Things Don't Always Go Like a Game of Chess
Huang Liu glanced around before his eyes finally settled on Lam Kong's face. "Where's my boss?"
Lam Kong shrugged. "Once he got into that Tan guy's car, I'll send someone to follow him."
"He didn't tell me he was getting into that Tan's car tonight, not that Yu's?" Huang Liu paused for a moment, then quickly jumped back into the car that had just stopped. "These kinds of lousy bosses are the worst! I don't know what's going on in his head!"
Seeing the car start up quickly, Lam Kong asked, "Hey! Brother Six! What about these two ladies? Where are we taking them?"
"Let them choose for themselves! If they find it troublesome, they can go to the pier! Mr. He from Macau has arranged boats and people there, taking all of my boss's relatives to Macau for a vacation. If they don't want to go, they can be sent to the Peninsula Hotel to stay with Widow Yun. You take a few people to the hotel to help look after them. We'll talk about everything after tonight!"
After Huang Liu finished speaking, the car sped off. Lam Kong turned back to look at the two ladies.
The two women exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked at Lam Kong.
Lam Kong sighed and waved to his subordinate, "Go get the car, Peninsula Hotel."
Chapter 524 The ways of the world are like a game of chess
Corvette sped along the rainy highway, even posing a constant risk of overturning and fatalities while turning. Tan Jingwei gripped the steering wheel with both hands and pressed the accelerator, but instead of looking at the road ahead, he would occasionally glance at Song Tianyao in the passenger seat. Song Tianyao took out a cigarette and offered it to Tan Jingwei. Tan Jingwei freed one hand, took one out of the cigarette pack, and Song Tianyao then slowly lit it for him.
"Even if you have a big appetite, there's no need to work so hard, is there?" Tan Jingwei said, a puff of smoke rising from his mouth.
Song Tianyao leaned back in his chair, a smile on his face, "There's a vulgar saying in the countryside: 'If you're not willing to work hard, you can only eat cold excrement.' First, I don't want to eat excrement; second, I don't want to eat cold excrement."
"It's just the two of us now. I could strangle you with one hand. Aren't you afraid?" Tan Jingwei chuckled and said casually.
"Scare me? You want to scare me so badly that I poop and pee, and then you'll eat it hot?" Song Tianyao raised the back of his head, turned his face to look at Tan Jingwei, and asked seriously.
Tan Jingwei laughed heartily, and Song Tianyao also laughed.
After a long while, the two stopped laughing, and Tan Jingwei said, "Hey, is Yu Shiting's adopted daughter pretty or not? Is she worth all this effort?"
"If I knew whether she was pretty or not, would I be talking to you about this this afternoon? Besides, what does it matter if she's pretty or not? The most important thing is that she's rich enough." Song Tianyao flicked his cigarette ash at his feet and said.
"Hey, hey, hey, this car isn't mine. Can't you have some public spirit?" Tan Jingwei said, immediately annoyed when he saw Song Tianyao casually flicking his cigarette ash.
Song Tianyao stopped what he was doing and looked at Tan Jingwei: "Can't you have any public spirit? You're using my people to shuffle the cards and then taking the opportunity to smear me. Isn't that immoral?"
"These kinds of things shouldn't be discussed together, right?" Tan Jingwei chuckled dryly twice, "Never mind what I said. You can flick your cigarette ash if you want, and you can ignore me if I use this as an excuse to splash water. We're even."
"We're even." Song Tianyao nodded calmly.
"Although you keep talking about money, you don't seem like a businessman looking to make a fortune," Tan Jingwei said, glancing at Song Tianyao before continuing to drive with his eyes on the road ahead.
Song Tianyao said, "You keep saying you want to do business, but now it seems you're not so interested in business. Instead, you're more interested in men, especially me and my male friends."
"You've been making fun of me since you got in my car. You don't really think I wouldn't dare kill you, do you?" Tan Jingwei exhaled half a cigarette, which landed precisely in the car's ashtray. He then turned cold and asked Song Tianyao.
"Killing is never a question of whether you dare to or not, but whether it's necessary. If you were the kind of person who would disregard everything for your brother, Scribe Tan, neither the Number Gang nor Zeng Chunsheng's businesses would fall into your hands. Now is not the time for war. We are all businessmen. Businessmen don't ask whether they dare to or not, they only ask whether they need to."
"I know you're a businessman, so you don't need to keep mentioning your status in front of me. I also know you're willing to risk your life for profit. What I'm curious about now is just how lucrative those banknotes are to make you work so hard."
"Don't you know the rules? This is a trade secret; how can you ask about something like this?"
"We were chatting together this afternoon, and it's rare that we hit it off so well. Besides, many people might think we're putting on a show for them, so it's okay to let slip a few things, right?"
Song Tianyao exhaled a smoke ring. "Didn't I leak the secret to you? Didn't you send people to the Old Cantonese Street in Shau Kei Wan? But in the end, you didn't have the guts, so don't blame me for not letting you know, right?"
Tan Jingwei's smile faded, "So you admitted it yourself? Tonight it's a draw, but there's plenty of time. I'm not in a rush."
"I'm not in a hurry at all; you can't rush things in business."
"After your reputation for colluding with Shanghai people gets out tonight, I wonder how long you can remain so arrogant? I've heard that Hong Kong has rules, and those who break the rules usually suffer a terrible fate. Now that you've broken the rules, what are you going to do?"
Song Tianyao laughed heartily, "Thank you for your concern, but rules are made by people. I've been told since I was little that Hong Kong is a place of great events and heroes. But I've learned as I've grown up that it's all a lie. This is just a colony, Britain colony. The rules here are simple: the Britain are the greatest. As long as I don't break that rule, no other rule can touch me! Whether you're Taiwan person or from the mainland, it doesn't matter here. I'm a businessman; all I care about is money. Money is the most important thing. Whether it's triads or police, even if they're Foreign Devil, so what? As long as I have money, I can make them obey. So if you want to be friends with me, to build a relationship, just bring out your money, and you don't need to worry about anything else."