A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

When it's going to rain, a mother will remarry, and good fortune will come to those who are destined for it—these are things that can't be stopped.

Da Niu thought he had really struck gold this time, having picked up a bunch of treasures for free. Even if he couldn't make a fortune, he could still make a small profit.

Originally, Da Niu really planned to rent a temporary stall in a large shopping mall and have a crazy price reduction and clearance sale.

If you dump all these tens of thousands of designer clothes, even if they're only three for 100 yuan each, you could still make millions.

With so much money, why would he bother with gangsters? He could go back to his hometown, build a mansion, get married, keep mistresses, and live a carefree and extravagant life.

Ideals are often grand, but reality is often harsh.

Da Niu had already planned his wonderful future, but all his carefully laid plans were completely shattered when he met his boss's boss, Zhong Haopeng—nicknamed Long Hair.

Chung Ho-pang is a big shot with many businesses and a very busy schedule.

Although the security company was inconspicuous and made a good amount of money, it was full of smelly men, and he was rarely seen there. He preferred to hang out in nightclubs full of beautiful women rather than stay there.

Da Niu was incredibly unlucky, but just when he had the perfect stroke of luck, Zhong Haopeng, who was bored out of his mind, came to inspect the place.

Seeing the mountain of cardboard boxes, turning the company into a warehouse, his face darkened. But when he saw that the boxes were full of designer clothes, and clearly not counterfeit, his face turned red—because of excitement.

However, he still had a dark expression and ordered someone to summon Ge Qiu, who was in charge of the security company.

In this freezing weather, Ge Qiu hasn't been to the company for two days.

Anyway, the world keeps turning no matter who's gone, and the company will still make money even without him. Right now, he's curled up like a ball in his mistress's warm bed, half asleep, when the big boss sends him back to the company.

He was taken aback when he saw the boxes piled up there—he hadn't been there for two days and had no idea what was going on here.

He asked one of his subordinates and found out it was Da Niu's doing. So before Zhong Haopeng could yell at him, he quickly found Da Niu.

Da Niu stammered and told the big boss and the big boss's big boss the whole story about the origin of this batch of "discarded brand-name goods".

Then, he saw the big boss who had always had a big face and looked like everyone owed him money, smile for the first time, a smile brighter than a chrysanthemum.

"Da Niu, you did well, you got the job." Zhong Haopeng patted Da Niu on the shoulder affectionately. And just like that, Da Niu became the head of the security company. As for Ge Qiu, he was truly done for.

The sudden promotion left Da Niu feeling not only slightly flattered but also quite apprehensive.

Because he understands a principle—there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Moreover, he saw a sinister glint in the smile of this former big shot, now a direct big shot, just like he had seen in the smile of that fellow villager yesterday.

"A true master," Zhong Haopeng said earnestly, "you should know that it often takes years of imprisonment to become a true master."

"I know," Da Niu nodded meekly.

"Now, the big boss thinks highly of you and is letting you skip those few years. Are you happy?"

"I'm happy," Da Niu said with a forced smile.

"So, the big boss confiscated all this trash, you don't have any objections, right?" Zhong Haopeng said with a smile.

"You old fool!" Da Niu gasped, almost blurting out the words. After a long while, he managed to force a smile that looked more like a grimace. "No objection, no objection."

Zhong Haopeng nodded, took out his phone, and made a call.

Soon, several trucks arrived and loaded all the cardboard boxes onto them. Poor Da Niu, the newly appointed boss, had to do the hard labor of being a porter.

The east corner is lost, and the mulberry elm is harvested.

Da Niu wasn't entirely doomed; he did manage to gain something. But when he watched his boss leave with his millions, he was still heartbroken and desperately wanted to make a profit.

Ultimately, this batch of "brand name" items, as Ma Yuanyi had hoped, entered major clothing stores for sale.

He wasn't the one counting the money; he was the one who was in a bind.

Like Zhong Haopeng, who is known as "Long Hair," Li Tongzhuang, nicknamed "Zongzi," is a businessman involved in organized crime.

However, Li Tongzhuang is a very individualistic person.

He dislikes betraying his underlings, and even more so, he dislikes sleeping with his brothers' women.

His only hobby is distinguishing between gangsters and businessmen.

When confronted by gangsters, he claimed to be a businessman.

When dealing with business people, he would claim to be a member of the underworld.

