrong then asked, "You brought me here specifically to see your wife today, is there some plan?"

He Chu nodded: "That's right, I brought you here specifically."

"Of the entire police force, only you can walk this path with me."

"Actually, the most suitable one would be A Luo."

"But he's currently busy restructuring the new Liansheng and forcing the Golden Club to back down, so he can't spare the time."

"As for the others, Abang is too straightforward, Aji is too taciturn, and Aren is not steady enough."

"Only you are insightful and capable of handling things."

Yang Jinrong was silent for a moment, then solemnly said, "We will definitely avenge Superintendent Luo."

He Chu replied decisively, "Of course!"

"I've always said that our lives are a hundred times more precious than those of criminals."

"It's worth living well, and it's worth having someone protect us from behind."

"But this job is, after all, a dangerous one."

"We have to keep pushing forward to put our families at ease."

"A person's life is like a fleeting season, like grass in autumn. After going through life, one should always leave something behind."

He slowly began to talk about Superintendent Luo Zonglun: "Superintendent Luo is a person of the same level as Brother Chang."

"If you see Brother Chang again in ten years, you'll probably understand what he's like now."

"He takes great care of his subordinates."

He is ruthless when reprimanding people, but he never makes his subordinates risk their lives for his future.

"Ah Luo is his undercover agent."

"Every time we met, his first words were always: 'Be careful, don't be reckless.'"

"On the day of the incident, they met up, and Superintendent Luo went there specifically to deliver insurance to Ah Luo."

Yang Jinrong suddenly looked up: "Insurance?"

He Chu nodded: "Working in a triad, cases are always indefinitely delayed, and nobody knows when they'll be resolved."

"Superintendent Luo was afraid of ruining Ah Luo's life, but once the mission started, there was no turning back."

So he secretly bought him an insurance policy.

"In case something happens, at least I won't be left without anyone to care for me for the rest of my life."

"Who would have thought that an accident would happen just minutes after we separated?"

The car was silent for a moment.

He Chu gazed ahead, his voice calm: "I brought you here to meet my sister-in-law, there's no other reason."

"I don't know how others are doing, but I know about Superintendent Luo's matter, and I have to do something about it."

"Ah Luo specifically mentioned this to me, saying that he wanted to leave a share for Superintendent Luo in the fund, which would be allocated from his own share."

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"Of course I won't do that."

"But my sister-in-law deserves the same sentiment."

"I went to her house just to explain the details of where the money came from, to put her mind at ease, and that was all."

Yang Jinrong's eyes shone brighter as he looked at He Chu.

He understood that He Chu didn't have to go this far, but the other party did it anyway.

This shows that he truly cherishes the bond between brothers.

In an instant, Yang Jinrong felt the weight on his shoulders lighten.

It was as if he would no longer be afraid of any storms he might encounter in the future.

Even with a gun pointed at his chest, he dared to charge forward.

His confidence didn't come from the more than 100 million in his account, but from the taciturn man beside him.

He knew that even if something happened to him one day, his family would not be left unattended.

He Chu would protect them as if they were his own family.

This peace of mind is more precious than anything else.

Back at the police station, Chief Huang gathered all the officers and solemnly helped He Chu put on new shoulder insignia and updated his identification.

From that day forward, He Chu officially became a senior inspector.

It had only been two years since he graduated from police academy!

The other members of Group C were also promoted—Luo Ji, Abang, and Yang Jinrong all became inspectors, while Chen Yongren remained at the position of senior sergeant.

Superintendent Chan was promoted to Senior Superintendent.

Huang Lao's gaze towards He Chu became increasingly gentle: "Ah Chu, do a good job, but don't overwork yourself, your health is important."

The tone was almost as if to say: You will be the successor to this position in the future.

Early in the morning, Luo Zhiming also received a call from a financial advisor at Citibank.

He only asked a few casual questions: "Where did this money come from?"

The other party said it was a dividend from the fund's profits.

Luo Zhiming sneered: "Can any of the products your bank promotes earn as much as the ones I choose?"

"If you don't have the ability, then don't make the call anymore."

A few words were enough to leave the other party speechless.

Luo Zhiming stretched, got up, looked around the old house, and smirked, "It's time to move to a new place."

With a net worth of over 100 million, it's beneath him to be stuck in this place.

He dialed Huihuang's number: "Huihuang, the money has arrived. Come pick me up and we'll go to the bank to withdraw the money together."

