Chapter 65

Causeway Bay, Lan Fong Street,

10:30.

"Ring ring ring~~~"

In a "thousand-foot luxury mansion" in the residential area,

The morning sun shone into the room, and Guan Zu, who was sleeping, was woken up by the phone.

He had stayed up too late last night, so he got up late.

"Hello, who is it~~~" Guan Zu said with sleepy eyes, answering the phone.

"Ah Zu, what's going on with you?"

Jiang Sheng's voice came from the other end of the phone,

"Why are Hong Le and Zhang Yi both calling to scold me, saying what you did."

Guan Zu was surprised: "Hong Le, Zhang Yi? Their reaction is so slow? They're only calling now?"

Jiang Sheng: "So, you're the one who did this?"

Jiang Sheng wasn't actually angry, because Hong Xing wasn't the one suffering the loss.

Guan Zu: "Brother Jiang, it's not clear on the phone; I'll tell you in detail when I go to your place to pay the protection fee later."

Jiang Sheng: "Alright, I'll wait for you."

Guan Zu looked at the time; it was already 10:30, and he had to hurry up and get up. He got up, put on his clothes, washed up, and then quickly went downstairs.

Arriving downstairs,

"Hmm?"

"Where are the people and the car?"

Looking around the street, he didn't see Ah Boy, Ah Wah, or the car.

Usually, Ah Boy would arrive downstairs 20 minutes early to wait, which was also why Guan Zu liked Ah Boy—he was efficient.

Why didn't he come today?

Guan Zu dialed Ah Boy's phone: "Hello, Ah Xing, where are you?"

Ah Boy's angry voice came through: "Brother Zu, the car is gone, it was stolen."

"Ah?"

Guan Zu was a bit shocked.

"The car could be stolen? Didn't you park it outside the boxing gym? And someone dared to steal the car?"

Ah Boy grumbled: "Don't know who it was, probably a greenhorn, or someone who just got out of prison. Who doesn't know the blue Bentley is your car? They've got guts!"

Guan Zu could hear that Ah Boy on the other end of the phone was extremely unhappy, feeling provoked.

"Forget about the car for now... we have to go to Brother Jiang's villa to pay the protection fee today, can't be late. Where's Ah Wah?"

Ah Boy: "Brother Wah is next to me... I'm driving his car with Brother Wah to pick you up..."

Guan Zu: "Good."

Hanging up the phone, Guan Zu went to the tea restaurant and bought 2 pineapple buns.

"Ah Zu, eating breakfast so late~~" The tea restaurant boss enthusiastically picked up a pineapple bun that Guan Zu usually liked and stuffed it into a bag.

"Yeah, got up late."

Guan Zu took it... and handed over the money.

Just then,

"Eh~~~"

There was an old lady standing on the side of the road, probably wanting to cross the street!

Guan Zu would never miss an opportunity to do a good deed.

With a stride,

"Grandma, do you want to cross the street? Be careful."

He helped the old lady across the street.

"Hmm hmm hmm~~~"

Guan Zu didn't notice that the old lady seemed to be shaking her head.

Soon, Guan Zu helped the old lady to the other side of the road.

"Grandma, no need to thank me... after all, I personally love helping others the most." Guan Zu's smile was as warm as today's sunshine.

Ding...

"You received the old lady's gratitude, rewarded with 100 HKD."

"You have accumulated your 100th good deed of helping the elderly, you have gained 1% support rate from the elderly in Causeway Bay!"

Look, the system reward is here.

At this time, the old lady finally finished eating the bun in her mouth and said to Guan Zu.

"Thank you, Ah Zu, you are a good person."

Guan Zu waved his hand with a smile: "I said no need to be polite."

The old lady added: "But... I finally crossed the street to the other side, and you helped me back."

Guan Zu: "????"

"However~~~" The old lady patted Guan Zu on the shoulder and smiled kindly, "Ah Zu, you are such a good person, it doesn't matter if I walk one more time..."

Guan Zu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Grandma, then I'll help you across again..."

And before the old lady could react, he almost dragged her across the street.

