Chapter 83: Entering the jianghu, you must accept your fate!

This gathering, in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere, ended unhappily!

Hmm, they were all in a bad mood!

It's just a joke; in this jianghu, as long as you bring benefits, people can call you dad, and they'll even find themselves a stepmother.

That's how realistic it is!

Nobody would go against money; if there is, tell Li Xin, he'll fly over to help.

Taizi and Quanwang Tai, after receiving Li Xin's phone call, both put down what they were holding, rushed to Copper Gong Bay, and the two still came in the same car.

As soon as the two got out of the car, they saw Tianhong already waiting to greet them at the door.

"Brother Taizi, Brother Tai, you've come."

After Tianhong exchanged greetings, he led the two to the private room.

Li Xin got up to get drinks for the two, knowing what they liked to drink.

After handing the drinks to them, Li Xin said: "Today there's just one matter; tomorrow the society will establish a real estate agency."

"You two put all your cash into it; if it's not enough, I'll lend you; don't fear loss, I'll cover you, go ahead boldly."

Taizi has a tough character, his voice carrying anger: "Has the society put pressure on you? Are they seeking death?"

Quanwang Tai was more direct: "A Xin, we three brothers plus Tianhong are enough. What's yours is yours, no one can take it."

Tianhong just said: "Big Brother, once someone's dead, they won't have any objections."

"Damn, you guys are crazy!"

Li Xin cursed, then continued: "What I don't give, who can take from my hands?"

"You just met me today?"

"This is my proposal; earlier I had thought wrong, or it was the book friends brothers who reminded me, so the agency can grow quickly."

"Once it reaches scale, it can go public, quickly raise funds, and provide substantial cash reserves for my upcoming plans."

Taizi and Quanwang Tai, hearing him say that, remained silent; as long as no one schemed against A Xin's business, anything could be discussed.

Even if they went bankrupt, the brothers wouldn't let him go hungry.

Tianhong then asked a tricky question: "Big Brother, who are the book friends brothers?"

Li Xin thought and answered precisely: "Talents, geniuses, oddballs, eccentrics, lewd talents—whatever kind of talent, I'm convinced!"

Crowdfunding writing books, the road ahead is even broader!

……

After Taizi and the two left.

Tianhong accompanied Li Xin in drinking in the private room; of course, he drank cola.

Li Xin saw Tianhong biting the straw there, his expression troubled, and knew what he wanted to ask.

Without waiting for him to speak, Li Xin directly said: "Tianhong, Big Brother's foundation has never been the real estate agency, but the media company and the security company; besides these two, everything else can be replaced."

"These companies are just for me to raise funds; incidentally they can support troops, and if necessary, even hand over control."

"By the end of 1983, I still need to exchange twenty percent shares with Trust Virtue Real Estate, so don't worry—no one can force me to comply."

The reason Li Xin explained these to him, which he didn't quite understand, is just one: this kid, when impulsive, easily does stupid things.

Even taking down the boss isn't impossible; he doesn't fear death in his heart, a born iron-headed lad!

Tianhong still didn't quite get it, but Big Brother said these companies are useless, just for exchanging money, so he understood.

He can give up everything, keep the Eight-Sided Han Sword, and just keep following Big Brother.

Tianhong's thinking is simple and direct, but I have to admit, he's right!

Hmm, just saying this time.

……

Song Zijie returned home from work, saw someone in the house, and his eyes turned angry.

He shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Get lost! Don't come again—I don't want to see you, I never want to see you in this life, get out!"

Song Zihuo, bald-headed, looked gently at his brother and said: "A Jie, you're playing with fire! Do you know who your superior has assigned you to watch?"

"Don't bother me, please hurry up and leave, don't come again, Big Brother Hao."

"You've torn this family apart—aren't you satisfied?"

Song Zijie said angrily.

Song Zihuo looked at his brother's painful expression, said nothing more, and came to his side.

He patted his shoulder and said: "Then just work hard; definitely don't make small moves—other matters, Big Brother will settle them."

Song Zijie watched his brother's retreating back, crouched in the corner, covered his head and sobbed softly; his crying was repressed, containing several emotions.

Very complicated!

Encountering an emotionally sensitive girl, she might accompany Song Zijie in tearing up.

Song Zihuo drove a taxi to Tianhong's bar to find Li Xin.

Upon meeting, he helplessly asked: "Li Xin, what exactly do you want? Cut me some slack, okay? I just want a stable life, not those days of licking blood off the blade again."

Li Xin hehe-he laughed, laughing very smugly.

"Brother Hao, you're also an old hand in the jianghu, why are you still so naive? Is the jianghu something you can quit just because you want to? Ask Tan Cheng if he's in or out."

"Don't kid yourself—you have no chance to quit the jianghu, because you lack strength now, so you can't quit; what about that little lame one, are you just going to ignore him?"

Li Xin's questions were heart-wrenching, each strike hitting vital spots.

Song Zihuo helplessly said: "Let my brother go, let him return to being a police officer; I know you can do it, and if you can't, he won't come running to you anyway."

"Brother Hao is Brother Hao, not comparable to those so-called big brothers."

"Although you haven't been a big brother for many years, today you're acting like one again; from now on, just watch over my small-time business, okay?"

Li Xin asked.

Good!

Xi Gong office warehouse.

Tan Cheng is completely clueless, peacefully sleeping at home! He wakes up only to find himself strung up, with no idea who he offended—this is utterly confusing.

The warehouse doors were flung open, and the person who entered was someone he knew—someone he had been longing for day and night.

Song Zihao!

Li Xin stepped up to Tan Cheng.

He smiled and asked, "Brother Cheng, did you sleep well?"

Tan Cheng is a counterfeit money maker, but he also makes a living from shady dealings—how could he not recognize him? Standing before him is the Second Route Marshal of Thus line: Prosperity, Immortal Trust!

He glanced at Song Zihao, helplessly saying, "Big Brother Xin, you're a big shot in the martial world—surely you won't make an enemy of me? If there's anything to discuss, just speak up; I won't haggle, I'll do whatever you say."

Li Xin felt neither fondness nor animosity toward Tan Cheng—he was merely a counterfeit money dealer.

Bringing him here was just to use him as a tool; once you're in the martial world, don't complain—today you kill someone, tomorrow someone kills you, it's par for the course!

Once you enter the martial world, you're not in control of your own fate—this isn't just empty talk.

Tan Cheng's betrayal of Song Zihao is his specialty—ungrateful and treacherous, betraying trust and abandoning righteousness; these two phrases were tailor-made for people like him in the martial world.

If you're betrayed, all you can say is that your skills are inferior; once you've placed your bet, you must accept defeat.

If your luck is bad, you have to accept it!

You can't refuse to accept it.

Because, Li Xin wouldn't agree.