Huihuang was completely bewildered: "Why bring up money?"

Luo Zhiming retorted, "Didn't you want to establish a security department?"

"Is there a venue?"

"Do you have professional training equipment?"

Huihuang scratched his head and shook his head.

Luo Zhiming couldn't help but roll his eyes: "You have nothing, so why aren't you coming to pick me up? Do you expect the money to just fly into your hands?"

Huihuang muttered, "I have my own money."

Luo Zhiming almost choked: "Brother, we're setting up a company, so of course we'll use company funds."

"What do you call this? Using your own money to subsidize official business?"

Huihuang was stunned.

Luo Zhiming then asked, "Can your money be transferred through a corporate bank account?"

Huihuang scratched his head: "No way—I don't even know which way the bank's doors face."

Luo Zhiming finally yelled, "Then why aren't you getting over here right now?!"

The call was immediately disconnected.

Luo Zhiming was still angry when he turned and called He Jiaju: "Jiaju, go to the office and wait for me, the bonus has arrived."

"Starting today, the company will be restructured."

He Jiaju's voice was excited: "Brother Luo, I know! The bank notified me this morning."

"Now I can buy my parents a big house!"

Luo Zhiming suddenly said, "Jiaju, if the company is restructured, you may have to work here for the rest of your life."

"Have you thought it through?"

He Jiaju paused for a moment, then laughed: "Being an entrepreneur these days is much more respectable than being a policeman."

"I'll go with you and Brother Chu."

Luo Zhiming sighed: "I might end up stuck here for the rest of my life. It's really a cruel twist of fate."

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He Jiaju, however, saw through it all: "Brother Luo, this is an achievement we've worked so hard for."

"Think about it, we've helped 50,000 people get on the right path. Which of our competitors can do that?"

"Now when I see my former boss, I can stand up straight!"

Luo Zhiming pondered for a moment: "I'll ask A-Chu what she thinks later."

He Jiaju's attitude was firm: "Brother Luo, don't worry, I will follow orders and fight wherever you point, without any objection."

Luo Zhiming nodded: "Okay."

"You get ready this morning, I still need to deliver the dividends to them."

"The reorganization will officially begin this afternoon."

"This matter must not be taken lightly; it must be taken seriously."

Ho Ka-kui readily agreed: "I understand."

Huihuang drove to pick up Luo Zhiming: "Shall we head to the bank now?"

Luo Zhiming waved his hand: "No rush, let's go pick up Master Jin, Brother Chang, and Sister-in-law first."

Huihuang was taken aback: "Sister-in-law?"

"My wife is a real stunner," Luo Zhiming explained.

After a moment of silence, Huihuang asked in a low voice, "Is it necessary for her to go too?"

Luo Zhiming glanced at him: "I've already put some money in for each of you."

Huihuang's eyes widened suddenly: "What did you say?"

Luo Zhiming asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why are you reacting so strongly?"

Huihuang gave a wry smile: "What exactly do you mean by 'investing a little money'?"

Luo Zhiming said unhurriedly, "It's the project we mentioned yesterday. I've assigned a share to everyone."

"The returns are quite considerable."

Huihuang stood there stunned for a long time before muttering, "No wonder Suanbao protected you the most when he was alive. He was absolutely right—you are the most loyal one."

"They actually thought of us when they had this opportunity?"

Luo Zhiming smiled faintly: "No matter what, you are brothers I have sworn brotherhood with."

"Our friendship was forged with our lives."

The baby is still breastfeeding, and it's not easy for my sister-in-law to manage all this alone. I'll help her if I can.

Huihuang opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

Actually, my sister-in-law's life wasn't bad.

Now, Lok Chi-ming is in power, and Lam Yiu-cheung is still in office, so no one dares to disrespect her.

Suan Bao had accumulated a substantial fortune during her lifetime, ensuring that she and her son would have no worries about food and clothing.

What truly moved Huihuang was Luo Zhiming's sincerity.

In this circle, power changes like the tide; who still remembers the old guard?

Ironically, even at the height of his fame, he was still willing to lend a helping hand to his widow.

In a gang, you don't need to listen to any grand pronouncements from someone; just look at how they divide the money.

No matter how eloquently you speak, it's useless if you're actually willing to put money in the way; that's what real friendship is all about.

Before long, Huihuang had gathered everyone together.

Looking at Lin Yaochang, Jin Ye couldn't help but sigh, "Ah Chang, your eye for people is truly accurate."