Grandma: "???"

"Your good deed count for helping the elderly +1... accumulated 100 times, you can gain another 1% support rate..."

Sure enough, it works!

Guan Zu was happy!

The system is powerful!

(Grandma: Alright, alright, playing like this, are you! You flipped me over!)

And just when Guan Zu was helping the old lady across the street, 10 meters away, on the side of the road, Song Zihao was getting out of the car to buy breakfast, and then saw Guan Zu helping the old lady across the street.

Very surprised.

Song Zihao asked the boss: "Boss, does this gentleman often help the elderly? Isn't he from Hong Xing?"

The tea restaurant boss chuckled: "Sir, don't look at Ah Zu as a big brother in Hong Xing, he's actually quite a good person. Who among us neighbors in Causeway Bay doesn't like him? Who doesn't praise him as a good person?"

"The whole Causeway Bay is managed by his underlings. Under his management, theft and such are basically gone, the streets are clean, those gangsters do good deeds every day, and they can even help us take care of children..."

"In short, Ah Zu is a good person!"

"This time Ah Zu is running for councilor, and we all support him."

Song Zihao took the pineapple bun handed over by the boss, and while listening, he was shocked inside.

There's actually such a gangster?

It's truly outrageous.

Just then, Guan Zu also saw Song Zihao.

His eyes lit up.

Guan Zu, who was in urgent need of talent, couldn't help but have thoughts when seeing Song Zihao; this Song Zihao had managed a large company.

An SSR-level management talent!

Guan Zu walked over quickly, eating the pineapple bun as he walked, and arrived in front of Song Zihao.

"Sir, are you taking passengers?"

"Yes."

"Let's go, my car was stolen, take me to a place."

"Alright."

Clang~~

The two got into the car and closed the door.

Vroom~~~

Stepping on the gas, the car started. "No. 19, Red Hill Park Villa."

"Alright!"

Song Zihao drove very steadily,

Guan Zu made a call to Ah Boy: "Ah Xing, I'm in the car... you and Ah Wah just go directly to Brother Jiang's villa."

Ah Boy: "Alright, alright."

Hanging up the phone,

Guan Zu looked at Song Zihao's back from the back seat,

Yesterday he was still having a headache about where to find talent to dig up, and now this Song Zihao had delivered himself to his door.

But Song Zihao still had a mortal enemy—Tan Cheng.

This Tan Cheng was as insidious as a poisonous snake and ruthless; he wouldn't provoke the other party himself.

Therefore, he could only wait until Tan Cheng was caught before he could start trying to recruit Song Zihao.

Song Zihao had managed a large company after all, and was also in the underworld; he was absolutely very suitable for managing his own enterprises.

!.

"Wait... I don't need to wait passively..."

"A big case like Tan Cheng's, maybe I can give it to Chen Guozhong to let him make a great contribution..."

"And someone like Tan Cheng can definitely get a great merit!"

"Three birds with one stone!"

Thinking of this, Guan Zu's eyes lit up,

Song Zihao asked at this time: "Sir, you clearly have underlings to pick you up, why look for me?"

Guan Zu was surprised: "I want to ride in your car."

Song Zihao saw Guan Zu like this and simply didn't hide it anymore: "Mr. Guan, tell me, what is your purpose."

Guan Zu was even more surprised: "Wait, you know who I am?"

Song Zihao chuckled: "Just now at the tea restaurant, I chatted with the boss about you, and the boss praised you as a good person."

It was mainly because of that time on the rooftop eating melons; he had a deep impression of Guan Zu at that time.

Guan Zu: "Then how did you discover I had a purpose?"

Song Zihao: "Mr. Guan, I've been walking the underworld for so many years, my eyes aren't blind; I can see that Mr. Guan is deliberately riding in my car..."

Song Zihao thought of the file bag that Chen Yongren took of him and Song Zijie last time; he must have known about him and Song Zijie.

Therefore, this time, Guan Zu must have deliberately come to approach him, and the purpose was his younger brother, Song Zijie.

He didn't want his brother to have much contact with people from the society and then be involved in underworld grievances again!

