The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

"From now on, you're my uncle!"

In a teahouse, Lu Yuan, with his arm around the shoulder of an elderly man with gray hair, took a sip of tea and said, "We're like uncles!"

"Since he's your uncle, why did you take Huang Zhiyi away this afternoon?"

"After all, they're family."

Lu Yuan put his arm around the old man's shoulder and spoke again:

"But I can still tell which is more important!"

"You don't seem like the kind of person who's out of touch with reality."

These old men are all shrewd and experienced; they naturally knew that Lu Yuan had betrayed them that afternoon.

But they need to travel a long distance.

It is necessary, but we still need to give them a talking-to.

"If you hand over Huang Zhiyi, we might consider making you our successor."

A group of old men, their noses practically pointing to the sky, exchanged arrogant glances.

Young people still need to be tempered.

But the young people seem to want to toughen them up.

"Are you old codgers trying to show off to me?"

Lu Yuan slammed his hand on the table and stood up: "My underlings are practically starving, what are they putting on airs for?"

"you..."

For these old folks, simple insults are no longer enough to hurt them.

But these words that cut straight to the heart really hurt.

Some elderly men have already started taking their blood pressure medication out of their pockets.

"Everything else is just empty talk. Let me be the boss, and I can help you make money."

"Who would believe what a young upstart like you says?"

"Give me 300,000 and a shop, and I'll pay you back 1 million in three days."

The old men looked at each other, knowing they could afford 300,000.

They weren't afraid of running away, since this was their territory; at most, they would just send someone to follow them.

"Huang, 300,000 yuan isn't enough to open a shop, and the shop decoration..."

"Then don't worry about it."

Lu Yuan waved his hand and said bluntly, "If you can't make that much money, you can kill me and Huang Zhiyu."

...

late at night.

Lu Yuan tiptoed in, as if afraid of making any noise that would be discovered.

But then the smart lights in the living room turned on with a click of a remote control button, and a figure was sitting on the sofa.

"Where did you go?"

"Let's go out for a walk."

"Why are you injured?"

"They caught me, but I escaped death."

A barely perceptible hint of joy flashed across Lu Yuan's face as he dragged his heavy body to sit on the sofa.

He did have injuries.

He asked the old men's underlings to do it.

They're specifically targeting the face.

It hurt, but it was worth it.

I told you not to go out.

Looking at the obvious wounds on Lu Yuan's face, Huang Zhiyu found it difficult to utter any more words of reprimand.

When a person is at their lowest point, they know best whether they are feeling cold or warm.

Although he was doing something foolish, it's hard not to be moved by his actions.

Not only did they choose to save their own lives, they also helped each other by running around.

"it's useless."

Thinking of this, Huang Zhiyu suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

She made many phone calls that afternoon, seeking help from the connections her father had left behind, but no one was willing to lend a hand.

Seeing her like this, Lu Yuan spoke with a joyful expression:

"I have a way."

"What's your plan?"

"I went to the pawnshop and they said the Five Lakes Gang leader's cane is worth a lot of money."

The gang leader's cane is a symbol representing the gang leader's identity.

It's in Huang Zhiyu's hands.

"Is there anyone willing to buy it?"

Huang Zhiyi knew, of course, that thing was very valuable, but who would dare to buy it?

If you accept it, you will immediately face retaliation from other groups.

"A mainland businessman who dares to accept this is my friend."

"this..."

The problem has now been passed on to Huang Zhiyu.

It was certainly a bad thing to pawn her cane, but she wasn't the stubborn type; she could simply redeem it later.

But the question is, is Lu Yuan really trustworthy?

What if he gets the cane and runs away?

This involves a huge trust issue.

Everyone has their own internal scales.

Trust is a strange thing. When you want to trust someone, even if someone presents you with evidence of your girlfriend's infidelity, you still don't want to believe it.

When you don't want to trust others, and your girlfriend doesn't wash her face every day and eats spicy snacks at home all the time, you might also suspect that she's cheating on you.

Therefore, the most crucial factor influencing trust is your subconscious impression of a person.

Impressions often come from certain moments.

When Hwang Chih-yu began to think about the issue of trust.

The first impression that came to mind was: Lu Yuan taking her away in front of everyone, firmly insisting that she live.

Keep in mind that this happened just this afternoon, and she can remember even many of the details.

Is this impression believable?

She looked up with these questions in mind, and her eyes met Lu Yuan's face, which was covered in scars.

"Lu Yuan, I believe in you. Don't let me down."

Huang Zhiyu sighed and walked upstairs.

She was only wearing a white shirt, which looked like her pajamas.

She is very tall, at least 175 cm, which means that this obviously oversized shirt only just covers her buttocks.

Her long legs, as if carved from white marble, were completely exposed.

But her back view looked very lonely.

So much so that even the magnificent chandelier above her head couldn't illuminate her silhouette.

She didn't know whether Lu Yuan was reliable or not.

But she only had a long way to go.

Looking at Lu Yuan in this scene, he never expected the process to be so easy.

"I need some more money."

Here's a card, swipe it yourself.

She thought Lu Yuan just wanted pocket money, so she was prepared to give her supplementary card to Lu Yuan.

Although she herself has no income, and all she has left in her name is less than a million dollars and the big house in front of her.

But since it's a long way, it's just takoyaki, how much money could it cost?

...

The next morning.