Lin Yaochang just smiled and said, "Ah Luo is that kind of person."

The woman asked hesitantly, "Brother Luo, should I go too?"

Luo Zhiming said firmly, "Yes, you need to bring your ID card."

"We are going through the proper procedures at the bank."

"This money is completely clean and can withstand any investigation."

The woman smiled bitterly: "They've gone all out. They left behind some things, so my daughter and I can manage."

Luo Zhiming shook his head: "Raising a child is never easy. Formula, diapers, education, medical care—all of that costs money!"

"The more security you have, the easier life will be."

The woman was speechless.

Lin Yaochang gently advised, "Sister-in-law, this is a token of Luo's goodwill."

Huihuang then interjected, "I never imagined in my life that one day I would walk into a bank and open an account with dignity."

Jin Ye and Lin Yaochang exchanged a glance and nodded with wry smiles.

Having spent their entire lives navigating the underworld, they had never experienced anything like this before. They couldn't help but feel uneasy, fearing something might go wrong.

But things went much more smoothly than expected.

Luo Zhiming's source of funds was clear, the transfers were legal and compliant, and there were no obstacles from the bank.

The four of them were stunned when they saw their account balance.

They originally thought that the so-called "investing some money" would be at most around a million, just a token gesture.

No one expected that each person's account would have an extra fifteen million!

The woman's hands were trembling: "Brother Luo, isn't this too much?"

Luo Zhiming calmly said, "I give everyone the same thing. You can ask them if you don't believe me."

The woman accepted the gift with tears in her eyes, her lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence despite her profuse thanks.

Subsequently, Luo Zhiming transferred another 20 million yuan in cash to Huihuang separately.

He specifically instructed, "This is not a dividend; it's start-up capital for renting a building and buying equipment."

Huihuang scratched his head: "Do you need to tell me such a simple thing?"

Luo Zhiming said seriously, "Public and private matters must be kept separate. From now on, every expenditure must be recorded."

"Once the company is established, its finances must be standardized and cannot be taken lightly."

Huihuang immediately nodded: "You're the boss, what I say goes."

Luo Zhiming waved his hand: "Alright, let's take Master Jin, Brother Chang, and Sister-in-law back first."

Huihuang complied without hesitation.

After the car drove away, Jin Ye watched the taillights disappear into the distance and sighed softly, "You didn't misjudge me back then."

Lin Yaochang gazed at the night sky, his voice low and deep: "If it weren't for what happened in Causeway Bay, Ah Luo would have come up here long ago."

"If he had taken over earlier, Suo Bao might still be alive."

Jin slowly shook his head: "Fate, no one can escape it."

Good food is worth the wait.

"Just seeing how Ah Luo treats his sister-in-law makes me feel at ease."

"We old folks are content to just enjoy our retirement in peace and tranquility."

"Today's young people are much better than we were back then!"

Lin Yaochang laughed heartily.

That's true.

Huihuang took Suanbao's widow back to her residence, and then took Luo Zhiming back to the company.

On the way, Luo Zhiming spoke in a calm tone: "Huihuang, security will be especially crucial in the coming period."

"You have to be careful when choosing people."

"We don't want anyone with bad character."

With a sincere and radiant attitude, he asked, "Then tell me, what kind of person should I look for?"

Luo Zhiming only said two words: "Be honest."

Huihuang was taken aback: "An honest man?"

Luo Zhiming lowered his voice: "We're not a triad anymore, we're a properly registered company."

"Security is the lifeblood of the company, and integrity must be the top priority."

"If someone with bad intentions gets in, it's like leaving the door wide open for anyone to come and go."

"Only honest people can be relied upon."

Huihuang agreed, but still had doubts: "But we need security personnel. Can honest, unassuming guys really handle the job?"

"Who could withstand a fight?"

Luo Zhiming smiled.

"Those young guys used to go hungry, how could they be in the mood to follow the rules? Now? Their monthly salary arrives on time, and their jobs are secure."

"Eat until you're full once, and feel full every day. Which would you choose?"

Huihuang blurted out, "Of course, I'll be full every day!"

Luo Zhiming shrugged lightly: "You understand it yourself, don't you think they do?"

"The more honest a person is, the more they know how precious this job is."

"He'd risk his life to fight anyone who dared to undermine his business!"

Huihuang's eyes lit up immediately: "I understand!"

"I'll get on it right now!"

Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of an eyesore out of the corner of his eye. He frowned and spat, "The foreigners are here!"

I just can't stand the sight of him.

Luo Zhiming said indifferently, "I'm annoyed with him too. You can go now."

Huihuang spat at Richard and stepped on the gas, the car disappearing from the street corner in an instant.

Richard's face darkened: "Ah Luo, what does 'Brilliant' mean?"

Luo Zhiming retorted, "Can't you tell? He just hates you."

Richard's anger flared: "We're business partners, what right does he have to treat me like this?"

Luo Zhiming said calmly, "Don't you have any idea why he dislikes you?"

"So, the deaths of Suanbao and Ah Tian have nothing to do with you?"

Richard glared at him: "You're talking nonsense! Ah Tian committed suicide!"

Luo Zhiming sneered: "If you hadn't forced him to have wicked thoughts, would he have gone down this path?"

"If you hadn't paid someone to kill him, forcing Ah Tian to betray his fellow disciples, would things have turned out this way?"

Richard argued, "The past is the past! Cooperation is what matters!"

Luo Zhiming's gaze turned cold: "You've got one thing wrong."

Richard shouted sternly, "What?"

Luo Zhiming gave a sarcastic smile: "We haven't reached the point of true cooperation yet."

Richard's expression changed drastically: "What do you mean by that?"

Luo Zhiming's tone was calm yet carried a sense of pressure: "I've done everything I could."

"You can see my sincerity clearly."

"But what about you?" He counted on his fingers one by one. "You're short of money, desperate like starving people, chasing payments until your feet are burning."

"Okay, I'll help you solve it."

He patted Richard on the shoulder: "I came up with the idea. With fifty million in cash in hand, we've exceeded your target, haven't we?"

Richard was speechless and could only nod: "————Yes."

Luo Zhiming smiled slightly: "Then you've seen my sincerity, how about yours?"

Richard's heart skipped a beat: "What do you want me to do?"

Luo Zhiming's face darkened.

He was the head of Xinliansheng, with 50,000 men under his command. After eliminating Feidong, no one dared to contradict him.

With hundreds of millions of dollars in cash in his bank account, he is a true tycoon.

What no one knew was that he was actually an undercover police officer who had infiltrated from an ordinary police cadet into a gang leader, a truly ruthless character. With these three identities combined, even a single glance from him could send chills down Richard's spine.

"What kind of sincerity do you want?"

"According to the rules, we should split that fifty million in half."

"More than 20 million, that's my share."

"Didn't you say the Golden Club had a big project that would burn through cash?"

"Now, shouldn't you tell me how many times my 20 million has multiplied?"

"Then tell me, how many times the return will it be?"

"Five times? Ten times? Twenty times?"

Before he could finish speaking, Richard's face turned deathly pale.

Luo Zhiming narrowed his eyes, staring at him, his brow furrowing. "Why do you look so pale?" His expression then darkened, his tone turning cold. "You foreign devil, are you trying to steal my money?"

Richard was startled and quickly waved his hands: "No! Absolutely not!"

"I really didn't touch that money!"

Luo Zhiming turned his head sharply and shouted, "Jiaju!"

In response, Ho Ka-kui strode out with a group of his men, looking menacing.

Luo Zhiming pointed at Richard, his voice icy: "Detain this man."

"You dare touch my money? You're asking for trouble."

Richard's legs went weak, and he hurriedly shouted, "Ah Luo, this is a misunderstanding! Let me explain!"

boom--!

A resounding slap landed hard on his face, and He Jiaju approached with a sinister grin: "Who do you think you are, daring to call Brother Luo by his name?"

"You shameless bastard!"

"Men! Tie him up and drag him into the village!"

Without saying a word, a group of brothers quickly picked him up and left.

They don't care about foreign nationality or powerful background; with a word from their boss, even the King of Heaven has to bow down.

He Jiaju stayed behind and asked in a low voice, "Brother Luo, what should we do with this guy?"

Luo Zhiming sneered twice: "This man is still useful; we can't let him die."

"But we can't make him comfortable either."

"Let him suffer a little, so he'll learn his lesson."

Ho Ka-kui grinned: "That suits me just right. I've disliked him for a long time."

"Stop hitting him! If you keep fighting, someone will really die!"

This time, Richard was completely different.

When he was surrounded at the construction site last time, even though he was furious, he forced himself not to beg for mercy—because he didn't believe these people would really dare to lay a hand on him.

