Chapter 66: Taking care of Fei Gou

Chen Mo shook his head: "Thirty percent! I can accept at most thirty percent."

The larger the black‑money sum, the shadier its source, and the greater the laundering risk.

Chen Mo also knew this.

But when the amount reaches a certain level, it becomes another matter.

As long as there is enough black money, the commission can be negotiated lower.

With five hundred million in funds, even taking only twenty percent yields a profit of over one hundred million.

Even if Yu Lan Can has to pay taxes to the Aomen government, there would still be over seventy million in net profit.

For Yu Lan Can's casino to earn over seventy million in pure profit, it would also take more than half a year.

Chen Mo considered that this was his first cooperation with Yu Lan Can; offering a thirty percent cut was already quite high.

If it were a long‑time partner of Yu Lan Can, laundering five hundred million of black money would need at most a twenty percent cut.

"Uncle Can, don't think I don't understand your money‑laundering rules."

This money isn't urgent; I'll bring it over in several batches to launder it, and the risk isn't that high. A thirty percent cut is already high.

Of course, if Uncle Can doesn't want this business, I'll have to look for another casino.

I believe many casinos in Aomen would be willing to take on this business.

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he didn't look at Yu Lan Can's reaction and lit a cigarette for himself.

Yu Lan Can stared at Chen Mo, brows furrowed, constantly thinking.

Ordinary people who come to Aomen to launder money usually go through an intermediary.

Chen Mo, however, went straight to the door, clearly a clueless newcomer with no connections.

At first he indeed had the idea of fooling this newcomer and demanded fifty percent.

But Chen Mo had already made his position clear, so he couldn't keep pretending to be clueless.

He wouldn't just throw away a profit of over one hundred million.

"Alright, thirty percent it is. Consider it done for your friendship."

Seeing Yu Lan Can agree, Chen Mo's lips curled up and he laughed: "Uncle Can, you're straightforward. I'll bring the first batch of money over later."

Moreover, those thirty million chips outside can be considered a meeting gift for Uncle Can this time.

Those thirty million chips look like a lot, but Chen Mo's own stake was only ten thousand; the rest he won at Yu Lan Can's casino.

Using just ten thousand to make a connection with Yu Lan Can and leave a generous impression—it's practically a windfall.

Moreover, Chen Mo now counts as a gambling‑skill expert thanks to his intermediate gambling technique.

To make money, just strolling around any of Aomen's many casinos will do.

Returning to the casino hall, Fei Ji had already lost those ten thousand chips and was waiting for Chen Mo in the hall.

Over three days, Chen Mo wandered around Aomen's casinos, using his gambling skill to win forty million for himself.

At the very least, he had to recoup the wealth spent on buying the gambling skill.

Although this sum is not small, Chen Mo won it across more than ten casinos, a few million each, so it didn't cause a big stir.

Three days later, Tian Yang Sheng and Tian Yang Yi came to Chen Mo's room to report on Fei Gou.

According to their inquiries and surveillance, they confirmed that Fei Gou was indeed a man of Mo Luo Bing, although among Mo Luo Bing's subordinates he ranked low, commanding over a hundred underlings.

However, he has a good habit: he runs every morning.

Someone who loves training his body—before Fei Gou, Chen Mo only knew of Jiang Tiansheng.

Too bad, those two disciplined individuals seem to be rather short‑lived.

"Tomorrow morning we'll take out Fei Gou and then head straight back to Gangdao."

The building above the hotel where they're staying is a venue overseen by Mo Luo Bing's subordinates.

If they kill Mo Luo Bing's subordinate Fei Gou tomorrow, coming back to stay would be somewhat impolite.

Early the next morning, as the sky just began to lighten, the few of them got up early and checked out.

The four stole a car, got ahead to Fei Gou's jogging route, observed it back and forth, then parked by the roadside and waited quietly.

Soon, a slightly plump figure appeared not far ahead of Chen Mo and the others—it was Fei Gou.

Not far behind Fei Gou, a car was slowly following.

The car was full of Fei Gou's lackeys.

Not long ago he thought he could rely on Mo Luo Bing's name to extort a cut from some small casinos.

Unexpectedly, there were few creditors in the Triad Society, but many wanted to do him in.

Since Chen Hao Nan and his companions were hacked a few days ago, Fei Gou has had a car of bodyguards trailing not far behind during his morning runs to protect him.

As Fei Gou drew nearer, Fei Ji turned and asked, "Mo Ge, should I run him over?"

"No," Chen Mo shook his head, "the squad of bodyguards behind him isn't dead. If you hit Fei Gou, we'd have trouble getting away."

We'll wait a bit, let them pass, then strike from behind.

Soon, Fei Gou and the car of bodyguards behind him passed one after the other by the vehicle of Chen Mo and the others.

After waiting a moment, Chen Mo told Fei Ji, "Turn around, catch up."

Fei Ji immediately started the car, turned the head, and stepped on the accelerator to give chase.

"Bang bang bang"—several gunshots rang out.

The two tires on one side of the bodyguards' car were blown out by Tian Yang Sheng and Tian Yang Yi, and the driver in front slumped over the steering wheel, motionless.

The car lost control and veered off toward the roadside.

However, the speed wasn't high; the other occupants were startled but uninjured.

Chen Mo's car sped past them and headed straight for Fei Gou.

As the gunfire just sounded, Fei Gou sensed something was wrong; as soon as he turned his head, he saw a vehicle rushing toward him.

The fat dog, frightened, hurriedly ran to the roadside.

The car stopped abruptly in the spot where the fat dog had been.

Chen Mo quickly got out of the car and raised his hand, firing a shot.

With a "bang" gunshot, the fat dog collapsed instantly, a large hole blown in the back of its head, dead beyond doubt.

Chen Mo sat back in the car, calmly saying, "Fei Ji, drive."

Fei Ji pressed the accelerator again, and the car sped off.

By the time the fat dog's lackeys arrived, they could only smell the exhaust.

Chen Mo and the others rushed straight to the seaside, where a boat arranged by Han Bin was already waiting.

On the return trip, nothing unexpected happened; shortly after noon, they were back in Gangdao.

After staying a few days in Macau, Chen Mo went straight home.

Today wasn't the weekend, so He Min couldn't come; besides Gang Sheng and Qiu Di, Tian Yang En was also at home.

When Chen Mo entered the door, he saw no one.

After searching around, he finally found the three in the study.

The three were sitting together studying.

However, seeing them scratching their heads and cheeks, it seemed their study wasn't going well.

Chen Mo stood at the study door and knocked.

As the three looked up and saw Chen Mo standing at the door, Gang Sheng and Qiu Di immediately dropped their books and ran to hug him.

"When did you get back?" they asked, their voices full of surprise and delight.

"Mo Ge!" Tian Yang En also stood up to greet Chen Mo.

Chen Mo nodded at Tian Yang En, then said to Gang Sheng and Qiu Di, "Just got back; I didn't expect the three of you to be studying together. How's it going?"

"Um..." Upon hearing Chen Mo ask about studying, Gang Sheng and Qiu Di immediately began to stammer.

"What's wrong? Is He Min not teaching well?"

"No, no, it's just that we're too stupid."

After Gang Sheng and Qiu Di's explanation, Chen Mo learned that their English was okay, but their math was a complete mess.

Chen Mo also expressed understanding—English just needs to be memorized well.

As for math, it depends on talent; if you can't learn it, there's nothing to be done.

This way, the two girls wouldn't have to think about going to college.

Once their English improves a bit, Chen Mo will simply arrange jobs for them.

By then, having two of his own people to watch over the business will also relieve Chen Mo a lot.