Chapter 22

Crow and the others looked over following the sound, and then saw a handsome guy—Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu.

Crow: "............"

Lackeys: "............"

Their expressions froze directly.

Awkward~~~~

"Hahaha~~~ Isn't this Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, the Stock God Guan?" Crow suddenly laughed, walking over to Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's table with a swaggering, arrogant gait.

He picked up a pack of cigarettes and pulled one out.

He threw it,

And caught it in his mouth, stylish!

He felt his pocket, left side, hmm? None; right side, hmm? None again!

Damn!

His attempt to look cool failed!

Crow looked at Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's mocking expression, his face unable to hold it together, and cursed at his lackeys behind him:

"Deadbeat, didn't you see your boss doesn't have a light? Hurry up and come over to light it for me!"

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu smiled: "Brother Crow, why are you so angry? Sit down and calm down..."

Then he beckoned to the boss, Ah Kang: "Boss, bring Brother Crow a silk stocking milk tea... and for these Tung Sing brothers, one cup each, my treat."

In the underworld, don't always think about fighting and killing; it's unnecessary.

Ah Kang: "Alright!"

Nine-Patterned Dragon went into the kitchen and started getting busy.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu being so polite made Crow feel a bit embarrassed. After all, in his eyes, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu wasn't just a branch leader, but also a Stock God, a God of Wealth, with a net worth of several hundred million.

However, Crow, the table-flipper, had a proud and arrogant personality, so his words were still cold:

"Thanks for the face, Brother Zu... I came here this time because those lackeys of mine ran off to join you, and I want an explanation from you, Brother Zu."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu nodded and smiled: "I know about this, but it seems those lackeys who transferred over are all 'Blue Lanterns,' none of them burned incense, registered, or bowed to Guan Gong... They don't count as your Tung Sing people, right?"

Crow was dissatisfied: "How do they not count? They were eating and working under me, Crow."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu laughed: "Brother Crow, you're wrong there. Underworld rules: 'Blue Lanterns' don't count as officially joined; once you join, you're a low-level member..."

Crow sneered: "Rules? My Tung Sing people must follow Tung Sing rules! They are Tung Sing people in life, and Tung Sing ghosts in death!"

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, however, didn't feel weak at all, crossing his arms and leaning back: "If you're like this, it's going to make things very difficult for me..."

Upon hearing this, Crow stood up.

"Difficult, huh..."

Crow's lackeys behind him all took three steps back in unison.

Oh no, another day of going hungry!

"Then don't do it!"

Crow grabbed the edge of the table with one hand and tried to flip it with force...

Hmm?

Crow tried again with force, but the table didn't budge.

What's going on?

He looked down, damn! The table was bolted to the floor with screws!

The atmosphere became directly awkward.

Crow's expression stiffened; the atmosphere had reached this point, and the damn table wasn't giving him any face. He immediately looked at the boss, Ah Kang, with resentment.

Ah Kang wiped his sweat!

When he opened the shop, it was because he was afraid of thugs fighting here that he had bolted the table down with expansion screws. He never expected to run into Crow, this god of slaughter.

Just then, Nine-Patterned Dragon came out with a cup of silk stocking milk tea and placed it in front of Crow.

"Brother Crow, please have some milk tea..."

Only then did Crow feel he had a way out. He took the milk tea and started drinking it—tactical tea drinking to resolve the awkwardness.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu also felt it was very funny inside, suppressing his laughter as he looked at Crow: "Brother Crow, I'm the kind of person who always prefers making money in harmony; I don't like fighting and killing."

"I'll give you three choices, you pick..."

"The first choice: Civil. In the future, when I make a fortune, I'll give you a chance to join in."

"The second choice: Martial. Solve it in the ring. I'll put up one person, you put up one person, or we each put up three. If you win, I'll pay 1,000 Hong Kong dollars as a transfer fee for each person. If you lose, then let's pretend this never happened."

"The third choice: Underworld matters are settled in the underworld. The most direct way: set a time and place, gather the troops, call out all the lackeys, have both sides fight, and whoever wins takes the other's territory."

"Brother Crow, you pick from these three choices..."

After hearing this, Crow started to think.

His first reaction was to rule out the third option.

Every time you gather troops, it costs money.

Each lackey's appearance fee is 50-100, a few hundred for the injured, and thousands or tens of thousands for the dead...

Gathering troops once costs tens of thousands or over a hundred thousand.

Like declaring war on Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, it would cost hundreds of thousands just to get a fight started.

And there's another point: Crow doesn't have a very good reputation among his lackeys; he often deducts appearance fees. I'm afraid that if he gathered the troops, most of them would "ask for leave" and not show up.

And what about Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu on the other side?

He's a billionaire; he could call over tens of thousands of Hong Xing people with a single word without blinking.

How do you fight that?

So,

The third option absolutely cannot be chosen!

And the first one, making money with Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu... this is what he's most tempted by. I heard everyone in Hong Xing made ten or twenty million in clean money from Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu!

But,

Choosing the first one is a bit embarrassing; it gives people a cheap feeling of "Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu gives money, so I'm going to lick his boots."

So, choosing the second one is more appropriate.

At this time, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu gave him a way out: "Brother Crow, take my advice. Times are different now; there's no need for fighting and killing, right? Sit down, let's all be well, do business, make a big fortune, don't you think?"

When Brother Crow heard this, he felt warm inside.

Really, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu is too gentle!

He actually gave me a way out!

Crow gritted his teeth and slammed the table: "Brother Zu, since you've put it this way, it would be very impolite of me to keep pushing."

"Then I'll choose the second option. Let's have a fight, just one person each. No ring either, let's do it right here, one-on-one."

Then Crow looked at his group of subordinates and started to pick.

Hmm... this one is the strongest... pass!

Hmm? This one, looks thin, but can fight... pass!

Right, this one!

Looks like a skeleton; every time there's a fight, he's the most useless!

That's the one!

So, Crow pointed at the skeleton lackey: "You, come out, that's right... it's you, Skeleton, this mission is handed to you."

Since Brother Zu gave me face, I can't not give Brother Zu face!

Skeleton was incredulous, pointing at himself: "Me?"

Wait, Boss, did you get it wrong!

I'm so thin!

How do I fight?

Crow: "That's right, it's you, stand out!"

The skeleton lackey walked out with a miserable face.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu understood Crow's intentions.

Wow, this Crow isn't that fierce after all; he's okay to deal with!

"Ah Qiu, he's yours." Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu said to Gao Qiu. As the only lackey currently by Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's side, only Gao Qiu could do it.

"Yes, Brother Zu." Gao Qiu walked out.

Then,

The tall and mighty Gao Qiu

vs

The skeleton-like lackey

"Bang-bang-bang~~~~~"

Gao Qiu was very socially savvy, trading blows with the skeleton for thirty rounds before finally defeating him.

Gao Qiu wins.

Which means Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu wins.

Crow slammed the table, smiling and flattering Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu.

"Brother Zu, your subordinate is indeed strong. I lost this time, so I won't pursue the transfer matter."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu smiled and picked up the milk tea: "Cheers!"

See, who says Crow doesn't understand social savvy?

Isn't he very familiar with it?

Crow smiled: "Cheers!"

Crow's lackeys all covered their faces, roaring inside: "Boss, acting like this makes you look really cheap, hey!"

Thanks to "Man in the Mortal World" for the 5000-point large tip! Thank you very much!

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