But this time was different. He knew clearly that the group of people in front of him could really kill him.

When people panic, their composure naturally crumbles.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Ho Ka-kui slapped him repeatedly, left and right, until blood trickled from the corner of his mouth: "You blondie, you've really got a death wish!"

"You dare touch Brother Luo's money?"

Richard finally realized why he was being treated this way, and broke out in a cold sweat: "I didn't take it! It's a misunderstanding!"

"Brother Luo! I swear I didn't embezzle any money!"

He was terrified.

Having dealt with Ah Tian for so many years, he knows these locals all too well—

Money is their lifeblood; anyone who touches their money is like stabbing them in the heart.

So he desperately cried out for justice, even calling out "Brother Luo" for the first time ever.

Luo Zhiming raised his hand to signal to stop, and He Jiaju took a step back.

He said casually, "Brother Luo, this guy is glib and slippery. Be careful he doesn't try anything funny."

Luo Zhiming scoffed, "This is Kowloon Walled City, our people are everywhere. Do you think he can fly?"

"You're all tired too."

"Ka-Kui, call and order a few pots of abalone congee. The brothers have worked hard, so we'll have an extra meal tonight."

Everyone cheered in unison, "Thank you, Brother Luo!"

At his command, the henchmen scattered, clearing a space where only the two remained facing off.

Luo Zhiming strode forward, his gaze sharp as a knife as he stared at Richard: "You've got some nerve, daring to even take my share."

"Speak."

"Did you intercept all fifty million Hong Kong dollars and not hand them over to the Gold Club?"

"Or are you saying you pocketed your share of the project profits?"

Richard trembled, realizing the crux of the matter, and immediately cried out, "How could I dare touch fifty million? I've handed over every last penny!"

Luo Zhiming's eyes sharpened: "Fine, then there's a problem with the profit sharing!"

Richard was speechless, and seeing that the other party was about to attack again, he finally broke down and confessed: "I came here today to tell you this—"

"The project failed, and 3 billion yuan is gone."

Luo Zhiming's pupils contracted: "Are you fucking joking with me?"

Richard gave a wry smile: "Would I lie to you about something like this? I'm in dire straits myself."

"Things are bad."

Luo Zhiming laughed sarcastically: "Keep making this up."

"Let's make it sound more mysterious!"

"You think I haven't investigated the Golden Club group? Justices of the Peace, high-ranking security officials, ICAC commissioners, dozens of members of parliament, and a bunch of bosses, lawyers, senior police officers, plus bank executives and trading experts."

"With a lineup like that, they still managed to capsize?" "Do you think I'd believe that?"

Richard shook his head and sighed, "Something really has happened."

"To be honest, I don't know the specifics of the operation; I only know that it involved setting up a scheme in the stock market."

"But yesterday—"

"After the market closed in the afternoon, several core members of the Gold Club committed suicide by jumping off a building."

Ok?

Luo Zhiming suddenly looked up, staring at him in disbelief: "What did you say? Are you telling ghost stories?"

"You set up a scheme based on insider information, and you still failed? Was the person in charge out of their mind?"

"This kind of thing is so absurd it wouldn't even fool a three-year-old!"

Richard slammed his fist on the table and roared, "The media is all reporting on it! Can't you even buy a newspaper and check the situation?"

Luo Zhiming was taken aback: "Really?"

Richard shook his head with a wry smile: "How could it be fake?"

Luo Zhiming immediately turned his head and shouted:

He Jiaju looked shocked: "Brother Luo, we never touch this stuff—I'll go buy some right now!"

Fifteen minutes later, Luo Zhiming, clutching the newspaper, looked at Richard with a serious expression: "That's really how it is."

"Three billion in principal, leveraged fifteen times, and planned for several days, only to be utterly annihilated in the end."

"Were we set up?"

Richard reached out and touched his swollen cheek, wincing in pain at the slightest touch: "You hit me too hard."

Luo Zhiming said coldly, "You dared to touch my money; sparing your life is already merciful."

"Remember, you now owe me twenty million."

Richard nearly jumped up: "When did I owe you twenty million?"

Luo Zhiming stared at him, his gaze sharp as a knife, until Richard felt a chill run down his spine before slowly speaking: "There's something you need to understand."

"You said it yourself, I am not an official member of the Golden Club."

"You are the middleman in our cooperation."

"This money being transferred to your account is essentially a loan from me to you."

"If you make any money, you'll transfer it back to me."