So he had to make it clear face to face.

Song Zihao: "Mr. Guan, let's get straight to the point, are you doing this for my brother?"

"Your brother?" Guan Zu laughed out loud, "Alright, let's get straight to the point then..."

"Your brother, I don't even look up to him. I have many friends in the police force, the highest is already a Chief Superintendent, and your brother is just a small police sergeant. For me, there's no need to deliberately get to know him."

"Not for my brother?" Song Zihao was stunned: "Then what is your purpose?"

Guan Zu: "You!"

"Me?"

Song Zihao pointed at himself, completely confused.

"What does Mr. Guan see in me?" Song Zihao couldn't help but ask.

Guan Zu stopped hiding it and said: "I know that Brother Hao, you managed a very large company before, and I need a management talent to manage the company. I have several companies in my hands, and there will be many more in the future, but there are too few people I can trust."

Song Zihao was curious: "But you haven't been in contact with me, so how can you trust me?"

Guan Zu smiled: "A former head of a criminal group who actually wants to retire from the underworld—this mindset is already very rare, so I trust you."

Song Zihao: "You also know that I want to retire from the underworld, so it's impossible for me to join your company... and if you recruit me, it will bring you trouble."

Guan Zu curled his lips: "Are you talking about Tan Cheng?"

Song Zihao was surprised: "You know this too?"

Guan Zu chuckled: "I know much more than you think... I can help you solve Tan Cheng's matter, how about it?"

Song Zihao shook his head: "Sorry, I must consider Ah Jie."

Guan Zu: "Do you think I'm a society?"

Song Zihao nodded.

This Song Zihao is a bit difficult to handle.

However, as an SSR-level management talent who is much stronger than Ah Wah and Gao Jin, and also has the mindset of retiring from the underworld, it's normal that he's hard to recruit.

"Since you don't agree, forget it."

Guan Zu wasn't in a hurry; just take it slow.

If he really couldn't recruit him, then just be friends, and it wouldn't be bad to give Ah Wah and the others some lessons.

"Brother Hao, do we count as friends now?"

"No." Song Zihao shook his head directly.

"Wow? So heartless?" Guan Zu leaned back.

"Mr. Guan, I don't want to cause trouble for my brother." Song Zihao explained.

"And,"

Song Zihao said firmly: "I have already decided to retire from the underworld and will no longer participate in underworld affairs; I am just a taxi driver now."

Retire from the underworld?

"Hahaha~~~" Guan Zu couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Hao, are you trying to laugh me to death?"

This Song Zihao is sometimes quite naive; you can retire from the underworld if you want, just don't return to Hong Kong. Since you've returned to Hong Kong, don't even think about retiring from the underworld? You want both, you're too greedy.

Guan Zu smiled slightly: "How about we make a bet?"

Song Zihao: "No bet!"

Guan Zu: "............"

Impenetrable, are you.

Fine, fine!

I, Guan Zu, specialize in treating those who don't submit!

Guan Zu had a flash of inspiration and simply added a block for Song Zihao: "Let me send you a message... after you came back, have you seen Mark?"

Song Zihao shook all over and looked back at Guan Zu.

"You know his whereabouts?"

In the half month since he came back, Song Zihao had also gone around the vicinity of his former company, but he hadn't seen Mark, and he even went to look for the place where Mark used to live, but he didn't see Mark.

Although according to Mark's statement in the letter, Mark should be doing very well.

But it still made Song Zihao feel an indescribable unease.

"Him..."

Guan Zu looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking of Mark waiting in humiliation at the company, just waiting for Song Zihao to return, waiting for Song Zihao to take him to launch revenge against Tan Cheng.

"He's still staying at your company, working as a sweeper and car washer; he's been waiting for you for three years, waiting for you to come back, and you've been back for half a month, but you still haven't found him."

Sweeper...

Car washer...

Waited for me for three years...

Three... years...

At this moment, Song Zihao's chest felt as if a large stone was pressing on it, making it hard to breathe!

All kinds of uncomfortable emotions surged into his heart.