Lu Yuan started answering phone calls early in the morning, then kept giving instructions to the person on the other end:

"A signboard? The signboard just says something like 'Yellow Takoyaki'."

"Set up a company! List Huang Zhiyu as the legal representative! Why her? If we sue her, we'll sue her too. Isn't the legal representative just a scapegoat?"

"I'll put in 300,000, you put in 300,000, and we'll split the profits 50/50, that's it!"

Lu Yuan gave instructions about the shop to a group of old men.

Then she hurriedly got dressed and rushed out the door.

Huang Zhiyu had no idea what Lu Yuan was in such a hurry for, so he could only watch him leave in silence.

"Remember to stay away, so you don't get hit again."

Don't worry.

Lu Yuan took a taxi to the clubhouse from yesterday.

He rushed straight to the top-floor office, where Chen Muchun had been waiting for a long time.

"Did you bring the things?"

"I brought it!"

Lu Yuan took off his backpack, placed it on the table, and took out the contents.

It was none other than the old gang leader's dragon-headed cane.

Chen Muchun immediately reached out to take it, but Lu Yuan pushed him away.

"You don't need it. What you need is cohesion, not a piece of broken wood."

Upon hearing this, Chen Muchun reluctantly withdrew his hand, awaiting Lu Yuan's next instructions.

"The reformers can make money, but their subordinates only care about money, especially after the old leader passed away, there's been a subtle trend of them falling apart, right?"

"right."

Chen Muchun gave him an approving look and praised him for his discerning eye.

Lu Yuan silently accepted the praise and then passed it on to Huang Zhiyi.

He doesn't know anything. This is all what Huang Zhiyu analyzed when he carried Huang Zhiyu home yesterday.

The reformists are rich, so they shouldn't care about the position of gang leader at all. Why do they still fight for it?

A social organization that lacks faith and discipline is unlikely to last.

The reformers moved into emerging industries.

However, the core members were still gangsters, and most of them were unruly.

Furthermore, once they've made money, it's difficult to control them.

His underlings either deserted to start their own gang, or dared to try even more dangerous drugs or weapons.

What kind of horse deserves what kind of saddle?

The only way to control them is through the gangsters' code of conduct based on righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness, and the constraints of the "three cuts and six holes" rule.

Therefore, Chen Muchun still needs to inherit the orthodoxy as a constraint.

What truly changed Chen Muchun's mind last night was what Lu Yuan said.

"You think just because you have the title of gang leader you can control people?"

Chen Muchun then fell silent.

Even after becoming the gang leader, he still didn't have the same intimidating power as Huang Feiyang had back then.

The greatest strength of the old gang leader Huang Feiyang was his ability to keep his subordinates in check.

They were afraid of him.

Of course.

These words were also stolen by Lu Yuan from Huang Zhiyu.

That's why Chen Muchun chose to believe Lu Yuan's plan.

Lu Yuan's plan was:

"Taiwan has a strong culture of ghosts and gods, such as spirit mediums. Most people believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, and the most devout believers in gods are the wicked."

Even those who are involved in gangs may not be bad people, but they are definitely not good people either.

People with guilty consciences are most willing to believe in gods because of their deep sense of guilt.

"I set up a private shrine and asked the old gang leader to possess me."

Yes, Lu Yuan is going to cosplay the deceased old gang leader.

...

When the reformist underlings stood in the hall, watching the old gang leader's illegitimate son, holding the cane that symbolized the old gang leader's personal presence, trembling as they awaited the old gang leader's arrival.

They were all stunned, and many others burst into laughter.

Are you kidding me?

Until Lu Yuan began to recite a series of names:

"Ning Chun, in collusion with outsiders and Jiang Yuan, is involved in arms smuggling..."

The person whose name was called immediately had a bad feeling.

It wasn't until Chen Muchun dragged them out of the crowd one by one, saying with a face full of guilt, "Don't blame me for not protecting you, this is the old gang leader's order."

When the knife, representing punishment, is placed before everyone.

They all turned pale.

This blatant act of making an example of someone to scare others also touched a nerve with the other underlings.

They want to question it.

But Chen Muchun only said one thing: "The old gang leader is the one giving orders."

...

When everything is done.

Lu Yuan was exhausted and covered in sweat, so he sat down on a stool to rest.

Chen Muchun leaned closer with a big smile and said:

"Brother Huang, we'll have to rely on you again if anyone breaks the gang rules in the future."

"No problem."

"So, do you want money or...?"

"That was the old gang leader himself. I was just issuing orders on his behalf. Why would I need money?"

Chen Muchun was somewhat surprised to hear this.

All that fuss wasn't for money after all.

Until Lu Yuan whispered:

"I opened a takoyaki shop. After all, a real man has to earn some money."

"I get it! This is how you get people to go and support you!"

Chen Muchun felt that mainlanders just couldn't understand.

Why would you give up perfectly good money to open a takoyaki shop?

"It's just a bit expensive."

"It's alright. From now on, every time you invite the old gang leader, I'll personally buy a hundred servings, and I'll require each of my underlings to buy ten servings of takoyaki to try."

"How expensive can a serving of takoyaki be?"

"5,000 NTD per serving."

Five thousand New Taiwan Dollars is equivalent to one thousand and eighty-seven Chinese Yuan.

Chen Muchun heard this.

His expression darkened.

But words spoken cannot be taken back.

P.S.: Starting today, I'll be adding extra chapters. Today, I'm adding an extra chapter as a gift for Teacher Sanxuan.

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