"so----"

"Whether you make a profit or a loss, this money will be considered a debt you handled."

"You owe me twenty million."

Richard froze: "But didn't the project lose all its money?"

Luo Zhiming scoffed, "I came to you because you can make money."

"We're not sending money to fill a hole."

"If one operation could wipe out my entire fortune, why would I need you? Can't I do it myself?"

Richard opened his mouth to argue, but couldn't utter a single word. He felt a tightness in his chest and was on the verge of tears.

Luo Zhiming lightly kicked him: "Tell me, what exactly happened? Were you double-crossed?"

Richard shook his head: "It's not a case of double-crossing."

"I heard they ran into a real master."

Luo Zhiming's eyes flickered slightly, feigning surprise: "An expert? How expert?"

Richard nodded: "According to a long-time member of the Gold Club, the person who made the move was a stock market guru."

"I noticed a strange phenomenon during last night's review."

"Besides the three stocks we control ourselves, there is another force quietly manipulating the market."

"Originally, we kept to ourselves and didn't interfere with each other."

"Who knew that after harvesting the profits from retail investors, he would casually slaughter us like fat sheep."

"Then they used the profits to dump shares aggressively, driving down the Hang Seng Index all the way down."

Luo Zhiming retorted angrily, "Then why don't you confront him head-on? Why not make a bet?"

Richard sighed, "It's not that simple."

"That person had already heavily invested in our three stocks."

"They first placed a short order for 1,000 lots of the Hang Seng Index. Our people were afraid the market would crash, so they gritted their teeth and took it."

"Just as he was preparing to reverse his position and boost the index, he suddenly liquidated all three stocks and sold them off across the board."

"In order to stabilize the stock price, we have no choice but to buy it all."

"At this point, all funds and positions were exhausted, and there was simply no strength left to defend other directions."

"Immediately afterwards, he dumped 10,000 short positions in the Hang Seng Index—which directly crushed the entire market."

"With the Hang Seng Index plummeting, we were hoping to profit from others, but we ended up becoming the prey ourselves."

"The stock market is always about chasing highs and selling lows. By the time you want to cut your losses, you don't even have a chance to escape."

"In the end, the entire army was wiped out."

"This guy is a freakish trader, a true stock market god."

Luo Zhiming silently thought to himself, "Ah Chu, I know you're very capable, but this is just too exaggerated!"

"You've essentially turned the table upside down on the Gold Club's revenue stream."

He had long known that his old classmate was exceptionally capable, but he never imagined that it had reached the point where even top conglomerates trembled in fear.

Listen to how they call him the stock market god!

Luo Zhiming suddenly adopted a tone of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection), as if talking to himself: "With the Golden Club's immense influence, is it really impossible for them to find out who this stock market guru is?"

"If we can find him, wouldn't it be better to recruit him and use him for our own purposes?"

Richard gave a wry smile: "You think we hadn't considered that?"

"It's impossible."

Luo Zhiming frowned: "I don't believe you can't find out who he is."

Richard did not deny it: "We could find out—but we dare not do anything about it."

Luo Zhiming couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You guys are the number one organization in the underworld, and you're afraid of just one person?"

Richard nodded solemnly: "I really don't dare."

"Why?" Luo Zhiming pressed.

Richard said in a low voice, "Do you think we didn't investigate?"

"The Gold Club has practically emptied out all its past savings for this operation."

"It took several months of planning from start to finish."

"We're not after a one-off deal; we're after long-term profits."

Luo Zhiming frowned: "Long-term harvesting? How is that possible?"

Now that things had come to this, Richard no longer concealed his intentions and asked directly, "What do you think our goal is?"

"To tell you the truth, what we want is to trigger a stock market crash!"

Luo Zhiming was shocked and stared at him in disbelief.

This group of people is ruthless to the core.

Once a stock market crash occurs, how many families will be instantly ruined, and how many wives and children will be torn apart?

Richard, however, wore a smug expression: "I admit, that 'stock market guru's' performance yesterday was nothing short of perfect."

"But from a profit perspective, this kind of small-scale operation is simply not up to par."

"Our plan is to create panic and cause the market to completely collapse."

"Then we entered the market in large numbers at the lowest point to buy at the bottom and build positions."

"In that case, we could take over at least 10% of the Hang Seng Index's market capitalization."

"Controlling the market will be a piece of cake from now on."

"We don't need to go to such lengths as we are now, risking even the members' life savings."