This is a personality trait of putting the cart before the horse. Therefore, his business isn't as successful as Chung Ho-pang's, which includes a security company, a hotel/nightclub, and restaurants/restaurants.

He only does one thing—a car repair shop. But his car repair shop is quite large.

He owns shares in almost every repair shop outside the pass, regardless of size, and they all have to pay him dividends every month.

Do you dare say he doesn't own any shares?

Anyway, the owners of those repair shops, big and small, wouldn't dare.

Li Tongzhuang has taken on a very strange job these past few days. It involves those six tractor-trailer trucks.

They had clearly agreed to pick up the car the next day, and Li Tongzhuang had already had his accountant and mistress prepare the bill for 88,880 yuan.

Two days have passed, but the driver who was supposed to pick up the car hasn't shown up at all.

If they weren't in a hurry, Li Tongzhuang was even less in a hurry.

The car is here; it can run away from the monk, but it can't run away from the temple.

He was just a little puzzled. A single trip with a tractor-trailer like this would easily cost several thousand yuan, so how could these drivers dare to leave them idle like this? They really don't treat tractor-trailers like food.

Since they are so generous, Li Tongzhuang can't be too stingy.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned six men, tossed them the keys, and ordered them to drive to the back and cover it up with a large canvas. This place was for making money, not for parking.

After Aunt Bai made a phone call to Lao Yi, she immediately went to see Long Tai.

She was very careful.

To avoid being followed, she wandered around the bustling streets, specifically seeking out crowded places.

After going around in circles for nearly an hour, we finally got on a bus.

I only rode for one stop before getting off and entering a building.

He came out through the back door, took a taxi, went around in a big circle, got out of the car and walked... Only after confirming that there were no tails around did he drive to see Longtai himself.

Even a dead tiger retains some of its power. Although Long Tai is now crippled, his influence remains significant. As long as he's willing to rally support and offer a large sum of money, he can easily assemble a new force in a short time.

Yes, Aunt Bai wanted to catch the Yihe Gang off guard. So she deliberately didn't use the team she had prepared and who was ready to go at any time. Besides the fact that they had been exposed and might be under surveillance, which was no longer safe, she also wanted to create the illusion of calm and inaction for Gu Feng.

Long Tai was indeed effective. In just a few hours, he had recruited a considerable number of people.

As night fell, the forces that Long Tai had painstakingly gathered had quietly assembled inside the pass. Meanwhile, Lao Yi was also sending the entire strength of one of his branches to attack Yihe.

Actually, this was a diversionary tactic to draw the Yihe Gang's attention away from their base, thereby covering up Aunt Bai's actions.

This was a meticulously planned operation involving both inside and outside forces. The attack on the Yihe Gang by the First Branch was merely a ruse, intended to distract the Yihe Gang and draw their attention away from the main operation, thereby covering Aunt Bai's sneak attack.

Aunt Bai had been with the Yihe Gang since she was very young, so she knew almost everything about the Yihe Gang's power distribution in the Guanzhong Plain.

The purpose of this operation was to take down several of the Yihe Gang's underground casinos and secret banks.

For the Yi Ho Gang, casinos and money exchanges were practically its foundation and its main source of income.

If this battle is successful, it will weaken the Yihe Gang, making the subsequent battles easier.

It must be said that Aunt Bai is indeed a rare and valuable strategist. Under her leadership, a major battle is about to begin.

In contrast to the tense atmosphere at the Huilong Society, the Yihe Gang remained completely calm, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Ding Hanhan was not unaware that members of the Huilong Society's branch were gathering outside the Great Wall. However, since Gu Feng had personally agreed to take over the Huilong Society's affairs, she stopped worrying about it and focused on her own business. She had complete faith in her man.

In Ding Hanhan's eyes, the ancient maple tree is not just a big tree, but a mountain. It shelters from the wind and rain, and is capable of everything.

However, it seems that the old master has disappointed her. At this very moment, he is in the Imperial VIP box at Paramount, slumped on the sofa, listening to an MP3 player and holding a bottle of fine wine.

Beside him, his charming and alluring sister-in-law, Qi Bingqing, was gently massaging his thigh, seemingly lost in a blissful embrace.

It seems that Master Gu is in for a lot of trouble this time. He appears to have underestimated the white tiger's fighting prowess.

In the end, they might not get to eat the tiger meat, but instead get bitten by the tiger.