"If it really succeeds, that would truly be called turning clouds into clouds, rain into rain, and turning stone into gold!"

Luo Zhiming felt a chill run down his spine, secretly thinking how lucky he was.

Fortunately, Ah Chu intervened in time.

Otherwise, the entire Hong Kong stock market would be manipulated by the Gold Club.

Richard's tone shifted, now filled with frustration: "It's a pity that the stock market guru ruined it."

Luo Zhiming interrupted him: "That stock market guru you mentioned, he went long after reversing his position, how come it didn't trigger a stock market crash?"

Richard sighed, "His profits have not been withdrawn from the market at all."

"After fleecing us, they immediately poured most of their money into the stock market."

He's got all the good and bad guys in the world.

Luo Zhiming frowned and pressed, "You still haven't explained why you didn't arrest him?"

After a long silence, Richard finally managed to squeeze out, "We—we dare not!"

"A member of the club investigated his financial flow, but only saw the first few names on the client list, so he immediately decided to stop investigating."

Luo Zhiming's heart skipped a beat: "A powerful background?"

Richard gave a wry smile: "That's utterly outrageous."

"Your Excellency, the Three Departments—"

"Hiss—" Luo Zhiming gasped, "Even the Governor is his client?"

Richard shook his head and sighed, "This is a stock market guru; who wouldn't want to get on his good side?"

"If it were anyone else, we would have acted already."

"But forget about this one!"

"The God of Wealth must not be touched."

"We have no choice but to accept this loss."

Luo Zhiming immediately felt at ease.

He knew He Chu was always meticulous in his work, but he never expected him to be this thorough this time.

No wonder he dared to confront the Golden Club case head-on—his backers were all incredibly powerful!

The mere title of "Governor" was enough to make these people wary.

Not to mention that all the top executives of the three companies were involved.

He suddenly realized that the list probably included officials at the bureau chief, director, and division chief levels.

This isn't an investigation; it's clearly a massive and intricate web woven with the Gold Club's own money.

In comparison, the Gold Club is nothing but a clown.

If you put yourself in their shoes, if Sir Lee and his ilk saw this list, they probably wouldn't even dare to mention it.

Since the person who actually managed the operation is dead, this debt can only remain unresolved.

They're determined to suffer this loss silently.

Ah Chu's move was brilliant!

Luo Zhiming's expression shifted unpredictably.

Richard quickly advised, "Let's just forget about it!"

"Don't even think about revenge."

"I heard this guy has a lot of connections; even people in the underworld do favors for him."

Luo Zhiming glared at him coldly: "Don't forget, you still owe me twenty million Hong Kong dollars!"

Richard immediately protested, "That wasn't the money I took!"

Luo Zhiming said indifferently, "I don't care."

"Who was it that back then guaranteed that the Golden Club could help me earn hundreds of times my initial investment?"

"No profit in sight, but the principal is gone."

"You have to pay!"

Richard wanted to argue, but seeing Luo Zhiming's eyes suddenly turn cold and murderous, he quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Fine, fine, I owe you!"

Luo Zhiming turned around: "Jiaju, bring the contract."

Ho Ka-kui moved swiftly and handed over a contract.

Richard glanced at it and his scalp tingled: "Brother Luo, is it really that serious? You want me to sign a loan shark agreement?"

Luo Zhiming sneered: "Otherwise what? You think this is a charity?"

"This is the Kowloon Walled City system, we're at Sun Luen Shing here! The rules are different!"

"Do you really think we're here to do charity?"

Richard felt bitter inside and almost knelt down.

Loan sharks operate on a "nine out, thirteen back" principle: borrow 10,000, you only receive 9,000, and you have to repay 13,000 after seven days.

After a few rounds, the debt ballooned into a mountain.

Not to mention this time it's twenty million in cash! Luo Zhiming's lips curled into a sneer: "Want to cooperate with me? Settle your debts first."

"Paying back debts is a matter of course."

"Still not going? Then don't blame me for going to the police station to have a talk with someone."

"Don't worry, out of my 50,000 brothers at Xinliansheng, it's a piece of cake to pick a few with clean backgrounds and stuff them into the police force as informants."

"If you really don't want to pay it back, that's simple."

"Many petty thugs are waiting to chop up a big shot and rise to the top, hoping to get ahead."

"Aren't you a senior superintendent?"

"They love messing with people like you."

hiss-

Richard gasped, his scalp tingling, and his back felt as cold as if it had been doused with ice water.

He stared into Luo Zhiming's eyes, which were filled with naked killing intent, which he didn't bother to hide at all.

This guy really wants to disappear!

He gritted his teeth and signed the agreement, then forced himself to save face and said, "Brother Luo, if you do this, you'll never be able to step into the Golden Club again."

Luo Zhiming scoffed, "Your money laundering channels have already been exposed and are so rotten they've fallen apart. What's the point of me joining in?"

Richard was speechless.

Tsim Sha Tsui, the Ni family mansion.

Ni Yongxiao called Han Chen over.

Han Chen asked as soon as he entered, "Ah Xiao, is something the matter?"

Ni Yongxiao personally poured him a cup of tea: "There are some things I need to talk to you about."

Han Chen took the tea, but was taken aback: "Huh? When did you switch to drinking tea? You used to only drink coffee?"

Ni Yongxiao smiled and didn't hide anything: "When I was studying abroad in my early years, I thought drinking coffee was fashionable and a symbol of status."

"Back then, I always felt that Western things were better than Chinese things."

"In the end, it's just about worshipping the strong."

Han Chen nodded: "You can't say that's wrong, they are indeed stronger now."

Ni Yongxiao shook his head slightly: "Until I met someone whose knowledge and conversation were far superior to mine, who was better than me in every aspect."

"I now realize that what I learned when I went abroad to study was mostly superficial, or even rubbish."

"To be honest, the reason I've switched to drinking tea is because I admire a strong person—he loves tea and always jokes that I'm pretentious when I drink coffee. Over time, I've changed my taste."

Han Chen's expression changed: "Who is the person who can make you, Ah Xiao, so convinced?"

Ni Yongxiao smiled slightly: "You'll see him sooner or later."

Han Chen quickly replied, "Then I really must see for myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ni Yongxiao snapped his fingers.

My third uncle came in carrying two leather suitcases. When he opened them, they were full of thick bundles of hundred-yuan bills, so yellow they were almost blinding.

"Ah Chen, this is your share for this year."

"Now, it's in your hands."

Han Chen's heart skipped a beat: "Ah Xiao, what do you mean by this?"

Ni Yongxiao retorted, "What's there to be nervous about?"

Han Chen smiled wryly: "How could I not be nervous? You are the head of the family, the leader, and suddenly you're giving me such a large sum of money—I can't afford it."

Ni Yongxiao waved his hand: "Don't overthink it."

"Do you remember what I told you before?"

Han Chen was taken aback: "You mean—"

Ni Yongxiao lowered his voice slightly: "My father used to say that what goes around comes around."

"Later, he indeed did not die a peaceful death."

"In fact, he himself knew that if he took this path, this day would come sooner or later."

"I'm just unwilling to accept this and want to find out the truth."

"But two years have passed, and there's still no sign of the murderer. How unfilial!"

Han Chen pondered for a moment and said, "I've also investigated, but strangely, no one in the martial arts world has come forward to take responsibility."

"Uncle Kun is a well-known figure in the underworld."

"I originally thought it was some nobody trying to make a name for themselves in one battle."

"But so much time has passed, and there hasn't been a single clue."

Ni Yongxiao sighed softly, "Ah Chen, I understand your good intentions."

"There's no rush. Take your time. The truth will come out eventually."

"My dad always said, 'What goes around comes around.'"

"That's why he never allowed my siblings and me to get involved with drugs or illicit activities."

"Now that I've returned to take over the family business, I'm actually going against his last wishes."

"Finding the murderer can wait, but going against my father's instructions makes me uneasy with every step I take."

"You know, I've always wanted to walk the right path."

Han Chen nodded emphatically: "But didn't you say you would take three years to completely clean up the Ni family's name?"

Ni Yongxiao was slightly lost in thought, and said softly, "Yes, I originally planned to take three years to complete this step by step."

"On the one hand, I need to steadily increase my own strength; on the other hand, you can gradually gain control over Gandhi and the other three."

"But now a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is before me, forcing me to act ahead of schedule."

Han Chen immediately frowned: "Ah Xiao, isn't it a bit unwise to change the plan at the last minute?"

Ni Yongxiao smiled and said confidently, "Ah Chen, don't worry, this is a golden opportunity."

"With his help, I have already acquired several companies."

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"My current roles outside the company are as a director of three companies and the chairman of another one."

What?!